Harem Sync: Divine Edition-Chapter 24: Gamer’s Eyes...
...[2 days before arriving in Ashvale]...
The baron nodded.
"If there’s nothing else... you can go."
Haru stood up, bowed, and left the office. As soon as he closed the door, he let out a long sigh.
He looked at the ring on his finger.
"Damn... now I’m really in trouble..."
He smiled slightly.
"...Hehehe. But he didn’t forbid me from taking his daughter to my harem."
He started walking down the hallway. As he turned the corner, a hand pulled him quickly and forcefully. He was thrown against the wall.
It was Isabela. She was pressed against him, hands on his shoulders, looking directly into his eyes. Her face inches from his.
Haru instinctively looked down at her breasts, pressed against his chest, soft and warm.
Isabela slapped his shoulder.
"Hey!" "Look me in the eyes!"
Haru looked up slowly.
Isabela stared at him seriously, red with anger.
"What were you doing with my panties?!"
Haru blinked.
"...What?"
Isabela squeezed his shoulders tighter.
"I saw you! When you defeated Cedrick! You dropped the sword... and along with it... my panties were in your hands!"
Haru’s mouth dropped open as if he were gasping. "You... you were hallucinating. I didn’t take them. Why would I take your panties?"
A servant passed by the hallway at that exact moment. He heard what Haru had said. He stopped and looked at the two of them.
Haru leaned against the wall, Isabela pressed against him.
The servant’s eyes widened.
Isabela, noticing this, blushed, preferring not to give explanations. She grabbed Haru by the arm and pulled him.
"Come with me. NOW."
She dragged him down the hallway.
They arrived at her room. Isabela opened the door, pushed Haru inside, closed the door, and locked it. She turned to him.
Haru staggered, falling seated on her bed. Soft, with the scent of her perfume.
Isabela went to the closet, opened it, took a laundry basket, and threw the basket on the bed, next to Haru.
Haru looked at the basket and then at her.
"Why would I take four of your panties... from the laundry basket?"
Isabela looked at him, even more serious.
"...I didn’t say they were in the laundry."
Silence... Haru had realized he had said too much.
"Shit. I gave myself away."
Isabela pointed at him. Furious.
"HEY! YOU TOOK THEM! YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
She grabbed a pillow from the bed and started hitting him with it.
"I! KNEW IT! YOU! ARE! A! "PERVERT!"
Haru tried to defend himself, grabbing another pillow and blocking.
Isabela hit again. Haru blocked again.
They both stood on the bed, one on each side. Isabela attacking with a pillow. Haru defending, as if they were swords.
Outside, in the hallway, servants passed by and heard the noise and voices.
"YOU’RE COMING AT ME HARD!"
It was just Haru hitting the pillow hard.
"BUT DIDN’T YOU ALWAYS SAY I SHOULD MOVE LIKE THIS?!"
It was just Haru explaining that Isabela, in training, told him to move like that.
"DO YOU WANT ME TO GO SLOWLY, DADDY’S LITTLE GIRL?!"
"COME AT ME WITH EVERYTHING!" "I’M NOT AFRAID OF THE SIZE OF THIS THING!"
(This thing = the pillow.)
A servant stopped, eyes wide, listening. Another servant passed by and hit him.
"What the hell are you doing?! GET OUT OF THERE!"
But he also stopped, listening.
Inside the room, Haru laughed, dodging furious Isabela.
She attacked relentlessly.
"WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS LIKE THIS?!" "WHY DON’T YOU JUST EXPLAIN IT TO ME?!"
She tripped him. Haru fell onto the bed on his back.
Isabela stepped on his abdomen, looked down at him. She was panting and sweaty.
"Speak."
Haru, also panting, grabbed the pillow within his reach and hit Isabela’s legs.
She lost her balance and fell on top of him. The pillow flew, hitting the lamp on the table next to them; the lamp fell with the pillow to the floor.
Isabela sat right on Haru’s waist, her thighs spread over his hips, her weight pressing directly against his groin. The miniskirt she always wore rode up completely in the fall. The fabric bunched up almost to her waist, leaving her thighs exposed.
Haru felt the heat first, a wet, pulsating wave that surged through his thin pants as if there were no barrier.
Isabela could feel her intimacy, pressed against his erection. From him, separated only by two layers of cloth that seemed to have melted from the friction and sweat.
