The girl woke up in a daze. Hearing the urgent knocking, her instinct was to open the door, but Ethan caught her just in time.
"Yanagi, clothes... you aren't wearing anything!" Ethan whispered, keeping his voice as low as possible. "Don't open the door yet. Just handle your father."
Yanagi cleared her head a bit. Looking at the four people squeezed into her small bed, the memories of the previous night flooded back, and her cute face turned a deep red. Before her passion could reignite, another knock brought her back to reality. The sunlight slanting through the curtains proved it was late. She followed Ethan's instructions and responded through the door.
"Dad, I'm here. Is something wrong?"
Through the door, it was hard to hear clearly, but Fujio was sure it was his youngest daughter. However, her voice sounded a bit raspier than usual. Still nursing a hangover headache, he dismissed it as his imagination. In reality, after moaning for hours on end, all three women had gone hoarse.
"Yanagi, can I come in?" Fujio wanted to see her; talking through a door was inconvenient.
"..." The girl looked at the chaotic, lewd state of the room. The words "Come in" were the last things she could say. Not to mention her mother and sister lying there naked and covered in marks—the very smell of the room would give everything away to anyone who had ever had a sex life.
"It's a holiday, and I'm not out of bed yet. Why don't you wait in the living room? I'll get dressed and come down."
"Oh, I see..." Fujio found it a bit strange for her to sleep so late, but considering the cold weather, he figured it was normal to stay under the covers.
Meanwhile, Ethan was picking his clothes out from the floor and putting them on. As he dressed, he realized his "Netorare" tendencies were truly limited to "Pure Love." He couldn't bring himself to train his women to be used by others, nor did he want to see them humiliated or embarrassed. A "Wicked" Netorare guy would have wanted the husband to find out, relishing in the heroine's desperate attempts to hide the truth.
Pure Love Netorare it is, then, Ethan thought. To conquer the "Inner Demon," one had to be honest with their heart. If he forced himself to act differently, he would just fall into another trap.
Once Ethan was dressed, Fujio had been sent away to the living room. Yanagi started dressing immediately. As for the marks and smells, she'd have to handle those in the shower.
"Ethan, wake up Mom and Hana. Dad is going to look for them soon." Yanagi was the most level-headed and smartest of the three, and she read Fujio perfectly. "We need a plan. It's best if we sneak out and then come back in from the outside."
Ethan being in her room was a death sentence. If he were in Hana's room, Fujio would be angry, but he'd eventually get over it. In Yanagi's room, it was indefensible. Taking two sisters at once was not something Fujio would ever accept.
In the Underworld or Heaven, polygamy and "sister-sets" were common, but in the normal world, no matter how exceptional Ethan was, a normal worldview wouldn't accept his chaotic private life. Of course, in the Underworld, the current Red Dragon Emperor having a harem was expected.
"Okay, Yanagi. Go get washed up." Ethan smelled like sex too, but since he couldn't use magic, he just decided to avoid the Uzaki men entirely from now on. He had no desire to gloat in front of the "victim." His only goal was to claim the heroine's heart and body as his own.
Yanagi went to the bathroom. Ethan woke Tsuki and Hana. They were groggy at first, but when they heard Fujio was looking for them, they snapped awake. Tsuki didn't love Fujio, but after years of life and three children together, there was history. She felt some guilt for her infidelity; if she didn't, she'd be a sociopath.
Tsuki had always had suitors, even as a mother of three. Some had even tried underhanded tactics, but she had always stayed clean until Ethan arrived and completely conquered her. Hana, on the other hand, had fully accepted the situation, but she knew her father couldn't find out. They immediately began planning.
"Don't worry about that yet. Clean the room, air it out, and clean yourselves," Tsuki said, regaining her composure. Hiding the truth was the best choice for everyone; Fujio wouldn't be hurt, the family stayed intact, and she could keep seeing Ethan. The thought of ending things with her son-in-law never even crossed her mind. After last night, her body had been fully awakened; asking her to go back to celibacy would be a death sentence.
Ever since her union with Ethan, Tsuki found that her eyes only saw him. She attributed his "addictive" quality to his "Youkai" or supernatural nature. It wasn't just physical; she felt more energetic than ever.
The mother and daughters quickly tidied the room and slipped into the bathroom. Since Ethan had stripped them bare, their clothes on the floor were clean, saving them a trip to their own rooms. Ethan, meanwhile, slipped out of the second-story window.
Walking home, Ethan hummed a tune, feeling lighthearted. He realized he'd wanted the sexy MILF Tsuki for a long time; it wasn't just about the "Netorare" challenge. Suddenly, he felt a "loosening" in his spirit. Even while sealed, his internal energy surged. A moment of realization passed through him—his state of mind had broken through, but... it wasn't enough.
He realized he was finally facing his inner desires, but to truly defeat the Inner Demon, he needed to fulfill more of his heart's true thoughts.
Do I have to become a slave to desire to win? Do I have to fuck every pretty woman I see?