Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System

Hugo and Lisa sat cross legged on the floor around the coffee table, their eyes locked in an intense battle.

Between them stood a tower of small wooden bricks—delicately stacked, piece by piece, like a fragile masterpiece waiting to collapse.

The game of Jenga.

The stakes?

Head flicks. Glory. Pride. Eternal bragging rights.

Or at least, that's what Hugo told himself.

His fingers hovered over a particularly dangerous lower block, the one that—if he wasn't careful—could send the whole tower crashing down.

His heart pounded. His hands were shaky. He knew himself. He was not built for this kind of delicate precision.

Hugo's brain screamed one thought: 'I CAN'T DO THIS.'

But he had one secret weapon.

Cheating.

With the calmness of a warrior about to activate his ultimate move, Hugo quietly activated the Aura of Zen.

Instantly—

A wave of peace washed over him. His breathing slowed. His muscles relaxed. It was like he had become one with the universe.

With unnatural steadiness, he reached out, gripped the block with perfect precision—

And SWIFTLY YANKED IT OUT.

The tower wobbled dangerously.

Hugo held his breath.

Lisa held her breath.

Even the air itself held its breath.

But then—The tower stabilized.

It didn't fall. Hugo blinked. Lisa gasped.

Hugo grinned like a madman.

"HAHA!" He threw his fists in the air. "BEHOLD! The precision! The skill! The sheer GENIUS that is ME!"

Lisa scoffed. "You got lucky."

"Lucky?" Hugo laughed. "Lisa, Lisa, Lisa… you don't understand. This isn't luck. This is DESTINY."

To rub it in further, he grabbed one of their slightly burnt cream puffs from the plate and took a victorious bite.

Now, to be fair, their baking attempt had been a disaster.

Despite two supposedly intelligent people coming together, the final product was a weird hybrid of edible and questionable.

The cream was fine. The crust was mostly okay. But the edges?

Burnt just enough to remind them of their failure.

Still, food was food.

Lisa rolled her eyes and focused back on the game. It was her turn.

She leaned forward, eyes sharp, lips pressed into a determined line.

"Okay. Time to show you how it's done," she muttered.

Hugo watched as she carefully analyzed the tower. She was completely serious. Focused. Dead silent. Like she was about to make the greatest move of her life.

Hugo found this hilarious.

So, naturally, he started laughing.

Lisa glared daggers at him. "Hugo, SHUT UP."

Hugo grinned. "I'm just admiring the dedication."

"You're distracting me!"

"Me? Distract? Never," Hugo said, barely holding in his laughter.

Lisa growled and went back to her turn.

Hugo decided to up the stakes.

While she narrowed her eyes at a tricky block, Hugo casually picked up another cream puff—

And slowly, sensually, dragged his tongue over the cream.

Lisa's entire body stiffened. Her grip on the wooden block wavered. Her cheeks flushed instantly.

Hugo hid his evil grin.

Bam!

The tower collapsed. Lisa's jaw dropped.

Hugo EXPLODED INTO LAUGHTER.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Lisa snapped her head toward him, fuming. "YOU—YOU—"

Hugo was wiping fake tears from his eyes. "Lisa, Lisa, Lisa… how could you fall for such a basic distraction? I expected better from you."

Lisa threw a pillow at him. "YOU CHEATED!"

Hugo gasped in mock horror. "What? Me? The pure, innocent, morally upright man? How dare you accuse me of such slander!"

Lisa's eyes narrowed. "Babe..."

She sighed, staring at him, her eyes dark and intense, her delicate lips curling into something between a challenge and a promise of vengeance.

She leaned in so close that Hugo could feel her warm breath against his skin.

Then, in the softest, sweetest, most deceivingly gentle voice—

"Be gentle."

Hugo blinked.

Be gentle?

Was she also trying to distract him from giving her the bead flick? Did she think he was that easy?

Flick!

A wicked smirk stretched across Hugo's face as his finger snapped forward, striking her forehead with absolute precision.

Lisa's entire body jerked.

She froze.

Her dark lashes fluttered in pure disbelief. Hugo sat back, arms crossed, feeling like a king.

"That's what you get," he said smugly. "I am the champion. Accept your fate."

For a moment, Lisa said nothing.

She tilted her head down, letting her wavy dark hair fall over her face, shadowing her expression.

Hugo's smug grin grew even wider.

"You're speechless, huh?" He reached for another dessert, preparing to gloat some more. "Go ahead, say it—"

Then Lisa's shoulders started shaking.

At first, Hugo thought she was laughing.

Then, she slowly lifted her head. Her eyes glowed with an evil light.

A terrifying, bloodthirsty smile stretched across her face. Hugo's hand, halfway to his dessert, froze midair.

Oh no.

"YOU!"

Lisa lunged at him.

Hugo barely had time to react before Lisa climbed onto his lap, grabbed his shirt, and started pummeling him with surprisingly strong punches.

Not soft, cute ones.

REAL HARD Punches!

"CHEATER!" Punch.

"DEVIL!" Punch.

"DESPICABLE LITTLE—"

"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT—!!" Hugo blocked his face in panic.

Lisa showed no mercy.

"THIS IS WHAT YOU GET!"

Hugo felt his soul leaving his body.

This wasn't a girlfriend throwing cute little love taps. This was a full on MMA beatdown!

'WHERE WAS SHE GETTING THIS STRENGTH FROM?!'

Did she secretly train in ancient martial arts?!

At this rate, he was going to DIE before he even got to enjoy his glorious victory!

'Think, Hugo, THINK!'

He needed to stop her. Immediately.

And then it hit him.

A brilliant, evil, absolute genius idea. Without hesitation, Hugo grabbed her chin…

And sealed her lips with his. Lisa's entire body froze.

Her hands, which had been raining down destruction upon him, stopped moving.

The fire in her eyes flickered, as if her brain had suddenly crashed like a broken computer.

Hugo deepened the kiss, tilting his head slightly, letting the warmth spread between them.

Lisa, still stunned, didn't move at first.

Then—

Slowly, her body relaxed.

Her fingers, once poised for violence, curled into his shirt instead.

The anger, the playful fighting—everything melted away.

The world around them?

Gone.

All that mattered was this moment.

This warmth.

Lisa pulled back slightly, her breathing unsteady.

Her face was bright red, her lips slightly parted, her dark eyes dazed.

Hugo smirked.

"Still mad?" His voice was low, teasing, full of confidence.

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Her gaze flickered to his lips, then back to his eyes.

For a second, Hugo thought he had completely won.

Then—

She grabbed a pillow and SMACKED HIM IN THE FACE.

"YES, I'M STILL MAD!"

Hugo fell back, laughing so hard his stomach hurt.

Lisa crossed her arms, pouting.

But her face was still red.

Her lips?

Still smiling.

Hugo sat up, shaking his head.

Totally worth it.

But he wasn't done yet.

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