Reinhardt stared at the floating icons in his mind, his silver eyes widening as the loot rained down like a digital waterfall. For a five-year-old living in a room that smelled like damp socks, this was basically like winning the lottery, the Olympics, and the Nobel Prize all at once.
"Alright, Wifey," Reinhardt smirked, crossing his small arms. "Pump all 10 pulls at once. Let's see how much you love me."
The System let out a huff—a very audible, digital huff. [Processing 10 free pulls... and please stop calling me that, Host!]
The screen exploded into a kaleidoscope of colors: Grey, Blue, Purple, Gold, and a blinding, shimmering Rainbow light.
[Ding! Results are in:]
5x Common: ￡10,000, 100 Galleons, 100 Galleons, 10% Shares in a Tech Company (Apple), ￡10,000. 2x Rare: [Baking Skill - Beginner], [Cooking Skill - Beginner]. 1x Unique: [System Panel - Status & Map]. 1x Legendary: [Random Pokemon Ticket]. 1x Ultra Rare: [Perfect Mind - Passive].
Reinhardt whistled, his heart hammering against his ribs. "Hey, Wifey... be honest. Is this your dowry? Are you trying to buy my hand in marriage with all this loot on the first day?"
The System panel turned a violent shade of tsundere-pink.
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[Respect yourself, Host!] she snapped, though the text was wobbly. [You just happened to be disgustingly lucky! It has nothing to do with... with... 'dowries'! Hmph!]
"Anything my sweet wife tells me," Reinhardt replied with a wink, making the System's interface flicker as if she were short-circuiting from a blush.
[I-I'm ignoring you! Accepting rewards now!]
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As Reinhardt "accepted" the items, his body and world began to change:
The Money: Suddenly, a hidden floorboard under his bed creaked. Inside, two thick stacks of British Pounds and two heavy pouches of gold Wizarding coins appeared. I'm five and I'm already richer than the Dursleys, he thought. The Skills: His brain tingled. Suddenly, he knew the exact temperature required to bake a perfect soufflé and how to dice an onion without crying. A bit domestic, but hey, I won't starve. The Unique Panel: A HUD appeared in his vision, showing his health, mana, and a mini-map of the orphanage. No one could sneak up on him now. The Legendary Ticket: A golden ticket with a Pokéball logo sat in his inventory. A Pokemon in the Wizarding World? Imagine the look on Lucius Malfoy's face when I pull out a Charizard. The Ultra Rare (Perfect Mind): This was the big one. Suddenly, the fog in his brain cleared. His memories were crystal clear, his focus was unbreakable, and he felt a natural mental shield forming—the ultimate defense against Legilimency.
"Anyway, love you, Wifey," Reinhardt whispered as he felt the 'Perfect Mind' settle in, making him feel more like an adult than ever.
[...Stupid Host,] the System whispered back, her voice tiny and embarrassed.
Reinhardt looked at the Random Pokemon Ticket glowing in his inventory. He could use it right now, but a Pokemon appearing in a crowded orphanage might cause a riot.
