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Chapter 166: Ambitions
🕑 Added 2020-12-01 16:06:54 +0000 UTCI’ll start with Yuriko since she asked about me first and dragged her into the plan of this surprise party. As I turned the corner, the door behind me flung open.
“Aa-chan!”
Rika’s hyper voice prompted me to turn around, and my jaw dropped. A layer of white frills over a black dress reaching her thighs, the raven stockings squeezing her legs, and a cute frilly band on her head—Rika’s maid outfit took my breath away.
She placed her left hand on her hips and posed. “Do I look okay?”
“Okay? You look marvelous. And I mean every bit of it.”
She grinned. “It’s fine then. I’mma get this finalized.”
She dashed back into her room. She already prepared my reward. Three maids together will shorten my lifespan.
I shook my head and continued my journey, this time without any hitch I arrived at Yuriko’s room. Though the door was open, I knocked once to inform. The girls always gave me room without me asking, so I respected their privacy too. I was a ‘cultured’ gentleman after all.
“Coming, dear.”
Yuriko pulled open the door, and my jaw dropped for the second time this night. The milf was donning a black suit over a formal white shirt, and matching tight pants. Her neat ponytail and the black-rimmed glasses made her look like a young woman who had just joined some company.
“I was bored, so I thought ‘Why not try some outfits a young man might like?’ and you arrived.”
Though maid outfit reigned supreme of all, roleplay like this definitely aroused me.
I walked inside and kissed her cherry red lips, the fruit of an expensive lipstick. “As much as I love your devotion, don’t we have some serious business here?”
She closed the door behind, and we sat together on the bed. I spotted a red card lying on the dressing mirror beside the bed.
“I was preparing for future birthday parties,” she sighed. “And we have a ton of them every year.”
Another of having a harem—you get to indulge in cake many many times.
“Dear, you already today is Saya-chan’s birthday?”
“Yeah, Klyscha told me. Not only that we also missed Rini’s birthday.”
“So unfortunate… it’s hard to imagine that girl is fourteen. Will she age early if this keeps on?”
(No. Her aging process will stop around twenty-one or twenty-two.)
I shook my head at Yuriko. “She’ll be fine.”
“Great. Now, how should we proceed to celebrate two cuties’ birthday?”
“I’ve planned for that already.”
“I see,” she muttered, playing with her hair. Her droopy-eyed gaze tempted me to undress her right here and now!
“I should get going. Saya also wants some attention.”
As I stood to escape, she yanked me back to the seat. My face was planted straight in her boobs emanating a fresh fragrance. Giggling, she buried me further in her boobs and stroked my hair affectionately.
“Here’s your reward for working extra hard. Rest for a little before you go.”
Her irresistible reward was bound to get me some curses from Saya. I hugged her and rubbed my face on her chest. “You are using these lethal weapons to keep me from your daughter. As I expected, my mother-in-law is pure evil.”
“Ufufu, I learned to use everything in my arsenal to my advantage. Letting my cute son-in-law fall in the hands of my tsundere daughter is a heresy.”
As expected of a perv, she knew all too well about roleplaying.
“Yuriko, have you done it with your ex?”
She patted my head. “I haven’t. This is the first time I’m trying it. It’s a lot amusing than I thought.”
“It is.”
“And Dear, when’ll we return to our world?”
That’s a question I didn’t have to think about deeply. “The next time we return, it’ll be the end of every undead… probably a year.’
“I see… then can I try my hand on some business here? I’ll still come running if Dear needs me in a fight, but I might get bored to death sitting here… I’m not saying that resting like this with the women isn’t fun. It’s just—”
I sank my teeth in her suit to cut off her rambling. “I understand. You feel hollow sitting here all day.”
It’s a phase everyone goes through after losing their job or college pass-outs hunting jobs from home. Even though they dreamed of the days they’ll be free from all duties, but once it happens for real, people feels something amiss in their heart.
“Thank you, Dear. You never disappoint me.”
“What do you have in mind?”
“Jewelry and fashion designing. Yotsuba is ready to finance everything.”
Maya was ready to help.
“Ask me if you need anything. I’ll be happy to help.”
“I’ll be struck by lightning if I ask for more now,” she sighed. “I want to build everything from the ground with others. An organization someday some of our children will inherit with their chest high.”
She was going too deep into the future. But the thought of a mini Yuriko bouncing around the employees, proclaiming herself as Young Mistress made me smile.
“Dear is somehow heavier than usual…”
I explained my new Eromancer class, its skills, and my new plan for making an avatar. She was left gaping in shock.
“So dear can accompany us here too?! That’s wonderful news!” she grabbed me by the shoulder and kissed all over my face before locking her lips with mine. “I’m ready to stay inside the dungeon for weeks.”
She sure was fired up.
“Everyone here will be super pumped. Nobody said it but we were lonely without you chirping around us twenty-four seven. If you stayed here with us, it’d be awesome!”
“I get it. I get it. So please calm down.”
“S-Sorry for getting too excited.”
I shook my head and relaxed in her bosom. My eyes grew heavy and I couldn’t resist the temptation to sleep.
*Creak*
The creaking door woke up. I found myself hugging Yuriko lying on the bed. From the corner of my eyes, I glimpsed at a pair of orange eyes flickering with crimson.
“Saya, come here.”
The clock on the wall showed 10. I sighed in relief. There was still time.
Saya tiptoed to the bed and pointed at Yuriko. “Let Mama sleep. Come to my room.”
“Okay.”
I fixed Yuriko’s head tilting too much to save her from some neck pain and draped a blanket over her.
We snuck to Saya’s room.
Saya shoved me inside the room without any lights. I spun and let my back crash into the bed.
*Click!*
She locked the door.
