*Note: Ok, I'll give you one more day to decide about lolis, if you don't comment, I'll assume you want to see sex with lolis so don't complain when these chapters arrive, thanks.
Have a good day :)
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The night had passed, and now morning had finally arrived. To be honest, the night had been quite intense, since Lala and I had sex for hours.
Ever since the first time we had sex, Lala had become proactive and daring, even bold enough to try all sorts of positions she found online during her free time.
Yami, on the other hand, was much more reserved and always let me take the lead. In other words, Yami was the submissive type in bed, while Lala was the complete opposite, always wanting to take the initiative.
Either way, today I was exhausted and my back ached, though I couldn't say the same for Lala, who seemed full of energy.
Where were we now? We were all sitting together at breakfast: Lala, Yami, Nana, Momo, and me, while Peke watched TV.
This morning's meal was simple—eggs and bacon. Over breakfast, we talked about unimportant things and about how we would organize ourselves from now on. After all, with four girls—five if you count Peke—living in my house, the chores had multiplied, so we had to come up with a schedule to see who would handle what.
"So today I'll clean the bathroom, and Nana can wash and hang the laundry. What do you think?" Momo suggested.
"Sounds fair. I can cook," I said.
"I'll wash the dishes!" Lala added.
"I can sweep the house," said Yami.
"Eh? Do I really have to wash the laundry?" Nana asked in disbelief.
As a princess, Nana had never done household chores—there were always servants for that.
"Since you're going to be living here indefinitely, you'll have to help out," I nodded.
We all took turns at the chores. Yes, they're boring and repetitive, but they need to be done if we want a clean and tidy house.
"But the laundry…" Nana muttered.
"The laundry?" I asked.
"I-if I wash the laundry, that also means washing underwear," she said shyly.
She didn't mind washing pants, shirts, or even girls' underwear, but when it came to washing a man's underwear… she wasn't so sure.
"…How about this: I'll wash the clothes, and you can cook instead," I offered.
"But then you'd see my underwear! And besides, I don't know how to cook…" Nana stammered, her face red.
Even with advanced technology, laundry still had to be done.
"So what do you suggest then?" I asked. To me it was just clothes, but clearly it was embarrassing for her.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to her, Akira-san," Momo suddenly said.
I wanted to argue, but gave up and left the matter to Momo. Honestly, I didn't want to know what she would do. This morning, I had already noticed something strange—Nana had been looking at me oddly. Not angry or hostile, but more… embarrassed? She glanced at me with a shy look now and then, something I hadn't noticed yesterday. What was going on with her?
After that brief discussion, we kept eating and chatting idly until it was time to head to school.
"Why do you even go to school, sister?" Nana asked, confused.
Her sister had graduated years ago, so she didn't understand why she was attending a human school where they taught knowledge a five-year-old would already know. As a technologically advanced race, even their ten-year-olds knew far more than what humans were taught in school.
"Because that way I can be with Akira all day, that's all," Lala said.
There was no complicated reason. She just wanted to spend the day with me and got bored staying home alone, so she chose to go to school despite how dull it was.
"But…" Nana tried to protest.
"Nana, let them go. Humans are required to attend school until university. Once there, they decide whether to continue or not," Momo explained.
"And how do you even know that?" Nana asked.
"I studied human culture before coming to this planet, while you lazed around in the ship," Momo replied.
"I wasn't lazing around, I was resting!" Nana huffed.
"Anyway, have a good day," said Momo.
After saying goodbye to the twins, Lala (with Peke on her head), Yami, and I headed to school as usual.
…
While the others were in class "enjoying" their lessons…
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" Nana asked curiously.
"I already explained it. Were you not listening?" Momo replied.
"It's just… school is boring," Nana complained.
"Do you want to be near our sister, or do you want to stay home half the day waiting for her?" Momo asked.
The answer was obvious.
"Of course I don't want to wait," Nana admitted.
"And don't you also want to see Akira-san as much as possible?" Momo added.
