Chapter 2: Again?

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The loud sound made me flinch and wake up in a daze. When I came to my senses I remembered that I did not have an alarm clock.

In confusion, reaching out to turn off the annoying noise, I froze for a moment, looking at my hand. I remembered what had happened.

I was pulled into the world of an erotic game that I barely ever looked into.

And in addition to this, I became the sister of the heroine.

I turned off the alarm and got out of bed.

Remembering yesterday's shame, I wanted to get lost somewhere. How could you do otherwise when you are caught doing such an embarrassing thing?

To make matters worse, it was, in a sense, my new sister.

<<Now thinking about it, what should I do? Do I have this body’s memory or not?>>

Trying to pretend like I wanted to remember something, pictures appeared in my head at that moment.

There were clear images of the (new) sister in the pictures.

These were memories; by experimenting I realized that I could look at any memories that the original owner had.

In a way it's good that I didn't integrate the memories directly, as it might have even distorted my personality.

After digging deeper, I came across an image of my new sister completely naked in the bathroom–from such beauty I felt heat on my face and hastily changed my thoughts.

Soon I learned about my sister.

<<Her name is Vanessa and my new name is Amber.

Our last name is Florence, and judging by the pictures in recent years, they do not get along very well; now I understand why she had such a cold look earlier.>>

Other than that, this family has a secret, and the secret is that this family is a demon hunter family.




Like cliches in other novels, their parents died fighting demons.

In this world, there are organizations of demon slayers, but there are also families that kill demons on their own.

And the Florence family is one of them.

<<Fuck, even though I played the game for a little less than 10 minutes, I didn’t even know that there were demons…and what should I do now? Unlike Amber–or, me, I guess–Vanessa clearly has a talent for destroying demons.

But I’m weak, so does that mean that I’m left hiding behind my sister, even though inside I’m still a man?>>

When I mentally cursed and tried to at least think of something, a blinking circle caught my eye.

When I turned my attention to this circle, as if it realized this, it increased in size and changed shape.

As a result, a square window filled my vision, on which there was information on the left, a portrait of my new body dressed in a sexy nightgown in the center, and a table of empty cells that looked exactly like the inventory in the game on the right.

For a few seconds, my gaze was focused on the center portion, studying every inch.

Realizing that my thoughts had gradually begun to go in the wrong direction, I tried to calm myself and looked to the left.

There was information and characteristics.




Name: Amber Florence, Lv. 4

Experience Points: 3765/4000

Free Attribute Points: [10]

====Attribute Categories====

1-9 Weak | 10-15 Normal | 15-25 Peak | 25-45 Superhuman | 45-50 ????

====Physical Attributes====

Strength: 7

Dexterity: 8

Constitution: 6

====Spiritual Attributes====

Mana: 3

Mind: 17

Will: 10

====Skills====

[EXPAND]




Looking at all the parameters, it clearly imitated something like a game interface.

When I looked at the skills that were hidden, I had the intent to view them, and they expanded out into a list.

There were skills such as cooking, cleaning, learning ability, walking, running and so on.

The categories of skill levels were also written at the top.

[Novice]-[Proficient]-[Master]-[????]

Many skills, all of which were everyday, were at the beginner or experienced level. After that, my eyes fell on the free attribute points.

According to the instructions, it’s clear that now I’m a weakling–not even the norm–but now 10 points of characteristics are written. If it really works, I can at least get a little stronger.

But what should I improve, Strength or Dexterity?

I think improving speed is better, so that I can at least run away if necessary.

Using my intent again, I clicked on the Dexterity tab, 10 times.

Then a window appeared at the bottom.

[Accept changes?]

Pressing yes, I immediately felt a shiver all over my body. I don’t know where the warm sensation that engulfed my body came from.

It didn't last long.

After that, when the sensations had passed, I felt lightness in my whole body. I tested my speed with a blow, and it was amazing.

The speed was so fast that for a moment I stopped trusting my eyes.

Again looking at the characteristics, nothing has changed except Dexterity.

And so it turned out that it really works, and logically, I can get more stat points when I level up.

<<So how can I level up? And…is it possible to increase the skill level of skills?>>

In most games, repeating the same action can cause the related skill level to rise.

After thinking for a while, I started waving my arms without thinking.

This went on for several minutes, but it still failed to create a skill like {Punching} or anything similar.

Sighing, I wanted to try something else, but at that moment there was a loud knock on the door.

“Did you wake up? I’ve already cooked dinner, so come serve yourself.”

 <<After such a loud knock, you still ask if the other side has woken up? It was clearly done on purpose.>>

I glared at the door until I heard her go down. I looked at the closet, where there were a lot of clothes.

After rummaging through my memory, I found out that today is the beginning of a new semester, and Amber also has to go to high school.

Her sister has already finished school, and will go to the academy–apparently everything that happens in the game takes place there.

There, the heroines will gather near the hero. To be honest, I'm jealous; I wasn’t lucky enough to become the hero and get a harem of my own.

The thought made my mood drop. To be honest, all I wanted to do was to hug my new sister, lie on the bed, and do all sorts of dirty things with her.

But after checking my memory, I learned that the other side became very cold two years ago.

And in those memories, nothing ever pointed as to why.

In a single day, her character seemed to turn 180 degrees.

After searching through the closet filled to the brim with clothes, I eventually found the classic school clothes–a white top and skirt for girls.

And now, looking at these clothes, I realized that I would be able to see everything from below if I made a mistake, and some others might even see my panties.

<<I have no choice but to wear this, because Vanessa is very strong, and if I don’t, she will force me to.>>

Gritting my teeth, I finally made up my mind, and took the clothes, laying them on the bed. Overwhelmed by all the pretty colors, I began to unbutton a thin nightgown, unclasping the first button, when I spotted out of the corner of my eye the chest of my new body, albeit with the most important bits nestled underneath a bra.

They were medium in size, and even though I couldn't see them in full, my heartbeat wouldn't stop when I looked down.

The pants had a knot that I stretched and untangled, and then removed them.

It was such a breathtaking performance, stroking the white slender legs, that I couldn't help but sigh.

My gaze turned and fell on the closet. Even though I had moved my clothes here so as not to look at myself in the mirror until I got used to it, now a feeling of desire gripped me.

Approaching the closet, I opened it again, and in there I saw a sexy girl with only underwear.

Black hair filed over her shoulders, and except for her chest, which was covered by a black bra, and her groin, which was covered by black panties, the rest was open for all to see.

Excitations similar to yesterday seized me, and I clearly felt it.

My breathing quickened, and there was no time to think, as my hand reached out and grabbed my breast.

A tender feeling swept through the palm of my hand at the same time as pleasure penetrated through my chest.

The same situation as earlier happened and I couldn't help but let out a groan.

I myself understood my new condition, which would have never groaned with pleasure in a past life. Although it was embarrassing, the pleasure outweighed it.

“What the hell are you doing?”

A loud voice was heard at the same time as the door was opened.

I froze in a pose holding my chest with one hand and the other hand already laying on the inside of my thighs.

Chapter end