My Idle System

The math teacher, or rather, Clayton Murphy, as he would no longer be a teacher, couldn't escape his fate. And while it might take some time, Christian still believed that under the weight of all these incidents, Clayton didn't have much time left in the school.

But Christian also had a problem. Today was Sunday, April 30th, and the final day of classes would be the upcoming Wednesday. As for the pre-finals prep that would start afterward, he had no intention of attending.

So there was a chance that something might happen to Clayton while Christian was not attending at school.

In the end, Christian decided to prioritize his own comfort over the satisfaction of observing the suffering of the petty, starting villain.

Not minding the school situation much, the most important thing was that the experience points he began receiving from the Advanced Trading skill had increased more than four times.

Normally, he would earn a thousand points daily, but now it had increased to a thousand seven hundred, almost double, just from one advanced skill, and Christian couldn't be happier.

His level had even increased to fifteen, and he was now halfway to the next level.

If there was a problem, it was that the percentage for the Advanced Trading skill was increasing at a snail's pace, and he would need at least another week for it to reach level two, and even then, it was likely that wouldn't be enough.

But Christian was satisfied enough with his current level, so as soon as his program hacking skill reached advanced, he planned to stop the idle process for trading.

He estimated that it would take nearly two weeks more, or perhaps a little less.

Putting aside what had happened with the Idle System, there was something even more important for Christian today: he was preparing to talk with his sister. With about $160,000 in hand, he felt it was more than enough to convince her.

So after mentally preparing himself, he headed to the living room, but not finding her there, he made his way to her room. But he couldn't help but think it was strange how lately he often found her in her bedroom just when he needed her, considering she usually wasn't there.

"Knock, knock."

After knocking on the door, he didn't have to wait long before his sister opened it, ruffling her still damp hair with one hand while gripping the doorknob with the other. She looked at him as if everything were perfectly normal and told him to enter the room.

But Christian, looking at his sister, at her unblemished white skin exposed by just her panties and bra. He glanced at her perfectly shaped thighs, her slim waist, and her inviting belly button, before letting his gaze linger a little longer on her breasts, now obscured just by a single piece of clothes.

Finally, he looked at her face, which wore a fresh expression, likely from just having come out of the bath, and noticed her green eyes held a trace of anticipation, as if she expected him to share something good

Christian stood frozen for a moment, taken aback by the sight of his sister, her curves which seemed even more pronounced since she had started working out, and the sexiness her body was exuding. But as he finally caught a whiff of her fresh vanilla-like scent wafting toward him, it shook him from his daze. Instinctively, he reached for the door, intending to close it all the while saying.

"I'll just... um... come back later."

Holding the handle of the door, Christian didn't get the chance to close it as his sister quickly caught his hand. Looking at him with a strange expression.

"Why later? Come now! I'm free and don't have anything to do anyway." She insisted, her green eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Christian, now standing close to his sister with no distance between them, looked into her green eyes and noticed the small mole under her left eye. He found her appearance undeniably attractive, but being aware that she was his sister left him feeling a little let down. He also felt embarrassed for her, as the situation felt inappropriate.

But aside from these thoughts, he was now contemplating whether he should just turn away and go back to his room or treat the situation as if it were nothing special and simply state his business.

As fortunately, he hadn't been flustered this time, or maybe he was just getting used to it; he didn't know. So after thinking for a moment while staring at his sister, he finally spoke.

"Could you at least put on something? I'll wait here."

Annabelle looked at her brother even more strangely and said reflexively.

"Why should I put more clothes on, in the first place? I'm comfortable like this!"

Noticing her brother's expression change slightly in discomfort, Annabelle couldn't understand what had gotten to him at first; she found his reaction a little excessive. Then, glancing down at herself, she saw that she was only in her purple bra and panties.

It suddenly struck her: maybe Christian wasn't accustomed to seeing her like this. After all, since she'd had that one female friend who would always stay nude in her own house, Annabelle had become a bit more relaxed about her attire in house. Now, standing in just her panties and bra, she wondered if she had changed too much.

While now realizing that her current attire might not be a usual one, Annabelle still questioned whether she really needed to be so cautious about what she wore in front of her brother. After all, she didn't mind if he saw her wearing even less, especially since they were inside their own home.

Or did he think it was unbecoming for a girl to reveal her skin, as if her worth would diminish if she dressed this way? Annabelle was certain that she didn't need that kind of worth, especially if it meant having to stick to uncomfortable clothes in her own home, even in front of her brother.

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