Whether good or bad, the world keeps spinning, and time marches on at an unstoppable pace.
At Ohananomitsu High School, Ren lived his school life cheerfully and without burden, going through various annual activities: the lively Cultural Festival, the competitive Sports Festival, the formal Career Orientation, the Industry Visit, the fun School Trip, and intensive preparations for the Year-End Exams.
Unbeknownst to him, only a week remained before Christmas. Of course, not a single day passed without sex.
Thanks to his extraordinary Campione constitution, Ren didn't have to worry about kidney damage or depleted vitality like ordinary men. He was an endless source of strength and lust.
No matter how slim a woman's chance of pregnancy when fucking a Campione, if the frequency was kept extremely high, the outcome was predictable.
One by one, the women in his harem became pregnant. Hayasaka Ai, Momobami Ririka, Sonoda Umi, and Kikuchi Sonoka were all carrying his child. Nakano Itsuki was pregnant for the second time, just a month after giving birth to Akari.
This population boom wasn't limited to the women at Rokuhara Residence. Ren also impregnated his mistresses. He never used condoms and never allowed them to take birth control pills.
As a result, women outside the household also became pregnant. His sister-in-law, Nakano Ichika, was pregnant. His mother-in-law, Kujou Akemi, was pregnant. His sex slave, Rita Ainsworth, was pregnant. His sex friend, Suou Yuki, was pregnant.
Since Ren had already impregnated Ichika, Yotsuba, and Itsuki—three of the quintuplets—he decided to complete the Nakano set, pushing him to seduce Miku, who already harbored feelings for him.
It didn't take much effort; Miku fell easily and was soon pregnant. The only challenge was Nino. Instead of bothering to win her heart, Ren took a shortcut using common-sense alteration magic. Under its influence, Nino fell in love and was now also carrying his child.
As an added note: As Umi had predicted, the school eventually expelled Masha and Alya after their pregnancies became obvious when the sisters' bellies swelled. It was truly embarrassing for student council members, tarnishing Ohananomitsu High's reputation.
Seeing this real example, Umi voluntarily decided to drop out. After all, it was only a matter of time before she was expelled once her pregnancy was discovered.
As the mastermind behind all these pregnancies, Ren had no objections to the girls' decisions. His immense wealth ensured they would never face hardship.
Wasn't the purpose of schooling to get a good education for a job at a great company? Ren had provided them a far more secure future.
Amid all these developments, Ren lost a friend, Kuze Masachika.
Masachika fell into severe depression upon learning that his little sister, childhood friend, and the girl he loved were all pregnant with Ren's children. He confined himself at home, becoming a hikikomori, and stopped attending school.
Ren thought this peaceful life—interspersed with mass pregnancies and debauchery—would continue at least until the new year. But an unexpected event occurred.
Guinevere and Lancelot succeeded in awakening the archenemy of all Devil Kings: the King of the End, Rama!
The King of the End's sole purpose was to eradicate all Campione. He was the sword of divine punishment, the nemesis that filled Campione history with records of death.
Initially, the Devil Kings greeted his arrival with disdain and naive curiosity. Typical Campione arrogance made them covet new Divine Authorities from defeating him.
But Rama gave a bloody lesson on why every Campione in prior eras met their end at his hands.
One by one, veteran Campione like Marquis Voban, Luo Hao, Doni, Alec, and John proved no match for Rama. They suffered crushing defeats.
Ren himself tried fighting Rama. Despite his extraordinary power, he was utterly defeated and died once. Fortunately, he had a resurrection-type Divine Authority obtained from Batara Guru in Indonesia. That was why he dared challenge the King of the End, if only to gather data.
Rama's power peaked through his strongest Divine Authority: the Grand Ritual of the Old Covenant. It allowed his strength to equal the combined power of all current Campione. In this mode, Rama was truly invincible!
The good news: Godou narrowly defeated Rama. But the victory was temporary. As long as Campione existed, Rama would keep reviving, matching the number and strength of existing Campione.
Faced with this existential threat, all Campione reached a brutal conclusion: the only way to fight Rama was to eliminate their fellow Campione!
The last surviving Campione would face Rama alone, drastically reducing his power and having a chance to win.
Thus began the Devil Kings' Civil War, where Campione tried to kill each other.
After witnessing this brutal conflict for some time, Godou and Madam Aisha—a gentle-natured Campione—couldn't stomach the method.
Madam Aisha had the Fairy Corridor Divine Authority, capable of interdimensional travel. She proposed exiling all Campione except one chosen to fight Rama to a parallel world.
The other Devil Kings quickly agreed. The chosen Campione was Godou, as his Golden Sword could specifically cut divinity—giving him the best chance for a decisive victory.
The decision was made. On Christmas Eve, the warm, peaceful atmosphere at Rokuhara Residence was replaced by deep sorrow.
