Chapter Thirteen: The Well-Loved Bathhouse Scene... and What Came After

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(Before I write the bath scene, let me make one thing clear—if I don't include the bathroom, will you all gang up on me...?)

Before we enter the bathroom scene, I must state solemnly: My team doesn't need Paladins or Shadow Priests!!! Both must perish!!!

Now, with that out of the way.

In the spacious family bathroom, faced with four women whose figures were beyond breathtaking, Shiki Ryogi felt her short blade was growing restless. No, don’t get the wrong idea—it simply meant she was itching to poke a few holes in them.

Shiki, whose appearance was already somewhat androgynous, also had a body that was, shall we say, less than remarkable. It must be tough for you, Shiki, to show up in a work famed for its voluptuous cast.

Thanks to the summoning link, Hao Ren could almost sense the palpable resentment emanating from Shiki Ryogi. Don't cry, Shiki. Hao Ren quietly clenched his fist, cheering her on.

Rei Miyamoto and Shizuka Marikawa were soaking in the bathtub, while Shizuka’s terrifyingly soft assets floated entirely atop the water’s surface.

Shiki Ryogi thought resentfully: if she activated her Mystic Eyes, could she tap them lightly and separate those two masses of fat?

Incidentally, all the women’s sensitive areas were shielded by “Iron Wall Bubbles” (the author was in tears watching this part in the anime).

Rei Miyamoto, not to be outdone, began kneading the school nurse’s twin coconuts, while Shizuka responded with moans indistinguishable from those in an adult video.

On the other side, Saeko Busujima and Saya Takagi were harmoniously splashing cold water at each other, competing to see whose reaction was more alluring. Saya’s response was typical—a scream. Saeko, however, was the perfect mature woman: first curling up, lips slightly parted, then emitting a deep, seductive sound from her throat.

Come on, don’t do this. Poor Shiki in the corner was almost reduced to ashes.

The old saying holds true—those without envy those who have. Policemen without guns envy those who are armed.

“Looks like they’re having fun down there,” Takashi Komuro said longingly.

“Should we stick to our agreement and go peep?” Hirano, wielding the sacred sword of physics—a crowbar—was fiddling with the cabinet, irresponsibly suggesting.

“I’d rather not die,” Takashi said, aware of his limits.

Hao Ren noted that Shiki could dispatch each of them with a single stroke—it wouldn’t even take three seconds.

“One, two, three!” The cabinet was pried open.

It was Hao Ren’s first time seeing real guns; the previous revolver didn’t count.

Hirano’s face twisted into a demonic grimace upon seeing the firearms inside the cabinet. It was as if he’d been possessed.

American-made Springfield automatic rifle (M1A1), AR-10A4 rifle modified into a Knight SR-25 semi-automatic sniper rifle, Ithaca M37 shotgun, Ball Nightcat C5 crossbow...

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What are you planning to do, Rika Nanami? Listening to Hirano’s explanations, Hao Ren felt immense pressure.

“Achoo!” Rika Nanami, far away at the airport, took a hit.

Takashi Komuro played with an unloaded gun, pointing it at Hirano.

“Even if it’s unloaded, don’t point it at people,” Hirano said, sweating nervously.

“Are they the only things I can point at?” Takashi’s mood darkened. “If only things could be solved so easily.”

“It’s useless. Things will only get worse,” Hirano’s expression grew more twisted. “In this war, there’s neither peaceful negotiation nor surrender.”

“It only stops when one side is completely wiped out,” Hao Ren said as he left the room.

Ishii was already asleep in the corner, utterly inconspicuous.

As Hao Ren walked, he glanced at his task list and found the main quest reward had already been granted. That made it eight LP points now. The follow-up quest hadn't triggered yet—apparently, it was still too early.

Sneaking downstairs, Hao Ren opened the fridge, pulling out a few cans of drinks and then retrieving a small plastic bottle that had been stored for ages.

