Little Issue

"Damn, reality hits like a runaway truck. Just a few moments ago, I was sitting downstairs enjoying a lavish family dinner. Now I'm staring down an absolute monster of a hurdle," Carl grumbled, scratching his head in sheer frustration as he stared at the complex calculus worksheet resting on his desk.

"I desperately need to raise my Intelligence stat... hah," Carl muttered, leaning back into his swivel chair while contemplating his options.

'System, can't you just activate some overpowered cheat code and solve these equations for me?'

Ding!

[ Notice: I am the Lewd Stepbrother System, Host. Academic tutoring is completely outside my core functionality. ]

"Isn't it basically the same thing? You're an advanced system." Carl argued in his head.

[ No, it is not. Overcoming academic weakness is a personal hurdle that the Host must navigate independently. ]

"Useless... what a total drag—"

Creak...