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The second Nadia's lips made contact with Mathew's tip, the young man's body tensed all over.

Even if all the girl did, was leave a gentle kiss on top of his shroom.

"I can see you are raring to go," Nadia commented in a sweet voice. Her fingers then curled up only to tighten and pull Mathew's foreskin down.

Then, a smug, mischievous smile appeared on Nadia's lips.

"Too bad!" She grinned as her grip continued to tighten to the point where the feel of her hands was no longer just pleasurable.

"I'm not going any further," Nadia suddenly announced, her smirk turning into a snicker.

'Huh?' Mathew couldn't even shake to let out his surprise. Not only because of the strange way in which the girl led but also because the emotion behind her eyes… changed.

"Now then, let's play a little game," Nadia whispered, only to lower her head and run her tongue through the exposed part of Mathew's chest. She brought her head all the way back towards Mat's ear, only to whisper, "who are those girls?"

Obviously, as it was an open question, Mathew had no strength to answer it.

Yet, his body still tensed up a little. And this was all the answer that Nadia could ask for.

The vibrancy behind Nadia's eyes vanished, replaced by a darker tone.

"You want to tell me that you made me your wife only a few hours ago, and you already got to cheat on me?!" Nadia asked, her tone turning raspy.

As her right hand continued to pressure Mathew's hard-on, her left hand rested upon the upper part of the young man's chest. As such, with only his eyeballs still retaining some ability to move, Mathew could see the whites of Nadia's bones appearing underneath the skin of her knuckles.

"No…" finally, the young man managed to regain enough strength to utter a single word.

'Fuck,' Mathew wanted to scream. Because Nadia continued to push him into his current state, he couldn't really get anywhere near enough time to recover. And pressing himself to speak whenever he regained enough strength only made the whole process harder.

"Huh?" Naida shook, raising up on Mathew's lap only to then look down on his face. Her expression was no longer angry, replaced by a look of confusion. "This no appeared to be pretty honest," Nadia muttered, relaxing her hands a little and allowing Mathew to take a small breather.

Now that the pain of her small torture ended, he could breathe a small sigh of relief.

'It's damn hard to explain the situation with only a few words now and then,' Mathew thought. He then pushed his mind to its limits to figure out a solution for his current quagmire.

"But how can you feel guilty about those girls if you didn't cheat on me?" Nadia whispered her question, the inwards-focused look in her eyes hinting that she wasn't asking Mathew but herself.

Well, that, and the fact that Mathew couldn't reply even if he wanted to!

Nadia continued to muse over the situation for a little longer before she finally raised her eyes on Mathew's face.

And then she saw it. The obvious result of first blue balling and then squeezing his cock way too damn hard.

Mathew's face was all red. While it was initially caused by his lust invoked by the situation Nadia created, the reason behind his blush soon changed. And now, it was the sole responsibility for the little torture the girl put Mathew through.

"Oh god, I'm sorry!" Nadia nearly screamed out, relaxing her hand in an instant. Yet, after the initial rush to let go of Mathew's penis, Nadia quickly changed her mind and brought her fingers back to Mathew's shaft.

Rather than letting it rest after her heavy-handed treatment, she opted to caress it with care instead.

"I didn't realize how much strength I put into my hands," Nadia attempted to explain herself, her eyes filled with panic and terror. And with that, she refused to look Mathew in the face again, as if too worried about his potentially angered reaction.

"Still, you didn't cheat…" Nadia suddenly muttered, her hands starting to move up and down a little quicker. "That means there is no problem with me comforting it…" she added, her voice still full of doubt.

Yet, Nadia wasn't one to hesitate too much.

Before Mathew's mind could catch a break, she slid down his chest again, only to return to the very same position she was in before she started to throw her questions around.

And once again, Nadia's eyes glued in to Mathew's cock. Her lips slowly parted as she brought them closer to Mat's glans.

'Damn,' Mathew thought, his penis twitching when he saw the wet insides of Nadia's mouth. Another twitch followed when the girl gulped down her saliva before slowly wrapping her lips around the tip of his cock.

'Fuck!' Mathew's entire body tensed up yet again. The familiar sensory overload numbing his senses only to then fill them up with pleasure.

Nadia was a quick learner.

After playing around with the tip of Mathew's cock for a while, she gathered her courage and pushed it deeper into her mouth.

Her glib tongue swirled inside the girl's mouth, rubbing against the glans and sides of Mathew's thing. And then, to top it all off, Nadia suddenly sucked all the air in as if she wanted to suck out Mat's sperm directly from his balls.

'God damn!' Mathew's mind went blank.

He could slay zombies in tens and hundreds without batting an eye, yet a single suck of the girl he liked was enough to send his mind on vacation.

With his mind number, Mathew lost a sense of time. All he knew about was the hot wetness of Nadia's saliva, the gentleness of her tongue, and the softness of her lips.

And all of that, coupled with the occasional look from her upturned eyes that Nadia would grace Mathew with…

Only the lack of sense of time stopped Mathew from worrying too much about acting prematurely.

Yet, just as he was about to release his first directly into the girl's mouth…

Nadia pulled her lips away.

A sudden wave of cold struck Mathew's penis. Even though the temperature in the room wasn't low at all, when compared to the hotness of Nadia's breath, the difference was massive.

"You are twitching," Nadia commented as she brought one of her fingers up to clean a strand of precum from her lips. Yet, rather than wiping it against her clothes, she brought her finger to her mouth before licking it clean with a satisfied smile…

That quickly melted into an expression of a soft disgust.

"Yuck," Nadia commented, moving her lips around as she worked hard to swallow the tiny amount of Mathew's juices.

"I guess you were really close to cumming," Nadia commented again when she noticed the twitchy dance of Mathew's penis.

'Damn you!' Mathew scowled in his thoughts.

To think that Nadia would blueball him during their already strange first time… And not once, but twice at that!

"Fine, fine," Nadia laughed out a little, the expression on her face softening. "But if you want to cum," she said, rising up and climbing back on top of Mathew's lap.

She then reached down and grabbed the side of her panties, only to slide them down without a care and then position herself directly above Mathew's crotch.

"Then you need to do it here," she said, using her hand to guide Mathew's thing towards her moist opening.

Mathew's consciousness threatened to evaporate when he felt the hot touch of Nadia's insides.

He could see Nadia biting down on her lips as a look of determination appeared on her face. She then moved her hands on Mathew's shoulders before looking him deeply in the eyes.

"Let's do it," she whispered, leaning her head over Mathew's side as she whispered directly into his ear. "Mkay?" she asked, only to hug herself close to Mathew's chest before slowly pushing her hips down.

And just when Mathew could feel his shroom pushing Nadia's hot yet incredibly soft flesh aside, the doors to their remote hideout suddenly opened up.

'PROTECT!'

A single thought appeared in Mathew's soul. A single order pushed his muscles to tense up, burning through his very flesh as he lacked any proper nourishment.

Mathew's body lifted for a single inch…

'

And then he saw two girls calmly enter the room.

Mathew's body slumped down in an instant.

Since there was no threat, there was no lethal pressure necessary to irk out the last sparks out of Mathew's flesh.

"Hey!" Leila shouted the second she noticed what was going on inside.

Yet, there was one more thing that Mathew's slight jerk accomplished.

It pushed Naida's body up a little, and when it slumped down…

Nadia failed to control the stability of her hips, plunging down with her crotch.

'FUCK!'

Mathew's eyes moved up to the point he showed the whites to the world. His consciousness shook. And Nadia's soft flesh tightened around his cock as a moan of surprise mixed with a bit of pain emerged from her deepest parts.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?!" Leila flared up, her eyes opening wide as she rushed forward.

Mathew's soul twitched. Then it twitched again. And then it continued to ring as if something in it was bugged… Only for the strange even to end just as suddenly as it started.

