Chapter 41.
As long as he gives her a Daddy vibe, he can increase her affection?
It really is like that!
At least in the early stages of the conquest, this trick was clearly effective.
"Mmm, a very pleasant aroma, and the color of the tea is superb."
"Miss Haruhime has wonderful skills."
Eugene knew next to nothing about tea, so he just gave her exaggerated praise.
"Not at all, you flatter me."
But even so, Haruhime still showed a genuine smile.
The confusion Eugene caused when he first entered the room had completely vanished.
"Miss Haruhime, how old are you?"
Eugene continued to use the formal, Far Eastern tone to try and connect with her.
Although she was a courtesan, Haruhime had never allowed any of her customers to touch her body.
Because she was cowardly.
This is one of the more ridiculous aspects of the author's setting.
She would faint upon seeing a man's collarbone. Do women like this really exist in the world?
If she saw a reader's eight-pack abs, wouldn't she bleed to death from a nosebleed?
In short, because she would faint before anything serious happened, the customers completely lost interest and left disappointed.
Haruhime remained a virgin up to this point.
But the silly girl didn't realize this herself, thinking she was very experienced.
It's truly something unheard of for "customer experience" and "bedroom experience" to be mismatched.
After chatting for a while, Haruhime was no longer as nervous as she was at first.
Her gaze softened, and a touching smile hung on her lips.
"Master Eugene, you are a very kind person."
"Unlike the other masters, you are very considerate of my feelings."
Haruhime wasn't stupid and knew Eugene was trying to charm her.
However, there was still a difference in their understanding.
Haruhime thought Eugene wanted her body and that this whole act was just foreplay.
Eugene, however, had different plans; he was playing the long game.
If I don't fully conquer you, how can I steal your heart and extract your magic?
Furthermore, without doing this, how can I rescue you from the pit that is the Ishtar Familia?
Okay, fine, in the end, I still want her body.
Speaking of the Ishtar Familia in the original work, they were truly ambitious but lacked capability.
The entire Familia, with only one Level 5 and one Level 4, actually thought they could take on the Freya Familia by relying on Haruhime's Level Boost.
Please! The Freya Familia's visible combat power alone includes one Level 7, three Level 6s, and four Level 5s. Each one is a top figure at their level, and together they once slaughtered an army of eighty thousand enemy soldiers.
You want to challenge them with a temporary level upgrade?
Even with two hidden Level 6 foreign aids, that's only three high-level combatants, which isn't even enough to deal with the strongest adventurer, the "Juggernaut" Ottar, who is Level 7, by himself.
The remaining cannon fodder, one by one, won't be a match for two Level 6s.
With this level of strength, how dare she dream such a delusional dream?
The final result, naturally, was nothing but loss.
The Pleasure Quarter went up in flames, decades of business reduced to ashes.
Familia members were either killed or wounded.
The Level 5 Captain was smashed to death by a single punch from Ottar, and the foreign aid never showed up due to complications.
"Sigh... Recklessness can't be stopped."
Eugene looked at the slightly shy girl before him and didn't move on to the next step.
He gently reached out his hand, suppressed the urge, and pressed Haruhime, who was leaning forward, back into her original position.
"Miss Haruhime, you are being too forward."
He chuckled and shook his head, causing Haruhime to blush and lower her head shyly.
But the next second, the Fox Person girl's tail shot straight up, as if it had received a massive jolt.
It was his hand.
Eugene had grasped her fair, boneless hand.
As the second man to truly touch her skin, besides her father, Haruhime's heart immediately leaped into her throat.
Her eyes began to tremble, and her breathing became incredibly rapid.
Her chest rose and fell dramatically, as if something was about to burst out.
"Deep breath."
Eugene's expression was calm, his tone commanding.
"Maintain your composure."
This stern instruction was like a blast of cold air in a stuffy sauna, instantly sobering Haruhime from the brink of fainting!
It was the tone of a father-ingrained in her DNA, impossible to resist.
"Phew, good thing it worked." Eugene mumbled internally.
If Haruhime fainted, he would have to come back tomorrow.
Guiding the girl's breathing to gradually calm down, Eugene finally released her hand.
"How do you feel?" he asked with a smile. "A man's hand."
Haruhime's face, flushed with white and red, lowered in embarrassment.
Her soft voice was intermittent: "Very, very large, and very warm..."
"That's right, although it's different, that's all there is to it."
Eugene reached out his hand once more, taking Haruhime's small hand.
This time, although she was still excessively shy, there was no sign of her fainting.
Because this kind of thing, once you do it, twice you... ahem, this kind of thing is no big deal to begin with.
"Miss Haruhime, I believe that intimate acts should be done only after a certain level of understanding has been established."
He opened his palm, placed her small hand on top of it, and moved his fingers, letting her feel the lines in his palm.
"Miss Haruhime, have you ever learned about these lines?"
Seeing her shake her head, Eugene continued to explain:
"This is the career line, this is the wisdom line, and this... is the life line."
Eugene's tone was sincere and comforting: "Miss Haruhime, your life line is very long. That is a good thing."
As he said this, he clearly noticed Haruhime's body seemed to tremble slightly.
Unlike the slight stiffness caused by shyness, this was a reaction from a deeper shock.
Haruhime was fated to die because of her power.
This was something the Ishtar Familia had decided long ago and would not be violated.
Haruhime had silently resigned herself to this fate.
However, the time for that was at least two months away, so Eugene didn't need to worry at all.
He pretended not to notice and continued explaining the girl's palmistry.
He didn't proceed to the next step until Haruhime's erect tail lowered and lay flat.
"Since this is our first meeting, it's difficult to truly understand each other's hearts."
"But we can start from the small details first."
Eugene raised his hand and interlocked his fingers with Haruhime's.
Enveloped by his strong, large hand, Haruhime's palm quickly became covered in fine sweat.
But Eugene's voice remained gentle, and he didn't seem to mind.
"The hand is the starting point of intimacy."
"Whether it's the touch between family or lovers, it always starts with the hands."
"The length of the fingers, the friction of the skin, the warmth of the palm-these all become the first, sweet impressions."
"And it is precisely because of this impression that people begin to anticipate the next step."
Eugene looked up, Haruhime's face was flushed crimson, and her emerald eyes, sparkling with tears of excitement, were incredibly radiant.
"I apologize... I was too presumptuous."
His heart seemed to soften due to the girl's tragic and beautiful expression, and he actively let go of Haruhime's hand.
"No, it's not your fault, Mr. Eugene."
Haruhime tried to take a breath, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She revealed an endearing smile: "It is already an honor for Haruhime, a humble and low-born person, to receive such gentle treatment."
"You are truly a very good, very thoughtful person."
Naturally.
Eugene puffed out his chest internally. He wasn't bragging.
In his previous life, seven or eight mistresses revolved around him, and he had every one of them firmly under control.
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