Lizzy's mum!

Chapter 8

"Come in. The room doesn't bite," Lizzy said, ushering Max forward as she stepped into the guest room. She paused when she noticed Max hesitating at the doorway.

'I really have no choice in this matter. If I enter, I might be able to find a way to do the deed with her and replenish my MP. I really don't know or want to find out what will happen when it hits zero,' Max thought, then sighed before finally stepping into the room.

The guest room was simple and neat, clearly designed for function rather than flair. The walls were painted a muted cream, with no decorations or artwork. Just bare, clean surfaces.

A single bed sat against the right-hand wall, covered in crisp white sheets and a plain gray blanket folded neatly at the foot. The pillow looked barely used, its edges still stiff from the laundry press, as though no one had ever slept on it.

Beside the bed stood a small wooden nightstand holding a basic lamp with a beige shade and a coaster. There were no personal items like books or trinkets only the essentials.

Across from the bed, a modest wooden wardrobe stood with its doors slightly ajar, revealing spare linens and a few neatly hung guest coats.

A single window let in a narrow sliver of sunlight, softened by cream-colored curtains drawn halfway shut. The floor was tiled in pale ceramic, and a plain rectangular rug lay beside the bed, doing little to break up the room's stark atmosphere.

Overall, the space had a clean, quiet feel. Functional and tidy, but lacking the warmth or personality of a lived-in room. It was the kind of place meant for temporary guests—visitors who weren't planning to stay for long.

"Here, sit down. Let me get the medkit," Lizzy said as she guided Max to sit on the edge of the bed. She quickly turned and rushed over to a drawer in the room.

After a minute, she returned with a white box in hand. Opening it, she pulled out a small bottle filled with a yellowish liquid.

She grabbed some cotton wool, poured a bit of the liquid onto it, and began gently cleaning Max's wounds, especially where he was bleeding. Max flinched slightly from the sting of the antiseptic.

"I'm so sorry," Lizzy whispered as she leaned in and softly blew on the treated area to ease the discomfort. Max found himself staring into her eyes—eyes filled with genuine concern and tender affection.

"You know," Lizzy began, her voice quiet but steady as she finished cleaning the surface wounds and reached for a few plasters, "I might seem like a lot to handle sometimes. But the reason I'm overly thankful and all that is because you preserved my dignity."

"What do you mean?" Max asked, raising an eyebrow as he watched her smile softly and begin plastering the wound on his head.

"I'm still a virgin. And I didn't want my first time to be taken by some hoodlums," she said, her voice laced with both relief and vulnerability.

Max swallowed hard as her words hit him like a cold wave.

'Shit, shit, shit! Now I feel bad all over again. I can't do this. No, I really can't,' Max thought as Lizzy finished tending to the last of his injuries.

"Alright then. I'll leave you to rest. My room is the second one next to yours. If you need anything, feel free to come knocking," Lizzy said with a soft smile as she stood up and turned to leave.

"You fool! Won't you do something before you lose this opportunity?" Pix shouted in Max's head, but Max just sat there, paralyzed by guilt and doubt. He couldn't bring himself to make a move.

Tring.

{MP: 5/100}

"Shit," Max muttered as he saw Lizzy open the door and leave the room, the door clicking shut behind her.

"There you have it. He lost his opportunity," Pix groaned disappointedly.

"I couldn't do it, mehn. I can't be the one to take her first time just because I want to increase my MP. It's wrong." Max groaned as he lay flat on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with frustration weighing on his chest. Pix floated out and hovered in front of him, arms crossed with a scowl.

"I linked myself to you and in the process, I saw your memory from your past life. You loved so hard and then got killed by the woman you love. So why are you still treating all women with respect? They are all the same," Pix scolded.

"I haven't forgotten about Suz. And I promise, I will take revenge. But just because I got hurt, I can't take advantage of someone that did nothing to wrong me," Max replied with a tired sigh.

"That is where your damned system comes into play. Don't you have skills that can help?" Pix asked.

"System. Skills!" Max muttered and then quickly sat upright.

{Skill Tab}

{Charm (lv 1; requires 5 MP): This skill allows host to attract the opposite sex to him and provoke them to have sex with him. The higher the level of the skill, the higher your opposite sex's desire to have sex with you.}

{Eyes of Allure (Active): Reveal woman's current emotional or physical craving. (Cooldown: ten minutes.)}

{Seduction: This skill affects how persuasive and tempting host is.}

{Magical Energy lv 1 (requires 10 MP): This skill will allow host to strengthen his attacks and increase speed in combat. Strength and speed will increase by 20%, and skill will go on cooldown for ten minutes after use.}

{Erection Level 1 (requires 5 MP): This skill allows host to erect without having to do foreplay. Gives greater pleasure, increases cock length, and amount of semen would increase each level.}

{Healing Level 1 (requires 10 MP): This skill will allow host to convert 10 MP to 50 HP. The amount of healing will increase with each level.}

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"Right. I did have some ski…" Max trailed off as his eyes widened. "Can… can you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Pix asked as it floated anxiously in front of Max.

"That sound, that…" Max muttered, shooting off the bed as he quickly opened the door and began tracing the faint sound echoing through the hallway.

"What is it? What are you hearing?" Pix asked again, now visibly concerned, but Max didn't respond. He was focused, his ears twitching slightly as he homed in on the source of the soft, rhythmic noise.

Step after step, he moved silently through the corridor, until he stopped in front of a familiar door.

"Th… this is Lizzy's mum's room," Max muttered under his breath, eyes narrowing as his hand slowly reached for the handle.

He gently nudged at the door.

It opened slightly with a soft creak, just wide enough to reveal the large bed and the curvaceous woman sprawled across it.

"Ah… mhm… mhm… oh yes! Yes!" the woman moaned loudly, her voice rich with pleasure. Her long legs hung in the air, spread wide as her fingers expertly worked her V area. Her eyes were shut tight in euphoria, and her free hand caressed her massive G-cup breasts.

"Oh wow. This woman sure knows how to please herself," Pix chuckled, his voice thick with amusement.

Max didn't even notice how close he had leaned forward while watching the scene unfold, mesmerized by the beauty and raw lust in front of him. But then, his elbow brushed the door.

Creaaaak.

The door pushed open wider.

"What the fuck?!" the woman's eyes snapped open in horror as she spotted a strange man standing at her doorway, watching her in the most private of moments.

"Busted," Pix chuckled and immediately vanished, dissolving from sight and leaving Max completely exposed.

Max stood frozen at the doorway, panic surging through his veins. Beads of sweat began to cascade down his face as his mind raced for any possible excuse that could save him now.