*Note: "I'm back! Sorry for the long wait between chapters, but I've been dealing with a major case of writer's block. However, after a long period of reflection, I've finally managed to get back into the swing of things! I have plenty of chapters ready to go, and the story is far from over—there's still a lot of plot and many more girls to come. If you're enjoying the ride, please leave a comment and a review!
Just one quick heads-up: to be honest, the upload frequency will vary between one chapter every day or every two days. This is because I'm currently busy translating another fic (which you should definitely check out!), and I'm also resuming work on my Pokémon and Miss Peregrine fics, which had been on hold due to a lack of time. Thanks for sticking with me!"
"One last thing: the non-canon Yuri side-story is already good to go, and I've written over eight chapters so far! As I mentioned before, this Yuri plot will take place in a parallel timeline, so it won't be considered canon. I'm adding it specifically for those who enjoy Yuri and find it exciting. If you're not a fan, no worries—since it's non-canon, you can simply skip those chapters and you won't miss anything.
The only catch is that you'll have to wait a bit longer for them. The Yuri storyline kicks off at a specific point in the main plot, so we need to reach that part of the story first to avoid confusion. To reiterate: it's non-canon, but since it contains spoilers for the main story, I can't publish those chapters until you have the proper context. Don't worry, I'll let you know when the time comes! As for the main story, it will remain Yuri-free as promised.
That's all for today! Bye-bye, and thanks for waiting!"
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Back on Earth at last.
Following the intense clash against Nemesis, our heroes finally returned home. However, things were different this time; they were accompanied by a new addition to the group. Having lost her wager against Akira, Nemesis had officially joined his harem.
Although Akira's house was becoming quite crowded, there was still enough room for a few more guests. Making space for Nemesis proved to be no trouble at all; he simply placed a portable house—fully furnished and move-in ready—right across from Momo's. Akira offered her some allowance for her personal expenses, but Nemesis declined, claiming she had no need for such things.
As a free spirit, Nemesis lived for the thrill of wandering wherever she pleased, unrestricted and unbound, usually spending her nights aboard her spaceship. Her only true belongings were stored within her smartphone—a device that, through some inexplicable miracle, had emerged from her battle with Akira without a single scratch. A remarkably sturdy piece of tech, if you ask me. Aside from her phone, she carried no luggage, as her entire wardrobe was tucked away in her personal pocket dimension.
With the logistics settled and a powerful new member added to Akira's inner circle, it was time to get back to their original plan: movie night. Despite everything that had happened, it wasn't particularly late, and since no one had to wake up early the next day, staying up for a film felt like the perfect way to unwind.
"The popcorn!" Nana suddenly blurted out.
"Oh, right. We completely forgot," Lala added with a nod.
In the heat of the moment, the errand to buy snacks had slipped everyone's mind. In fact, if Nana hadn't mentioned it, I probably wouldn't have noticed at all.
"That's on me. I forgot," I admitted.
"...It's fine. Given the circumstances, it's understandable," Nana said, though she immediately shot Nemesis a reproachful look.
Nemesis, who was currently perched on Akira's lap—drawing envious glares from everyone else in the room—caught the look instantly and simply smirked.
"Relax, Princess. I picked up some supplies as soon as we hit Earth. Even I have to eat, after all," Nemesis teased.
With a casual gesture, she reached into her pocket dimension and pulled out a mountain of snacks: chips, crackers, and cookies of every imaginable variety. There was enough to feed an army. Seeing the haul, the girls immediately dove in, grabbing their favorite treats.
"Am I forgiven?" Nemesis asked playfully.
"Forgiven! I can't even remember why I was mad in the first place!" Nana chirped, already munching on chocolate cookies. They were her favorite brand, and she was enjoying them with the pure, unbridled joy of a little girl.
"These are great!" Mikan added, snacking on a brand of chips she treated herself to every once in a while.
Momo, Kari, Yami, Dita, and even Lala joined in with enthusiasm.
"Hey... shouldn't we save the snacks for the movie?" I asked.
"There's plenty to go around! Have some!" Nana insisted, her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel, crumbs dusting the corners of her mouth.
"But..." I started. I've always been the type who prefers to wait until the opening credits roll before eating.
"Come on, have a bite," Nemesis cooed. She took a cookie, held half of it between her lips, and leaned in toward Akira.
Slightly embarrassed but clearly excited, Akira accepted the "offering," and just like that, they shared their second kiss.
"Cheater! Me too!" Kari cried out.
"Count me in as well. I've been wanting to try something that bold," Momo said, her eyes narrowing. How had she not thought of that first? Nemesis was proving to be far more cunning than she'd anticipated. Perhaps I should ask her for a few tips, she thought.
"I want to try too!" Lala exclaimed.
Yami and Dita watched Akira with longing gazes. Both were dying to join in, but they were far too shy to say it out loud.
"Kari, move! I'm going first!" Mikan demanded.
The Mikan of old would never have been so forward, but since being with Akira, her personality had shifted. She was still the same Mikan at her core, but she had become much more open about her feelings.
"I called it first!" Kari retorted.
"And what about me?!" Nana shouted, trying to elbow her way through the crowd of girls swarming Akira.
And so began an unprecedented "kissing war."
Each girl took turns claiming Akira's lips in what felt like hours to him. While the kisses were incredibly soft and pleasant—each girl having her own unique "style"—the sheer volume of them eventually took its toll. By the time they finally settled down to start the movie, poor Akira's lips were so swollen from the constant attention that he was actually in pain.
