Morning sun filtered through the cracked blinds of Dorm Room C-4, casting gentle lines across Shen Yuo's face as his phone buzzed beside his pillow. He groaned softly and turned over, dragging the blanket with him.
[You Have 3 New Messages]
He blinked at the screen.
— Rikka RN💉: "So… you didn't tell me you were a pro gamer AND a code wizard? 😳 That's kinda hot ngl. You still asleep or just ignoring me already? lol"
— Ayaka RN🌸: "If I coded a subroutine to simulate your smile, would that count as malpractice? 👀 Anyway… morning. Let's grab coffee soon, genius~ ☕"
— Unknown Contact Added — Lena Mizuki, M.D.: "Shen Yuo, right? I'm Dr. Lena. Heard you're the donor brother. Next time you visit, I want a chat. Don't worry, I don't bite… much. 😉"
Shen blinked again. He rubbed his eyes and groaned into the blanket.
"Why are the nurses texting like it's a dating sim already?" he muttered.
[System Alert: Rookie Nurse Flirt Count – 3]
[Passive Charm Perk: Affection Accumulation (+10% daily)]
A small grin tugged at his lips. He tapped out a lazy reply to Rikka first:
Shen: "Didn't peg you for the type to stalk my files 🧐 You working the night shift or just dreaming of me again?"
She replied instantly.
— Rikka RN💉: "Wow. 7/10 sass. But no, I asked your sister. She said, and I quote: 'My brother makes the computer sing like a magic anime sword.' I had to see for myself."
Shen chuckled.
He texted back: "I'll take magic sword over weird hentai weapon. Thanks, Xin."
Tenjo stirred in the bunk above, groaning something unintelligible about hangovers and angels.
Shen sat up and stretched, only to get another buzz.
— Ayaka RN🌸: "Are you going to today's lecture? I heard the new Programming Prof is strict. Maybe I'll audit, just to watch you shine~ 😏"
Shen raised an eyebrow.
[System Note: Ayaka Curiosity Level – 72% | Rising steadily]
"Oh boy," he muttered.
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Later That Morning — Computer Science Lecture Hall B-2
The lecture hall was already half full by the time Shen arrived. Rows of screens, humming desktops, and the faint smell of coffee permeated the air. He slipped into a middle seat near the aisle, just as the doors clanged shut.
A tall, broad-shouldered man in a dark gray blazer marched in, with a no-nonsense look and a thin laptop under one arm.
"Good morning. I'm Professor Nakatomi. If you're here for CS204 – Algorithm Optimization and Runtime Behaviors, stay seated. If not, get out now."
A few students shuffled out in embarrassment.
Shen glanced at the syllabus.
[System Ping: Skill Affinity – Programming: Rank B → Rank A Potential]
"Let's start simple," the professor barked. "Open your IDEs. I'm uploading a broken neural net logic tree. Anyone who can debug it in less than ten minutes gets automatic assignment credit and… a recommendation letter."
Murmurs rippled across the room. Tenjo would've bolted in the first five seconds, Shen thought.
Professor Nakatomi's eyes scanned the room. "No takers?"
Shen raised a hand casually. "I'll try."
Snickers rose from behind him.
"Of course, it's the bakery boy."
"I heard he got into Sarada's good graces. Maybe he'll charm the code next."
Shen ignored them. He opened the file.
[System: Debug Assist Active – Harem Overlay Deactivated | Live View: OFF]
The tree was convoluted but familiar—nested loops over variables with recursive spikes that were prone to infinite regressions. Shen's eyes flicked through the code, his fingers flying across the keyboard.
The rest of the hall began to quiet as his screen projected to the front monitor. Even Nakatomi raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm. Your trace logic is clean," he muttered.
Five minutes later, Shen hit Execute.
Green text scrolled cleanly. Success. Optimized runtime: 17ms.
The room exploded into whispers.
"Holy crap…"
"Didn't he fail Intro CS last semester?"
"Who the hell is this guy?"
Nakatomi stared at Shen, then nodded slowly. "You debugged that faster than most of our graduate assistants. Well done. Stay after class. I want a word."
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Twenty Minutes Later — Post Lecture
Shen stood by the whiteboard while Nakatomi typed something into his laptop.
"You're… not just a gamer," the professor said, barely hiding his intrigue. "Where'd you learn to do that kind of deep tree pruning?"
Shen shrugged. "Mostly trial and error. Some late-night rabbit holes. Some… unconventional systems."
Nakatomi nodded. "You're wasted in general studies. I'll put in a transfer request for you into the advanced CS track. You've got talent."
[System Notification: New Trait Unlocked — Hidden Genius]
[Passive Effect: +15% Academic Reputation among faculty and students]
Shen's phone buzzed again.
— Ayaka RN🌸: "I watched that on the student stream feed. Color me impressed. I like a man who knows how to… optimize. 😏"
— Rikka RN💉: "Wow, look at you. I might need you to debug me sometime. You good with messy code? 💦"
Shen flushed slightly and walked out into the campus square, the warm breeze blowing through his shirt.
He never thought his programming skills would end up boosting his harem stats.
And he wasn't even done yet.
