Chapter 5: -100, Hatred
"Graduation is just around the corner. I have to participate in the New Era Girl Group audition at school this time! It would be amazing if I could become a member of their girl group! Otherwise, I'll really have no choice but to come back and work in a factory like my sister!"
The art college Clara attended was only a second-rate university, unlike top-tier art schools whose graduates were often signed by entertainment companies or provided with job placements.
Most students at her school ended up returning to their hometowns to find work or struggling to seek opportunities in big cities.
Although Clara excelled in dance and was among the most attractive in her class, she wasn't considered the most outstanding in her entire school.
Art colleges were brimming with beautiful women like her.
Moreover, many students had connections or family backgrounds that secured their futures.
Some were even already being supported by wealthy patrons who had arranged their careers for them.
Clara without any background or willingness to follow in the footsteps of some classmates who were supported by wealthy patrons, had been eliminated in the earlier rounds of selection at school.
This left her feeling a bit worried.
"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore! I believe I can do it!"
Clara waved her hand as if to dispel the worries in her mind. She turned over, sat up from the bed, grabbed a bathrobe, and walked into the bathroom.
The sound of water began to flow.
"Drip, drip…"
"Let wind blow through my long hair, let it guide my dreams…"
Along with the dripping of the water, a melodious and pleasant voice echoed from the bathroom.
Clara loved singing and admired boys who could sing well. However, her pitch control wasn't particularly good, and her singing at school was considered average at best.
It wasn't one of her standout strengths.
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"Click, click, click…"
The sound of an electric door opening echoed as Harry parked his car and quickly walked upstairs with two cups of Starbucks Iced Shaken Lemon Tea in hand.
Although Harry didn't particularly enjoy Starbucks, he deliberately bought it because he knew his sister-in-law, Clara, had a fondness for exquisite luxury items.
While Starbucks might not taste great, it held an irresistible appeal for these petty-bourgeois university girls.
Simply put, it had an aura of sophistication.
"Drip, drip…"
"In the time of the past and the future... laughing at my mundane life... just look at me, don't let your beauty sleep alone..."
As soon as Harry walked up the stairs, he immediately heard a melodious and pleasant singing.
Coupled with the sound of flowing water, Harry quickly realized that his sister-in-law was taking a bath!
"Hiss!!~~~"
Harry took a deep breath when he thought of his sister-in-law graceful and attractive body, which was right in front of him, naked and being washed by the shower water.
He couldn't help but feel his blood boiling!
His face turned red, and his crotch became uncontrollably hard, forming a small tent.
Harry tiptoed up the stairs, sneaked to the bathroom, and eavesdropped on the sounds inside.
Perhaps because the sound of the flowing water was too loud and Clara was too engrossed in singing, she didn't notice that he had returned.
Otherwise, she certainly wouldn't sing while taking a bath.
The beauty is separated from me by a thin wooden door...
what to do?
As long as you open the door, you can see the perfect body that you have been thinking about day and night.
That's all nakedness.
Those long naked legs...
Those round and full snow-white breasts...
And that perky peach buttocks...
There is no one else at home now, just the two of them, a man and a woman!
Look at the time, his parents-in-law and wife won't be off work for another three or four hours!
If I were to rape my sister-in-law, the naked and meticulous sister-in-law would definitely not be able to resist! !
Harry always fantasized that one day he would be able to see his sister-in-law's alluring breasts and naked peach buttocks.
Now is the best opportunity!
Anyway, even if you fail, or are exposed after the rape, you can be reborn immediately!
As the door handle was pressed, Harry's heart skipped a beat.
"Click!"
Huh?!
It wouldn't press down?!
Damn it!
The door was locked from the inside!
"Ah!~~~ Who?! Who's outside?!! Brother-in-law! Is that you?!"
Hearing the sound of the door being tried, a panicked scream erupted from the bathroom.
"Brother-in-law!! You! Don't come in!! I'm taking a shower!!"
At this point, Harry was unwilling to stop halfway!
He stepped back, raised his leg, and kicked the wooden door hard.
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, the fragile wooden door was kicked open by Harry!
"Ah!!!!~~~~ Brother-in-law!! Are you crazy? What are you trying to do?!! Get out!! If you leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened!!"
Clara, panic-stricken, hastily covered her chest and private parts with her hands. Trembling with fear and shame, she locked herself inside the shower stall and stared at Harry with a mixture of anger and dread.
Her perfect figure!
Clara's delicate and slender hands couldn't fully cover her ample, round breasts.
The wet breasts were trembling, revealing a piece of snow-white.
Her long, smooth legs, covered in glistening water droplets, pressed tightly together. Her left leg slightly lifted, adopting a defensive posture.
Harry's eyes turned bloodshot, and saliva nearly dripped from his mouth!
[Current state: Anger, shame, fear, terror, horror, disgust, contempt]
[Intimacy: -100 (-80 Very Disgusted)]
Two rows of transparent prompts instantly appeared above Clara's head.
"Clara, I like you so much! Just give yourself to me!! Don't blame me! I really can't hold back anymore!!"
Harry declared with a greedy and crazed expression, his voice trembling.
With that, he lunged toward Clara without hesitation.
[Intimacy: -20 (-100 Hatred)]
[Ding! Mission failed! Rebirth initiated!]
Just as Harry was about to embrace Clara wet, naked body, an electronic synthesized voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
Immediately after, the world spun around him.
When Harry opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had drastically changed, resetting to the moment before he went upstairs with the milk tea in hand.