Chapter 60

The system's silent shout did not resonate with Ifia at all. Now, she looked at the dress in front of her, which had very little fabric, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

Although she had long known that nudity was unavoidable, having it right in front of her made Ifia unable to bring herself to put it on.

This is just too shameful!

If she wears this dress with minimal fabric, only covering essential parts, it would reveal a shivering appearance, half-hidden and half-revealed. She might as well be completely naked, that would seem more straightforward.

"Amelia, do I really have to wear this dress?"

Afterward, Ifia asked persistently, hoping for a negative answer from Amelia.

However, the suddenly rising demon desires were not easily extinguished.

Greed, plunder, stubbornness — these were the true nature of demons.

"You cannot change it!"

Even though Amelia had always been gentle and considerate in front of Ifia, at this moment, she gently shook her head, shattering Ifia's last bit of hope. She had to accept reality.

However, seeing Ifia's pitiful look, Amelia reconsidered.

She then opened the wardrobe again and took out a black dress.

It was the same style as the white dress Ifia was about to wear. This made Ifia tilt her head in confusion, wondering why Amelia brought out another black dress. Did she want Ifia to switch and wear this one?

One moment, she was a pure little angel, and the next, she was a shivering little demon?

"Ifia, if you feel shy, then let me accompany you."

"!!!"

Hearing Amelia's words, Ifia widened her eyes in shock.

Could it be what she was thinking?!

Amelia wanted to wear the same dress as her?

Compared to Ifia's height, Amelia was at least 1.75 meters tall, fair-skinned, with long legs and a well-endowed figure. If she were to put on this dress with minimal fabric…

Stop, stop, continuing this line of thought would be inappropriate for her!

Ifia quickly halted her uncontrolled thoughts, then looked at Amelia with an expectant and shy expression, hesitating on whether to refuse or not.

After all, her job in the art club was to be a model, and being shy and hesitant would be unprofessional. Although she really wanted to see Amelia wear it, she couldn't!

"Amelia, maybe we should…"

"Hush, it's settled. Let's get started quickly!"

Before Ifia could refuse, Amelia raised her hand, placing her index finger on Ifia's lips, her purple eyes gently narrowed, her face carrying a firmness that brooked no refusal.

Amelia's sudden approach was forceful, and the sensation of her finger on Ifia's lips was quite clear.

Ifia unconsciously blushed again until she changed into the dress in the dressing room of the studio. The heat on her face didn't fade, and when she touched it with her hand, it was still warm.

[System, I suddenly feel that when Amelia becomes assertive, it's really alluring!]

[It makes people blush and their hearts race.]

[Compared to that blind Prince Carloy, Amelia is more suitable to be the protagonist!]

When Ifia was inexplicably excited, she didn't forget to complain to the system.

However, the system, as always, played dead and did not respond.

Regarding this, because the system had played dead too many times, Ifia finally sensed that something was amiss. After quietly observing, she discovered that the system never made a sound whenever Amelia was around.

It was as if making a sound would expose the system to Amelia.

However, it was impossible. The system didn't have a physical form and couldn't be caught by anyone.

Ifia found the behavior of the system strange, and the system itself was also frustrated. It ultimately failed to stop the foolish host!

Fortunately, the villainess didn't act as lecherously as the system had imagined.

Currently, she regarded Ifia more as a toy or a pet, wanting to play with her. However, the demon's nature added a hint of desire, similar to how a kitten couldn't resist the allure of catnip and yarn.

So, for now, the foolish host was safe.

As for the future, that was uncertain…

The system felt a bit guilty. Since changing the task content, it thought the foolish host who accepted the task might be in for some bad luck. But to save the world, the sacrifices made by the host would be appreciated by everyone!

As for the host's question about whether the villainess was more suitable to be the protagonist.

If it weren't for the no-spoiler rule, the system really wanted to tell the host… The plot of this world wasn't a simple love story between the main characters. Instead, it was more about guiding readers from their perspective to touch upon the mystery of the iceberg.

In a sense, the villainess had a higher presence than the protagonist!

Therefore, the story's ending is the destruction of the world and the extinction of humanity!

Despite continuously investing a large number of systems and hosts into this world, there hasn't been a successful attempt to change the story's outcome.

Instead, they all died in this world.

It was simply the world with the highest mortality rate!

As the system sighed, Ifia completed her outfit change. Although she felt uncomfortable with too much exposure, she didn't want to delay any longer and, with anticipation, opened the door to the dressing room.

Immediately, there was a critical hit on the screen, catching Ifia off guard.

Even though Ifia thought she was fast enough, Amelia was even faster.

She had already changed into the same dress and was waiting outside. Her casual stance left her long legs with nowhere to hide.

Compared to the conservative and pure white, black was evidently more seductive. Especially when paired with Amelia's dazzlingly white skin, the stark contrast between black and white created a stunning visual impact. Coupled with her tall stature and long legs, it was simply outstanding!

The dress on Amelia seemed to transform into an indescribable and provocative item.

Ifia involuntarily lowered her head to look at herself. Although she also had a well-endowed figure, she couldn't help feeling less alluring compared to Amelia. It wasn't that she was weak, but Amelia was just too powerful!

Instead of having her as the model, Ifia felt that Amelia was more suitable for the role.

Taking another glance at Amelia, too afraid to look at her ample chest, Ifia turned her gaze to her slender waist. Truly… the waist of a succubus, a lethal weapon.

While Ifia sneakily stole glances, Amelia, observing her outfit, also showed a satisfied expression. Indeed, Ifia was well-suited for this type of clothing.

Her innocent and naive face, combined with this seductive attire, accurately hit the demon's preferences!

However, it lacked a bit and needed an extra push.

"Ifia, I've chosen a fantastic pose specifically for you, and you won't feel tired even if it takes a while. Now, let me demonstrate for you."

To ensure that Ifia could strike a pose according to her preference, Amelia personally demonstrated. Leaning lazily against the dining table, she had already transitioned from leaning to lying down by the time Ifia approached.

She raised her hands above her head, simulating a bound and restrained posture.

As if depleted of energy from struggling and yet obediently awaiting the arrival of fate.

Her dazzling silver hair scattered across the tabletop. Waiting for Amelia to lift her gaze, at the moment she playfully curved her lips, it seemed like an enchanting fairy that captivated the soul was born.