Part 1: The Immortal Network & The System Crash
Our lips finally parted, our breath mingling in the crisp wilderness air.
I looked down into Hifumi’s glossy, star-struck eyes, smiling softly as I pulled her trembling, soft waist tighter against my chest, stealing one more brief, tender peck from her lips.
"Welcome to the family, Hifumi."
FLASH.
A brilliant shower of emerald particles swirled beside us as Rena manifested from the [Heartwood Spine]. At that exact microsecond, an overwhelming, iridescent pulse of prismatic light detonated from Hifumi’s new golden ring.
The rainbow beam erupted in high-velocity arcs, physically tethering all ten of us—me, Rena, Lilica, Ridley, Shizuku, Eve, Rika, Jamie, Meko, and Hifumi—together in a glowing, humming web of interconnected celestial energy.
Hifumi gasped, clutching my hand in a vice grip. "Y-Yuki... what is this?! What is my ring doing to everyone?!"
"Relax, angel," I chuckled, resting a steady hand on her hip while swiping my free hand through the air. "Open your status window. Let's see what kind of broken cheat you just unlocked."
Trembling, she tapped the glass. A gold-trimmed profile expanded between our chests:
🧬 [MYTHIC LINK INITIALIZED: SOL HIFUMI]Age: 17 | Level: 5Status: Married (Normal Wife Slot 5)Unique Bloodline: Sol Secret Network Net💪 STR: 387 | 🛡️ VIT: 576 | 🧠 MIND: 856🔮 INT: 798 | ⚡ DEX: 476 | 🍀 LUK: 999💍 Core Conduit: Golden Opal RingArchetype: Tactical Mastermind Hub & Central Network Router
📈 Network Authorities Unlocked:🌐 [Master Hub Link]: Direct structural connection to Yuki. Automatically shares 10% of core baseline attributes.🛡️ [Network Synchronization]: Projects a continuous, prismatic defensive barrier across the entire household.👑 [Absolute Sovereignty Shift]: Whenever any bound wife takes an otherwise fatal blow, the lethal damage is instantaneously redirected to Yuki's Vitality pool instead.
"Holy shit..."
The two of us blurted it out at the exact same second.
I stared at the glowing prompt, my gamer brain melting at the architectural absurdity of her class.
Absolute Sovereignty Shift.
Because my personal Vitality was limit-broken to Absolute Infinity [∞], any lethal damage my wives took would just bounce straight into an indestructible diamond wall.
They were literally immortal. As long as I was breathing, not a single one of my wives could ever die on the battlefield. Hifumi wasn't just another wife—she was the ultimate, unbreakable insurance policy for my entire household.
The visible rainbow beams faded into the afternoon light, but the soul connection hummed louder than ever. Around each of my nine wives, a subtle, shimmering prismatic veil swirled over their skin, proof of the active network shield.
Ridley stretched her arms, her Astraeum sapphire ring humming. "It feels... so light. Like a warm blanket wrapped around my mana circuits."
I opened my mouth to answer—
SCREEECH!
A jagged, screen-tearing crimson notification box violently shattered the space in front of my nose, pulsing with a deafening, high-frequency alarm that rattled my teeth:
🚨 [CRITICAL SYSTEM OVERFLOW: ARITHMETIC FAULT]Error Source: Engine Calculation Matrix Overload.❌ Failure: System cannot calculate mathematical infinity [∞] of Yuki's Vitality and Luck against Hifumi's network distribution multipliers.🔄 [Engine Crash Event]: Core game functions forcing hard emergency rewrite!
The blue-and-gold text on the HUD scrambled into an unreadable, sparking blur of broken code. The interface lagged out completely before heavily snapping back into place with brand-new, game-shattering architecture:
🔓 [HAREM GOD: LATENT AUTHORITY UNLEASHED]Skill Evolution: Affection Scaling Constraints Removed.📜 New System Law: Each bound wife's raw Affection Points will now directly inject a flat, compounding stat bonus straight into Yuki's baseline attributes. Bound wives receive a permanent +60% universal defense multiplier.⚙️ Network Adaptation: Hifumi's Sol Secret Network Net no longer operates on static percentages. Shield strength, stat-sharing pools, and damage mitigation now scale dynamically with the household's Total Affection Rating.
📊 [HOUSEHOLD AFFECTION MATRIX]🧡 Lilica: 24,979 Points💖 Eve: 24,109 Points💚 Rena: 23,987 Points❤️ Shizuku: 23,321 Points💙 Ridley: 22,329 Points🤍 Rika: 20,918 Points🩵 Meko: 20,236 Points💜 Jamie: 20,198 Points🌈 Hifumi: 20,091 Points
Hifumi stared at the numbers, her jaw practically unhinged. "Y-Yuki... what did my skill just do to the world?!"
I looked at the massive wall of numbers, letting out an awestruck, breathless laugh. "It broke the calculator, angel. The game couldn't handle my infinite stats running through your router, so it unlocked a hidden engine rule. Now my stats scale with how deeply you girls love me."
I turned to my wives, watching their numbers spike across the board through our connection.
