*Note: Ok, today another chapter because if I won't do it, I'll have to upload another chapter tomorrow and tomorrow I have to upload a chapter of my Pokémon fic and I'll only upload one chapter per day or every three days, so... here you have.
About the patreon, It will be prepared in like two days at most.
By bye.
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Lala kept teaching Nemesis how to have sex—showing her the positions Akira liked best, the moves she'd picked up through experience, all that stuff. Meanwhile, Nemesis just watched with genuine interest, mentally jotting everything down.
Her pussy was already soaked, dripping nonstop, so while she watched Lala fuck, she started touching herself, still cataloging every detail in her head. She wanted sex too, but she preferred her first time to be with Akira when he was actually awake. Maybe tonight?
Soon enough, Akira came inside Lala, pumping her womb full of his cum until her stomach bulged just a little—not too much.
"Akira always loves finishing inside," Lala said, slowly pulling his cock out of her pussy. "So as his wife, you've got to please him and let him come inside you."
The second she stood up, his semen started leaking out of her and dripping onto the floor. If this fic had any yuri in it, this would be Nemesis's cue to lick Lala's pussy clean and get a taste of Akira's cum—but since there's no yuri here, that never happened. Nemesis just stared at Lala for a few seconds.
"Aren't you worried about getting pregnant?" Nemesis asked.
"Nope. We take these birth control pills with zero side effects, so it doesn't matter how much he comes inside us—we won't get pregnant unless we stop taking them," Lala answered casually.
"And they don't run out?" Nemesis pressed.
Even if Lala had brought a stash from home, they should've run out by now. And Nemesis seriously doubted she'd ask Zastin for more—if the king found out Akira had "corrupted" not just Lala but his other two daughters too, he'd beat the shit out of him. So… where was Lala getting them?
"I used to use one of my inventions before, but it was a pain to keep up with all the time. So I made these pills instead—they're way more convenient and easy to carry," Lala explained.
She grabbed her smartphone, pulled out a tiny bottle of small pink pills, and popped one in her mouth.
"Plus, I made them in different flavors. This one's strawberry," she added with a grin.
"Do you have medical knowledge?" Nemesis asked, genuinely curious.
Everyone knew Lala was a genius inventor—maybe on Tearju's level—but medicine too?
"Nah, these pills are actually nanobots I created. They have one job: sterilize sperm. Once they're done, the body flushes them out naturally—no harm at all," Lala said, shaking her head.
Nemesis was stunned. How much intelligence and talent did it take to pull off something that insane? Lala really wasn't just a pretty face.
…
After finishing the sex lesson and giving Akira a thorough cleanup blowjob, it was time to wash up. Lala's womb was still full of cum and her own juices, and she was sweaty. Nemesis was sweaty too, her pussy still dripping wet, so they decided to take a bath together.
{Note: Don't let your imagination run wild, for God's sake—it's just a bath.}
Once they left, Akira didn't jump up right away. He waited a few minutes to avoid running into them. They'd probably take their time in the bath anyway, so even if he got up now they wouldn't notice he was awake—but he still waited a couple more minutes before finally standing.
"This kind of sex isn't half bad either. You don't have to do anything—just lie there and enjoy the ride without moving a muscle. Then you feel completely refreshed afterward. Seriously, nothing beats sex," I said, stretching my body.
Honestly, if I didn't have school, I'd probably spend the whole day fucking… okay, that's a lie, but I'd definitely be doing it a lot more often.
"Anyway, today's my date with Haruna, so I should get moving," I muttered.
Finally—the day of my date with Haruna. Today I planned to fully solidify our relationship and take things to the next level. In other words, I was hoping to have sex with her. Haruna had been one of my toughest conquests. It took weeks to win her over, but damn, it was worth every second.
"Now I just need to focus on Momioka and Mio. Should I push a little harder with them? Otherwise it's gonna take forever to make them mine," I wondered.
What Akira didn't know was that Momioka and Mio already had feelings for him—they just didn't have the guts to confess. No matter how cheerful and outgoing Momioka acted, she had zero romantic experience, and it showed in everything she did. Mio, meanwhile, was only open with her close friends and family; with everyone else she was just a shy girl with no clue how to handle her emotions.
Think Momioka and Mio never felt anything for Akira? Total bullshit. Any girl who spent enough time around him would eventually see how amazing he was and couldn't help falling for him. But feeling it and actually confessing were two completely different things.
On the flip side, Akira had no idea because Momioka and Mio hid their feelings perfectly—and because he was terrible at picking up signals… their romance hadn't even really started yet. It was moving at a glacial pace.