And then, despite living through the moment of casting away his v-card with the woman he crushed on for years, Mathew's focus suddenly moved to something entirely else.

Because from a single glance at the status of any of the three girls, he could tell that his system suddenly changed!

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'What the hell is going on?' Mathew thought, shocked by too many things happening at once.

He just lost his virginity.

His system underwent tremendous changes.

Leila and Daria walked in on him, losing his first time with Nadia.

'What else is going to happen now?' Mathew asked himself, irony filling his soul to the brim.

"Stop it!" Daria shouted, seemingly joining the choir with her cowife. Her words, contrary to Leila's, were directed at Leila herself. "Can't you fucking understand?" she asked, shaking her head like a mother disappointed by the sheer degree of the inability of her child.

"What?" Leila stopped in her place, sending a shocked look at her partner. "We are his wives too!" she added, clearly set on infuriating her competition.

"What the hell do you two want?" Nadia leaned her head to the back and side, sending an annoyed glance at the newcomers. Unable to spare that much of her mind, she could only let the remark regarding wives fly by her ears.

'This was the moment!' she cried out with passion in her soul.

Right now, there was only one thing that occupied Nadia's mind. The passion of uniting with Mat and the desperation of having this moment interrupted.

"Haah?!" Leila gasped for breath. With her lungs now full of fresh air, the fires behind her pupils exploded. "And what do I fucking care?!"

Leila clearly wasn't here to talk things through. She was in for blood…

But it was Nadia's blood that trickled down the tiny part of Mathew's cock that the girl failed to get inside.

Yet, in spite of the situation, a victorious grin appeared on Leila's lips. At the same time, Daria's face flushed with panic.

She knew her friend just too well.

"What do we want?" Leila asked, staring at Nadia's dissatisfied expression with an extreme, passionate amusement. "We did like you told us to do!" the girl added, only to turn sideways and point at the doors.

"Shit," Daria cursed.

"Come inside!" Leila invited, energetically gesticulating towards the doors.

'This bitch…' Mathew's thoughts finally resurfaced.

His mind, suppressed by an overwhelming pleasure, wasn't cooperative at all.

It wasn't Leila's words that woke him up. It wasn't his own willpower pulling the young man by his straps.

It was all the subtle change in Nadia.

Just as the newcomers were about to enter the room, the girl on top of Mathew's lifeless body tensed up.

Yet, as challenging as it was to fight the wave of pleasure caused by Nadia's reaction…

Mathew's heart filled with wrath.

And with all his power, he attempted to raise his hand.

'What?' he thought, his conscious self somehow separating from the inner desire that drove his attempts. And in this split moment of the two desynchronizing, something strange happened.

Mathew didn't know what he wanted to achieve by raising his hand. It wouldn't be nearly enough to cover any of Nadia's nakedness, something the girl clearly wasn't comfortable with others staring at.

'She endured enough by having the two intrude on us like that,' Mathew's inner desire was simple.

Ignoring all the strange ways that led to this moment, this was the time that he should share with Nadia.

With Nadia and Nadia alone.

Mathew seemingly pushed his hand forward. Yet, his body remained as it was.

Still, driven by this simple desire to protect the girl, his inner self pushed through, clearly expending energy on something.

And just like that, a barrier of bright light suddenly rose up, splitting the corner with Mathew and his girl from the rest of the school's abandoned office.

"Huh?" Nadia only moaned in surprise when the surroundings suddenly exploded with light. Yet, as she realized what just happened, she first froze, only for her inner folds to clamp down on Mathew's junior.

'Fucking hell,' Mathew's mind shook again, threatening to simply dissolve in the immense pleasure.

The heat of the girl's insides reached just the perfect temperature. The softness of her flesh caressed every nook and cranny of the young man's dick.

Yet, with the walls now separating the two of them from the others, Nadia finally got time to think.

'Huh?' She thought back to just a few moments earlier. 'Didn't she claim the two of them are his wives as well?'

'Wait, doesn't that mean…' she thought, looking down at Mathew's face.

Yet, due to his current state, it was perfectly blank. Not a single emotion could be seen on it, as every last of his muscles relaxed.

'Doesn't that mean that for him, being a wife is only related to that system of his?' Nadia asked herself.

And this single thought shattered the point of view that the girl had over the situation.

From lovers finally reuniting both on the platonic and then on the intimate level… To Nadia misunderstanding and then opportunistically raping her crush when he was unable to resist or even say no!

'Oh my God…' Naida's thoughts froze. Her eyes filled with tears while her body shrank.

"I'm so sorry," the girl bawled. She then shook her head only to bring her hands down on Mathew's chest and use them as support to raise her hips up.

The contrast between what she felt towards Mathew and how she believed she made him feel in exchange…

This single dissonance shattered the girl's soul.

Yet, just as her hips were about to raise high enough to free Mat's dick from the girl's insides, a hand fell on Nadia's back.

"Huh?" she whimpered in surprise, turning her teary eyes to the side.

Mathew didn't raise his hand. Not a single muscle of his body moved to fulfill that objective.

It was the same force that erected the walls of light that pulled his arm as if it was a marionette and then rested it on Nadia's shoulder.

All according to the inner desire of Mat.

Mathew's touch was gentle. It had no strength to itself at all. Yet, under the weight of Mat's careful touch, Nadia suddenly plummeted down.

This time, her crotch directly slammed against Mathew's, forcing a slightly pained moan. Yet, as the tones of Nadia's sudden sound twisted, it turned into a breath of ecstasy.

Still pushed by the strange force, Mathew's hand moved up, falling on the back of the girl's head. And this time, the young man managed to make his hand pull the girl's lips closer.

Closer… but not close enough.

The moment of brilliance lasted only for a second… And then Mathew slumped right back to his powerless state. This time, whoever, both in terms of his physical body and this new, strange energy he found.

But Mathew's mission was over.

The tears still hung around Nadia's eyes… but this time, they appeared only to decorate her innocently shocked expression.

For a moment, Nadia remained frozen, unable to move a muscle, gazing down Mathew's deep, brown eyes.

Her lips twitched, forming the tiniest smile.

Nadia pushed her face closer. And contrary to Mathew, she had the energy to move her body far enough and close Mat's lips with a kiss.

The two of them fully united. The bright walls of the light brought every last detail of their sweaty bodies into sight.

And then, Nadia gently shook her hips.

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Mathew's mind went blank.

Just inserting himself inside Nadia was enough to send his thoughts into disarray. A single twitch of the girl's insides, and he could no longer control the events happening around him.

And once the girl started to move for real, the reality around the young man broke.

'What the hell is going on?' Mathew asked himself when his consciousness hung up, pushing him into a strange dimension when time seemed to flow differently.

Just like what would happen whenever Mathew would step into the zone of a merchant.

The entire course of Mathew's first experience stretched out in time, turning every passing second into an endless moment. Yet, at the same time, it appeared as if everything reached its conclusion in just a flash.

An eternity of watching how Nadia's boobs jiggled to the rhythm of the movements of her hips. A mere instant of feeling the insane warmth of the girl's insides coating his dick.

The experience condensed, turning every second of it into a fountain of pleasure. The same experience prolonged, turning what was only a short amount of time into infinity on its own.

"Ah!" Nadia screamed out when her body tightened all over.

She buried her fingers into Mathew's chest as her hips fell down for the last time.

Unable to move at all, Mathew could only focus on timing his reaction to the tempo of the girl. And despite how tight the thread on which his consciousness held was, he held strong for just long enough.

"I'm coming!" Nadia moaned, her insides clamping down on Mathew's dick.

Faced with the new, extreme tightness, Mathew could no longer put up any fight.

And in the instant their bout started, roughly an infinity after it began, it came to a fitting end.

"Aahhh…" A small, involuntary moan escaped from Mathew's mouth when his body reached the limit, and then Nadia's movements made him break right past it.

