The System In My Head

Unlocking the comfort

"I'll be open to a different method." Ben understands the importance of keeping an open mind. It seems that his motivational speech has not been at the required level.

Beluga narrowed his eyes. "I sure hope so ... That's not what you said in the first minute of a date. Once you're at that stage, it's all about building comfort with that woman."

"Confidentiality?" ask Ben.

"It sounds like that" Beluga replied. "You have to make a woman feel good about you. Other terms for it are getting to know each other or building connections. How comfortable he is determines how he views your relationship. Comfort is necessary for a woman to trust you, go somewhere private with you, and develop a romantic relationship. Interest and comfort are both necessary, but most are mutually exclusive ... "

He continued, "If you have comfort, but no interest, that's how you get stuck in that famous friendship zone..." His voice became solemn at the end as if calling out Voldemort's name. "If you have an interest, but no comfort, the interaction will also end and go nowhere. Most women won't want to physically improve with you if they don't feel they can trust you. Of course, there's one important thing, the exception..."

Beluga and Antonio's faces became serious. They sat quietly for a while, as if honoring a majestic being. Then, at the same time, they whispered, "The legendary prostitute ..."

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Beluga sighed, regaining his composure. "The prostitute needs no comfort. It was even deadly for them. They just want someone interesting. Since you can get through the toughest comfort stages with them, they are the easiest target to***, but nothing more."

Antonio added, "Another way to look at it is that they are only good for ****You cannot have a relationship with prostitutes, because they do not have the self-control to remain faithful ..."

Beluga nodded. "As far as whores go, that's the point. Oh, there's one extra thing, a special kind of whore, level above, an evolved form of prostitute..."

Ben and Beluga exchanged a glance. Their eyes shone like they were talking about heroes or gods. Then, in unison, they murmured a glorious title, "A drunken whore of myth ..."

Recovering from his excited breath, Beluga gulped. "Drunken prostitutes even reduce the necessary attractiveness. Sometimes, you just need to be around them and they will do all the work. Oh, my God, that's how life is." Beluga gazes into the distance, into a dreamlike space, a beautiful world without war and full of prostitutes.

He did not wake up until Ben waved his hand in front of his face.

Beluga answered. "The simplest way is to ask a question. You can also tell him about you, but most people are more interested in talking about themselves. Ask about normal things: hobbies, music, movies, interests, family, travel, etc. There's "

Ben nodded in understanding. At that moment, he received a system alert.

[User has opened the Favorability: Comfort sub-system]

Ben clenched his hands with vigor. He's moving in the right direction! He thanked Beluga and Antonio, "Thank you guys. I've understood. I want to try again." The three of them left Starbucks and went outside.

After searching for a while, Ben found a beautiful and attractive target. There was a girl sitting alone on a beach towel in a remote area on the grass, drawing something in a sketchbook. Her blond hair shines in the sun. It was hanging on his shoulder above the bikini top.

Although it was a warm day, it was nearing October and she showed a lot of skin. There was a juxtaposition between liberal dress and her aloof attitude, evident from her seclusion in a remote area. It reveals an unusual personality. More importantly, it reveals large breasts ...

'Big breasts' light!' Ben is too distracted to notice personality. He's not a multi-tasker.

It took him a while to think about the ideal opener. His instinct told him that a standard opener would not be very effective. Since the girl was isolating herself, she probably wouldn't like it if someone bothered her. So unless he says something interesting, there's a good chance the opener won't stick...

Hearing the roar of animals from a passing motorcycle, Ben had an idea!

He approached the girl with slow and steady steps, as if he was approaching a master teacher to become his disciple, or making a request from a legendary blacksmith.

The girl looked up from her sketchbook when she saw a shadow appear on it. His big blue eyes looked at Ben, unsure of what this serious-looking stranger wanted.

Ben looked at her with sincere eyes. With the most respectful tone, he used his opening. "Can you draw me as a dragon?"