Kyle went downstairs. He could already hear some noise from the kitchen.
Eleanor was there, making breakfast. The morning light came through the window, catching the marks on her neck. Not too obvious but still there.
"Morning," he said, like it was just a normal day.
She froze.
Then she turned slowly to look at him, a bit stiff. Her face was already a little red, and she didn't really look him in the eye.
"G-good morning..."
Kyle gave a faint smile. Her reaction said it all, and it reminded him of his new skill.
`Right... perfect timing.`
Without hesitation, he activated the skill, letting his gaze linger on her just a second longer.
At first, the thoughts came in fragments—unclear, scattered.
`Why is he acting so normal...`
`Last night was embarrassing... but it felt so good.`
`Did he always look like this?`
`He looks hot today.`
Kyle caught the meaning more than the words themselves, continuing only until a dull headache began to form.
`So this is the limit.`
He immediately deactivated the skill, exhaling softly as the headache faded.
Eleanor moved gracefully around the kitchen, setting plates and reaching for utensils—each motion highlighting her seductive curves.
Kyle's eyes landed on her full ass, and memories of last night flashed through his mind. His cock hardened instantly.
`Not now, Little kyle.` He looked away, trying to calm his cock. `I need to save my energy for today's hunt.`
Breakfast passed quietly.
Once finished, Kyle changed into his hunting gear, fastening his dagger securely at his waist.
He was just about to leave when he noticed Eleanor lingering near the door, hands clasped together, clearly unsure of what to say.
Kyle smirked and moved closer to her, which made her freeze. She had been avoiding his gaze, and her cheeks were already red.
He leaned toward her ear, then whispered softly. "When I get back... I'll make sure to give you an amazing massage. Just like last night~"
Eleanor's breath hitched.
Kyle straightened up, already turning toward the door.
And just like that, he was gone—leaving her standing there, heart pounding, eyes wide, nipples hard, and her pussy already wet from her thoughts.
***
Kyle stepped out of the house whistling, a wide grin on his face.
The morning air was crisp, and he felt lighter than he had in a long time.
His mind wandered briefly to Eleanor, and a sly smirk formed.
`Yeah... last night was something else.`
Still, he shook it off, patting his dagger at his waist. Today was about hunting, and he wasn't going to let himself get distracted.
He made his way toward the village gate, where he had agreed to meet Garrick and Luna.
Yesterday had proven that he could handle himself in the forest alone—using animals as guides and guards—but the deeper forest wasn't something to mess with blindly.
Also, having Garik and Luna around meant experience, eyes, and backup. Animals could guide him, sure... but they couldn't warn or talk to him.
After a while, the village gate came into view. Garrick was already there, tightening the straps on his leather armor, while Luna checked the fletching on her arrows.
Garrick waved when he spotted Kyle. "Good morning, Kyle. You're Looking... different today."
Kyle chuckled. "Just... been training a bit lately."
Luna didn't say anything, her eyes flicking to his chest briefly before looking away.
After some small talk, the trio set off toward the forest, moving quickly but cautiously.
The deeper they went, the quieter it got. Leaves rustled underfoot, birds chirped far above, and distant animal calls echoed through the trees.
They weren't that far in when a couple of wild boars suddenly darted across their path. Garrick immediately raised a hand, signaling them to stop.
"Stay sharp," he murmured. "We don't want them charging."
After a moments, the boars suddenly veered—skidding, squealing, crashing through the brush in the opposite direction.
Luna frowned. "Lucky, I guess."
Kyle said nothing, but his eyes was crimson.
They had gone through similar situations after, but Kyle usually used his skill to make the road easier. He didn't need to hunt boars, even though their tusks sold for a good price, they no longer gave Kyle any points.
Also, wild boars were not their target in the first place. They were aiming for something else, something bigger.
"A bear?" Kyle frowned as he asked Garrick.
"Yeah... there is a rare bear lives in this forest," Garrick smiled as he led the way. "Its black fur sells for a high price."
Kyle nodded and said nothing more. `It'd better give me a lot of points when I kill it.`
After a few hours, the signs of its presence began to appear.
"Big one," Kyle murmured.
The black bear's presence was obvious from the trails. paw prints were enormous, deep claw scratches on several trunks.
Garrick nodded, eyes narrowing. "It's close. Be careful."
It didn't take them long to find the bear, massive and imposing. Its black fur shimmered in the dappled sunlight, muscles rippling as it sniffed the air.
The hunters froze. It was bigger than they expected, but that only got them more excited. Especially Kyle.
`The bigger it is, the more points I get, right?`