Supreme Husband System! & Supreme Wife System!

Chapter 715: It’s a strange place

Arabel and Idan’s wedding night was unforgettable: passionate, but at the same time filled with a deep sense of intimacy. It was a completely new experience for both of them, which opened up new horizons in their relationship and only strengthened their bond.

Arabel couldn’t believe it could be so enjoyable, and she was intoxicated by the new sensations, wanting to experience them over and over again.

Realizing this, she finally understood what her mother meant, and she could no longer deny the truth of her words.

Neither Idan nor Arabel realized how long they had spent in each other’s arms, exploring new horizons of their relationship, until they plunged into the world of dreams.

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Arabel opened her eyes and found herself in front of a familiar lawn, on which stood a two-story wooden house.

“Is this… our house?” she muttered, looking in amazement at her private house with Idan.

Thinking of Idan, she immediately recalled the events of last night. Her face turned red, and her legs slightly buckled, a silly smile appeared on her lips.

Looking down, she discovered that she was wearing the same silky red robe that she had put on before entering the family home.

But then, realizing that something strange was happening, Arabel quickly put aside her daydreams and looked around.

Except for the lawn and the house, it was pitch black. It was impossible to tell if there was anything else there.

Arabel returned her gaze to the house and strode across the green lawn, barefoot.

Everything was just as she remembered. The same walls, the same terrace…

Arabel even found her favorite chair on the terrace, where Idan usually sat. She often sat on his lap, and this was their favorite place.

Arabel paused for a moment as she reached the door. She was a little hesitant about going inside. However, gathering her courage, she reached for the door handle, turned it and opened the door a crack.

As soon as she did, obscene moans reached her ears. Arabel froze in surprise when she heard them. But she didn’t stay that long. After the initial surprise, she recognized the voice that brought her out of her stupor, and she quickly flew into the house.

A strange picture appeared before her frightened eyes. In the familiar living room, four girls were sitting on a large sofa, staring intently at a large TV.

One of them, with pinkish-purple hair, was sitting in the center. There was a silly smile on her face and lust in her eyes. With one hand she caressed her breasts, and with the other she gently touched the place between her legs. She was wearing a robe that looked almost exactly like Arabel’s, only it was a shade of pinkish purple.

Unlike this girl, the other three seemed more modest. But they were also fidgeting slightly, with their legs joined, and their faces were burning with excitement.

One had white hair, the other had black hair, and the last had blue hair. Arabel didn’t have to guess who they were, because she knew them well—her other versions.

Arabel followed their gaze, looked at the TV, and when she saw something on the screen that shocked her, she almost fell over. She saw her husband from the perspective of her own eyes. And, what was most embarrassing for her, there was just a moment of their closeness on the screen, and she could hear her own moans.

“What the hell are you doing?” exclaimed Arabel, appearing in front of the TV and blotting out the screen.

White, Black and Blue were very surprised by Arabel’s unexpected appearance and, blushing deeply from embarrassment, turned completely crimson.

However, Pink, instead of being embarrassed or surprised, got angry.

“Get away! Don’t stand there, damn it!” she exclaimed as Arabel blocked the screen.

Arabel, in turn, was outraged by Pink’s behavior. Instead of moving away, she slammed into the TV, smashing it to smithereens. Only then did her own embarrassing moans subside, and silence fell in the living room.

Then, a veritable hurricane of Madness Energy erupted in the living room.

“I’ll kill you!” the Pink One screamed in rage, but before she could pounce on Arabel, the other three grabbed her from three sides and pinned her to the floor.

“Damn, damn, let me go! Traitors!” the Pink one began to swear, realizing what was happening.

“No,” the White One said coldly.

“Calm down first, big sister,” Blue asked gently, trying to calm Pink down.

Black remained silent, but it was clear that she shared the opinion of the other two.

Arabel watched in silence, unable to understand how it was that her other versions did not disappear after activating the System.

And most importantly, where is she and what kind of place is this?

Pinned to the floor by her sisters, Pink soon began to cry and complain, unable to contain her emotions. She sniffed and said:

“Why? Why are you bothering us? I’ve been waiting for this day for so long.… You won’t even let us be with him, and now you won’t even let us look at him…”

Listening to these words, Arabel felt a little awkward and even felt sorry for Pink. But despite her complaints, Arabel had no desire to share her husband with anyone else, not even with her copies, other versions.

After the other three listened to Pink, they looked at Arabel with some disapproval, which, of course, began to annoy her.

“What is this place?” asked Arabel, ignoring their stares.

This time, she looked around the house carefully and found almost no differences from their real home. Everything was just as she remembered. Even the kitchen adjacent to the living room was identical to the one in their house.

“How do we know?” — The White One replied. “Like you, we not only don’t understand what this place is, but we also don’t remember how we got here.”

Arabel frowned at the answer. But then she remembered something, and after looking around carefully, she asked:

“Where’s Silver?”

Hearing the name of their youngest sister, the others chuckled.

“You know her abilities,” the White One said. “If she wants to hide, no one can catch her.”

Arabel’s eyes twitched as she remembered that Silver represented her cowardice, fear, and understanding of the elements of space. This meant that she was very likely somewhere nearby.

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