"Well… yes…" Nana said before realizing Momo had tricked her.
"Of course not! I mean, he's nice and all, but I just want to be near my sister!" she blurted out.
"I knew it," Momo thought silently.
From the moment Nana met Akira last night, she had sensed he had made a strong impression on her. Not love at first sight, but something had been planted—a seed. Just like with Haruna and Yui, a seed waiting to grow.
This alone was already a miracle, because Nana had never shown interest in romance. For her, family was everything, especially Lala. Whenever their father mentioned marriage, she flat-out refused to commit to anyone. But with Akira, things were different. Though Momo was sure Nana would reject a marriage proposal if it happened now, she wouldn't reject it as fiercely as she did with everyone else. That meant her plan had very high chances of success.
"He's made a good impression on me too," Momo admitted to herself.
That was all it was for now—Momo liked Akira. Whether or not she would fall in love with him, only time would tell. But her plan was clear: she wanted both herself and Nana to fall in love with Akira and marry him. Why? To live happily ever after. Seeing how happy her sister was with Akira, Momo was convinced he was the ideal man. All that was missing were the feelings to develop, which is why she decided it was best for them to stay on Earth.
Unlike in the original manga, this Momo's plan was simply to add herself and Nana to Akira's harem. Whether Akira had other women didn't matter; what mattered was Nana and herself.
But there was still a problem: school. The only way to "solve" it was for them to attend as well. So they secretly followed Akira, Lala, and Yami to school.
"Anyway, let's head inside," said Momo.
It was best not to push Nana too hard, but guide her step by step down the path she had in mind for her.
"Fine…" Nana muttered, still embarrassed.
Whether from having blurted out something so mortifying earlier or from another reason, Nana followed Momo obediently to the principal's office. How did they find it? Easy—they asked a passing student for directions.
"Momo, how do you expect them to accept us into the school?" Nana asked. Even she knew it was unlikely they'd just be let in.
"Well, I'll try persuasion first, but if that doesn't work…" Momo said, pulling out her smartphone.
After pressing a few buttons, a small violet-petaled flower appeared in her hand.
"I'll use this," Momo said.
"What's that flower?" Nana asked.
Momo had always been passionate about plants. She was born with a special gift—the ability to manipulate them—while Nana had been born with the power to control animals. There wasn't a creature in the galaxy Nana couldn't tame.
Both of them were exceptions, since very few were born with such abilities. The reason behind Nana and Momo's mutations was still unknown, though many believed it came from the mix of Devilukean and Charmian blood.
Charmians were a race that looked nearly identical to humans, with one big difference: every member of their race was stunningly beautiful. The king strictly protected them—not only because his wife was a Charmian, but also because their women were highly desired by nobles. In the past, many had been kidnapped until the king decreed that no one could approach their planet except him or those he permitted. Anyone who dared approach without permission was executed without mercy, and so the nobles stopped risking their lives just for a woman.
Back to the matter at hand…
"It's a hypnotic flower. If I shake it sharply, it releases a powder that can temporarily hypnotize someone into accepting a request," Momo explained.
"What? Why do you even have something so dangerous? What if nobles got their hands on them?" Nana asked, horrified. Just imagining it made her body tremble.
"Relax. This one was genetically modified by me. The original only released a powder that made people drowsy for a few minutes," Momo explained.
Thanks to her ability, she could genetically alter plants with ease, and she had modified this one herself.
"And why would you even create something like that?" Nana asked angrily.
"For situations like this," Momo replied.
"But that flower is still dangerous…" Nana muttered, doubtful.
"Don't worry. This version only works for a couple of minutes, and you can't make the hypnotized person do anything too extreme or against their morals. If you try, it won't work," Momo said.
Of course, she could have removed those restrictions, but Nana was right: hypnotizing someone wasn't right, so she had held back.
"I see… so you plan to hypnotize the principal into letting us join the school. Since that's not an excessive request…" Nana said.
"He'll accept without a second thought," Momo finished.