Netori: I Shall Steal All Of My Enemies' Women For Revenge!

"Then… that means we can't have sex for a while, right?"

Haruto's sudden remark shattered the tender atmosphere, making Chiyo freeze mid-sniffle.

She pulled away just enough to glare at him before landing a light punch on his chest.

"Why would you say that all of a sudden?!" she huffed, her cheeks still damp with tears.

"You completely ruined the mood!"

He only chuckled, rubbing her back in soothing circles. "You were just so tense, Chiyo. When you walked in looking like that, I thought you were about to hand me a test for cancer or something."

"It can't be helped! We aren't even married!" she shot back, then leaned in closer, lowering her voice as she whispered in his ear.

"And what if Haruka finds out about our relationship? What are you going to do then? I'm supposed to be your step-mother… And ugh, aunt."

Haruto stiffened.

Right. That was a problem.

It wasn't just Haruka—he had to break this news to every member of his harem. How were they going to react? What would Haruka say?

A wave of realization hit him, making him press his fingers against his temple.

He had been so caught up in the shock and happiness of becoming a father that he completely forgot about the consequences.

"Damn… I need to tell them," he muttered.

Chiyo fidgeted, guilt creeping into her voice. "I… I should've used contraception." She stared down at her hands, her fingers twisting together.

Haruto let out a long sigh. "Don't blame yourself. It's my fault too—I should've been more careful."

His lips twitched in wry amusement. "Guess I got carried away at the moment… ended up cumming inside you."

Before either of them could say another word, a deliberate throat-clearing sound came from behind the door.

Both of them turned, just in time to see Asuka stepping into the room.

"Instead of sulking over what's already done, why don't we think about the future?" she said matter-of-factly.
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"For starters… How about a new house? You know this place is way too cramped for a kid to grow up in. Especially when they'll have a lot of mothers around."

Haruto blinked, caught off guard by her reaction.

She wasn't mad. She wasn't envious. She didn't even seem remotely bothered about the child Chiyo carrying.

That was surprising in itself since Asuka and Chiyo had always been at each other's throats, bickering over the smallest things.

Yet here she was, talking about the future as if they had already planned this together.

"Ah, yeah, Asuka's right," Chiyo chimed in, nodding as if they were suddenly on the same page. "We should move into a bigger house."

Haruto was still trying to process the situation. 'Wait… Asuka?'

His eyes darted between them, and what unsettled him most wasn't even the fact that Asuka was being reasonable. It was that Chiyo had just called her by her first name.

It sent a bigger shock through him than the revelation that he was going to be a father at eighteen.

"Ugh… I'm not so sure about that," he admitted after a moment.

"I think we should talk to Haruka first. This house… it's where we grew up. Moving out all of a sudden would feel… strange."

Chiyo and Asuka exchanged glances before nodding in agreement.

"You're right," Chiyo said softly. "We should ask Haruka first."

She placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "And… I get it. This house is full of memories of your mother, isn't it?"

Haruto smiled, but deep down, he wasn't sure how to respond.

The truth was, he didn't remember much about his mother. Their connection had always been distant, like a vague recollection that never fully took shape.

Even so, the idea of leaving this house unsettled him.

He couldn't explain why, but… letting go felt difficult.

"If you ever change your mind," Asuka said, slipping a glossy brochure into his hand, "you can pick any house you like." A bright, knowing smile crossed her lips.

Haruto eyed the brochure, recognizing Asuka's persistence immediately.

She had been bringing up the idea of moving for a while now—any chance she got.

It was no secret that she hated living in a cramped house.

"Fine. We'll discuss it when Haruka is home," Haruto said, concluding the discussion.

The three of them continued chatting for a while—talking about the baby, what Chiyo would need, and various other things—before eventually leaving him alone in his room.

As the door shut behind them, Haruto exhaled and leaned back against his bed, a smirk tugging at his lips.

'Finally,' he sighed impatiently checking the system.

The system had been bombarding him with notifications, and now he could finally check them in peace.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations!]

[Final Quest: Happy News Will Come! – Completed!]

[You can check your rewards in your inventory.]

[Congratulations! You have leveled up!]

[Level 40 → Level 42]

[All of Chiyo's attributes have been maxed out! Rewards available in your inventory!]

