“Hah?!” The blue-haired ponytail girl instantly bristled at those words, her ponytail practically standing on end.
“Just how much resolve do you think someone needs before saying something like that?!
You’re just an ordinary student yourself, aren’t you?
You’re not that much older than me, and you’re dressed pretty normally too.
Can you really afford to take responsibility for someone else’s life?!” “If you can’t do something, then don’t say it so lightly!” “You’re unbelievable!
You only think about yourself, don’t you?!” No argument there.
Higashino Akira quietly waited for Kawasaki Saki to finish speaking, then nodded and affirmed again, “I can do it.” Saki froze for a moment.
Akira stood up, took the girl by the hand, and led her out of the restaurant.
He found the nearest ATM, withdrew three hundred thousand yen in cash, and placed it in Saki’s hands.
“Clearly, I can.” His tone was calm.
He did not feel proud because of it, nor did he feel happy that he had shown off in front of a girl.
He was merely stating a fact.
“To you, the pressure of fate that has cornered you and forced you to struggle desperately for a way out, even if that way out is nothing but drinking poison to quench thirst, is indeed not heavy enough to burden me.” “It’s like when someone meets a cute stray cat by the roadside.
No one thinks they’ll go bankrupt just because they spend a little pocket money buying food to feed it.” “Please treat this as a buyout-style job from which you cannot resign.
I can give you a monthly salary of three hundred thousand yen, increasing with seniority.
You do not need to feel ashamed because of this—I am merely using my excess resources to exchange for your time and even your body.
But at the very least, I will care about your health, and you will not have to worry about being laid off by me one day after losing your value.” “And the content of the work is to learn to be just like a girlfriend, doing the things that lovers do, and then not consider any further promotion.” “To the outside world, you can also claim that we are lovers.
When conditions allow and time is available, I will also help you cover it up so you won’t feel embarrassed because of it.” Kawasaki Saki opened her mouth, her voice slightly stiff.
“How is that any different from being kept?” “You graduate normally, enter the workforce, and think you can work nine to five every day while happily resting on weekends.
In reality, to keep your position, you have to take the initiative to work overtime and compete with everyone else.
You use your meager salary to buy cigarettes, alcohol, and coffee just to keep yourself awake, and in the end, after ruining your body, you get optimized out.
How different is that from slavery?” Akira asked in return.
Reality was not that beautiful.
The phrase “enjoying life” usually did not belong to the masses.
The only thing ordinary people could decide was whether to become workhorses voluntarily or be forced into it passively.
Was three hundred thousand yen a lot?
Not really.
It was roughly a month’s salary for an ordinary worker.
It was enough for Saki’s family to maintain a decent quality of life for a month.
It was the amount she could only save after working several part-time jobs day and night for more than two months without eating or drinking.
It could even pay for a good cram school and let her receive tutoring in one subject from an experienced instructor.
And all of that was now within her reach.
The price was herself.
Saki’s still-inexperienced pride, along with her yearning for the beautiful thing called love, made her want to reject him outright.
Yet cold reality made the refusal rise in her heart only to stop at her lips, unable to come out no matter what.
For a moment, looking at the banknotes in her hand, Kawasaki Saki fell into a daze.
Akira saw her wavering, but he did not look down on her silence.
He was not some noble person, nor was he qualified to despise a girl who was not selling her life out of vanity or loose morals.
He was merely a despicable realist.
He sought benefits, avoided harm, and liked efficiency and control.
That was why, when he discovered that even the ordinary passersby in this mixed anime world were not bad in terms of appearance, yet their fortune levels rarely reached the blue stage required by the system’s judgment, he quickly narrowed his hunting range to characters from anime he had watched.
From among them, he selected suitable prey, took the initiative, and used the most time-saving and labor-saving method to capture her.
Akira took her hand again and led her away.
Saki did not resist.
Her tired face was only filled with heaviness and confusion toward the future.
… <NSFW Starts> The heavy door clicked shut behind them, sealing out the rest of the world and leaving only the tense atmosphere between the university student and the high school girl.
