Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 657 I Mean.. It's Okay!!

Luis gave a faint smile and spoke in a relaxed tone, "It's normal. Parents usually show little empathy, just like in his case—his Mother-in-law never bothers asking what you all want to eat."

"It's quite straightforward too. Plenty of parents, or even grandparents, stick to that self-centered human instinct."

"They couldn't accomplish certain things themselves, so they turn it into a lifelong regret that their kids must fulfill for them. Truth is, they never check if the child truly enjoys it; they just impose it relentlessly."

"Yes, Brother-in-law is spot on."

Ariana vented with indignation, "Her dad always claims that back in the day, he missed out on No. 1 High School due to a bad day."

"He believes his genes are top-notch and sees her not getting into No. 1 High School as her personal failing. But hell, she never enjoyed studying to begin with, and she's no nerd like him."

She expressed it with fiery passion and a sense of release.

Bathek City No. 1 High School stood as a storied institution over a century old. Though it lagged behind today's exam-focused powerhouses, to many from the older generation, it remained a sacred pinnacle.

Leah appeared deeply stirred too and added, "That's precisely the issue! Who in her family can really excel at studies? And worst of all, her mom keeps berating her over it."

The young sister-in-law felt truly unjustly treated. Throughout middle school, her scores had consistently ranked in the top five of her year.

However, entering a competitive hub like No. 1 High School, filled with top scholars, caused her position to slip to merely the top ten. Still, her Mother-in-law fixated solely on the rank and stayed perpetually dissatisfied with her performance.

Luis quickly responded, "Leah, he even quarreled with his wife over this."

"Quarreled about it?"

The little sister-in-law seemed momentarily stunned.

"Calling it a quarrel is too strong—it was more like a talk. They simply fail to grasp that a novice monk in a grand temple differs vastly from a seasoned one in a humble shrine."

"Tsinghua and Peking University are elite, aren't they? Yet who would deny the suicides happening there yearly?"

"He was once his city's top student, but at that school, forget shining bright—he became an invisible nobody, a mere extra with zero impact, likely scraping the bottom."

"Numerous parents overlook that massive gap. Such crushing disparity is precisely what those youngsters can't endure."

Luis spoke tenderly, "Baby Leah, your early days at No. 1 High School introduced you to just two kinds of people."

"One group: the study prodigies you vied against. The other: kids whose wealthy or influential families paved their way in. Those average peers whose names escape you entirely—you hardly cross paths with them now, right?"

"Leah, was the stress truly so intense?"

Ariana inquired hesitantly. She had assumed Leah was thriving.

Her own parents had constantly held Leah up as the perfect example to scold her with. In Ariana's view, Leah embodied the classic 'kid from another family.'

Despite sharing adolescent confusions and curiosities as cousins, what irked Ariana most remained her parents' nagging comparisons. Leah stayed forever 'that child from the other family' in her eyes.

The 'other family's child' always grates the most, doesn't it? No real hatred needed—they're just exasperating.

Leah nestled right into her embrace and gave a bitter smile, "See? That's why she can't make sense of it. Why must they nitpick her grades?"

Ariana pondered deeply as well. Upon hearing this, she felt shocked too. She had imagined her cousin Leah, with those stellar marks, basking in universal praise and care.

Nearly at the same instant, both turned their gazes to Luis, like sailors spotting a guiding beacon in the fog.

Luis noticed the admiration dawning on the two girls' faces and realized his approach that evening had hit the mark.

Acting as the insightful, compassionate older brother proved highly successful. He needed to empathize with their teenage struggles fully.

Though truthfully, his carnal motives led the way. With the little brother-in-law's dad, Logan, being so inept, and the Mother-in-law's upbringing so flawed, it strayed far from contemporary ethical norms.

The mother-in-law's approach to raising kids overflowed with deep bitterness. In truth, it was a miracle the three sisters didn't end up with warped personalities.

"Certain parents behave exactly like that. Truth is, it's pretty normal and human!"

"Once they hit a specific age, they feel too plain next to everyone else around them."

"Their daily life, their jobs—they lack any real impact there!"

"That's why, at this stage, they resort to harsh control and a slightly twisted urge to dominate, seeking some existence through their kids."

As the insightful brother-in-law, Luis skillfully tapped into their emotions, despite the youngest sister-in-law always acting so compliant and never voicing such thoughts aloud.

Yet this approach hit the mark perfectly. Ariana burst out in fury right away, "Spot on! Her dad's words are pure nonsense. He failed to enter No. 1 High School himself—why force her to do it?"

The youngest sister-in-law, Leah, shared the outrage and snapped, "Same with her! She's the sole one in her family who reached high school, and she nailed No. 1 High School!"

"Her mom claimed earlier she couldn't possibly burn through that much cash monthly. Lies! She felt ashamed just grabbing cafeteria meals."

Luis's method of building common resentment proved brilliantly effective. It shattered their defenses, letting them pour out complaints about their parents' flaws freely.

Frankly, the tactic felt a tad unethical, yet it worked wonders. Sparking that emotional connection drew them nearer.

The two youngest sisters-in-law beamed with joy. Leah, now bolder, teased her right away, "You make it sound like skirts will end you! We bought those specially for you—over four hundred bucks apiece, got it?"

Ariana shot her an eye-roll and retorted, "Don't kid anyone. Four hundred for a skirt? Are you loaded now?"

The youngest sister-in-law, Leah, was dead serious. Clenching her jaw, she declared, "Four hundred was big money before, but we can swing it these days. And don't let staying here mess with your head."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Her young cousin Ariana stared back, utterly puzzled.

Leah pinched her waist a couple times and flushed as she said, "Quit faking it, geez. Drop the pure act around me."

"How much pocket money does Brother-in-law hand her monthly? He gives you the exact same..."

This hit Ariana with guilt. Five hundred dollars monthly—even topping her dad's wage. Bluntly, school rumors of classmates as kept girls came to mind.

In rural spots, news lagged. A quick fling fetched just thirty or forty bucks. Being kept a whole month wouldn't fetch much more.

With brother-in-law's allowance, her days flowed smoothly, though unease lingered inside.

Noticing her unusual anxiety, Leah grinned and teased, "You sneaky Ariana, you're way worse. Last time you caught her cozy with Brother-in-law—bet you've gotten cozy with him too?"

"W-what are you saying?"

Ariana panicked fully but held back from denying it.

This marked Leah's first real edge. Seeing her cousin's rattled face sparked a rush of boldness, though she held back from pressing or exploiting the moment.

Observing their playful tussle created the loveliest sight.

They skipped the capital trip mainly because Luis knew little about the area. No ideas surfaced for exciting spots despite his pondering.

First destination: the city's liveliest Wanda Plaza. After parking, the two young sisters hooked arms closely.

Leah cheered excitedly, "Yes! Ariana, tonight we'll drain Brother-in-law's wallet for real!"

Luis trailed with a gentle, leisurely grin, "Drain it all you want. Whatever you two spend, Brother-in-law loves it."

Straight to the girls' top pick, Chanel. Entering made Ariana jittery; she glanced about nervously.

To her, the brand radiated tempting romance, yet felt worlds away from her own reality.

Unlike the nervousness of her little cousin, the little sister-in-law brimmed with cheer. She grabbed Ariana's hand and glanced around, teasing playfully, "Ariana, look at this necklace, it's really beautiful. It would suit you perfectly!"

"It's okay, I guess."

Ariana's eyes sparkled upon seeing it, yet as she spotted the price tag exceeding one thousand dollars, her gaze started to waver.