"Mmm... it's so flaky and soft, Motegi-chan!"
"It's so perfect with coffee! This combo's nuts, Motegi-kun!"
"I… have never… eaten... this kind… of bread… with coffee… and milk… before. It is… warm… and comforting… Motegi-sama..."
"Outer shell: delicately crisp. Interior: soft, airy, buttery. The coffee balances roasted bitterness and dairy smoothness. Overall: simple, yet indulgent. Highly efficient breakfast format, Master."
Right now, Motegi and the girls sit together at the dining table for breakfast. This morning, he's prepared fresh croissants alongside café au lait. For the girls, it's their first time having anything like this.
This is how everyday life in Motegi's household looks. Whenever Motegi steps into the kitchen, something new always appears on the table.
Motegi smiles as he takes a bite and lifts his own cup.
"I'm glad you all like it."
After breakfast, everyone drifts into their usual morning routines before the store opens.
Inside her workshop, Pinna sits on her swivel chair with her Observer Unit One and Crawler Unit Two on her desk. Right now, she's doing maintenance for her two trusted gadgets, so they'll still be primed enough for their next labyrinth run.
Meanwhile, in her quiet library, Kimberly sits at her desk beside an open window. Her eyes scan the pages while the morning air breezes through the room. Light streams in, casting golden highlights across her blonde hair that somehow makes her glow.
Chantal is in the training room, blindfolded and surrounded by her practice dummies. And then...
FWIP!
FWIP!
FWIP!
Her knives land squarely in multiple targets. She yanks off the blindfold and beams at her perfect hits.
"Hell yeah, I did it again!"
Then, she walks to the dummies to reset their mechanism, and after that, she lowers her blindfold again for another strike.
Recently she'd asked Motegi for tougher training, and he delivered. With his [Carpentry] skill, he made more dummies, and with his [Blacksmithing] skill, he added specialized training knives and mechanisms: pop-up, horizontal spins, vertical spins, and even spring launches that mimic projectiles. And she really loves it, as she has spent more training time than before, clearly enjoying herself with the new tools.
Out on the terrace garden, Yomogi has finished hanging washed clothes to dry, and now, she crouches beside the soil bed and hums happily.
"Hmm hmm… hmm-hmm-hmmm… hmmm…"
Water magic stones trickle water out from tiny holes in the frame and mist her plants — lilies, hydrangeas, roses, peonies, mint, basil, thyme, oregano, rosemary, chives, parsley, tarragon, and bay laurel — in an even spray. And she coos to them like a mother to her children, glancing at Motegi's plants on the opposite side — dahlias, sunflowers, chocolate, corn, potatoes, tomatoes, chilies, and strawberries.
At the other side of the garden, Motegi is tending to his sake starter tub. After Yomogi finishes watering, she walks over and leans in curiously.
"You're doing it again, Motegi-chan?"
"Yeah, this is the final step."
He opens the cloth and pours in a bowl of freshly steamed rice, a scoop of kōji, and fresh water, then stirs the mash with a wooden paddle. Once mixed, he covers the tub once more and stands up.
He had already done the hatsuzoe on day one and the nakazoe on day three. Today, the fourth day, he completes the tomezoe.
"That's it. Now it just needs at least two more weeks until we get the final product."
"I really can't wait to try it, Motegi-chan."
"Me too, Yomogi."
After the peaceful morning hours, it's time to open the store.
Yomogi, Chantal, Kimberly, and Pinna open the doors wide and step outside together, their voices ringing out in unison.
"Welcome to our store! We hope you enjoy your visit!"
And just like that, a surge of customers rushes in as the girls slip smoothly into their stations.
At the kitchenware section, Yomogi stands before a small crowd of curious housewives, holding a new pot in hand.
"This one heats evenly, so nothing burns. The lid seals in the steam, and it's designed to make cooking easier!"
Over in the woodworks section, Chantal claps her hand on a chessboard with a crisp thwack, calling out to everyone.
"Don't just stand there, guys! Go grab these big boys here!"
A small group of men gather around as usual. Then, one nobleman steps forward to look at the wooden chair on display nearby.
"This piece here?"
And Chantal shifts her tone a little.
"That? It's carved from oak and perfectly polished. Strong enough to last decades, but with enough give to be comfortable for long hours."
At the ceramics section, Kimberly slides her hand onto a tall, elegantly curved jar on one of the shelves.
"This… is our latest jar. Ideal for… tea leaves, dried flowers… or trinkets you… wish to keep safe."
Meanwhile, in the toiletries section, Pinna stands before an elderly woman who is asking about a deodorant pouch. Her tone has shifted from full scientific mode into something more approachable.