Saki stood near the plush leather sofa, clutching the three hundred thousand yen in her trembling hands.
Her pigeon blue eyes darted around the room, her defenses flaring as she realized the reality of what she had just agreed to.
“So…
this is it?” Saki asked, her voice sharp but laced with a hint of hidden anxiety.
“You buy me out, and you just get to do whatever you want?
I don’t even know who you are.” Akira stepped closer, his hands sliding over her slender waist and moving down to firmly cup the curve of her ass.
“My name is Higashino Akira,” he replied calmly, leaning down to lock his gaze onto the beauty spot beneath her right eye.
“And from now on, you belong to me.” “A-Akira…” she whispered, the name leaving her lips in a breathless gasp as she shivered from his touch.
Smooch.
Akira claimed her lips in a deep, commanding kiss, his tongue sweeping inside to taste her sweetness completely.
Saki’s hands stayed clenched by her sides, her stiff posture showing her lingering rebellion, but the sheer necessity of the money to lighten her family’s difficult financial burden made her endure the dominant invasion of her mouth.
Slick.
His hands moved up to boldly cup and fondle her breasts through her opened shirt, squeezing the soft flesh firmly.
He rubbed his palms against her sensitive nipples until she let out a shaky sigh, her stubborn defenses slowly beginning to crack under the sensory assault.
“Urgghhh…
Akira…” she murmured, her face flushing crimson as she felt his overwhelming presence completely overpowering her usual prickly demeanor.
Akira stepped back slightly and unfastened his trousers, releasing his impressive length.
His dick was exceptionally long and thick, a deep brown shaft throbbing with prominent veins that looked far above normal size, accompanied by a low, heavy sack.
Saki’s eyes widened behind her choppy bangs as she stared at the massive size of his hardness, her throat tightening with a sudden wave of nerves and deep reluctance.
“Get on your knees, Saki,” Akira ordered, his tone low and completely controlling.
“Show me your value.” Saki hesitated for a long while, her blue ponytail trembling as her remaining pride fought hard against her fierce desire to take responsibility and ease her home’s heavy financial strain.
She glared up at him weakly, trying to maintain her rebellious front, but she ultimately slid off the sofa onto her knees, her slender fingers shaking as she hovered before his groin.
Seeing her delay, Akira didn’t wait any longer; he reached down, placed his large palm firmly against the back of her head, and pushed her face directly into his thick, veiny shaft.
Slick.
Saki gasped as her lips were forced open against the hot, heavy head of his dick, the thick pre-cum wetting her chin as she was brought face-to-face with her new reality.
She resented the blunt enforcement, but knowing she had already accepted the cash to support her family, she reluctantly opened her mouth wider and allowed the thick head to slide past her lips.
Suck.
Slurp.
“Mmh…
that’s it.
Wrap your lips tight around it,” Akira commanded playfully, his fingers tangling into her pale blue hair, keeping a firm grip as he guided her head back and forth.
Saki whimpered around his thickness, her pigeon blue eyes looking up at him with a mixture of resentment and passive compromise as she surrendered her body for her family’s future comfort.
She sucked unsteadily, her throat struggling to adapt to the massive size of his brown shaft, yet she kept going because she knew she couldn’t afford to lose this buyout.
“A-Akira…
it’s too…
too big…” she managed to sputter out as he briefly pulled back, her voice shaking.
“You’ll get used to it.
Take it all the way to the back,” Akira murmured, pushing her head down once more to let her throat feel the full length of his hard dick.
Suck.
Slurp.
After a few more deep, wet strokes that left her breathless and tearing up, Akira gently pulled his length from her wet mouth, his thumb wiping a trace of saliva from her lips.
“The sofa is too small for what comes next.
Move over to the bed,” he instructed, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Saki nodded silently, her body completely passive now as she climbed onto the large, pristine white bed.
She lay on her back, her long blue hair spreading across the pillows while Akira stripped her out of the rest of her modified school uniform, exposing her slender, leggy figure to the dim hotel lights.
Her pussy was petite, narrow, and completely untouched, a pristine contrast to her tall, slender build.
