Super Rich System

4 Approaching Aunt Luna

Luna let out a long sigh, placing her work bag on the sofa before sitting down. "Auntie is so tired today. Want to make some tea first, Vin? Or have you had dinner yet?"

Vino stood at the threshold of his room, his hands cold and sweaty. That countdown echoed in his head—48 hours. He had to start now, but how? Luna was his aunt, the person who had been like a mother to him for years. Flirting with her? It felt like betraying everything. But that mechanical voice was clear: sleep with Luna, or there would be another victim. His heart was beating fast, his feet took a step forward, then stepped back again.

"Uh, Auntie... Auntie looks tired huh," Vino muttered, his voice trembling. He forced a smile, but his lips were stiff like wood. "Maybe... Auntie needs a massage? I can massage Auntie's shoulders. Auntie often says they're sore."

Luna turned her head, her eyebrows raised slightly in surprise. "A massage? You? Usually you're the one who gets sleepy when Auntie asks for help around the house." She laughed lightly, but her gaze was still worried. "No need, Vin. Auntie will just take a shower first. You go rest, your face is really pale."

Vino bit his lip inwardly. Failed. But he could not back down. He moved forward again, his hands trembling as he touched Luna's shoulder gently—the first touch that felt wrong, but that entity must be watching. "Seriously, Auntie. Let me help. Auntie always takes care of me. Now it's my turn." His voice was hoarse, his eyes avoiding direct contact, but he massaged gently, his fingers pressing into the tense muscles of Luna's neck. The familiar scent of her perfume stung his senses, making his stomach queasy and strange at the same time.

Luna shrugged her shoulders, but did not refuse. "Alright then, just for a little while okay. You're so weird today, Vin. What's going on?" She closed her eyes for a moment, relaxed, while Vino panicked inside. This was wrong. This was crazy. But his hands kept moving, a little bolder, going down to her back. "Auntie... Auntie is so beautiful when she's relaxed like this. Like... a girl in her twenties."

Luna opened her eyes, laughing again but this time somewhat awkwardly. "What are you saying, Vin? What's with you? Don't joke around weirdly." She got up slowly, releasing Vino's hands, and walked to the bathroom. "Auntie is going to shower first. Go cook some instant noodles if you're hungry."

Vino collapsed onto the sofa, his breath ragged. He had tried, but going back and forth like this felt torturous. The countdown was running—47 hours 59 minutes. Tonight was just the beginning.

Vino sat silently in the quiet living room, listening to the sound of water trickling from the bathroom. His mind was in turmoil. He had just tried, but it felt awkward, wrong, and not successful at all. How could he "seduce" Luna? Luna was his aunt, the only person who cared about him in this city. It felt like soiling something sacred. But the threat was real. Mr. Tono, their neighbor, had already become a victim.

"Vino, dinner is ready!" Luna's voice broke the silence. She came out of the kitchen, already changed into casual clothes, her wet hair tied up carelessly. Her fresh scent seemed to sweep away all the filth from Vino's mind, yet also reminded him of that terrible mission.

Vino walked to the dining table with heavy steps. Luna had already placed a bowl of fried rice in front of him. "Why are you so quiet, Vin? That's not like you."

Vino stared at the fried rice, having no appetite at all. He lifted his gaze, trying to find the right expression. "Auntie... thank you, okay. Auntie is so good to me." This time, he tried a more subtle approach, more emotional. Maybe showing how much he appreciated Luna could be a way in?

Luna smiled gently. "You're Auntie's nephew. Already like my own child. Why wouldn't Auntie take care of you?"

"Yeah, that's the thing..." Vino cleared his throat, searching for words. "I was thinking, Auntie is... so perfect. Kind, beautiful, smart, independent. How come no one has won your heart yet?" He tried to sound casual, a little flirtatious, but it still felt strange on his tongue. He even avoided looking directly into Luna's eyes, afraid his honesty would be exposed.