Isabela looked at Haru.
Haru looked at Isabela.
Silence.
Just the two of them, panting.
Isabela admired them.
Haru’s shirt was half-unbuttoned from the rush, revealing his defined chest, his abs, sweaty, rising and falling with his breath.
Haru could see that Isabela wasn’t wearing a bra. Free, firm breasts, sweaty from the fight. The hardened nipples marked the thin fabric, pointing forward as if responding to the heat of the moment.
This was one of the weaknesses he had seen with Predator’s Gaze. Isabela had never been touched by men like this, and in recent days, Haru had been exploring it. Consciously or not.
After all, she was a young woman now. Beginning to feel needs that she hid because of her focus on training, on duty, on being an heiress, but they were there beneath the surface.
She placed her hand on Haru’s chest. She felt his heart. Beating fast.
He brought his face closer.
"Just... tell me..."
She whispered.
"Why did you take my panties?"
Haru swallowed hard.
"Ms. Isabela..."
That was already starting to awaken feelings.
Haru’s penis began to harden, arousing and pressing against her. Isabela felt it through her panties.
Her eyes widened slightly.
Smoke in the room.
Isabela turned her head quickly.
The pillow was on fire. The lamp beside it, oil spilled, flames rising.
"MY PILLOW!"
She got up from on top of Haru. She ran. She grabbed a blanket, threw it over, and extinguished the flames by stomping on it.
She lifted the pillow. Half burned.
"You burned it! My pillow!" She turned to Haru.
"You’re the one who fell on top of me and threw it!" Haru stood up.
"But it’s your fault, you know-it-all little shit!"
Haru didn’t wait. He got up, ran to the door, and left the room. "SHIT!"
Isabela extinguished the last vestige of fire. The pillow was still smoldering on the floor.
She sat on the bed. Sweaty. Heart racing. She touched her face with her hands.
She remembered the scene. What could have happened. If it weren’t for the fire.
"By the gods... what happened to me?"
She lay down on the bed.
The pillow smelled of Haru and his sweat. Something masculine.
"He’s just a mere slave..."
She closed her eyes, but couldn’t get the image of the scene out of her head, the sensation of Haru’s member pressing against her.
Haru arrived at the stable running happily. He threw himself onto the hay and lay there laughing to himself.
"Hehehe! Maximus!" (Speaking to the horse)
"Today I almost lost my virginity! Hehehe! I almost slept with my lady! Hehehehe!"
He closed the stable door.
He turned to the horses.
"Turn around! Don’t look at me like that!"
He unbuttoned his pants.
He pulled out his penis, completely hard, 18 cm.
When he arrived here, it was only 16 cm, but the system had updated the whole body and the penis wasn’t left out.
He started masturbating, thinking about what he would do with Isabela, with that body, in that heat, with those breasts without a bra.
He finished a few minutes later. He cleaned himself up, stretched out on the hay satisfied.
Since he was in a good mood and had nothing else to do, he started tinkering with the system to unlock the Hacker class.
He entered his hyperfocus mode, remembering the times he had messed with systems in his previous life. Codes. Exploits. Breaches...
[Log Buffer Overflow – 128/128]
◊ Error 0xA7 – Unauthorized access to the tracking module
Haru frowned.
"Log buffer... there’s a hidden error, happening every instant on my system."
He focused on that.
[dump log buffer read error log showing recent errors]
And then:
[Error Log – Last 48 hours]
► Error 0x12 – Synchronization failure complete – Source: Gamer Kit
► Error 0xA9 – Bypass attempt on Core – Rejected
Haru blinked.
"Gamer Kit...?"
He repeated the term mentally several times.
The system froze for a full two seconds. Then came the deepest window he had ever seen:
[Gamer Kit – Base Protocol]
► Status: PARTIALLY CORRUPTED Components detected:
◊ Gamer Core → [???% - Installed]
◊ System Sync → [ACCESS DENIED - Installed]
◊ Gamer Eyes → [Available – Not Installed]
Haru felt a chill.
"So this is the kit that every gamer comes with... but... Gamer Eyes... I don’t have that."
He remembered Arwin Corvus’s strange words:
"You arrived with your original body... that’s strange."
Haru clenched his fists.
"Then that explains why my kit came broken from the start."
