Investing in My Harem in the Apocalypse Makes Me Stronger
Chapter 12: Take Off Your Clothes and Prove You’re Not Bitten

Chapter 12: Take Off Your Clothes and Prove You’re Not Bitten

"What are you doing?" Evelyn said in anger.

"What am I doing? Of course I’m checking whether you’ve been bitten by a zombie or not."

"I didn’t get bit at all! Can’t you see?" Evelyn extended her arms, showing it to Cain.

"Who knows? You might get bit and hide it underneath your expensive clothes." Cain shrugged.

"I’m not."

"I don’t buy it." Cain sneered.

"You!" Evelyn pointed at him.

"What do you want then?"

Cain looked at her for a moment, a vicious smile appeared as he chuckled lightly. "Take Off Your Clothes and Prove You’re Not Bitten!"

"W-What?!" Evelyn exclaimed.

"Don’t cross the line Cain!"

"Crossing the line? What happened with you telling me to strip myself when you accused me of stealing your money when we were still kids then?" Cain sneered, remembering that Evelyn was truly such a menace when she was a kid.

The system told him that Evelyn was eligible to be his investment target, but his pride refused him.

At least until he had no hard feelings toward her or she would pay an appropriate price for him to help her.

"T-That was just a joke!" Evelyn flustered and rebuked.

"Yeah, sure..."

"If you don’t want to prove yourself then go survive on your own. Don’t ever come to my group." Cain said as he turned around.

When his hand reached the door handle, he turned his head slightly and continued. "I can’t wait to see you strip yourself in front of a lot of people later when you have nowhere to go."

"Good luck surviving on your own."

The moment he unlocked the door, Evelyn shouted.

"Wait!"

"What?" Cain replied coldly.

"I-I’ll do it."

"Do what?" Cain smiled faintly.

Evelyn gritted her teeth and finally said, "I’ll show you that I didn’t get bit by the zombie."

"Oh?" Cain locked the door again.

Evelyn glared angrily toward him before starting to strip her clothes one by one.

Her fingers trembled as they moved toward the top button of her silk blouse.

Her face burned with humiliation, yet she could not find any other choice.

Cain leaned against the door with his arms crossed.

His expression remained neutral, but a faint trace of amusement lingered behind his eyes.

Evelyn glared at him one final time before slowly opening the first button.

Then the second.

Her movements were deliberate and hesitant, as if delaying each action might somehow change the situation.

The expensive clothes parted gradually, revealing smooth pale skin beneath.

Evelyn pulled the blouse from her shoulders and allowed it to slip down her arms.

She held the blouse against her chest for a moment before dropping it onto the floor.

A black lace bra covered her chest.

The material struggled to contain the weight it supported, creating a deep valley between the generous curves.

Evelyn’s breathing became uneven.

Her hands moved to the waistband of her skirt next.

The zipper slid downward with a soft sound.

She pushed the skirt past her hips, letting it fall around her ankles before stepping out of it.

Her long legs were fully exposed now, the smooth skin unmarked by any injury.

Matching black lace panties hugged her waist.

Evelyn’s body was undeniably beautiful.

Her figure possessed the kind of proportions that made people pause mid-conversation.

Wide hips balanced perfectly with her narrow waist, while her chest drew attention without any effort.

She reached behind her back.

The clasp of her bra came loose.

Evelyn pulled the straps from her shoulders, then allowed the garment to drop.

Her voluptuous breasts fell free, bouncing slightly from their release.

They were massive, definitely bigger than what most women possessed naturally.

The pale flesh was flawless, without a single blemish or scar.

Pink nipples stood at the center of each breast, already stiffening from the cool air inside the room.

Evelyn’s face turned even redder.

She wanted to cover herself, but doing so would only give Cain another reason to mock her.

Her hands moved to the final piece of clothing.

She hooked her thumbs beneath the waistband of her panties, then slowly pulled them downward.

The lace slid past her thighs, revealing the neatly groomed area between her legs.

Her pussy was as clean and untouched as the rest of her body.

The pink folds were barely visible beneath the small patch of trimmed hair.

Evelyn kicked the panties aside, then stood completely naked in front of Cain.

Her entire body trembled slightly, though whether from anger, embarrassment, or something else was unclear.

