Natsue was standing outside the room. Hearing the sound, her face flushed red all the way to her ears in an instant, as if it had been scorched by fire. She hurriedly and frantically turned her head away, whispering under her breath, "How can they... be doing this kind of thing in broad daylight... This child is simply too unrestrained."
"Doing what in broad daylight?"
Suddenly, a playful voice rang out. Immediately after, the door opened with a creak, and a completely naked Kenji walked out slowly from the room. A wicked smirk hung on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of provocation.
Seeing Kenji like this, Natsue's eyes widened instantly, and she cried out in panic, "Eh! You, you, you... Put your clothes on quickly! Natsuka will see you!"
As she spoke, she frantically covered her eyes with her hands, yet she couldn't help but steal a glance through the gaps between her fingers.
Kenji smiled nonchalantly, spread his hands, and said, "Natsuka, she's already fainted from pleasure, you know. She'll probably be asleep for a while~"
As he spoke, he took a large stride forward, pulled Natsue into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Hey, Natsue-wife, Natsuka hasn't satisfied me yet. Why don't you, her mother, handle the rest?"
His voice was low and full of Charm, possessing an irresistible magic.
"Ngh—"
Natsue let out a soft, coquettish moan, her body instantly becoming soft and weak, completely unable to resist Kenji's passion.
When she saw Kenji's fiery and massive 'evil beast,' a strange desire surged in her heart, as if a voice was constantly bewitching her, making her want to swallow it whole.
Without putting up any resistance, Natsue was pulled along by Kenji, stumbling as they reached the master bedroom.
With a forceful shove, Kenji threw Natsue onto the soft, large bed, then immediately pressed himself down on her, his hands wandering wantonly over her body.
"Hey, Natsue, let's make a baby. Let's see who gets pregnant first, you or Natsuka~"
Kenji whispered softly in Natsue's ear, his tone filled with anticipation and excitement.
Kenji had only one thought in his mind.
And that was to have fun.
The night in the countryside was quiet. Everything around was peaceful and serene, without the noisy neon lights of the city or the colorful entertainment activities to pass the long night.
After dinner, Kenji called Kanako and the others in Tokyo. They spent quite a while being lovey-dovey on the phone before reluctantly hanging up.
Having slept in the afternoon, Natsuka was now as full of energy as a happy little deer.
She kept thinking about the goal of "working hard to get pregnant," so she pestered Kenji again, starting a passionate and fiery battle.
However, Natsuka's stamina was limited after all, while Kenji had the "Never Defeated in a Hundred Battles" skill, giving him an astonishing amount of energy.
After just three rounds, Natsuka was already panting for breath, slumped on the bed like a puddle of soft mud, gasping heavily with fine beads of sweat covering her forehead.
"dear... you're so amazing. As expected, just me alone... is not enough to satisfy you... I'm sorry, dear, for not being able to let you enjoy yourself fully tonight."
Natsuka spoke weakly, her eyes filled with apology.
"No need to apologize to me, baby."
Kenji gently stroked Natsuka's hair, which was dampened by sweat, his eyes full of tenderness. However, in his heart, he was struggling with how to tell Natsuka that he had already gotten his hands on her mother.
Although the "Submissive Lust Sigil" was in effect and Kenji knew that no quarrels would break out in his harem, the idea of a mother and daughter serving the same husband was still shocking to normal people. He was worried Natsuka might not be able to accept it.
Just as Kenji was hesitating on how to speak, Natsuka seemed to see through his thoughts and suddenly said, "dear, what do you think of my mother? Mother is a great beauty too. Why doesn't Kenji-kun take her into the harem as well?"
Kenji was stunned for a moment, then asked with a mix of surprise and trepidation, "Really? You don't mind?"
Natsuka pouted and pretended to be angry, saying, "As expected, Kenji-kun is a big bad guy. Kanako-sister also told me that Kenji-kun wanted to meet her mother, Auntie Morikawa Kaede. Speaking of which, Auntie Morikawa Kaede is also a great beauty; Kanako-sister showed me photos. Kenji-kun is such a hentai, you want to take both of our mothers for yourself, don't you? I was wondering why Mother suddenly seemed younger today, and I noticed those cosmetics and skincare products hadn't been used when I was tidying up. It turns out she's already been bullied by you, Kenji-kun... Hmph! I should have guessed it during lunch!"