Ren stood in the living room, gazing at Itsuki, Masha, Hayasaka, Alya, Ririka, Umi, and Sonoka—all his pregnant or recently postpartum women. He had also bid farewell to his mistresses.
He didn't want to return from the parallel world only to find his mistresses with other men.
Sorry, Ren preferred being the NTR perpetrator over the victim.
"..."
Amid the family he had just created, Ren said his goodbye.
"I'll be gone for a bit. It won't be long. Take care of yourselves."
Ren showed rare seriousness.
Soon after, Madam Aisha arrived. She activated her Divine Authority. A wave of silver light enveloped Ren.
Ren gave a final smile to his crying family. Then, on what should have been a joyful Christmas Eve, he was exiled to a parallel world to wait until Rama's threat ended.
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The wind roared around Ren. He stood atop a skyscraper, gazing at the sprawling metropolitan cityscape as far as the eye could see.
The evening sky was overcast, giving a gray impression as if rain could fall any moment.
"So this is the parallel world, huh... Its historical development isn't too different from my original world. According to Madam Aisha, this is just an ordinary world without hidden supernatural powers."
A sly smile crept across his lips. The Campione power that made him a Devil King in his world now existed in a world where he was the sole supernatural entity.
"That means I can do whatever I want, right? With my power, conquering the world is a flip of the hand."
Ren took a deep breath, feeling the city's humid air.
"Let it out. Conquering the world sounds troublesome. I don't know why so many historical figures were obsessed with it. Don't they realize it's just a pile of problems?"
"Being a ruler means living in constant vigilance, suspicion, and caution toward those around you, fearing your power will be overthrown. Not to mention managing the state, bureaucracy, and economy—that's a lot and very disruptive."
Ren had the power to stand above billions, to be the world's sole ruler, but he had no interest.
For him, living in hedonism, satisfying all his desires, was a far more fulfilling life.
"Alright, first find a place to live. Maybe I should make a fake ID to avoid trouble. It'd be annoying if someone investigated my origins."
Walking to the edge of the roof's barrier, Ren took a light step forward, stepping into the air. Fearlessly, he fell hundreds of meters.
Ren landed smoothly behind the building in a dark, trash-filled alley, making no sound and unseen by anyone. He brushed imaginary dust off his clothes, then exited the alley and blended with the other pedestrians, becoming just another anonymous face in the metropolitan crowd.
His first task in this new world: create a new identity and find luxurious housing.
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The rain poured relentlessly without signs of stopping. The sun was setting, and the park's scenery grew darker and duller than usual, swallowed by damp gray tones.
Walking in the heavy rain without an umbrella, Ren let himself get soaked.
Men are essentially grown-up boys. No matter their age, their childish spirit never fades, just buried deep due to reality's cruelty. Ren was no exception. Occasionally, he wanted to play in the rain like a kid.
Passing a park, his steps halted. His eyes fixed on a swing.
"I see. So I'm in this world. Interesting~ I searched for it in my original world, a fusion of many anime, but never found it." Ren muttered, a faint smile on his lips.
"Who'd have thought after being exiled to a parallel world, I'd find it! Fate is truly unpredictable."
Muttering, Ren's gaze locked on a blonde girl sitting on the swing. She was drenched but didn't care, as if wanting the rain to wash away her sadness.
Her head bowed. She didn't resist the rain soaking her hair and school uniform. Beneath her soaked skirt was a perfect, curvaceous body, full and with long legs wrapped in black stockings, truly catching Ren's attention.
The girl was Shiina Mahiru.
"Should I approach her normally or unconventionally?"
Ren didn't think long. As a scumbag, he always chose the most efficient and satisfying path. He picked the second method.
Thus, he approached after invoking the Book of Knowledge Divine Authority, casting a spell on his eyes.
"Shiina Mahiru, I love you. Become my woman and bear my child."
"....?"
Hearing approaching footsteps, Mahiru prepared to shoo the other party. Several kind people had already tried persuading her to go home, but this was the first time she received such a shameless, brazen confession.
Mahiru lifted her head, ready to refuse and threaten to call the police for harassment. But when her eyes met his gaze, her common sense was altered in an instant.
"Yes, I will. Allow me to bear healthy children for you."
If her schoolmates heard Mahiru's words, it would cause a huge uproar.
"Wow, Charm Eyes are so practical."
Nodding satisfied at Mahiru's obedience, Ren grabbed her waist.
"Then, let's make a baby. Mahiru, take me to your home. From today, it will be our love nest."
"Okay."
The two hadn't even known each other and had met for less than a minute, but Mahiru invited the stranger to her home, ready to offer her virginity.
Not far away, a male student walked holding an umbrella. He glanced and saw the scene.
