Riches and Bitches: I have a gate to an isekai and leveling-up system! C.109: Eloquency issue

"You are my happiness. And that, I don't want you to ever have a single doubt about."

I gave this statement without even a shred of doubt in my voice, soul, or heart.

Just like I figured it out quite sometime before, there were some women worth simping for. And Fay, at least in my eyes, was exactly that type of woman.

She was beautiful beyond any belief, keeping the adorableness she inherited from her innate form of a fox pup and the extreme allure of a mate with a body designed to suit my tastes.

But all of that was just her outside, something that would make random idiots on the internet salivate themselves over her. And while I wasn't going to utter a single word of complaint about those physical traits of hers… They were not even remotely close to the real reason why I was so crazy for her.

It was her warmth of a homemaker, playfulness of a companion, loyalty of a mate, and affection of a lover that made her who she was. And while I was pretty damn sure I only ever saw the few out of all the faces she had to offer… Those few I've experienced were enough to fill the void in my life that this awful aura left me with.

My feeling towards her might've started as a mere physical attraction, but the more we interacted, the deeper I got to know her, the more certain I grew that her presence had to be the result of the scales of fate tipping back into my favor to compensate for whatever made my life into hell in the past.

And when I finally managed to put this complex array of feelings and emotions that her mere presence invoked in me… I was blessed with the sight of her worry somewhat subsiding, replaced by the first ray of happiness and relief.

Still, there were some hints of worry, doubt, and anxiety flashing at the bottom of her eyes, hints I was set on eradicating. For if I ever were to become truly worthy of her, I had to do my best to fulfill my end of the bargain in our relationship.

Bargain that disallowed me from allowing her to ever be sad or anxious about my own feelings.

"Dear, listen," sensing that just the few words I uttered before wouldn't be enough, I shook my head to buy myself some time.

It was a tall task to ask me to come up with the proper words with how little social experience I had. But since when would a lack of proficiency in something stop me from doing it?

I didn't know how to shoot a gun properly, but I still killed several people with it when I had to. Interacting with Makary was my first for dealing with gangs, but as it was for Fay's sake, I managed to succeed there too. -official

Now, though, it wasn't about courage. It wasn't even about my smarts or quick wits.

Faced with a problem based solely on my eloquence, I found myself to be lost. And while I never even thought about giving up… It took me some time to finally forge the words that had a chance to convey how I felt.

"You are the kind of woman that only exists in legends of this world," I spoke out, giving Fay's hands a tight squeeze while looking her deeply in the eyes.

Judging by how she apparently could somehow sense my intent through her aura, my chances of properly conveying my feelings only grew.

"You are loyal, supportive, fierce when necessary, submissive when requested…" I shook my head, only further realizing just what kind of a precious and rare gem of a woman Fay was when I started to put it into words. "You are the kind of woman that all the kids desire while growing up. And as men grow older, we learn to lower our expectations, as no real girl could ever match them."

'Shit, I'm getting off the topic,' I thought, shaking my head before taking two quick breaths to refocus my attention.

"If anything, there is only one doubt that lingers in my head when it comes to our relationship," I admitted, sliding off the sofa while still keeping a hold over Fay's hands, only to fall down to my knees and look up, keeping my eyes locked on hers. "And that is, whether I'm worthy of your devotion."

Holding my hands and as close as we were, Fay had to be able to sense the dedication that my soul was brimming full of. And at the very least, I could see the sparks of hesitation and anxiety finally melting away, replaced with tears that bore no hint of sadness.

"Hon…" Fay muttered, overwhelmed by the passion behind my words, and sniffled while struggling to hold her tears back.

"I'm your mate and you are mine. And no strange aura shenanigans will change it," I added, leaning a bit closer to the girl's face, to give her a better look at my devotion-filled eyes.

I couldn't care less if it made me look like a simp, white knight, or whatever word teenagers used to describe people who cared for their women. Because while I was willing to go to great lengths for Fay's happiness...

She was just as likely to do the same for me.