My seed for broken growth is officially sprouting, I thought with a predatory grin. No one in this class is ever getting hurt again.
I took one step forward—
SNAP.
A blinding, agonizing wave of white-hot fire tore through my central nervous system.
Over 200,000 raw Affection Points instantly converted into raw statistics, violently dumping an ocean of cosmic energy into my mortal neural pathways all at once.
"GAH—!"
My knees buckled. I slammed face-first into the dirt, clutching my chest, gasping for oxygen as my cosmic vision fragmented into static. My veins burned like molten slag, every muscle fiber tearing under the sheer density of the power influx.
"YUKI!"
The entire column descended into pure panic. Footsteps thundered across the trail as the class sprinted to the rear.
Rena manifested fully from the staff in a burst of emerald light, her face pale with terror. She dropped to her knees, flooding my chest with [Mass Heal (Lv. 10)] to stabilize my ruptured mana channels.
Lilica lunged from the side, wrapping her arms tightly around my torso, pouring pure, soothing primordial dragon heat directly into my back to cushion the biological overflow.
Ridley, Shizuku, Eve, Rika, Jamie, Meko, and Hifumi surrounded me, clutching my arms, crying and pouring their collective mana through our marriage rings to steady my soul.
Just as my internal circuits reached the absolute brink of implosion—
CLANG.
⚠️ [CRITICAL SYSTEM HARDWARE RESTRICTION]Diagnosis: Mortal vessel is currently incapable of supporting limitless divine stat accumulation.🛡️ Emergency Governor Imposed:↳ Primary core attributes temporarily hard-capped at 25,000 Points per stat until the Master Network expands.
The burning fire vanished from my veins as instantly as it had arrived.
The crushing pressure receded, leaving me lying on the dirt path, drenched in cold sweat, chest heaving with ragged, exhausted gasps.
"This game..." I wheezed through my teeth, wiping sweat from my eyes with trembling fingers, "...has zero fucking playtesting."
Around me, my nine wives were trembling, hovering over me with tear-streaked faces, their hands still glowing with residual healing magic.
A few yards away, Genta and Ibuki stood back-to-back on the outer edge of the path, divine weapons drawn, scanning the treeline like rabid guard dogs to make sure nothing touched us while I was down.
Ridley and Hifumi gently hooked their arms under my shoulders, helping me sit up against an ancient root.
"Yuki... what happened?!" Ridley pleaded, her voice cracking with intense worry. "You were screaming on the ground for five minutes! We thought your core was collapsing!"
I rested my head back, taking a slow, grounding breath. Calling up my interface with a tap of my finger, I reviewed the new error log.
A faint, confident smirk broke through my exhaustion.
"Don't worry, girls," I chuckled hoarsely, squeezing Ridley’s and Hifumi’s hands. "My seventeen-year-old body just couldn't handle 200,000 stats hitting it like a freight train. The system put a temporary 25,000-point speed governor on my attributes."
I looked up at my nine stunning wives, my eyes burning with sovereign certainty.
"The governor stays on until the network balances out. To shatter this limit and unlock the true Harem God form... I need exactly one more wife."
Part 2: The Min-Max Hangover & The Moss Bunker
I took a slow, deep breath, letting the girls gently help me back onto my feet.
Looking around, every single one of my nine wives was staring at me with wide, terrified eyes, their knuckles white and their chests heaving with lingering panic.
I didn't give them time to spiral.
Stepping forward, I pulled each of them against my chest one by one—Rena, Lilica, Ridley, Shizuku, Eve, Rika, Jamie, Meko, and Hifumi—capturing their lips in slow, deep, and thoroughly grounding kisses right there in the middle of the trail.
When our lips parted, their frantic breathing had steadied, replaced by soft, glowing blushes and calmed heartbeats.
"Breathe, girls," I smiled smoothly, rolling my shoulders as the raw mana settled comfortably beneath the new 25,000-point governor. "I’m fine. The seed I planted back in the void just tried to sprout a little too fast, and my mortal nervous system couldn't take the jolt. I honestly didn't expect the conversion rate to hit like a freight train."
I stretched my arms, feeling the dense, liquid power humming under my skin.
"When I wrote the code for [Harem God], the design was simple: I absorb flat attribute scaling directly from our combined household affection pool. Right now, that individual scaling is temporarily locked behind the hardware cap until we balance the sockets. But we're completely fine to move."
The panic in the column vanished, replaced by collective relief as our company fell back into tactical marching formation.
I took up my position in the rearguard, casually wrapping my arms around Hifumi and Shizuku by their waists, pulling their soft, feminine curves flush against my hips as we walked. With Lilica clinging happily to my left arm and Rena walking at my right, I was essentially escorting a walking wall of beauties.
I spent the next two hours showering them with quiet affection, stolen kisses, and teasing whispers, keeping our household tightly knit beneath the ancient canopy.
Hifumi looked up, her soft, pretty face still carrying a trace of worry. "Yuki... are you truly feeling better?"
