My Pick Up Artist System

Chapter 51 - Universal kissing signal

’Where is my aura burst?!?’ No matter how much he roared in his mind, Ben didn’t feel any sudden surge of strength. ’I don’t understand...In all those novels I read, how did those MCs do it? I thought after Truck-kun made a cameo, things would change...but the power-up hasn’t come for me. It’s almost as if it’s completely unrealistic...’

"I should go now, Benjamin-san..."

’Goddamnit!’ Ben knew it was over for tonight. He pulled back the troops. "It was fun."

Antonio told Ben not to make the mistake of asking her if she wanted to see him again. She already knew whether she did or not. If he asked her, it would only make him seem uncertain and needy. It was better texting her later for a second date without her expecting it. That way, she’d be uncertain if he would text her at all, which would keep her wondering, keep her thinking about him. However, before Ben left, there was one last side mission to complete.

Although getting her somewhere private didn’t work, it didn’t mean Miyuki didn’t like him. After all, his system made that clear.

[Target’s current attraction level: attracted]

[Target’s current comfort level: familiar]

Ben knew that since Miyuki was still standing there, that meant it was on her mind too. Their eyes met. He took a step towards her. He glanced at her lips and she glanced back at his. ’There’s the signal.’

The universal kissing signal from the book of s.e.x.u.a.l morse code. Antonio told him about it. If when he looked at a girl’s lips, she looked back at his, she was telling him she was ready for a kiss. It was important to receive this signal before going for a kiss. Otherwise, if she rejected the kiss, it would be more difficult to get one later. Women liked men who were smooth enough to do things right the first time.

Inch by inch, Ben leaned his head in. Miyuki’s cheeks turned red, but she closed her eyes. Just a little, she puckered out her lips.

Like a lion catching a gazelle, Ben’s lips grasped hers.

"Nnn..." Miyuki made a slight whimper.

Ben placed his hands on her h.i.p.s. He moved his lips around, exploring hers, feeling their elasticity. ’Soft,’ he thought, but it wasn’t enough. He reached his tongue into her mouth.

"Uhm..." Miyuki didn’t stop him.

Ben moved his tongue around the inside of her lips. Then, he met his rival--her wet tongue. At first, they only touched against each other, probing, testing. Soon, Ben’s tongue twirled around hers, taking control of the rhythm. Only seconds later, she surrendered. It was a mismatch. Enemies became lovers. He assumed the role of the conqueror, massaging her tongue, guiding their movements. Miyuki’s tongue tasted like green tea. ’Tasty,’ he thought.

Miyuki leaned into Ben’s embrace, putting her arms around his neck. "Mmm..." she m.o.a.ned.

*Creak*

Like awaking from a dream, Miyuki’s eyes popped open as she hurried to distance herself from Ben, putting her back against her door. "A-and i-it’s like I said, Benjamin-san, please keep the noise down." She swallowed while gazing at the student neighbor who walked out of the adjacent hallway carrying a garbage beg.

The student was wearing a hoodie that obstructed their face. After watching Ben and Miyuki for a few seconds, the neighbor turned and walked in the other direction to the garbage chute.

Miyuki breathed a sigh of relief. It was best if no one in the dormitory knew she was dating Ben. Them walking together meant nothing, but if a student saw them kissing...

"Benjamin-san, I’m going inside. It was a lovely date. Thank you." She entered her room and closed the door behind her.

Ben shook his head. A kiss didn’t satisfy him. ’All those s.e.xy techniques I read on google seemed to work so the kiss went well. The problem is that at this rate, my life will become slice of life!’

He sighed. ’Since I can’t cook worth a damn, slice of life means publisher God will end this story next week and the system will slice my head! ...That won’t do! Ganbare!’ It worried Ben, but he didn’t dwell on it because besides for Miyuki’s clothes, there was another present waiting for him to unwrap.

The points!

The rewards!

’Soft...tasty...’ These were the softest and tastiest things to Ben! He rushed to his room to savor them. When he left, Miyuki stopped watching through the peephole and leaned her back against the wall. Her breathing was heavy, her mind occupied with various thoughts...but not as occupied as her hands.

Her left hand was squeezing her n.i.p.p.l.e! "Hnngg..." Her face expressed helpless surrender.

Her right hand was moving down to her other sensitive area...lower and lower...

In the hallway, the student in a hoodie returned to the area where Ben and Miyuki were making out a minute ago. With a sly grin, that friendly neighbor stared at Miyuki’s door for a long time. They licked their lips, anticipating it--the flavor of green tea.