I find that I have been sighing a lot ever since I met my wife.
Was it really my good fortune in meeting her? Or was it terrible luck? Sure, she is undeniably the most gorgeous and enchanting woman I have ever laid eyes upon, but lately all I'm doing is being bullied to death.
One day my pent up frustration will definitely explode. No, it is definitely about to explode. A certain friend I know is now blue and under the weather after a long night after all. It took all my effort but I managed to calm a certain fellow down after a long sleepless night.
You may ask me what kind of god I may be to pull it off with the situation I was in, but I can only tell you I am ashamed. I've heard of certain types of dreams before, but I've never heard of something like spontaneous…
I don't even want to think about it. There are definitely quick shooters in this world, but really, I endured for eight hours. Eight hours under that torture before I had the opposite of a certain type of unspeakable dream all while I had wide open bloodshot eyes. I feel I must reiterate this, but I am not a pervert.
The humiliation I felt on this day. I don't think I will ever forget it for the rest of my life.
"Fufufu. Husband you made quite the mess last night. You should probably go clean yourself up."
Whose fault do you think this is? I wanted to cry but no tears would fall.
She wouldn't even let me clean up after it happened and let me suffer for an additional two hours until now all while I was unable to move an inch.
It was the first form of release after over half a month, but in no way, shape or form was the process enjoyable. It was only a painful and excruciating turn of events.
"Little wife…"
It seems my wife felt slightly bad seeing my pitiful eyes begging for forgiveness.
"Silly husband. Don't go stalking other woman when your wife intends to do you a favor next time."
"Aren't you bullying your husband too much?"
"Your wife was nice enough to relieve you of over half a month of pent up frustration. Shouldn't you be thankful?"
"My wife, shouldn't that be a much more enjoyable experience?"
"It depends on your own actions. Husband, do not underestimate the power of a wife when she dishes out punishment."
It felt like I was constantly falling for the carrot she put in front of me. My desire for raising my strength only increased the longer I spent together with her. I just need enough strength to not be bullied by my wife!
One day I will definitely become the one that bullies! That is the only dream in this little life of mine.
"Husband, do you want to bully me?"
Am I that easy to read?
"Or perhaps you secretly enjoy being bullied deep down?"
No. Definitely not.
"You can keep hiding it if you want, it's cute after all."
I am not a masochist.
I'm not… right?
I felt slightly uncertain now, but I must definitely become the bully. My pride can't accept this fate.
MCs fight against adversity. Well this little side character will fight against the bullying of his beautiful wife!
Don't you underestimate me my wife.
Seeing the determination in my eyes my little wife giggled like she knew everything.
Can I have some privacy please? Stop invading my thoughts like I'm an open book for the world to see. I wish I could read you like you read me.
"Husband, husband. I just remembered. Father sent us some toys to play with in the time you were in your secluded training for ten days."
When I heard toys, I will not lie, I got a little excited thinking of certain items.
"Take a look at what he sent over."
Betraying my expectations, my wife took out a rectangular device from thin air like a magician and handed it over to me.
"This one is mine. Isn't it cute?"
"It's just a smartphone, isn't it?"
"Husband had quite some interesting gadgets in his world. In fact, we've never seen such a mystical box with so many functions before."
"Father taught me all about how to use it through that texting app thing he made called Wazzap."
It felt really out of place seeing this device in this world of cultivation.
"Little wife to use this device to its full potential you need an internet connection."
"Ah. There's reception? How is that possible? Does internet exist in this world?" Weeing those all too familiar five dots at the top left I was really surprised.
"Father made some modifications to it before he sent it over. Apparently it can communicate with anyone regardless of how far away, no matter where they may be, all in an instant."
That's actually really impressive. Even on earth there was still limitations on speed and distance due to server limitations, speed of data transmission and signal strength deterioration.
"Did he also send one for me?"
"Naturally he did."
My wife opened up a rift and shoved her hand into it while digging about, but no matter how long passed a strange confused expression remained floating on her face.