He forced the [Gamer Eyes].
The system responded with immediate pain, as if needles were being stuck behind his pupils.
[Forced Installation – Gamer Eyes]
◊ Warning: Risk of permanent neural damage – 41%
[Progress: 0%... 3%... 7%...]
Haru gritted his teeth, sweat dripping down his forehead.
He continued forcing.
[Progress: 19%... 28%...]
The pain turned into a constant burning sensation. Blood began to drip from his nose.
[Progress: 44%... Critical Error – Divine Firewall detected]
[Critical Error – User may lose core...]
Haru screamed softly, but didn’t stop.
He thought: "If I stop now, I’ll lose my chance. I’ve died so many times already... one more pain won’t change anything."
[Progress: 67%... 81%... 94%...]
◊ Gamer Eyes Level 1 activated
The world exploded in layers.
The horse in the corner gained floating text:
[NPC – War Horse: Maximus – Lv. 25]
[HP: 92/120]
The wooden wall: [Durability: 38/200] [Vulnerable to impact]
Haru fell to his knees, panting, blood dripping onto the floor. He laughed, a hoarse, almost mad laugh.
"So this is how... the others saw it from day one."
He lifted his face, his eyes gleaming with a faint green tint for a second.
"I came without this... but now I have it."
"I didn’t come complete... but I will become..."
He barely finished the words before spitting blood.
The vision lasted less than ten seconds.
The world suddenly lost its layers, as if someone had flipped a switch. Pain exploded behind his eyes like hot iron. Haru fell forward, bracing his hands on the stable floor, breathing in short gasps.
Blood dripped from his nose onto the soiled straw.
[Critical Alert: Body Rejection Detected]
◊ Synchronization with Gamer Eyes failed at 95%
◊ Warning: Repetition may cause permanent corruption in soul synchronization
◊ Risk of Permanent Death: 27%
Haru gritted his teeth, wiping the blood with the back of his hand.
"Damn... so it’s not that simple."
He took a deep breath and dove back into the system, now deeper, more aggressively. He wasn’t just looking at the superficial menus anymore. He was forcing doors open.
That’s when he found the Gamer Kit modules. He scrolled further down. There was a hidden subsection:
[External Application Module]
[Function: Copy and project Gamer Kit components to external entities]
► Current compatibility: 3% with non-gamer targets
Haru felt his heart pound.
"I don’t have it... but can I force someone else to have it?"
He read the warnings slowly, almost whispering:
[WARNING: External Application May Cause Neural Damage]
◊ Side Effects: Host Cognitive Overload – Mana Drain (Caster) – Core Integrity Reduction – Divine Flag Risk
"Core Integrity Reduction..."
He didn’t know what "Core" meant, but the word "reduction" was never good.
Haru looked to the side. Maximus was calmly chewing hay.
"Perfect..." He stood up and went to the horse.
He took a deep breath.
"Just a test..."
He touched Maximus’s forehead...
[Proceed with External Projection of Gamer Eyes?]
Haru hesitated for half a second.
Then he mentally accepted:
The pain returned, ten times worse. As if someone were ripping his eyes out of his skull. Haru almost fell to his knees again, screaming through his teeth. Blood gushed from his nose and mouth.
The horse suddenly raised its head. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Its eyes widened.
For a brief instant, above Maximus’s head, it appeared.
The horse neighed violently, thrashing against the stall, its eyes spinning as if it were seeing ghosts. It stumbled, fell sideways, its hooves trembling.
Haru immediately canceled.
The vision vanished. The horse stopped neighing, but remained panting, foaming at the mouth.
Haru fell seated, breathing as if he had run a marathon, blood trickling down his chin.
He looked at his own trembling hands.
"...It works."
A slow, dangerous smile appeared on his face despite the pain.
"I don’t have the Eyes... but I can give them to whomever I want."
He wiped the blood with the sleeve of his torn shirt.
"And if I can give them away... then I can use the others as if they were my own."
Haru looked up at the dark ceiling of the stable, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of madness and excitement.
"I’m not a normal Player."
"I’m a mistake."
"And mistakes..." He smiled wider.
"...break the game."
[ANOMALY DETECTED]
[Unauthorized Access to Spectral Interface]
[User flagged for external observation]
[Curse: Slave of Chronia temporarily suspended]
[Reason: ...]
