Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 613 Bitch!!!

Once he had lulled his wife into a deep sleep, Luis pulled up the System interface.

In his backpack, the remaining items consisted of: Aphrodisiac Incense (for men), Momotaro Rice Ball, and Random Blind Box (2).

Luis eyed them with clear annoyance, aware that the count of blind boxes remained woefully insufficient.

What irked him most was the apparent uselessness of the Momotaro Rice Ball. Honestly, what good was such a pointless item in modern times?

Sure, if it summoned a dinosaur or legendary creature, that might be tolerable, yet he had no interest in pets, making this foolish reward a total waste of a blind box.

Moreover… what if the herbivores or carnivores simply rejected it?

He couldn't just feed it to pigs, right? The whole concept was absurd.

Muttering curses quietly, Luis seethed over the urgent need to acquire more blind boxes fast. Even without opening them, they served for protection or trading for blackmail tools.

He'd intended to tackle the mother-in-law threesome mission that very night…

The deeper his thoughts delved, the more agitated he grew, leaving Luis unable to stay put.

Right then, his phone buzzed with a call from Hela. Answering with a sly, lustful smirk, he teased, “Why aren’t you asleep yet, my little bitch? Are you missing your master’s big cock?”

“Second son-in-law, where are you?”

That formal address jolted Luis alert, signaling she was likely near others.

It clicked—normally, he pursued her on whims, since the busy female director ignored him during work hours.

“I’m at home. What’s up?”

“Um, come to your sister-in-law’s place for a bit. There’s something urgent.”

“Alright, I’m on my way!!!”

Though puzzled, Luis didn't dwell once sister-in-law was mentioned. He sped off straight to their neighborhood.

“Alright, I’m on my way!!!”

Though puzzled, Luis didn't dwell once sister-in-law was mentioned. He sped off straight to their neighborhood.

For discreet visits, he held a key to her apartment, yet he rang the bell to dodge any suspicion.

“Second son-in-law, come in, quickly!”

Hela opened the door, her face awkward. Dressed in cozy home pajamas that still radiated allure, she tempted him, but lust wasn't on Luis's mind now.

Stepping in, he spotted brother-in-law Daniel on the sofa in just underwear, puffing a cigarette with a gloomy, frustrated scowl. This laid-back fellow seldom looked so grave.

Daniel spotted Luis and nodded faintly, staying mum.

“What’s going on here?”

Luis felt truly baffled.

Typically, Hela avoided her son's home, and nearing ten o'clock meant peak bar hours.

Lately a workaholic, Daniel ought to be managing the bar, not lounging here.

Hela gestured toward the bedroom, saying awkwardly, “Um, try to comfort your sister-in-law and get her to stop crying.”

“Wait, you need to explain what happened first!!”

“Let’s… let’s talk on the balcony.”

Hela dragged Luis to the balcony, her look screaming she didn't want her son eavesdropping. Anger and helplessness twisted her features.

In a secluded balcony spot, Luis sparked a cigarette and observed her silently.

Her voice hushed with fury and exasperation, Hela vented, “Sigh, it’s all Daniel’s fault. I… I’m so embarrassed, I don’t even know how to comfort your sister-in-law.”

Earlier, amid the father-in-law’s mistress hospitalization chaos, Hela handled logistics.

Her eldest daughter, eager to play dutiful child yet skimping on daughter-in-law duties, gifted pricey cosmetics to her mother-in-law for appearances.

That night, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law bonded nicely and headed to the salon. But exiting the building, they recalled forgetting the cosmetics.

Living close by, and with Hela's early bedtime routine, they opted to grab extras en route and loop back quickly for the gift.

Unlocking the door revealed a scene that froze them both in shock…

Daniel had returned unannounced, sprawled naked on the living room couch, buzzed from drinks.

The real horror for the women: a fair-skinned, fragile-looking schoolboy knelt before him, stroking himself while giving oral to Daniel.

Caught in the act… A woman would've been scandalous enough, but a boy…

Nancy utterly broke down…

Daniel hastily yanked on pants and ushered the boy out first.

Regaining wits, Hela slammed the door to contain the family disgrace.

Nancy wailed and raged briefly, but Daniel merely hung his head in silence, unresponsive.

This was out of character—the brat usually yelled back or threw punches.

After her outburst, Nancy retreated to the bedroom, barricaded herself, and sobbed.

Hela boiled with rage too. With a female affair, her favoritism would've sided with him.

She'd console the daughter-in-law, claiming men stray harmlessly, offering amends to patch it up.

Worst case, divorce—her darling son could snag another fine bride easily.

But cavorting with a man… Unthinkable…

She refused to stomach it. Darlan learning would spell disownment.

That rigid traditionalist viewed male flings as manly, but same-sex antics as lineage-ending treason—he'd handle it personally.

“Holy shit…”

Luis stared in real shock, musing how like attracts like.

The persona tag hack worked slyly, amplified by Hans’ gay bar into a lethal weapon.

In that homo haven, Daniel’s bottled-up urges, chained by society, had exploded free.

Luis pondered the frequency, but home hookups screamed repeat offenses.

“No wonder he specifically asked where Nancy was…”

Hela spat bitterly, disappointed in his unworthiness.

“So… what did he say?”

Luis inquired warily.