Luna chuckled, shaking her head. "You're so funny, Vin. Matters of soulmates can wait. Right now Auntie is focusing on work first. Besides, Auntie already has you. Not lonely either." She winked, and Vino felt like he had been struck by lightning. Not lonely either. Those words, in the middle of this crazy mission, felt incredibly ironic and painful.

Vino forced a smile. "But it's different, Auntie. Does Auntie want to be alone forever? No one to look after you, no one to love you besides me?" He deliberately emphasized the word "love," hoping it would sound ambiguous.

Luna snorted. "You, your way of talking is like you want to propose to someone." She picked up her plate and stood up. "Enough, eat that. Don't think about weird things too much."

Vino was frustrated. Luna was too innocent, or she was too good at hiding her feelings. Or maybe, there was simply no opening at all. This was harder than he had imagined. The mechanical voice in his head felt louder and louder. 47 hours.

Vino felt time ticking away, every second was a terrifying pressure. After the awkward conversation at the dinner table, he decided that a subtle approach would not be enough. He had to be bolder, more direct. That night, he could not sleep. His mind was filled with images of Mr. Tono, then Luna's face, then the threat of that mechanical voice.

The next day, Vino waited for an opportunity. Luna usually came home from work around late afternoon. When the apartment door opened and Luna entered with weary steps, Vino was already standing in the living room, ready.

"Auntie, tired huh?" Vino asked, his voice trying to sound concerned, even though his heart was beating wildly. He approached, without hesitation taking Luna's work bag and placing it on the table. "Here, Auntie sit down. Let me massage you again okay? This time I'm serious."

Luna looked at Vino, there was a little surprise in her eyes, but also exhaustion. "What's with you, Vin? You've been so weird since yesterday. But alright then, a massage would be nice." She sat on the sofa, leaning her back against it.

Vino sat behind Luna, his hands slowly massaging her shoulders and neck. This time, his touch was steadier, bolder. He felt the tense muscles under his fingers. Luna's distinctive scent wafted to him again, making his brain a little messed up. He massaged down to her upper back, slowly shifting his hands, letting his fingers occasionally touch the soft skin of her arms.

"This feels good, Vin," Luna murmured, her eyes closed. "You're actually pretty good at massaging. Auntie is getting sleepy."

Vino took a deep breath. "Of course, Auntie. So that Auntie can relax." He kept massaging, deliberately prolonging his touch, and occasionally letting his palms linger longer on Luna's back. He could feel the warmth of Luna's body through her thin clothes. An unfamiliar boldness possessed him. "Auntie, I've been thinking... Auntie is really beautiful, you know. Seriously."

Luna chuckled softly. "You're such a flirt, Vin." But this time, she did not immediately stop or change the subject. She just stayed silent, enjoying Vino's massage.

Vino felt there was an opening. He grew bolder. Slowly, his hands moved up again, past her shoulders, and this time, his fingers slipped into the soft strands of Luna's hair at the nape of her neck, stroking gently. The touch felt very intimate. Luna gasped slightly, but did not pull away. Instead, she leaned back a little, as if allowing Vino to get closer.

"Auntie doesn't mind?" Vino whispered, his voice hoarse. His heart was beating like a war drum. This was the boundary line.

Luna opened her eyes, staring straight ahead. A faint smile was etched on her lips. "What's with you today, Vin? So sweet. Auntie is getting suspicious." She did not return the touch, but she also did not refuse. Her body remained relaxed under Vino's massage. "Just continue, Auntie likes it."

Vino felt a little relieved, but also increasingly panicked. Luna did not refuse! He took this as a signal, as a 'green light' to go further, even though his heart was screaming inside that this was wrong. His hands grew bolder, stroking Luna's hair more intensely, then going down again to her shoulders, massaging slightly toward her upper chest, almost touching the neckline of her clothes.

"Auntie really doesn't belong to anyone?" Vino asked again, trying to provoke a reaction. This time, he leaned his body forward slightly, so that his breath could be felt near Luna's ear.

Luna closed her eyes again, letting out a long sigh. "You... are so nosy. What does it matter if Auntie belongs to someone or not?"

Vino felt hot and cold at the same time. Was this the response that entity wanted? Or was he just playing himself?