But it wasn't all bad. Even though Akira sucked at reading cues and the two girls were pros at hiding how they felt, there was one girl in his harem who was insanely observant, sharp, and clever enough to catch the subtle looks they sometimes gave him. Who? Yeah, we all know it's Momo.
Momo had already figured out Momioka's and Mio's feelings ages ago, but she'd been busy with other girls and couldn't keep up. Now, though, it was time to help two inexperienced girls take that first step. With Haruna, Mikado, and Run already in the harem, the next targets were Momioka and Mio. Nemesis had been a total wildcard—beautiful and powerful as hell, and she basically threw herself at him because of her aggressive nature, so Momo didn't even have to lift a finger.
At this point, pretty much every girl around Akira was part of his harem. The only ones left were Momioka, Mio, and Yui—but Momo decided to save Yui for last. Unlike the other two, Yui was awful at hiding her feelings; anyone with decent eyesight could tell she was into Akira. The real problem was her unbreakable sense of duty. As a member of the disciplinary committee, Yui punished anyone who broke the rules—even herself. And one of those rules? No dating, no PDA at school, and definitely no indecent behavior. Her obsession with following the rules was making Momo's job way harder, so she figured she'd need a solid plan to make Yui fall completely into Akira's hands.
If Momo were the protagonist of this fic, she'd have every girl wrapped around her finger in no time, turning into the undisputed queen of a yuri harem. Lucky for everyone, though, Momo was straight—and completely obsessed with Akira. So obsessed that she spent her time hunting down beautiful, capable women to throw at him left and right.
With all that said, after getting ready, Akira headed straight to Haruna's house. Today she was home alone—her parents and little sister were out running errands and wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning. Plenty of time for the two of them to be alone without interruptions. Since they started dating, the most they'd done was some occasional kisses, so yeah—it was definitely time to move things forward.
Following the directions Haruna sent, Akira arrived at her place and rang the doorbell.
Almost instantly—like she'd been waiting right behind the door—Haruna opened it.
"Akira! Welcome, come in, please!" she said.
She sounded a little nervous. After all, this was the first time she'd be alone with a guy who wasn't her dad—and not just any guy, but her boyfriend, Akira.
"I've gotta say, you look gorgeous, Haruna," I said, genuinely impressed.
She was wearing a white blouse and blue shorts. The casual outfit made her look so damn adorable I couldn't help blurting it out.
"T-Thanks," Haruna replied, blushing hard.
After that, an awkward silence settled in. Well, not exactly awkward—just the quiet of two people who'd never really been alone together and didn't know what to say. But honestly? That wasn't a bad thing. That's exactly why they wanted to spend the day together: to get closer, understand each other better, and make sure moments like this didn't feel so weird anymore.
"Come in, please," Haruna said shyly.
I nodded and stepped inside.
To break the ice a bit, Haruna gave me a quick tour of the house—showing me everything, though of course she didn't go into her sister's or parents' rooms since those were private. They just peeked from the doorway, then she led me to the living room.
"Sit down and make yourself comfortable. I'm preparing something to eat," she said.
"Oh. Want any help?" I asked.
"No… um, I mean, I want to do it myself. I've been practicing all week, and I want you to be the first one to try it," Haruna said, looking a little embarrassed.
She wasn't exactly a master chef, but Haruna could cook. Still, she didn't want to make something basic—she wanted to impress Akira and show him her skills, so she'd spent the whole week learning more complicated dishes. In her mind, being a good cook was an essential quality for a wife.
Haruna's family was traditional but modern. The women had freedom to do whatever they wanted, sure, but they deeply believed in a classic family setup where both husband and wife handled housework and worked. Haruna had inherited that love for a traditional home life, except she wanted to be an amazing housewife for her husband. Ever since she was little, she'd learned everything a good wife and homemaker should know.
Despite her great grades and natural talents, Haruna's real dream had always been to be a wonderful wife and stay-at-home mom. Of course she'd go to college and get a degree in case she ever needed to work, but her main dream was to marry the person she loved, have kids, take care of the house, and greet her husband with a smile every day. She wanted a simple, respectable life.
{Note: Basically, her dream is to marry the love of her life, have children, and dedicate herself fully to her family—in other words, a full-time homemaker.}
We should respect other people's dreams. If Haruna wants to be a housewife, then that's what we respect.
{Note: I went with this for her because not every girl has to be the same. Some want careers, others just want to be great wives to their husbands. If I made them all identical… what would be the point? It wouldn't be interesting if everyone had the same tastes and dreams. People are different.}