"Huh? That's Shiina-san? Why isn't she using an umbrella? And who's that guy? Is he Shiina-san's boyfriend?"
For some reason, Fujimiya Amane felt a strange pain in his chest, as if something precious to him was lost.
"What is this feeling? Why does my heart hurt seeing Shiina-san walk with another man? Our relationship is just classmates and neighbors? Forget it. It's none of my business."
With complex, troubling feelings, Amane walked home to his apartment.
The rain still poured mercilessly when he finally arrived. The sound of dripping water breaking the night's silence couldn't drown the anxiety gnawing at his heart.
The image of Shiina Mahiru, the perfect school angel, drenched and walking with a stranger, kept replaying in his mind. An unclear pain stabbed his chest, a sense of losing something he never even had.
"..."
That night, Amane lay in bed, trying to close his eyes, but sleep wouldn't come. The night's silence was then broken by sounds from the adjacent wall—from Shiina Mahiru's room.
At first, faint creaking, like bed springs under pressure. Then short, choked moans, followed by increasingly urgent breathing.
"That sound...!!! No, maybe I'm overthinking. Shiina-san couldn't possibly do something indecent!"
Amane froze, eyes wide in the dark. He kept making excuses to deny it, but it was useless.
The sounds grew clearer and unstoppable: long, high-pitched whimpers, heavy, rhythmic panting, and a man's low murmurs, answered by Mahiru's familiar yet never-heard-in-this-tone voice—soft, submissive, and full of desire.
"Ah... Ahhh... Ren-sama! Deeper... deeper, please!"
Mahiru's usually crystal-clear voice was now hoarse and desperate with intoxicating need. The sound of skin slapping, rhythmic and faster, interspersed with Mahiru's small cries as if she couldn't hold back.
"Please... more... more...!"
Amane tried covering his ears with a pillow, forcing himself to think of something else. But the sounds pierced the wall, stabbing his consciousness. He heard every detail: every thrust, every moan, every intimate whisper making him feel like he was peeking at something deeply private and improper.
Mahiru's calm, controlled voice had turned into a wild song of surrender, a melody making Amane's heart race not from arousal, but from a mix of jealousy, confusion, and irrational betrayal.
He was forced to listen to it all, awake all night, tortured by the concert of lust peaking repeatedly before fading to weak whispers and then silence, no less agonizing.
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In the messy living room, Ren lounged on the sofa in just boxer shorts.
His legs stretched over the coffee table, exuding an arrogant, lazy attitude. He watched TV while eating peeled boiled peanuts and drinking beer.
"Damn... It's been eight months since I arrived. Has Godou still not defeated Rama? Or did Madam Aisha deliberately leave me here?"
Tossing the empty can to the floor—ignoring the trash bin two steps away—Ren grabbed another beer, opened it, and chugged.
"I hope it's just paranoia. Sure, Mahiru pampers me so much I've become useless. But I don't want to abandon all my women!"
After experiencing it, Ren had to admit Mahiru was the personification of the perfect wife. Beautiful, kind, expert in cooking and housekeeping, virtuous—all qualities men dream of were in her.
"I'm home."
The door opened with a woman's voice. Moments later, Mahiru appeared carrying shopping bags.
Mahiru stood there with a different aura from eight months ago. Her belly was significantly swollen from pregnancy. Despite the large belly and carrying items, she wore a tight mini skirt highlighting her full curves and black stockings. Her school uniform look had been replaced by minimal, sexy loungewear.
"Haaah... Ren-sama, how many times have I told you not to litter? You'll soon be a father. You must set a good example for our child."
Mahiru set down the bags, bent slowly—with some difficulty due to her belly—picked up the cans, and threw them away. She didn't forget to scold Ren, though she knew it was ineffective.
"Mahiru, let me see your panties."
"Ngh... Here. Look as much as you want, satisfied?"
Her panties were almost fully exposed, just a barely-there thong string. Normal girls might prefer going commando, but Mahiru flaunted it without hesitation.
"Hehe... As expected. It's so sexy seeing a woman like you in sexy clothes."
Ren grinned, staring at Mahiru with lustful eyes. He had successfully transformed the school angel into a lewd fallen angel.
Mahiru's cheeks flushed with embarrassment under his lustful gaze.
"I met some schoolmates earlier." Mahiru pulled down her skirt. "They looked at me with disdain, but I don't care as long as I'm with Ren-sama."
In fact, she had dropped out the first day she met Ren.
"Tsk, they're just losers. The type who enjoy seeing others fall. Instead of thinking about them, give me a welcome kiss."
"Mm."
Mahiru obeyed, collapsing into Ren's lap and pressing her lips to his.
There was no sweet or pleasant atmosphere; only the scent of debauchery and immorality.
"Mmm, uh... Slurp... Slurppp..."
