In just a single day, Yuu had undergone a total transformation. He had gone from a common young man who couldn't afford a car or a house to the shadow ruler of the Suzuki Group, one of the world's most powerful conglomerates.
Seimi, of course, had no objections to the new job. When she first followed Yuu to Tokyo, her plan was to find stability and return to her profession, perhaps by opening a clinic or joining a hospital. Whatever she did, her goal was to be of use to him. Now that Yuu was flush with cash, she wanted nothing more than to stay by his side, but she was also eager to help him in any way possible.
However, the thought of being stationed at the Suzuki manor 24/7 as a private physician made her hesitate. It meant she wouldn't see Yuu for long stretches of time.
"Seimi-san?" Yuu's voice broke her trance.
"Yes?"
"The food is burning."
"Oh! Sorry!" Seimi quickly turned off the stove and served the meal.
Throughout dinner, she remained distracted. She was torn, unable to give him a straight answer. Yuu, sensing her inner conflict, pulled her into his lap and spoke softly. "Seimi-san, it's fine. If you don't want to go, you don't have to." He had only suggested it because it was a prestigious position most would kill for, but her happiness came first.
"It's not that, Master." Alone with him, she found the title "Master" rolling off her tongue with increasing ease. "I want to help, but the thought of not seeing you for so long... it hurts."
Yuu was her only anchor, her emotional pillar. She didn't need to be glued to him 24 hours a day, but a long-term separation was more than she could bear.
"So that's it." Yuu patted his head. "That's an easy fix." Living in this massive apartment alone was lonely anyway. If she needed him that much, she should just stay. As for the Suzuki women, their current doctor—the old woman—could keep working until a full team of beautiful, loyal medical staff was assembled.
The real issue was loyalty. He needed to find a way to increase his contract slots or, better yet, pull a talent that removed the limit entirely. His "Destiny Contract" was too powerful to waste on nameless NPCs without special talents, even if they were beauties. But obtaining such a talent was difficult; he had nearly fucked Serena to death the day before and hadn't received a second draw, suggesting each "Destiny Girl" only provided one opportunity. Ran was the only exception, having provided two.
Seimi staying home was for the best anyway. It was a waste to use someone with her medical genius as just a personal doctor. Yuu had originally planned to have her research the APTX-4869 once he made contact with the Black Organization.
As his life improved, Yuu found himself less and less interested in tangling with the Organization or the FBI. Who wants a life of danger when you have infinite wealth and a harem of beauties? But he knew the world didn't work like that. To ensure his longevity and claim prizes like Vermouth, he had to engage. He just had to be smart about it—playing both sides against each other while he reaped the rewards.
Little did he know, the Organization had already set its sights on him. Far from being the third party reaping rewards, he was about to be thrust onto the front lines.
After dinner and a shared bath, they had a short, passionate "skirmish." Yuu then drifted off to sleep, holding the doctor's soft, silky body. He wasn't fully recovered, but he had more than enough energy to handle a delicate novice like Seimi.
The next morning, Yuu woke up early, feeling mostly restored. Seimi woke shortly after and began breakfast while Yuu checked the news. Since time hadn't skipped, nothing major had happened. They spent a quiet morning on the sofa, watching the golden sunrise—a domestic bliss that felt like a honeymoon.
But the peace was short-lived. Around 9:00 AM, Ran and Serena arrived.
"Sorry for the intrusion!" Serena chirped.
"Good morning, Yuu. Good morning, Seimi-san," Ran added politely.
"Good morning, girls," Seimi smiled, getting up to serve tea.
"Serena, are you... recovered?" Yuu asked.
"Mostly. I used some special cream to take the swelling down, hehe." Since they were all "family," Serena didn't hide anything. She even grabbed Yuu's hand and slid it up under her skirt. "It works really well, Sensei. Feel for yourself."
Yuu was tempted to do some "morning fishing," but Ran's pouting, jealous gaze made him stop. He leaned into Serena's ear. "Did you tell Ran about your sister and mother?"
"Hehe, well, it's Ran..." Serena dodged his gaze.
Yuu sighed. "Just Ran? No one else?"
"I promise! Not a soul."
"Don't let it slip again, okay?"
Watching their interaction, Ran sighed. "Yuu, I didn't think you were such a degenerate. I can handle Ayako-san, but even Auntie Ayako..." In truth, she was mostly worried about her own mother. If Yuu could bed Serena's mom, what would stop him from bedding Eva? She felt like kicking her past self for suggesting Yuu move in next door to her mother.
"It was... an accident. Really," Yuu explained awkwardly. It was a weak excuse, considering he had intended to conquer the MILF eventually.