A wave of relaxation flooded Mathew's flesh at the same time as his dick splattered its seed all over Mat's crush's insides.

"Ha, ha, ha," Nadia breathed heavily, keeping herself right on Mathew's lap as he continued to pump her stomach full of his semen.

"I can feel it," Nadia moaned lightly, bitting down on her lips as she brought her hands to her waist and placed them slightly below her belly button. "It's burning me from inside out," she added, only to ignore the stability of her body, allowing it to loosely fall down on Mathew's chest.

And there, Nadia finally allowed herself some well-deserved rest, joining Mathew in his attempts to regain his strength.

'And just like I thought, being unable to do anything at all…' he thought, only for his lips to twitch as if in an attempt to create an ugly grimace. 'This wasn't enough,' he thought, looking down at the sweaty body of the girl resting on top of his chest.

If there was any other benefit to the barriers of lights that he somehow erected, outside of the obvious perk of keeping others away, it was the light that they produced.

The light that landed on every inch of Nadia's skin allowed Mat to marvel at even the tiniest detail of her beauty.

The drops of sweat trickling down her skin acted like tiny magnification lenses, giving Mathew a closer look at the girl's skin. They also decorated the sides of her bust, turning into some sort of fleeting yet dignified jewelry.

And then, just like Mathew finally managed to focus his attention and direct it towards the girl on top of him… Nadia's breath stabilized, and her eyes closed.

With Mathew's dick still firmly lodged within Nadia's overflowing pussy, he had no other choice but to endure the invitation of Nadia's naked body.

'This fucking exhaustion,' Mathew cursed inwardly.

He wanted to scream.

He wanted to move his hands and touch every last bit of Nadia's body. He wanted to discover how it felt to get touchy-feely with the girl that he loved.

Yet, his current state robbed him of this opportunity.

'I guess I really have no other choice but to wait,' Mathew thought, taking a deep breath to slow down the beat rate of his heart and thus calm himself down.

'Since waiting is all I can do, for now, then I could at least try to figure out what changed in the system,' he thought, his eyes moving around the room and taking stock of every last. tiniest thing that remained within the barriers of light.

'Fuck,' Mathew quickly cursed under his breath again as he realized that there was absolutely nothing that he could use as a mirror.

Not a single item that happened to end up in their area had any reflective properties!

'I guess enjoying the views is the best thing for me to do,' Mathew thought, lowering his eyes back at the sweaty skin of the girl.

And then, as he stared at one of the drops of her sweat, Mathew finally caught on.

'Will this work?' the young man asked himself as he directed his eyes towards a stationary drop of Nadia's natural coolant.

And in it, although in a very limited way, Mathew could see his reflection. But what was far more important were the messages that floated all over his face. They covered both the reflection of his face and most of the windows Mathew would normally see.

'This is going to be a pain,' Mathew thought as he realized just how challenging the task would be. Because rather than just reading the messages, he had to piece them one by one, then reverse the order of the letters, and only then combine them into sentences.

And it was a process that Mathew had to repeat several times just to decode a single message out of tens that burdened his reflected vision!

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'U, n, l,' Mathew repeated the three letters that he figured out to fix them in his memory. And then, his eyes focused once again, delving into the world confined within a single drop of sweat on Nadia's back.

'O,' Mathew thought, after wiggling his head for the tiniest of bits to change the angle of his look.

'U, n, l, o,' Mathew repeated all the letters he managed to decode.

'I bet this is going to form some sort of word around unlock.' Mathew could tell as much just from the first four letters that he managed to uncover.

Yet, what he was trying to read, wasn't the usual status windows that he could check in a normal reflection properly later on. What he was trying to read were system messages.

Announcements, notifications of change.

And Mathew couldn't really tell what sort of behavior they would represent.

'Assuming that they work the same way as the level donation notification, I will only ever get the chance to see them once,' Mathew conjured an idea.

As a human being, someone used to operate within the framework of a world he could understand… Mathew struggled.

He struggled to just accept things on the go as he saw them. Because in order to properly figure out the situation he was in, Mathew felt the need to understand the underlying rule of the world, not just accept its wildness as something given.

'Fuck, I got distracted,' Mathew cursed, only to direct his eyes towards that particular drop of sweat on Nadia's back that proved to be so helpful.

And only a few moments later, Mathew could officially confirm that his earlier guess was correct.

'Unlocks Challenge Rewards' the young man attempted to voice out the first of the messages that he managed to decode, only to watch how the entire pop-up window within his reflection vanished on the spot.

'I guess that proves I'm right?' Mathew guessed, only to mentally shake his head and look deeply into the drop of sweat again.

And then, a disaster struck.

Nadia, in her sleep, wiggled around a little, slightly adjusting the way in which she laid down on Mathew's chest.

And that alone was enough to kick that particular drop of sweat out of its stable spot, killing the one source of reflection that Mathew managed to find.

'Her skin may be shining, but it's impossible to read stuff out of it,' Mathew thought, desperately looking over the girl's naked back. Yet, rather than focusing on her gently curving spine, the sideboobs created by the girl squeezing her bust against Mat's chest…

All Mathew looked at were the drops of sweat that remained on her skin.

'I'm running out of time,' Mathew thought when he realized something that should be obvious long before that point.

And it was that Nadia's sweat… continued to quickly evaporate.

'There!' Mathew finally found another drop of sweat that could serve his purpose. Yet, just as he looked towards it, Nadia moved again, rustling about atop his chest.

'Damn,' Mathew's breathing somehow produced a small whistle. 'That was close,' he thought as he looked at the wiggly curve of the single drop of the girl's sweat.

'C.' Mathew's moved on to decode another message.

'h', 'a', 'c'…

'I guess it's another challenge,' Mathew thought, recognizing the shape of the entire word rather than opting to decipher each of the letters one by one.

"Challenge achieved!" Mathew uttered in a tiny voice.

Now that Nadia couldn't pester him for answers or push her dare to make him react, Mathew managed to recover quite a bit of his strength.

It was still way too little for him to move his body, but the young man finally became comfortable with a slight whisper.

And following Mathew's tiny voice, another message disappeared, allowing him to look at the ones hidden underneath.

'S','y','s','t'…

Mathew's thoughts froze for a second.

'System,' he thought, refusing to waste his time checking every last letter of the word.

In the end, there was a limit on how long he could take to decipher all of that. If he were to delve into every word for so long, there wouldn't be any point in his task at all!

In the end, he would be able to read it all at once the second he would find a proper mirror!

"System levels up," Mathew mouthed, guessing more than half of the letters in the message.

And as he continued to play around, the young man became more and more efficient with this strange task reading the world from the drop of sweat on his crush's naked back.

'Unlocks Skill Display Function,' Mathew read out another message within his mind. And just like before, yet another message disappeared from his view, only to reveal a window of a structure he didn't recognize at all.

'That's a good thing, I guess,' Mathew thought.

While he would take up the task of translating everything within that new window to his system, it was reassuring to know that his system now would recognize and display the abilities he could use!

'I wonder what sort of exciting stuff I will be able to do once I regain my strength,' Mathew thought, a primal sense of excitement exploding in his insides.

'Unlocks Wives Development system,' Mathew read out another message, a sense of satisfaction over had good he became at his task filling his soul.

'I guess that message is all about the changes to the wives' status?' Mathew initially thought, only to mentally shake his head a second later.

'No, that wouldn't be. The displays became more informative; there weren't any interactive options out there at all!'

If this was a development system for his wives, then it had to allow Mathew to interact with them at a level he couldn't before.

And while he could see the display status of Nadia changed in regards to how it was before, Mat couldn't see any sort of function that he could use.

"Oh, I see," Mathew muttered, not even realizing his voice leaked out.

'Unlocks self-view of the system,' the message spoke. And then, as soon as Mathew got it right, it disappeared.

"You've gotta be kidding me,' Mathew thought, all the strength that he regained now leaving his body.

