[Night at the Gotoh house]
Hitori lay curled up in her futon, secretly checking the contents of the simulator.
The moment she learned that she and Toru were connected in the simulation, she instantly turned into a complete slacker.
There was no helping it—the advantage was just too overwhelming. She had no idea how to lose.
[According to the agreement.]
[You have become Toru's girlfriend.]
Nice.
Hitori never really liked the idea of being a wife anyway.
She hated being in the spotlight, and the girlfriend position suited her perfectly.
Of course, this was all just in the simulation...
In the real world, Bocchi-chan still wanted to make it official.
[Toru purchased a luxury mansion in Minato Ward, Tokyo, spending an astronomical sum you can't even imagine. Money is no different from dirt to him; there's no need to save it.]
[As his girlfriend, you naturally moved into the mansion.]
[Nijika moved in as well.]
[Seika, the store manager stayed in Shimokitazawa. She had to run the live house, so she only came to stay overnight when STARRY was closed.]
[Ryo wanted to move in, but considering her parents' feelings, she ultimately didn't go through with the plan.]
[Kita reserved a room all to herself in the villa, but as Toru's lover, she only slept over one day a week.]
[And just like that.]
[You all lived under the same roof.]
[Because you'd been friends for over ten years, no strange conflicts arose between you.]
[Only the matter of allocating Toru required monthly adjustments—]
[There was only one Toru. Dividing his time among four people, no matter how you did it, could never be perfectly even...]
[The same went for nighttime activities.]
[Seven days in a week, divided by four—someone was always left out.]
[Your faces were too thin to attempt a relay race.]
[In the end, everyone compromised a step, giving you a full four nights each week, while you only had to give up part of your daytime in return.]
Huh?
Everyone's being so kind?
[The reason they yielded was simple—]
[Right now, you're the only girl who can have one-on-one time with Toru.]
That way of putting it...
Makes me sound so perverted.
Hitori pouted, feeling indignant.
She wasn't some girl who liked lewd things.
[You have triggered a special scenario. Would you like to enter?]
Hm?
...
...
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Half an hour later.
Hitori snuck to the bathroom and changed out of a soaked piece of fabric.
She also tossed the bedsheet, now sporting a large wet patch, into the washing machine.
Every time she spent a night interacting in the simulation world.
She had to wash the sheets once...
What a pain.
Bocchi-chan couldn't understand why she produced so much fluid...
Was she really that lewd of a girl?
[Summer night.]
[Feeling somewhat unsatisfied, you arrived outside Toru's room.]
[You heard Kita's voice...]
[You have triggered a special scenario. Would you like to enter?]
Hitori pressed her lips together.
Two in a row...
She'd feel so good she'd ascend to heaven.
Maybe she should pad a sanitary napkin in advance?
To prevent any leaks.
...
...
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Simulation world.
Toru sat at his desk, holding Kita in his arms, his chin resting on her soft shoulder, eyes fixed on the center of the computer screen.
Lines of code scrolled and flowed, eventually coming together to form the figure of a girl—
Long black hair reaching her ankles, an oversized stylish coat, a delicate and adorable face...
This was a virtual daughter Toru had recreated based on a character from his previous life's Blue Archive, Tendou Aris (Alice).
Her true form was the prototype of a super AI.
For now, she was temporarily named Kitahara Rin.
"Is this artificial intelligence?" Kita stared with wide, beautiful eyes, full of curiosity.
"The prototype of an AI. It still needs massive training. Until quantum computers appear, her intelligence level can at best reach that of an ordinary person." Toru teased Kitahara Rin with his mouse, watching her puffed-up little cheeks, a smile tugging at his lips.
"So amazing."
Kita observed Kitahara Rin's lively expressions, her small mouth slightly open.
"You can praise her more."
Hearing her daddy say that.
Kitahara Rin inside the computer put her hands on her hips, tilted her little head back, and wore a proud expression.
Good thing she couldn't speak yet, or she'd definitely spout a couple of narcissistic lines.
After chatting with his virtual daughter for a while.
Toru shut down the computer.
He slowly leaned down.
Their eyes met...
Kita understood and pressed her lips to his. The two kissed as they made their way to the bed.
Toru's left hand skillfully undid the buttons of her sleepwear.
His other hand slipped inside, kneading the soft, full mound...
Kita was clearly aroused.
Her eyes misty with desire, her pink lips releasing warm breaths.
Those sweet exhales brushed against Toru's face, wiping away what little rationality he had left.
... Midway through.
Hitori pushed open the door.
And joined the fray.
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[You three spent a wild night together.]
[The next day, Kita suggested to you that your night shifts could increase to five times, to help share some of her burden.]
"Everyone's stamina is so weak."
Bocchi-chan's pretty face flushed, as if remembering something. She lowered her head, removed the sanitary napkin she'd prepared earlier—now thoroughly soaked—and tossed it into the room's trash bin.
The simulator truly was a wonderful invention.
Under the premise of simulation, anything you did was fine.
In reality, she wouldn't have nearly this much courage.
[Days passed one by one.]
[One autumn day...]
[At night, you arrived at Toru's door.]
[You heard Nijika's voice—]
[You have triggered a special scenario. Would you like to enter?]
Should I go in?
...
Half an hour later.
Hitori threw away yet another waterlogged sanitary napkin.
[After a wild night.]
[Nijika suggested to you that your night shifts could increase to six times, to help share some of her burden.]
[And so, you ended up accompanying Toru six days a week, two of which involved group activities.]
Only Ryo-san was left.
[Ryo is a woman with extremely strong pride. She swore she would never accept outside help!]
[Three more months passed.]
[One winter day...]
[At night, you arrived at Toru's door.]
[You heard Ryo's pleading voice—]
I still prefer you when you're defiant.
[You have triggered a special scenario. Would you like to enter?]
Hitori's face was expressionless.
She took out another sanitary napkin.
...
Half an hour later, Bocchi-chan opened the trash bin, glanced at the three soaked pads inside, her pretty face turning red. She quickly gathered them and moved them to the bathroom trash, to avoid her family noticing anything unusual tomorrow.
[After a wild night.]
[Ryo suggested to you that your night shifts could increase to seven times, to help share some of her burden.]
[And so, you ended up accompanying Toru every single day of the week.]
Hitori lay in her futon, staring blankly at the ceiling.
After three consecutive nights, she felt a little dehydrated.
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