It was a life many would dream of: a harem where, despite the occasional bout of jealousy, everyone genuinely cared for one another like sisters. A literal dream life.
However, while the atmosphere here was warm and cheerful, others weren't having nearly as much fun. Take Rito, for example, who had been left behind by Mikan. She hadn't even left him dinner, only a blunt note: "I'm heading out with my friends, make your own dinner!" Rito wasn't stupid; he knew she was actually with Akira. But what could he do? Mikan seemed happier than ever, and he didn't want to be the one to ruin that for her.
Not everyone was as selfless as Rito, though. Tai, for instance, had discovered his sister was leaving and, upon asking where she was going, received a cold: "I don't have to tell you anything." Then, Kari had simply dashed off.
Tai was devastated. Since when did his little sister talk to him like that? He vowed then and there to seek justice and separate her from "that man." He knew exactly where she was headed, but Kari's words had been so sharp they left him sulking in his room to reflect on his life.
Then there was Haruka, who was still trying to untangle her thoughts.
Meanwhile, Run was in her room, fantasizing about being at Akira's house and regretting that she couldn't make it today. Her father had called, and since Ren was conveniently nowhere to be found, she was the one who had to endure a soul-crushing lecture. As she sat through the scolding, she cursed Ren's name and swore she would move out by next week, no matter what. {Note: A poor excuse by an author who forgot about her. My apologies, won't happen again, I promise.}
Haruna was at home, her mind racing about what would happen tomorrow. While she could have gone to Akira's today, she was so nervous that she chose to stay behind to mentally prepare herself.
Mikado was busy with her experiments, buried in her lab work but secretly looking forward to her date on Sunday. Who knows? Perhaps after that day, she would start visiting Akira's place more often.
And our newest arrival, Beria, was currently busy preparing for her journey to Earth, while her maid, Valea, handled the more critical logistics.
After catching up with the rest of the cast, it's time to return to our main group.
Once the "family" movie night concluded, everyone retired to their rooms. The next day was Saturday, and aside from Akira, no one had any real plans—likely a day of lounging around, watching TV, playing on their phones, or perhaps taking a walk if the weather permitted.
That said, the day's battle had been exhausting. The morning hadn't been so bad, but the afternoon... it had drained everyone. Even Nemesis was tired. You might wonder how that's possible, but she had experienced a whirlwind of emotions today, and that can tire out even the most powerful beings. A night of total relaxation was exactly what she needed to recharge.
Everyone crawled into bed and, the moment their eyes closed, they were out cold. It was such an exhausting day that for once, there was no sex in the Akira household.
The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight began to filter into the room, one might have expected to see three people in the bed: Akira in the middle, flanked by two beautiful, naked women—Lala and Nemesis. And that was the scene until about twenty minutes ago. Now, it was quite different.
Lala had woken up early and, as per her routine, noticed Akira's morning wood—his impressive member pointing toward the floor. Following her usual habit, she began a morning blowjob to help relieve his "tension."
If her father knew that Lala was giving Akira morning head on her own initiative... he would likely weep in agony. His sweet, adorable, innocent little daughter, "corrupted" by Akira! But the reality was quite the opposite. Ever since her long-dormant sexual appetite had been awakened, Lala had become incredibly proactive. When it was her turn to spend the night with him, they would go at it for hours; she had the highest stamina of all the girls. If Akira was guilty of anything, it was simply waking the giant that was Lala's libido—though some of that blame could also be placed on Peke.
As Akira's harem continued to grow, Peke's presence in the house had slowly faded. It was natural; with so many girls constantly vying for Akira's attention, Peke often ended up in the background. When Lala realized this, it made her a bit sad. Peke was her very first invention and had been by her side for years. Even now, he helped her with her clothes, but he was being eclipsed by the crowd of girls fighting for Akira's affection.
Lala decided it was time to intervene.
She didn't take long to reach a conclusion: the only reason Peke was being overlooked was because of the sheer number of beautiful women in the house. So... why not turn Peke into a beautiful woman too? That would certainly fix the visibility issue and even allow Peke to join the harem. {Note: Don't judge me; in the manga, Peke turns into a loli, so if you want to blame someone, blame the creator. Thanks.}
With that plan in mind, Lala got to work. She designed Peke's new look based on Akira's specific tastes. She also installed a device that would allow Peke to alter her body proportions and revert to her robot form at will.
Everything was almost ready. The transformation was imminent, but Lala didn't want to rush it; Peke's human form still had a few glitches that needed ironing out before the big surprise.
Peke, for her part, was stunned when she heard the proposal, but she understood Lala's intentions perfectly. It wasn't that she particularly minded being in the background, but she did feel a bit left out, so she agreed to the transformation.
As for joining the harem... well, that was a given. Although she hadn't liked him at first, she now found Akira attractive and had developed feelings for him. However, trapped in a robotic body, she knew her love could never be reciprocated. She had spent a long time watching in silence as more girls joined the harem, unable to express her true feelings because of her appearance.
That's why she accepted Lala's offer immediately. If she took on a human form, Akira would finally see her differently. Being loved by him wouldn't be an impossible dream anymore—it would be a reality.
And since Akira's tastes were quite broad, Lala had given her the ability to shift her form at will. She could become anything: a milf, a student, a teenager, a loli... the possibilities were endless! While she was technically locked into one base appearance that couldn't be fundamentally altered, Lala had crafted that look to perfectly match Akira's varied preferences.