Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System

Hugo's jaw hung open, his eyes practically popping out of his head as he stared at Loli.

To make things even crazier, his pupils seemed to have transformed into actual hearts. He looked like a male vixen at a Barbie music video!

'This isn't fair. This is beyond unfair. This should be illegal!' he thought wildly.
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Loli, standing in the middle of the door to her private dorm room, shifted nervously under his intense gaze.

"Uh… why are you staring at me like that, Hugo?" she asked shyly, brushing her hair behind her ear.

Her voice was soft, almost unsure, but it only made Hugo's internal chaos worse.

His brain short circuited. 'How am I supposed to answer that?' he screamed inwardly. He absolutely couldn't even calm himself down enough to form a coherent sentence.

It was simply because the woman of his dreams was right in front if him!

With no other option, he activated the Aura of Zen with a desperate mental command. A calm wave washed over him as he straightened up, plastering an innocent, dumb look on his face.

"Huh? Sorry, what did you say?" he asked, feigning cluelessness like a master.

But the calm didn't last long. His heartbeat ramped up again as his eyes involuntarily drifted back to her outfit.

Lord have mercy.

She was wearing pyjamas—simple, yes, but deadly. The shorts were criminally short, revealing smooth, toned legs that glowed in the soft room light.

Her shirt wasn't even buttoned all the way, exposing just enough of her curvy, voluptuous figure to drive any sane man insane.

What if she turned around...

Hugo slapped his cheeks mentally and activated the Aura of Alpha this time. His demeanor shifted instantly.

He tilted his head back slightly, his eyes narrowing in a way that screamed confidence. Now, he stared at her like she was a goddess descending from the heavens.

'This... this is a trap!' Hugo thought, his lewd inner monologue spinning out of control.

'She's wearing this on purpose to distract me! She thinks this is how she'll beat me at the game tonight? Hah! She's underestimated me! I'm immune to such… uh, distractions. Probably.'

Or not at all! He was willing to be distracted! Distract me Baby!

With a smile, Loli turned around and headed inside. Hugo followed after here with his head raised high with military precision.

'Don't look down... Don't look down... Don't look down...'

He did.

Her perky, round but squeezed the shorts to it's limits, straining with every motion and doing nothing to hide it's dazzling jiggles.

Her slender legs and narrow waist, coupled with those wide hips made Hugo's heart leap.

'F*ck!' Hugo was forced to activate the aura of zen again to control himself from literally screaming. He realized at this moment how weak his self control was.

As a future Casanova, he needed to work on this. He couldn't afford to be losing his cool now when his future opponents were 10s. But...

Could you blame him?!

Loli, seemingly unaware of his internal chaos, moved to the kitchen and returned with a massive sack.

With zero hesitation, she dumped the sack onto the couch next to her, and snacks spilled out like a treasure chest had been opened. Chips, cookies, candies—it was a mountain of junk food.

Hugo blinked, momentarily snapped out of his spiral. "Why the hell do you have so many snacks? Are you feeding an army?"

Loli plopped down on the couch and shrugged casually. "I always eat snacks when I'm gaming. It's a habit," she said, tearing open a bag of chips like it was no big deal.

Hugo stared at the pile again. "This isn't a habit. This is a lifestyle," he muttered. "Anyway, what game are we playing?"

Loli smirked, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "FIFA," she declared confidently.

"FIFA?!" Hugo's head snapped toward her, his eyes wide with disbelief. "You chose FIFA? Hilary, you do realize this is football, right? A man's game. You need manly instincts to play it. You don't stand a chance!"

Her smirk widened. "Oh, really? Big talk, Mr. Fernandez. Care to make it more interesting?"

Hugo's competitive instincts flared up. He grinned slyly. "Alright, let's make a bet. If I win 3 out of 5 matches, you have to go on a date with me."

Loli raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "And if I win?"

Hugo waved a hand dismissively. "Ha! Like that's going to happen, but fine. If you win, name your price."

Loli leaned forward, her smirk downright evil now. "If I win, you have to wear a tutu to the campus gym tomorrow and yell, 'I am the ballerina king!' in front of everyone."

Hugo froze for a split second before bursting into laughter. "Deal! But don't come crying to me when you're all dressed up for our date, alright?"

With the terms set, Hugo grabbed his controller, excitement bubbling in his chest. This is going to be a piece of cake, he thought smugly.

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Fifteen Minutes Later

Hugo's jaw was slack, his hands sweaty as they gripped the controller. His team had just been demolished for the twelfth time in a row.

The score read a devastating 12-0 in Loli's favor. He sat frozen, his mind in a complete meltdown.

'What the actual hell is happening?' he screamed internally. 'How is she this good?! Did she cheat? Is the console rigged? Is she secretly a pro gamer?! This is impossible!'

Meanwhile, Loli sat cross-legged on the couch, munching on a handful of chips like she was born for this moment.

She shot Hugo a teasing smile. "What happened to all that manly football instinct?"

Hugo's eye twitched as he tried to piece together the humiliation he was experiencing.

'I'm dead. I'm so dead. There's no way out of this. Goodbye, dignity. Goodbye, respect. Hello, tutu.'

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