Haruto wasted no time opening his inventory. There were plenty of items he had yet to use from previous rewards, but his attention immediately locked onto the dark blue box sitting in his inventory.

[Do you want to open the special box from Chiyo?]

"Yes!" he answered without hesitation.

[Chiyo's Special Box Rewards:]

[Skill: Psychometry of People]

[Items: Five Attribute Tickets]

[50,000 Sex Coins]

Haruto's eyes widened in excitement. His breath hitched slightly as he quickly pulled up the skill description.

[Skill Name: Psychometry of People]

[Description: By touching someone, you can see certain memories from their past. However, be cautious—the memories will be incredibly vivid, making you experience not just their joy but also their pain as if it were your own.]

[Limit: Can be used three times a day.]

"This… is useful," he muttered, rubbing his chin. "I can dig up a lot of information on my enemies with this."

But his excitement was tempered by the warning in the description.

"Still, the side effect is something else." He sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Experiencing someone's pain firsthand… That could get messy."

Even so, knowledge was power, and this skill could be invaluable.

Setting that aside, he moved on to the next reward—the five attribute tickets.

[Item: Attribute Tickets]

[Description: Each ticket randomly increases a selected target's attribute by 5-10 points.]

Haruto's grin widened.

"Finally… I can subjugate Asuka without spending any sex points!"

He let out a small chuckle, pleased with his growing arsenal of resources.

Still, there was no need to rush. He would use them when the time was right. For now, there were other things to take care of.

***

"I don't mind if we move out," Haruka said, her voice calm but thoughtful.

"I actually think it's a great idea… since we have, uh, a new family member now." She cast a glance at Asuka.

Asuka's face lit up as she clapped her hands together. "Nice! Then let's start choosing a house!"

"Wait, wait, wait—" Haruto quickly stepped in, hands raised.

"Isn't this a little too fast? Haruka, don't you feel any attachment to this house?"

It had been two days since Chiyo told him about her pregnancy, and Haruka had just returned from her school trip.

They hadn't even opened the souvenirs she brought back, yet Asuka had been pushing him to hold an emergency meeting about moving.

Haruka paused for a moment before shaking her head. "I mean, sure, but… there are bad memories too."

Her gaze flickered with something unreadable before she added, "If we move, wouldn't that mean Father won't be able to find us anymore? I think that's a good thing."

Haruto's expression darkened.

Had Haruka been worried about that all this time?

Had she been living in fear that the bastard might come back and hurt her again?

His fists clenched at the thought.

"And besides," Haruka continued, "shouldn't you be the one with the strongest connection to this house? You were close to Mother, after all."

That made him freeze.

"Close?" he echoed, a strange sense of unease creeping into his chest.

His childhood memories felt like they were hidden behind a thick fog—blurry, incomplete. Yet, strangely, his memories from junior high onward were perfectly clear.

Haruka seemed to realize she had struck a nerve, quickly covering her mouth. "Ah—sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

"No, it's fine," he muttered. "It's just… I barely remember anything from back then."

Haruka hesitated, then shifted uncomfortably. "That's probably because of trauma. I heard that kind of thing can make people forget memories."

"Right… yeah. That makes sense." He nodded, accepting her reasoning, though something inside him remained unsettled.

Before he could dwell on it, Haruka's next question brought him back to reality.

"But isn't this a bit sudden?" She glanced at the others, suspicion creeping into her expression.

"Did something… happen?"

"Oh, yeah! We're getting a new addition—"

Asuka started to say, only to yelp as Haruto suddenly stomped on her foot under the table.

She shot him a glare while he quickly shook his head, signaling her to keep quiet.

Haruka's eyes narrowed. "A new addition of what?" Her gaze flicked between them before landing squarely on her brother. "Brother?"

A tense silence fell over the room.

Haruto and Chiyo exchanged glances, both unsure of how to break the news.

Seconds stretched unbearably, each one heavier than the last until Haruto finally let out a slow breath.

"Haruka…" He met her gaze head-on. "Chiyo is pregnant."

Haruka's expression barely shifted. "Oh. Really? Well, congratulations, I guess?"

She lifted an eyebrow, her tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.

Then, she folded her arms and asked, "So… who's the father?"

Haruto swallowed. A nervous bead of sweat slid down his temple.

"…It's me," he admitted, voice quieter than before. "I'm the father."