Chapter 10: Deliberate Kiss and Moral flictThe system notification, [+2 Love Points (LP) gained! (Kiss)], pulsed in Kray’s vision, a stark reminder of the bizarre new reality he inhabited. Healing through an affeate kiss. It was… ludicrous. A, undeniably, it had just happened. Era’s cough was gone, her vitality renewed, and he had gained Love Points simply from her kiss of gratitude.
He stared at his status s, his mind rag. [Kiss: Lvl 1]. Cost: 1-2 LP. Healing energy through an affeate kiss. The words echoed in his head, sparking a dangerous, ethically murky train of thought.
Could he use this iionally? Could he deliberately use the [Kiss] skill to heal? To gain more Love Points? The pervert in him, now fully awake and stretg its limbs, was already gleefully imagining the possibilities. A damsel in distress, a lingering illness, a strategically pced, healing kiss… the LP potential seemed… immense.
But the healer in him, the part of him that actually wao help people, recoiled at the thought. Deliberately seeking out opportuo kiss people? Wasn’t that… maniputive? Exploitative? Even for a Pervert Healer, it felt… wrong. Too calcuted, too self-serving.
He paced restlessly around the kit, his internal debate raging. On one hand, it was a healing skill. If a kiss could genuinely alleviate suffering, wasn’t it his duty to use it? Especially if it also geed the Love Points necessary to unlock even more powerful healing abilities? Surely, the ends justified the means, to some extent.
Oher hand… it was a kiss. An intimate act, charged with emotional and even romantinotations. To onize affe, to turn a kiss into a calcuted healing tool, felt… cold. Meistic. And undeniably, deeply perverted in a way that evehe self-procimed Pervert Healer, found slightly uling.
He rubbed his temples, feeling the familiar stirrings of a headache threatening to bloom. He o talk to someoo bouhese flig thoughts off of a rational mind. And in his world, rationality and unwavering support came in the form of his sister, Alice.
He found her in the barn, mug out the stables with her usual eic efficy. He leaned against the doorframe, watg her for a moment, admirirength and practicality, her unwavering good humor. If anyone could rounded perspective on this bizarre situation, it was Alice.
“Hey, Alice,” he said, his voice a little hesitant. “Got a minute?”
Alice straightened up, leaning on her shovel, a pyful smirk curving her lips. “Depends, Dray. Are you finally going to offer to help with the mug? Or are you just here to… admire my teique?”
Kray chuckled, the tension in his chest easing slightly in her presence. “her, actually. I wao… talk to you about something. Something… about my healing.”
Alice raised an eyebrow, intrigued. She leaned her shovel against the wall aured for him to lead the way out of the barn. They walked towards the apple orchard, the crisp autumn air a wele trast to the barhy warmth.
“So, what is it, Dray?” Alice asked, her tone now serious, sensing his uncharacteristic hesitation. “Another eique’ you’ve ‘discovered’?” She couldn’t resist a pyful h her elbow.
Kray took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. He couldn't bring himself to explicitly describe the “pleasure” aspeot yet. But he o expin the kiss, at least in a vaguely patable way.
“Remember how Era kissed me on the cheek yesterday, after the massage?” he began, his cheeks flushing slightly. “Well… something weird happened. The System… it gave me Love Points for it. And… and it unlocked a new skill.”
Alice’s eyes widened. “Love Points? From a kiss? What kind of skill?” Her curiosity was clearly piqued.
Kray hesitated again, then plunged in. “It’s… a healing skill.” He mumbled the name, feeling a fresh wave of awkwardness wash over him.
Alice burst out ughing, a loud, urained peal of mirth that echoed through the orchard. “Kiss healing? Seriously, Dray? What , tickle therapy? Are you going to heal people by… kissing them better?” She dissolved into another fit of giggles, clutg her stomach.
Kray’s blush deepened, but he stood his ground. “It’s… it’s real, Alice! The skill description says ‘Healing through affeate kiss.’ It costs Love Points to use, and… and I gained Love Points when Era kissed me. It’s… it’s a thing!”
Alice, slowly regaining her posure, studied his face, her pyful amusement giving way to a flicker of gerigue. “Kiss healing, huh? Well, I’ll be… So, how does it work? Do you just… go around kissing people to make them better?” Her eyes twinkled mischievously again.
Kray hesitated. “Well, that’s… that’s what I wao ask you about. I’m thinking… maybe it could be a real healing tool. But… it feels kind of weird, you know? Deliberately kissing people to heal them. Is that… ethical? Or just… really, really perverted?”
Alice sidered this for a moment, tapping her thoughtfully. “Hmm, ethical perversion… that’s a new one, even for you, Dray.” She grihen her expression turned more serious. “Look, if it’s a healing skill, and it actually works, then maybe you should use it. But… yeah, going around kissing people randomly does sound a bit… creepy. And definitely perverted.”
She paused, a pyful gliurning to her eyes. “Unless… you need practice? You know, to… uand the skill better? Maybe you should… practi someone you trust. Someone… like… your loving sister?” She batted her eyeshes dramatically, a teasing smile pying on her lips.