Once their lips met, Mahiru's eyes drooped. This was the moment the innocent, beautiful girl dubbed the school angel turned into a lustful woman. The kiss before fucking was the switch that aroused her trained body.
While kissing, her mind grew hazy.
(It feels good... Ren-sama's scent, my head feels light...)
Mahiru sucked the alcohol-flavored tongue, making slurping sounds with her saliva. Once they started kissing, she became a slave to the pleasure before her, unable to think of anything else.
"Lick... mmm... slurp... mmm... pfft..."
Mahiru continued this intimate kiss, their tongues melting, for several minutes.
When she finally released Ren, she knelt in an M-shape before the sofa and lovingly rubbed her cheek against his crotch.
"I'll also... hmm... give you a 'welcome home'..."
With drowsy eyes, Mahiru hugged Ren's legs as if embracing him, then deftly unzipped his boxers with her mouth.
Mahiru smiled lazily seeing the throbbing, hard, swollen meat rod before her. Holding back the urge to devour it immediately, she began her taught task.
Several minutes later—
"Good... Your blowjob skills are improving. Ah, damn, I'm gonna cum..."
As Ren's hips trembled nearing climax, Mahiru looked up and smiled lewdly.
(Ren-sama, it looks delicious... I wonder if you'll release a lot...)
Ren reached his limit, unleashing all his pent-up desire at once.
The ejaculation into Mahiru's mouth was relentless and unconsiderate, as if soaking the back of her throat with thick white fluid. For her, trained as a lewd slave, it was sweeter than any dessert.
(The smell is so strong in my mouth... I feel like I'm drowning...)
Clearly, Ren treated Mahiru like a sex toy, a disgusting attitude. He was human trash, and animals would be more caring... but Mahiru's heart was bound to this man.
Mahiru swallowed it all, then smiled satisfied.
"What do you want next? I've prepared food and a bath... and of course, the bed..."
"Ah, right... I'm sweaty. So I'll bathe first, then eat." Ren, touching his damp hair.
Her cheeks flushed with longing. Realizing her lower body's loneliness would continue, Mahiru pouted slightly disappointed before linking arms with the cheerful Ren and heading to the bathroom.
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Days passed. With her extraordinary personal abilities and boundless dedication, Mahiru effectively turned Ren into a useless slob, to the point he lost interest in seeking other women in this parallel world.
No choice; Ren was utterly satisfied with Mahiru's service.
When Mahiru's pregnancy entered the ninth month, and birth was imminent, the person Ren awaited finally arrived.
Their apartment living room suddenly distorted. A shimmering door appeared in the air, and from the dimensional rift known as the Fairy Corridor, Madam Aisha stepped out.
"Eh?"
Madam Aisha was immediately shocked and blushed. The scene before her was Ren fucking Mahiru on the sofa, despite her advanced pregnancy.
"You sure know how96 to live, King of Passion. No matter where you are, you sow your seeds."
Madam Aisha hurriedly looked away, not wanting to see the lewd sight.
King of Passion was the title given to Ren by the Witenagemot. Every Campione had their own title, and he was no exception.
Ren grinned and kept riding Mahiru, not stopping at all.
"Finally here to pick me up, Madam Aisha! I've been waiting nine months! What actually happened?"
"Really? Only a week passed on my side. Sorry, I miscalculated the time difference between worlds. Oh, Godou won. Rama is defeated. All Campione can return."
Hearing Mahiru's lewd moans, Madam Aisha couldn't take it and urged Ren to finish.
Soon after, Ren ended his act. While calming Mahiru, he asked an important question.
"Mahiru, will you move to my world?"
Lying limp on Ren's chest, Mahiru turned her eyes to him, a tired yet satisfied smile on her lips.
"Of course! I couldn't refuse after everything Ren-sama has done to me."
Mahiru's decision was easy. If she didn't go, she'd be a single mother raising her child alone. Besides, she had no attachments to this world.
Her parents had abandoned her and never gave her love. She didn't want her child to experience the same.
"Good. Let's pack and go."
Ren and Mahiru quickly bathed, dressed, and packed Mahiru's clothes—and some minimal underwear—into a suitcase. In no time, they followed Madam Aisha into the Fairy Corridor, leaving the peaceful parallel world and her perfect life as the "angel wife."
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When Ren returned to his original world, he realized much time had passed. Over half his women, both official and mistresses, had given birth.
Realizing her mistake in time calculation again, Madam Aisha felt awkward. Under Ren's annoyed gaze, she hurriedly left to fetch the other Campione.
At Rokuhara Residence, Ren's return was met with overflowing joy. The women ran to him, hugging tightly, tears of longing wetting his shirt.
As for Ren bringing another heavily pregnant woman? It didn't surprise them at all.
They treated Mahiru with genuine warmth.
This was the first time Mahiru received such warm treatment; she was moved and grateful for following Ren. Now, she joined the large, loving family.