A prop found in the Fujimi Academy office desk—a powerful aphrodisiac.

Hao Ren no longer wanted to comment on it. That school’s teachers were truly extraordinary, male and female alike.

Item: “Powerful Aphrodisiac” forces anyone who consumes it to go into heat for a period and attack creatures nearby (regardless of race or gender). The duration depends on dosage—takes effect in five minutes. Contains 100 grams; 1 gram induces one hour of heat.

Such a sinister item, especially with that “regardless of race or gender”—Hao Ren’s mind conjured up images of the chief distributing sweets.

Having just dosed the openings of four cans with the drug, Hao Ren saw the girls emerging from the bathroom. Rei Miyamoto said she was going upstairs to find Takashi Komuro, so Hao Ren naturally handed her the four cans.

Watching Rei ascend with the drinks, Hao Ren smiled slyly.

Each can had about five grams smeared on. After drinking, who knows if the three men and one woman upstairs would be harmonious.

Three busty beauties, evidently not wearing underwear, surrounded Hao Ren.

“What do you want?” Hao Ren assumed a defensive stance.

“Sato, isn’t there something you should be honest with us about?” Saeko Busujima, using an apron to cover her chest for lack of suitable clothes, spoke up.

“Yes, that’s right.” Hao Ren nodded. “Let’s move away from the staircase so those upstairs don’t overhear.”

The five of them (awkward, I know) entered a guest room on the first floor and locked the door.

Shiki Ryogi, in her kimono, sat lifelessly beside Hao Ren, who wisely asked nothing.

He glanced at the other three’s outfits. Saeko Busujima: lace panties and apron. Saya Takagi: cute top and ultra-short shorts. Shizuka Marikawa: bath towel...

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For the virgin Hao Ren, his lower half’s short sword was nearly impossible to conceal.

To distract himself, Hao Ren began confessing to the trio.

“This makes no sense!” Saya Takagi reacted most strongly after hearing Hao Ren’s explanation.

“This really is hard to believe,” Saeko Busujima said, fingers to her chin, lost in thought.

“Kouji-kun, you’re amazing!” Shizuka—did you really understand?

“Knowing I was created is a bit overwhelming, but after contracting with you, I suppose I’ll become a real existence, right?” Saeko suddenly said something that shocked Hao Ren.

“I think so. It’s my first game, so I’m not entirely sure,” Hao Ren admitted, embarrassed.

“So, my mom and dad—are they fake?!” Saya Takagi struggled to accept it.

“No, it’s not an illusion for you.” Hao Ren grew serious, gripping Saya’s shoulders. “Have your memories for the past ten years been fake? No, they’re real. For you, living here, this is reality. Don’t let my words shake your own judgment. Aren’t you a genius?”

“Yes, that’s right. I am a genius,” Saya murmured, gradually regaining composure.

“I’ve decided. I want to sign a contract with you,” Saya said firmly.

“No regrets?” Hao Ren had to confirm.

“Regret? Not at all. After what you said, I might get to meet historical figures in some game scenario someday. How could I pass up a chance like that?” Saya’s eyes gleamed with intelligence.

“I’ll get to spar with more experts, fight without burdens,” Saeko said, strong violent tendencies nearly forgotten.

“I don’t have any close family anyway, so I’ll follow Kouji-kun,” Shizuka declared, surprisingly straightforward.

“Shiki, you should sign a contract too,” Hao Ren tugged at Shiki Ryogi’s sleeve.

“I refuse.” Shiki, reminded of magical girl transformations, rejected instantly.

“Ahem, Shiki, this contract might change your figure,” Hao Ren whispered in her ear.

Shiki trembled all over—clearly struck. Just how much trauma did you suffer in the bathroom, Shiki?

“Alright, since you’ve all decided, I won’t be stubborn either.” Hao Ren stood, extending his left hand to the four: “Kenpfer Contract!”

Instantly, four beams of red light enveloped the women.