Only for all the system windows that Mathew had to painstakingly decipher before, now to freely appear in his vision, floating all over the place right at the edge of the young man's perception!

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'This has to be some sort of a joke,' Mathew thought.

He could feel his blood stalling, reaching an all-time low in its flow.

A single drop of sweat squeezed out through the pores of his skin. It then trickled down his face, leaving a wet trail all the way down to his chin.

'ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!' Mathew raged in his soul.

His face moved even so slightly, courtesy of his recovering strength. He was still a way off, but from how the state of his soul started to affect the state of his body, he was on a good way to recovering.

'I worked so fucking hard to decipher it all, only to gain the ability to see the system without any of that effort?!' Mathew's soul exploded with rage.

'I could take it when the merchants were messing with me,' he thought. 'I could take it when monsters I have never seen even two weeks into the apocalypse appeared on its first day.'

Mathew took a deep, long breath. And then, he slowly let the air out.

'But I can't take it when even my system is fucking messing with me!'

For a moment, Mathew could only let his fury rage on. The mental feeling of disgust filled the young man's soul as he faced the deviousness of

his own system.

'Wait, no,' Mathew thought, virtually shaking his head. 'Without the system, I would long be one of the corpses on the ground,' he thought, forcing his anger down.

'It's quite inconvenient how this feature unlocked,' Mathew admitted, calming his thoughts down. 'But that doesn't mean there is anything wrong with the system. I should be grateful for how much it helped instead,' Mathew thought, forcibly changing his train of thought.

He already went through the process of angering a seemingly emotionless force.

'I'm not going to make the same mistake that I did back with the merchant,' Mathew thought, slowly and carefully mending his attitude.

Angering the merchant led to said merchant making things hard on Mathew. And the young man knew better than to risk going through the same situation but with his system, the one lifeline he had in this apocalyptic world!

'Anyway,' Mathew thought, finally putting the state of his soul aside only to focus on the new content of his system. And now that he could just see it rather than trying to decipher every letter he saw within a single drop of sweat on Nadia's back…

'This bonus ability really is worth a lot,' Mathew summed up a mere moment later, once he was done with reading through all of the new stuff.

First came the new window. It bore the name "System Skills" and floated amidst the ranks of the other two windows that Mathew saw before.

The window itself was exactly the same as the others. It consisted of a solid-like frame with half-translucent letters detailing whatever information the system wanted to present.

[System Skills]

[Core detonation: by filling the core with the energy of his own, the host can then proceed to smash it. The physical stimulus releases the energy stored within the core in the form of a shockwave and a ray of light that knocks away and stuns all in the vicinity.]

[Overuse(Passive): By constantly pushing himself beyond the limits, the host acquired the ability to temporarily present strength and agility beyond his natural means. Activates whenever the host intends to use his full strength at the cost of immense pain after use.]

[Overuse(Active): Expansion of the Passive skill. Requirements to use: Unknown. Effects: Unknown)

[Mind's flesh: Allows its user to project his innermost desire into creating a phantom force that can then interact with physical word. The more intense the activity, the greater the burden on the user's arcane.]

[Barrier of lightprimitive: Host can expend his arcana to create a barrier of lights separating him from the greater area around.]

'Damn,' Mathew thought, the air wheezing as he took in a deep breath. 'Tha's quite a lot of things to remember and practice,' he thought.

Mathew's normal reaction to a new set of assignments would usually be quite weak. Yet, this time, he couldn't help but get excited.

After all, contrary to whatever he would learn at school, Mathew could see the benefits of figuring out the ins and outs of his skills in the immediate future.

Yet, rather than losing himself in the excitement, Mathew once again restrained his emotions.

'As great as those skills sound, that's not everything that changed,' the young man thought, refusing to get emotional ever again.

'Now then,' Mathew mentally coughed to clear his thoughts, 'what was it about the wives development?' he asked himself in his Mind, only to move his eyes back at the naked back of the girl currently sleeping on top of him.

'I really am a nerd, aren't I?' Mathew suddenly thought, his soul filling with self-mocking. 'I have my crush soundly sleeping on top of my chest, and here I'm thinking about gaming elements of this new reality.'

Mathew rolled his eyes before releasing a deep sigh.

'Huh?" Mathew shrugged when he realized what just happened.

His body… his body actually moved along with his sigh!

'Am I recovering?' Mathew asked himself, only to see how the hand that he naturally attempted to raise… actually moved up.

'So I am recovering,' Mathew thought, staring at the inner side of his palm.

It was a simple sight. Something that he unconsciously had seen tens of thousands of times in the past.

Yet right now, being able to see the small lines of his palm, the same lines that kids in the kindergarten and gypsies would use to tell one's future, had a different feel to it. And all of it because of a very simple reason.

Because now that Mathew could move…

'She lowkey raped me, so she surely won't mind if I touch her a bit, wouldn't she?' Mathew thought, slowly lowering his hand over the girl's back.

'More,' Mathew thought the second he directly touched the girl's skin. 'I want to touch her more!' he thought, raising his other hand…

And then, Mathew enclosed his hands behind the girl's back.

All for the sake of hugging Nadia as she peacefully slept on top of his chest.

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'How lovely it would be if this moment could last forever,' Mathew thought, slowly moving his hand up and down Nadia's back.

Mat rubbed his fingers against his crush's soft flesh. His touch was gentle, yet her skin caved under even this tiny pressure.

An absolute cushion. Perfectly soft yet firm texture, inherently full of heat.

'To think a day came when I could caress her like that,' Mathew thought, immersing himself in the cuddly warmth Nadia's body offered.

The light suddenly flicked.

Mathew turned his eyes towards the barrier that separated the two of them from the rest of the room.

'There is no information about how long will the barrier last,' Mat thought, squinting his eyes a little.

'So it's not only merchants and possibly the system itself, but even the world at large?' Mathew thought, involuntarily clenching his fists.

And that was it.

Distracted for but a moment, Mathew made a small yet sudden move.

"Huh?" Nadia muttered. It was the first sign of her waking up.

Her body twitched a little, alerted by the movements of Mathew's hand despite how small it was.

'I wonder if she always was so jumpy,' Mathew thought, watching how Nadia started the process of coming up to her senses.

At first, she continued to laze around, only moving as much as it was necessary for her to find an even more comfortable position. Yet, as her attempts to fight the discomfort that alerted her continued to fail, the girl started to return to reality.

"Huh?" Nadia muttered as she pried her eyes open. She then moved her hands on top of the young man's chest and then prompted herself up.

'What a view,' Mathew smirked when Nadia's movements made her push her boobs right towards his face.

Nadia then stretched her arms to the sides only to raise her right hand to her mouth as she yawned. Yet, as her knuckles moved to wipe the doziness off her eyes, Nadia finally realized that something was wrong.

"Huh?" she moaned in surprise when she pulled her hand away and looked down.

"HUH?!" Nadia's body shook in a shock when she looked down and noticed just what kind of situation she was in.

Yet, instead of screaming out and sending a juicy slap towards Mathew's face…

Nadia raised her hands and hid the bottom part of her face in her palms. Only her eyes were left peeking. They wildly moved around as if the girl couldn't believe what her eyes were telling her.

'She's blushing,' Mathew thought, a strange sense of satisfaction spreading through his lower abdomen.

Even though the girl attempted to hide her blush behind her fingers, they were way too loose to actually stop Mathew's eyes from catching a glimpse of her red cheeks.

"Did we…" Nadia muttered after she gathered enough courage to speak up. She lowered her hands a little, so the tops of her fingers rested against her bottom lip.

Mathew's lips curved up in reaction to the girl's beauty mixed with a cute flavor of awkwardness.

"Yes and no," Mathew spoke out.

Even though his motor functions started to return, the young man was still very weak. A tiny whisper was the most he could manage.

