Tinder Warlord

The women in the hovercraft parking lot had varying ideas. The naughty fantasies of those with sensitive hormones have already aroused them. Without concealing their plots, the newly wealthy women were ogling him like a plaything. Those gazes sent shivering signals to Alec Sebastian. He straightened himself, dragged the girls, and hurriedly entered the trade hub.

It revealed a familiar futuristic scene that the three women and guys frequented. Sector by sector, spiraling upward, the skyscraper is far from what the naked eye can see. All types of shops with various merchandise were on display.

It ranges from perishable to non-perishable goods, fragile, electronics, whatever you can think of... There are also sales of Eden's spirit soul. That is it; the section of spirit souls ruthlessly murders all sections of commodity shops. The calamitous traffic was an unsolved puzzle. Although spirit souls can only be used by humans. Alien races of different species loved visiting the section. All for sightseeing and bragging rights.

Another section held the spirit souls and spirit pet arenas. It was tailor-made for battle maniacs and gambling addicts. Nicely designed to inject daily fix into their trapped prey.

Walking in between three beauties, Alec Sebastian's heart was in turmoil. He very well understands the blackened hearts of sellers in this trade hub. Their sugar-coated market strategies can extract every bit of resource from a fat sheep. Alec Sebastian knew very well that an economic disaster was brewing. The cheerful face of his little sister, who was the culprit of this very parade, and her two culprits-in-arms said it all. You don't need an economic analyst to analyze the trends and report that your wallet will take a huge dip.

A few steps upfront and a turn to the right, Alec Sebastian was dragged to the section of the hoverboard meant for a quick transition to other sections. He tried to delay the time to frustrate the ladies, but it failed woefully. A road of no return and a journey of a thousand miles around the trade fair. All this signifies that the shopping must be done.

Then came the nightmare. As far as a lady is concerned, it's a top priority. For men, a deadly pitfall sentence. Alec Sebastian was dragged into an excellently designed, good-looking shop with shop number c-8877. The exterior design of the shop was well done. It advertised on its own. The shop owner must be freakishly rich. He or she spent a little fortune designing an auto ad shop. Profiting from its self-ads. The shop was practically a magnet for cloth fanatics.

The shop has the setting of an ancient French aristocratic building. The owner of the shop overdid it. Alec Sebastian was quite pleased. The receptionist center was laced with rare gems. What about the receptionists themselves? Each of the ladies has various welcoming auras. They were all master-class beauties.

Alec Sebastian walks up to the receptionist. Who has this aura of 'protect me? I am fragile'. Alec Sebastian would not believe such a business facade. Knowing fully well that if he falls for such facades, he will broker all his inheritances and go broke.

"Ladies and a handsome gentleman, welcome to Trinity Clothes," the receptionist's voice rang.

A girl, probably in her nineteenth to twenty-two years. I am sure she won't pass such an age. She has the look of a young, accomplished chemistry teacher. Who enjoys messing with chemicals? She also has the finesse touch of a nerd and a bad girl. Her comparative traits are very rare. It is both negative and positive. Fire and ice. All merge to become one.

Her figure is a Coca-Cola kind of shape. She is mindful of her shape and keeps fit.

"Can you introduce your clothes, especially the designers for ladies?" asked Alec Sebastian.

'Designers', that single word, was a bright light bulb to the receptionist. Her smile became enchanting.

"Yes, my respective customers. Do you mind following me to the changing room?" The receptionist politely replies.

Unknown to a certain gentleman, his bittersweet misery begins.

The four ladies and a gentleman boarded the transit hoverboard, heading to the shop-changing section. The clothes Alec Sebastian saw shocked him. No wonder it took hoverboards to move from one end to another. There were seas of clothes.

Swoosh!

They got to the changing room. Designed clothes from well-known fashion lines around the universe were on display. The prices were not friendly at all. It is a pity; Alec Sebastian won't have any more savings. He had to man up or risk shedding tears in the presence of these ladies. His dignity was at stake.

"Go ahead, choose any clothes that caught your interest," Alec Sebastian announced in a domineering manner, but he never knew; he has fucked up.

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2 hours, 30 minutes later...

