My Milf System-Chapter 19 - . A warm family embrace

[System Notification]

[Congratulations!]

[You've accumulated 300PP for anal sex.]

[+200PP for satisfying a MILF.]

[Total: 830 Pleasure Points.]

The system's voice echoed in my mind as I lay exhausted beside Ivy, who had long passed out after experiencing orgasm after orgasm. Her body twitched slightly in her sleep, both her holes still dripping with my seed after a night of relentless fucking.

Damn... It felt good.

I just love the sheer euphoria of being a dominant male; its fucking awesome.

But there was no room for slacking off.

Forcing myself out of bed, I jumped straight into my morning training regimen. The system had no mercy, pushing me harder with every completed task. I ended up running 25 kilometers in just 10 minutes, hammering out 500 push-ups in one go, and slamming my fists into a tree fifty times before finally taking a break.

By the time I was done, the sun had fully risen. I woke Ivy up, and we bathed together in the river before packing up our things. Our little vacation had come to an end. Still, I had no regrets. The system's intense training had pushed my limits, and I had even figured out a way to amplify my fire spell's power while conserving points.

Yeah... I'd call this training a success. I'd come back here again for more training; but with a different person. I have to hunt for another MILF!

On our way back home, we encountered far more monsters than usual. Looked like the creatures that had fled from the dungeon the other day were still wandering the forest freely. We cut down a good number of them and harvested their crystals along the way.

Selling these crystals was a solid way to make money and help with my family's financial problems. But I didn't want to attract too much attention at the guild by dumping all eighty-nine crystals at once. So I handed Ivy eighty to exchange, while I only presented nine myself.

Even with just that little, the rude guild receptionist still gave me trouble.

"Well, well... Where did you steal these crystals from, little rookie?" she sneered, her smirk making my skin crawl.

I forced a smile, hiding back my irritation. "I killed the monsters and collected the crystals, of course."

"You?" She scoffed, leaning in. "A mere man? A useless D-rank at that? You expect me to believe you killed nine monsters?"

"Yup."

"No way. Now spill it, kid! Who'd you steal these from?" She banged her fist on the counter, trying to intimidate me.

I rolled my eyes, but before I could respond, I noticed Ivy entering the guild, her expression pissed.

We had agreed that I'd sell mine first before she came in, but clearly, her patience had run thin. Or maybe... she just couldn't stand hearing this receptionist taunt me any longer.

As soon as she stepped inside, the room went silent. All eyes turned to her. Some of the hunters even bowed their heads in respect.

Wouldn't expect less from an A-rank hunter.

"Uh... M-Mrs. Rembrandt! G-Good morning, ma'am. H-How can we help you?" The receptionist stammered, her rude tone replaced by sickly sweet politeness.

Ivy wordlessly dropped all eighty crystals onto the counter, making the entire guild gasp.

"That's an A-rank for you."

"She's a prodigy."

"What a warrior. I look up to her."

Murmurs filled the room.

The truth? I was the one who killed all those monsters. I was just testing my strength. But... of course, nobody would believe that. Not that I cared.

Then Ivy spoke.

"My Mast— Ahem, I mean, this boy here killed the monsters for those nine crystals he's carrying. I saw him with my own two eyes." She paused awkwardly. "We fought near each other. I mean... we met in the forest by coincidence and just... you know what I mean."

Damn... Ivy is terrible at lying.

She couldn't even make sense!

"Wow, guess the kid's got some fight in him."

"Yeah, if the Swordmaster says she saw him, it must be true."

"Impressive. 9 monsters at once."

"Man, how lucky is he? Fighting alongside Mrs. Rembrandt... I can only dream of that."

More whispers. This time, most of them were from jealous guys.

Hah. If only they knew I spent the whole damn night sleeping next to her, and slapping her ass like my punching bag.

Once I was paid, I walked out, Ivy following behind me.

Honestly, with my Charm Skill, I could have made everyone in that guild like me in an instant. But I didn't. I just don't want to use it.

I want people to acknowledge me for my strength as a man. Not because of some skill.

This world will learn that men are far superior to women. And I, Asher Reynolds will prove it with my Rod of Judgment!

After parting ways with Ivy, I returned home with a stack of cash and slapped it onto the table.

My sister, Sharon, stared at it, her eyes wide in shock.

"W-What is this?! Where did you get all this money?"

It was only 400 gold coins. Enough to rent a better house, furnish it properly, and upgrade my wardrobe.

"I went hunting, killed some monsters, and sold the crystals."

"I—I can't believe it! Brother, you?! No way! Tell me you didn't steal this money!"

"Hah! Why the hell would I steal money?" I scoffed. "It's safe, don't worry. Anyway, where's Mom?"

Sharon's expression shifted. "I haven't seen her in two days. Guess she's still looking for other ways to make money."

"Other ways?" I raised a brow. "What do you mean?"

"It's better if you don't—"

Before she could finish, the door to the sitting room creaked open, and Mom stepped inside. Her dress was torn haphazardly, barely clinging to her body by a single thread, exposing parts of her thighs and chest.

"Hey, kids," she greeted weakly. Even her voice carried the exhaustion she felt.

"Mom? Where have you been?"

She ignored my question and instead handed me a neatly folded school uniform. "I got this for you. Now you can go to school like the other children and become the powerful hunter you've always dreamed of."

She smiled warmly. I held my tongue, choosing not to ask how she had gotten the money. But as someone old enough to understand, I had a painful suspicion.

All the more reason to be grateful—she was willing to go to any lengths for me.

"Mom." I grabbed my stack of cash and placed it in her hands. "Start looking for a better place for us to live. I'm grateful for everything you've done for me, but from now on, let me take care of you."

Her eyes widened at the sight of the money, her expression priceless. But then, her face fell.

"This is 400 gold coins. We still owe Mrs. Rembrandt 500. Instead of finding a new home, maybe we should—"

I cut her off by pulling her into a tight hug. "Don't worry about Mrs. Rembrandt, Mom. I'll handle the debt. And I'll work hard at school to become a hunter and a son you can be proud of."

She clung to me, her body trembling as warm tears soaked my shirt. "Oh, Asher, dear."

"I feel like the forgotten child here," Sharon grumbled, making us chuckle.

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"Come here," Mom said, opening her arms. Sharon stepped forward, and the three of us embraced in a heartfelt family hug. It felt... nice.

And now, I was finally going to school.

To get back at that bitch Lorraine for everything she put me and my family through.

And this time, I'd be the one laughing last.