"So... these are Shizuku Yaegashi and Kaori Shirasaki. My girlfriends."
Suzuki sat in the middle of the plush couch, formally introducing everyone. He gestured to the petite blonde sitting beside him. "And this is Yue. Also my woman."
"...How did you meet her? I mean... how did you meet him, Yue-san?" Kaori looked at Yue with genuine bewilderment.
Where exactly were they? If Suzuki had met Yue on the surface, in a bustling city or a guild hall, it would have been completely understandable. But this was the bottom of an abyssal dungeon, surrounded by nothing but lethal monsters and ancient magic!
Suzuki didn't answer immediately, even though it was an easy enough story to tell. Instead, he looked over at Yue, whose expression was utterly resolute. "Do you want to tell them?"
"Yeah."
"Are you sure that's okay?"
"Yes," Yue nodded firmly. "If that is what it takes to stand by your side, then I will tell them."
Her past was a dark, agonizing wound, yet her present was a treasure she refused to let go of—and naturally, she wanted to secure their future, too. However, she knew that future was heavily determined by the two young women sitting across from her.
Yue could clearly see how deeply Suzuki cared for Kaori and Shizuku. She didn't mind it. She had known from the very beginning that he had lovers, yet she had decided to make her move anyway, fully prepared for the consequences. So, sitting face-to-face with them for the first time, she felt no nervousness, no fear, and no ugly desire to monopolize him.
Instead, she simply wanted them to accept her. She knew it was selfish, especially since she was the latecomer, but she also understood their importance. Others might think Shizuku and Kaori weren't worthy of him, but Yue knew better. These two were his anchors. They were the ones who had supported him when he was still weak, giving him the foundation to become the man strong enough to pull her out of that hellish abyss. Without them, she might have spent another three hundred years in the dark, convinced her torment would last forever.
Because of that, Suzuki was her everything.
Suzuki, however, had to admit that Yue was putting him on a massive pedestal. He really wasn't the heroic, grand figure everyone thought he was.
In his mind, the situation was remarkably simple: Shizuku, Kaori, and Yue were all incredibly beautiful women. All he really wanted to do was hold them close, bury his hardened object deep inside them, and release his everything while hugging them tight.
...
Yes, Suzuki knew his thoughts were crass. He was a bastard, sure, but at least he was an honest one. Don't act like any other guy in his position wouldn't be thinking the exact same thing!
Yet, to his immense surprise, the two girls accepted Yue effortlessly.
"You have been through so much, Yue-san..."
"It's a miracle you two found each other..."
Kaori and Shizuku were already weeping as Yue finished recounting the tale of her uncle's betrayal and her agonizing three-hundred-year imprisonment.
If Suzuki hadn't appeared, what would have happened to her?
Even if Suzuki and Yue had been playing all sorts of perverted, stress-relieving games together in the labyrinth, Shizuku and Kaori couldn't bring themselves to be angry. They intimately understood how crushing the stress of living in Tortus was. If they didn't have someone like Suzuki to support them and help them release their own tension, they knew they would have mentally broken a long time ago.
"...Is it really fine for me to be with him?" Yue asked, genuinely dumbfounded.
Was it really going to be this easy? Did they not love him enough to be jealous?
No, she quickly realized. It was precisely because they loved him that they were so understanding.
Even though Suzuki brushed off the dungeon as "easy," they knew better. He was the only one who knew the true difficulty of navigating the abyss solo. (Granted, Suzuki knew it really wasn't as hard as they imagined, but he smartly kept his mouth shut. Explaining how easy it was would either make them think he was lying to spare their feelings, or make them resentful that his solo training trip was basically a vacation).
Even without them saying a word, Suzuki could see the deep exhaustion clinging to Shizuku and Kaori. It had been a while since they had visited the penthouse. Surrounded by the watchful, unstable eyes of their untrustworthy classmates on the surface, finding a moment to slip away was nearly impossible.
They didn't trust anyone else, and they desperately wanted to stay by Suzuki's side at all times. But they also knew he needed to build his power in secret, so they had forced themselves to endure the anxiety. Now, after holding back for so long, they couldn't wait another second.
"Hey."
Suzuki was startled as Shizuku and Kaori suddenly lunged forward, hugging him at the exact same time. They buried their faces into his chest, clinging to him in desperate, silent relief.
"It's fine. I'm here. I will be returning soon," Suzuki said gently, rubbing their backs. He knew this wasn't the time for logic; it was the time for feelings. Women often just needed someone to lean on—a sense of absolute security, a place where they could act vulnerable and know their man would take care of them.
"Really? You're coming back with us?" Kaori asked eagerly, looking up with red, tear-moistened eyes.
"Of course. I've completely cleared this dungeon. It's time to return to the surface."
"Is that safe? Didn't you want to keep your true strength hidden?" Shizuku asked, her pragmatic side showing. She wanted him to take his time and focus on the long game.
"I have a plan. You two don't need to worry about a thing."
"Then, it's fine," they chimed in unison.
As long as Suzuki had a plan, their trust in him was unconditional.
"But before we worry about any of that..."
Without a shred of warning, Kaori quickly unbuttoned her pajamas, letting the fabric fall away to reveal her smooth, pale skin wrapped tightly in extremely lewd, sheer pink lingerie.
"...What exactly are you doing?" Suzuki asked, momentarily speechless. His body, however, was immediately honest.
Shizuku let out a long, resigned sigh, while Yue just stared in sheer disbelief.
Among all the girls, Kaori possessed the purest, most innocent face—like a literal angel who wouldn't hurt a fly. Yet somehow, behind closed doors, she was the absolute naughtiest of them all.
Unable to control herself any longer, Kaori shoved him back onto the plush carpet, instantly straddling his waist so he couldn't escape.
"I have been so stressed these past few days," she whispered. Her eyes gleamed with a dangerous, lustful light as she ground her hips against his hardening lap. "Now... comfort me, okay?"
"..."
Suzuki was at a loss for words for a split second, but remembering his Ambrosia-enhanced, limitlessly regenerating body, all fear evaporated.
However, Kaori wasn't alone. Shizuku was just as dangerously pent-up, and Yue, seeing the situation unfold, quickly decided to join the fun, knowing full well it was impossible to defeat him in a one-on-one battle.
One against three.
It was a devastating boss battle that would physically shake the very foundations of the penthouse—but it was a challenge Suzuki eagerly accepted!