In the expanded nursery, besides Akari, there were three other babies. Masha and Alya had healthy boys, while Hayasaka had a girl.
Ririka was nine months pregnant. Her due date wasn't far from Mahiru's. Meanwhile, Itsuki, pregnant for the second time, would give birth in two months.
That night, the pent-up longing of months could no longer be contained. The women decided to release all their desire and emotions on Ren at once.
In the spacious master bedroom, the atmosphere quickly turned into an arena of passion worship.
One by one, all present—Itsuki, Masha, Ai, Alya, Ririka, Umi, Sonoka, and Mahiru—stripped. The room filled with the scent of female skin, pheromones, and sweat mixed with soft perfume.
Ren, with endless energy from his Campione constitution, was met with brutal enthusiasm. He became the center of the passion vortex.
Masha and Alya, recently recovered from childbirth, hugged him from left and right, kissing and licking relentlessly.
Itsuki and Hayasaka knelt before him, competing for service.
With her large belly, Ririka crawled onto the bed and leaned against the headboard, legs spread wide, letting Ren explore her.
Umi and Sonoka joined with renewed vigor, each seeking Ren's attention and touch.
Ren satisfied them all. He fucked Alya on the bed while Masha licked his back. At the same time, he let Itsuki and Hayasaka serve him, their hands moving over his body.
Ririka's heavily pregnant passion became his focus, Ren's body moving in brutal, wild rhythm atop her. Umi and Sonoka embraced each other, watching, before joining, touching and kissing every reachable part of Ren's body.
Mahiru, exhausted and heavily pregnant, could only lie beside the bed, gazing at her husband with loving, desiring eyes. She was content just watching and hearing, but Ren didn't forget her.
Amid the chaos, Ren occasionally kissed and hugged her, ensuring his "angel" felt his presence and affection.
Moans, pants, and Ren's roars mixed into a symphony of passion filling the room.
That night, not just sexual longing was quenched, but family bonds strengthened in brutal desire's fire. They were a unique family, bound by a Campione using despicable methods.
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The next day.
After releasing his longing on the Rokuhara women, Ren began visiting his mistresses' homes.
All visits had two purposes: see his new children and release nine months' pent-up desire.
His first target was Kujou Akemi, Masha and Alya's birth mother. Akemi had given birth two months ago. The family hierarchy was in chaos—his mother-in-law now his lover and child's mother—but Ren cared nothing for social norms.
After seeing the baby, Ren brutally fucked Akemi until the married woman passed out from exhaustion, channeling all his pent-up desire.
Leaving the Kujou residence, Ren moved to the next target.
Sneaking into the Suou family home, Yuki was shocked yet delighted by Ren's arrival. With shining eyes, she showed their illegitimate child. No words needed. They drowned in desire, using every inch of the space for wild fucking, releasing Yuki's long-thirsting need for Ren's touch.
Next, Ren visited Rita Ainsworth, his sex slave, also caring for her baby. As before, sexually starved Rita welcomed him aggressively. They fucked savagely like beasts, letting primitive instincts take over, tainting the gentle nursery with moans and cries.
Ren's last stop was the cafe where the Nakano quintuplets lived. He had messaged his arrival, so the cafe was closed for the day.
Upon entering, Ichika, Nino, and Miku greeted him, each holding his baby. It was an emotional, desire-filled reunion.
After enjoying the sight of three mothers with their children, Ren's lust dominated again. They quickly locked the door and stripped. In the back room, now a silent witness, the four—Ren, Ichika, Nino, and Miku—engaged in a brutal, intense 4P.
The quintuplets, recently postpartum, showed no hesitation. Outspoken Nino and shy Miku had fully become Ren's lust slaves thanks to charm and magic, while Ichika was a veteran always ready to serve.
In the heated atmosphere, they forgot the sleeping children next door, fully focused on satisfying Ren's long-absent desire. The day was filled with four people's moans, celebrating their husband's return.
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The next day, after fulfilling his delayed desires with all his women, Ren decided to visit his close friend Natsuo, bringing Mahiru to show off.
They were both scumbags building harems, though on different scales and natures.
Ren and Natsuo often exchanged stories about their complex lives. On the surface, Ren's main harem at Rokuhara Residence had eight women: Nakano Itsuki, Maria Mikhailovna Kujou, Hayasaka Ai, Alisa Mikhailovna Kujou, Momobami Ririka, Sonoda Umi, Kikuchi Sonoka, and Shiina Mahiru.
However, his mistresses were no fewer, including Suou Yuki, Rita Ainsworth, the Nakano triplets—Ichika, Nino, and Miku—his sister-in-law Nakano Yotsuba, and mother-in-law Kujou Akemi.
Overall, Ren had open and secret relationships with fifteen women, and astonishingly, each had borne his child, marking success in boosting Japan's population.
