The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 224

Chapter 224: When will this ever end？
Can’t control it?

In the break room, Sam looked at Mia, whose head seemed to hang in shame.

Sam calmed down a bit. At this moment, he knew that being anxious was useless. Moreover, how could he be sure whether this moment was a dream or reality?

It reminded him of the movie ‘Inception’. What if he was in layers of dreams, where the closer he got to reality, the more realistic the dreams became? Anxiety would only confuse him more.

So, he quickly adjusted his mindset, returning to his usual composed self. “But this dream is related to you, right?”

Hearing Sam’s words, Mia kept her head down, seemingly afraid to look at him. “It’s related… I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you about this.”

Sam rubbed his temples, feeling mentally exhausted. His body was fine, but this kind of mental torment was not something that could be easily described by physical fatigue.

“So what’s really going on…?”

Mia glanced at Sam, then spoke with a hint of grievance. “Can you promise not to blame me if I tell you?”

Sam couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “I’ll try to keep it together, provided you’re honest with me.”

Mia pouted slightly. “Why so harsh… You’re younger than me, yet you’re lecturing me.”

“I’m leaving then.”

“Hey, hey, don’t go, I was just joking~ I’ll tell you now.”

Mia had to drop her aggrieved demeanor and sighed. “It’s like this… remember the day we drank with Aurora and then slept over at your place?”

Sam nodded. “Of course, the first nightmare started that day.”

Mia spoke softly. “Somehow, I was drunk that day, and then I heard a strange voice, unclear whether it was male or female, but it really appeared. It told me… I could control other people’s dreams, make them feel real touches, blurring the line between dreams and reality… I didn’t understand what it meant, but I was curious and wanted to try it.”

“And then you decided to experiment on me?”

Sam thought back to that night, feeling like he had missed a crucial piece of information.

What was it?

Something bright… a meteor!

Yes, a meteor!

He had found it odd at the time, why a meteor would suddenly streak across the sky. Could it be that such a meteor had given Mia the so-called ability to control dreams?

Hmm… wasn’t that just like when Alice made a wish on her birthday? Could gaining supernatural abilities be that simple?

Mia nodded sheepishly. “Yeah… I just tried it out, thinking it was just for fun… I didn’t expect it to actually work, and then I saw you in the dream…”

“But why would you do that to me in the dream?” Sam asked, puzzled.

Even if one had such powers, why would they do such things to themselves? How many times had she killed him back and forth? Sam and she didn’t have any deep-seated hatred; it seemed too far-fetched.

Mia looked at Sam with a sense of helplessness. “That’s what I can’t control. I don’t know how… I can clearly feel your presence and my own consciousness, but it seems like once I’m in the dream, my actions become uncontrollable, and I can’t help but do things… hurt you, or play tricks on you, and it even seems like in the dream, there’s a faint voice constantly telling me to kill you…”

Sam looked at her in shock. “There’s such a thing? Boss, you’re not pulling my leg, are you?”

Mia immediately became anxious. “How could I be? I really didn’t lie to you. The first time, I thought it was just an accident because I had drunk too much, so I wanted to try again… I poured you a glass of orange juice and put something in it to allow me to control your dreams smoothly.

I didn’t expect the same situation to occur, and I even couldn’t end the dream. The voice inside me kept telling me to kill you, and the things I did became stranger and stranger… The key is, I didn’t feel like I was being controlled by someone else; it seemed like these were the things I wanted to do, but when I wake up, I feel crazy, that’s not what I really wanted to do… I’m really sorry!”

Mia began to apologize earnestly to Sam. Her expression was very genuine and didn’t seem feigned. Her words sounded far-fetched, but Sam couldn’t judge any of it.

There are many possibilities for this situation.

For instance, Mia might be showing signs of a latent split personality, which could be different from Sophie’s case, and she might not even be aware of it herself.

It’s also possible that this is her true nature, deeply hidden, and she took the opportunity to control dreams to unleash her other side.

Of course, there’s an even more dangerous possibility.