Akira knelt between her thighs, parting her legs wide and guiding the blunt, heavy head of his veiny shaft directly against her tight, untouched entrance.
“It’s my…
first time, so…
please don’t be too rough…” Saki whispered, her fierce defense entirely gone, replaced by a raw, vulnerable submission born of pure necessity.
“I’ll start gentle, Saki,” Akira murmured, leaning down to capture her lips again as he slowly, deliberately pressed his massive hips forward.
Squelch.
“Aaah!
Urgghhh…!” Saki cried out against his mouth, her fingers digging sharply into his shoulders as her hymen tore apart under his sheer width.
Thud.
A few bright, distinct drops of virgin blood slipped from her tight warmth, dripping slowly down her pale, slender thigh and staining the white bedsheets.
Saki panted heavily, her lower body tensing around the thick fullness stretching her open, but as Akira stayed still inside her to let her adjust, the initial sharp sting slowly transformed into a deep, heavy heat.
“Are you alright?
Look at me,” Akira said softly, brushing her choppy bangs away from her sweating forehead.
“Y-Yes…
just…
give me a moment…
it feels so full…” she gasped out, her pigeon blue eyes hazy with a mixture of pain and growing pleasure.
Smack.
Akira began to move in a slow, gradual rhythm, his hips driving deep into her tight, bleeding passage.
Every deep plunge filled her completely, the base of his shaft creating a heavy, wet sound against her skin.
Squelch.
Slick.
“Ah…
Akira…
it’s so…
so deep…
you’re rubbing right against that place…” Saki gasped, her voice tightening as her stubborn pride warred heavily with the sheer, overwhelming physical pleasure forcing her hips to instinctively lift from the mattress to meet his gentle strokes.
“You like it right there, don’t you?
Your pussy is clamping down so tightly around my dick,” Akira observed with a low chuckle, increasing his pace smoothly as he felt her internal walls pulse around him.
Squelch.
His heavy balls smacked against her wet thighs with every deep, relentless thrust, the sound filling the quiet hotel room.
Saki’s legs shook violently, her toes curling into the mattress as the intense friction pushed her straight over the edge into a powerful, sudden climax.
“I’m…
I’m going!
I can’t hold it!
Aaahh!” she screamed softly, her body shuddering violently as her juices coated his throbbing length.
Akira felt the intense, crushing grip of her orgasm, his veins swelling fiercely as his own peak arrived from the sheer tightness of her virgin pussy.
He pulled out smoothly, his hips twitching as he reached his absolute limit above her trembling stomach.
Splurt.
Squirt.
A heavy, thick stream of white cum erupted from him, splatting across her flat stomach and thighs, mixing with the small traces of blood on the sheets.
Splat.
Saki lay panting, completely spent and covered in his mess, but Akira wasn’t satisfied yet.
His dick snapped back to full, rigid hardness almost instantly, the primal sight of her submission and the faint smell of her blood driving his lust even higher.
He reached down, grabbing her pale blue ponytail with a firm grip and forcing her head down toward his groin.
“Clean me up, Saki.
Get every single drop off my dick and balls,” he commanded roughly, using his hand to direct her face against his sticky lower body.
Saki bit her lip, an intense wave of disgust washing over her as her rebellious nature flared at the thought of cleaning his dirty, fluid-stained groin, yet the firm pressure of his hand on her hair reminded her of the cold financial buyout.
Glaring up at him with resentful, reluctant eyes, she forced herself to lean down, her warm tongue tracing over his shaft and balls to lick away the fresh pre-cum, cum, and sweat, hating the taste but entirely bound by the necessity of her compromise.
Lick.
Slurp.
Akira groaned at the wet, submissive sensation, his fingers tightening in her hair before he suddenly released her and gripped her waist firmly, flipping her onto her hands and knees in the middle of the bed.
Thud.
He pulled her long blue hair back, forcing her head up to look at him as he lines up his massive, veiny shaft with her soaking, tight rear entrance.
Squelch.
He drove himself fully inside from behind, entering her roughly this time as he began a relentless, fast-paced doggy-style assault.
Smack.
Smack.