"Huh?" Nadia moaned again, the look on her face turning complex.

Mathew sighed.

"We did the deed," he explained in his weakly voice. And then, Mathew shook his head. "Or rather, you did it," he added, a small smirk appearing on his lips. "I couldn't really move back then at all, so I hope you know what it means."

Mathew's smile blossomed even further as he watched Nadia's cheek turn even redder than before.

"I do… recall something like this being the case," she admitted in a low voice only to avert her eyes, too scared to look Mathew directly in the face.

"Do you know what it means, though?" Mathew pressed on, too amused by the girl's reactions to let her off with just that.

"I…" Nadia hesitated. She then brought her hands down, took a slow, deep breath, and then she lowered her head. Her entire body slumped down. "I don't know, but I will do anything to make it up…"

"Shush," Mathew silenced the girl, even going as far as to use the little energy he had to raise his hand and seal Nadia's lips with his finger. "You are completely off the mark," he stated, only to move his already raised hand to the side, brushing his palms against the girl's cheek.

And it was on Nadia's cheek that Mathew's hand stopped, too comfortable to retreat.

"What do you mean?" Nadia asked, raising her hands up without actually bringing her face up. This upturned expression of her eyes only sent Mathew's insides into a frenzy.

They did it only once, after all. Adoring all sorts of Nadia's new reaction was more than enough for the young man to feel the pressure building up within his crotch area.

The light flickered again. This time, however, the swing of the brightness was far greater than before.

'Tsk,' Mathew clicked his tongue, yet he was too weak to do it loud enough for Nadia to hear it. 'We don't have much time,' he realized, only to move his attention right back to the girl.

"Back then, only you got to enjoy yourself," Mathew explained his thoughts as he moved both of his hands behind Nadia's back only to lay them down on her shapely ass. "Don't you think it's only fair for me to enjoy you a little as well?"

Mathew didn't wait for Nadia to hear and then process his words.

Before she could as much as understand the meaning behind what he said, Mathew sank his fingers deep into the soft flesh of the girl's ass.

"Ah!" Nadia moaned a little, more due to a surprise than some sort of pleasure.

Her hand shot up as she covered up her lips once again, clearly ashamed of the sound she made. Yet, Nadia wore a black belt for a reason. Before Mathew could swap places with the girl by pushing her down and then pinning her to the ground with his own body, Nadia had already reacted.

She pushed her arms and legs out. Only to wrap them behind Mathew's neck and waist, respectively. And once her limbs reached the limit of how far Nadia could stretch them, she brought them all back, locking Mathew in a tight embrace.

"That's fully right," Nadia admitted, somehow finding out the courage to raise her eyes and look Mathew in the face. "If that's what it takes for you not to hate me…" she muttered, hesitation all over her voice.

Yet, she then shook her head before looking at Mathew's face once again… And then, she took a deep breath and pushed her chest out.

"Here," Nadia said, inviting Mathew to enjoy her body. "Do as you wish," she added only to then turn her eyes away, too ashamed to even watch how Mathew would react to such an obvious green light from her end.

"You dummy," Mathew muttered and then shook his head. "Just where did you get the idea that I could hate you?" he asked, only to raise his hand and rest it at the top of the girl's head.

Then, ignoring the closeness and the intimacy of the moment, Mathew simply rubbed his hand through the girl's hair, taking a moment to calm her down.

"I don't want to touch you to get even," Mathew said, leaning over the girl only to then leave a long, sucky kiss on the corner where her left shoulder and neck met. "I want you just because I like you a whole damn lot," Mathew added, moving his hips up the side of the girls' neck.

"I… I see," Nadia muttered, a weak response. She then gulped down her saliva. "Hahaha," she released a small giggle, only to gasp for air a moment later and turn completely silent. "So you like me…" she added after a moment, raising her hands and then rubbing both of her cheeks as she looked down towards the ground.

Mathew reached out with his hands as if to grab both of the girl's breasts… Only for his movements to stop as the young man seemingly frozen in place.

Mathew then took a deep breath and, later on, a minute to calm himself down.

"Actually, rather than "will touch you," it should be, "I would touch you," Mathew muttered, taking Nadia by surprise.

"Huh?" she muttered, a blush of shame mixing with confusion in her eyes. "So you are not going to do it?" the girl asked, her voice housing a tinge of regret.

"No, not yet," Mathew shook his head. "Not now," he added before shaking his chin in the direction where the barrier of light separated them from the other part of the room. "I could feel you getting all shy over being seen fucking," Mathew announced, only for the look in his eyes to mellow down.

"And I'm not going to push myself onto you just for the sake of pleasure if the experience could end up being unpleasant for you," he pledged.

And then, Mathew pulled himself back before grabbing his very own clothes that Nadia pulled him out of earlier. Yet, rather than dressing himself up, he threw the torn rugs on top of Nadia's shoulders, trying to cover as much of her skin as he could with the limited supply of cloth.

And then, just as Mathew was about to finish helping Nadia to tie her appearance up, the wall of light flickered once again…

Only to come crashing down, the light evaporating into nothingness.

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Change of POV in case someone didn't notice*

Darkness.

This one word described everything that Daniel could feel and experience. Darkness… and pain.

'What the hell happened?' he asked himself before trying to stand up…

Only to discover that his body wouldn't move at all.

'Where the hell am I?' Daniel asked, too exhausted to utter even the tiniest voice.

And that was a point worthy of consideration all on his own.

He couldn't move… but nothing stopped him from thinking.

'What's the last thing that I remember… It has to be standing on the edge of the floor, isn't it?' Daniel rummaged around his memory.

'Well, judging from my state I think I can guess what happened,' Daniel thought before releasing a heavy sigh.

Yet, as his chest squeezed down on his lungs, the middle-aged man realized something else.

'My body actually can move?'

He could clearly feel his chest moving up and down. He simply had to focus on this sort of feeling that a human brain would naturally filter out.

'Did we fall?' Daniel asked himself, racking his brains to come up with an answer.

Once he knew what happened, he could figure his current situation out. And that was the minimal necessary framework that Daniel needed to move ahead.

'If we fell…' Daniel hesitated.

Even his heart, long used to the notion of death and injury, froze when he was about to voice out his situation.

He hesitated to do so because it would mean acknowledging what was going on.

'I need to move!' A sudden thought appeared in Daniel's mind.

The perspective of wasting the spark of his life away while buried away under some trash and rubble just didn't appeal to the middle-aged man.

He tried to move… And albeit with a great effort, his hand managed to twitch.

Daniel dedicated even more strength into his muscles. And a mere moment later, he simply gave up.

"Duh…" a long sigh escaped from the middle-aged man's lips.

'There is no way I can lift it,' he realized.

Just a mere second of holding the piece that blocked him up sapped half of his strength.

'Wait, I shouldn't try to lift it,' Daniel calmed his breath down as he focused on the problem. 'How about trying to roll it off instead?'

Daniel didn't rush into action. From the looks of things, he had all the time in the world to figure a way out. And spending a few minutes to recover his strength before an attempt to free himself out didn't seem like that much of a bad idea.

'Okay then,' Daniel thought, tensing his muscles. Yet, contrary to his previous attempt, he didn't bother to lift the entire chunk of rubble at once.

Instead, he raised its right side as far as he could, before relaxing his arm and putting his strength to his other arm.

And the rubble that locked him down… It tilted a little. And while it wasn't much, Daniel could at least move his arm a little.

'Now that I can get a better leverage,' he thought, squeezing his elbow through some sort of floor panels before trying again.

Right then left. Right then left.

During his second attempt, Daniel managed to repeat the process twice.

Changing the position of his elbow appeared to help a whole lot.

'Again!' Daniel scolded himself, moving around a tiny little bit before trying again.

Right, left, right, left, right…

The chunk of the rubble moved a little bit further, only to tip its point of balance and with Daniel's last push to the left, the piece rolled off.

