The Female Leads Truly Loves You

Chapter 23: The drunk Zoe

Sam had just left Angel's house and hadn't gone far when he suddenly heard a voice echoing in his mind.

He was startled. What's going on?

The voice continued to emanate from his mind.

[Congratulations, host, on activating the weekly check-in system. By checking in, you have a chance to directly obtain attributes, skills, and special items. Would you like to start checking in?]

It was Sunday, the last day of the week.

Sam thought for a moment, then asked the system.

"If I don't check in now, can I accumulate two check-ins next week?"

[Of course not.]

"Are the prizes in the weekly draw different each week?"

[It's all random, depends on your luck.]

There was no point in hesitating then.

[Congratulations, host, for successfully checking in.]

[Congratulations, host, on receiving your check-in reward!]

[Magic Eye Drops: A one-time use item. Apply it to your eyes, think of a person's face and name, and you will be able to see through their eyes for the next ten minutes. After one use, it will turn into regular eye drops (Note: If the host is too close to the target, it may alert them to your presence. Please use with caution.)]

What is this thing?

Sam immediately felt something extra in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was a bottle of blue eye drops, without any brand or label.

It looked ordinary, just like any other eye drops.

The key was that there were usage restrictions. It was best not to get too close to the target.

But what use were these things? What could be done by gaining someone else's vision for ten minutes? Was he supposed to use it when someone went to a female bathhouse to bathe and become a voyeur?

Sam thought the reward for this check-in was pretty average.

Well, perhaps it really would come in handy at some point. At least he had initiated a check-in, so this trip wasn't entirely fruitless.

"Eh, are you heading back now?"

As Sam was preparing to leave, a cute girl ran up from behind, holding a phone.

"Yeah, I'm going back now that the matter is settled," Sam said calmly.

Selena blinked her eyes, then quickly trotted in front of Sam, her beautiful eyes wide with curiosity.

"What were you guys doing?"

"What do you mean?" Sam didn't understand her implication.

Selena, with a hint of ambiguity in her eyes, deliberately lowered her voice.

"What were you and my sister doing in the house for so long?"

Looking at her suggestive expression, Sam understood her meaning. It seemed like she was beginning to fantasize about strange relationships between men and women during adolescence.

Sam was not annoyed, but rather smiled at Selena. "So, what do you think I and your sister might have been doing alone together?"

Selena's eyes sparkled with even more excitement.

"Could it be... something only adults do? After all, you're both grown-ups, and it's my first time seeing Angel invite a strange guy over, and you were there for quite a while. Did you two really...?"

Just as Selena thought she was getting closer to the truth,

"Creak!"

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening startled her.

Selena's whole body shivered. She seemed to sense something and dared not turn her head in that direction.

She cautiously looked up at Sam and swallowed hard. "Sam... you'll explain for me, right?"

Sam smiled but remained silent.

Then, as if a demon from hell had spoken, a voice sounded, "Selena, you seem to have a lot of free time."

Selena tried not to look guilty, but when she turned around, her smile was uglier than a cry. "I-I'm busy, sister..."

And there stood Angel at the doorway, silently observing them, almost as if she wanted to devour them both.

"If you're so busy, why do you have time to chat with a stranger at the door?"

A stranger?

So he was a stranger to her now? Sam felt amused. Angel's little temper was quite adorable. She must be holding a grudge because he had just turned her down.

Selena trembled slightly. "I-I wasn't. He's Sam, not a stranger."

It might have been better not to mention his name, but bringing up Sam seemed to make things worse.

Sure enough, Angel's expression grew colder.

"Fine, I'll tell mother when she gets home that you haven't been studying all day. Maybe it's best to confiscate your game console and phone."

"Wuwuwu, no! I'm going back to study now, please don't take them away!" Selena left in distress, not even saying goodbye to Sam.

Sam stood there, looking back at the girl at the door. She glared fiercely at him, said nothing, and closed the door.

No farewell.

Sam shrugged and left the place.

It was nearly evening, and since it was the weekend, he didn't have to work, which made him feel relaxed.

But Sam had nowhere else he wanted to go, so he chose to go straight home.

As for what would happen tomorrow and what his future interactions with Angel would be, those were not things to ponder now. They would unfold naturally. At least for now, Sam was sure Angel probably didn't want to kill him.

Because her desire to subdue him was greater than any threat he posed.

Sam had dinner at a restaurant, and by the time he got home, it was completely dark.

The way home seemed especially normal, and nothing happened at home, nor did he run into his neighbor Zoe.

Seemed like his luck wasn't too bad?

Sam took a bath at home, then played games for a while.

Time always flew by when playing games. When Sam turned off the computer, it was already 11 PM.

He was ready to go to bed. Although his body could handle staying up later, there was no need.

Just as he was about to go to bed,

"Ding-dong~~" the doorbell rang.

Sam felt a bit puzzled; it was so late, who could be ringing his doorbell?

Frowning, he went to open the door.

A figure lunged at him suddenly, and for a moment, Sam thought he was the target of a midnight burglary. But he quickly detected a strong smell of alcohol, along with the beautiful figure now leaning into his arms.

"Umm~ Sam, good evening~"

Well, there was no need to guess; Sam pretty much understood what was happening.

A mature woman intoxicated.

The drunk Zoe.

In this quiet and deep night.