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Chapter 8: First Touch in the Library
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Artur’s long, adrenaline-fueled fingers touched the edge of Amel’s miniskirt, then quickly crept upward. He found the smooth skin of Amel’s inner thigh, just below the hem of the skirt.

Amel gasped, her brown eyes widening. She tried to scream, but the sound was choked in her throat by the oppressive silence of the library.

Artur held his breath. This was the crucial moment. Guilt slammed into him like a sledgehammer. He had just been beaten up trying to be a good hero, and now, for the sake of money and power, he was turning into a pervert. However, the system's drive, the vestiges of Goddess Alice's madness, kept him focused.

One second.

He felt Amel’s skin—it was incredibly smooth and slightly warm. Amel didn't move, only staring at Artur with a look of shock and a hint of... arousal?

Artur didn't know why, but his fingers touching Amel's thigh felt like sending an electric current throughout his body. It wasn't just a physical touch; it was as if he were channeling a wave of pure,
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