Back at Dorm Room C-4, Shen Yuo dropped his backpack beside his desk and flopped onto his chair, the air still tinged with the scent of cheap detergent and Tenjo's half-eaten protein bars.
His phone buzzed the moment his butt hit the seat.
— Ayaka RN🌸: "Sooo… what else are you hiding, Mr. Quiet Genius? Chess prodigy? Secret violinist? Or maybe you bake cupcakes that turn into sex bombs 🍰💣?"
Shen chuckled.
Shen: "Only cupcakes I make are the kind that get people addicted. You should ask Sarada."
— Ayaka RN🌸: "Oooh. Dangerous. That sounds like a challenge. Also… I found your Twitch. You're lowkey hot on stream. Bet your followers don't know how good your hands are off camera. 😏"
[System Alert: Ayaka Flirt Level +6 → 78%]
Before he could respond, another notification popped.
— Rikka RN💉: "Hey genius. I'm on break. Explain something to me—how does a guy who codes neural trees for fun look like a romance anime MC who forgot he's popular?"
Shen raised an eyebrow.
Shen: "Plot armor. Tragic backstory. Secret system. You know, the classics."
— Rikka RN💉: "Pfft. Nerd. You're lucky you're cute. Also… I may have told Nurse Misaki about you. She thinks you sound intriguing. So if more messages start coming in… blame me. 😇"
[System Alert: New Potential Harem Candidate Flagged – Misaki RN | Compatibility: 71%]
[Harem Expansion Algorithm Passive: Active]
Shen exhaled slowly, leaning back. His phone lit up again.
— Dr. Lena Mizuki: "Hey Shen. Quick one—can you stop by this weekend for a follow-up? Nothing urgent, just... a 'routine vitals check' 😉 I'll make it worth your while."
"Okay, now that sounds less routine and more like an HR violation," he muttered.
Tenjo stumbled in from the hallway, sunglasses over his eyes and a half-eaten banana in hand.
"Yo," he grunted. "You look smug. Get laid?"
"Not today," Shen replied coolly. "But I did get invited into the advanced coding track."
Tenjo paused mid-bite. "You? Wait… what?"
Shen opened his laptop, spun it toward Tenjo, and played back the lecture stream clip showing his debugging prowess.
Tenjo's jaw dropped. "Bro, you were like—Neo in there. You've been holding back!"
Shen just smiled.
[System Note: Social Influence Perk Activated – Confidence Bloom]
[Tenjo's Suspicion Level: 37% → 26%]
Good. The diversion plan was working.
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Later That Night — Dorm Room, 10:03 PM
As campus quieted down, Shen sat on his bed in sweats, headphones around his neck, streaming some casual game footage. Not the spicy stuff — just enough to keep his base fans entertained while he replied to the nurses.
— Ayaka RN🌸: "Real talk: how do you handle all this attention without combusting? Or is that part of the mystery — the cool, calm bakery boy with the eyes that say 'I'll ruin your life softly'?"
Shen: "I pace myself. I like tension. Anticipation. Besides, wouldn't want to combust before you taste those cupcakes."
— Ayaka RN🌸: "😳🍥 You play too much. I'll be dreaming about dangerous desserts tonight."
Another ping.
— Rikka RN💉: "Tell me something real: do you flirt with everyone like this, or am I getting VIP sass?"
Shen: "VIP. But you gotta earn gold-tier membership."
— Rikka RN💉: "Oh? And what does that come with? Foot rubs? Code tutorials? Steamy nurse/tech support roleplay?"
Shen typed back: "Start with bedside manner and we'll see."
He grinned, watching the typing dots flicker.
[System Alert: Flirt Tier Progress – Ayaka: Silver Tier | Rikka: Silver Tier]
[New Chat Perk Unlocked – "Late Night Charm" Passive: +12% flirt success rate during nighttime texting with potential targets]
His phone buzzed one last time for the night.
— Nurse Misaki RN: "Hey… I'm Nurse Misaki. Rikka told me you were cute, smart, and dangerous. I'm curious. Mind chatting sometime? I like… unconventional geniuses."
Shen stared at the name for a second.
[System Notice: New Harem Target Scanned – Nurse Misaki]
[Hidden Kink Trait Detected: Voyeuristic Tendencies | "Interested in confident younger males"]
"Damn," Shen muttered. "The hospital's gonna turn into a landmine of horny professionals if this keeps up."
But deep down, he didn't mind.
They weren't just flirting.
They were choosing him — curious, watching, waiting.
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Meanwhile — Off Campus Hospital Staff Chat Group
> Ayaka RN🌸: "So I call dibs on the coding boy. I flirted first."
> Rikka RN💉: "No fair. I got the first laugh. And he flirted back in nurse dialect."
> Misaki RN🧷: "Can we share? I mean… is that allowed?"
> Dr. Lena🩺: "Mmmm… let the boy decide. Or better yet, let's test his stamina when he visits. 😏"
The chat filled with laughing emojis, suggestive stickers, and one picture of Shen's lecture highlight.
It was clear.
His legend was spreading.
And the next visit?
It wouldn't just be about his sister.
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