"This product neutralizes odor by preventing bacterial growth. Scent: herbal mint. Duration: eight to ten hours. Just apply it under your arms after your morning bath. You'll feel fresh… all day."
Then, the old woman brightens.
"Oh my, I see now. Thank you, dear."
"You're welcome. Please return if it underperforms."
At the counter, Motegi works steadily, accepting payments, counting out change, and keeping the line flowing with his usual friendly energy.
"They're four silver coins in total, sir."
"Here you go."
"Thank you for your purchase. Please visit again."
"Of course!"
"Next one, please."
"Me!"
LUNCH TIME
Once the familiar rhythm has slowed down at noon, they close up briefly for lunch and head upstairs. In the kitchen, Motegi plates up something new: chicken quesadillas served with a side of pico de gallo.
Now that he has corn, he's able to make homemade tortillas from scratch. He adds seasoned chicken and stretchy Misdaras cheese and folds each quesadilla neatly. Then, with diced tomatoes, onions, and lime, the condiment completes the dish.
And just like that, the girls' delighted expressions are the same as usual when they take the first bite.
"Mmmm!!"
"The meat's so juicy, and the cheese makes it rich, Motegi-chan!"
"This stuff on the side is kinda like salad but not, and it's not a sauce either. I love it, Motegi-kun!"
"It's… slightly spicy. But the topping... cools it down. I can... enjoy this... Motegi-sama..."
"Outer layer: lightly crisp. Filling: moist and savory. Condiments provide acidity and freshness. Nutritional value: satisfactory, though slightly high in fat."
And he asks them for confirmation.
"So, you all like it?"
"Yes!"
Then, he takes his own bite.
"Yeah… this is really good."
After giving their stomachs time to settle, the five of them head back downstairs to reopen the store, and the business resumes as lively as before.
HOURS LATER
By day's end, they close the store as Motegi counts up the coins with the girls waiting for him to inform them of today's sales, which then reveals if it's around 600,000 yen and makes the girls cheer.
"It's six large gold coins today."
"Yaaayy!!"
And then, the five of them teleport into the labyrinth once more, just as they always do.
REMANTIA'S LABYRINTH, TWENTY-NINTH FLOOR
Arriving there, the party is welcomed by stocky, round-bodied, rhino-like monsters with thick hides and fierce eyes called Weeny Rhinos.
"Grraahhh!"
BOOM!
"Engage."
WHAM!
Yomogi roars and hurls the rhino upward, crashing it onto the ceiling. Meanwhile, Pinna's Crawler Unit releases small metallic marbles as the gravity field follows, crushing the Weeny Rhinos and pinning them flat until their struggling bodies fall still.
With the battle done, the group gathers the ivory drops, which can be used for carving and decoration. They move onward, fighting through more Weeny Rhinos, collecting more ivory, until they step onto the 30th floor.
REMANTIA'S LABYRINTH, THIRTIETH FLOOR
The monsters they face now are giant carnivorous flowers whose petals sharpen like razors, called Lethal Lotus.
"Let's prune the garden, baby!"
"Wind... Fragment..." "Wind... Blade..."
Chantal darts forward as her daggers sever roots, stems, and petals. Meanwhile, Kimberly sends sharp gusts through the lotus over and over again.
With the battle done, the group gathers the root, which is a rare drop item that Motegi considers edible. They move on, cutting down more Lethal Lotus and gathering more roots until they reach the 31st floor.
REMANTIA'S LABYRINTH, THIRTY-FIRST FLOOR
Arriving there, the party is welcomed by large ducks with sharp wings called Jet Ducks. Because the girls said the monsters' rare item is the meat, Motegi immediately understands and uses [Temporary Boost] in silence, setting all the entire party's stats to infinity.
Pinna's Crawler Unit fires thin wires upward, hooking onto Jet Ducks mid-flight and yanking them towards Yomogi, Chantal, and Motegi.
"Yomogi, Chantal, Master. Engage."
"Grraahhh!"
"Woohoohoo!"
"Take this!"
"Quack...!" "Quack...!" "Quack...!"
Yomogi roars and lands brutal punches, Chantal shouts as her daggers decapitate the ducks, and Motegi finishes with Yamitsuki.
"Wind... Bullet..." "Wind... Bullet..."
"Quack...!" "Quack...!"
Kimberly continues to deliver Wind spell after Wind spell that blasts through the remaining flock.
They collect the drops and continue forward, defeating more Jet Ducks and gathering more meat until they descend to the 32nd floor.
