Chapter 6

I spent the entire day poring over the beginner's strategy guide. I'd thought it would be like a simple game walkthrough—just "do this, then that, done." But no, not even close. Whoever designed this damn coin system made it ridiculously complex. Still, having something to go on now that I didn't before was starting to make it click. It was like being trapped in a pitch-black room, then someone handing me a candle.

And these weren't just any stats—they varied wildly, and ranks weren't uniform either. What heroines could do differed massively from one to another. One might unlock a certain act at this stat level, another at that... As I started piecing it together, I realized something: that "wanna touch?" line I'd tried on Lea required stats way higher than what she had at the time. Hitting relationship level 7 was pure luck.

According to the guide, demanding actions beyond current stats could swing dozens or even hundreds of points across multiple categories—in a bad way.

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"Now that I've got the guide... gotta play it safe while I'm still a total noob."

For now, I'd focus on bumping all the family's FF ranks to F. At FF, there was basically nothing you could do.

Swish. Swish.

"Ah!! Haena sis!"

Like always, I fired one off to some incest porn, farming [Forbidden Love] coins.

But on top of the usual silver coin, a red one dropped too.

No way, sis again? Looks like she was peeking, just like last time.

Hold up. Can I exploit this?

If I jerked off at the exact same time every day and made sure sis noticed, I might farm this solid-statted [Watching] coin daily. Time to plot something... But for now, with a decent stock of [Incest] trait coins to break the [Family Relation] barrier, maybe test it out. Sis might find it awkward right now, though...

I scanned the house and headed to the living room. Lea was sprawled on the couch, glued to her smartphone. She was the most open with me anyway, so perfect target. I decided to feed her some coins and called out.

"Lea."

"Hm? What?"

She didn't even glance my way. I'd crammed 4 [House Cleaning] coins into her after last time's screw-up to patch things, but relationship was still at 1. What if I tried this?

"Ahem... cough-cough... Yes."

"Huh?"

Another receipt-style stat update scrolled up. Felt so satisfying every time—like recompense for past struggles.

"Ah."

I dumped every incest-tagged coin I'd hoarded (except Haena-exclusive ones) into her. Maybe the massive swing confused her, 'cause Lea looked dazed.

"Uh, just... whatcha doing?"

She snapped back to neutral at my casual question.

"Lookin' at my phone."

Wait, what? After all those stat boosts, why no clinginess? I frantically rescanned the receipt.

Ah. Zero relationship coins. Tactical retreat.

I left Lea to her phone and retreated to my room. I'd dumped the hoard thinking incest would come in handy soon...

Fuck, all no-emotion coins. I pulled up Lea's upgrade conditions and compared her stats.

Thanks to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the boosts, she met F-upgrade conditions. Just need to drop that damn Mental Wall to 90—no related coins yet, though. Time to farm [House Cleaning] and [It's So Clean] while grinding relationship properly.

——Weekend Morning

"Hoo! Suck!"

Morning jog as usual. But today was extra thrilling—jogging with Mom on the weekend.

"Son, you've improved a ton."

"This much is a breeze!"

Weeks of training had boosted my stamina big time. And that let me ogle her insane tits bouncing like crazy. Churn, churn. How many cups? No Magnifying Glass skill yet, so couldn't tell exactly, but they'd take two hands to barely cup. I wanted to bury my face in that massive rack and rub.

Whether she sensed my filthy thoughts or not, Mom made a proposal.

"Son, race Mom home?"

Race? Hardcore version of watching those tits and ass ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠jiggle. Instant yes.

"To the house? You're on!"

"Go!"

"Hey, Mom! Cheat!!"

Honestly, my stamina couldn't beat hers yet. But chasing from behind let me admire that swaying ass and the tits spilling sideways. Nice.

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"Hah... hah! Gotcha!"

Mom was already casually leaning against the wall out front. I hugged her from behind as an excuse to grind my crotch into her ass even a little. Rub rub. Pretending to be winded, I humped her cheeks—my dick stiffened right up.

"Ahem..."

Shit, gonna blow—pulled back quick.

"Haha! Good job. Let's shower and eat."

"Yeah."

Good, she didn't notice. Best reward ever. Then, a coin tinged down at my feet.

Whoa! Thought the jogging coin was early, but this unexpected gem dropped—instantly tackling my Mental Wall worry. [Back Hug], huh? Gotta hug from behind more often.

Grinning, I grabbed shower clothes and headed to the bathroom. How were my stats looking? I summoned the menu with practiced ease and checked.

Stamina up to 125 from last time— not just +25%, felt way bigger. Higher max seemed to reduce drain per action. Essential for harem sex life: insane stamina and libido. Gotta keep pumping 'em.

Plus, mirror me looked way better—fat shed, weirdly muscular despite just cardio? No slacking on aerobic grind. Stamina done for today; libido next? Regular incest porn at fixed time, like 8 PM when sis has no schedule. Lea's usually holed up, Mom watching dramas. Matches last catch too. Till then, basic routine farming.

Door already cracked—just enough for easy peeking. I fixed on the monitor and started stroking slow.

Swish. Swish.

But today, couldn't focus on the incest porn.

When's sis gonna peek?

Wanted to sneak glances at the door, but feared scaring her off if caught. Sis had ninja stealth—zero presence without heroine coins. Not even sure she'd show...

Just focus.

....

Stroke stroke stroke.

"Ugh! Haena sis!"

Couldn't concentrate on porn, so imagined sis and blew my load right there. No [Forbidden Love] without focus, right? As I grabbed tissue, a red coin sat on my thigh.

Wow. She came and watched. Upgraded version? No clue on conditions, but excitement surged knowing sis peeped. Gotta steal another panty from laundry for [Incest Fantasy] farming.

Heading out, I spotted sis—face beet red—heading to laundry. But she passed it and went straight to the bathroom.

This is gonna be fun.