Meanwhile, Natsuo was far below Ren's level. His harem consisted of seven women: sisters Tachibana Hina and Tachibana Rui, Ayase Akiko and her daughter Ayase Saki, twin sisters Jinguji Naori and Jinguji Rumi, and his junior Asano Reira.
From information via Itsuki, Ren knew Natsuo's still-schooling women had also dropped out due to pregnancy. After all, schooling while caring for a baby was challenging.
Dropping out seemed an inevitable fate for any woman involved with trash men like them.
*TING-TONG!*
"Wait a moment..."
*KREEEK!*
The Fujii family door opened. Seeing the figure at the threshold, Natsuo was stunned.
"Huh? Ren! Long time no see!"
He immediately stepped forward, hugging his friend tightly and patting his back.
"Yeah, I was busy traveling abroad. By the way, meet the woman I got overseas. Beautiful, right?" Ren pointed to Mahiru beside him.
Mahiru bowed gracefully, despite her swollen belly. Even in her now-sexy appearance, her natural politeness and elegance shone.
"Good afternoon, Fujii-kun. I'm Shiina Mahiru. Nice to meet you. Sorry for the sudden visit."
She spoke softly, with perfect grammar. At a glance, Natsuo knew Mahiru was an extraordinary woman, stunningly beautiful with refined demeanor.
Natsuo felt awkward, mesmerized by Mahiru's beauty contrasting her large belly. He tried hiding his surprise.
"A-ah, yes. Of course. Shiina-san, nice to meet you." He stammered briefly, then looked at Ren incredulously.
"Man, you have no conscience, Ren. Your women here endured pregnancy without their man's support, but you had fun abroad and got another woman pregnant."
Ren just shrugged, a wide grin on his face.
"Hehehe... Thanks for the compliment."
"That's not a compliment, idiot. You're as shameless as ever. Don't stand outside, Shiina-san is heavily pregnant, not good to stand long. Come in, come in!"
Natsuo noticed Mahiru looking pale from standing. He led Ren and Mahiru to the living room.
It was still morning, so all Natsuo's harem women were gathered in the living room, welcoming the unexpected guests.
Among the seven—Hina, Rui, Akiko, Saki, Naori, Rumi, and Reira—Hina and Akiko were adults.
As a teacher, Hina was on maternity leave, focusing on her baby. Akiko, Saki's mother, had quit work due to pregnancy.
The five teenage girls all stayed home after dropping out due to pregnancy.
Hina approached Ren with a friendly smile hiding a teacher's firmness.
"Long time no see, Rokuhara-kun. You've skipped school too long; do you still plan to continue?"
Like Itsuki, Hina was a teacher at Ohananomitsu High, knowing Ren as her student.
"Who knows, I'm not sure about continuing education. To me, education isn't that important."
Ren shifted attention to Natsuo's women. He observed them closely. Each had different belly sizes, but all were clearly pregnant.
"Impressive, Natsuo. Seven women. Seven pregnancies. Or six, since Tachibana-sensei has given birth. You're really productive." Ren grinned vulgarly.
Natsuo leaned back on the sofa, expression proud. "This is just the beginning, Ren. You should join too. Look, we're fighting to boost Japan's birth rate. The government should award us."
"Exactly. Japan's birth rate keeps falling. But we've contributed more than all government programs. Who knows, in ten years, our kids will fill today's empty schools."
"Exactly. If all Japanese youth were like me, the national problem would be solved long ago!"
While the two men boasted, Mahiru, with her swollen belly, took the chance to talk with Hina and the surrounding women.
"Tachibana-san, sorry if I'm presumptuous, but your baby looks healthy and you seem very calm." Mahiru began politely. "Can I ask for tips? This is my first pregnancy."
Hina smiled gently, maternal aura enveloping her. "Of course, Shiina-san. What worries you?"
"I... I'm scared. Honestly, giving birth terrifies me. What does it feel like? What preparations ensure everything goes smoothly?"
Hina reached out, holding Mahiru's hand to calm her. "It's intensely overwhelming, Shiina-san, pain like no other, but also the most beautiful experience. It's meaningful pain. You'll forget it the moment you see your baby's face."
"Physical prep like prenatal exercise is important, but mentality is key. Don't fear; I went through it, and you can too."
Mahiru felt warmth she'd never known. She felt connected to these women sharing the same fate and experiences.
Her eyes teared up from emotion.
"Thank you, Hina-san. I feel a bit calmer now."
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An hour later, Ren and Mahiru left the Fujii family home.
Their next destination was the Uesugi family home. Coincidentally, the housewife there, Uesugi Yotsuba, was Ren's mistress and the only one he hadn't visited yesterday.
Since Mahiru was heavily pregnant, Ren didn't let her walk far. They took a taxi, arriving half an hour later.