REMANTIA'S LABYRINTH, THIRTY-SECOND FLOOR
The monsters they face now are chamomile monsters that puff poisonous pollen called Mile Chamos. And again, because the girls said if the monsters' rare item is the dried flowers for tea, Motegi keeps all their stats infinite.
"Engage."
WHAM!
"Fire Storm!" "Fire Bullet!" "Fire Storm!"
Pinna's Crawler Unit releases gravitational marbles once more, slamming the Mile Chamos to the ground before they can exhale toxins. Meanwhile, Motegi burns down any remaining chamomile monsters with his Fire spells.
They collect the drops and continue forward, defeating more Mile Chamos and gathering more dried flowers until they descend to the 33rd floor.
REMANTIA'S LABYRINTH, THIRTY-THIRD FLOOR
As the girls think the labyrinth run is enough, Motegi casts a teleportation spell. However, he curiously checks his stats to see how much he has leveled up.
Motegi Sekino
Age: 21
Race: Human
Level 43
HP: 36000/36000
MP: 36000/36000
Strength: 13000
Durability: 13000
Speed: 13000
Agility: 13000
Intelligence: 13000
Charisma: 13000
Willpower: 13000
Perception: 13000
Luck: 2200
Elements:
Fire
Earth
Lightning
Wind
Water
Cosmic
Light
Dark
Skills:
[Appraisal]
[Language Comprehension]
[Storage]
[Copier]
[Resistance]
[Hygienics]
[Blacksmithing]
[Carpentry]
[Pottery]
[Lapidary]
[Temporary Boost]
[Elemental Combo]
[Seedless]
[Infertile]
[Tailoring]
[Milky Touch]
[Aftercare]
And he's delighted when he finds out that he's at level 43 now. With that, he turns to the girls.
"Should we head home now, girls?"
"Yes!"
Finally, he teleports them back home.
BACK AT MOTEGI'S HOUSE
Soon after they arrive, Yomogi prepares roast Jet Duck for dinner.
After she places the platters on the dining table, the five of them sit together and delightfully take the first bites.
Chantal speaks first.
"Mmh! This one's got more kick than the one you made last time, Yomogi!"
Yomogi smiles at her.
"That's because I used chili here, Chantal."
Meanwhile, Kimberly's face is slightly reddened from the spice, but she's still able to speak.
"It's… delicious. It has been… quite... a long time… since I've tasted... this dish..."
Pinna offers her analysis as usual.
"Outer texture: crisp and seasoned evenly. Inner flesh: moist, and slightly gamey, Flavor layering: efficient. Nutritional profile: slightly high in sodium and spice. Final impression: highly satisfactory."
Motegi enjoys the dish as he looks over to Yomogi.
"You really nailed it tonight. This is amazing."
"Thank you, Motegi-chan."
With that, they're all savoring every last bite. And once the plates are cleared, Yomogi pours them each a cup of freshly brewed chamomile tea, made from the Mile Chamo flowers gathered earlier, to round out the meal.
After dinner, they take some time to relax and let their full stomachs settle before they slip into the bath together, sinking into the warm water as the tension of the day melts away, replaced by calm and quiet comfort.
Yomogi sighs with eyes closed blissfully.
"Ahh… this is good..."
Chantal groans contentedly.
"I feel like porridge right now… It's too good…"
Kimberly adds.
"Chamomile tea… and now... a warm bath. A relaxing... combination…"
Pinna's eyes are half-lidded as she monitors herself.
"Body temperature: stabilized. Muscle tension: significantly reduced. Heart rate: lowered. Conclusion: a satisfactory and repeatable relaxation method."
And Motegi leans back, letting out a long sigh of contentment.
"This is the best life ever..."
Later, the five of them stand side by side at the sink, brushing their teeth together in quiet harmony before they drift into the bedroom for their usual nightly ritual.
Once the four girls slip into dazzling, barely-there lingerie, Motegi captures their lips passionately one by one.
"Mmm… chuu… Motegi-chan…"
"Mmm… Motegi-kun… chuu…"
"Nnhh… Motegi-sama… chuu…"
"Master… nnhh… chuu…"
And it doesn't take long for them to get into the main event, letting out moans and cries.
"Ahh...! Motegi-chan, I'm cumming...! Cum inside me...!"
"Me too, Motegi-kun…! Fill me up...!"
"Nnhh… I'm cumming too… Motegi-sama…! I need... your semen...!"
"I am reaching orgasmic threshold, Master…! Inject me thoroughly, aahhh...!"
"Don't worry, I've got plenty for tonight. I'm not stopping until I've filled every one of you!"
"Aaaaahhhhh!!!"
And just like that, Motegi plunges into each of them in turn, driving them over the edge and filling them over and over again throughout the night.