"AAAGH!" Daniel instantly took a deep breath.

It felt as if several elephants stepped off from his chest, allowing the middle-aged man to finally take a proper breath.

For a moment, Daniel simply laid down in his pit. With the burden taken off his body, he could finally see the light of the day again.

Yet, before Daniel could get any real rest from the extreme task he accomplished… he heard rustling.

'Fuck, I forgot about them!' he realized, rushing to stand up…

Only to become aware that while his upper body was now free, the same couldn't be said about his legs.

His right foot was free, that alone was a huge relief. But his left ankle was stuck, blocked by some sort of steel reinforcement from the wall.

'Fuck,' Daniel thought, his face darkening.

The footsteps of the zombies were getting closer.

The noise the middle-aged man made while freeing himself alerted them about his presence. And now he had no other choice but to face an entire horde while stuck in place!

'Damn it all,' Daniel struck his fist out in a powerless fury.

Only for a massive bout of pain to appear when his knuckles smashed into the concrete.

'AUCH!' Daniel screamed inwardly out, his body autopiloting another punch.

"DAMN!" Daniel screamed out. And his body, ruled by his raging emotions, made his fist strike again.

All within the rhythm of the music that Daniel always listened to when enraged.

The concrete, struck by Daniel's third attack, crumbled beneath his fist.

"Huh?" Daniel shrugged, not prepared for this sort of novelty.

But he was running out of time.

A zombie was already climbing up the pile of rubble he was buried in just a moment earlier. More of them were bound to follow soon.

'Fuck it all!' Daniel reignited the spark of fury from before. He sang out the tune in his head. And then, right at the drop of the beat, he struck down at the stuff holding his ankle back.

"DIE!" Daniel screamed out, mirroring the lyrics of that exact part of the song.

For but a brief moment, he turned into the vocalist of one of his favorite rock bands from the past. And as he screamed the iconic shout of the song out, a broken piece of wall that locked his ankle in place crumbled under the force of his fist.

'Is this the kind of system that this guy from before talked about?' Daniel quickly connected the dots. Yet, this was the only clue that he had for this new, unexpected situation.

"System… show up!" he attempted to order. "System open!" he tried again…

Only for a blush to appear on the middle-aged man's face when he realized just how stupid he had to look right now.

'To think I would be happy most of the students in this school are dead,' Daniel's thoughts darkened as he breathed a sigh of relief.

Those deaths, although tragic and unnecessary, allowed him to keep this shameful display a secret.

"Well then," Daniel muttered, turning his face down the slope of the pile of rubble.

Despite how long the situation appeared in Daniel's mind, realistically only a few seconds passed since he freed himself from the rubble. Yet, in those few short seconds, zombies managed to fully crowd out the main corridor. To the back, the outer corridor leading to the end of one of the compound's wings could be seen.

'I guess that's my way out,' Daniel thought, taking a step forward and stomping on the head of the first zombie to climb his pile of rubble.

The tune of a death-metal band that he loved started in his brain.

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"You guys took your sweet time in there," Leila was quick to scold the couple when the wall of lights came undone.

"Piss off," Mathew rugged the girl. "We wouldn't need to hide like that if you didn't go all rouge. Tell me," Mathew squinted his eyes. "Who gave you the right to shame my girl the way you tried?"

Mathew didn't forget the situation that led him to unknowingly cast his spell before. And as great of a time as he had since then, that didn't excuse Leila's actions at all.

"What?!" Leila opened up her eyes, her face turning weird as sparks of fury flashed behind her eyes. "Aren't the two of us your wives as well?!" she cried out, more angered than saddened by Mathew's approach.

"Only for convenience's sake," Mathew replied coldly, paying no heed to the girl's feelings. "If you dislike the power that it offers, just say a word and I will do my best to free you from its burden," the young man added, not shying away from threatening the girl.

'I wonder if it's actually possible,' Mathew thought as he gathered himself up from the ground and then helped Nadia up as well.

Even though she had some rest since they did the deed, Mathew could see the girl had some problems with staying upright or walking in general.

'Well, I guess it's only to be expected,' he thought, his expression mellowing down a bit as he gazed at Nadia's cute profile. 'She gave me her virginity, back then. I can't let myself forget it,' he decided.

"Okay, that will be enough," Daria said, appearing in the doorway leading to the main corridor of this separate area of the school they were in. "Leila, calm down. Mat is right. You had no right to treat his girl like that," she scolded her partner only to turn her eyes towards Mathew.

"And you, you better watch your words," she warned.

"Are you threatening me?" Mathew asked while raising his left eyebrow.

Daria managed to catch him by a surprise. After all, out of the two girls, she appeared to be the more reasonable one.

"Not at all," Daria shook her head, her face free of fear or intimidation. "But every pair of hands matters now, doesn't it?" she asked while crossing her arms over her chest. "That's why I believe you shouldn't talk about losing one of your soldiers so easily."

Certainly, Daria's words made some sense.

With most of the students within the school's compound turning either into zombies or zombies' food, there were hardly any people that Mathew could turn into his allies.

And it went without a doubt that having more people to fight off the horde would be beneficial to his cause.

'Humankind grows by cooperating, after all,' Mathew thought, bitting down on his lips.

As much as he didn't want to admit it, Daria's words were damn true.

"Anyway," Mathew said, ignoring the chance of forcing Leila to apologize in favor of regaining control over the situation. "Who are those two?" he asked, jerking his head up to point his chin at the couple by the wall of the room.

"That, you need to ask your real wife about," Daria said before putting a light, cheeky smile on her lips.

"Some random students that dodged the bullet so far," Nadia finally opened up her mouth.

Contrary to how combative she appeared before, now she turned far meeker, relaxed.

"Is that it?" Mathew asked, throwing a curious gaze at the two.

'Aren't those the ones who I saw back then?' Mathew asked himself, struggling to recollect a specific memory. Yet, rather than wasting his time on such a useless topic.

It didn't matter if he saw the two of them before or not. What mattered, was that surviving in this apocalypse without a system… It was a nigh-impossible feat.

'Unless they managed to skip all the fighting so far, they shouldn't be alive,' Mathew realized.

And once this notion appeared in his mind, the feeling behind his glance changed.

Because this innocent-looking couple was either just a duo of shameless cowards or at least one of them held a vital secret.

"How did they survive?" Mathew muttered his inner question out. Yet, he didn't pose it to the people in question, opting to mutter it to himself instead.

"That's actually a good question," Nadia echoed in on Mathew's words, throwing a surprising look at the pair herself as well. "If I do recall, you did fight well back then, didn't you?" Nadia pointed out, finally treating the duo directly rather than speaking about them in the third person.

"I don't really know," Mathew's junior raised his hands as if to show he carried no weapons in them. "When I saw zombies about to bite Bethy, I just rushed in to save her," he added only to then gulp down his saliva and lower his eyes, unable to withstand Mathew's intense stare.

'Could it be?' Mathew thought, squinting his eyes as he looked down on the duo.

'Isn't that one of the popular juniors?' he thought, only to shake his head and avert his eyes.

"Whatever," Mathew uttered a small comment before approaching the side of the autonomous area of the school.

Despite being just a separate area, there were actually some windowed walls to their part of the school, allowing the group to check the situation outside without taking the risk of opening up the doors.

'Those windows are going to become weak points later on,' Mathew took notice before looking outside.

Sure, their numbers dropped drastically since the time he first took a step on the ground floor… But that didn't mean their number became manageable yet!

"For now, we need to get back to work," Mathew announced as he stared at the zombies outside.

Even if they didn't seem to notice their presence now, they would inevitably gravitate towards the office area within the school.

And once such a situation was to occur, it would be only a matter of time before the place would get overrun.

A matter of a really short time, that is.

Mathew turned around on his heel and looked at all five others gathered behind him.

