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Taming SSR And UR RANK Superwomen-Chapter 7 — The Missing Bra, the Beauty I Want to Tame
After speaking with the woman at the shopping center, the morning slipped away, and now he was walking down the main street while cars passed along the roads to his left. Thomas looked at the System, focusing on his stats.
Level: 0
Experience: 40 / 100
[ATTRIBUTES:]
Mastery: 0
Synchrony: −1
Endurance: 1
Willpower: 3 ↑ +1 from a completed mission.
Reputation: −2
’These negative numbers affect me somehow, but I still don’t know how. Apparently, I only get one daily mission, but I also have a side quest.’
[Side Mission.]
•Observe a recognized heroine without interacting and without activating System functions for five minutes.
[Reward:]
Synchrony +1
Experience +20
[Failure Penalty:]
None.
•Side missions are optional.
’Would this work through my phone? There are several heroines in the top hundred who do live streams.’
After five minutes, a small chime rang through the System. The mission was completed, and he received his rewards.
Level: 0
Experience: 60 / 100
[ATTRIBUTES:]
Mastery: 0
Synchrony: 0 ↑ +1
Endurance: 1
Willpower: 3
Reputation: −2
’Good to know. I guess as long as it doesn’t specify in person, I can use the internet.’
His eyes moved across the interface until they reached the Shop section. The option was locked.
’How do I unlock these options?’
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When night fell, Thomas climbed the stairs to his apartment while yawning. He had spent part of the evening and the night helping his younger sister with a school project.
"I’m exhausted... I didn’t even have time to look for a job."
When he opened the door to his room, his body jumped in fright. Everything was dark, but he could see two glowing red spheres staring at him from the depths of the shadows.
He froze and was about to run away when he heard a female voice speak to him.
"Did you really think I wouldn’t notice and you’d get away with it, you damn pervert?"
He would recognize that voice anywhere. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"B-Belle...?" he asked, cold sweat running down his back.
Thomas turned on the light and saw her sitting on the edge of his bed, holding a family photograph in her hand.
He closed the door behind him, swallowed, and asked:
"W-what are you doing here? I mean! I’m glad to see you here, Miss Belle. It’s a huge honor... I’m just very confused."
Belle stood up, walked over to Thomas, and grabbed his chin firmly, squeezing his cheeks without any care.
"Where is it?" she asked in a harsh, authoritative tone.
"W-what?"
"My bra! When I got home, I wasn’t wearing it! Did you really think I’d let you keep it and not notice? Don’t make me laugh, bastard," she said, a cynical smile forming on her face.
’Shit, she noticed! Damn it! I wanted to keep it like a relic. At least I enjoyed its scent for a long time.’
"I-it’s under my mattress."
"I know. I already have it," she replied, showing it with her free hand. "I just wanted to see if you finally had the guts to be honest."
She let him go, causing him to fall back onto his butt. Her bra was black, made of lace. Normally, she wouldn’t show it so casually, but she had already accepted that Thomas had used it.
"Miss Belle..."
"What do you want, you perverted teenager?"
Thomas felt an arrow pierce straight through his heart.
’My biggest platonic love hates me. How awful. I should just die.’
"Um, I’d like you to give me a little of your time. If I have to apologize on my knees, I will." Thomas knelt down and pressed his forehead against the concrete floor. "I apologize for taking advantage of the state you were in. It’s just that... I couldn’t help myself. I’m a huge admirer of you."
’Honestly, I don’t regret anything. Touching her breasts was the best sensation in the world. But socially, this is how I’m supposed to act. And of course, I don’t want her to hate me.’
Belle smiled arrogantly as she looked down at him and said:
"How shameless. Do you still want me to play the humble woman and forgive you for what you did?"
Thomas raised his head and, looking at her calmly, said:
"You already did. Otherwise, I’d be suffering the consequences right now, but I’m not being punished. That’s how incredible you are."
Belle’s expression vanished, and she looked away slightly, uncomfortable. She couldn’t deny the lack of punishment. Somehow moved by his response, she replied:
"What do you want from me?"
’Everything! I love you!’
"I know it’s very shameless of me, but I wanted to ask if you could help my sister get into a good hero academy. I’m willing to accept any job you decide to give me."
Belle observed him coldly for a few seconds. Then she closed her eyes and answered firmly:
"I won’t do it. I’m against the injustice of giving privileges to others just because they have important connections. Everyone deserves to be treated equally and to prove they earn their status."
’I knew it, but I lost nothing by trying.’
"Your name is Thomas, right? Thomas Miller."
"Yes."
’Now I’m worried she might do something to my sister. She already suspects me as it is. I know I shouldn’t get involved with her, but... damn it, she’s Belle Snow. The heroine I love and admire the most. I can’t help wanting to talk to her.’
"Aside from being a filthy, disgusting pervert," she sighed, looking at him as if evaluating something she couldn’t fully approve of, "you’re still just a teenager. I suppose at that age we all do stupid things, but you seem devoted to giving your little sister Iris a good life. I know you’ll make it."
With that said, she turned around and walked toward the window.
"I’ll be taking this, by the way," she said, holding up her bra.
Thomas smiled with a mix of nervousness and relief. Watching her back as she moved away, he couldn’t help but feel admiration and love for her. The fact that she had forgiven him also warmed his heart as her devoted admirer.
’Taming her... with this system, could I make Belle stay with me? I want to test its function.’
Once Belle opened the window, she turned back and looked around Thomas’s room, saying:
"By the way, thanks for buying my merchandise. I see all those posters of me on your walls. I appreciate the support, and I’m grateful that you’re one of my fans."
"You’re very kind, Belle..." Thomas said, still on his knees.
"I only told you because I noticed that the biggest poster you have is my favorite photo of myself. And as you can probably tell now, it’s also my favorite outfit. No one knows that, so at least we share the same taste."
Thomas looked where she pointed. He saw his favorite poster hanging on the wall, the one that stood out the most. It was the photograph that, to Thomas, best highlighted Belle’s beauty and cold elegance.
With that, she flew away. Thomas stood up and watched her disappear among the clouds of the night, perhaps knowing he wouldn’t see her again anytime soon—or at least not until he figured out how to catch her attention.
’But without a doubt, and of course with all due respect, I’m going to tame you, Belle. No matter how long it takes, you’ll be mine.’
He opened his System with a snap of his fingers and thought:
’I’m going to learn how to use this power properly. It won’t just help me solve my financial problems and support my sister, but also... maybe turn beautiful heroines into my property. So... Silent Request... huh?’