After a while spent searching she said "I can't seem to find it. Strange. I had it yesterday for sure. I was tinkering about with it after all. It even had a system specifically installed for you by father."
"System?"
Hearing such a bizarre term I was not expecting I couldn't help but show a questioning look.
"Yes, it is a system designed to aid you in your cultivation."
As soon as I heard that I felt a chill run down my back.
Would father in law really be so kind?
Or rather, aren't all systems things MCs should have?
This must be some kind of elaborate trap. An old codger like him must be scheming something in the background! A system of suspicious origin is definitely something I must never accept. How can I possibly take such a terrifying thing?
A system created by the mightiest existence is definitely nothing I can just laugh off. It's far too suspicious.
Hell, the systems I've read about will issue out quests, rewards and punishments for failure.
The heaviest among punishments for failure being death. There's no way in hell I want such a sketchy system. I'd be a moron to accept it.
"Little wife I don't need such a system. Systems are for cheaters. I'm naturally a righteous straight shooter, how can I possibly take the easy way in cultivating my way to the top?"
My wife what is the meaning behind that strange twitch to your lip? Is there something strange in what I said? You of all people should know how hard I worked to become a 2nd realm semi transcendent in less than a month. If anything, you should be praising your husband for being such a steadfast, iron willed, and determined to succeed individual.
"Husband… alright we'll forget about the system father made for you. How about if I personally make a system for you? It'll just be for everyday life. I'll go ask my father how to make one, so wait here for a moment."
Without giving me the time to reject the offer, my wife disappeared before my eyes once more.
You'd think I'd be more concerned about the matters of the system at this moment, but something else caught my attention.
…there was no rift this time. Was that rift you opened up every time before just for show?
What the hell, aren't you actually better at posing than me? Or are you just getting lazier to keep up the act?
Well, she did have a fine teacher like me after all.
It's only natural she would be as talented as her husband. A dragon husband can't have a useless wife.
If my wife heard me say that I'm sure I'd be in for some serious punishment. Luckily I'm not dumb enough to blab that out loud for the world to hear. The heavens are a bit concerning after all, it feels like they can hear everything I say or think.
Please my good junior brother heavens up above, don't be a tattletale and rat me out. It's hard enough when my wife can read me like an open book when she's in front of me. If she could do the same when she's not even around, I'll die of anxiety.
If I looked outside at this moment I would have noticed there were some clouds twitching strangely at that moment. Unfortunately I was too distracted with my own worries at the moment to care to look at the sky right now.
After thirty minutes passed by, a finger was magically poking at my cheek from mid air. Holy crap! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!
If I didn't know it was my wife and I saw a floating finger of unknown origin I would have definitely peed my pants. Ghosts are scary! Don't misunderstand, I'm a manly man who has gone through life and death once already. It's not that I'm not man enough to face a ghost, it's just that they're too scary. Don't blame me, blame the ghosts please.
"Husband did you miss me?"
What the hell? Go away for longer please. You could've taken your time! I barely even had the time to clean up the accident from last night.
"Hahaha. You sure were fast my wife."
"Anyway, I found out how to create a system and I made one specifically for you darling."
So fast?!! What do you even mean you made it?!
"Hear you go."
I don't want it! No! Really, I'm serious! Please don't look at me with sparkling eyes with expectation. You trying to shove it off to me like this is even more scary than the thought of taking the one your father made!
"Can I change my mind and look for the one your father initially planned to give me?"
She frowned and discontentedly said, "you're not going to take the first thing your loving wife has personally made for you?"
Those hurt eyes aren't going to change my mind! Don't try to guilt trip me into this! I know it's a trap! All systems are rigged!
"My wife…"
Ugh, those fake crocodile tears…
You know, I can see the eye drops you're trying to hide behind your back. You could at least try to hide it properly, right? You can rip open space, yet you can't hide a measly bottle from my sight? I'd be a nitwit to buy that! Are you purposely showing it to me?
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