"With that said, though…" Already leaning forward, I simply shifted my weight around a bit, letting go of Fay's hands only to reach for the back of her waist, low above her ass with one of my hands, while sneaking my other arm underneath her knees.

"Ah!" Fay uttered a small, startled scream when standing up, I brought her up to my arms.

Rushing to regain her stability, Fay instinctively wrapped her hands around my neck, ending up like all those legendary princesses carried by their knights in the stories for the kids.

And quite frankly, if having such a beautiful and devoted girl cling to me like that, I really couldn't care less about being called a white knight or whatnot.

"Back at my shed, we could only use the most rudimentary bath there is," I spoke, only to avert my eyes as a small, troubled smile took over my lips, 'all the more since you… since the faucet broke…' I added in my thoughts.

I shook my head, ridding my mouth of the grin that followed the smirk as I looked down at the girl hanging up in my arms.

"Now, though, I want you to enjoy a proper bath," I added, hurriedly making my way over to one of the very few doors fitted into this otherwise open design of our penthouse.

Soon, we stepped inside the only area within the unit that was fully deprived of windows, save for a massive panel of a Venetian mirror that gave us a great overview of the city below without compromising our privacy at all.

The bathroom itself befitted the luxurious yet somewhat restrained design of the whole penthouse. It consisted of a small corridor that led to a separate toilet and shower to its sides...

And the proper bath beyond the next set of doors, where I finally lowered Fay's legs back to the floor, allowing her to stand up while she stared at all sorts of devices with curiosity.

"Those are…?" Fay muttered, throwing curious glances all around the place.

To be honest, when I looked at what the bath proper was outfitted with… I couldn't quite name some of the pieces of equipment and devices that it came decorated with. But my main goal for today, an open showering area and a huge, small-pool-sized bath that occupied the entire side of the bath, were pretty much self-explanatory.

"Hold on here for just a moment," I requested, ignoring Fay's question as I rushed back to the doors. "Oh, and keep your clothes before I tell you otherwise."

Not saying another word, I rushed back to the bedroom where we had the first part of our talk and retrieved the jammer before running back to the bath. There, rather than going right at it, I first activated the device… Before approaching the lonesome pillar of white-painted concrete that stood in the very middle of the spacious, open area of the bath.

There, I studied the structure of the column for a moment before bringing my hand back and, without even a shred of hesitation, smashing my fist into the place that simply felt weird.

"Hon!" Fay twitched… but true to my request from before, she remained in place.

"Don't worry," I called back to her, digging into the smashed concrete before pulling out a small, mangled device and snapping a long cord that disappeared into the very middle of the column, into a narrow hole that appeared to run all the way down to the floor.

"Just a little longer," I asked while lowering my head in apology as I ran past the puzzled girl, before repeating the same process with the bottom of the back of the toilet that stood in the back corner of the room.

Then, with even more broken electric pieces locked in my fist, I simply cast them all aside outside of the bath, before moving over to the jammer and ramping its settings all the way to the max possible output.

Soon, the unpleasant buzzing filled the room, instantly bringing my mood down a little bit.

But there was hardly anything I could do about it at this point. Even though Makary revealed where two of the wires were hidden… I couldn't be sure he didn't commit others. And given how Fay was about to get naked here and the weight of the topics I wanted to tackle…

"Okay, we should be fine now," I announced once I finally moved back to the bath, done with all the preparation. Then, as I clapped my hands to free them of the cement dust, I looked over towards the baffled girl. "You can undress now," I informed, only for a small grin to appear on my lips right as I reached for the bottom of my own shirt and pulled it up. "Unless you want me to help you with that."

With my thoughts already focused on organizing all I wanted to talk about while in the relative safety and privacy of the bath… I failed to notice the mischievous glint that flashed in Fay's eyes in response to my words.

My aura continued to tune in to perceive Fay's emotions better and better, though, making sure that while I visually skipped this detail, I surely felt it. And when I involuntarily looked over at the girl… fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

I saw Fay remove her fingers from the bottom of her shirt, allowing it to stay on top of her skin while she spread her arms open and allowed me to bathe in the affection filling the mischievous expression on her lips.

"I will be in your care, then."