"Auntie Mitsuko, where should we sleep?" Ho Fei-yu held Mitsuko Yarima in his arms, his cheek resting against her head, and whispered in her ear. He gently brushed the strands of hair stuck to her forehead behind her ear.
After several battles, the sheets on the bed were a mess, with wet stains visible everywhere. Although Ho Fei-yu wasn't a germaphobe, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Go... go to my... room." Hearing Mitsuko Yarima's weak voice, Ho Fei-yu nodded. Just as he was about to pick up Auntie Mitsuko, some ammunition spilled from her body. He realized her slightly protruding lower abdomen and knew he needed to take her to the bathroom first, or even changing rooms would result in a mess.
He tilted Auntie Mitsuko's body, keeping her head lower. This was indeed better. Not much ammunition leaked out. He carefully opened the half-closed door, worried that the commotion might have been too loud and woken the two girls, who might then demand an explanation.
The living room was dark. The girls' rooms were neither lit nor noisy, so they must be asleep.
"Phew." Ho Fei-yu let out a breath, turned off the light in his room, and tiptoed with Auntie Mitsuko to the bathroom. Seeing her protruding lower abdomen, he first pressed it a few times with his hand. Although it deflated a bit, it was still prone to leakage. With no other choice, suppressing the guilt of harming his descendants, he used his finger to scoop out a lot of the ammunition, then meticulously cleaned Auntie Mitsuko several times with warm water.
After everything was done, he softly walked back to Mitsuko Yarima's bedroom.
In the darkness, Ho Fei-yu held Mitsuko Yarima, his eyes gazing at the dim ceiling. More had happened in the past few days than in his entire year since being reborn. He had met many people worth cherishing. Hanako-chan's kindness and cuteness, Reika Kurashiki's cold beauty and dominance, Naomi Odagiri's noble elegance, Shiori Fuyutsuki's tsundere and thoughtfulness, Yui Nakaizumi's moe simplicity, and his own two headache-inducing girls—they all had their unique qualities.
Ho Fei-yu wondered if they would still be the same as in the original anime if he hadn't transmigrated.
As he was thinking, he felt Mitsuko Yarima's hand wrap around his waist, providing a comforting warmth. He involuntarily tightened his grip, afraid that Mitsuko Yarima, who was like both family and lover, would suddenly disappear.
But all these assumptions were invalid. Since transmigration was a reality, all the NTR that appeared before him would be punished, no matter who they were or what their strength was.
In his previous life on Earth, Ho Fei-yu was an orphan from childhood. Fortunately, a philanthropist sponsored him from kindergarten through high school. He was hardworking and his grades were always excellent, never disgracing his sponsor. But he received a text message the day before he was supposed to fill out his university applications, saying his sponsor had been suddenly killed by a truck.
He had planned to attend a prestigious university and then personally thank the person who had sponsored him, but this happened. At the time, he felt that his only connection to the world had been severed. Finding no meaning to life, he randomly chose an archaeology major. Perhaps he had hoped to find a reason to live through studying history. He only had a few friends in college, and his disappearance in his previous life probably wouldn't cause much of a stir.
Being brought to this world by the system might not be a bad thing. He had never had a girlfriend in his previous life, occasionally watching anime and satisfying his normal physiological needs. Whenever he saw NTR anime, a surge of anger would rise in his heart. Mere street thugs with insignificant leverage could threaten the female leads into falling, making them slaves to desire. Beyond the disgust for NTR, he felt pity for the female leads' misfortune and anger at their lack of ambition.
In the future, if he met such female leads, he would definitely discipline them harshly to see if they were really that stupid. Of course, this included those who actively sought degeneracy. If he met them, he would definitely teach them a good lesson.
Also, if the system stopped giving him missions to conquer girls, he would just stick to his current "good fortune" and not build a larger harem. Otherwise, he truly wouldn't know how to distribute his affection. The girls he had around him now were enough.
Ho Fei-yu thought a lot that night. He didn't know when he fell asleep.
In a haze, he had a dream. In the dream, he had no powers and no system. Then, fragmented scenes flashed through his mind. There were girls who could transform, standing ready as if waiting for something. He followed their gaze and saw a figure shrouded in dark energy tearing the sky. Countless monsters emerged from behind it, rushing out one after another. The transforming girls used strange tools to fight back, but they fell from the sky in no time. The result was predictable.
In the dream, just as he was about to pull the girls next to him to escape, the dark figure noticed them, or perhaps it was a random act of annihilation. With a wave of its hand, the people around him turned into blood. This included the girls he cared about.
"No... don't!" Ho Fei-yu suddenly sat up, crying out, breathing heavily. He instinctively touched his eyes and found his face was soaked with tears. The fear and pain of losing everything still lingered in his heart.
"Fei-chan, did you have a nightmare?"
"Auntie is here. I'll protect you. The nightmare will disappear quickly." Mitsuko Yarima was also awakened by Ho Fei-yu's voice, but her body's soreness prevented her from sitting up. She could only manage to weakly grasp Ho Fei-yu's hand and softly comfort him.
"Mhm." Ho Fei-yu's discomfort, which was lingering in his heart, faded significantly, whether it was because of Mitsuko Yarima's comfort or because he thought Auntie Mitsuko was so adorable right now.
"Go back to sleep, Auntie Mitsuko." Ho Fei-yu looked at Mitsuko Yarima's pretty face. Perhaps because she had been nourished, her prim and proper face had gained a touch of charm, making her look even brighter and more captivating.
He waited until Mitsuko Yarima fell back asleep, then gently pulled his hand free, tucked the blanket around Auntie Mitsuko, and finally opened the door slightly. After checking that no one was around, he stealthily returned to his bedroom, butt naked, and changed into a black outfit.
The morning sun shone warmly on Ho Fei-yu. It was already 7 o'clock. Since he didn't know when Shiori Fuyutsuki and Yui Nakaizumi started work, he was currently on his way to the convenience store.
As for the crime evidence from last night, he had thrown it into the washing machine. He was sure Auntie Mitsuko would help him destroy the evidence later.
Fortunately, when he arrived, he didn't see the two girls. It wouldn't be good to keep girls waiting.
He unlocked the door and pushed open the glass door.
It was the start of another beautiful day.