NTR: The live-in-husband gets a perverted heart system

Tom stirred awake and the System’s voice arrived...

[Good morning, Host. I hope you slept well.]

Tom stared at the ceiling for a second, still half-caught in the leftover heaviness from the night before.

"Yeah, I did." he muttered.

[Good. Today is going to be a long day. In an interesting way, by the way. Don’t panic.]

He turned his head slightly on the pillow. "Oh, really?"

[Really. But first things first yesterday’s daily tasks are complete. It is time for your reward. Are you ready to open the chest?] The system asked.

"Always ready." Tom said and sat up on the bed.

[Thought as much.] The system said. At that, the bronze chest materialised above the bed and opened with a soft click. Three items floated out and settled before Tom’s vision.

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[Complete Gentleman Outfit]

[Wine Appreciation – Skill Book]

[$20,000]

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"Gentleman outfit? How does that look?" Tom wondered aloud, curiosity coating his words as he shifted on the bed, his interest sharpening. He reached for the first item.

The moment he accepted it, a full three-piece suit appeared across his lap. It was navy blue, perfectly tailored, and it looked very expensive that even Tom could tell it was from a luxury brand.

A pair of fine leather shoes sat beside it, exactly his size. He ran his thumb over the lapel, a small, disbelieving smile pulling at his mouth. He had never owned anything like this in his life.

Moving on to check the other reward, he paused.

"Wine Appreciation? Why do I need this?" he asked, his brows furrowing.

[You will need it.] [Just read the book first.] the System replied, deliberately vague.

Tom didn’t hesitate any longer. He opened it and began to read it. Knowledge of wine and it’s appreciation poured into his mind in a clean rush; regions, tasting notes, pairing, the language people used when they wanted to sound refined about alcohol. When it finished, he blinked once and set the empty book aside.

[Now check today’s daily tasks before anything else,] the System told him.

Tom gulped then pulled up the interface.

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[DAILY TASKS]

1. Complete 50 squats

2. Do not say "yes" to any request throughout the day

3. Leave a compliment under one female celebrity’s post on Instagram.

The compliment must be flirty, but wrapped in refined, elegant language - the kind she has never received before. It should not sound cheap or obvious.

[REWARD: Premium Lounge & Underwear Set collection]

[PENALTY: Temporary reduction in Charm]

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Tom stared at the third task. After a moment he let out a short, disbelieving breath.

"Wait, aren’t you supposed to be a shameless pervert with perverted missions? Since when do you care about elegant language?" he asked, half amused, half confused.

[Yes and no,] the System replied smoothly then began to explain after a split second of pause.

[I am shameless. I am perverted. But not every situation calls for crude words. There are times when elegance is more effective than filth, when the right polished sentence can open a door that blunt desire would only slam shut. Consider this training in control. Crude when useful. Refined when necessary.]

"Oh, I see." Tom mumbled, nodding in understanding. He actually liked the new discovery about the system. He could work with it.

Afterwards, he exhaled through his nose and reached for his phone. He opened Instagram and scrolled until he found a post from a well-known international model.

The model’s comment section was already full, already filled with different comments from different people. Tom firstly read through some and chuckled dryly at the shameless perverse words from a lot of men.

He could see why the system chose elegance instead of crude, because definitely, whatever perverse comment he had in mind would drown in the ocean of the ones already swimming there.

"Geez... These men are so raw." He shook his head as he read some of the comments.

"What should I write? Hmmm... Something she hasn’t seen before, uh?" He muttered as he thought, staring at the comment box.

’This sexiness that you..." He started typing but shook his head and deleted it. Then he inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying again.

"I should be natural." He typed again;

"You wear sexiness like authority. Got a secret process for it?"

He posted it before he could second-guess the tone.

And almost immediately the System spoke up;

[Not bad at all. You are learning how to package things properly. Fast learner.]

Tom’s mouth twitched.

"Right." He mumbled, taking the compliment humbly.

Then he put the phone down, dropped to the floor, and started the squats. He counted them out steadily, feeling the burn build in his legs. At the back of his mind, there was the quiet satisfaction of knowing the Improved Physique skill would make use of the effort.

When he finished the fiftieth, he stayed crouched for a second, breathing, then stood and headed for the bathroom.

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After the shower, he dressed in simple casual clothes, stayed for a moment combing his damp hair before the mirro...

"Just good." He muttered to his reflection in the mirror. He wouldn’t say it out loud but he was already feeling excited about what was going to unfold for the day. The system had said the day was going to be a long day in an interesting way.

Tom hummed some incorrect lyrics of his favorite song under his breath as he combed, spending time on it more than necessary. When he finished with his hair, he headed downstairs.

He met Sienna, already in the dining hall. She was dressed up in a formal dress that didn’t look really formal because of how it advertised her cleavage.

She looked up when she heard his footsteps, then set her cup down and stood up. The movement seemed sharply decided and he noticed that.

He could instantly tell she had a plan for him. He saw it in how her throat jumped up and down. She had prepared a speech.

He straightened.

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