"Never better, angel," I smiled, leaning down to claim her lips in a sweet, lingering kiss. "Just a temporary bottleneck. Right now, our only priority is banking safe EXP for the class and making steady progress toward that frontier town."
FLASH.
Rena popped her head out from the [Heartwood Spine], her long elven ears twitching with unmitigated, mischievous glee.
"Poor, poor Yuki..." the High Elf giggled mercilessly. "He min-maxed his cheat build so hard in the void that his own broken code came back to slap him right across the face!"
I dramatically staggered sideways in mock defeat, throwing my head back in laughter.
"Alright, you got me, sweetheart! I have a bad habit of over-engineering my builds. How was I supposed to know the universe’s physics engine had a math limit?!"
Rena let out an exaggerated, deeply fond sigh, rolling her emerald eyes with a radiant smile before resting her cheek against the wood.
Around mid-afternoon, the suffocating jungle canopy finally broke.
Our company of twenty-three stepped out onto a high river bluff. Ahead of us, the wide river branched into several rushing, crystalline streams that carved around the base of a towering, natural hill. The hill was a geological masterpiece—dense granite and limestone bedrock, blanketed in thick emerald moss, wild ferns, and crowned with a ridge of ancient oaks.
"Now that," I grinned, resting my staff on my shoulder, "is prime real estate."
I pulled up my 3D mapping interface to verify the terrain, with Ridley and Rika leaning over my shoulders to audit the wireframes.
Rika tilted her head, curious. "What do you mean by real estate, Yuki? Are you going to build an outpost here? Won't that take days?"
I shook my head with a confident smirk. "Three to four hours, tops. We’ve covered massive ground today. With this hill behind us, we’ll reach the middle ring by tomorrow night, and we’ll be entirely out of this death forest in less than a week."
Ridley traced the glowing contours on the map, nodding with tactical precision. "Agreed. Unless we hit a colossal wandering horde tomorrow, the terrain flattens out significantly past this ridge."
"Good," I sighed playfully. "Because I think every single one of us is thoroughly sick of sleeping on wet moss."
Before I could swipe the map away, two warm, soft bodies pressed flush against my back.
Jamie wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, while Meko locked her hands around my waist, resting her chin on my shoulder. Thanks to [Sensory Sensitivity], the soft friction of their curves pressing against me sent an intoxicating rush of heat straight to my core.
"What are you guys plotting over here?" Jamie whispered, her breath warm, fragrant, and tickling my ear.
I turned my head, planting sweet, lingering kisses on both of their lips. "Just planning our luxury shelter for the night, girls."
We gathered the class at the base of the hill, out of the spray of the river streams. I scouted the rock face, locating a recessed alcove shielded by hanging vines. Genta and Ibuki set up a relaxed perimeter guard while the rest of the class rested their legs in the grass.
Eve and Hifumi stood beside me, watching my hands with wide, fascinated eyes.
"How do you even start carving a mountain by yourself, Yuki?" Hifumi asked, clutching her spatial bag.
"Simple engineering, angel," I smiled, cracking my knuckles. "First, I cast [Holding Magic] over the outer crust. That creates a pressurized containment sleeve—meaning I can hollow out the inside without causing cave-ins, cracking the hill, or killing the root systems above. Then... Earth Magic handles the interior."
I pressed my palm flat against the granite face.
FZZZT.
The solid rock didn't shatter—it melted.
The granite and soil softened into malleable, glowing clay under my mana, parting smoothly like warm butter before my fingers. Eve and Hifumi stared with slack jaws as an arched doorway formed out of raw stone.
"Take a break with the others," I chuckled, stepping into the dark. "I've got some mining to do."
For the next four hours, the hillside echoed with a muffled, rhythmic symphony of structural creation.
Inside, my [Master of All Trades] and [Waste-Free Crafting] were firing on all cylinders. Earth Magic excavated sprawling corridors; compressed stone became polished flagstones; excess granite was pulverized into smooth masonry blocks; and felled subterranean roots were planed into sturdy support beams, doors, and bed frames with zero debris left over.
Just as the sun began to dip below the western canopy, I stepped back out into the cool evening air, dusting a light layer of rock powder from my shoulders.
"All done," I announced.
Before their eyes stood a completely camouflaged, two-story subterranean bunker. From the outside, the entrance looked like an ordinary moss-covered rock cleft.
Step inside, however, and the layout was an engineering marvel:
Floor 1 (Vanguard Level): A fully functional kitchen with stone stoves, a massive dining mess hall, a thermal washroom, and a reinforced private barracks suite for Genta and Ibuki during their guard rotations.
Floor 2 (Master Sanctuary): A sprawling, luxurious master suite carved from polished marble, featuring geothermal underfloor heating, sculpted stone furniture, and an immense, continuous raised platform bed cushioned with plush cotton mattresses and warm quilts.
I designed it intentionally—housing me and all twenty-one girls together on the second floor created an absolute, impenetrable tactical choke-point. Nothing was getting to them without coming through me first.
I wiped my hands, looking across the stunned, gaping faces of my classmates with a calm, dominant grin.
"Welcome to Outpost Alpha. Let's get dinner started."