Reincarnated With The Degenerate System

After swallowing everything, she wiped the excess white stuff with the back of her hand. She looked at me, expecting me to bend her over and punish her for being too bold in her attempt to seduce me.

Frankly, I was more than happy to have a company tonight, but then I realized it would be boring—she practically threw herself at me.

A man with a hunter's mentality finds that unappetizing. I should play with her more, like a tiger stalking its prey before the final strike.

"Go back to your quarters," I commanded.

Her eyes widened, disbelief flickering across her face.

"But, boss… I thought—"

"I said go."

I waved her off, watching the disappointment sink in, on her face.

Better to let her stew a little, let that sense of being unwanted crawl under her skin until she couldn't handle it anymore. Only then would she be 'ripe' enough to enjoy.

Damn. I was starting to slip back into my twisted habits again.

'So this is what happens when Hai-Min isn't around. I can be a real jerk sometimes.'

That girl's my kryptonite; rather than weakening me, she unknowingly turns me into a more sensible, almost morally upright version of myself.

Was it because I dotted her too much? Or because I couldn't touch her yet?

Either way, I couldn't bring myself to dislike her.

Looking up, I gazed at the sky and saw the moon and stars. I grew curious about how realistic this floor was—it felt more like a pocket dimension than an actual physical floor. It made me wonder who was responsible for creating these towers.

'Not good,' I shook my head. It would be detrimental to my mental health to overthink things. What I needed right now was just to keep growing stronger.

When my watch duty was done, I headed back to our makeshift wooden house—ours, of course was the biggest.

Inside, everything was crafted from rough-hewn timber: a low table in the center, a few stools, shelves holding scavenged trinkets, and blankets draped over corners that doubled as beds.

The smell of fresh-cut wood still lingered, a testament to how quickly it had all come together.

This rapid construction was only possible because one of our seekers had the rare ability to control wood, shaping it effortlessly with a thought. In a community this small, his skill made him indispensable.

Amanda looked awkward, still smarting from being rejected—probably a big hit to her ego.

Hai-Min, meanwhile, was already nodding off. I decided to sit beside her, and we started chatting quietly.

She talked about what she wanted to become, her friends in high school, little day-to-day things that made her laugh.

Then she slipped and said, almost in passing, that her birthday was actually in three months. I asked how old she would be, and she smiled, eyes glinting.

"It'll be my debut… I'll finally turn 18."

I swear I could see her blush. She looked up at me, catching me staring, and we froze for a moment.

Embarrassed, she quickly averted her gaze, then asked cautiously, "Do you already have a girlfriend?"

"None at all " I said.

Her smile grew, and for a moment, it seemed as if every trace of exhaustion left her body.

"Then… could you promise me something?" she murmured, eyes flicking up at me.

"What is it?"

She fiddled with her fingers before speaking. "Once we're out… can we drop the whole brother-and-sister thing?"

My heart almost cracked into a million shards. I actually liked roleplaying. Still, I forced a smile and asked.

"May I know why? Do you hate being my little sister?"

"No! No, of course not!" She waved her hands frantically, looking super cute.

"It's just that… if you treat me that way, then we can't be—" She stopped abruptly, her face turning redder and redder.

Seeing her act like this made me want to scoop her up and hug her on the spot. But some things were more fun if you waited, so I played along.

"I actually like being your big brother," I grinned. "So how about I stay your big brother… at least until your birthday? Does that work?"

Her eyes sparkled, and she clapped her hands together. "Yes! That works too!"

She practically bounced in her seat, her excitement infectious.

I wasn't blind—I could tell she already fallen for me. Couldn't really blame her. I mean, come on, I'm basically the hyper car of men just by sheer performance alone. Too awesome for my own good, really.

Besides, the fact that I had saved her from the brink of death on more than one occasion was bound to trigger the… well, classic suspension bridge effect.

In my peripheral vision, I saw Amanda sigh in reluctant defeat. She probably felt bad—after all, she couldn't win against a young girl who was barely of age.

Hai-Min and I continued to chat to pass the time.

Soon, she dozed off on my lap, and I couldn't resist gently twirling a strand of her hair around my finger.

Her breathing was steady, her face very peaceful, and I had to bite back a smile at how cute she looked.

My brain kept nudging me to lean closer, but I held back, pretending I was totally calm.

Before I knew it, the warmth of her and the quiet around us lulled me into sleep too—dreaming with a grin on my face.

Hours passed, and I woke up feeling refreshed. Hai-Min was still lying comfortably on my lap, occasionally twitching . Even those tiny, sleepy movements were strangely endearing to watch.

However, her position would probably hurt her back, so I decided to carry her to the makeshift bed.

Then I glanced at Amanda, who was also sleeping soundly, curled up like she didn't have a single problem in the world.

The sun hadn't fully risen yet, so I suddenly found myself with a bit of free time.

I slipped out quietly and headed to another makeshift wooden house—the one set up just for my cultivation.

'System, activate the Immortal Sage Body Card'