It was late, and Luke lay in the big bed, unable to sleep.
His mind was racing, running through tomorrow's shooting schedule, mentally rehearsing every detail.
Ding-dong!
Suddenly, the sound of a keycard unlocking the door echoed from outside.
He didn't even need to turn around to know it was Yuffie.
They had each other's spare room keys, so of course, the only person who could walk right into his room was the "Fairy Girl" herself.
The room was pitch black, no lights on.
But Luke could clearly hear footsteps approaching.
There was a soft rustle by the bedside—someone slipping out of their clothes.
Then, the mattress dipped as the covers were lifted, and a warm, soft figure slid in, wrapping their arms around him from behind.
"Don't turn around," a voice whispered.
"Yeah, right! Like I'm gonna listen to that," Luke teased, starting to turn, only to find himself pinned by a pair of strong legs, unable to move.
"Give me a sec. I need to mentally prepare," she said.
"Fine," he replied.
Ever since Yuffie's mom didn't come along to Dubai, her unspoken approval was obvious, and both of them knew it.
They both sensed something was bound to happen.
"You didn't say a word in the meeting today. I thought you'd push back," Luke said, immediately regretting it.
Why would you bring that up now, idiot?
He felt Yuffie press her face against his back.
"Whatever you want to do, I'll support you. Whatever you want, I'll give you," she said softly.
Those words… hadn't he heard something like that from a certain blonde girl before?
Why am I thinking about that right now?
Luke shook his head, clearing the thought.
"What I want?" he asked.
"Don't play dumb. Are you even a man?" she teased.
Oh, that's it!
No way he was letting that slide!
Luke turned around, pulling her into his arms.
He leaned in, gently kissing the Fairy Girl's lips.
Soft. Sweet.
"Still wanna buy me oranges? Didn't you say you were fine with me calling you that at certain moments?" he teased, referring to an earlier joke.
Their lips parted, and Yuffie playfully bit his shoulder. "You're in for it now."
Luke hadn't expected her to be so bold, and for a moment, he was caught off guard.
Back at the café, he'd teased her like this.
But now he realized that, in their dynamic, she was the hunter pretending to be the prey.
Tonight, he was the one caught.
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "But no way am I going that far. The most I'll do is call you… Uncle~"
That one word lit a fire in Luke's chest.
Eastern women know how to play.
It was a charm unique to the East.
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…
"Ow, that kinda hurts," she gasped softly.
"It's okay now. Go ahead," she said, her voice like music.
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…
"You've done this with other actresses, haven't you?"
"Nope! You're the first!"
"Then how do you know so much?"
"I'm a quick study. I read a lot."
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"Ugh, stop pinching there, I'm begging you!"
"How are you this good at it?"
What, am I supposed to say I've got master-level massage skills?
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"Don't pull the covers off! And don't turn on the light…"
"That's a mirror over there! Don't you dare carry me there, you jerk…"
Let's see if you still think I'm not man enough.
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"Inside?"
"Yeah."
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…
Finally, the heat of the night settled into calm.
"Sleep here tonight. Don't go back," Luke said.
"Okay," she murmured.
Yuffie nestled her head into his chest, a happy, contented smile on her face.
Luke held her close with one arm, gently stroking her back with the other. Soon, she was fast asleep.
The earlier exertion had worn her out.
It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but she was in great shape and would be fine after a good night's rest.
Luke was about to drift off when a line of golden text flashed before his eyes:
[Host has successfully formed an intimate connection with a Type-B partner, achieving a deeper bond. Reward: Break one attribute limit!]
Jackpot!
Luke knew the system wouldn't let him down!
It never failed him in moments like this.
He opened his system panel:
[Name: Luke]
[Age: 20]
[Strength: 20]
[Agility: 20]
[Constitution: 20]
[Available Attribute Points: 5]
[Legendary Talent: Life as a Performance]
[Skills: Master-Level Swordsmanship, Master-Level Parkour, Master-Level Throwing Knives, Master-Level Hand-to-Hand Combat, Master-Level Marksmanship, Master-Level Blade Techniques, Master-Level Japanese, Master-Level Gymnastics, Master-Level Driving, Master-Level Water Sports, Master-Level Massage]
[Action Scene Danger Level B, Host Success Rate: 68%]
Before tonight, he'd thought the master-level massage skill was useless.
But now? Man, that's the good stuff.
With the reward to break an attribute limit, Luke chose agility without hesitation.
Tomorrow's shoot would rely heavily on it.
He dumped his remaining attribute points into agility.
[Host has chosen to break the agility potential limit, allowing further enhancement!]
[Agility: 20 → 21]
[Available Attribute Points: 5 → 0]
[Action Scene Danger Level B, Host Success Rate: 71%]
This was the first time Luke had added points beyond 20, pushing his physical abilities past human limits.
Adding one point now cost 5 attribute points, but the feedback was immediate, and he felt the difference.
Before, boosting agility had improved his reaction speed.
A normal person's reaction time might be 200–300 milliseconds. With training, it could drop to 100–200 milliseconds. Luke's was already around 100 milliseconds.
But now, he was shocked to discover his neural signal transmission speed had increased—by about 10%!
That's why his success rate for B-level action scenes jumped from 68% to 71%.
Before, adding points didn't impact success rates much.
But now, above 20, each point made a noticeable difference!
This meant that with a few more points, Luke could tackle action scenes beyond B-level difficulty.
The system's reward couldn't have come at a better time, boosting his confidence for tomorrow's shoot.
But was that all the system had for him?
The next moment, more golden text appeared:
[Host has achieved a first-time connection. Reward: Youth Potion (Self-Use Type)!]
[Due to the connection being with a Type-B partner, additional reward: Youth Potion (Type-O)!]