That is… in the dreams she thought she controlled, there actually appeared another ‘Mia’—unrelated to her personality, just a special existence. This possibility is the smallest and most far-fetched, but if it happens, it would be the most terrifying.

It’s uncertain whether this could lead to the replacement of the real Mia…

Of course, another possibility is that Mia is completely deceiving him, not telling him the truth. Sam hopes this isn’t the case.

Suddenly, Sam remembered something.

“The orange juice you gave me had something wrong with it, right? What did you add?”

Sam looked at her, and Mia’s expression instantly became animated, her face flushed, and her eyes started to dart around, avoiding Sam’s gaze.

“Nothing… really.”

“You just said it yourself! What does ‘nothing’ mean?”

Sam immediately became suspicious, staring intently at her expression. Mia tried to leave, because some things, once spoken, would seem too absurd, not like something she could do, but she did them anyway… maybe her mind was broken at the time.

“It’s nothing, really. You’re okay now, so I’ll just leave…”

“Snap!”

Sam once again grabbed her wrist, not letting Mia leave so easily.

Mia’s expression turned uglier than crying.

“Let me go… I really didn’t do anything…”

“If you don’t tell me, I won’t let you leave. Make it clear.”

Sam didn’t want to miss any crucial information now, and most importantly, after discovering Mia’s supernatural abilities, and then the sudden enhancement of Angel’s abilities, Sam realized something very important.

These supernatural powers all seem very strong, but compared to their previous abilities, they have an added restriction: they must have a specific precondition to trigger their powers. This might be a common trait among all female leads, and Sam might find the key to avoiding these dangers in it.

Mia realized that evasion was no longer a solution, and she mustered the courage to look directly at Sam.

“Are you sure you want me to tell you?”

Sam nodded.

“Go ahead.”

Could it be… something bizarre? If it were her urine, that would be utterly ridiculous.

Blushing, Mia leaned close to Sam’s ear, whispering even though they were the only two people in the lounge.

“Oh, saliva… wait, saliva?!”

It wasn’t something as outrageous as urine, which Sam was thankful for, but he quickly realized, what kind of bizarre prerequisite involved adding saliva?

Mia said helplessly, “I had no choice… To meet the condition, the target had to swallow my saliva…”

“Why didn’t you use it the first time then?”

Sam was sure of his memory; the first time they had this kind of dream, he definitely hadn’t come into contact with Mia’s saliva.

Mia blinked.

“Because that voice told me the first time was just a trial experience, so no condition was needed, but after that, it would be required every time.”

“Have you used this ability on anyone else?”

Mia’s eyes widened.

“How could I have used it on anyone else! I’ve only used it on you, do you think just anyone gets to taste my… saliva?”

“Can we not talk about this anymore? I’m starting to feel a bit sick.”

Seeing Sam’s reaction, Mia seemed less shy and instead displayed a schadenfreude smile.

“You’re the one who insisted on asking.”

“Alright, alright, just don’t use this ability on me anymore.”

Sam said irritably, and Mia pouted. “Then who should I use it on?”

“Don’t use it on anyone! Your ability is so strange, and the trigger condition is so peculiar, and you still think about using it?”

“What a waste it would be not to use it, wouldn’t it? If I don’t use it, isn’t that just wasting the superpower I was given?”

Sam looked at her irritably. “So what do you want to do? Continue using it?”

Mia thought for a moment, then flashed a mischievous smile.

“Can’t you just help me learn to control this dream?”

“What good does controlling it do, and how am I supposed to help you?”

Sam didn’t even have to think to feel it was a trap.

Mia lifted her head to look at Sam.

“Of course it’s useful. Maybe one day I can make a significant contribution to humanity, like getting stubborn suspects to confess, or resolving the issues of those with psychological disorders…”

Sam sighed.

“Give it a rest. If anything like that really happened, you’d probably be the first to be hauled off to a lab for research. Do you want a bunch of people studying your brain and experimenting on you every day?”

“Ah… no, I don’t want that.” Mia quickly shook her head.

Sam stood up.

