That night, after the children had gone to bed, Myra and I sat together on the bed. The atmosphere in the room was warm and cozy, lit only by the soft glow of a magic orb lamp. We talked about various things, and as the conversation flowed, it naturally circled back to the idea I had mentioned during dinner.
"Dear," Myra began softly, her voice full of care, "can't you share more about your idea with me? I'd really like to help you," she said, her expression filled with hope.
Her words warmed my heart. Smiling, I replied, "Before I go into more detail, let me ask you something… What do you usually do in your free time?"
Myra tilted her head slightly, puzzled by my question, but she answered honestly. "Hmm, if there's no work to help with, I usually spend time in the garden, read books, drink tea, or play with the children."
I nodded slowly, absorbing her response. Then, with a more serious tone, I continued, "I've been feeling like something important is missing from our world lately… and I've realized that it's entertainment. This world feels too quiet, as if there's nothing that truly excites us."
Myra pondered my words, her thoughtful gaze fixed on me. "Hmm, now that you mention it, you might be right. Aside from playing with the children, there's nothing that really makes me feel excited. But… I still don't understand what kind of entertainment you mean, dear."
I gave her a gentle smile and held her hand. "You'll see in a week, love," I replied, planting a soft kiss on her forehead.
She smiled sweetly, her cheeks tinged with a rosy hue. "Hmm, I can't wait to find out," she said with a hint of excitement in her voice.
I gazed at her for a moment, feeling incredibly lucky to have such a wonderful wife. Then, with a more earnest tone, I continued, "There's something I've been thinking about, and I was hoping I could ask for your help."
"Whatever it is, dear, I'd be happy to assist you," she said sincerely.
I took a deep breath, carefully choosing my words. "Well…
She listened intently, her ocean-blue eyes focused on me with unwavering attention. After a brief silence, she finally spoke. "Alright, I'll work with Old Man Jenskin to manage it later. But I didn't realize you were capable of doing something like that, dear."
I chuckled, leaning back against the pillows with a hint of pride. "Hehe, of course. Your husband is a genius, after all," I said with a slightly cheeky tone.
Suddenly, the system's voice rang in my head, startling me.
"Tch," the system's tone was laced with mockery. "Why do I feel uncomfortable hearing someone brag about themselves like that?"
I huffed, feeling slightly annoyed, and replied in my mind. "Why? Is there a problem with that kind of praise?"
The system responded calmly, "No problem. It's just… this is the first time I've heard someone call themselves a genius so shamelessly."
I could only chuckle awkwardly, amused by the system's dry humor. "Well then, I am a genius," I thought, laughing softly as I turned my attention back to Myra, who was smiling warmly.
"So, dear, when would be the right time to start everything?" she asked, her tone indicating she was ready to help.
I nodded, feeling more confident about the path ahead. "You can start anytime. I've got plenty of plans, and I know that with you, we can make them happen."
Myra simply nodded with unwavering faith, her confidence strengthening my resolve.