SSS NETORI SYSTEM: I Stole Every Milf Around Me!

Fiona’s eyes widened as she saw her. "Carmilla?" she said.

Carmilla gave a small nod.

Nyle glanced between them. "Wait, you know her?" he asked, eyes locked on Fiona.

"Yes," Fiona nodded. "We were college friends."

Carmilla nodded in agreement, but her gaze shifted back and forth between Fiona and Nyle. Her finger tapped rhythmically against her thigh as her mind raced with dirty thoughts.

Fiona easily read the suspicious expression on her face. "Thanks for letting me use the toilet, Nyle. You’re a lifesaver," she said with a warm smile.

Nyle looked confused for a second, but it didn’t take him long to catch on.

"It’s my pleasure, ma’am," he replied, matching her tone.

Fiona casually stepped through the doorway while gathering her hair into a ponytail. "I’ll have to call a plumber now," she murmured as she walked past Carmilla.

Carmilla stood frozen for a moment. But the second Fiona disappeared into her apartment, the pieces clicked into place.

’Oh, I see. Okay, got it,’ she thought, then turned toward the stairs to climb up.

*Thud*

***

At the donut shop, Nyle entered through the back door, hung his bag on the wall hook, and headed toward the washroom.

Queena had just stepped inside the toilet as Nyle opened the door.

*Yawn~*

Nyle walked over to the sink, washed his hands thoroughly with a bar of soap, then opened the system menu and checked his profile.

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<{ Profile }>

Name: Nyle Frost

Age: 23

Level: 3 [ Reach lvl 4 to get a legendary skill chest ]

Exp: 800/1000

Upgrade Points: 03

Strength: 6% [+]

Stamina: 6% [+]

Charm: 2% [+]

Luck: 2% [+]

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"What? A legendary skill?!" Nyle exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise.

Excitement surged through him, along with a strong urge to check his daily tasks right away. But before closing the panel, he paused for a moment and stared at his stats.

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Strength: 6% [+]

Stamina: 6% [+]

Charm: 2% [+]

Luck: 2% [+]

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Maybe later.

...

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<[ Daily Tasks ]> <[ 13:21:09 remaining ]>

1. Seduce a MILF and give her a facial. Reward: 100Exp, 2TC.

2. Test a stamina capsule. Reward: 50Exp, 1UP.

3. Deepthroat a MILF for ten minutes straight without pulling your cock out. Once out, the timer will reset automatically. Reward: 250Exp, 2TC, 3UP.

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As Nyle was reading through the tasks, Queena stepped out of the toilet and stood beside him. She began washing her hands thoroughly at the sink.

"Status," he whispered instinctively.

Nothing appeared.

Nyle furrowed his brows. Then a quick realization hit him, that his Inspect skill didn’t work on women who weren’t Milfs.

"What are you looking at?" Queena asked, wiping her hands with a towel.

"Hm? Nothing," he replied, then turned to grab a hairnet.

Queena glanced at him and noticed a red bite mark on his neck. Her eyes widened as she leaned in closer and pointed excitedly.

"Is that a love bite?"

Nyle replied calmly, unaware of how obvious it was. "What are you talking about?"

"Wait, that is a love bite," she said.

He casually twisted his neck in front of the mirror and saw it — a deep reddish hickey on the side of his neck.

"Ow... shit," he muttered.

Queena smiled and let out a small laugh, covering the lower half of her face with the towel.

"What’s so funny?" Nyle asked, his face turning slightly red.

She didn’t say a word, just kept smiling while staring at his neck.

"It’s not. It’s just a mosquito bite," Nyle said.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, he rubbed soap on his fingers and began scrubbing the spot. After washing it gently and wiping it with the towel, the mark still hadn’t faded — not even a little.

*Kachak*

A camera shutter sound echoed in the room. Nyle immediately turned toward her. Queena reacted fast and shoved her phone into the pocket of her denim shorts.

"Give me that," Nyle demanded.

She looked up innocently, trying to avoid his gaze. "What? Oh, I just remembered something

important," she said, then took a few steps past him.

Nyle stepped forward and blocked her path, reaching toward her pocket. She resisted and moved sideways.

Nyle followed.

...

While they were struggling, Antonio suddenly entered the bathroom and saw them — Queena with her hand raised backward near the sink, and Nyle trying to reach it.

Both of them froze.

Queena seized the opportunity and quickly slipped past him, leaving the room with a mischievous smile on her face.

As she walked past Antonio, he greeted her cheerfully. "Good morning!"

To his surprise, she completely ignored him as if he wasn’t even there.

*Thud*

Nyle adjusted his T-shirt and turned back to the mirror, desperately trying to think of a way to get rid of the mark.

Antonio calmly turned on the tap and began washing his hands. His eyes flicked to the mirror and landed on the hickey on Nyle’s neck. His eyes widened in shock.

’No, don’t tell me... Don’t tell me she...’ he thought, staring at him.

Nyle began scratching roughly at the skin, trying to blend the hickey into the surrounding area.

Soon, the skin around his neck turned red, making the evidence even more obvious at first — but it also helped camouflage the distinct shape of the bite.

’Hmm... better than nothing,’ Nyle thought, then turned toward the exit. "Oh, good morning, Antonio," he said with a neutral expression.

Antonio glanced at him before quickly looking back at the mirror. "Hm, good morning," he replied flatly.

*Thud*

...

Soon, one after another, the employees arrived. As usual, Simon was the last to show up. By the time he arrived, Nyle had already delivered three boxes of donuts and handed them over to Queena.

Yet whenever Queena came into the room, Antonio would glance at Nyle from the corner of his eye.

But he found nothing unusual — just normal coworker behavior.

Franco, carrying a tray of raw donuts, noticed Antonio’s behavior and smiled. "Ant, if you really like her, just say it. Be brave."

Antonio turned to Franco, his eyes filled with a mix of jealousy and hatred.

"What’s the worst that could happen? It’s either a yes or a no," Franco said, dropping the tray beside his station. "C’mon don’t be shy."

"I know, but... that new guy," Antonio murmured.

Franco turned toward him. "You mean Nyle?"