Seven hundred and thirty-two times, Alec Sebastian was counting the number of times he had heard the most dreadful word, 'How do I look?'. A thin line separates him from shedding tears. Clothes up on clothes have been tested, and the girls are yet to arrive at the interesting part of the cloth testing. Uh! Guys, you can relate.

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* Side Story *

AN: This is the weirdest and most challenging part. It challenged my mind, soul, and body—girl shopping. I always look strange watching and answering "It's beautiful..." to hurry her up while she changes outfits upon outfits for hours. What a bother! The ladies' lives are hectic and energetic. Bro, I feel your pain. Hang in there.

'Pout'

Arvina, who was having a great day, retorted.

Arvina: What do you know? You know nothing about fun—country bumpkin.

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Alec Sebastian watches as the girls change outfits from Parisian style, athleisure style, classic style, streetwear style, casual business style, retro style, minimalist style, vintage style, and so many others. Up to classic style, relaxed style, dramatic style, creative style, rebellious style, feminine style, and elegant chic style. Slowly, the most favorite part for all men. The star shows for female shopping. The awaited lingerie or undies change.

Alec Sebastian's patience finally paid off. Heaven always leaves a way out. No, no, no, not heaven; this is hell breaking the door and unleashing temptations. But for Alec Sebastian, he calls this special moment the grand scenic.

Creak... Swoosh!

The changing room door was open.

Pfft...

'This... This is too much feast for the eyes' the moron and lewd-looking Alec Sebastian thought.

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AN: This is the only part I love about female shopping. It's too colorful.

Arvina: Pervert?! You are well spent. Can't be cured.

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All colors, red, pink, blue, etc. types of lingerie, pants, and bras. All designs of lingerie, pants, bras, and much more range from the net, slip-in the anus, flower, sexy tie-up, beach, etc. Alec Sebastian's eyes were overloaded. This... was 'PINKY PARADISE'. Drools kept leaking from Alec Sebastian's lips. His lewd thoughts were mistakenly voiced out.

"Why are Lisa Maya and Anika Abby so beautiful?"

Feeling deadly goosebumps, Alec Sebastian turns and meets Ariel Sebastian's deadly stare. He didn't shy away at all. His next word caused a pinky atmosphere.

"I don't know, but Lisa and Anika are now grown-up ladies. My heart hinted that I should make them mine. And my women, shall they be?"

It was an open confession in an open environment. The confession was too daring and dominating. Anika Abby and Lisa Maya were in pink heaven, but Ariel Sebastian's anger almost triggered a volcanic outburst.

"Why don't you repeat the rubbish-dominating sentence? You just vomited, LADY KILLER," the angry Ariel Sebastian slowly pronounced every spoken word.

Alec Sebastian would have repeated the sentence word by word, but he sighted the fire extinguisher in Ariel Sebastian's hand and glued his lip. Knowing fully well never to mess with his little sister when she is with a weapon. It will end up in disaster.

Finally, the pink-changing scenes ended this bout of shopping. A deadly beginning but a perfect end was all Alec Sebastian could summarize. He settled the bills. It was an expensive bill, but it was not a problem for his wallet. The receptionist was smiling happily. Her bonus will be mouth-watering. She subconsciously photographs their faces in her memory.

The girls left the shop with Alec Sebastian. Alec Sebastian walked to the spirit soul section. He has in mind equipping his little sister and the two girls with spirit souls. Although they can't use it for now. It will become a lifeline if they survive in Eden. He purchased some spirit souls for himself and also for the elegant ladies. The prices were not pocket-friendly at all.

But he managed to keep a smiling face while lamenting secretly in his heart for the massive rip-off. Those traders are criminals.

Although the girls can't use the spirit souls for now. He reserved the spirit souls in his soul sea. He will hand over the spirit souls to the ladies after their baptism. That is the only time their minds can acquire a soul sea, which houses spirit souls.

They walked to the hovercraft parking lot and drove home. The day was far spent when they got home. Anika Abby said her goodbyes while stealing glances at the domineering Alec Sebastian. His word in the clothes-changing room keeps ringing in her mind. Ariel Sebastian saw this and was seething in anger while Lisa Maya giggled.