"I know this might sound weird, but if we want to survive, we need to kill every last zombie within the walls of the school," he announced while moving his eyes from face to face.

"Let's get to it, then," Nadia clapped her hands together, clearly eager to occupy her thoughts with something that she was pretty good at.

"You two…" Mathew said, turning his eyes towards the duo of stragglers.

'It's too early to ask whether the boy has a system or not,' he thought. Mathew then cleared his throat and raised his eyes again. "I will leave gathering the life cores to you. We need a considerable amount for the next step of the plan to go well," he added before heading for the door personally.

"Are we ready?" Mathew asked, throwing one last glance behind his back, his hand already resting on the door's knob.

"We are good to go," Leila reported. From the look on her face, it was clear that she also had a wish to forget her worries and emotions in a simplistic fight with zombies.

'To think the two of them could be so similar,' Mathew thought, a small smirk appearing on his lips as he pushed the doors open. 'But I better never mention it, otherwise only God could protect my balls from disappearing!'

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The task that Mathew set for the group was monumental.

But it was definitely possible.

"There are roughly three thousand students and staff within the school," Mathew lectured as he stepped inside the central area of the school.

From there, he could see one wing of the school fully collapsed. The rubble that this massive building turned into now threatened the integrity of the rest of the compound.

'I will need to somehow reinforce it,' Mathew thought.

He had two of his merchants on the upper floors of the school and one at the bottom.

'I can't let it crash down,' the young man thought, the look behind his eyes steeling up.

If the building collapsed, he would lose easy access to the merchants above. And if the worst really came to happen, the third merchant would end up buried by the ruins.

'Add a place of relative safety and high utility, a huge number of cores we can claim all for ourselves,' Mathew thought.

He then took a look at the sea of the zombies that still filled the ground floor of the school.

"Even after all the fighting, there are still so many of them," Mathew muttered, his mood turning grumpy.

"Just give us time," Nadia proved she could adapt to the new situation quite easily.

"Oh, right," Mathew shrugged, reaching towards his pants and then patting his hands around the height of his belt.

His fingers caught on to something, only for the young man to pull out the spare machete he bought from the merchant.

"Here," Mat said, turning around as he gently threw the knife up, turning it around.

He then caught the blade itself before passing its handle to his crush.

'Wait, can I even consider her my crush?' Mathew suddenly fell into a phase of deep thought.

"Oh?" Nadia shook a little, her eyes widening up. Then, the corners of her lips rose up. "Thank you," she cooed.

Yet, as the girl pulled on the blade, Mathew failed to relax the grip. And with just two fingers, he easily held the blade that Nadia attempted to free.

"Huh?" Naida yelped a little, perplexed by surprise.

"This looks like a scene from some third-rate chauvinistic movie from the eighties," Leila commented, still eager to put some pins between the couple.

"Shut it." Daria was quick to scold her partner. She then rolled her eyes. "Just rub one out to get rid of the itch and wait for your damn turn," she added. Yet, as the meaning of what she just said reached her own brain, Daria's voice turned lower and lower.

'Oh boy,' Mathew thought, instantly releasing a sigh of exhaustion. 'This isn't going to be fun,' he thought, shaking his head as he pulled his attention away from the girls.

He could easily focus on the talk and start the slaughter of the zombies simultaneously, yet he decided against doing so.

'No, wasting this opportunity? When it's such a godsend?' Mathew thought, his eyes turning lively as he readied himself for the fight.

He could stay and hear what Nadia had to say about the words Daria just sputtered. Or he could fight the zombies and actively contribute towards the first step of his plan.

And as great as it could be to have three girls fawning for him at once…

'No,' Mathew thought, decisively shaking his head. 'In real life, foursomes like that do not work,' he thought, his mood darkening a little.

But only a little.

The two weeks Mathew survived in his former run effectively killed all his naive fantasies.

"Come on," Mathew called out, not caring about possibly attracting more zombies by using a loud voice. "Don't be shy!" he urged the girls before waving his hand and rushing right into the fray.

'Damn,' Mathew thought, stumped by the sudden change of atmosphere around him.

The air was filled with the stench of sickeningly sweet rot, an odor of urine and excrements, and was slippery from all the blood to boot.

Yet, Mathew somehow found the air to be far more refreshing than the immediate vincity between both Leila and Nadia.

"Right," Nadia shook her head, clearing the childish rivalry from her mind.

She then turned around and followed after Mathew, long used to protect him from harm.

"Let's go," Daria shouted in half-voice, throwing a quick look at her partner before following after the couple.

"Dang it," Leila bit her lip, watching the backs of the rest of her group. "This isn't how I wanted it all to go," she muttered to herself, a sour smile of self-loathing filling her face.

And then, just two seconds later, Leila rolled her machete in her hand before joining the fight.

But Mathew's group right now was vastly different to how they were before.

They fought the evolved monsters. They even fought something likely even above that rank. Everyone in the group raised their levels quite a lot.

Right now, clearing out a huge mass of zombies was a tiresome task, sure, but not one that could prove to bear any hardships.

'Damn,' Mathew shook his head, a dissatisfied, wry smile growing on his lips. 'This is too damn easy,' he thought, swinging his ax as if he was dancing.

His somewhat graceful leap ended accompanied by the staccato of falling zombies' heads. Each swing of his weapon would claim at least one or two heads more, leaving them to the couple in the back to clean from the cores.

"This is more exhausting than it is challenging," Nadia commented, fending off a group of seven zombies with ease.

She danced around their arms, using her extreme agility to simply avoid their reach.

Now that she wasn't using the full output of her newfound potential, she turned into a shockingly efficient fighter.

Her strikes were only as fast as they needed to be to hold enough momentum for the cut. And yet, her pace of claiming zombies' heads exceeded even Mathew's!

"Don't get too cocky!" Leila shouted, dropping down right in front of Nadia.

She held a zombie's head in her hand while crushing another one with her fist, right where she landed.

She stared Nadia in the face for a second before turning her head around and hurrying off to fight more zombies.

"I'm sorry for that," Daria kicked a zombie's corpse away before slamming her machete right down at the skull of another one.

"Please, don't mind her when she is tsun," she requested, only for a weird smile to appear on her lips. "Just wait till you see her being dere," she added before turning her eyes to another fight.

'Well…' Mathew thought, slashing another zombie's neck off while pretending not to notice Nadia's intense stare glued to his back. 'Fuck.'

The young man knew better than to let himself get embroiled in the romantic conflict.

'It will be better if I just ignore all those comments and focus on Nadia,' he decided, rushing into the fight to forget about the troubling matter.

But the troubling matter wasn't going to go away just like that.

"You know," Nadia muttered when she caught up to Mathew's side. "All the stuff they are saying… It's getting me quite worried," she admitted, lowering her eyes when a blush appeared on her cheeks.

Still, her hands never ceased to move, claiming the heads of several more zombies just in that short moment alone.

"Isn't this enough for you?"

This was a simple question.

From one end, there was absolutely nothing wrong about asking it.

Yet, when those words left Mathew's mouth, he felt an urge to clutch at his heart.

Not because he regretted them. Not because he was hurt by them either. But because asking this question could potentially harm Nadia's feelings.

"It's not like that," Nadia shook her head, stopping the onslaught of zombies that became a background activity for us for the first time since she joined the fight.

She then brought her arms together, acting as if she was trying to hug herself.

"I know that you are not lying to me nor trying to cheat…" Nadia said, hesitation written all over her face.

In the end, she couldn't form even a single, proper sentence to explain what was going on in her head.

'Damn it,' Nadia inwardly screamed out, feeling as if her face was about to explode from embarrassment. 'How come I'm so shy even after we did it already?' she asked herself, only to shake her head and raise her eyes.

"I just know that in this new world, we can't discount any advantage that we can get," Nadia said, lowering her arms and approaching Mathew from the front.