“So, like I said, try not to use your so-called superpowers. As for learning to control dreams… experiment on yourself, read more books about dreams. I remember there are books on that subject… In any case, if you can’t control it properly now, don’t use it on me, got it? Do you know how many times I’ve been stabbed?”

Sam touched his chest, which still seemed to ache faintly.

Mia giggled.

“I said I was sorry, didn’t I? It’s not like I did it on purpose…”

“Alright, alright, I’ll take your word for it for now. But I really hope nothing like this happens again, or I’ll actually get mad.”

“Got it~ I’m really sorry, okay? Don’t be mad, I sincerely apologize again~”

Mia reached out and touched Sam’s chest, as if to soothe his pain.

Sam swatted her hand away irritably.

“Enough, stop taking advantage of me, or I’ll accuse you of sexual harassment.”

“What’s the big deal with a little touch… I didn’t expect you to actually have pecs.”

“Of course, but now I need to go home.”

“Eh, what about your shift today? I covered it for you!”

Sam didn’t look back as he took off his convenience store work jacket.

“What do you mean what about it? This is what about it, I’m leaving.”

Stepping out of the convenience store, Sam sighed.

Looking up at the night sky, where the moon was obscured by dark clouds, it seemed as endless and dark as his future. It truly was the darkest moment of his life, these inexplicable superpowers kept emerging. Even Mia had become a superpower user…

Compared to that, the system’s help for Sam seemed too insignificant. He needed to find a way to enhance his own strength quickly.

In fact, Sam’s stats were exceptionally high, his physical condition far surpassing that of an ordinary person. These stats shouldn’t just be showcased in sexual activities; there had to be other uses for them, though he wasn’t yet sure how to maximize the advantages they offered.

What to do? Suddenly, an idea struck Sam.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

“Hello? Why are you calling today, got something you need? Jerk, you’re still running, huh? Put your hands on your head and lie down on the ground, try running again, will you?!”

“What’s all that noise over there?”

Sam asked, puzzled, as it seemed quite noisy on the other end of the line, and it didn’t sound like they were indoors.

The person on the other end was Mia’s non-blood-related sister, Aurora.

“Nothing much, just catching a robber… I wouldn’t normally have answered your call, was in the middle of a mission, but this crook is so weak, can’t even hold a gun properly…”

Sam sighed.

“Looks like you’re busy tonight?”

“Yeah, probably not free, still have to take him in for questioning, it’s going to be a busy night… Did you need something?”

“Yeah, there’s something. Remember the deal you agreed to?”

“Oh, that? You want me to teach you now?”

“In a few days is fine, you’re busy right now anyway.”

“Heh, alright, let’s meet after your classes tomorrow. Ever since sparring with you, I just can’t find a suitable punching bag… ah, I mean, a suitable sparring partner.”

Sam’s mouth twitched slightly.

Aurora really didn’t hold back, did she? Was he really just a punching bag to her?

“Alright, see you after school tomorrow, you go ahead with your work.”

“Yeah… robbing a 90-year-old, are you even human? What a jerk…”

Sam hung up the phone.

Gaining more abilities to protect himself was crucial and couldn’t be delayed any longer. Since the system had chosen to hibernate at this time, he would have to take matters into his own hands.

Having received Aurora’s promise, Sam felt some psychological relief as he opened the door and returned home.

He switched on the light and looked around the room; everything appeared unchanged.

He was truly feeling exhausted now, even though he had just slept. But it was the weariness that sprang from deep within that was truly irresistible.

Sam turned off the light and crawled into his bed.

Should be… not in a dream now, right?

Should be… able to get a good night’s sleep, right?

There wouldn’t be another Mia popping out from under his blanket, would there?

With these thoughts, Sam, still a bit apprehensive, pulled the covers over himself, gazed at the ceiling, took a slight breath of relief, and then closed his eyes.

Closed his eyes.

Closed his eyes…

“Scuffle!”

Sam suddenly sat up, throwing the blanket aside.

There, an unexpected figure was perched on his legs, her voluptuous buttocks prominently raised.

Zoe blinked at Sam.

“Oops, looks like Sam caught me~”

When will this ever end!?