Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

"That should be enough," Mathew muttered when most of the zombies from the corridor ended up falling down to the level below.

Some of them were unlucky enough to fall even further, yet only a few of them fell on their heads, saving Mathew from the burden of killing them in the future.

Mathew raised his eyes and looked towards the corridor.

Given how he attempted to attract the zombie's attention only once, there were several stragglers that either didn't notice it or already forgot about his presence.

A few stragglers that Mathew would have no problem taking down.

"Are you done, now?!" the more aggressive of the girls shouted.

"Shut up!" the other of the girls surprisingly spoke up, making Mathew doubt whether she was really as meek as she appeared to be before. "Can't you see that he cleared them out?" she pointed out with her hand at the doors, only to shake her head and look towards the young man.

"I know we didn't start on the best foot, but I'm Leila," the girl introduced herself, only to bow gently. Yet, as her outfit was pretty far removed from the rules the school implemented, even a simple bow like that exposed quite a bit of her cleavage.

'I guess that's only to be expected from the popular girls,' Mathew thought, glancing at the treat only to shake his head and then turn himself around.

Just a few hours ago, he would be in seven heavens by getting attention from those girls. Yet right now, they were nothing more but unnecessary distraction.

"Nice to meet you," Mathew said as he fixed his hold over his weapons and approached the doors. "And good luck," he added, ready to open the doors and continue with his mission.

"Wait for a second, please!" Leila called out, her voice revealing just how shocked she was with Mathew's pretty limited reaction. "You won't leave us here like that, won't you?" she asked, her hands grabbing the bottom of her shirt as she sneakily attempted to make it tense and thus reveal the shape of her charms.

"He won't help us," the other girl added grumpily, only to bring her hands up and start unbuttoning her shirt. "He is just like all the other men. If we are of no use for him," she said, taking her shirt off, "then he won't bother with us at all!"

Mathew threw only a single look at the now nearly half-naked girl before rolling his eyes, shaking his head, and pushing the doors open.

'In the past, that offer might catch my interest,' the young man thought. 'But now, I have a damned wife!'

"Wait!"

Just before Mathew could press the doors open, Leila rushed forward, grabbing his other arm and wrapping herself around it.

"We will do anything!" she shouted, trying to pull Mat away from the doors. "So don't leave us," she added, raising her head and showcasing how teary her eyes were. "Please?"

'I have a wife,' Mathew thought, trying to ignore the pleasant feeling of one of the school beauties pressing her chest against his arm. 'I have a damned wife!' he repeated, trying to ignore the pleasure of having a cute girl like that beg him.

"Let go of me," Mathew finally managed to utter those words. Yet, right as he was about to attempt wrestling his hand off the girl's grasp, Leila's friend approached him from the side and wrapped her arms around his chest.

'I can feel it,' Mathew thought when two points of heat appeared on his back.

"I will let you fuck me if you protect us," she whispered directly into Mathew's ear.

The young man froze.

There was a massive difference between teasing him with cleavage or pushing their breast against his arm and voicing out the actual possibility of the deed.

And being the virgin he was, Mathew couldn't help but hesitate.

'Nadia would hate me for it,' he thought, trying his utmost to resist the temptation.

Even though he went through the hell of apocalypse before, he was still a young man, only a few months into his legal age. And while the earlier tease wasn't enough to stop him in his tracks, the open and outright offer of losing his v-card...

"Not interested," Mathew said, wrestling his hand free from Leila's hold only to raise his hands, grab the arms of Leila's friend, and then pry them open.

Then, before his hesitation could once again make him stop, Mathew opened the doors and moved forward.

"STOP!" Leila cried out, rushing up to grab him again. "You can fuck us both!" she screamed, not even realizing she attracted the attention of the few zombies that remained.

"We will do whatever you want, suck you off, let you fuck us, even anal..." she spoke in an extremely fast manner, throwing more and more incentives in her desperate attempt to lure Mathew into the honeytrap.

'Damn it,' Mathew bit his lips to the point where they started to bleed. The gentle yet sharp pain that followed helped the young man to clear his mind.

"Get off me," he ordered, shoving the girl aside.

The noise of approaching zombies was the last medicine that Mathew needed to force the lewd thoughts aside and focus on the important matters.

And so, with neither of the girls holding him back anymore, he pushed forward, right towards the approaching zombies.

A single step outside of the classroom was all that Mathew needed. With the undead in sight, the girls simply didn't dare to chase him outside.

'You only live once, man,' Mathew rushed towards the zombies, readying his ax for a swing. 'There is no telling if I will even be able to return to Naida,' he continued to think, his thoughts inadvertently turning into a search for an excuse that would allow him to forget about his morals.

And then, right as Mathew swung his ax and decapitated the nearest of the zombies, he froze in place.

'Wait a second,' he thought, looking down as he brought his sword-carrying left hand down, splitting another zombie's head into two.

'My system is called the Wives system,' he thought, recalling what he saw in the window's reflection before. 'Not wife system.'

Most of the zombies were long gone from the corridor, stuck on the floors below. As such, clearing out the remaining few didn't pose any challenge for Mathew at all.

But one thing had changed between the moment he moved out of the classroom and when he finished the job.

'I'm going to fight a damned monster,' Mathew thought, perfectly aware that he was now just looking for the last push that would bring him into the sweet embrace of two beauties. 'Isn't it only right to have some fun before that?'

With no more threats present in the corridor, Mathew turned around and looked at the classroom right by the edge of the collapsed floor.

"And this might help me to discover a bit more about my system."