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Tokyo's Biggest Freeloader

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This is a fan translation of 东京软饭王 The original author is 夜幕下的鬼 Please support them! === Reborn in Tokyo. No talent, no morals—he just wants to lie down and do nothing. But unfortunately… he’s broke. There’s no way he’s going to stomach a job. He has to find a way to start living off a woman—now. Since no elegant, wealthy sugar mama is willing to take him in… then the next best thing is to find a future rich woman with potential, raise her right, boost her affection, and then cash in when the time is right! This is Kuroba Akira’s original, time-tested strategy for living the lazy life: The Future Sugar Mama Investment Method. As long as he can carefully manage the rise and fall of affection levels, and maintain the delicate balance between all the “boats” he’s sailing... Then a lifetime of mooching off women is just around the corner! Our motto: “Lie down. Rot. Mooch forever!” ... Breaking news:Renowned entrepreneur and investor Kuroba Akira, who has been missing, has finally been rescued. Several of the main perpetrators turned out to be women with whom he shared… ambiguous relationships dating back to his student years. Now, let’s take a look at the moment Mr. Kuroba was rescued: “Why... I scammed so much money off you girls, how is your affection level not dropping, but actually going up?!” Thanks to Mr. Kuroba’s sacrifice, we’ve learned two important lessons: The affection market is fundamentally unpredictable. Living off women always comes with a price. Also… this is a harem story, but beware: the women are not right in the head.
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