I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Rose and Sharon were still confused by Alya's attitude. *Has she fallen in love with the masked guy?*

Sharon saw this as great news. *Finally, Teacher Alya likes someone! She can't wait to see the expressions on the boys' faces, especially those who are chasing after her.*

As for Rose, she felt threatened. If the masked guy *is* Draco, and Teacher Alya tries to get close to him, she felt an undeniable sense of danger—she might lose Draco.

What both of them didn't realize was that they were right. Alya's love from her past life had been awakened, and the masked man *was* indeed Draco.

But this was a matter for the future.

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Draco sat down on a cushion nearby, his eyes falling on Alya, who wore loose clothing—a simple white top and skirt. The tips of her large breasts were faintly visible, as she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

As she knelt down to greet him, Draco couldn't help but notice the magnificence of her figure. If an ordinary person were in his place, they might have gotten a nosebleed or worse. Her charm was overwhelming.

This was also why Rose and Sharon were puzzled. Alya had never acted this casually around anyone. Her shirts were always buttoned up, and she always wore stockings. Now, here she was, dressed so provocatively.

If people had heard about this, they would have smiled knowingly.

*No bra, no stockings… Easy access!*

*Ahem!* Let's hope Draco is smart enough to handle this situation.

Draco's gaze lingered on her cleavage and the enticing curves of her body. Naughty thoughts began to sprout in his mind, and his body reacted involuntarily. He quickly suppressed these urges, surprised at himself for even entertaining such thoughts.

*Have I always been this way?* he wondered. Checking his memories, he realized he had these feelings even before his awakening—they had almost become an obsession.

"Have we met before?" Draco asked, his thoughts flickering.

Alya looked at him and immediately noticed the mischievous glint in his eyes. She felt disappointed when she saw he was still in control of himself. She had purposely dressed this way because she knew Draco would visit her and had hoped for some intimate interaction. Her thoughts were already headed in that direction.

She glanced at Lyraea, who was sleeping peacefully in Draco's arms.

*If only he weren't carrying her… I might have tried to seduce him outright,* she thought. Of course, this wouldn't have been the first time she'd attempted something similar. However, it would be challenging while Draco's memories remained unawakened.

Her gaze shifted downward as her mind wandered.

*I wonder how big Master's…* Her thoughts trailed off, and vivid images filled her imagination. She pictured Draco taking her passionately, their bodies entwined.

"Mmm…" She let out a low moan, unable to control herself.

The sound didn't escape Draco's ears. Having just asked her a question, he was met with silence and this strange reaction instead.

He looked at her and saw an expression of bliss on her face. Confused, he tried to figure out what was happening.

Then, he noticed the faint sound of liquid flowing. His gaze dropped to her skirt, where he saw a white, milky fluid trailing down her legs.

"Ahem!" Draco coughed loudly, breaking Alya out of her fantasy.

She snapped back to reality, immediately feeling embarrassed. The evidence of her small orgasm was undeniable, and Draco's inquisitive gaze didn't help.

Alya always felt flustered in front of Draco—both now and in their past life. If it had been anyone else, she would have felt no shame.

If people who knew Alya had seen this, they would have been utterly shocked. No one would have guessed she had such a naughty side.

"Ahem! Yes, we have met before. I was even your teacher," Alya said, trying to regain her composure. Her proud tone contrasted sharply with the embarrassment she'd just shown.

Draco was surprised by her words and asked her to explain what she knew about him.

Alya seized the opportunity to strengthen Draco's trust in her. She began explaining everything she knew.

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A few minutes later, Draco had a general idea of his life at the academy.

He never thought he had ranked first in middle school, earning the opportunity to awaken at the prestigious Luminari Academy. There, he awakened an SS-ranked talent ability called **Copycat**, making him the most notable student in the academy.

He learned about his life experiences and his publicized relationship with Rose. Blum, Ming, and Sharon had been his close circle of friends.

The only things he didn't know were how Alya used to tease him and the events of Rose's birthday. Alya didn't dare mention the former, and she didn't know about the latter.

