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Chapter 8 Daily Mission Unlocked
Author: Wichser
last update2023-07-14 13:11:47

I froze mid-step, forcing myself to make a neutral face. Play it cool, Pan. Let's get the cufflinks first. Ass-kicking and comeuppance will come for her later. "Morning, Christina. I was just... checking if any chores were left in the kitchen."

She laughed, a dry, tinkling laughter that didn't reach her eyes. "That's all you're good for, isn't it? You're stuck here polishing silver while Leo's out there conquering the world. He's student president, debate champ, and heir to the Osbourne empire."

"And you? An adopted mutt unworthy of the name. Dad should've left you in that orphanage gutter where he found you. At least then we wouldn't have to pretend that you're family."

As I clenched my jaw to contain my anger, Christina's gaze raked me up and down, lingering on my rumpled shirt like it was diseased. "Why do you look like you crawled under somewhere?"

"Something like that," I replied through pursed lips. How I'd like to crawl under your clothes and enjoy the seasonal fruits.

Christina scoffed. "Look at you—sweaty, soiled, and sneaky. What were you doing, anyway? Sniffing laundry again? God, you're a stain on this house. Leo would never stoop so low."

Ouch. That again. Leo—the golden boy, who was always held up like a trophy of the Osbourne family. I clenched my fists, the nails biting into my palms.

UNWORTHY. That was the script this wretched family drilled into me since I was in diapers. But now, things were different. With the system buzzing in my veins with supernatural skills, perhaps I could have my revenge.

I needed those golden cufflinks. The chain was right there in her back pocket.

Christina shifted on the stool, and the denim became more taut over the curve of her ass. It was a faint bulge, the gold glinting with invitation.

I just needed one quick grab, in and out. But how was that possible with the bitch watching me like a hawk?

Come on, universe! Distract the saintly bitch. Regardless, I had to make my move before she returned to her room, and the opportunity was lost forever.

I edged closer, really casual-like, grabbing a dish towel from the counter as a cover. "You know, Christina, you girls are always unfair to me. I pull my weight in the family. Remember last week's inventory when we had a house party? I saved you from that mix-up on the wine list."

She snorted, uncrossing her legs with a crinkling of fabric. "Did you just say you saved me? It was your job in the first place. I was just experimenting. Face it, Pan—you're the joke of our family, while Leo's the future. You are and always will be the footnote."

She hopped off the stool, turning to rinse her mug in the sink with her back to me now. Her ass presented itself like a gladiatorial challenge. The pocket was right there.

I walked towards her. Took three steps. I needed to grab and run.

But Christina twisted, glancing over her shoulder at me. "And stay out of my way tonight. The gala is for winners. My friends from the church are also invited, and I don't want them to know I have to share space with a godless heathen like you."

Ding! The system chimed in my head, uninvited. The blue screen flared open, its bold letters mocking my timing.

[DAILY CHALLENGE UNLOCKED]

[Challenge: Achieve your first butt grope]

[Target: Any female in a range of twenty feet]

[Time limit: 5 minutes] [Reward: Unknown, Penalty: Nosebleed]

[Explanation: A butt grope has to be on either ass cheek, with the entire hand, applying light to medium pressure, and a retention of at least 2 seconds]

What the hell? A butt grope? Now of all times? My brain stalled as if it had run out of fuel.

Was the system crazy? I had to get my hand on Christina's ass, and get a full squeeze out of it? With my sister? Oh, come on!

I was adopted, sure, but still... didn't it count as incestuous? The word twisted in my gut like I had eaten bad sushi. This wasn't some harem W*****n where the MC railed his entire family tree without a blink.

No, this was real life, and the system's challenge was twisted. She was the ice queen who'd sell me out for a pat on the head? If I grope her, war will break out.

I gulped anxiously as another odd feeling crept up on me. My eyes ventured to Christina's ass. It was firm and masterfully sculpted, begging for a palm print.

[00:04:58]

The timer had already started. Shit. My hand twitched, half-reaching for her, but I retracted it immediately. Noticing my movement, Christina turned fully now.

Her eyes narrowed, and she looked me right in the face. "What are you gawking at, creep? Do you have something to say before you crawl back to your hole?"

I swallowed anxiously, and my pulse roared as I took a deep breath. However, my body already raged with a sentiment that I had never felt this strongly before. LUST.

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