The morning greeted the Scandinavian-designed Rokuhara Residence. At the back of the house, a private pool sparkled under the sunlight.
Ren felt it was a waste to have never used this facility since buying the house. So, he decided that today he would spend his free time enjoying himself with the women of his harem at the pool!
By 10 a.m., the pool was filled with laughter and splashes of water.
Ren lounged on a folding chair, sipping fresh fruit juice. His eyes indulged in the spectacular visual feast provided by the five women before him.
Despite her swollen pregnant belly, Itsuki chose a maroon halter-neck bikini with thin straps wrapping around her neck and back. The fabric was so minimal it barely covered her breasts and lower half, accentuating her full curves and proudly displaying her large belly.
Masha went bold with a black micro-string bikini, mere threads connecting tiny triangular patches over her chest and lower body. Her E-cup chest seemed ready to spill out of the scant fabric, while the bottom left little to the imagination.
Hayasaka wore a white cut-out monokini designed with numerous holes and side ties. The strategically placed fabric highlighted every curve of her body, revealing smooth skin through the open gaps, almost like sensual netting.
Alya opted for a navy-blue triangle-top bikini with a low-rise thong bottom. The thin fabric barely covered anything front or back, provocatively showcasing her slender yet shapely figure.
Meanwhile, Ririka, usually shy, surprised everyone with a simple yet minimalist lavender bandeau bikini. The top was a thin strip of fabric wrapped around her chest, and the bottom was a tiny g-string, exposing nearly all of her hips.
All five swimsuits, though different in style, shared a striking commonality: they were incredibly revealing and provocative, barely covering the most sensitive areas. More than just nudity, these swimsuits were designed to ignite the libido of any man who saw them.
"This is paradise on earth, isn't it? How many men dream of such an immoral lifestyle?" Ren commented with a faint smile, his gaze drifting from one woman to another as they played in the water.
"You're looking more and more like a villain, hubby. Forcing us to wear swimsuits like these… ugh, it's so embarrassing." Itsuki grumbled, stepping out of the pool, dripping wet.
Her hair clung to her pale skin. She walked toward an empty chair beside Ren and sat down carefully, trying to get comfortable with her large belly.
"You look sexy, Itsuki-sensei." Ren replied, his smile widening.
"Moo~ how many times have I told you not to call me Sensei!" Itsuki pursed her lips, her face flushing red. "Thinking about a teacher letting her student do whatever he wants to her, I feel like I've failed as an educator."
She disliked Ren calling her teacher. After all, their teacher-student relationship was taboo, one society would never condone.
"It's too late for regrets, Itsuki-sensei knows that." Ren said, glancing at her swollen belly, now just days away from giving birth.
"I know, you don't need to remind me, hubby. And besides, I've never regretted it." Itsuki sighed deeply, her gaze distant. "Haaa… This might be karma… My mother fell for her high school teacher, and now the roles are reversed—I've fallen for a student in my class."
A wry smile crossed her face at the unexpected twist of fate. Itsuki gently caressed her belly, carrying their child, a tangible reminder of her life choices.
Meanwhile, the other four women enjoyed themselves in their own ways at the pool.
On one side, Masha and Alya, the Kujou sisters, were playing in the water.
Masha suddenly splashed water at Alya, a big wave hitting her face as she was seriously reading a book by the poolside.
"Masha! What are you doing?!"
Alya frowned, dropping her now-slightly-wet book. Her usually calm face showed a hint of annoyance.
Masha just giggled. "Hehe, sorry, Alya-chan! The water jumped on its own! I just wanted you to join the fun! Life's too short to be so serious—you'll age faster, you know!"
Alya sighed, wiping the water from her face. "That's not funny, Masha. My book's wet now. And I won't age faster just for being serious. A student's duty is to study; it's important for the future."
"The future's far off! What matters now is having fun!" Masha didn't care. She dove underwater briefly, then resurfaced near Alya, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "How about a swimming race? Loser treats everyone to ice cream!"
"I'm not interested in competitions unrelated to academics. Besides, I need to dry my book." Alya replied, picking up her wet book and patting it.
"Come on, just this once! Loosen up those stiff muscles! Ren-kun won't like a rigid girl." Masha whispered playfully in her sister's ear, though she didn't mean it too seriously.
At that, Alya's cheeks flushed slightly.
"That's none of your business, Masha. And I'm not rigid!" she defended, her voice a bit louder than usual.
"Fine! But no swimming race. How about a riddle game? Whoever answers wrong has to dive three times." Alya offered, steering the game toward something more intellectual.
"Woo, fun! Riddles! Alright, I'll go first!" Masha's enthusiasm flared, forgetting the wet book and stiff muscles. To her, any game was pure joy.
On the opposite side of the pool, Hayasaka swam gracefully. Her freestyle strokes were smooth, her body gliding through the water like a dolphin, creating minimal ripples. Her bold white cut-out monokini highlighted every movement of her trained muscles.
She seemed to relish the sensation of the water caressing her skin, unbothered by the drama around her.
Nearby, Ririka faced a small mishap. She was floating leisurely on the surface, enjoying the warm water, when an unexpected wave—perhaps from Masha's splash or Hayasaka's movements—hit her body.
Her minimalist lavender bandeau bikini, barely covering anything, came loose and floated away in the water.
"Eh?"
Ririka's eyes widened in shock. Panicked, she quickly crossed her arms to cover her chest. Her face flushed with embarrassment. She glanced around, hoping no one noticed. But her detached swimsuit was now floating a few meters away, drifting further from her reach with the water's current.
Ririka hurriedly chased after it, trying to grab the thin fabric before it floated too far or caught Ren's eye.
*DING-DONG!*
The sound of the front doorbell interrupted the lively morning at the pool. Itsuki and Ren glanced toward the door.
"I'll get it." Hayasaka said.
Having just finished swimming, she glanced briefly at Ririka, who was still frantically chasing her loose bikini with a panicked expression.
Without saying much, Hayasaka swiftly grabbed a bathrobe hanging on a nearby chair. She slipped it on quickly and walked calmly toward the entrance, leaving behind the pool scene now filled with small drama.