[Who said I'm a lust system, boss?]
Twitch. Twitch.
'W-what?'
[Did I activate when you helicoptered your dick at your stepmom? Or when you spanked your stepsis? Or when you fingered Lily into a puddle?]
'N-No—what are you trying to say here? Hurry up and gimme my damn rewards!'
Alex was getting impatient; he'd done more "heroic deeds" than half the harem MCs out there.
[Boss, please. Do not degrade this prestigious NTR System into some common Lust system.]
Twitch. Twitch.
Alex's jaw twitched so hard his cheek almost cramped. He wanted to curse out loud—but that'd ruin his "unconscious hero" act.
"Oh my, wife! Come take a look! The kid's face is twitching like crazy! Is he alright?"
Lily rushed over, panic flashing in her eyes. "Oh my? This is not good! He's burning up!"
She pressed her cool hand to his forehead. Between the drinking, poison, and sheer frustration of dealing with a trolling system, Alex really was on fire—both literally and mentally.
"Quickly, husband! An ice pack—from the fridge!"
Marcus stumbled away while Lily pressed the cold pack to Alex's forehead. The twitching finally stopped, and his muscles unclenched like he'd been holding in a fart for ten years.
'Ahh… that's the stuff… phew~'
He could feel the chill dripping into his skull. Finally, some peace—until his brain decided to ask the real question.
'By the way, what the hell are you even supposed to be? NTR system? Isn't that just a Lust system with extra steps?'
[No, boss. The NTR System is far superior. In a Lust System, you get points for pounding women. Here, you only level up by stealing them—from other men.]
Alex's eyebrow twitched. Lily had started rubbing some kind of ointment on his bare chest, the cool touch making him sigh involuntarily.
'That's the same damn thing, isn't it?! You just changed the packaging!'
[Nope. Lust systems reward the act. I reward the chaos. You don't chase women—you break relationships.]
'…'
Twitch. Twitch.
Lily dabbed the sweat off his abs with a towel, the scent of her soap brushing against his nose. Marcus, meanwhile, was busy fetching a second ice pack, blissfully unaware his wife was polishing the "hero" like a prized statue.
[On all those dumb novels, the reward is based on the girl, right? But in this one, it's based on the men.]
'Based on the man? How does that even work?'
[Simple math, boss. The stronger the man you cuck, the higher your reward. The more he suspects you're after his woman, the richer your payout. And if you actually turn him into a full-blown cuck? Jackpot.]
'…'
Twitch. Twitch.
"Husband?"
"Er… wife, he looks feverish. Maybe take off his shirt?"
Lily froze for a second. Hot inside, huh? She didn't need him to tell her that—she could already see it. Still, she obeyed, fingers hesitating as she peeled the fabric away.
The sight underneath made her breath catch—he wasn't built like the fragile, drunk man she'd seen earlier. No, this was someone who looked like he'd been sculpted to cause trouble.
Her throat went dry. Even Marcus blinked in awe.
"By the gods… no wonder he beat those thugs…"
Alex, still pretending to be unconscious, smirked internally.
[Perfect, boss. Now keep still. Let the husband praise you while the wife pretends not to notice how much she's not looking away.]
Lily quickly turned, pretending to tidy the table, but her ears were pink all the way to her neck.
'So, let me get this straight. If i make Marcus suspect there's something between me and his wife, then i get more rewards?'
[That is correct. with the NTR points you get from cucking them, you can buy magical and rare stuff from the shop, upgrade your stats, and many more.]
'I see...'
Alex wanted to laugh but he held on. Not the time right now. He fake coughed a couple of times.
Marcus fetched another wet cloth while Lily stayed near Alex, still trying to look anywhere but at him.
[Boss, the man's in awe, the woman's in denial. Perfect conditions for NTR seedlings to sprout.]
'Seedlings? What the hell am I, a gardener now?'
[You're an emotional farmer, boss. You don't plow fields — you plow trust.]
Alex almost snorted but quickly faked a pained groan to cover it up. Lily leaned closer immediately.
"Oh no, he's awake! Husband, look!"
Marcus hurried back, his eyes full of gratitude.
"Young man, are you feeling alright? You saved us—saved my wife! I… I can't thank you enough."
Alex opened his eyes halfway, giving a tired smile that somehow carried more confidence than most men could muster fully sober.
"Just… doing what anyone would."
[Lie detected. No one does that, boss. You're special.]
Lily frowned slightly, but her voice softened. "You shouldn't move. You're still weak."
He held her gaze — slow, deliberate. "You've got a gentle touch, you know that? Makes the pain go away faster."
Her heart skipped. Marcus, ever the trusting soul, chuckled. "Ha! My wife's a natural caretaker! No wonder I recovered so fast whenever I got sick."
[Good. Let him praise her. Let her feel that praise — then twist it.]
Alex's lips curved faintly. "You're lucky, sir. A woman like her? Any man would fight to keep her close."
Lily blinked, and Marcus smiled proudly, missing the faint tremor in his wife's fingers.
[Step one complete. He's smiling. She's blushing. You, boss, are a walking home-wrecker.]
'You make it sound like an art form.'
[Because it is.]
[Step Two: Befriend the husband. Gain trust. Wreck later.]
Alex groaned and tried sitting up. Marcus immediately rushed to help him, all weak gratitude and shaking hands.
"Easy, easy! You're still healing."
"Ha, guess I owe you a drink," Alex said with a lopsided grin.
"A drink? You owe me your life, young man!" Marcus laughed, patting his shoulder.
Lily stood behind them, arms folded, glaring daggers.
[Excellent tension detected. Husband friendly, wife flustered — proceed.]
"Sir," Alex said suddenly, "you've got guts. I saw how you faced those thugs. Most men would've run."
Marcus blushed, rubbing his neck. "Ah, I only did what any husband should."
[Compliment the husband. Make him trust you deeper.]
"You've got a strong heart," Alex continued, "your wife must feel safe with a man like you."
Lily froze. Her pulse spiked.
'Safe?'
She felt anything but safe with Alex sitting half-naked in her living room, muscles glistening under the dim light.
[Now the twist, boss.]
"But…" Alex leaned back, smirk widening, "you should still train that arm. Next time someone comes for her, you might not have me around to help."
Marcus laughed nervously. "Ha, maybe you're right!"
Lily's eyes darted between them — her husband chuckling, and the cocky savior sitting there like he owned the room.
[Trust secured. Jealousy planted. Lust simmering.]
'So what now?'
[Step Three, boss. We strike.]
Alex raised an eye. Even though, he know how to take advantage here, he still want to test how good this NTR system is.
So, for now, he decided to follow its steps.