Infinite Evolution: My Idle Evolution System

Before this recent sequence of events, Flora hadn't minded being alone almost all the time. But now, with everything that had happened, she had no choice but to figure out how to speak with a man. Her end goal would be to fuck! She could do it!

With a newfound sense of determination, Flora clenched her fists and began to make her move.

Yet, at the very same moment she quietly slammed her desk and commenced her fuckfest march, an enchanting bluish silver-haired beauty raised her voice and jumped toward Cassius.

"You really beat them! That's my big, strong man for ya~!"

"...."

'What are you doing?' Cassius asked calmly, acting completely unresponsive to the pair of large, squishy breasts pressing up against his chest. Others in the classroom were also staring at him with flabbergasted looks on their faces, but he ignored them all the same.

Stella was unable to Voice Transmission the same way he could, but when she sneakily smirked, he could pretty much figure out her aim.

She wanted to take this opportunity to cement her relationship with Cassius in front of any boys who might've still had thoughts about her. This way, she could both get closer to him and shoo away any and all who believed they stood a chance with her.

It was essentially killing two birds with one stone!

Stella's smirk turned a little smug as she snuggled up to the exasperated man. She was enjoying every bit of his suffering, even more so knowing full well that this tactic of hers was helping him, too. She knew he knew this, which was why she was being so insufferably affectionate.

All of it was a lie!

Cassius must remain strong and steadfast! He cannot falter!

Meanwhile, Flora, who was sitting a few meters away, slumped into the back of her chair. Her face emulated the morass of depression she was in right now.

She had been rejected before even getting the chance to ask…
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What was more depressing than this?

Her gloomy aura multiplied when she realized that not even a few minutes ago, she couldn't care less about this new guy. Then, out of nowhere, she was suddenly forced to pursue him with the end goal of getting into his pants! Only to then be rejected without talking to him even once!

What better proof was there that Fate was a big b*tch than this very scenario!?

Flora lightly banged her head on her desk a few times, causing it to slightly crack. While listening to that silver-haired girl shamelessly flirt with her First Mark, she sunk deeper and deeper into despondency.

It wasn't until Elder Protector Violet's sluggish voice entered her ears once more that she left her state of misery. And her words… they changed everything for her.

'Young Miss, why are you so hung up on human customs? As Succubi, do you truly believe that a male being in a relationship with someone else has ever stopped us?? Plus, it's highly likely they're simply faking it.'

"!!!" Flora's grayed eyes brightened up as she realized the Elder was right.

What did it matter if he was dating someone else?? Who cared! She was a gawddamn Succubus!

Flora turned toward the extraordinarily handsome man who was currently the center of attention. Her orangish-blue eyes glazed over as she seductively licked her lips before pondering how she should go about ensnaring her little pretty man. Greed flooded her heart as she squirmed in place.

Just imagining how she would straddle him like a rodeo bull and drain him until nothing remained was enough to ignite the Succubus side of her! She was all in now! This man would be hers!!

"Daddy, he has to be mine!!"

A crazed shout bounced off the walls of a very old Castle as a deranged girl with long, luscious black hair stomped her feet below a high throne. On that throne was a pale-faced man with medium-length silver hair and a bulky physique. To the side of the throne was an unearthly beauty with similarly colored hair and eyes to her passionate daughter.

Bella's father, the man atop the throne, had a twitching smile scrunched up in anger. In contrast to his lividness, the drop-dead gorgeous Milf smiled fondly at the sight of her daughter.

With a voice seething in rage, Bella's father, Alaric Crestmore, said, "...I really was so stupid when I told that infuriating man I would give my daughter's hand in marriage to his son…"

"Fufu~" Carmilla Crestmore, mother of Bella Crestmore, giggled. Amused, she said, "Our daughter seems to strongly disagree with that, though."

"...Carmilla… You…" Alaric looked at his wife, his grievances clear as day. "...But my daughter… My precious daughter… How could she already be marrying? And to that man's son no less…"

Carmilla softly patted her husband's shoulder, not bothering to hide her amusement. "You silly daughter-con; just give it up and accept that a big bad wolf has snatched up your daughter~ Fufu~"

"...."

Alaric refused to believe that he was in love with this woman. Was he blind??

Observing her again, he immediately took back his words. He definitely wasn't blind back in the day. He knew exactly what he wanted, and she was every bit as beautiful as the day he first met her.

Alaric sighed before refocusing on his insane-looking daughter down below.

'She has already grown into a stunning woman…' he internally commented while staring at her palpable case of the crazies.

However, his fond expression quickly turned livid when he recalled the face of that womanizing bastard. And then there was that womanizing bastard's equally womanizing son. All bastards!

He had kept tabs on Cassius through his subservient vampires and knew full well what had happened since the boy's seal began to loosen.

At first, he was astonished that the boy's seal somehow loosened ahead of schedule, but his surprise swiftly transformed into anger when he watched the movements the boy made throughout the human world.

That kid would travel to different Gates, clear them, and then come out with one or more girls! And it didn't happen just once, but several times! That perverted boy was just as much of a pervert as his bastard father was!

Go one place, come out with more mouths to feed!

It must be f*cking genetic!

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