44 Chapter 34: The Flirty Instructor

The System said, "Your mission is to live as a carefree househusband, following the whims of your heart. Your husband pampers you, adores you, and is swimming in wealth."

Later.

"Why on earth did my husband fall from grace midway through the plot?" the shou asked.

The System: OvO

"All my enemies are kissing me—what do I do?!"

"Find yourself another husband and keep being a househusband," the System replied.

The shou: "..."

World One: The Viciously Beautiful Househusband of His Enemy.

He had been under the control of that vicious couple since childhood. His life was a living hell that drove him to the brink of suicide countless times. It was sheer hatred that kept him going.

That man's househusband often dressed in light colors, a gentle smile on his face as he stood dutifully behind his husband. He would pour tea or accompany him to business meetings, always the picture of grace and kindness to everyone around.

Only he knew the truth—that househusband was a devil in disguise.

But one day, everything changed. That man's househusband became a different person entirely. He was diligent and attentive toward him, his gentleness piercing straight to the heart. Every smile seemed to burn an indelible mark into his soul, haunting his sleepless nights.

Shamelessly, he found himself falling for his enemy's househusband.

He loathed that dog of an enemy. Why did a scum like him deserve such a stunning beauty?

In the end, the enemy was thrown in prison. Bereft of support, the beautiful househusband found himself surrounded by predators. Desperate and with nowhere to turn, he knocked on the door during a stormy night.

"I... could I stay here for a few days?"

He smiled. "Of course."

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World Two: The Empress of the Puppet Emperor.

From childhood, he had been forced to trail after his younger brother. Despite being far more talented and capable, he could never stand as an equal, enduring endless humiliations into adulthood.

When his brother ascended as emperor, he swallowed his pride and bided his time, earning the emperor's unwavering trust.

Every order, every moment spent standing behind him pouring tea before the ministers—it all stabbed deep into his heart.

The emperor was utterly besotted with his empress, to the point of obsession. The older brother was frequently dispatched to protect the empress.

The empress was delicate and high-maintenance, constantly saddling him with the dirtiest, most grueling tasks. He was insufferable.

But from one fateful day, the empress transformed. He became attuned to every nuance, weeping in heartache whenever he saw him injured. He would cling to him, acting spoiled, staring dazedly at his face. Occasionally, he would help the empress bathe, his gaze lingering on those pale shoulders and the feet playfully splashing in the water—images that robbed him of sleep night after night.

So pitiful. So breathtakingly beautiful.

Dog Emperor, how dare you keep a harem of wives and concubines with an empress like this?

Later, as his blade pressed against the emperor's throat, poised to use the empress as leverage, those clear, pitiful eyes froze him in place.

He liked him so much.

His heart thundered in his chest. The hand gripping the knife trembled as it gently lifted a lock of the empress's hair.

"Do you want to die... or become my empress?"

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World Three: The Wife of the Hated Older Brother

ABO—a super seductive Omega Instructor. "Your husband isn't here. Let me help you through your susceptibility period, Instructor."

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World Four: The Wife of the Post-Apocalyptic World's Prime Culprit, the Professor

First, raise an innocent black-hearted little zombie. Then, get called "mama." Finally, mama cries out.

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World Five: Entertainment Circle

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World Six: Interstellar Prison

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World Seven: Substitute Marriage

*The shou isn't pure; all gongs are pure, including their emotions (super important).* *Homewrecker literature.* *Full of regret arcs and chaotic love rival showdowns.*

After the villain's death, he would be locked away by the protagonist group, reduced to nothing more than their tool. In the end, he died in bed.

Shou: "?" No way—is this really a proper protagonist group?

Absolutely not.

He was someone who possessed God's perspective!

With his husband dead, he had no money and was utterly miserable. No way was he going along with that.

So...

He would divorce him, latch onto the true protagonist—his husband's sworn enemy—and that enemy's friends.

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The gong had been reborn.

In his previous life, right before his death, he finally realized that he was the protagonist of a book.

His team utterly loathed the twisted, perverse villain, so they tricked the villain's wife into coming home, intending pure revenge. Yet three years later, every one of them had fallen head over heels for that little wife.

He was beautiful and adorable.

He knew just how to act spoiled.

They all repented one after another, turning into devoted lapdogs for the man's wife. But in the end, he swept up all their money and ran off. Left with no choice, they were thoroughly enslaved by him, truly becoming his "loyal dogs."

Upon his rebirth, he gazed at the stunning beauty shivering in the slums and crouched down.

"Hello," he said with a smile. "Might we get to know one another?"

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