She didn't stop all the way to the point when her forehead struck the young man in his chest.

"I just need some time to accept this idea. Is that okay?" Nadia muttered, her voice getting weaker with each word.

'Oh damn,' Mathew's entire body tensed up.

Seeing Nadia so defenseless struck a strange chord in his soul. With her seemingly delicate body now gently pressed against him, her shoulders crying for a hand to embrace them…

"I do not know what the future holds," Mathew whispered in a low voice, hoping to keep this moment as private and intimate as he could. "But to make you as happy and as comfortable as I can, I will stop at nothing," he said before raising his hand to the girl's chin and raising it up while lowering his own face.

Then, Mathew sealed his words with a gentle kiss.

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The time that Mathew could spend flirting with Nadia… Was gravely limited.

Fighting with the zombies didn't pose much threat to the young man's group. Yet, even if they could all take a single zombie out with no more than a single attack, it didn't change the one primal factor of fighting the horde.

Once they were surrounded and swarmed, there would be nothing they could do.

"We need to keep on going," Mathew muttered when he noticed the first signs of the potential disaster.

It wasn't that there were too many zombies for them to take care of. At the current rate in which they marched into the ruined grounds of the school through the collapsed wing of the compound was manageable.

What troubled the young man, though, was the increasing number of corpses.

'Save for the disease and small, they are starting to pile up,' he noticed as he continued to swing his ax around, claiming more and more heads for the back row of his group to harvest.

Mathew's group left a trail of motionless corpses in their wake. Yet, as they had no concrete objective they needed to reach, every last one of them just moved around.

'We gravitate towards zombies; zombies are drawn to us,' Mathew thought before stopping his legs and taking a proper look around.

The problem would linger for a few more minutes worth of slaying the zombies. But in some places, like near the collapsed wall of the southern wing, the corpses had already started to seriously pile up.

'At this rate…' Mathew thought, bitting down on his lips as he fell into deep thought. He then moved his eyes to the back, judging the number of the zombies they had fallen already.

"Mat!" Leila shouted over from one of the big piles of corpses. She had a precariously satisfied look on her face as she waved her hand at the young man. "Look over here!"

"What?" Mathew asked, slight displeasure flashing before his eyes.

Leila had a strange talent for getting on his nerves. From how she was clearly hostile towards Nadia, through how pushy she was back then with her body all the way to how she just interrupted Mathew's train of thought…

"Can't we maybe stack those corpses up to block off the hole?" Leila pointed her hand at the nearly uncountable number of bodies they could use as a building material. "That would stop a lot of those freaks from getting in!"

'Damn it,' Mathew gritted his teeth. 'Why does it feel wrong to admit she's right?' he thought, lamenting over his own lack of foresight.

Because Leila's idea was as simple as it was genius.

"Good idea," Mathew swallowed down his displeasure before shouting his praise.

'It's better to be impartial. I need to make sure this team will stick together, not like it went back in my first run,' the young man thought, closing his fists so strongly his nails started to cut into the skin of his palms.

"Can I do it, then?" Leila asked while averting her eyes for some reason.

"Try to stack them into two piles. Those with cores and those without," Mathew shouted before sending Nadia a quick glance.

"Fine, fine," the girl shook her head, "I get it. I will go help," she offered before Mathew could even ask her for it.

Nadia wasn't the one to throw around empty words or promises. She ignored her own dislike towards Leila as she rushed in to give the girl a hand.

Ultimately, whether they liked each other or not, they were survivors in the middle of an apocalypse. And only Mathew appeared to have any idea what they should do to keep their status as survivors.

'I wonder if it will be enough,' Mathew thought, watching how the girls got to work, moving the bodies and stacking them up in the long, open area where the southern wing used to stand.

Due to all the rubble littering the place, there were only a few relatively easy paths that zombies from the outside could take.

And the girls appeared to be thankfully aware of that fact.

'This could actually work,' Mathew thought, looking at how quick the two girls were at filling the gaps.

When the two of them pushed their animosity aside, they proved to be pretty efficient workers.

'Or maybe they are faster because of all the level-ups?' Mathew thought, only to shake his head. 'No, I don't really have the time to think about it,' he lectured himself before refocusing on the core problems.

Right now, Mathew's greatest wish is to establish the fortress.

For as little as he knew about what it was and what it would do, he still knew something.

And by picking establishing a fortress as his objective, Mathew managed to avoid the depressing reality that he had no other idea for how to progress.

'This is going to be a huge pain once we actually set it all up,' he thought before casting his look all over the ground floor.

"Daria!" Mathew shouted once he made all the necessary calculations.

"Yeah?" the girl appeared by Mathew's side in a matter of seconds.

This time, she didn't manage to keep her clothes clean or even remotely clean. Yet, each drop of blood that dirtied her clothes and skin was proof of just how strong this girl became.

"Can you go and pick all the cores that we left on the upper floors?" Mathew asked.

He then took a quick break to swing his ax, cutting off the head of yet another zombie. "Counting the cores we will get from this floor, we should have enough."

"Weren't we going to clean all the zombies out of the school?" Daria asked, an expression of doubt appearing on her face. "Is there something wrong?" she asked, reading way too much into Mathew's expression.

"No," the young man replied with a shake of his head. "Not yet, at least," he added in a tone slightly darker than usual.

Daria stood in place, closely watching Mathew's face. Yet, only a few moments later, she nodded her head and left Mat's side without any further word.

'What now?' Mathew asked himself, puzzled by the girl's behavior.

Up until this moment, save for how she acted when they first met, Daria appeared to be the reasonable one.

'It looks like not even she is safe from fostering drama,' the young man thought before dropping the topic out of his mind.

Once again, his ax started to dance around, cutting Mathew a path towards the backline.

With all three girls now busy with their respective tasks, only Mathew was left to defend the two civilians to the back.

"How does it go?" Mathew asked as soon as he landed by the side of his two juniors.

"We gathered seventy-three so far," the man replied for the two, raising his head and looking directly into Mathew's eyes.

'What the hell does he want?' Mathew thought, a stifling feeling making Mat clutch at his chest.

The one fellow man, the one oasis of chill and lack of drama… turned out to be someone weird.

'Well, in a situation like this,' Mathew thought, turning his head around, 'I can't really blame him for acting weird.'

Only a few hours ago, this place was bustling with student activity. It was full of people with dreams, passions, problems, and ambitions.

But now, it has all turned into an open graveyard for all those who fell victim to virus or zombies.

Mathew was already used to this sight, allowing him to save the time he would otherwise waste on making sense of the new reality.

But the fact that he already went through this process in his first attempt at survival didn't mean others did the same.

"That's not bad," Mathew finally reacted to the fellow man's words, only to turn around and throw a look at the rest of the floor.

It was littered with decapitated corpses and heads rolling all over the place.

'At this rate, we are never going to gather enough,' Mathew thought, his mood darkening even further.

"Why isn't she working?" Mathew then asked, turning his eyes towards the girl who sat in the back while constantly jumping whenever a zombie would get close.

"Come on, man!" the young man protested. "I'm barely holding my vomit; how do you expect her to dabble in this bloody mess?" he asked, raising his blood-covered hands.

Mathew then took a step forward, quickly dealing with a group of six more zombies.

"Here," he said, turning back to the couple as he kicked one of the heads towards the girl. "Pick the core out of it."

The girl first raised her eyes at Mathew's face. For a moment, she simply stared down at his pupils… only to then lower her sight and pick up the head from the floor.

For a moment, the girl stared at the face of the deceased. She then swallowed a gulp of saliva before placing the head down and curling her fingers into fists.

"Here I go…" the girl muttered before closing her eyes and smashing her fists into the broken skull. A moment of moving her hand around later, she pulled it out with a core shining in her fingers.

"Good job," Mathew nodded his head, finally turning away his judging eyes. "Keep it up, then!"

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