"I am back."
"Welcome back!" 2x
When Nifuji came back from the trip, Eri and Mayuri quickly welcomed him and hugged him tightly. Their gazes met, then they nodded, smelling his body, trying to smell his scent, before they pulled him inside his apartment.
Yes, he might have bought a house for the three of them, but it was still under construction for renovation.
While he could have brought them to his other apartments, which he bought in various areas, the two decided to stay at his original place, as they were comfortable there.
It might be strange since it isn't usually women who wish to be in a better place.
After all that, would their vanity feel complete when they lived in a better place?
Still, whether it was Eri or Mayuri, they didn't really care much about that type of vanity. Yup, as adults, they loved real estate and even wished to have one, as it was the most stable type of wealth.
The currency might be broken, but the land was still there.
It was eternal unless this country sank or the land suddenly disappeared due to something.
Regardless, Eli and Mayuri were still young; they were just 22 years old, and while women matured early, and they might not live in the best place, Nifuji's original place was good, especially when compared to Mayuri's old, broken place.
Or rather, it was simply the most comfortable place ever, especially when the two of them could mark this place with their things, as if they were truly the ones who owned it, not everyone else, so even if Nifuji thought that it was better to move out, the two wanted to stay for a longer time.
Then again, they knew that if the three of them lived together like this, even if they were fine with it, there would be trouble with their neighbor.
Harem.
This is how they explained their situation, but Nifuji had prepared by renting the entire neighborhood area, so that Eli and Mayuri had more room. And frankly, while he didn't care about the talk, it was different for the women.
Still, with how the world was, people were too lazy to take care of others, or rather, usually in this country, as long as they didn't cause trouble to others, they were practically invisible to each other.
Moreover, Nifuji had power, and he often flexed it, which made people not want to cause trouble, or rather, those who had caused trouble had left, which made him feel so glad that he had the system, especially when he thought about the living situation.
"Don't you want to see the souvenirs first?"
"Later!" 2x
The two quickly locked the door as they brought him inside the room.
"...girls?"
Yet the two didn't listen to him. Like a leopard that found its prey, they were simply unstoppable, giving him the pleasure that many men in life hadn't felt.
As Nifuji accepted their attacks, Fuji, who was their neighbor and also Nifuji's secret lover, was writing her novel, working as usual.
Everyday.
Fuji had always been writing something, or else she was afraid that she would feel useless.
Also, if she didn't write, how would she be able to make money, right?
She had bills, taxes, and all the other expenses, so if she stopped working, how could she make money?
Many might be jealous of her, thinking that she had a passive income from her book, the royalties, since as long as her books were sold, she would get a percentage, but the world of writing wasn't so easy.
More importantly, like the box office of the movie, the money from the book was high only in the beginning, when it was still advertised by the publisher.
Naturally, if the publisher didn't advertise it, then her book wouldn't be sold much, and the income definitely wouldn't be high.
Also, if the book wasn't sold, then it would be stopped by the publisher, and by then, her income would be as good as zero.
If there was something that she was glad for, it was that she didn't have to pay rent, as this apartment was owned by her.
This was the reason why she shouldn't stop; no, she couldn't stop, since if she stopped, how could she live, right?
Yet, somehow, as she met Nifuji, she felt that she could relax, stopping for a moment, and just stared at the distance as she did nothing.
If this were before, she wouldn't do this since even if she couldn't write anything, she would spend her time in front of her laptop, staring at it till her mind broke.
Still, now if she can't think of anything, she would just rest, without doing anything, and just do random things till she could find something.
Why did this happen?
"It's because of him."
If Nifuji didn't support her, would she even think to relax?
"I wonder whether this counts as prostitution..."
Fuji couldn't help but murmur as she sat on her ergonomic chair, leaning back, staring at the ceiling. Nifuji had given her monthly pocket money, and the amount was one million yen, like the others, and naturally, while she wanted to refuse, he had already transferred the money to her account, which made her helpless.
Nifuji just told her to spend the money, but she had to admit that it was hard for her, yet this money also gave her a moment of leeway, thinking that even if her novel ended up as a failure, it didn't really matter; as she had someone, who could protect her, yet this was also the reason why she couldn't be like any other women, who could proclaim their men for themselves.
She had to share him with others, but... frankly, it was fine somehow.
She would be lying if she wasn't jealous, but she had been with him, knowing that he had two women or more by his side. Moreover, when she thought about how strong Nifuji was in bed, she sighed, thinking that she had to work out.
"But, I am lazy."
Still, during her thoughts, she suddenly heard a faint lewd cry from the neighbor, which made her eyes widen, and pressed her ear next to the wall, then the noise became slightly clearer.
Her body naturally became hotter, and she knew that Nifuji had returned.
Two days had passed from his trip to Matsushima, and he had gone home.
At the moment, he was taking care of Eli and Mayuri, but when he was done with them—
"Hmn~!"
Squeezing her thighs tighter, Fuji felt that she had to hold on while cursing Nifuji at how he had changed her body.
Still, she had to say, waiting for him to come to her was just too unbearable.