The Incubus System Chapter 1046. You Sound So Shameless

The Incubus System Chapter 1046. You Sound So Shameless

Without missing a beat, I pointed at myself. "In my room."

Puriel’s eyes widened, and for a second, I thought her brain might short-circuit again. "With you?" she asked, her voice incredulous.

"Yes, with me. Who else?" I replied, trying to sound nonchalant but couldn’t resist grinning. "I’ve got to make sure you don’t run away. Besides, your magic flow can tell you where you are at all times, right? Thanks for teaching me that." I winked, knowing full well that I was pushing her buttons.

Puriel opened her mouth, clearly about to protest, but I interrupted before she could get a word out. "Also… don’t forget, you still owe me for that little promise you made. About having sex with me."

Celia, who had been quietly observing, grimaced in disgust. "Ew, brother," she muttered, scrunching up her nose. "You sound so shameless."

I shrugged, giving her a teasing grin. "What? She promised me," I said, as if that justified everything. In my mind, it kind of did.

Puriel, now fully awake and red-faced, looked like she was about to combust. "I ---!" she began, her voice higher than usual, but I cut her off with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh-uh. Don’t even try to deny it," I said, smirking. "I’ve got a very good memory, you know. You promised, and we had a deal."

Puriel huffed, crossing her arms tightly over her chest, her eyes narrowing in frustration. "Can you please stop reminding me over and over?" she snapped, her cheeks still tinged with the faintest pink from our earlier exchange. "You don’t have to bring it up every five minutes."

I leaned back in my chair, a grin tugging at the corner of my mouth. "I need to," I said, my tone playful but with just enough seriousness to let her know I wasn’t going to drop the subject. "You might forget otherwise. It’s a big deal, after all."

Puriel shot me a sharp look, her wings twitching slightly in irritation. "I’m not going to forget. How could I?" Her voice was strained, like she was doing everything in her power to keep herself from blowing up.

I shrugged, still grinning. "Well, just making sure. You’ve been through a lot, trapped in a crystal for centuries and all. Your memory might be a little rusty."

She glared at me, her patience clearly wearing thin. "My memory is perfect, thank you very much.”

Satisfied with her reaction, I decided to change the subject—for now, at least. "Anyway," I said, standing up and gesturing to the dishes, "let’s take a break from all this and move on to something a little more practical." I nodded toward Celia, who had already started cleaning up the dishes, humming quietly to herself as if she hadn’t just witnessed our entire awkward exchange.

Puriel turned to me, frowning but curious. "What do you mean?"

I smirked. "Welcome to the modern world. Time for your crash course on human technology. I figure it’s better you learn it now rather than freaking out the first time you see a microwave."

She raised an eyebrow, looking doubtful. "A… microwave?"

"You’ll see," I said with a grin, leading her over to the kitchen where Celia was cleaning. We spent the next hour or so going over the basics—things like light switches, the refrigerator, and, of course, the microwave. I explained the purpose of everything, but I could tell she was overwhelmed. Her mind was still adjusting to this new reality.

The real magic happened, though, when I introduced her to the TV.

As soon as the screen lit up, her eyes went wide with fascination. I handed her the remote and explained how it worked, showing her how to flip through channels. Puriel’s fingers hovered over the buttons, hesitant but curious.

It didn’t take long before she found herself glued to a soap opera—some ridiculously over-the-top CEO romance. I could see her posture relax as the drama unfolded on the screen, and for the first time since arriving, she looked genuinely intrigued. Her face lit up, a stupid grin spreading across her lips as she watched the male lead confess his love to the female protagonist in the most melodramatic way possible. Aboard a hot air balloon, in the middle of the night sky!

Celia and I exchanged a glance, both of us stifling laughter at Puriel’s intense focus on the show.

"She’s really into that," Celia whispered, amused.

I nodded, watching Puriel’s face as the love confession played out. Her expression was soft, almost glowing, as if she’d just discovered something that made sense in this confusing, overwhelming world. The stupid grin hadn’t left her face since the love confession started, and I realized that, for the first time, she seemed to have found something that resonated with her.

"Of all things, she gets hooked on a soap opera," I muttered under my breath, chuckling.

Celia smirked. "Hey, love stories are universal. Even angels need a little romance, I guess."

I grinned. "Yeah, but a CEO type movie? Really? She’s supposed to be ancient and wise, and she’s over here losing it over the dumbest clichés."

Puriel, still engrossed in the show, didn’t seem to hear us. Her eyes sparkled as the lead actor declared his undying love, tears streaming down the actress’s face as the balloon floated gently through the night sky. I could almost see the gears turning in Puriel’s mind, her fascination growing with every overly dramatic moment.

"I think she’s found her escape," Celia said, her voice soft with amusement. "Maybe this is what she needs to cope with everything."

I nodded, still grinning. "Who knew a cheesy soap opera would be the key to helping her settle in?"

The episode reached its inevitable, emotional conclusion. Puriel turned to me, her eyes wide with excitement, practically sparkling with newfound enthusiasm. I had seen that look before, and I immediately sensed trouble.

"Ethan, I want that!" she declared, pointing eagerly at the TV. Or, more specifically, at the hot air balloon floating serenely in the night sky.

I blinked, grimacing at the sheer ridiculousness of what she was asking. "You want… a hot air balloon?" I asked, my voice filled with disbelief.