Gathering Wives with a System

His mind drifted back to how he had received a reward for their first kiss. Maybe intimacy had some kind of effect? 

If so… wouldn't it be stupid to refuse? 

'Yeah. I'm doing this for rewards. For getting stronger. It's not because I want to do it.' 

Isaac shivered as Emily's cold body pressed against his.

Their movements were slow at first, hesitant, but as the night stretched on, instinct took over.

Emily clung to him, and asked for more kisses with a dreamy expression.

Her sweet voice, soft touch, and the pure innocent neediness in her voice pierced through all hesitation Isaac had.

The room filled with quiet gasps and lingering touches until, finally, exhaustion claimed them both.

[Host has received Soulbind Pendant x1, Random Gift Box x1]

The morning light streamed through the window, casting soft golden hues across the room.

Isaac blinked awake.

The space beside him was empty.

"Was that a dream?"

He clasped his face.

Was he so desperate that he was fantasizing about sleeping with a ghost?

A sudden noise from the kitchen broke his thoughts.

Isaac turned his head sharply, only to see utensils floating in midair.

Plates and cups moved on their own. A pan sizzled on the stove.

He rubbed his eyes, but the sight didn't change.

As he tried to 'see' what was happening, he felt an unfamiliar energy stirring in his eyes.

A pulse of power flowed into them.

[Demonic Eyes] activated.

He heard a voice in his head, and looked at the kitchen again.

Emily was there, floating around, wearing an apron over her usual dress.

Her hair swayed as she focused on preparing the meal.

It made her look strangely cute.

She turned to him and smiled.

"Good morning."

"….Morning."

"Come let's have breakfast."

Isaac sat down at the small table, eyeing the steaming plate of food as Emily placed it in front of him.

She floated nearby, watching him with an eager expression.

"You're not eating?"

"I don't need to. Food doesn't give me energy." She smiled lightly. "I'd rather you eat, and I'll take the energy from you later."

"You should still eat. Food tastes good."

"Your lips taste better," she murmured.

Isaac smiled. He was getting used to her words after the last night. He took a bite of the food.

"It's is delicious."

Emily smiled sheepishly.

He called his System as he ate.

His Constitution had increased by one after the last night's exercise. So had Emily's. He shared her stat with himself, and his Constitution increased by 1.

He checked the notification history.

[Host has received Soulbind Pendent x1, Random Gift x1 for his first marital night meaning with his wife, Emily Warren.]

A pendant appeared on neck.

It was hidden by his shirt.

He took it out and examined it.

The pendent was a small slab of black stone. Its surface was polished but had faint, ancient-looking cracks running through it.

He could sense a large empty house within it.

The building was fully furnished with multiple bedrooms, kitchen on both floor, and a small garden outside.

"Isaac, what is that?"

"Something's wrong?"

He noticed the strange way Emily looked at the pendent.

"Nothing. It just feel like I can enter it."

Isaac raised his brow.

The Soulbind Pendent was bound to Isaac and Emily. Only they could see what was within it.

While he knew that information due to the knowledge given to him by the System, hearing it in reality was still surprising.

The pendent was the size of his thumb, and Emily was at least 168 cm (5'4). She could enter the pendent with her size,

Incidents like these made him realize he was in another world.

His train of thought came to a screeching halt when he heard the doorbell.

He instantly realized who was at the door.

Professor Lorrain.

"Get inside the pendent," he told Emily, and swiftly moved.

She nodded before turning into a ray of light and entering the pendent.

He could sense her appear within the house.

Then, Isaac opened the door, greeting Professor Lorraine.

Unlike last night, she was dressed properly in a button-up shirt and well-tailored pants, but that didn't do much to hide her figure.

The shirt clung tightly to her chest.

The fabric seemed one wrong move away from giving up , and the way her pants hugged her waist and hips only emphasized her curves.

"Morning, Professor."

"Morning."

She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation.

Her nose wrinkled slightly, as she sniffed the air.

"Few weeks back, I noticed a board outside Blackmire Pond," she said, referring to a small, murky body of water near the city walls. "It had a notice saying, Please don't molest the crocodiles, they are afraid."

Isaac blinked, confused.

"I was wondering what kind of person would try to touch a crocodile." Her eyes locked onto his. "Now I know."

His brow twitched.

She ignored his reaction and continued looking around the room.

"Where is Emily?"

"She wasn't next to me when I woke up," he replied, then deliberately spoke in a slow, nervous tone. "Maybe she escaped?"

"She can't escape. I placed a barrier around the room."

Isaac's stomach tightened.

He remained silent.

From what he heard from Professor Lorrain yesterday, she wanted to make Emily her Bonded Beasts.

He had looked up about them during the breakfast.

Bonded Beasts were slaves.

Their so-called masters tamed them, and forced them to obey.

If the rumors were true, beast tamers could manipulate the Bonded Beast's mind using the bonds.

They could force the beast to like them.

"So, where is she?"