"Ain't no fucking way!!" Zeta's eyes widened, his mouth gaping open.
He reached his hands out before flailing them up and down. However, as he had suspected, he couldn't touch it.
"A system...!?" he muttered, a grin slowly spreading across his face.
"Seriously, man... Made me remember all those good old days when I used to read horny degenerate smut novels back on Earth... written by that bastard Vrizzy on Webnovel..." he muttered, his expression softening a bit.
But then he remembered—some systems could peer into their host's mind all day long, giving the host not a single bit of privacy.
"Can you... read my mind?" he spoke aloud.
However, the system gave no response.
"Hello? Can you even hear me?" he asked again, this time, a bit of frustration surging across his face.
Still, there was no response like before.
"So a non-sentient system, huh?"
"Well, works for me..." he muttered. But just then, the system beeped again like it did at the very beginning.
[Functions: Shop / Status / Mission / Inventory]
It listed its functions before... going silent once again.
"Tsk, that's it? No heaven-defying function? No fate-stealing... no time-looping gimmick?"
"Aren't these all basics?" he expressed his dissatisfaction.
He folded his tiny arms, his back leaning against the bedframe. "Kinda disappointed, not gonna lie."
Just then, the system interface once again popped up right in front of his face.
[There is a unique function: this system is optimized to assist the body in seducing MILFs.]
Hearing it, Zeta straightened his back, his brows furrowing as he frowned. "What are you, some kind of hentai plugin?"
[Assistance includes situational advice, emotional analysis, recommendat—]
"Woah, woah, chill out!" he cut it off mid-sentence, waving his hands in a calm-down gesture.
"You think I'm some noob? I don't need some scripted program guiding me to steal MILFs—I'm already one of the best at it. I've already bagged 29 happily married women back in L.A. Twenty-nine, baby!" he proudly said, chest puffed out.
His lips curled into a self-satisfied smirk. "Just needed one dirty slut to reach thirty... but got shot before I could cross the finish line."
"..." The system remained silent.
"Well... I'm kinda glad you ain't like those sentient systems that nag their host 24/7..."
"Spares me the trouble," he muttered before leaning back against the bedframe again.
"Anyway, this world seems to be full of hotties... even better—MILFs!" he muttered with a grin, remembering this boy's mother, Valerina, and those neighbors with sinful bodies begging to be punished.
***
In a flash, the day went by, and evening arrived.
During this time, Zeta had been getting used to this world and its logic, even practicing how to act like a child of his age.
But in the middle of his practice, the door to the room was knocked, which gave him just enough time to act like he was lying on the bed—typical kid behavior.
The one who entered was a busty, black-haired MILF. With a sinful body that bounced with every step, she entered with a warm smile that radiated unimaginable affection—Valerina Darkstone.
And just then, the people behind her entered the room—one of them being his deadbeat, cuck of a father, Harren Darkstone.
"Zeta... This is Luna Cowell!" he introduced the woman who entered last, both hands resting on his waist with a stupid smile on his face.
"She's the wife of the village head... and she's an Initiator-level mage! The most powerful magus in our village!" he continued, his face blooming with a huge-ass smile.
"Greetings," Luna Cowell said. Her demeanor was somewhat cold—not much of a talker.
However, her face and body were what caught Zeta's full attention. He ignored her greeting and way of speaking.
She was a black-haired MILF with long, flowing hair that reached down to her waist. She had green eyes that radiated intelligence.
And her body? Killer. H-cup breasts that bounced with every step, as if they could fall out at any moment.
"And from now on, she'll be teaching you magic!" Harren added.
Damn. How is she able to walk with that much weight? Is this the norm here? I've seen like five to seven women in this kid's memories who had boobs either a tad smaller or even bigger than these two! Zeta thought, his eyes flickering toward her chest more than anything else.
Hearing Harren's explanation, Luna nodded politely, her green eyes locking onto Zeta with a mild, unreadable expression. However, a flicker of curiosity flashed in her eyes.
She also noticed how often his pupils darted toward her chest, which she found amusing. Her lips curved—just barely—like she'd found a new source of entertainment. A very odd one, at that.
"And boy, I'll be the one teaching you swordsmanship!" Harren added once again, closing his eyes for a second with a proud look on his face. "We'll turn you into a real man!"
Seeing Harren's enthusiasm, Valerina giggled quietly, happy about the family situation they had.
Soon enough, Valerina and Harren both left the room, leaving Luna and Zeta alone.
The moment they left, the room grew quiet, neither initiating conversation.
Just then, Luna cracked a small smile. "Let us begin, then."
"..." Zeta remained silent, looking at her with a thoughtful gaze.
"Now then, get undressed!" she added, which yanked him out of his thoughts.
"Huh...?" he blinked. Damn, have I already charmed her with my divine looks?
Luna raised a brow. "You heard me. Take off your shirt," she repeated.
Hearing her, he coughed and cleared his throat.
As if realizing she hadn't given any explanation, she folded her arms, pushing her breasts out even more.
"When a child turns eight, most awaken their magic pathway. However, there are some who don't but still manage to pull off some tricks... like you did on your third birthday."
This is the first time I've ever seen an oddball that can light a fire... at just the age of three. She thought. Even though it should have been something to be proud of, she didn't say she'd never seen or heard of such a thing, avoiding arrogance, the downfall of 90% of geniuses.
"And when someone awakens their magic pathway, it creates a rune mark on one's body," she added, her arms still folded in a way that made her chest the center of attention.
Aww... Too bad—I thought I'd already pulled her in, but I guess being delusional can lead to my death in this unknown world, he thought, a bit disappointed. Still, he didn't lose hope—he knew he could pull her if he played his cards right.
"For example—" In a professional tone, Luna spoke as she reached up and gently tugged at her neckline, revealing the upper portion of her breast where a glowing violet mark shimmered faintly. Her skin was pale, the slope of her breasts catching the firelight from a nearby lantern.
Seeing this, Zeta swallowed hard. Damn... They're a different breed than what I could find back in L.A.
Just then—
[Ding! Mission Assigned]
[NTR the village head and sleep with his wife.]
[Reward: Host will be able to learn any magic up to the 4th circle, regardless of the host's current level.]
Hearing the content of the mission, Zeta's lips curled slightly.
Hah, that was my intention anyway... but who am I to say no to a free reward? And this 4th circle thing sounds cool as fuck.