Harem Section and Money Conversion

[Ding! A quest has been issued.]

[Quest: Make Vicky yours.]

[Description: Have sex with Vicky and make her your woman.]

[Time limit: 3 days]

[Reward: Harem Section, 500 DFS points, Money Conversion.]

I was stunned to see the quest.

'System…' I was about to ask the system why it had issued such a quest, but then I remembered it would say, 'It's because you desire this' in its words, so I chose not to.

I closed my eyes and thought if I really wanted to make her my woman, and although I didn't get a clear yes or no, I felt I wanted that… I wanted to make her mine.

'Alright then. I shall complete this quest.' I thought, my lips curling up in an imperceptible smile. I got another chance to live and got the legendary system. So, I decided I wasn't going to second guess everything like I was used to and would do everything that I wanted, that I desired. It didn't matter what it was; if I wanted to do it, I would do it.

Deciding this, I asked the system to tell me what the Harem Section and Money Conversion were exactly.

[Harem Section: A new section would be opened in the system that would help the host manage his harem and issue related quests.]

[Money Conversion: Host would be able to convert DFS points into real-life money.]

I became ecstatic upon seeing the description of the Harem Section because it was as I had imagined it to be. However, when I saw Money Conversion's description, despite it being an amazing and very much needed function, I raised my brows.

'System, I will no longer get money in quest rewards?' I asked. 

Since the system was giving me this function, it was most likely true, and I didn't like that. I had read many novels where protagonists had to buy everything from the system shop or use it for cultivation, level up their skills, etc., using the system's currency. So, they always had to worry about finding ways to earn system currency, which always proved to be a tall task.

[No, host. You would sometimes get the money, if you are lucky or rather unlucky.] System responded.

Sigh!

I sighed in disappointment upon reading this message and dismissed the system screen.

"What are you sighing about?" Vicky asked,

I glanced at Felicity and Cataline, who were sitting next to each other, looking at us in worry.

I smiled at them, "Don't mind us old fellows, and rest or play or do whatever you like."

They didn't have much of an age gap and were in the same grade in the school. They were best friends and spent most of their time together. 

When Vicky wasn't at home, Felicity would come over at our house and play with Cataline, watch T.V., or help her with the housework. She would stay with her until her mother came back. There were a few times when Vicky wasn't able to return at night because she had extra shifts and had to go out of the city for some work. On those days, she would sleep over too. So, it wouldn't be wrong to say they were more than best friends and were like real sisters.

My words made the duo pout as they didn't like it when I treated them like kids and would always complain and would say…

"Hmph! We are adults, and you are not much older than us. So, stop treating us like kids."

I smiled hearing this. It had been a decade since I last heard this and felt really good.

"Okay, big ladies." I chuckled before standing up and extending my hand toward Vicky, who looked at me in confusion.

"Come, let's talk in private for a moment." I said. She nodded and grabbed my hand, pulling herself up. Felicity and Cataline frowned at this, but they didn't say anything as I led Vicky in the distance where the duo couldn't hear or properly see us, but we could see them clearly.

"What is it, Ryan?" Vicky asked, looking at me curiously. 

Vicky was 36 years old, was 5'7'' tall, three inches shorter than me, and had a well-maintained, naturally curvy body. If I was not wrong, her proportions were 38-28-36, making her look amazingly sexy. She was a white lady but loved to sunbathe, so her skin had become a little tanned, her mid-back hair was natural copper auburn in color, and it looked very silky. She had kissable, heart-shaped lips, a small, cute nose, and hazel eyes. All in all, she looked very beautiful and amazingly attractive. If she dressed up well, she would look better than most Hollywood actresses.

After my mother, who's illness had ruined her beauty to some extent, she was among the most beautiful and sexy ladies I knew. More importantly, she was good-natured and had an easygoing personality, unless you had made her angry. Right now, however, because of the circumstances, she had a heavy expression on her face.

Right now, she was wearing jeans that hugged her long legs, juicy thighs, and impressive ass intimately. On top, she had a white, tight t-shirt beneath her old black leather jacket.

I didn't stare at her for long lest she feel uncomfortable and asked after taking a breath,

"You don't have any money with you, do you? Is that why you are so worried right now?" 

Vicky raised her brows at my question before she sighed, her shoulders slumped down and her eyes became downcast. "Yes. I only had just $100 with me. I have some savings in the bank, but they are barely $5000. I… I don't know how we are going to survive on that meager money because finding a job, even a part-time one, isn't going to be easy."

Saying this, she bitterly laughed, "I'm speaking like I can get a full-time job if I tried hard."

She then looked at me and curiously asked, "But you don't seem worried? Do you have enough savings to tide this disaster over?"

I didn't answer and instead said, looking into her eyes, "Vicky, I don't want you to think I'm trying to force you or anything, but I have an offer for you, that if you accept, you won't have to worry about your and Felicity's future."

"Oh?" Vicky looked at me in surprise and asked, "What is it?"

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