Limitless The Strongest Revenant

When problems arose in marriages, everyone but the wives were absolved of responsibility. In contrast, the wives were expected to accept them. This was what Noelle meant by something stronger.

The problem was not that we lacked the marriage certificate. The problem was that no one else knew about our vows at the moment. And to Noelle unless I declared it to the heavens through a wedding vow. It was not a marriage.

"I understand. We will have a simple ceremony tomorrow. And a grand one in a month."

"Dipshit. You really are something. Can't you wait?"

"No, Ma. I can't."

"Fine, then we'll have a big one afterwards. You will only consummate your marriage after the ceremony, not before. Do I make myself clear?"

"I understand. And thank you for accepting them all, Ma."

"Hmph. Normally, I would not have agreed. But your circumstances are very unique. Just protect them with everything you have, okay?"

"Yes Ma."

"Still, you being married. I am so proud of you. My dipshit is finally going to be a man. Do you know how the bees and flowers work yet?"

"Ugh, Ma! I am twenty-six! Stop it! I do not need this conversation!"

"Are you sure? Nothing is worse than going in there and acting like a complete virgin. Watching porn or hentai... oh wait, you already do that? Didn't you have stains on your...."

"MAAA!!!!! STOP!!! PLEASE!!!!!"

Our family bonded for a bit as they made fun of my libido related stories. None of us brought up the matter of them being turned into reapers. Although it was important. It was not the right time.

Finally, the clock struck 6:30, I said goodbye to my family and drove to the venue. Honestly, I didn't even know why the Sirens wanted to go in the first place.

When I got there, I could see some familiar faces. It was a strange feeling. These were the people I grew up with. And while they had once been a part of my life, they were now strangers.

"WOW! An ESCALADE V! Who's the rich guy?" "No way! Those cost like $150,000!"

It was funny. A week ago, I would have agreed that $150,000 was expensive. But now? I could make that amount in an hour.

I got out of the car and walked to the venue.

"No way! It's John!" "John? You mean the gun nut?" "Yeah! Remember that whole fiasco with Caroline and Harry?" "Oh! You're right! I forgot about that!" "Wasn't he fat before?

He looks really good now!"

This was why most people hated reunions. Whether it was the past they wanted to forget, or the glory days that would never return to. Few would actually find joy in reminiscing.

There was a bunch of my old high school classmates at the entrance, I didn't know why. Everyone looked well dressed to the 9s.

I made my way into the lobby, ignoring the peanut gallery. That is, until I heard familiar voices arguing at the entrance.

"What the hell are you talking about? I booked this place three weeks in advance! Check the name again! Harry Evans! I am the son of the owner of the Evans Group Inc!"

"I heard you the first time, Mr. Evans. And as I said before. Your name means very little to this establishment. We have recently come under new management. And the whole place is reserved.

You can book tomorrow if you like," the receptionist explained.

"You! How can you talk to me like that? You are just a receptionist! You are a nobody! Get me your manager."

'Is that why all those people were lined up outside? Besides, the woman's voice sounded familiar.'

I finally saw the back of my former best friend who was arguing with the receptionist and my ex.

The blond arrogant brat was obviously Harry Evans. A man I once thought of as my brother. Next to him was a woman I had once adored as my everything.

The one who was my first love. Caroline Fisher. The same woman who broke my heart.

She was wearing an elegant cocktail dress. It was quite daring, showing a lot of skin. Her hair was tied up, giving her a seductive look. Even as a human, I found her quite beautiful. There was a time when I would have done anything for her.

"Harry, you are causing a scene. Let's just go somewhere else," she advised Harry. It seems they arrived together.

But what came next was something I hadn't expected.

"Shut up, you bitch! This is all your fault!" Harry, venting his anger and embarrassment, raised his hand to slap his partner.

Unconsciously, my body moved on its own. I grabbed Harry's hand as it was about to hit my ex.

"AHHHHH... Fuck, man! Let go of me! Do you have any idea who I am?"

Surprised by Harry's exaggerated reaction, I let go of his arm.

'Did I really grab him that hard?'

"John?" x2

They both stared at me with their mouths agape. From Caroline's reaction, it seemed like Harry had hit her quite often. However, even with such a realization, I did not have an ounce of sympathy.

"You shouldn't go around hitting women, Harry," I rebuked in an emotionless voice.

"Hahaha! You misunderstand me, John. I love this woman to death. I buy her anything she wants! I mean look at her, she is the prettiest woman here!"

After gently rubbing his arm, Harry then pulled Caroline by the waist and began to fondle her ass. Like a sexually depraved freak, he looked excited as he began to lick his woman's neckline.

"I see."

As if to show how different he was from me, this bastard loved doing shit like this. It used to get to me, I mean, I was basically being cucked by this perverted moron.

Fortunately, I had not yet married Caroline or even spent the night with her.

In a way, everyone around me saw her true nature. Everyone but me. But now that I saw it objectively. Harry did me a solid by being the one to take her instead.

'Although it seemed like Harry developed an NTR fetish as a result.'

Why else would he perform such depraved acts in public? One look was enough to see how uncomfortable Caroline was. But who was I to say anything? They were the ones together. I might have cared before, but not anymore.

Ignoring Harry and Caroline, I turned to the receptionist and saw a familiar face.

"Tildi? Why are you here?"

The former clerk of Administration who was now part of Minerva's Wizards. A Phantom who helped me fight a greater demon. And she was the receptionist?

Ignoring everyone else, Tildi flashed a dazzling smile as she bowed respectfully. Her near-perfect curtsy was the epitome of grace.

"Matilda Cassy, greets her lord."

"Her lord?" "John knows her?" "OH! An old flame?" "Why the hell is the receptionist so pretty?" "She's even prettier than Caroline!"

I didn't notice, but the peanut gallery from outside started coming in after me. It didn't take a genius to figure out why.

"Tildi, why are you here?"

"My lord, Phillip bought this restaurant earlier as a new business. He asked me to step in as manager temporarily."

"Why? He is already rich, why does he need it? Did he know I was having an event here?" I asked curiously.

"Are you certain, my lord? Had anyone known you were going to use the place, we would have prepared it accordingly! The entire building is at your disposal should you desire it."

"Hmm, I had an event with these people. But is anyone using it now?"

"The officers of Hellsend and the 2nd Amendment have planned a small celebration, but we would be honored if you would join us, my lord."

I turned around to see my high school classmates all confused and excited.

'That monocled bastard, I am sure he did this on purpose.'

"Just do it John, we didn't get the whole building. Just the east vista. I mean, if you can't, that's fine. After all, it's not like you could, even if you tried! That woman must be your old girlfriend with a princess fetish or something!"

I was about to say no, till Harry suddenly started humiliating me for some reason.

But then Tildi stepped forward and bitch slapped Harry in the face.

"Please refrain from insulting my lord. I have tolerated your foolishness because I was raised with manners. But I will not allow you to speak badly of my benefactor. And if you value your life, learn your place."

'Ugh, it looks like this reunion is going to be a pain in the ass as well.'