Confess System: Picking Up Girls After Girls, Try Not to Get Killed!
【Brain battles + leveling up + girls chasing + mild suspenseful reasoning. 】 "I can read minds and I understand psychology. I can identify everything and even predict my own death. However, if no girl confesses to me every 30 days, I will die. The good news is, I've successfully picked up many girls. The bad news is, the girls who can't have me are starting to go to extremes. If anyone sees this message, please call an ambu——#$%^&*(……" --- steady update. 2 chapters per day xD
Whisper of the Demon
— (Alas... it's over, my body is about to be defiled by a demon...)
Holding such a thought, Heloise succumbed to the dizziness of magic exhaustion, helplessly losing consciousness.
After an unknown length of time, a delightful aroma of meat awakened Heloise from her slumber.
She groggily saw Felix sitting not far from her, gnawing on skewers one after another.
Though the meat pieces on the skewers were small, each was substantial and not at all tough!
Felix merely had to give a light bite, and the meat piece would separate from the twig-made skewer, enough to show how tender the meat was!
With the rich aroma of meat wafting around and watching the meat and juices being chewed back and forth in Felix's mouth, Heloise involuntarily swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva...
"Gurgle — "
Then, Heloise's stomach grumbled very discontentedly.
"You're awake, are you hungry?"