Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System-Chapter 135: Worthiness

Chapter 135 – Worthiness

Under a starless night, Noah and Selene sat side by side on the cold ground, gazing into the endless black sky.

There was nothing to see, truthfully. No stars, no moon, no light. Just darkness.

But somehow, even in this bleak, lifeless void, the night felt beautiful.

Not because of the scenery—because of each other.

"How... did you know?" Selene asked softly.

Hearing her speak like that, so meekly, Noah couldn’t help but chuckle.

"Hahaha. Since when did you get so shy, Mother? Did you forget who your son is?"

At his teasing, Selene relaxed slightly. Even she didn’t quite understand why she was acting this way. But—

"You’ve changed... tremendously since the last time I saw you, my dear baby," she said gently.

Her gaze swept over Noah, from head to toe. He carried himself with a natural grace and confidence now. His once soft features had sharpened. He looked older, stronger... manlier.

His eyes no longer held the wild defiance of a child desperate to rebel against the world.

No. Now his eyes held the ambition... to conquer the universe.

Selene didn’t know where that thought came from. But it felt true.

Her baby could do it.

That was her unwavering belief in him.

And yet, beyond all the changes, something else had shifted.

Noah’s eyes, when they looked at her, weren’t just those of a son toward his mother anymore.

There was something deeper now.

There was... love.

She smiled unconsciously, the words spilling from her lips before she could stop herself.

"Do you know how much I love you?"

The moment she said it, her eyes widened, surprised she had actually said it aloud.

But Noah heard her.

"If I say I do, I’d be lying," he said honestly. "Because I can’t even begin to understand how much you love me."

He paused. Then added:

"But I know that you love me more than anything else. I know you would give your life and everything you hold dear... for me."

Just like you did in the novel.

"And..."

Noah stopped. The words sat on his tongue, waiting.

It wasn’t that he didn’t know what he wanted to say—it was that he didn’t know if he deserved to say it.

Could he really tell her he loved her more than anything else?

How could he?

Since arriving at the academy, he’d collected woman after woman. He had even lost his virginity out of impulse—driven by old-world fantasies and suppressed desire.

Was that love?

No. It was indulgence.

For the first time in his life, Noah felt something unfamiliar—unworthiness.

Because until now, he had always been worthy.

But in front of her?

"I’m not worthy of your love, Mother."

Indeed, he wasn’t.

But the strange, beautiful thing about love—about obsession—is that worthiness doesn’t matter.

Selene reached out, taking his hand in hers.

"I love you, my dear baby," she whispered.

She could see it in his eyes—the shame, the guilt. It hurt her to see him like this.

She couldn’t stand it.

"Don’t do that. Don’t doubt. I loved you then. I love you now. And I will always love you. It doesn’t matter whether you’re worthy or not."

Because she had loved him even when he was nothing.

"And yes," she added softly, giving him a playful punch on the shoulder, "you went overboard."

"You gathered so many women. And I’m guessing you’ve done worse than that, haven’t you?"

Noah flinched, his head lowering in guilt.

Selene smiled.

It was rare to see Noah like this. Since his rebirth, he had never lowered his head—not once.

But here he was.

"I forgive you," she said.

She always did.

"Just promise me one thing—no matter how many women you have, don’t ever neglect me."

Noah’s head snapped up instantly. "Neglect you?"

"Mother, I could neglect the entire world... but never you."

And he meant it.

The idea alone was unbearable.

Selene smiled at his words, then pulled him into a hug, melting into his arms.

To see a woman so beautiful, so powerful, curled in a vulnerable embrace like that was... profound.

Noah held her tightly.

They sat there, silent. Wrapped in each other. Neither one cared about time. They simply were.

Until—

"No more women," Selene added suddenly.

Noah let out a wry smile.

"I can barely manage the ones I have. So for now, that’s not even on my mind."

"For now?" Selene repeated pointedly.

Noah’s lips twitched.

Women... they only hear what they want to hear.

"Fine, fine. You’ll be the leader," he said, changing the subject. "The leader of my harem. You’ll manage everyone. And any woman who joins from now on will need your approval. Eventually, the others too. But mostly... you."

Selene remained quiet, then smiled softly—something inside her seemingly confirmed.

"Why do you want that?" she asked. "The son I remember... didn’t pursue women like that. You were never this lustful."

Noah looked away, hesitant.

For the first time, he seriously considered revealing the truth.

About the System.

Because if he was going to tell anyone, it would be her.

’What do you think, System?’ he asked.

[It’s your choice.]

’You won’t be mad?’

[I have no reason to be. It doesn’t matter to me.]

Noah smiled faintly, gently stroking Selene’s silver hair.

"It’s not just about...lust."

"There’s something you should know about me, Mother," he said. His voice suddenly grave.

Selene noticed the shift in his tone. She sat up straighter, bracing herself.

Noah looked into her deep purple eyes, his expression solemn.

"Tell me, my dear baby," Selene said gently. She needed to know. Why was her son gathering so many women?

Noah inhaled deeply. His face difficult as if hesitating to really talk.

Then—

He met her gaze and began to speak. Slowly, his voice wavering.

"I have a talent... It lets me copy everything from the women who love me."

Selene’s eyes immediately widened in pure shock.

A talent. A gift.

Not his system. Not his transmigration.

Just a talent.

And as if by fate, he’d just created one similar in nature.

’Let’s keep this between us, dear System.’

Yes. Let me be the only one who knows your existence.

A secret between him and his system.

Like true brothers.

No women between.

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