Supreme Husband System! & Supreme Wife System!

Chapter 740: Almost everything

“Why are you following me?” Arabel asked, stopping and turning with a slight annoyance to the black—haired girl who was silently following her. “I told you that I will discuss your proposal with my husband, and we will think about it before we give an answer.”

Darkia just smiled back, not saying a word.

“Don’t you have anything else to do?” Arabel continued.

“Well, yes,” Darkia replied bluntly and added, “As you know, for the most part, others do everything for me.”

“Tsch!” — Arabel clicked her tongue, remembering exactly how the Dark System works.

“I know where you’re going, and I want to join you,” Darkia said.

Arabel was getting very annoyed that Darkia knew everything about her. She really wanted to refuse her and ask Darkia not to follow her, but considering that Darkia was aware of her movements, there was a possibility that wherever she went, Darkia’s people could be everywhere.

Without saying a word, Arabel turned the corner and transformed into a Dark Valkyrie, using her concealment ability. Spreading her wings, she disappeared and swiftly flew away about her business.

Darkia turned the corner and looked with a smile in the direction where Arabel had disappeared. Suddenly, her smile faded, and she abruptly covered her mouth, took off her glasses, and, moving to the wall, began to vomit.

“Oh, no, not again,” she swore, fighting back tears. If Arabel had been here, she would have realized that this was not Darkia, but the real Host of the System, who had regained control of her body.

“Does this damn System really want me to die from overeating?” girl sobbed, throwing up everything Darkia had eaten.

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“If I’m not mistaken, it should be here somewhere,” Arabel whispered, appearing in the sky of another district of the capital and carefully examining the buildings in search of the right one.

“This is it,” Arabel quickly found what she was looking for.

It was a restaurant of the so-called “oriental cuisine”, significantly larger than the diner where the Awakened Girl worked.

This restaurant was another of the places Leo had discovered that Arabel hadn’t had time to check because of the incident with the Dark System.

“I need to explore this restaurant and another place until the evening, and then, as soon as it gets dark, I’ll start the main course of today,” Arabel decided and quickly dived down, heading for the nearest alley.

After undoing the Dark Valkyrie’s transformation and taking on a completely new appearance, Arabel came out of the alley and came face to face with a young man with a painfully familiar smile on his face.

“Darkia,” she said, frowning. The young man’s smile immediately revealed his identity. Like the dark-haired girl, he wore glasses that hid his completely dark eyes.

“Heh,” he grinned and stepped forward.

“Stop!” said Arabel firmly. “Don’t you dare come near me!”

“Stay away from me!” her voice became more severe with each word.

“Or I’ll kill you!” — in the end, she even switched to a threatening tone.

However, her words did not frighten Darkia, but, on the contrary, they only made him laugh, and he began to laugh loudly.

“Wait, wait,” his laughter suddenly stopped when he felt Arabel’s Soul Force grab him, not allowing him to move. He realized that Arabel really intended to kill him.

“I get it, I get it,” Darkia said. “It’s just that there wasn’t a female System Host in this place.”

Arabel barely restrained her desire to kill Darkia and, gathering all her strength, threw him aside, right into the trash can.

“Don’t you dare follow me,” she said, fuming, and headed for the restaurant.

Darkia, hitting the trash can and looking at Arabel’s back, laughed softly. With Arabel’s memories, he knew how jealous she was of her husband and how she couldn’t stand other guys getting close to her, especially “him.”

Realizing how Arabel felt about this matter, Darkia did not dare to follow her. Instead, he ordered one of the nearby female System Hosts to come here.

Meanwhile, Arabel, whose mood had soured, entered a noisy, crowded restaurant.

“It smells pretty good”, — Arabel thought, inhaling the aroma of the dishes. However, when she remembered the smell from the diner, her expectations dimmed slightly.

Finding an empty seat, she sat down and called the waitress over. They were charming young girls, dressed in identical red uniforms, reminiscent of traditional attire.

“Welcome,” the waitress said with a welcoming smile.

Following her usual routine, Arabel ordered one random dish that she found delicious and asked for advice on something else. She didn’t forget about the drink either.

“Okay, please wait,” the waitress said and left, leaving Arabel to wait for her order.

Arabel had to wait a long time for her order, but she took her time.

When her order finally arrived, and she was about to try it, an unfamiliar blonde-haired girl dressed in luxurious clothes with a large cleavage sat in front of her.

“Fuck…” — Arabel cursed, noticing the familiar smile and sunglasses.

“Do all the Hosts under your command wear glasses?” Arabel asked in surprise, already knowing that Darkia was sitting in front of her, who had already taken over the body of the third Host in a short period of time.

“Almost everything,” Darkia said.

“Did you order anything for me?” she asked, noticing the two untouched dishes in front of Arabel.

“Order for yourself,” — Arabel replied. Darkia pouted in response, trying to look offended.

Arabel, remembering how long she had to wait for the order, sighed and handed Darkia one of the dishes that the waitress had just recommended.

“Hehe, thank you,” Darkia said happily, accepting the dish.

“Tell me, Darkia, how do Hosts feel when you take over their bodies? Do they see and hear what you see and hear, or what?” asked Arabel, wanting to get rid of the question that was constantly spinning in her head.

“Well, I not only possess and control their bodies, but also their memories,” Darkia replied.

Arabel, who was about to start her dish, stopped and stared at Darkia.

“In other words, as long as I control their bodies, I can also decide which memories to leave to these Hosts and which ones to hide from them.”

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