Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: The Weight of what we hide

Chapter 118: The Weight of what we hide

Zara looked at Noah with her black, emotionless eyes.

"Who said it was Belzebuth?" she asked quietly.

At her question, Noah gave an awkward smile. "Don’t tell me it’s not him, please. That would be too embarrassing after everything I just said." He said in a slightly embarrassing tone.

For the first time since the incident with Neko, Zara smiled—just slightly. She found this Noah more...human and relatable.

"It’s him," she confirmed, amusement flickering in her voice. "I just wanted to give you a taste of what you always do to the rest of us."

[Zara’s affection for you has reached 35%.]

After so much effort, her affection had risen by 5%. A small increase—but progress nonetheless.

Noah chuckled softly. "I figured it was him. But... what exactly did he do to you? I’m still in the dark here."

He leaned forward, voice softer. "And knowing that—it helps me understand how to help, how to act."

Zara’s fingers tightened slightly, her hands clenching in her lap. Telling him meant opening herself up completely—revealing the most painful, vulnerable parts of her life. The things that had shaped her into the cold, guarded person she was now.

She trembled faintly at that thought.

She can’t do that.

Noah’s chest tightened at the sight. He didn’t like seeing Zara like this. So without thinking, without hesitation, he stepped forward—and wrapped his arms around her.

"Y-YELP—!"

Zara yelped in shock, her eyes going wide as his arms locked around her. Immediately, she began to struggle. "You—you—what are you doing?! Let go of me right now!!"

Her voice cracked, emotions spilling out unchecked—rare for someone like her. It was chaos inside her chest, and she had no idea how to handle it. Because she had never experienced things like this.

"Shhh..."

Noah gently shushed her, his arms tightening.

"Stop struggling. I’m not letting go... so you may as well calm down and accept it."

His voice was calm, unshakable.

"I didn’t know you were the type to force yourself on women!" Zara snapped, still wriggling in his arms. "Let me go, Noah Weaverheart!"

But her strength was nothing compared to his. After several minutes of exhausting herself, Zara finally gave up. She sagged in his arms, stiff but no longer fighting.

Noah smiled softly.

"I don’t know what you’ve been through," he murmured near her ear. "But I can guess it wasn’t easy. And I know you don’t want to talk about it—not because you can’t, but because you’re scared. Scared of reliving it. Scared of showing weakness."

Zara’s body trembled.

"But, Zara... you’re not alone."

Her breath hitched.

"You have Neko. You even have Alice. And you have me."

He smiled gently.

"You might not particularly like me right now. But I like you. And I’m not after your affection just for the sake of it."

Many would think Noah was just collecting women for power, for prestige. And yes, there was some truth to that—but it was never just that. Like his system reminded him, staying with a woman he didn’t care about would eventually become unbearable.

Every woman he pursued—he genuinely wanted them. And even if it seemed like he neglected them sometimes... it was never his choice. He was only one man. He couldn’t be everywhere at once.

A problem he had to solve eventually.

But for now—

"So don’t shut yourself off," he whispered gently to Zara "Let yourself be loved."

"Don’t hide behind that power of yours. Because if you keep numbing your feelings... one day, you won’t be able to turn them back on."

"And honestly—that’s dangerous. Humans are creatures of emotion. Without them... what’s left, Zara?"

"You need fear to overcome it and grow. You need love to know how to love back and how to appreciate others and yourself. You need courage and determination to face your challenges."

He paused.

"You need emotions to feel alive—not just to be alive."