With every single powerful thrust, Akira reached around and smacked her bare ass loudly, his heavy balls slamming against her bottom in a wild, rhythmic cadence.
Saki’s slender body shook violently, her long blue hair flying around her face as his rough movements made her breasts bounce and swing wildly beneath her chest.
“Ah!
Ah!
Akira!
It’s too fast!
That place is…
ah!” she cried out, her voice broken by the heavy impacts against her skin.
“Tell me, Saki.
Whose woman are you?
Who owns your life now?” Akira demanded roughly, pulling her hair back to force her to look into his dark eyes.
“Y-Yours…!
I’m yours, Akira…
Ahhh!” she screamed, completely broken by the relentless pounding and filled with pure, unbridled ecstasy.
Slick.
The rest of the night became an intense blur of passion, a fish and dragon dance under the heavy shadows of the hotel room.
Akira poured his absolute love and lust into her body without mercy, dominating her completely until the sudden shower of their desire finally subsided.
<NSFW Ends> (PS: Do you guys want more lemons?
Comment below ^^ ) … At the hotel, a moment of a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold; several rounds of the fish and dragon dance, until the sudden shower finally subsides.
Looking at the girl lying in his arms with a tired face, her brows faintly furrowed as she slept deeply, Akira took the initiative to pull the blanket around her.
“Appoint Kawasaki Saki as Junior Talent Lady.” [Fortune consumed: 1000.] “Aura Reading.” [Fortune consumed: 100.] [Name: Kawasaki Saki] [Official Rank: Unranked Talent Lady] [Fortune: Deep Purple] After the investiture was completed, Kawasaki Saki’s fortune, which had originally only been light purple, grew denser.
Unfortunately, it still did not reach the golden level.
[As the emperor, please appoint one consort within three days as soon as possible to reassure the people.
Additional reward upon task completion: one chance to draw a Talent Fit to Aid a King.] [Current Progress: Completed.] After taking Kawasaki Saki, who possessed purple fortune, into his harem, the reward obtained from the ‘Establish Your Lineage’ main quest was daily fortune +3000 and daily money +30000.
That amounted to nine hundred thousand yen a month.
Even after giving Saki three hundred thousand, he would still have six hundred thousand left over.
This was by no means a small amount of money.
Unfortunately, compared to Expand Your Territory, which could snowball through land purchases as long as he had money, Establish Your Lineage was still too troublesome.
After all, this was not an eroge or hentai world.
Anime had to consider conveying truth, goodness, and beauty, especially school anime.
Most characters, even if they were not rich or noble, rarely faced such severe financial hardship that they urgently needed money.
Those who might go astray due to money problems were ultimately a minority.
Trying to rely on spending money to open a harem and pick up high-quality anime beautiful girls is not realistic, and spending a large amount of time and energy to conquer them from an emotional angle is even less worth it.
For things money can solve, why drag feelings into it?
And once emotions get involved—haven’t you seen how a simp can burn through a fortune, only to end up chasing the girl instead?
[Emperor: Higashino Akira] [Spirit: 9] [Physique: 6] [Fortune: Red (300)] [Authorities: Aura Reading, Imperial Investiture] [Territory: 100.3 square meters] [Retinue: 1] If he also counted the current daily reward from the Expand Your Territory main quest, his net monthly income was now nine hundred thousand yen.
With this money, many things and ideas would become relatively much easier to carry out.
As he was thinking, a phone rang, interrupting Akira’s thoughts.
Kawasaki Saki, who had been sleeping deeply, was also woken by the familiar ringtone.
She looked at the man beside her with complicated eyes, and her cheeks could not help heating slightly.
She did not know whether she had lost her mind or what.
She had actually agreed to something she had never imagined before.
But this man was young and handsome enough that, in this aspect at least, he wouldn’t cause her much aversion or repulsion.
“There’s still a long time before checkout.
Not going to rest a little longer?” If you said he cared about people, there was not much special warmth in his eyes.
As always, he was simply calm.
Saki avoided his gaze and followed the sound of the ringtone, searching across the bed as she said softly, “I have a call.” …
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