Absolutely.

Closing the door to his room, John hurried over to the minifridge and started downing water. At the rate he was going, he he'd need a better water supply along with additional food to feed his new abilities. The case or two of bottled or sparkling water he had next to the minifridge would only last him a week, especially as he intended to fill up the pheromone dispenser tank before the week ended, and top it off every other week afterwards. He could use the sink in his newly appeared bathroom, but the water in this house had never been that tasty, although it was safe to drink. He thought.

Briefly he considered convincing his stepmom to let him install a water purifying system that he could install another dispenser in, but he didn't have that kind of money right now.

"Aidea, I assume from your lack of commentary that my recent actions will not trigger any of those rule traps?"
"No John, you've circumvented the "cannot affect directly block" with that old rule device in this case, but make sure you don't use your new ability near Jane or your stepsisters. I don't know what will happen if you do."
"Not even a hint?"
"The only information I have is what I've told you - you cannot affect them directly".

"But I can affect them if I put a substance created by my rules in a device created by my rules, which then releases said substance into the air where it affects them."
"Yes..."
"That doesn't make sense. They're being affected by me, and rules I wrote are the cause. Just because I'm not personally nearby and controlling things, the rules ignore this? The rule blocking direct action must be damned specific or something."
"The only information I have is..." "Yes, yes, you don't have any further information you were allowed to know", John broke in. Aidea frowned slightly at him for interrupting. John was again struck by how beautiful she was. Even when she frowned at him it caused a spike of arousal to wash over his groin.

Aidea's gaze slid downward to see the rising erection stretch his sweat pants, and a wry smile twitched the corners of her mouth.

"You are a rare author, creating the ideal woman of your dreams in a form you cannot fuck. Usually they try to make their ideal fucktoy appear almost immediately and get slapped down by one of the rule traps."

"What, that's not allowed either?"

"It is not"
"Wait, so, I'm not allowed to rule a person into physical existence, but I can make a sentient 3d projection appear? What, did someone create a zombie army, and those who defeated them authored a rule to keep it from happening again?"

Aidea stared at him for a few moments before replying "Yes."

What
"What?"
"What!"