Gon lay stretched out on his bed, the tension from his latest conquest still fading from his limbs.
Lyssia had been intense, her sharp tongue and sharper glares giving way to something else entirely.
The air in his room hung heavy, he let out a slow breath, staring at the ceiling.
The lust system's message flickered in his mind, "180/200 conquests completed. One more for Level 2."
He was close, so close, to that next step.
His body already felt stronger as a Body Initiate, Level 2 would push him further, just in time for the tournament in two days.
He shifted, resting an arm behind his head.
No rush, though.
He wasn't about to scramble after women like some starved animal.
Elsa or Ana would show up tonight, his maids always did, one way or another.
Elsa with her quiet glances, Ana with her bold smirks.
One of them would be enough to tip him over the edge, unlock the next level, send him into the tournament ready to dominate.