Cain pushed himself away from the door.

He walked toward her slowly, inspecting her body from top to bottom.

His gaze moved across her face first, then down her neck and shoulders.

He circled around her once, examining her back, her legs, and even the soles of her feet when he crouched briefly.

"Turn around." Cain said.

Evelyn obeyed reluctantly.

Cain’s eyes traveled upward from her ankles, pausing at her thighs before continuing toward her stomach.

Then he stopped.

His face was now directly in front of her massive chest.

The heavy breasts hung only centimeters from his face.

Cain leaned closer, as if inspecting something carefully.

A playful smile appeared on his lips.

"There’s a bite mark here."

"Stop playing around! There isn’t any!" She stomped her foot in anger.

Cain’s smile widened.

"Look."

Before Evelyn could react, Cain leaned forward and bit down gently on the soft flesh of her right breast.

His teeth pressed into the pale skin without breaking it.

Evelyn gasped sharply.

Cain released the bite, then wrapped his lips around the same spot and sucked once.

A faint red mark appeared where his mouth had been.

"Ahhn..."

A soft moan escaped Evelyn’s throat before she could stop it.

Cain pulled back and looked at the mark he had created.

"See? There was a bite."

He straightened his posture and met her furious gaze.

"But it seems that it wasn’t from a zombie."

Evelyn’s face burned with shame and anger. Her lips parted, but no words came out.

Before she could recover, Cain spoke again.

"Now let’s check the last place."

His hand moved downward without hesitation.

His fingers slid between her thighs, brushing against the sensitive pink folds.

"W-Wait!" Evelyn’s entire body stiffened.

Cain ignored her protest.

His fingers pressed lightly against her entrance, then moved upward toward the small nub hidden beneath the soft flesh.

He circled it slowly, applying just enough pressure to make her knees weak.

Evelyn’s breathing became erratic.

Her hands instinctively reached for Cain’s shoulders to steady herself.

"What are you doing?" Her voice came out weaker than she intended.

"Checking for bite marks." Cain replied casually.

His fingers continued moving, sliding along her slit with deliberate slowness.

He could feel the warmth and slight dampness against his fingertips.

Evelyn bit her lower lip. Her body betrayed her as a soft wetness began coating Cain’s fingers.

"Hngh..."

A second moan slipped from her throat.

Cain’s fingers pressed deeper, parting her folds slightly before withdrawing.

He repeated the motion several times, occasionally brushing against the sensitive spot that made her entire body shudder.

Evelyn’s confusion grew with every passing second.

Part of her wanted to push him away, yet another part enjoyed the unfamiliar sensation spreading through her lower body.

Her mind could not reconcile the two conflicting feelings.

Cain finally removed his hand.

He wiped his fingers against his shirt without any shame.

"Alright. You’re clean."

Evelyn released a shaky breath.

Her legs felt weak, and her heart continued pounding heavily against her chest.

Cain stepped back and looked at her with a neutral expression.

"What’s your Talent and Skill?"

Evelyn blinked several times, still recovering from what had just happened.

"W-What?"

"Your Talent." Cain repeated. "What rank is it?"

Evelyn hesitated before answering.

"D-rank..."

Her voice was quiet, almost embarrassed.

Cain raised an eyebrow.

Then he laughed.

"D-rank?"

He shook his head in disbelief.

"You’re completely useless."

Evelyn’s face flushed with anger.

"Shut up!"

Cain turned toward the door, clearly intending to leave.

However, just before unlocking it, he glanced back at her.

"If you want to become stronger, I can help you."

Evelyn froze.

"What?"

Cain’s expression remained indifferent.

"I can upgrade your Talents and Skills."

Evelyn stared at him in disbelief.

"That’s impossible."

"Believe whatever you want." Cain shrugged.

He unlocked the door and pushed it open slightly before pausing again.

"But if you change your mind, you know where to find me. Though, at that time the price will be more than checking your body like this."

Cain stepped outside and closed the door behind him.

Evelyn remained standing naked in the empty room.

Her mind raced as she tried to process everything that had just happened.

Her body still felt warm from Cain’s touch, while confusion and anger mixed together inside her chest.

She looked down at the faint red mark on her breast.

Then she covered her face with both hands.

"That bastard..."