My Seed Gives Systems In The Apocalypse

Jenny blinked in surprise, staring through the front windshield as she watched the four of them walk toward the bus.

Rose had been standing right by the folding doors when she suddenly paused, turned around, and gestured for the others to follow her inside.

That was completely unlike her.

Did Fredrinn do something to influence her?

Jenny turned her head back to glance at him, momentarily losing her train of thought the second her eyes locked onto his handsome, sharp features.

He was sitting remarkably close now. The physical distance between them was miniscule, and a strange, heavy quiet settled over the interior of the Camry.

It was as if someone had taken a remote control and muted the entire outside world.

In that sudden silence, her own heartbeat felt deafening. It galloped wildly against her ribs, skipping every other beat just for the sheer thrill of it.

"Uhm... Why did Rose suddenly walk away like that...?" Jenny asked hesitantly, her voice slightly strained.

Fredrinn smiled, offering a playful, effortless shrug. "How would I know? No one ever really knows what goes on inside her head."

Jenny gave a slow nod, entirely agreeing with that assessment.

She darted her eyes toward the windows one last time, confirming that the street was clear and no one was approaching.

With the privacy established, the countless questions and doubts that had been gnawing at the back of her mind came surging forward all at once.

"Fredrinn..." she began, swallowing hard as she felt the steady, calm intensity of his gaze boring into her.

He wasn’t acting like a typical creep. He wasn’t staring down at her exposed thighs or leering at her chest beneath the tactical vest.

He was looking straight into her eyes with an unshakeable, piercing focus, and somehow, that directness made her far more restless.

If he had just ogled her like any other guy, she could have easily written him off as another lecherous bastard driven purely by base lust.

"Yes?" he replied smoothly, casually sliding a few inches closer along the leather seat.

"W-What actually happened between you and Rose earlier?" Jenny finally blurted out, unable to hold it in any longer.

Fredrinn hummed softly, taking his time to answer. To Jenny, that brief pause felt like an eternity.

"She’s a demon—a succubus archetype, to be specific. You already know that much, right?" Fredrinn asked calmly.

Jenny gave a quick, stiff nod.

A faint, teasing smirk touched the corners of his lips. "Then what do you honestly think happens between a man and a literal succubus, Jenny?"

The system quest explicitly required his next voluntary thrall to agree while being fully aware of his relationship with Rose, leaving no room for convenient lies.

And even if it wasn’t for the quest, Fredrinn had no intentions of building his foundations based on deceit and lies.

From his experience, he knew that those doesn’t last long.

Jenny sat utterly speechless. He was sitting inches away from her, radiating an intense, dangerous charm, looking at her with the ’flirtatious’ intentions...

Yet he admitted his physical involvement with Rose without a shred of hesitation?

That demon literally walks around, referring to him as her hubby!

"I... really don’t understand you," Jenny grumbled softly, dropping her gaze down to her lap.

Fredrinn studied her posture for a moment.

He realized that beneath her confident, teasing, and battle-ready exterior, Jenny was surprisingly traditional, guarded, and shy when it came to genuine romance.

If he didn’t take the initiative and push the boundaries himself, they would stay trapped in this awkward stalemate forever.

Slowly, deliberately, he reached his hand forward.

He placed the tip of his index finger beneath her chin, gently lifting her face until her eyes were forced to meet his once more.

A bright crimson blush bloomed across Jenny’s cheeks, her pulse accelerating to a frantic rhythm.

"What don’t you understand?" Fredrinn whispered, his tone dropping into a low, intimate register.

He slowly pulled his finger back from her chin, letting his palm rest casually on the plush cushion right beside her thigh. "Ask me whatever you want, Jenny. I promise I’ll give you the honest truth."

A storm of critical questions flashed through Jenny’s mind in an instant.

’Was that story about his lost memories a complete fabrication?’

’What are his real goals in this broken world?’

’Is he even fully human himself?’

’How strong is he when he actually goes all out?’

Yet, after all that mental turmoil, the only question that slipped past her parted lips was the one tied directly to her heart.

"What... are your real intentions with me... and Andrea?" she whispered softly.

The spot beneath her chin still tingled from the lingering warmth of his touch.

She felt the heat inside her body rising, her blood rushing throughout her body as she stared at his suggestive figure. But, she suppressed her rising desires... Trying her hardest to focus on the more ’important’ things.

Fredrinn’s smile widened slightly. Somehow, he had anticipated that exact question.

Her expressive eyes made her internal conflict obvious.

She was a firm believer in traditional monogamy, but for him and his path forward, unfortunately, that wasn’t an option. Polygamy was his only choice.

"My intentions with you and Andrea?" he repeated softly, smoothly closing the remaining space between them.

He leaned in closer.

Jenny froze instantly against the seat cushion.

Her rational mind screamed at her to pull back, to put up a barrier and protect herself, but her racing heart stubbornly refused to move an inch.

As his face drew closer, her eyelashes fluttered, and she instinctively squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself as she swallowed the dry lump in her throat.

Yet, the kiss she anticipated never landed.

Her lips parted in confusion.

Fredrinn stopped his advance just a few centimeters shy of her lips, his warm breath lightly brushing across her skin.

"I want to make you my lover," he whispered, his voice steady, unapologetic, and utterly clear. "My partner. My wife, if that’s the word you prefer."

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