Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System

Hugo sat cross legged on the floor of his dorm room, eyes squeezed shut, trying desperately to focus on his breathing. Deep inhale.

Long exhale. He needed this—needed to cleanse his mind of all the chaotic nonsense from the past few days.

The air in the room was still, the faint hum of the air conditioner the only sound as Hugo mumbled under his breath, "Breathe in the peace… breathe out the frustration."

But the frustration refused to leave.

His mind flickered back to Collins' smug grin, the sight of his freshly painted Benz, and the mountain of cash he'd dropped on the repairs.

It was like his brain was actively sabotaging him. He sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and tried again.

"No negativity, Hugo. Just positive vibes. You're like… a monk or something now. Clear your head."

After ten more minutes of this mental tug-of-war, Hugo finally opened his eyes and let out one last, deep breath. He stretched his arms over his head, feeling a faint sense of accomplishment.

"Alright, Hugo," he muttered, looking at himself in the mirror. "New day, new you. Positive thoughts only."

But his gaze wandered over to the empty package of Alpha Pills on his desk, and the faint smile on his face vanished. He winced.

That little package, sitting there like some sort of cruel reminder, was the result of a stupid moment of impulse.

When he had discovered the effects of the Alpha Pill Package, he had instantly swallowed the thing. He didn't give himself time to prepare at all.

Now he had to work out in order for the Muscle Unlock Pills contained within to take effect.

But there was one problem—it came with a cursed side effect. He sighed. "Guess I gotta go work out now. It's not like I can waste that pill's potential. No pain, no gain, right?"

He trudged to his closet, pulling out a wrinkled T-shirt and his favourite pair of sweatpants—the ones with "Lifting My Problems Away" printed on the front.

He stared at the words for a moment, snorted, and muttered, "Yeah, right. If only."

Sneakers on, water bottle in hand, Hugo grabbed his keys and headed out. "Three hours," he told himself firmly. "Three hours of pain for a lifetime of gains. No big deal."

Three Hours Later

Hugo stumbled back into his dorm room, slamming the door shut behind him like he'd just escaped from a war zone.

His face was bright red, beads of sweat still clinging to his forehead, and his breathing was ragged.

He leaned against the door, eyes wide and haunted, like someone who had seen things they weren't supposed to see.

His thoughts were a mess, bouncing around like ping-pong balls. "This is a sacrifice for the greater good," he told himself for the fifth time, though it sounded less convincing now than it had in the gym.

His face burned with the memory of what had just happened.

The effects of the Muscle Unlock Pills were no joke. His muscles felt stronger, sure, but such a miraculous pill had it's side effects.

Instead of the usual muscle burn most people experienced during a workout, the pills had decided to throw something far more embarrassing his way.

It wasn't pain he felt while lifting weights—it was… something else entirely. Pure, undiluted pleasure.

Hugo groaned, throwing himself onto his bed and covering his burning face with both hands. "Why?! Why couldn't it just make my arms hurt like normal people's?!"

His muffled voice filled the room. He rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling as if it held the answers to his life's problems.

"This is so wrong. Who designed this cursed pill? Who thought, 'Hey, let's give the user weirdly pleasurable sensations when they work out'?!"

His blush deepened just thinking about it. He'd barely been able to look anyone in the eye at the gym.

Still, he couldn't deny that the gains were real. His muscles felt like they'd grown twice as big in a single session. But was it worth it?

"My dignity, my reputation… I've sacrificed it all," he muttered, shaking his head.

Dragging himself off the bed, Hugo stumbled into the bathroom. A long, hot shower later, he emerged feeling a little less like a disaster.

He threw on his comfiest hoodie and sweatpants, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

It was time.

Earlier, knowing exactly how hungry the pills would make him after a workout, Hugo had gone ahead and ordered ten boxes of pizza.

Yes, ten. He wasn't about to risk running out of food. His stomach growled loudly, as if agreeing with his decision.

Right on cue, the doorbell rang. Hugo perked up, grinning. "Finally. Pizza time."

He shuffled to the door, practically salivating, and swung it open without hesitation. But instead of the delivery guy holding his glorious feast, Hugo was met with something—or rather, someone—completely unexpected.

Standing in front of him, holding a small gift bag, was Emily. Emily. The Emily. His classmate. The girl he had been crushing on since the first week of classes.

Hugo froze. His brain screeched to a halt, and for several agonising seconds, all he could do was stare at her.

Emily smiled brightly, tilting her head. "Hi, Hugo!" she said, her voice cheerful and light, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.

Hugo's mind exploded. 'Why is she here?! Am I dreaming? Did I pass out at the gym and this is some weird hallucination? No, wait, why would I hallucinate Emily at my dorm? Is this a prank? Oh God, do I look like a mess?!'

He finally managed to unstick his tongue from the roof of his mouth. "Uh… hey, Emily," he said, his voice cracking slightly. He cleared his throat. "What, uh… what are you doing here?"

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