"So, I am definitely not your father."
Having had his doubts cleared by the World Will, Ryuji spoke with conviction.
"Therefore, I don't believe a word you say. If you don't explain why you broke into my house, I'll lock you in the basement too, and have you bear me a real daughter!"
Ryuji pointed directly at Chibiusa's face, stating his terms bluntly.
He didn't know why the character who should be a child in the anime appeared before him directly in a adult form, and a very pretty one at that. But that didn't stop Ryuji from thinking with his "Wisdom Root."
After all, now that he knew she truly wasn't his daughter, but rather a Sailor Moon born from Usagi Tsukino's power and some confluence of fate, her act of breaking into his basement classified her as an intruder!
So Ryuji felt entirely justified in his threat!
"Wow, you're so perverted! You'd actually make a move on a girl who calls you Daddy?"
Fujiko, still in Ryuji's arms, couldn't help but speak. She really didn't expect that Ryuji would do something like this!
"You'll be calling me Daddy too in a bit!"
Ryuji retorted without hesitation, giving Fujiko's butt a sharp smack. Fujiko immediately let out a moan, even felt her pussy getting wet.
It couldn't be helped. The sounds of the other girls moaning over the past few days had been so intense, she'd been itching to have sex. She was a normal woman, okay?!
So her body was already in prime condition!
"Mmm, okay..."
Fujiko's eyes became seductive slits as she stroked Ryuji's chest, feeling the powerful pectoral muscles. She couldn't resist giving one a pinch, and her hand drifted down towards his crotch.
Ryuji casually swatted her hand away, thinking to himself that "fast food" was just "fast food," lacking any semblance of restraint.
Meanwhile, Chibiusa was practically fuming with rage!
"I'm telling Mom about this!!"
Chibiusa was truly furious. Ryuji's act of openly making such lewd remarks in front of his daughter was simply unacceptable! She completely lost her composure and yelled at Ryuji.
"Scum! Deviant! Dad is a huge pervert! I hate you the most! I don't care about you anymore! I'm going to find Mom! I'll tell her you're a massive pervert! A creep who gets turned on by his own daughter!"
After saying this, Chibiusa snorted coldly. Moonlight shimmered around her body, and in the next moment, Ryuji clearly sensed the fluctuation of spatial power. But just as he tried to grasp it, Chibiusa's figure vanished.
Looking at the spatial ripples where Chibiusa had disappeared, Ryuji clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Tch, teleportation is always so damn convenient."
He really, really wanted a teleportation spell of his own!
But just then, Fujiko's hand caressed Ryuji's cheek. She slid her other hand between her own legs, rubbed gently for a moment, then pulled it out, showing Ryuji the glistening moisture on her fingers.
"Mmm, your daughter's gone. Can we continue now? Big Sister has many appointments... If I don't get some jewels and adventure soon, I'll wither away and die."
She had truly had enough of these days without jewelry. Stuck in the basement, even though the food was delicious, she wanted the beach, luxury goods, the envious gazes of others, and thrilling adventures. Being treated like a house cat was unbearable for her.
"Well, of course..."
Ryuji subconsciously wanted to agree. He was feeling unsatisfied today, and Fujiko was clearly in a state of desperate need. It seemed like a perfect match.
But just as Ryuji slipped his hand inside Fujiko's clothes, a crucial thought suddenly struck him.
Chibiusa had gone to find Usagi. So, would Usagi still be in the mood for training today?
And he and Fujiko would need at least five hours. Judging by the woman's utterly seductive state, it was absolutely going to take that long!
So...
While Fujiko stared in utter bewilderment, a mass of water swiftly enveloped her, solidifying into hard ice.
"Don't think I don't know you're just trying to stop me from going after that girl. This is your punishment. Cool your desires down properly," Ryuji pretended to be indifferent and spoke.
Fujiko was dumbfounded. It was true, she had been trying to distract Ryuji from pursuing the girl, who clearly seemed naive and would be utterly helpless against him.
But being frozen like this... while her desires might temporarily subside, they would only return more fiercely next time!
Fujiko struggled frantically, trying to say something, but the moment she opened her mouth, Ryuji stuffed a mantou (steamed bun) into it, muffling her protests into helpless "mmph" sounds.
The Miyano sisters, who had been watching the show from the living room, raised their eyebrows. When Ryuji looked over, Shiho was the first to raise her hand.
"Don't worry, I'm not like her. I have no intention of escaping."
Shiho said with a serious expression. She had clearly understood what just happened and was increasingly convinced that Ryuji and his... household... were existences her organization absolutely could not afford to provoke lightly.
Unless the organization could mobilize an entire armored army group within Japan, sending any number of agents would be futile.