Seeing the standard two-story house reminiscent of Japanese comic templates, Ren pressed the doorbell.
Soon, the head of household, Uesugi Fuutaoru, opened the door. He wore casual home clothes, looking tired but relieved for rest.
"Rokuhara? You're back? She..."
His brow furrowed, Fuutaoru stared at the young pregnant girl beside Ren. He didn't understand why they came to his home. He wanted to spend time with his wife and 'his' newborn. It was a rare holiday for a corporate slave like him.
(Our relationship isn't close. What's his purpose?)
Honestly, Fuutaoru had a poor impression of Ren from the start. A high schooler impregnating his homeroom teacher. Worse, the teacher wasn't just an acquaintance but his sister-in-law, Itsuki!
So he always kept distance from Ren.
Not stopping there, Fuutaoru still remembered his shock learning Ichika, Nino, and Miku—girls who liked him in high school—were pregnant by the same man!
He wondered, if polygamy were legal then, he might have married the Nakano quintuplets, not a high schooler like Ren.
"Good afternoon, Fuutaoru-san. I came to introduce Mahiru. She's a new family member. We're relatives, so I want you to know my family."
Ren's smile was full of hypocrisy and mockery at the man's ignorance that his beloved wife, Yotsuba, was his.
Mahiru bowed politely, surprising Fuutaoru with her manners.
"Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Shiina Mahiru. Sorry for the sudden visit. I'm glad to meet Ren-kun's relative."
"I see. Your women have increased, huh..."
Fuutaoru's eye twitched. He'd be lying if he wasn't envious of the teenage boy's romantic fortune. Though married, seeing Ren's freedom and many women made him jealous.
"Ah, me too. Nice to meet you." he replied, voice slightly stiff. He tried maintaining host etiquette.
"Since you're here, it'd be rude to send you away. Come in. Yotsuba just made cookies."
Opening the door wide, Fuutaoru let his wife's lover in, unaware of the vile truth. Thus, Mahiru and Ren entered.
"Ah! Mast—Rokuhara-san!"
Yotsuba emerged from the kitchen. Her eyes sparkled seeing Ren. She almost slipped calling him Master, her usual term. Luckily, she controlled herself, and her husband Fuutaoru noticed no oddity.
"Itsuki and the others told me about your return. Please sit, I'll serve the food."
Ren observed Yotsuba from head to toe.
(Hmm... Good, women should have long hair. Short-haired women? What's the difference from men! Not feminine at all!)
He inwardly praised Yotsuba for obeying his order to grow her hair.
Now, Yotsuba's hair reached her buttocks. Likely genetic, like Itsuki, she wasn't fat post-childbirth. Her body was curvier, fuller, with a strong MILF aura.
Ren and Mahiru sat on the soft living room sofa, opposite Fuutaoru.
Silence fell.
Fuutaoru felt uncomfortable with Ren's presence and didn't know what to discuss.
Ren enjoyed the silence, observing every house detail and Fuutaoru's expression.
Moments later, Yotsuba returned with a tray of her handmade cookies and fragrant barley tea. After serving, she briefly left and returned cradling her newborn.
"Wow, so cute! Boy or girl?"
Though not her first time seeing a baby, Mahiru was still amazed.
"He's a boy, named Tora." Yotsuba answered lovingly, rocking him. "When he grows up, he'll surely be a handsome man like 'his father'."
Unaware of the hidden meaning and dark irony in his wife's words, Fuutaoru puffed his chest proudly.
"Of course. He's my son; he'll be handsome and charm many women like me!"
Yotsuba then turned to Mahiru. "By the way, are you Rokuhara-san's girlfriend?"
"Yes, I'm Shiina Mahiru. Nice to meet you." Mahiru replied politely.
"I'm Uesugi Yotsuba. Don't be formal; treat me like a sister."
Yotsuba tried bonding with Mahiru. In her heart, she acknowledged the connection. After all, both were Ren's. The difference: she was a secret mistress hiding from her husband, while Mahiru was openly brought by Ren.
Amid light conversation, Ren smiled faintly. He knew for sure: Tora was his child. The irony of Fuutaoru proudly showing off his seed's baby was the best entertainment.
Suddenly, a sly idea sparked in Ren's mind. His eyes gleamed with malice gazing at Yotsuba, then Fuutaoru beside her. The desire to defile the wife before her helpless husband burned.
Ren pretended to use the bathroom. Behind the door, using the Book of Knowledge Divine Authority, he cast magic directly altering Fuutaoru's cognition. The man's perception was now manipulated—everything before him would seem casual chit-chat. Like Sosuke Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu.
Finishing preparations, Ren returned to the living room.
"Yotsuba. It's been a while since we fucked. Let's do it now." He spoke loudly.
"Eh?"
