Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: The True Anomaly

Chapter 58: The True Anomaly

Noah and Elira sat side by side, fingers entwined, their hands locked in quiet unity. The air around them was warm—soft, almost sacred. A stillness that wrapped them like a blanket.

It would have stunned the world to see Elira Varnis—The Dean, the Goddess of the Arcane—reduced to a woman in love. But here she was, looking content and delicate, like a maiden in spring.

Even Noah struggled to believe it. Confused, he turned to her, his voice unsure.

"...Are we... together now?"

Elira’s smile was gentle, teasing. She understood his hesitation—who wouldn’t, standing next to a woman who once seemed untouchable?

"Yes, dear disciple," she said. "We’re together now. And as my first man, aren’t you the lucky one?"

Her teasing made his lips twitch into a crooked smile. "This is mad... It happened so fast. I didn’t expect this at all."

"Me neither," she admitted softly.

Silence followed, but it wasn’t awkward—it was the silence of realization, of breaths syncing.

Then Noah stood, his expression shifting—sharpening.

"If I’m your man now," he said, stepping closer, "then how can I allow myself to be weaker than you?"

He leaned in, eyes burning with resolve. "Isn’t it supposed to be me who protects you?"

Elira smiled, eyes gleaming. "And yet... I know you’ll catch up to me soon. Until then—" her voice hardened with promise, "—I’ll protect you."

"Nothing will touch you."

But Noah shook his head, lips curling into something almost boyish. "Let me face my own storms, master. Let me struggle. Let me bleed and claw and grow."

He grinned. "Let me have my protagonist arc, alright?"

Elira gave a soft laugh, a little reluctant—but she knew he was right. Growth never came from safety.

"You wanted dragon blood, right?" she asked, shifting the topic.

"For Leona, yeah," he nodded. "I want to see what happens when she fuses with it."

Elira’s fingers snapped, and a vial of thick, dark liquid appeared in her hand. Its presence was oppressive—almost alive.

"This is the blood of a Darkness Dragon. Curses, shadows, corruptions... it’s perfect for your little demon."

Noah’s eyes lit up. "That’s exactly what I needed master."

"Don’t call me ’master’ anymore," Elira murmured, leaning on his shoulder. "Call me Elira. But eventually... I want a surname."

He blinked, caught off guard—then smiled. "Yes, Elira."

She returned the smile, satisfied.

Noah stood. "I need to go. Leona’s probably tired of waiting."

Elira gave him a look. "Tonight is yours. But you’ll come back tomorrow."

Noah chuckled. "Actually, I can’t. I’m taking a mission. Been a month—I still owe five. I need to start grinding."

Elira frowned. "You’re dating the Dean. If I say you pass, then you pass."

He laughed and hugged her. Elira stiffened in surprise but quickly melted into the embrace.

"Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon."

Then, just as suddenly, he pulled back, looked into her eyes—and kissed her softly on her lips.

And vanished.

Elira stood frozen, fingers brushing her lips.

Then she smiled.

A soft, beautiful, soul-deep smile.

"So this is love," she whispered. "I’m already addicted."

Before she could drift further into her thoughts—

’You forgot about us, you know. Should’ve introduced him.’

’Yeah. But beside that, you’re dating a teenager, and no one’s questioning this?’

Nicole’s voice broke through her haze. Elira sighed. She was in too good a mood to argue.

"I’ll introduce you next time," she said softly, still touching her lips.

...

Noah reappeared in his room. Leona was still kneeling, eyes snapping toward him the moment he returned.

"Master... where were you?" she asked, hesitant.

"I got you what you asked for," Noah said, pulling out the vial. "Dragon blood."

Silence. Then—

"W-what?" Her voice cracked with disbelief.

He couldn’t blame her. Acquiring dragon blood was the kind of feat that belonged in stories, not real life.

"How?" she whispered, staring at the vial like it might vanish.

"Doesn’t matter," Noah replied. "What matters is that you’re about to become what you dreamed of—a dragon-demon hybrid."

Leona stared, frozen.

As a beast specialist, she knew. The blood in that vial—it was real.

And Noah? He had it. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}