"Then where was I when I was kidnapped?" Draco wondered aloud. It didn't make sense to him—how could his captors have breached the academy's defenses and taken him to the forest?

Alya sighed, explaining how they had gone on an expedition. He had been with his circle of friends when the barrier to the Drymin Forest was breached. That's when Draco had been taken.

"Do you know who kidnapped me?" Draco asked.

Alya shook her head. The academy had done its best to investigate their identities, but every effort was met with dead ends.

This made the academy calm down a bit. It seemed that their enemies' background wasn't weak—they had the audacity to kidnap one of the four strongest academy students. And not just any student, but their most talented one.

Draco laughed scoffingly. In the end, strength is all that matters.

If not for Lyraea and Xylara, along with the system, he might not have survived. He would have been forgotten by now.

From Xylara, Draco had learned that his Copycat ability had been forcibly extracted. Those people dared to steal his talent. His eyes flashed coldly. If he ever met them, he would make them regret ever living.

"Master, your lover also cut ties with her family after your death. No one knows why," Alya added.

Draco frowned when he heard this. What's going on?

It seemed he needed to meet Rose and settle this matter.

"Oh, I heard you're taking your students back tomorrow," Draco said.

"Yes, I should have left already, but I was waiting for you, Master. The students have a small competition to attend," Alya chuckled.

"Then I'll follow you. I heard you either need a special pass or have to pay a large amount of money. I assume you have the former?" Draco grinned.

Alya nodded in confirmation.

"Then I'll join you," Draco replied confidently.

They discussed her skills and strength and talked about their next moves. Then Draco left her room.

As Draco stepped out, he saw Rose sitting by the door. Her sleeping face was serene and captivating.

He crouched down to look at her, feeling a strange peace as he watched her sleep. He didn't know why, but her sleeping face brought him comfort.

Draco didn't realize how much time had passed until Rose stirred awake, her groggy eyes opening slowly.

When she saw him, he felt embarrassed. He had been staring at her for minutes. Thankfully, no one had passed by, or they might have given him strange looks.

"Draco…" she murmured sleepily before falling into his arms.

Of course, Draco caught her and watched as she drifted back to sleep. The sight brought him a quiet joy.

Looking at her, he realized he couldn't leave her sleeping there. He guessed she had been waiting for him.

Separating Lyraea from his arms using his blood manipulation skill, he carefully carried Rose on his back and headed to his lodge.

At the "We Hate You" Inn, in Draco's room:

A black-haired beauty was sleeping on the bed. Beside her, a silver-haired girl lay curled up, and a silver-haired young man with red eyes was sitting on a cushion, scrolling through his phone.

The black-haired beauty slowly opened her eyes, glancing around the unfamiliar room.

She remembered waiting for Draco at Teacher Alya's, but somehow she had fallen asleep. She vaguely recalled seeing Draco before everything went dark again.

Because of the long wait, lack of food, and exhaustion, her body had reached its limit.

"Don't make noise," a familiar voice said. She turned to see Draco.

Her eyes widened in shock.

What a handsome creature! she thought, accidentally blurting it out.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"What's wrong?" Draco asked, glancing up from his phone and noticing her surprised expression.

His voice snapped Rose out of her daze, making her blush. She looked to her right and saw Lyraea sleeping peacefully.

It seems I'm in his room, she thought, surveying her surroundings.

Getting up, she walked to the cushion where Draco sat.

"Thank you," she said with a smile.

Draco nodded silently, and the room fell into an awkward silence.

Rose wanted to talk to him but found herself tongue-tied. Finally, she thought of something and pulled out a black bead.

Draco, still pretending to focus on his phone, watched her secretly. When she brought out the bead, he used his Appraisal skill to examine it.

[Bead of Control]:

A bead imbued with the aura of a charm demon. It can be used to control a living being without their awareness. Can only be bound to one person.

Currently bound to: Rose.

Draco was shocked. He now had a clue about what had happened. It was time to reveal the truth.

"You're correct," Draco said, his tone steady. "My name is Draco Xandros…"