The apartment sits on the second floor of a mansion (apartment building) built in the late Showa era. It isn't sleek or modern; the floorboards in the hallway have a gentle, rhythmic creak, and the balcony doors are made of heavy, textured glass that blurs the outside world into soft shapes.
It is 7:08 AM. The morning light doesn't flood the room; instead, it filters through the lace curtains, casting a warm, hazy glow across the Living-Dining-Kitchen (LDK) area. The air is still, insulated from the street below, though the faint chirping of the birds, the housewives who spent their time gossiping in the morning, and all other things within the area provide a peaceful, familiar backdrop.
The layout is compact. The sliding frosted-glass doors separating the tatami bedroom from the living area are pushed open, making the space feel larger. The room smells of aged wood, sun-warmed dust, and the comforting savory aroma of dashi.
In the center of the living space sits a low wooden table (chabudai) or perhaps a small, round dining table near the window. The spread is modest but colorful, arranged on mismatched ceramic dishes collected over years of flea market trips.
A ceramic donabe (pot) sits on a trivet, its lid just removed, releasing a column of white steam. The rice is glossy and perfectly sticky. Two lacquer bowls filled with miso soup. Tofu cubes and wakame seaweed drift in the cloudy broth, garnished with a pinch of bright green scallions. The centerpiece is grilled salted salmon (shiozake), the skin crisped to a dark gold, the flesh flaking pink. A small square of bright yellow tamagoyaki (rolled omelet) and a tiny dish of pickled cucumber and daikon (tsukemono) to cut the richness.
Thick, green steam rises from two handle-less ceramic cups filled with sencha.
This was the peaceful morning that Nifuji longed for the most after all the hard work that he had done yesterday.
Even if "Seeding Uncle" was famous for his quality that could go on again and again, cumming inside women's pussy, conquering them, and making them fall, there was still a limit.
After all, unlike those uncles, who were retired and enjoyed their old-age lives, Nifuji was at the prime of his age, so his jobs also took a toll on his body.
Yet, even so, as a man, he needed to take responsibility for his women, and because of that, despite all the oddness, he would give his all to comfort them, giving them an ultimate pleasure that they had never thought to exist.
Yes, it was tough, but he had to admit that it was fulfilling, but he knew well that if this continued, his body might be broken, especially when he wasn't young anymore, and he also needed to divide all of his energy in various things, but when he heard what Chizuru had said, his chopsticks stopped as he looked at her in daze.
"...are you serious?"
"Yup."
"Wait a moment." Nifuji shook his head and asked, "Why did you mention this? I only want you."
His expression was sincere, as if Chizuru were the only one within his heart.
"Did you think that I didn't hear what you two did last night?"
"...maybe, you should move as this apartment is a little too old."
Damn, the old building!
However, the new building wasn't good either, as in many cases, the constructor and the owner of the building would reduce the materials and choose the cheapest, so the quality of the sound insulation was extremely bad.
The best way to handle this situation was by moving into his own place, but unfortunately, he was too busy, and he had also used all of his "free house voucher."
Yes, he had his own home, but it was used by Mayuri and Eri.
If he brought Chizuru and Mini, what would happen?
Even if he was powerful, he had to say, facing four women at the same time was a little tough for him, especially when he had just finished his work.
Still, it was different on the weekend, though.
However, he knew that when the weekend came, he had many schedules that he had to face, which made him unable to meet all the women except at night when he finished his work, so without a doubt, if they could somehow stick together like Eri and Mayuri, who were okay to share him, he felt that it would be great.
Yes, instead of one by one, having a duel, it was better to have a battle royal, as that way, he could solve and comfort all of their needs, especially in their physical needs.
No matter how young they were, in the end, women were more or less similar to men when they cum.
If they had enough, their bodies would become sensitive, and sores would appear all over, so without a doubt, the women in the hentai manga, who could handle many men, or had sex for the entire night, were nothing but a fiction.
Yup, some women might be unique, and some of them were even able to face 100 men, but Nifuji's physical ability was beyond those men.
His size and stamina were in different leagues, and more importantly, he was also a fast learner and quickly understood the weaknesses of his women, which made it easy for him to handle them.
Still, while his desire definitely could accept this development more than happily, Nifuji knew that he couldn't show such happiness. Instead, he held Chizuru's hand as he said, "What are you talking about? I only want you."
"....." The readers.
Chizuru only rolled her eyes at his words, thinking that this guy was a scumbag, yet despite his lie to smooth-talk this, she said, "I know that my decision might surprise you, but I don't mind, you know?"
Considering how busy Nifuji was, she felt that it wouldn't be bad to have a sister, and she had also gotten to know Mini well as they had talked over so many things together.
Yes, Mini was decisive, and as she wanted to sleep with Nifuji, of course, she told Chizuru everything, apologizing, and even asked for permission, including telling Chizuru about a harem plan.
Yup, a harem.
Like how men worked hard for their families, trying to give a better future, the women also did their best to make the men love them better.
Men and women had their own problems, so how could one say that men (women) were better?
Still, facing his stunned gaze, Chizuru directly took her smartphone and called someone as she said, "Yaemori-san, can you come here? Let's have a breakfast together. Hirotaka-kun cooked it."
"Wait a moment! I will go there as soon as possible!"
Mini's loud voice echoed, yet Nifuji was even more at a loss, as he saw Mini with her usual sloppy dress, which consisted of crocs, shorts, and a simple t-shirt, appearing in front of Chizuru's place.
"Hurry up and come in."
"Okay~! Okay~! I am hungry, too~!"
Under Chizuru's urging, Mini came happily as she showed her naughty, lewd grin that showed her cute snaggletooth.
Still, as the door was closed and locked, Nifuji took a deep breath, and took out his smartphone, thinking that he should report to the office that he might be little late, and hopefully, he could gain an ability that could make him to recover much, much faster.