A bright Monday sun shone on the city, yet the streets were relatively quiet.
This was a workday for most of the Japanese population. Adults had left for their offices, while students and university pupils filled their classrooms.
Only those in the NEET (Not in Education, Employment, or Training) category might still be confined indoors, avoiding the responsibilities of the outside world.
In certain corners, a few delinquent students skipping school could be seen, gathering in front of convenience stores or shops, leisurely smoking. They would quickly hide if a police patrol on their bicycles was spotted approaching.
With both hands tucked into his jacket pockets, Ren walked casually on the sidewalk. He observed the people passing by. What was striking was that foreign faces dominated more than local ones.
"The number of foreigners is higher than local residents. If this declining birth rate continues, it's only a matter of time before native Japanese are replaced."
His thoughts then turned to himself. A thin, satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
"People like me, who build harems and practice polygamy, should be considered to have contributed greatly to increasing the country's population."
He recalled the women he had successfully impregnated—Itsuki, Masha, Alya, Yotsuba—and was confident that number would continue to grow in the future. In his opinion, he felt he had made a real contribution to Japan's future.
His mind then planned the next steps.
"All that's left is Kikuchi Sonoka and Sonoda Umi... When is the best time to 'pluck' them?"
Ren didn't have to think for long.
"It's decided! This week, I'm going to fuck both of them!"
"Umi shouldn't be a problem. The girl is still very young and innocent. With a little persuasion, she will definitely agree to make love."
"The problem is Sonoka. She is an adult woman; her mindset is mature, unlike a high school girl like Umi."
Ren remembered that even though Sonoka was willing to engage in foreplay, she always refused penetrative sex.
"She has gently declined my invitations several times. She only wants to satisfy me with her hands and mouth."
A flash of impatience and violence crossed his eyes.
"Whatever. If Sonoka still insists on refusing, then this 'puppy love' must end immediately. I don't have much patience to conquer her heart." His tone became cold and cruel. "Don't want to? Fine, then I will turn her into an obedient woman, just like I did with Masha and Alya!"
As a Campione who had surpassed ordinary human limits, conventional morality was not an obstacle for him. He was not a hero, and never intended to be one from the start. If subtle methods didn't work, then more despicable and coercive methods were ready to be applied to achieve his goals. For him, the end result was what mattered most, not the process of achieving it.
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Besides sex, Ren also had a simpler hobby: enjoying delicious snacks.
Throughout his aimless journey, his eyes were always alert, looking for food stalls that caught his attention.
He bought warm taiyaki with sweet red cream filling, thin crepes filled with fresh fruit and cream, and savory and soft takoyaki, eaten directly from the container while walking.
As a Campione, he didn't need to worry about weight or health. His incredible body metabolism allowed him to eat to his heart's content, indulging every craving without consequences.
Ren continued walking, following wherever his feet led him, without a plan or purpose.
Until finally, he stopped in front of a familiar café. The café was Western-style, with a warm and cozy interior design.
"Coincidence or fate?"
Ren was impressed. He had no intention of coming here today.
His mind then drifted to Ichika, whom he had just left limp in the hotel room.
(I wonder what kind of expression they would show if they knew I just fucked their eldest sister all night.)
It was just a brief fantasy. He didn't plan to leak that secret—at least, not now.
Ren lightly patted both his cheeks, as if to chase away any overly satisfied and confident expression that might be visible. In an instant, his face changed into the innocent expression of an inoffensive high school student inexperienced in life. With his new persona, he pushed the café door open and entered.
*DING-DING!*
The bell above the door chimed, announcing his arrival.
"Welcome—" The greeting voice suddenly stopped, turning into a flat and unenthusiastic tone. "Oh, it's you, Rokuhara."
Standing behind the counter, Nino greeted him with a frown and an unfriendly look.
"Nino, don't discriminate against customers." Scolded Miku, who was cleaning a nearby table. She then turned towards Ren with a sincere, warm smile. "Ren, welcome."
Ren returned Miku's smile and sat on a stool in front of the bar counter. His eyes scanned the café.
The place was quite crowded, filled with several male customers who seemed to be office workers having lunch.
As fellow men, Ren could immediately guess their hidden motives.
The main attraction of this café was not the taste of its food—which was actually quite standard and no different from ordinary restaurants—but the managers themselves: Nakano Miku and Nakano Nino.
These two twin sisters had long graduated from their high school uniforms. They were now beautiful and charming young adult women, at the peak of their feminine allure. For the adult male customers, even the middle-aged ones, the presence of Miku and Nino was like a magnet.
They came hoping to flirt a little or at least enjoy the beautiful scenery while having coffee and sandwiches, fantasizing that one day one of these beautiful girls might become their wife.
"Hey, Rokuhara. It's still school hours, why are you here? Don't tell me you're skipping." Nino said in a teasing tone, her hands busy cleaning glasses.
Ren just smiled casually. "Yup, Nino-san's guess is correct. Sometimes I find the school atmosphere boring, so I want to find a new atmosphere here."
"If Itsuki finds out you're skipping school, she definitely won't be happy."
Indeed, Nino's impression of Ren had improved slightly after learning his identity as a Campione and witnessing his actions in the Prime War against the alien threat.
But!
That absolutely did not change the fact that her youngest sister, Itsuki, was impregnated by this man! As an older sister, Nino found it difficult to be fully charitable toward the man who, in her eyes, had ruined her sister.
Back in high school, she might have been attracted to a delinquent, but not to the extent of impregnating a homeroom teacher!
"Ren must have his own reasons. Don't judge him so harshly, Nino."
"Miku, why are you always defending him? Is he your husband or something?"
Miku only smiled faintly, not answering Nino. She then turned to Ren.
"What would you like to order, Ren?"
"Miku-san's sandwich and a non-coffee drink." Ren answered politely.
"Nino, you prepare the drink, I'll make the sandwich." Miku divided the task.
"Fine."
Reluctantly, Nino began to prepare the equipment to make the drink.
The two twin sisters were then busy with their respective tasks behind the counter.
Resting his chin on his hand, Ren observed them intently.
(The figures of both of them are now far more captivating than during their high school days.)
His eyes traced Miku and Nino's matured curves. Their full breasts and ample behinds looked very alluring in their aprons. Bodies like that were perfect for childbearing.
Ren had fucked three of the Nakano quintuplets: Ichika with her passion, the obedient Yotsuba, and the innocent Itsuki.
He knew their body shapes were basically similar, with slight variations. He had to admit, all five of them inherited their mother's genes that gave them all extraordinary physical appeal.
Not long after, Miku approached with a plate containing a fresh and neat sandwich. "Here is your order, Ren."
Nino followed behind her, placing a cold glass of orange juice on the table. "The drink."
"Thank you." Ren took one part of the sandwich and bit into it. The taste of the soft bread, fresh vegetables, and just-right filling made him nod. "Delicious. Miku-san's sandwiches are always perfect."
Miku blushed at the compliment. "I'm glad you like it."
Standing beside her, Nino only snorted softly. But Ren didn't miss the opportunity. "Nino-san's drink is also very refreshing. The taste is just right, not too sweet."
Nino was surprised, then looked down slightly, trying to hide her slightly softened expression.
"Well, it's just ordinary juice."
Although still annoyed, the sincere compliment still felt pleasant.
Ren continued to eat his food calmly, while secretly planning in his heart when and how he would add these two twin sisters to his growing harem collection.