Kray’s blush returned with a vengeance. “Alice! Don’t be ridiculous!” he sputtered, even as a part of him, the pervert part, was already sidering the… practice opportunities.
Alice just ughed again, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “e on, Dray, don’t be such a prude! It’s just a kiss, right? For sce! For healing! Think of it as… sisterly medical experimentation!” She stepped closer, her pyful gaze log onto his, a hint of genuine curiosity now mixed with the teasing. “Besides,” she added in a lower voice, her tone being almost seductive, “I’m feeling a little… uhe weather myself. Maybe a healing kiss from my little brother is just what I need.”
Before Kray could fully process her words, Alice leaned in aly pressed her lips to his. It was a soft, fleeting kiss, more chaste than sensual, but undeniably intimate, given their sibliionship, especially with the added text of “healing practice.”
Kray froze, his mind bnk for a moment, his senses overwhelmed by the ued closeness of Alice, the soft pressure of her lips, the faint st of apples that always seemed to g to her. Then, as quickly as it began, the kiss was over. Alice stepped back, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of amusement and… something else, something he couldn't quite decipher.
Almost immediately, the familiar system chime echoed in his mind, and a new notification appeared.
[+1 Love Point (LP) gained! (Kiss - Familial Affe)]
One Love Point. Less thawo he’d gained from Era’s kiss. He checked his status, notig the subtly different w of the notification – “(Kiss - Familial Affe)”.
Alice was watg him, her expression a mix of amusement and anticipation. “Well?” she asked, her voice light. “Did it work? Did you heal my… uh… sisterly ailment?”
Kray blinked, snapping back to reality. He had to process this, both the kiss itself and the system feedback. “I… I got one Love Point,” he mumbled, feeling slightly dazed. “But… only one. Era’s kiss gave me two.”
Alice’s eyebrows shot up. “Two? Ooh, Era’s kisses are more potent than mine? I’m offended!” She feigned mock e, but Kray could see a spark of genuine uanding in her eyes.
“No, it’s not… potent,” Kray stammered, trying to expin the heory f in his mind. “It’s… different kinds of affe, I think. Era’s kiss was… grateful, maybe a little bit… flustered. Yours was… sisterly. Familiar. Maybe… familial love doesn’t gee as many Love Points as… other kinds?”
Alice sidered this, tapping her thoughtfully again. “Hmm, makes sense, I guess. Romantic love is supposed to be stronger, more… LP-geing, right? So, does that mean you o go around kissing all the pretty girls in Luma to bee a high-level healer?” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Kray groaned, burying his fa his hands. “Alice, stop! This is serious! I’m supposed to be a healer, not a… kiss-colleg Lothario!”
Alice ughed, patting him solingly on the shoulder. “I know, I know, Dray. I’m just teasing. But seriously, think about it. If kiss healing is a real thing, and it help people, maybe you should use it. But… maybe just stick to cheeks for now? Unless… a patient really needs a more… affeate kiss for their ailment?” Her eyes twinkled again, the pyful pervert in her clearly enjoying the sheer absurdity of the situation.
Kray sighed, the internal flict still unresolved. He knew Alice was right, in a way. If [Kiss] was a healing tool, he couldn't simply ig, just because it felt… perverted. But he also couldn't bring himself to view kisses as mere LP geors, to onize affe for personal gain.
“I don’t know, Alice,” he mumbled, his voice heavy with uainty. “It just feels… wrong. To deliberately use kisses for healing. It blurs the lines, you know? Between healer and… something else. Something… less pure.”
Alice pced a f hand on his arm, her pyful demeanor softening, repced by a gentle uanding. “Maybe… maybe you just o find a bance, Dray. Use it when it’s truly needed, when it’s genuinely appropriate for healing. And… try not to overthink the pervert part too much. You’re still Dray, you’re still a healer, even if your methods are… a little unventional. And maybe,” she added with a wink, “a little bit of perversion isn’t always a bad thing. Especially if it helps people feel better.”
Kray looked at her, his gaze searg, seeking reassurance. Alice’s words, though ced with her usual pyful teasing, held a core of solid, grounded wisdom. Bance. Appropriateness. Responsibility. He o find a way to ie this bizarre new skill, this potent but ethically challenging power, into his healer’s oath. He o be a Pervert Healer, yes, but a responsible Pervert Healer. A healer who used pleasure, and perhaps even kisses, fenuine healing, not for cheap thrills or selfish gain. The path was still blurry, still fraught with moral ambiguity, but for the first time sinlog the [Kiss] skill, Kray felt a glimmer of hope, a faint outline of a way forward, a way to recile his pervert desires with his healer’s duty. And maybe, just maybe, to bee something more than just Dray the Quack, or even just Kray the Pervert Healer. Perhaps, he could bee something… truly unique.
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Name : Kray(18)
Css : Healer
Level : 2 (0/20)
LP (Love Points) : 9+3
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Skills : [Pleasure : Lvl 2]