Kenji chuckled and scratched his head, saying, "Hehe, you caught me~"
Kenji hadn't expected his intentions to be so obvious.
He had been seen through by Natsuka just like that?
He couldn't help but marvel at how smart this girl was.
"But it's okay," Natsuka said, proactively leaning in for a kiss. Her lips pressed softly against Kenji's as she murmured indistinctly, "As long as dear can love us forever, Natsuka will be satisfied."
Kenji held Natsuka dotingly, as if protecting a gentle little kitten, his eyes full of love.
"Of course, Natsuka, I will always love you. In the future, we will have many, many children, and we will be happy forever and ever!" Kenji said solemnly.
"Mhm, go on then, you big bad guy! Mother is next door; she must be listening with an itching heart!"
Natsuka winked mischievously and said with a smile.
With such an opportunity, why would Kenji have any reason not to do it?
He stood up directly, pushed open the door, and strode into Natsue's room next door. At a glance, he saw Natsue pretending to be asleep on the bed.
He gave a light laugh, picked Natsue up in a princess carry, and then carried her to Natsuka's room.
"Eh!? Fū... Kenji-kun! This won't do! Natsuka... how could she!?"
Natsue was startled by this sudden turn of events and cried out, her face full of bashfulness and panic.
"Natsue-wife, the spring night is short. Let's indulge in pleasure together~" Kenji said with a wicked smile.
"Mother, come and enjoy this with us~"
Natsuka also leaned down and proactively started kissing her mother.
While being kissed by her own daughter, Natsue was also being pressed down by her daughter's boyfriend, constantly letting out soft moans.
"Why... why is it like this... Ah ha—"
At this moment, her last bit of reason and morality was completely kneaded and crushed in the fiery atmosphere of tonight!
...Speaking of which, if time were turned back, Natsuka would definitely have found it impossible to accept such a deviant thing as a mother and daughter serving the same husband.
Back then, she had normal and firm moral values, instinctively resisting such things that violated ethics.
However, during this period, Kenji's constant infusions, combined with the intertwined effects of several skills, caused Natsuka's heart to be like a slowly eroding dam, gradually becoming distorted.
Her inner world was gradually filled by Kenji, as if he were the entire meaning of her life. As for other things like ethics, morality, or the eyes of the world, she had completely thrown them to the back of her mind and no longer cared.
It was just like someone deeply addicted to drugs; the addiction follows them like a shadow, constantly gnawing at their reason. To pursue that ultimate pleasure, even if they face the tragic situation of a broken home or being abandoned by everyone, they would not hesitate and would willingly sink into it.
The current Natsuka was exactly like that. In her eyes, there was now only Kenji's tall and charming figure; everything else had become blurred.
And Natsue, within this whirlpool, would also find it hard to escape.
Sooner or later, she would become like Natsuka, gradually sinking under Kenji's crotch beneath his endless Charm and methods, becoming another member of this harem.
This was the astonishing power of the Harem King!
The night of ultimate pleasure came to an end.
After a whole night of Kenji's careful "moisturizing," the 37-year-old housewife Shinomiyako Natsue now looked no different from a young girl in her early twenties.
Although Natsue's natural foundation was very good and she looked young, years of farm work, time, and sun exposure had still left some traces on her face. Her skin was a bit yellowish, and there were some fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
But after this night of nourishment, her skin had become supple, as if it could produce water with a pinch. It was white with a healthy rosy glow, and those annoying wrinkles had vanished without a trace. Her whole being seemed to have undergone a transformation, radiating a brand-new brilliance.
Even Natsue herself was shocked by the radiant reflection in the mirror when she got up to do her makeup the next morning, her heart full of disbelief.
The power of "Seed-Planting Blessing" was just that magical. The more times it was done and the older the subject, the more significant the effect.
For young girls in their prime like Natsuka and Reina, the changes in appearance were naturally much less, so it was more about eternal youth and staying away from illnesses.
"How is it, Natsue? Being my wife doesn't wrong you, does it?"
Kenji silently came up behind Natsue, gently kissing her earlobe. One hand tenderly stroked her slightly bulging lower abdomen, while the other mischievously reached under her white dress, gently kneading her full breasts.
"I wonder when you'll get pregnant. It would be such a pity for such large breasts not to have milk~" Kenji teased with a wicked smile.
"Bad guy! Hmph~"
Natsue gave Kenji a coquettish slap, but her face revealed the bashful posture of a young girl.
