Chapter 78: Opening a Harem?

"Mashiro," Akira whispered softly as he held Mashiro in his arms.

A day had passed since Akira had killed Sorata, and his whereabouts remained unknown. Chihiro had informed the police after Akira disappeared without a word and left his phone in his room.

The police didn't show much concern, as it wasn't uncommon for people to go missing in this world. Nevertheless, they began searching for him.

Akira didn't care much about the search efforts; he had just finished an intense argument with Mashiro in bed.

"What's on your mind?" Mashiro asked wearily.

"Can I have a harem?" Akira asked bluntly, not hiding anything. "I love you, and you will always be the person I love the most, but I can't deny that I have feelings for other girls. However, if you're not comfortable with it, then let's forget this conversation."

"Sure," Mashiro agreed without hesitation, gripping Akira's dragon and saying, "I can't handle this on my own, so I wouldn't mind getting help from others to compete with you."

As Mashiro spoke, her eyes gleamed with determination. She had been enduring his advances every night, and for some reason, she felt the urge to defeat him.

"That's very straightforward," Akira murmured, a dazed expression on his face. He hadn't expected such an easy acceptance, but perhaps it was because Mashiro's father was married to three women, making it easier for her to embrace the idea.

"Be careful what you wish for, because I might lose control," Akira warned sincerely, certain that Mashiro couldn't handle it any longer.

Although Akira could easily replenish Mashiro's stamina with the full potion he acquired from Rimuru, he chose not to. The potion couldn't restore Mashiro's mental strength, which could harm her in some way, and Akira didn't want to take that risk.

"Hmm," Mashiro nodded, releasing Akira's dragon and closing her eyes to sleep. She was exhausted after hours of non-stop sexual activity.

"Good night," whispered Akira, gently kissing Mashiro's forehead before closing his eyes to sleep.

The next morning, Akira woke up early and quietly left Mashiro's side. He wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to the bathroom to take a shower, as he hadn't done so after their previous encounter.

Since it was Sunday and Akira didn't have to go to school, he took a longer shower than usual.

Feeling annoyed by staying at Sakura Sou, Akira decided to leave and go to his grandparents' house. The cramped room and Mitaka's presence made it difficult for him to feel truly comfortable or spend as much time with Mashiro as he desired.

That's why Akira chose to move to his ancestral house, an old Japanese-style mansion with few nearby residents apart from one other mansion. Moving there would also allow him to establish a magical barrier for the protection of its residents, providing an additional layer of security for Mashiro.

Moreover, the ancestral house seemed to be built on spiritual veins, allowing the Holy Grail to quickly recover lost magical power after summoning.

In short, there were numerous advantages to moving to his ancestral house rather than staying at Sakura Sou.

With these thoughts in mind, Akira finished his shower and stepped out of the bathroom wearing a white towel around his waist.

As he left the bathroom, he encountered a girl who seemed to have just woken up. She stared at him in astonishment.

Akira had a well-defined, sculpted body with smooth, firm, white skin and golden hair that reached his neck.

"...," Misumi stared at Akira's physique, feeling as though she were still dreaming.

"Good morning," Akira greeted, walking towards his room.

"Good morning," Misumi replied absentmindedly, still amazed by Akira's appearance.

"If you keep staring at me like that, I won't be able to control myself," Akira whispered, pressing Misumi against the wall.

"And what do you plan to do to me?" Misumi asked, smirking slightly after a brief surprise.

Misumi was certain that Akira had a predatory nature, but she understood that because of Mashiro, he would restrain himself from taking any action even though she was flirting with him.

"I'll do this," Akira whispered, closing the distance between them and kissing Misumi.

Misumi was taken aback by the unexpected kiss from Akira, but she didn't resist and allowed herself to enjoy it.

Akira unleashed his desires, knowing that Misumi's affections were reciprocated. He had realized his feelings for her since their time in Encrad. Misumi always brought him joy, whether it was making tea and food when he was busy planning or helping with his tasks so he could get proper rest. It may have seemed like simple gestures, but they touched his heart.

Furthermore, Misumi's behavior when she saw him with Mashiro and her attempts to seduce him confirmed her love for him. Thus, he had no hesitation in approaching her after obtaining Mashiro's approval.

Akira didn't hold back and pulled Misumi closer, pressing their bodies together. He felt her chest against his own as their tongues danced in a passionate embrace.

Misumi breathed heavily when the kiss finally ended.

"Thank you for the treat," Akira said, licking his lips and looking at Misumi. "Don't tempt me like that again."

Misumi nodded in astonishment, still feeling Akira's tongue lingering in her mouth.

Lost in her thoughts, she murmured, "I really kissed him," touching her lips absentmindedly.

Akira returned to his room, where he put on black shorts and a black summer shirt featuring a wolf print.

After getting dressed, he took out his laptop and sent the completed No Game No Life novel to Sonoko.

Once he finished sending the files, Akira placed his laptop on the table and left the room to prepare breakfast.

There was a time when Akira didn't enter the kitchen because Asuna and Misumi would prepare their own breakfast. Sometimes Chihiro would join them. His relationship with Misaki and Jin wasn't particularly close; they only exchanged occasional greetings and conversations.

However, Akira had a good rapport with Ryunosuke since she always cooked delicious food for him. She had even tried to hack into his computer but failed every time. This led to a sense of competition between them, although Akira found Ryunosuke's frustrated expressions endearing.

With these thoughts in mind, Akira reached the kitchen and opened the fridge to see what ingredients were available for breakfast.

"Let's make sandwiches," Akira decided upon seeing the contents of the fridge. Sandwiches were the perfect choice for a morning meal.

In a cheerful mood, Akira started preparing breakfast, even humming a tune from his previous life.

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