Just the spatial teleportation technology the girl had displayed placed her organization in a completely different league.
"Moreover, that girl just said I was one of her many mothers. So I assume you must care about us to some extent. And in your mind, I should be well-behaved, unlike Ms. Mine here, who only ended up being labeled a 'pet'." Shiho pointed at the still-struggling Fujiko.
Unlike Fujiko, while she also didn't want to stay in the basement anymore, she had already abandoned any thought of leaving.
Before Chibiusa demonstrated her spatial jump ability, she hadn't believed in time travel. But after witnessing it, she had no choice but to believe.
And even if it wasn't time travel, but something like an illusion, it still meant the Black organization absolutely lacked the capability to pose a threat to Ryuji and his circle.
Fujiko, however, writhed and mumbled in protest against what she saw as Shiho's betrayal.
Unfortunately, Shiho paid her no mind. Although she got along quite well with Fujiko, when it came to personal safety and future plans, she felt the position of "wife" was far superior to Fujiko's status as a "pet."
"So, can you tell me about our married life?"
She looked at Ryuji, spread her hands, and relaxed her posture, allowing the curves of her body to be visible to him.
"Ha... Are you so sure that what that girl said is true?"
Ryuji asked with a chuckle, looking at Shiho's confident demeanor.
"It's simple. Whether it's true or false, I cannot resist you. The Black organization is incapable of dealing with you. And your patience with us is limited. Our obedience can earn us the position of wives. Why would I wait until I've been reduced to a pet before thinking about how to change my situation?"
She pointed at Fujiko. She understood very clearly that Fujiko's status as a "pet" was precisely because her nature was too wild, like a stray cat that couldn't be kept domesticated.
The reason was simple.
A lost pet is just lost; a dead pet is just dead. The owner might be unhappy, but their life wouldn't stop. They'd just get a new pet.
But a wife is different. Even though she learned from the girl calling herself Chibiusa that Ryuji had many wives, a wife is ultimately family, not a pet. It represents stability and security.
At the very least, she wouldn't be disposed of like a pet when she was no longer needed.
So, regardless of whether Chibiusa was real or not, after this incident, she, Shiho, and her sister Akemi needed to make a choice.
"You're quite clear-headed."
Ryuji couldn't help but nod. No wonder this character, who arguably overshadowed Ran and became the de facto female lead in the original story, had such a sharp mind.
She was also very calm and not devoid of emotion. It was impossible for a girl like this to be unpopular.
"I have no choice. Who asked me to be from the underworld, and not as free as Ms. Mine? To be honest, I actually envy Ms. Mine."
She had heard of Fujiko's reputation. This woman hadn't been forced into the underworld like her and her sister; she had entered voluntarily. While she didn't know Fujiko's background, it was clear she had good upbringing and taste. Her obsession with stealing was purely because she loved excitement, adventure, and uncertainty. So for Fujiko, being locked in a basement was the most intolerable thing!
Losing her freedom, her adventures, her freedom to steal... these were unacceptable!
That's why she was so eager to sleep with Ryuji, to get back to that dangerous and thrilling life.
But for the Miyano sisters, it was different. They had only ever wanted to survive.
"So, can you tell us two sisters about the benefits of becoming your wives?"
Ryuji chuckled lightly.
"The benefit is that both of you can walk in the sunlight from now on. If I have time in the future, helping you completely eradicate this so-called Black organization wouldn't be too difficult. You'll also get sufficient research funding and freedom. You can research whatever you want. As for things like immortality potions, I have no interest, but if you want eternal youth, it's not impossible for me."
After saying this, he looked at Akemi on the side. Hesitation was still evident on her face; she clearly held lingering feelings for a certain spy.
Ryuji was rather speechless watching this.
This woman was really... Incredibly naive.
Ryuji sincerely felt that if not for Shiho, this woman would have been killed off by the organization years ago. Her "love-struck" mentality was far too severe.
"Mmm, very good conditions. And 'freedom of movement' probably means in Queen Mira's country, right? That is indeed a safe nation."
She thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, I accept. And on behalf of my troublesome sister, Miyano Akemi, I accept as well."
Shiho's words made Akemi, standing to the side, widen her eyes in disbelief, staring at her sister.
"So, I have one more request for you." Shiho looked seriously at Ryuji.
"You must help me capture Dai Moroboshi! I want to kill him with my own hands!"
If Akemi's feelings towards Dai Moroboshi were complex, for Shiho, her feelings towards him were pure, unadulterated hatred!
Because of that bastard, both she and her sister were almost killed!
So, Akemi just glanced at Shiho, bit her lip, and said nothing.
