Chapter 304: Tranquil Sleep of Shizuka
Shizuka Apartment.
On the spacious bed in the bedroom, two figures embraced each other.
After the successful investment, Hachiman couldn't wait to share the good news with Shizuka.
However, upon using the key to open the apartment door, he discovered Shizuka was taking a shower.
It was an opportunity Hachiman couldn't pass up.
He quickly undressed, let out a howl, and stormed in.
Bathroom, living room, bedroom...
The battlefield shifted continuously.
Although Shizuka was initially reluctant, she later took on the role of the aggressor.
After the intense battle, they rested in each other's arms.
"Shizu, I love you," Hachiman confessed passionately.
Unfortunately, Shizuka wasn't buying it. Glancing at her lower body, she remarked sarcastically, "Yeah, I can feel it. Your love is practically overflowing."
Hearing her words, Hachiman was left dumbfounded.
"Hey, don't kill the mood. I'm sincerely confessing to you."
"Tch, just a little brat trying to act all sincere," Shizuka rolled her eyes.
"Hehe, whether I'm a little brat or not, you know best."
"Pfft, you pervert."
Unexpectedly, as Hachiman suddenly indulged in some suggestive remarks, Shizuka blushed slightly, then suddenly remembered a question.
"By the way, how do you have the key to my apartment?"
She had just been taking a good shower, completely unaware that Hachiman would barge in, pin her against the wall, and engage in some intimate activities.
Even though it felt good.
Ahem... back to the main topic.
Shizuka glared at Hachiman. "Speak up. Did you secretly copy my apartment key? Do you realize that's illegal?"
In response to this question, Hachiman gave a slight smile.
"Why would I do something like that? The key was given to me by uncle and aunt when I visited last time. They said I should work hard so they could have a grandchild soon."
Unexpectedly, it turned out hed parents had practically sold her out, leaving Shizuka somewhat exasperated.
At that moment, she felt a pair of hands once again mischievously exploring the peaks on her chest.
"Smack!"
Shizuka slapped away Hachiman's wandering hand, giving him a stern look.
"You, still not satisfied?"
"With my lovely Shizu at home, how could I ever be satisfied?" Hachiman smirked.
To be fair, Shizuka did have a quite enticing figure.
In short: ample bosom, legs, and a slender waist.
Moreover, she's the type Hachiman likes, with long black hair. Add to that the bonus of being a teacher.
Upon hearing Hachiman's words, Shizuka felt a bit pleased. No woman wants her boyfriend to be indifferent, and though she was happy inside, she still snorted.
"Hmph, always saying sweet things. Let me ask you, do you really want to marry me?"
"Of course, it's true. How could I lie about something like that?" Hachiman said earnestly.
"If you marry me, what are you going to do about those girls?" Shizuka adjusted her expression.
"Don't tell me you don't know about their feelings for you."
Hearing this question, Hachiman fell silent for a moment, then lifted his head.
"I won't give up on those girls either."
Unexpectedly, he said that, leaving Shizuka momentarily stunned.
"What do you mean? Don't tell me you want to marry all of us?"
"That's right, I do have that intention." Hachiman nodded without hiding anything.
"Jerk! We're in a monogamous society now. Do you want to have a harem like ancient emperors or kings?" Shizuka angrily spoke.
"I don't have such a big appetite as emperors or kings. I can't handle three thousand concubines. I just want a few of you, that's enough." Hachiman smiled.
Three thousand concubines? That would be too overwhelming; just thinking about it is terrifying.
He doesn't want to marry many girls, just Yukino, Yui, Shizuka, Yumiko, Utaha, Saeko, Kotonoha, Erina...
Hmm, when you count them carefully, it seems quite a few.
But he believes his body can handle it. After all, having a maxed-out physique is not a joke. Whether it's stamina, endurance, or even energy, there has been a significant improvement.
Plus, he has the "Kama Sutra" module, so he doesn't feel tired after intimate activities; instead, he feels refreshed, as if he can go for hundreds of rounds.
Hmm, it feels like there's a bit of a harem anime protagonist vibe.
Well, it's beneficial for himself, so who cares.
Unexpectedly, Hachiman really wants to build a harem, and Shizuka can't sit still.
"Jerk..."
Unfortunately, before she could explode, Hachiman suppressed her again.
Hmm, really suppressed—physically.
Hachiman decided to use the technique he used on Utaha before – "Sleepwear."
Since they were both undressed already, Hachiman easily went for it.
"Please note, the enemy aircraft will arrive in ten seconds."
"Hey, we haven't finished talking. Don't you dare... Ah... Jerk... You liar."
Shizuka cursed loudly because it hadn't been ten seconds yet.
"Ah... Jerk, hurry... out, first... explain things clearly."
Unfortunately, Hachiman wouldn't play the deserter. Once he entered the battlefield, he wouldn't retreat.
As an excellent soldier, he worked hard, charging bravely.
Sure enough, with his mighty combat power, Shizuka was defeated, her forces in disarray.
Unfortunately, Hachiman knew military strategy. Deception in warfare was common, and now that weakness might be just a pretense. Since the war had started, he couldn't afford to be lenient. He pursued relentlessly, not giving the enemy any chance to catch their breath.
Finally, after a continuous three hours of warfare, the curtain fell. At this moment, Shizuka appeared somewhat scattered, like a fish out of water. Her cherry lips were gently panting, and her prominent chest rose and fell with each breath.
Satisfied with his achievements, Hachiman nodded approvingly. Shizuka's physique could be considered the strongest he had encountered so far, surpassing even Saeko. It took over three hours of intense combat to thoroughly defeat her.
However, Hachiman's stomach suddenly growled. Considering he hadn't had lunch yet, coupled with over three hours of strenuous activity, it was indeed time to replenish some energy.
Sitting up from the bed, Hachiman quickly put on a few pieces of clothing and headed to the kitchen, preparing to whip up something to satisfy his hunger.