Chapter 636: Renovating the Villa! All for the Silver Party!
"Don't think about it so complicatedly; you can just consider my identity as someone who incidentally protects the world for his own sake."
"World Guardian!!!"
Shimazaki Setsuna's ears perked up when she heard that term.
All shyness was gone.
Her mind was already imagining all sorts of cool scenes.
"As for Altair, she is an anomaly that ordinary people cannot come into contact with. Under normal circumstances, I would directly resolve anomalies."
As he spoke, Ren-kun even made a 'snip' gesture with his hand across his neck.
"Eh?!"
Shimazaki Setsuna quickly stepped in front of Altair: "Ren-kun, are you… are you going to eliminate Altair?!"
"Hehe."
Seeing her nervous reaction, Ren-kun chuckled.
"If I wanted to eliminate her, I would have done so already. Why would I specifically bring her to meet you?"
Only Altair saw Shimazaki Setsuna unhesitatingly shield her, and a faint, almost imperceptible gentle smile touched her lips.
"Don't get excited, I just said that under normal circumstances, I would eliminate anomalies."
"My involvement played a part in Altair's current state, and of course, that involvement wasn't for nothing. I am now essentially her creator, and she must listen to me. She is currently living with me."
After simply informing Shimazaki Setsuna of the situation,
Ren-kun felt it was inappropriate to stay any longer, so he bid farewell: "You two can chat, I'll be leaving first."
After speaking, he vanished from the room.
"Ah? Did Ren-kun really leave?"
Shimazaki Setsuna wanted to keep the person she admired, but he was already gone.
She instantly slumped her shoulders in disappointment.
However,
Before a few seconds passed, she suddenly realized something.
She spun around abruptly: "Altair, are you living with Ren-kun?"
"…"
Altair had an indescribable feeling.
Her creator seemed a little too concerned about Ren-kun.
Ren-kun returned home, the familiar scent of the apartment building greeting him, though today it felt stiflingly small.
The first thing he did was prepare to renovate his current home.
With more and more people, it was becoming increasingly crowded. The air was thick with the intermingling fragrances of dozens of beautiful women, a heady perfume that was intoxicating but undeniably cramped.
Moreover, the entire house lacked recreational facilities, making it quite monotonous. A king needs a castle, not a cubicle, especially when his queen count is rising into the double and triple digits.
Previously, because Sagiri, Shoko, Yuzuru, and Rikka's homes were also within the building, he hadn't made a move. He had respected the delicate balance of their daily lives.
Now, apart from those who were already his, the others had also come into contact with power from another world. The veil of normalcy had been thoroughly pierced.
It should be fine to just tell them.
Ren-kun gathered everyone downstairs in the small courtyard that served as the communal space for the apartment complex.
"…"
Seeing so many different women,
Nishimiya Yaeko was a little taken aback. Her mature eyes widened as she scanned the crowd.
She had never known that so many… women lived in this building. It wasn't just the quantity; it was the quality. Each woman present possessed a beauty that could topple nations.
There was the mature allure of the mothers, the vibrant energy of the high schoolers, and the cute charm of the younger ones. It was a dazzling garden of flowers, all centered around one man.
And it seemed they were all people Ren-kun had gathered.
"Ren-kun, what is this…"
She hadn't yet fully grasped the situation. Her hand instinctively went to her daughter, Shoko's, shoulder, a protective maternal gesture amidst the bewildering gathering.
"I plan to renovate this building, so I wanted to ask for your family's opinion, Mrs. Nishimiya, and also your opinions, Rikka and Tohka."
Ren-kun looked at a few of them, his golden eyes calm and commanding. He stood at the center, his presence dominating the space like a sun holding planets in orbit.
"Renovation?"
Nishimiya Yuzuru was suspicious, her sharp eyes narrowing as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Is this building Ren-kun's?"
"I bought this building when I moved in."
Ren answered casually, as if buying real estate was as trivial as buying a soda from a vending machine.
"Then that means Ren-kun is our landlord!" Yuzuru exclaimed, the realization hitting her. The boy she had been secretly photographing and admiring was actually the owner of their home.
"Hehe, let's not talk about the landlord for now. I'm going to renovate this building. What are your thoughts?"
He was mainly asking Nishimiya Yaeko and Tohka.
They were considered the heads of their respective families. Their consent was a formality he respected, though his will was absolute.
Nishimiya Yaeko immediately stated: "I have no objections. If the rent needs to be increased, that's also fine."
She looked at Ren with eyes full of gratitude. Compared to healing Shoko's hearing—a miracle that science had deemed impossible—money was nothing.
Both the house renovation and a rent increase were minor issues. She would work three jobs if necessary to repay the kindness of this young man.
"We, we have no problem either."
Tohka gritted her teeth with mixed feelings and agreed. The stern chef and head of the Takanashi household felt a bead of sweat trickle down her temple.
The rent was indeed a bit of a burden. She worked hard in the restaurant kitchen, but supporting Rikka and maintaining their lifestyle in Tokyo wasn't cheap.
However, Ren-kun's identity made it impossible for her to refuse.
He was someone who could create a black hole and defeat world-destroying monsters. He was a being of myth and legend walking among them.
She didn't think she had the right to refuse.
She felt inexplicably nervous facing Ren-kun. His gaze felt like it could strip away her defenses—and perhaps more—leaving her bare and vulnerable.
