As her lips were taken, Sumi traced her tender, pink lips with her fingers, completely in a daze as she thought of what had happened previously. It was still vivid, something she shouldn't enjoy, yet her body sought this sensation more, and as she thought about how their tongues, lips, and everything became one, she couldn't forget it.
Fortunately, the shop was a bit slow, and she could lower her head when she faced the customers.
Yet, what was even more surprising was that the thought of facing the customers, who went to visit Wakana's shop, wasn't as frightening as she had thought it would be.
'Why?'
The reason why she decided to work as a part-time job at Wakana's laundry shop was that she wanted to get better with her communication disorder, and she didn't want to be the quiet one as always.
The thought of having her leave without saying what she wanted to say and expressing her feelings had been haunting her, especially after her previous date with Nifuji.
That date might be a fake one, yet it couldn't be denied that it was her first one, and the one that entered deep within her heart.
That experience was impossible to erase, and she loved it so much that when she thought she would be unable to have those feelings again, it gnawed at her heart with regret.
Still, that feeling was gone, and she was finally able to say what she wanted and get what she had always felt for.
While she knew that in the eyes of others, it might not be unethical, something that she should just leave, considering what kind of a man he was, yet she was glad, she was so glad that he was a scumbag.
After all, if he didn't, then would she have had such an experience?
In the beginning, it might be a kiss. When they were used to the feeling of their lips, naturally, their act would become even more intense, as their bodies, hands, legs, and then, in the end, his erect cock would enter deep into her pink, smooth vagina, then make a mess before he ejaculated deep, staining her with his color.
Or, was it the other way around?
Sumi couldn't wait, and she wished to taste it.
Yet, before that—
"Sakurasawa-san."
"....."
Sumi turned around and saw Wakana, who looked at her with a smile.
"Um, I..."
"Do you want to accompany me to drink tonight? How about we talk?"
"Y-Yes!"
While the two started a conversation about him, Nifuji had already gone home, preparing all his clothes and ready to take a trip to Toyama to go after Chika.
"Toyama?"
As always, Fuji was at home, and naturally, she learned what Nifuji was planning to do.
"Yes."
Nifuji's rejection previously was because of his indecisiveness, as he couldn't make a proper decision of what he wanted to do with his life, thinking that it was wrong of him to play with the women's hearts, and how he wanted to try to feel the feelings of being with a single woman, whom he would love dearly till the end.
Yet, was that the best?
Nifuji knew that it might be the best for others, but for him?
It was the worst kind of decision, as he well knew, he had made the hearts of many women unable to live without him.
If he just ran away, leaving all of them just to be with a single woman, what would happen?
No one could live properly, and they all would either die or live as if they were dying.
It might not be that serious, since everyone was beautiful, and he knew well that in this era, where beautiful women were rare and kind like them were even rarer, it was obvious they would be sought after by everyone.
Still, Nifuji had also fallen in love in his previous life, the life where he wasn't Nifuji, his first life.
This memory was vague, something he hardly remembered, as the thought of this life filled him and left him unable to think of the past. However, in the past, he also had fallen in love, and naturally, he also failed, yet the one that he remembered the most wasn't the one who loved him dearly; instead, it was the one whose relationship failed.
Nifuji knew it was weird of him to think this, since instead of the happy life he had with his lovers, he thought of the past, nothing but regret and other emotions, as if it were impossible to move on.
Yet a mistake like that was remembered, impossible to erase, but Nifuji knew that, instead of thinking of it as an obsession, he should treat it as a lesson, so that he wouldn't make the same mistake again.
"Are you going to meet one of your lovers?"
"...."
It was like a jolt to his body. Nifuji quickly stopped what he was doing as he looked at Fuji. "What's wrong?"
"What do you mean by what's wrong?"
"Are you jealous?"
"..."
Fuji was silent for a while, then lowered her head.
"It's fine. It shows that you love me, after all. You don't have to be so depressed like that."
Nifuji hugged Fuji's arms as he led her to sit on his lap.
"...sorry."
"Don't apologize. I should be the one who apologizes to you since I made you feel like this."
"But... I am the one who came to you despite knowing what you would do."
