Chapter 15, Ignore the risks and continue the installation!
After taking a quick look at the story of the Bocaster water elf, Droste looked at the eyeball in his palm that looked like a black gem.

It is like a deep obsidian, and the surface of the eyeball is covered with tiny golden spots, like stars dotted in the night sky, flashing a faint and charming light.

The pupils have an irregular shape, as if they were forcibly twisted by the tentacles of some unknown creature.

Isn't it an elf's eyeball? Why does it look so Cthulhu?

Forget it, what the system gave shouldn’t be a bad thing.

After all, this is the first red item I have drawn, so I must cherish it.

Drost pointed at the eye and installed it!

Warning: Implanting eyes from creatures from another world may cause personality changes and physiological changes, so please be careful.

"..."

Droste smiled with great disdain.

In my previous life, I was a battle-hardened, difficult-to-kill cockroach.

Otherwise, how could I look up the websites where I learned knowledge from my history records and bookmarks every time I feel regretful?

Why would I be afraid of something like this?
Some people are positive and strive to win glory for the country.

Some people ignore the risks and continue to install!
continue!

Droste immediately placed the eyeball, which looked like a small preserved egg, on his eyelids. The eyeball seemed to have found its home and immediately merged in.

Subconsciously, Droste wanted to open the transparent system panel to check his attributes.

Host: Simpson Droste Primo

Slide down.

Intelligence: 7. Still seven. No change.

Physical strength: 5. Physical strength has not changed.

Stamina: 5, stamina too.

Hmm? Droste noticed something was wrong.

Charisma: 8+2.

There was a piece of small writing below, and Droste moved his eyes over it.

[PS: The eyeballs of the Bocaster Water Elf give you the last two points of charm. When you activate the eyes of the Bocaster Water Elf, your charm will increase according to the activation skill level of the eyes.]

(Your charm is almost irresistible to the opposite sex.)
Magic power: 0 (Konjac? What Konjac?)

My goodness, these are not the eyes of an elf, they are clearly the skills of a succubus!

Isn’t this what happens in the anime?
Both consciousness guidance and consciousness suggestion have been written.

Droste looked around, fearing that the invisible river crab god would come out to kill him.

Droste then closed his eyes, trying to feel the energy gathering in his eye sockets, and then opened them suddenly.

Not enough magic power.

The system prompts that it requires magic power to activate the lowest level of eyesight, but my magic power is zero. I can only trigger the most basic passive effect.

[Eyeball of the Bocaster Water Fairy]: In the closed state, it can only play 1% of its function, slightly affecting and guiding the consciousness of others.

I recalled many classic works, such as the Rebel at Succubus Academy and What Succubus Succubus.

Droste encouraged himself.

First find tenants to make money, then find ways to increase magic power.

Just do it.

That night, Droste had a dream.

He dreamed that he was in a state of bestiality, glaring at his class with the eyes of a Bocaster water elf.

Every cute foreign monster girl caught in the gaze froze and then turned her head mechanically.

Hearts in the eyes, pink atmosphere.

……

The next day.

"Young shopkeeper, I'll go out first. I'll leave breakfast for you downstairs." Isabel knocked on Droste's door and spoke after receiving a response.

"Okay." Droste opened the door of his room and responded weakly.

"Then I'll be leaving first. You can take care of your lunch at noon. I should be busy in the store. If we open the store as soon as possible, we can make a profit as soon as possible."

"No problem, Miss Isabel."

Then Droste told Isabel again about Phoenix's stay.

"It's Miss Catgirl. Then I'll prepare one for Phoenix as well. It's quite convenient. Remember to wake her up..." Isabel blinked and looked up into Droste's eyes.

This look.

Isabelle's voice became quieter and quieter, and her attention was focused on Droste's eyes.

Strange, was the shop owner’s eyes this color yesterday?

Although they all have black pupils, it is not very common.

But why is there a faint golden color in the right eye?

Isabel looked at Droste's face.
A lazy look, with two parts of coldness and three parts of indifference.

Suddenly, my breathing quickened.

Why does it feel like the shop owner is a little...

Damn it, Isabel, calm down.

Didn’t you say you would control yourself after what happened yesterday?

There was an imperceptible desire in Isabel's eyes and her ears turned slightly red.

Droste suddenly looked at Mrs. Isabel with some curiosity.

How come there is suddenly a strong smell of milk so early in the morning?

Ok?
Why did the wife's face suddenly turn red?
My breathing also became much more rapid.

Wait! Why is there a blush on her face? It's moving towards the tip of her ear.

It seemed as if pink bubbles were popping up above my head.

He saw again all the looks that Mrs. Isabel had given him before, only staring at his face.

Droste then blinked gently, hiding the light golden color in his eyes.

I'm so scared. Why is Mrs. Elf like this? It's as if she wants to do something big early in the morning.

That would be really... too obscene.

Could it be that the basic passive ability of this eyeball can also have such a great effect on the opposite sex?
What about the stupid Phoenix?
Is this... a special attack weapon against cat girls?

In order to better gain Phoenix's loyalty, Droste decided to give it a try.

the other side.

Isabel's eyes lost focus and she quickly lowered her head.

Her face was slightly flushed, as if covered with a layer of light peach color, double-layered and tight. The bright peach color flashed under her long eyelashes, revealing a kind of shyness and nervousness that was difficult to conceal.

The most distinctive feature is the slightly reddish tips of the ears.

He twisted his hands, obviously very uneasy.

Looking at his wife's shy look, Droste couldn't help but think of a legend.

Legend has it that the most sensitive bodies in the entire continent, besides succubus, are those of elves.

It is said that if you blow hot air directly in front of the pointed ears of a female elf, the breath with a hint of masculinity will attack the brain of the female elf, and the female elf will fall down limply, losing all strength and blushing.

Droste licked his dry lips and asked, "Madam, it's getting late, aren't you going out yet?"

Isabel nodded hurriedly, clutching her apron, and ran to the room to change into pajamas.

As Droste finished washing up, Isabelle was ready to go out.

She looked much better today. Her golden curly hair was draped over her chest and tied into a small braid.

The remaining hair is interwoven into a more complicated hairstyle, which looks very noble and elegant.

Paired with a pure white dress, her body curves are exquisite, graceful, soft and suggestive.

"Then I'll be leaving first, little shopkeeper..." Isabel pursed her lips.

"No problem, no problem, you go first." Drost nodded.

Isabelle turned around and left, twisting her plump hips. Droste looked at her beautiful figure, stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran to the next room.

Should I wake her up? Wouldn't that be a bit too much? After all, we've only known each other for a short time...

Droste hesitated.

However, in order to prevent the breakfast made by Mrs. Isabel from being wasted, Droste still knocked on the door.

I can't do anything anyway.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

　Please read on. Fast forward to the school section.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)