These past few days, the three women hadn't just sat idle; they had argued several times. With the experienced Fujiko's analysis, Akemi finally understood three things:
1. While Dai Moroboshi did have feelings for her, it didn't mean he would give up his life and career for her.
2. His subsequent actions against the organization involved neither notifying her nor planning to take her away or rescue her sister. This indicated that for Dai Moroboshi, damaging the organization and fulfilling his mission and duty were more important than her love and safety.
3. Shiho's personal safety wasn't even a consideration for Dai Moroboshi.
If Dai Moroboshi were a native foreigner, such behavior might be understandable. But he was Japanese, making it seem very strange.
"I... I..."
Akemi sighed. She had already decided not to seek out Dai Moroboshi anymore, nor did she plan to be with him. Upon reflection, she realized that if he knew her sister possessed valuable information about the organization, he would definitely pressure both of them to help the people behind him fight the organization.
But could the people behind him protect the sisters?
Clearly not. The organization's tentacles were everywhere. Ryuji didn't care because he really possessed supernatural abilities, which are terrifying power.
But what about Dai Moroboshi?
No matter how capable he was, he couldn't dictate terms to the higher-ups, especially not get them to expend resources protecting the two of them. To those people, she and Shiho were just criminals. No matter how pitiful their circumstances, born into a situation with no choice, they were still just criminals.
So, Dai Moroboshi absolutely could not guarantee their safety; on the contrary, he would get them killed.
Furthermore, her sister's hatred for Dai Moroboshi was entirely justified.
Her sister didn't like Dai Moroboshi. To Shiho, he was nothing but trouble, someone who nearly got her and her only remaining family killed. Under these circumstances, Shiho's desire for revenge was perfectly natural.
"I won't help with that matter, but I won't stop you either."
Ryuji had no particular interest in Dai Moroboshi. As a law enforcement officer fighting terrorists, Dai's actions were justified; showing leniency due to personal feelings would be unprofessional.
However, from a man's perspective, Dai Moroboshi was undoubtedly somewhat incompetent.
If he and Akemi were truly in love, he should have found a way to rescue the Miyano sisters and ensure everyone escaped safely. If he lacked that capability, then he really shouldn't have acted so deeply in love.
Ryuji initially didn't harbor any particular ill will towards Dai. After all, it was a common enough trope. But the stronger Dai's displayed abilities and power became, and the deeper his professed feelings for Akemi seemed, the more disgusted Ryuji felt.
Where was all this capability earlier?
"Ha, it seems you really are a good person. Alright, fine. But rest assured, I won't allow my sister and Dai Moroboshi to meet again. Because I've already stated that if she sees Dai again, I will kill myself."
Shiho shook her wrist. Only then did Ryuji notice a fresh scar on her wrist, clearly very recent.
"You really are…"
Ryuji's own idea had been to simply assign Akemi a position as a lady-in-waiting within Mira's court. That way, no matter how resourceful Dai was, he would never be able to reach Akemi again. Under those circumstances, Ryuji wouldn't have to worry about being cuckolded.
And on paper, Miyano Akemi would be dead, preventing any further complications.
After all, Mira would also help keep an eye on things.
"Shiho... I already said I wouldn't..."
Akemi looked at her sister with heartache. It was this incident that had finally made her give up all hope.
Previously, she had still entertained thoughts of going to Dai. Although Fujiko's words made sense, she had held onto a sliver of expectation. But that very night, Shiho had slit her wrists, which almost scared her to death.
Shiho looked coldly at her sister.
"I need your actions, not just your words."
Akemi's face instantly flushed crimson. She bit her lip, looking at her sister, unsure what to say. But this was something she had already promised her sister, so…
So she could only accept it.
"I understand…"
Ryuji was curious about what exactly they had discussed. Then he watched as Akemi walked up to him, knelt at his feet, reached out, and grasped his belt.
He couldn't help but look over at Shiho, who was still sitting there, his head full of question marks.
Shiho just snorted coldly, clearly still angry.
"This foolish woman! Only by making her understand that she's just a sow in heat, that any man can satisfy her permanently, will she finally get it!"
Akemi pouted her lips in grievance, unfastened Ryuji's restraints, and looked at his cock. She let out a soft "Mmm."
"Th-that's right, I am…"
With that, she opened her mouth and took in Ryuji's cock, which hadn't yet fully extended to reveal its tip. Her tongue began to stimulate Ryuji's cock, but due to her inexperience, she couldn't find the right technique. Instead, she kept licking the cock's shaft, which felt strange to Ryuji.
"Mmm, the focus should be on the head," Ryuji said, patting her head while looking at Shiho.
"Are you serious about this?"
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