Fuji knew that it was her selfishness, yet sometimes, she couldn't help but stop herself, especially when Nifuji was her first. The one who entered her heart, and also deep within her pussy. He was the only one. Yet, sometimes, she wished she could be his only one despite knowing that her body would be wrecked if she tried to do it alone.
Fuji knew that she wasn't strong enough, yet deep inside, she wished to be chosen, the special one.
"If I don't have anyone by my side, I will probably propose to you."
"....." Fuji.
"...seriously?"
"It's serious."
Even if Fuji appeared so shocked by his words, Nifuji wondered whether he was really a scumbag, yet, it was already too late for him to change anything, so he might as well just accept everything, trying to salvage what was left, and mend them together, as he knew that it was just impossible for him to be only with one woman, as he had many women by his side, to be fully depended on him.
"If there is no one else by my side, I will probably get close to you, we get to know each other, and probably marry."
"...."
"...it's embarrassing when you say that."
"Is it?" Nifuji leaned on Fuji's neck, smelling her gentle fragrance, which calmed his mind. "I think it will be a quiet, yet wonderful one."
"..."
Fuji sighed, then also leaned on his neck, smelling his scent that was just impossible for her to forget. "I think I might get angry at you a lot, as you might get sneaky."
"Then, isn't it good that I do this harem thing openly?"
"...scumbag."
"I am, yet you are mine, too, so if you are worried, sad, or anything else, then tell me since you are my responsibility."
Fuji had always been alone. Her companions were either books, parents, or the newest one would be a pet. She had friends. Yes, the numbers might not be much, but two were enough, as long as they would stay forever.
Then, what about a lover?
She didn't know nor had an interest in it in the beginning, yet as she got to know him, everything had changed. The thought of her life without him was just unbearable, yet it was also even more painful when she thought that she couldn't be his only one, despite how much longing she had.
Her mind understood that it was impossible to have him alone, yet her heart said otherwise as she longed for him even more despite what kind of bastard he was.
What was this feeling?
Was it love?
Sometimes, she wondered if she hadn't met him, would it be easier?
Yet Nifuji was already in her life, and the thought of there being no him in her life was more unbearable than having him to share with another woman.
"I am sorry."
"Don't apologize."
"I am sorry."
"As I have said, don't apologize!"
Fuji's tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked at him. "I love you. That's enough, and I can be with you. That's all that matters, right?"
"No, that's not enough."
"Eh?"
"I love you, too."
Nifuji didn't look away as he confessed. "You are my precious one. I love you. I love you so much, Fuji."
"..." Fuji.
"I know that you might not be able to believe in my words, but that's the truth, I really love you. If possible, sometimes, it will be easier for him to just cut off everyone and just be with you."
If he were with Fuji, he knew that it would be wonderful.
Everything was quiet, and he could focus on his work, then went home, supporting each other at home with Fuji by his side.
Having a pet, then a few children, while it might be a little noisy in the beginning, he knew that it would be wonderful.
"Sorry."
Yet, it was too late.
If Nifuji was so hardened, and wouldn't think of all of this harem, attracted by the rewards of the system, and just focused on Fuji alone, then he would have never hurt anyone.
No, he would inevitably hurt someone, as he knew that it was impossible for everyone to be happy, yet even so, the damage was still manageable, as he hadn't done anything to anyone.
Still, as it was too late, there was nothing he could do, and all he could do was to see everything through to the end, and make everyone happy.
"I am sorry."
Nifuji apologized. "But, while I know that I might not be the best for you, I have already fallen for you so much, so despite how unfair it is, I want you to be by my side, Fuji."
"....you're unfair."
"I am."
"Scumbag."
"I have realized it."
"But..." Fuji sounded so helpless as she cried, her soft voice leaking from her trembling lips, "I love you."
"I love you, too. More than you."
"No, I love you more."
"Should we do it now?"
"..." Fuji.
Yes, Nifuji was as shameless as ever, yet as he wrapped her around hers, and she felt his warmth and intensity, she was happier than ever. Still, this was also the reason, she whispered, "Don't be too rough, Papa."
"...." Nifuji.