Moreover, dozens of eyes around her seemed to be constantly scrutinizing her, making Tohka very uncomfortable. The other women… their auras were formidable.
Rikka, on the other hand, had been silent ever since she returned home that day. The Tyrant's Eye was unusually subdued.
Not only had she lost her usual energy, but even her chuunibyou remarks were gone. She wasn't seeking the Ethereal Horizon; she was staring at Ren's back with a complex mix of awe and fear.
Rikka should still be contemplating the question Ren-kun had posed earlier about the nature of her delusions versus his reality.
Returning to the present, Tohka's gaze swept over many beautiful women she barely knew. There were women with horns, women with halos, women with animal ears… it was a carnival of the supernatural.
She still spoke up to ask: "Don't we need to ask the opinions of the other tenants?"
"Tenants?"
Ren-kun turned his head and glanced around, a smirk playing on his lips.
Everyone he met eyes with had a different expression.
Some were calm, accepting their place in his world. Some blushed shyly, remembering the heat of his touch. And some, like the bold Albedo or the sultry Utaha, boldly tried to seduce him right there in the courtyard, their eyes promising unspeakable pleasures.
He couldn't help but chuckle softly: "No need to ask, they are not tenants, they are all my… women."
"Hmm?"
Tohka, the Nishimiya family, and Konomi, Kazuho, Kagayama Kaede, and others from Asahigaoka had just begun to wonder if they had misheard.
His women? All of them? The implication hung in the air, heavy and thick with musk.
Ren-kun had already raised his right hand.
He merely pointed casually.
Invisible ripples spread across the entire world. It wasn't just a spell; it was a rewriting of reality itself. The air shimmered, bending light and sound.
The next moment,
The apartment building and the surrounding ordinary green landscape in front of everyone's eyes underwent a drastic transformation.
"Wow! So beautiful!!!"
Natsumi exclaimed in shock, her eyes sparkling.
"This… how is this possible?"
Nishimiya Yaeko rubbed her eyes, then looked forward again. She felt faint. This was beyond architecture; this was divinity.
The apartment building had vanished.
What met her eyes was a massive and luxurious villa! It was a palace, a sprawling estate of white marble and gold trim, blending modern aesthetics with fantasy grandeur.
Not only that,
Looking around,
All the greenery had changed, becoming much more pleasant. The scraggly bushes were replaced by lush, manicured gardens filled with flowers that bloomed with supernatural vibrancy.
And there were also gardens, a swimming pool that glittered like a sapphire, and other scenic features that belonged in a high-end resort, not a residential district.
But the previous apartment area was definitely not this large! It defied the laws of physics and spatial geometry.
Of course.
Ren-kun had directly transformed the entire city, just for this large area. He had folded space, expanding the land without displacing the neighbors, creating a pocket dimension of luxury right in the heart of the city.
"Gulp…"
Due to her astonishment, Tohka's throat bobbed.
This magical change truly turned her brain into mush. Her spatula-wielding hands trembled.
But what she was more worried about was another matter. Reality settled in with a harsh thud.
"This… I can't afford the rent for this villa…"
A very realistic problem.
So realistic that she even pushed down the priority of Ren-kun's women and supernatural matters. The sheer opulence screamed money—money she didn't have.
A penny can stump a hero.
Tohka didn't think her meager salary could afford the villa's rent. She imagined the bill and felt her soul leave her body.
"Don't worry, the rent won't increase. After all, I'm the one who decided to renovate it on my own. Don't overthink it, let's go inside and take a look."
Ren's voice was smooth, cutting through her anxiety. He gestured for them to follow, his demeanor that of a king inviting subjects into his court.
The interior of the villa still maintained a modern decor and structure, but everything was elevated to perfection. The floors were heated marble, the lighting was soft and ambient, and the air smelled of fresh linen and expensive wood.
However, they all adhered to one point: immense space.
The entire villa had three floors.
The first floor was the daily activity area.
It included entertainment zones with massive screens, gaming setups, living rooms with sofas large enough to seat twenty people, dining rooms with banquet tables, and so on.
The size of the space could even be adjusted at will by ordinary people. A thought was all it took to expand a room for a party or shrink it for intimacy.
The second floor consisted of bedrooms.
There were many bedrooms, hundreds of them, and they also had the function of being creatable and adjustable. Each room was a suite, customized to the occupant's deepest desires.
It didn't matter how many people wanted to live there; the villa would grow to accommodate them.
The third floor was more unique.
To put it politely, it was a room for everyone to entertain themselves together.
But to speak from the heart, it was his creation of a 'silver party' room.
The walls were soundproofed to an absolute degree. The bed was not a piece of furniture but a landscape—a vast expanse of softness designed for communal pleasure. There were amenities that hinted at decadence: oversized baths, mirrored ceilings, and lighting that could set any mood from romantic to raunchy.
Many people who toured the third floor discovered Ren-kun's little scheme. The blushing faces of the Nakano quintuplets, the knowing smirk of Utaha, and the widened eyes of innocent Konomi all told the same story.
But they merely gave him a glance and tacitly accepted its existence. The atmosphere in the room was heavy with pheromones, a silent promise of nights to come where inhibitions would be left at the door.
After all, Ren-kun wasn't the only one who was hungry for that kind of satisfaction. The air crackled with a tension that was thick enough to cut—a collective desire that had been building up, waiting for a space large enough to contain it.
Everyone wanted to be satisfied, so to speak.
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