After the intimate experience of mother and daughter serving Kenji together last night, the second time was much easier. Natsue's heart had opened up a lot, and she had accepted this way of life.
"Let's go. Everything is ready, so let's head back to Tokyo. A specialized construction team will take over this place later."
"Mhm~ I'll listen to you, darling~"
Natsue responded gently, leaning against Kenji.
After returning to Tokyo, Kenji quickly and properly arranged everything for Natsue. He also kept his word. Using his connections and capital as a 'Capitalist,' he found someone to purchase all the land in the village.
As for the few families originally living on that land, Kenji also gave them extremely generous relocation conditions.
In the suburbs of a nearby city, each family received a spacious and comfortable detached house. The surroundings were beautiful, transportation was convenient, and the living facilities were very complete.
Relying on Kenji's powerful abilities as a Capitalist, the government directly sent professional personnel to handle the relocation and mediation work.
The entire process was efficient and harmonious. There was no situation like those long-delayed 'nail houses' found domestically.
As for that Tanaka, Kenji also gave him some'special care.' He definitely wouldn't have a good time in the future.
After solving the land and resident relocation issues, Kenji invited well-known designers and an experienced engineering team to begin the meticulous design and construction of the nearby area.
However, these were all part of the subsequent planning. After all, building an entire resort villa was no easy task. From the repeated revisions of the design blueprints to the control of every detail during the construction process, it would take a lot of time and energy. It would take at least a year for the entire house to be completed, so Kenji would have to wait patiently for a long time.
Today was Monday, and Kenji had returned once again to his peaceful school life.
The freshman test he had bet on with Katsuko Kurose arrived on schedule, just like a set clock.
This high school was a key high school in Tokyo, holding multiple eye-catching honors within the city and even nationwide.
In such an institution, the intensity of internal competition was far beyond that of ordinary high schools.
While it wasn't exaggerated to the point of having a small test every three days and a big test every five days, the weekly quizzes and monthly large-scale exams were enough to keep students in a constant state of academic tension.
And this entrance test happened to be the quiz for this week.
For Kenji, he had full confidence. Having the memories of his past life, those high school subjects were like marks already engraved in his mind, clear and profound.
He believed that in terms of studying, no one could surpass him. This was his unique confidence as a transmigrator!
An exam is a war that begins before even picking up the pen!
In this top-tier Tokyo high school, no student was indifferent to their grades.
Because it concerned not only their personal honor and future but also involved the families and corporations behind them.
Here, the competition over grades was not just a simple contest of intelligence; it also involved the collection and use of information, the expansion and utilization of connections, the support and guarantee of financial resources, and even psychological maneuvering.
"I didn't review at all. You know me, I've been playing games lately."
In the classroom, a student spoke with feigned ease.
This was a lie!
According to an insider, the person who just spoke had been soaking in the library for the past few days, frantically looking up various exercises in an attempt to get good grades on the exam.
"Did you hear? The scope of this exam isn't large; it seems to be just the stuff from the entrance exam."
Another student said mysteriously.
This was a lie!
In fact, the person who just spoke hadn't received any reliable news about the exam scope at all. He was simply spreading rumors, trying to interfere with other students' mindsets and cause them anxiety and unease.
Amidst all this storm, Kenji remained unmoved.
He yawned boredly, a hint of nonchalance in his eyes, as if this exam were of no importance to him.
Anyway, he already knew the high school knowledge by heart. Before the exam, he had even specifically flipped through the books for a quick browse. To him, it was just an exam; there was no problem at all.
The exam lasted the whole morning. When the last subject was finished, the atmosphere in the class changed subtly again.
After eating lunch in the cafeteria, as soon as Kenji walked into the classroom in the afternoon, he saw students slumped in their seats as if their souls had been sucked out, looking utterly despondent.
"What happened?" Kenji asked curiously.
A female student sitting nearby lay on her desk, let out a long sigh, and said weakly, "I thought my composite score would be at least a B, but once the scores come out at noon, I'll probably be at a C. Which means the bottom half of the grade..."
The situation for others was mostly the same; everyone was worried about their performance on this exam.
However, there were still a few students in the classroom who were not affected by the exam.
There was the honor student Shiina Chizuru, who was leisurely drinking juice; the class president Shiraishi Rika, who was still immersed in her world of books; and Shinomiya Natsuha, whose face was beaming with excitement.
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