SSS NETORI SYSTEM: I Stole Every Milf Around Me!

Nyle turned around quickly. Queena emerged from the toilet, her eyes narrowed as she fixed her gaze on him.

She stepped forward and began washing her hands in the sink — saying nothing.

"You heard it, didn’t you?" Nyle said, his tone hesitant, breaking the awkward silence.

Queena turned to face him and lifted her gaze to the mirror. "I mean... it would be a lie if I said no," she said, shaking the water from her hands and drying them with a towel.

"Hm... got it." Nyle shook his head softly, his voice dropping low. "But, I just want to clear something up," he said, pointing a finger upward. "I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not what it looks like."

"Yeah yeah... I know how men are in this city," she replied, already walking toward the exit.

Nyle raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Queena opened the door, glanced back at him, and answered just before the door clicked shut. "Pervert."

*Thud*

Nyle turned toward the mirror. He was all set — arms freshly washed, hairnet securely in place. Just as he was about to head for the exit, his phone vibrated once again.

Another video from Fiona, but this time, it was a ten-second clip. From the thumbnail, he could clearly see her riding him in POV style.

Nyle lowered the volume and watched.

...

The video was intense. Her breathing came heavily, her sultry voice never stopping, as if she were enjoying every second of it. By the time it ended, his cock was rock hard like Nokia 3310.

Nyle swiped the notification away and added her to his contacts, naming her MILK Next-Door. He waited until his erection subsided, then left.

In the kitchen, almost everyone was already there except Simon — his partner.

"Where is Simon?" Nyle asked calmly.

Antonio, who was filling the fryer with a bucket of refined oil, replied in a calm tone, "Don’t worry about him. He’s on his way."

Nyle gave a soft nod and turned toward his counter.

Franco, on the other hand, finished filling a rack with donuts, slid it into the oven, and walked over to him.

"Nyle, give me your phone number. I’ll add you to the official group," Franco said, his tone friendly.

Nyle calmly recited his number. Franco immediately added him to the Delicacy Donuts official group.

Then he returned to his counter, making another batch of donuts.

The shop’s normal opening time was 10:00 AM sharp, and it was currently 9:41 AM.

There was still a little time left, but everyone had been instructed to arrive early — before 9:30 AM, as per the rules.

*Ting*

Simon’s message popped up in the group chat, accompanied by a one-time photo of him stuck in traffic.

The group included all staff members, including the two baristas Nyle hadn’t met yet.

The female barista’s name was Alena, and the male one was Gus — clearly written on their bios. Nyle scrolled, his gaze then dropped to Lana.

He clicked on her profile picture — surprisingly, it was public, and he saw her standing in a bikini on a beach, a white duck floatie around her waist and sunglasses covering her eyes.

Nyle tried to take a screenshot, but the privacy settings prevented it. Lastly, the group admin was Dover, whose profile picture showed a santa clause with a brown moustache that looks like Mario.

Suddenly, a holographic screen flashed before his eyes.

<[ Daily Tasks! ]>

’Shit... how did I forgot?!’ he muttered to himself.

Nyle quickly swiped his right hand through the air and opened the system menu.

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<{ Daily Tasks }> <[ 14:19:03 remaining ]>

1. Buy and test an Aphrodisiac Capsule on a MILF. Reward: 2TC, 200 Exp.

2. Buy and test an Attractive Capsule on a MILF. Reward: 2TC, 200 Exp.

3. Fuck a MILF for at least 10 minutes non-stop. Pulling out your cock will reset the timer. Reward: 3 TC, 3 UP, 400 Exp.

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Reading the tasks carefully, Nyle checked his remaining coins — only one Trade Coin left.

’So I only get one shot, huh? One opportunity,’ he thought, a nervous chuckle escaping him.

*Clack*

Simon burst into the kitchen, huffing and puffing. Everyone turned to look at him.

"Good morning, Simon," Antonio said with a warm smile.

Simon greeted him back and immediately rushed toward the washroom, raising one hand high as he waved at everyone.

Nyle watched as Simon disappeared from the kitchen. "What happened to him?" he asked.

Antonio gave a warm smile. "Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it."

Nyle glanced at him in confusion.

*Vrr... Vrr...*

Nyle’s phone vibrated with a new notification — a message from Lana in the group chat.

Lana: I’ll be there in an hour. Until then, take care of things, everyone.

Queena, Gus, and Alena instantly replied with a thumbs-up emoji.

"Great," Nyle murmured.

...

An hour later, Lana entered through the back door and stepped straight into the kitchen. Removing her sunglasses, her eyes swept across the room — Nyle and Simon working at their stations — dipping the donuts in vanilla cream. Franco adding yeast for the next fermentation batch, and Antonio frying donuts with sweat glistening on his forehead.

"Good morning, boys," she said, her tone warm and energetic.

Everyone, including Nyle, turned toward her and greeted her back. She smiled warmly and began her usual round, walking from counter to counter to check on everything.

It was her daily routine.

Nyle studied her like an open book: beige leggings, a plain brown oversized T-shirt, black heels, a lady’s bag slung over her arm, and a can of Goka-Gola in her hand.

A faint smirk tugged at his lips, as if he understood where he had to drop the capsule.

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[ Attraction Capsule has been purchased. The item has been added to the inventory. ]

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With that, he waited patiently, keeping a close eye on her movements. Lana placed her can near the water filter and walked over to Antonio.

She dipped the oil temperature checker into the fryer, carefully testing the heat. Then moved to the dough station and inspected the softness and quality of the dough.

Finally, she turned toward the cream station where Nyle and Simon were working.