Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 930. I'm Your Beloved Little Sister

Emma frowned deeply, her disbelief evident. "Wait… You managed to bring her to climax without touching her in the real world?" she said, her tone tinged with shock. Her voice was louder than she intended.

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Allen immediately pressed his index finger to his lips, eyes wide with panic. "Shh!" he hissed, urgently asking her to lower her voice. He didn't want anyone to hear. This conversation felt highly inappropriate to be overheard.

Emma glanced around nonchalantly. "Relax. There's no one here," she said, her tone casual and unconcerned. "Besides, if someone hears it, so what? You are this mansion's young master anyway," she added with a shrug.

Allen shook his head, his anxiety not abating. "That's not the problem," he retorted, his voice a mix of frustration and urgency.

"Okay, okay," Emma conceded, her curiosity piqued but her tone more controlled. "Let's get back to the topic. Answer my question."@@novelbin@@

Allen moved closer to her, his expression still tense. "Yes. She climaxed without me touching her," he clarified, his voice low but insistent.

Emma's frown deepened as she tried to wrap her head around the situation. "Are you sure she didn't touch herself when you guys did it? Or maybe she used a dildo or something?" she asked, her curiosity overpowering her disbelief.

"No," Allen replied firmly. "At least, she didn't mention any of that to me."

Emma hummed thoughtfully, her mind racing through the possibilities. "The game shouldn't provide that much stimulation to her, even if she maxes her settings," she said, half to herself.

Allen nodded, his worry etched into his features. "That's what I thought. I mean, the game is realistic, but not to that extent. I was really surprised."

Emma took a deep breath, her mind still processing the information. "Okay, let's think this through. Describe exactly what happened during the session."

Allen hesitated for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. "Well, we were in a private area of the game, just the two of us. We've been spending a lot of time together in Hell's Gate, getting closer. This time, it felt more… intense."

Emma nodded, her analytical side kicking in. "Did you do anything different this time? Use any new abilities or items?"

Allen shook his head. "No, it was the usual stuff."

Emma hummed thoughtfully, her mind racing through various possibilities. "Maybe it's because she loves you that deeply," she suggested, her eyes narrowing as she considered the implications.

Allen looked uncertain. "I don't know about that," he said, doubt lacing his words. "We're close, sure, but I didn't think emotions could have such a strong physical effect in a game."

Emma shrugged, a hint of frustration in her expression. "It's just a guess. I've never heard of anything like this happening before. The game is immersive, but it shouldn't be able to cause that kind of physical reaction on its own. There must be something more to it."

Allen sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I guess it's possible. We do have a strong connection, and maybe that's why it happened. But it still feels strange. Like, how could emotions translate into such a physical response through a game?"

Emma nodded, understanding his confusion. "Yeah, it is strange. But think about it—Hell's Gate is designed to be incredibly immersive. The neural interface is advanced, and it does stimulate your brain to make the experiences feel real. Maybe, just maybe, if the emotional connection is strong enough, it could enhance that stimulation in unexpected ways."

Allen's eyes widened slightly as he considered her words. "You might be onto something. But if that's the case, it's a pretty big deal. It means the game can affect people in ways we didn't anticipate." He paused, the weight of that realization sinking in. "That could have a lot of implications, both good and bad."

Emma nodded, her mind whirling with the possibilities. "Yeah, it could. It's something that definitely needs more understanding. Maybe I should talk to someone from the game's development team."

Allen frowned, considering her suggestion. "But I don't want to draw too much attention to it, especially if it's a rare case and it's tied to my personal connection."

Emma placed a reassuring hand on his arm. "I get it. I won't go into specifics. Just frame it as a hypothetical or ask about the potential for strong emotional connections affecting in-game experiences. They might have some insight or even be aware of similar cases."

Allen nodded slowly, his expression thoughtful. "That's a good idea," he said. "Just be careful. You don't want to raise any red flags."

"Yeah, I'll be cautious," Emma replied.

He looked down the hallway, the earlier tension in his face starting to ease. "Thanks, Emma. I didn't know who else to talk to about this."

Emma gave him a smug smile. "Anytime. I'm your beloved little sister anyway. You can count on me," she declared proudly.

Allen chuckled softly at Emma's last words. "You know, for all our arguments, you really do have my back," he said, a genuine smile spreading across his face.

Emma returned the smile, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "Of course I do. We're siblings. We might bicker, but I'll always be here for you."

She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is there anything else you wanted to ask or talk about?"

Allen shook his head. "No, that's all. Thanks for listening and for the advice. I feel a lot better now."

Emma nodded, satisfied. "Good. I'm glad I could help." She glanced down the hallway towards her room, feeling the day's fatigue starting to catch up with her. "Well, I guess I'll head to bed. It's been a long day."

Allen agreed, feeling the same weariness settle in. "Yeah, it has. Sleep well, Emma."

"You too, Allen," Emma replied, turning towards her room. She walked away and felt a sense of accomplishment and relief. The conversation had been unexpected, but it had brought them closer in a way she hadn't anticipated.