Not just Yotsuba stunned by the unexpected words, Mahiru was also surprised.
"Rokuhara-san?! W-What are you saying!"
Yotsuba feared her long-hidden affair was exposed. But glancing at Fuutaoru, her husband sat blankly, as if not hearing the conversation.
"Hah? Could this be your doing, Master?"
She waved before Fuutaoru's face, but he didn't change expression.
"Yeah. In Uesugi Fuutaoru's perception, we're just having light, trivial talk. So, Yotsuba, yes or no?"
"Of course yes!"
With Ren's assurance, Yotsuba was excited. Months without sex had pent up her physical needs. This was an oasis in the desert.
"Good. Let Mahiru handle Tora. You don't mind, right, Mahiru?"
Ren turned to Mahiru beside him.
"No problem. It's a good chance to learn baby care."
Her mind modified, Mahiru would obey any order, no matter how strange or illogical.
"I'll leave Tora to you."
Handing the baby to Mahiru, Yotsuba jumped into Ren's embrace.
Ren caught her, his large hands squeezing Yotsuba's ass through her skirt.
Without preamble, Ren's mouth seized Yotsuba's lips in a deep, lustful kiss. His tongue invaded, exploring every corner of her mouth.
Yotsuba responded expertly, hands reaching Ren's neck to pull closer.
Moans and tongue-slurping sounds echoed clearly in the quiet living room, only attended by unresponsive Fuutaoru and obediently cradling Mahiru.
Ren wasted no time. While lips locked, his hands unbuttoned Yotsuba's skirt. With rough motions, he stripped her to her underwear.
Yotsuba, still in her blouse, moaned satisfied as Ren's hands squeezed her full breasts through the fabric.
Ren quickly unzipped his pants. With one hard thrust, he entered Yotsuba's already wet body.
"Ahhhh~"
Yotsuba screamed loudly, a mix of pain and pleasure. Her body rocked to Ren's increasingly fast and deep thrusts.
The sound of their bodies colliding echoed, interspersed with Yotsuba's clear enjoyment moans.
"Look at your husband, Yotsuba." Ren said, gripping her hips firmly. "He just sits there, unaware his wife is being enjoyed by another man."
Yotsuba glanced at blank-eyed Fuutaoru, and it only heightened her arousal. It felt so forbidden and satisfying.
Ren increased the pace, each thrust deeper and stronger. Yotsuba screamed, unable to contain the pleasure.
After some time in that position, Ren pulled Yotsuba and flipped her. Now she lay supine, exposing her sweaty body to her helpless husband. He re-entered, this time wilder. His hands kneaded Yotsuba's breasts, occasionally lightly slapping her thighs.
As climax neared, Ren withdrew and quickly lifted Yotsuba. In standing position, he aimed her crotch directly at Fuutaoru's face.
With a few final fast, deep motions, Ren reached peak pleasure with Yotsuba. Their orgasm fluids gushed, hitting Fuutaoru's still-dazed face directly.
"Huuu... Unbound by morality and using power freely is the best." Ren sighed, voice full of satisfaction.
Their genitals still connected, Ren's hard penis nestled in Yotsuba's wet hole. Ren enjoyed his depraved life, reveling in total humiliation of the man before them.
"This is just round one, and you're already overwhelmed." Ren mocked, staring at Yotsuba's teary eyes.
"Sorry, Master..."
Yotsuba panted, body limp from the recent orgasm, but her desire wasn't sated. She felt ashamed yet thrilled by the taunt.
Ren grinned and pulled her back. This time, he pushed Yotsuba to the floor.
The thud of Yotsuba's body on the thick furry carpet was faint. Ren flipped her and began round two brutally and mercilessly. Yotsuba's body responded with unrestrained moans and cries.
In the living room, under Fuutaoru's dazed gaze, Ren fucked Yotsuba at insane speed.
Yotsuba closed her eyes, hugging Ren's neck, forgetting her husband, baby, and outside world. She drowned in the sea of pleasure created by the Campione. Each thrust affirmed Ren's dominance over her body.
Meanwhile, Mahiru sat calmly on the sofa, rocking Tora—who should be Fuutaoru's son—completely ignoring the lewd sounds and scene before her, as her mind and reason were fully modified.
Ren didn't stop until Yotsuba screamed her second climax, voice breaking from overwhelming pleasure. Satisfied with his desire and sufficient humiliation of Fuutaoru, he withdrew from Yotsuba.
Ren's flamboyant life journey isn't over yet!
⊰END⊱
Author's Note:
Whew... Finally complete! This is my third fanfiction novel! I started writing on February 23, 2025, and finished on November 7, 2026, totaling 621 days—that's 1 year, 8 months, and 13 days, almost 2 years!
Thank you to everyone who read this novel to the end. See you in other original fanfiction novels!