The First Step to Owning My Home

Who knew getting rid of one little cockroach would make things this easy...

With that thought, I started packing my bags, humming a tune that bubbled up naturally. Having returned to the real world for once, my emotions were spilling out all over the place. Honestly, doesn't everyone feel like cutting loose sometimes when they've been putting on a facade day after day? Like a cheat day or whatever. Right on cue, curiosity struck, and I grabbed my smartphone to call Jeong Jae-kyung.

Ring ring ring.

Luckily, the otaku hadn't set some weird ringtone. "Hello?"

"Jae-kyung, what're you up to?"

"What's got you sounding so chipper?"

Unlike usual, I was taking the initiative, and he started chuckling too. Truth be told, this guy's pretty decent if you ignore his sleazy side.

"Eh, nothing much. Tier-chan wants to meet up today, so I figured I'd give you a heads-up."

"Ugh... seriously, introduce me to that milf later."

I teased him to mess with him, but his reaction was surprisingly muted. What the hell?

"Huh? Tier-chan?"

"Yeah, why?"

Something felt ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠off-topic. "Isn't she your wife?"

"Ohhh~"

Finally realizing I was calling just to rib him, Jeong Jae-kyung snorted instead of rising to the bait like I'd hoped. "You little shit... how could a man covet another man's woman?"

"You nuts?"

"Tier-chan ain't a virgin anymore because of you."

"What the actual fuck?"

He launched into some twisted virgin purity rant. "Exactly! Tier-chan's no longer a pure spirit body, so she can't be my wife anymore!"

"Yeah!"

This crazy bastard... he must've taken a mental hit from me and lost his marbles. Still, it was kinda surprising on the flip side.

She's definitely not a virgin anymore...

Jeong Jae-kyung's instincts were cockroach-level sharp, as always.

"Anyway, so your 'wife' ain't Tier-chan anymore~ got it."

"Then who's your wife now?"

"Why? Wanna try cosplaying her?"

Quick on the uptake, he got my drift and went on guard, but soon scoffed. "Eh, whatever, I can tell you. Honestly, Plang-chan's a pain for cosplay anyway..."

"Plang?"

"Yeah, new pickup after Tier-chan. Insane performance. On par with Tier-chan? Anyway..."

Click.

I immediately opened my phone and fired up Ravinia Chronicles.

A touch on the beeping screen brought up the lobby, dominated by a massive new pickup banner.

"Fuck. Are they insane? Another limited character?"

I'd been living in game worlds without touching the app much, so I hadn't noticed, but this was some money-grubbing operation. My head throbbed as my finger hammered the pull button, dumping cash like it was nothing. After about 100 pulls, both characters registered in my roster.

The 4-star Dragon Knight Zeke was your typical NPC dude. Decent stats, but with that punchable face, I skipped him.

Finally, the screen filled with Fire Dragon Princess Plang. True to her name, fiery red wavy hair and massive dragon horns jutting from her side-swept bangs. Serpentine eyes and dragon scales dotting her skin gave off a powerful vibe. Arrogant yet confident gaze—total fresh appeal I'd never seen. Peak moe dragon girl in an otaku game. I checked her skillset and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠nodded.

"Party's four-man standard, right."

Tank, melee DPS, healer/support, ranged DPS. My dick swelled at the perfect lineup forming in my head. Handholding fantasies... in a game world, the odds of her spawning in my fantasy realm were high. No time to dawdle. A gentleman's revenge isn't ten years late—it's ten years long.

You're dead, Jeong Jae-kyung.

The familiar sensation hit, and my vision shifted.

+++

Glancing around, I took in the familiar inn room. I'd slipped out leaving Leon behind. Tier and Daphne had gone to their room for some alone time, I remembered. I hopped up and headed to theirs.

Knock knock.

Just a few steps away in the same inn. I stood before their double room. Rustling sounds, then the door opened. Tier, sniffing me out, greeted me personally. Her wolf ears perked, nostrils twitching as she scanned me calmly.

"Daphne?"

"Inside."

I nodded and stepped in. Tier circled me, sniffing intently. Figured it'd be weird. After devouring countless women in the murim world, my scent screamed it—especially to her sensitive nose. How could a woman's lingering fragrance still cling after so little time apart? Tier tilted her head adorably at the illogical mismatch.

Inside, our pregnant elf stroked her belly with a smile. "Berg! Come on in. Hehe."

I gave a light smile and kissed her forehead. Her face flushed beet ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠red—still awkward with bold affection. We hadn't even slept together yet. What a bizarre relationship. After a bit, we sat around the room's table and chairs.

"Gonna set our party policy."

Tier glanced at Daphne's belly. I smiled reassuringly at her apologetic look. "Not blaming you, Daphne. We're a real family now, right?"

She blushed and nodded softly. "Daphne's health aside, can't live in inns forever. Thinking of handling quests solo for a bit to get us a party house."

"Boss, but..."

Tier whined at me going alone; Daphne stayed quiet, knowing her situation. "What if something happens? Leaving Daphne alone?"

"Not that, but..."

I stroked her silver hair soothingly, and her expression eased. "Anyway, stick with Daphne for now."

"Got it."

"Sorry... because of me..."

I petted her drooping head like Tier's, and her eyes lifted. Like she was sulking for not getting any. Two beauties craving my love blindly—my heart tickled. Wanted a threesome to pour it out, but Daphne's condition made it impossible. Regrettable.

Guess I'll service Tier extra for it.

She loved our nightly romps; cooping up with Daphne might leave her frustrated. Composing myself, I glanced down—pants bulging. She'll like it?

+++

"Gack! Khck! Hnng!"

Slam! Thud! Thud!

Like always, gnawing Tier's nape while thrusting down, but her reactions were off.

"Haaaang! Ahk!"

Shivering wildly, salty sweat beading on her gripped nape nonstop. This was payback for minding Daphne. I'd apologized to her in advance for tonight. She insisted it was fine. Those green eyes peeking from the corner told the real story.

Spurt...

"Hm?"

Tier sprawled frog-like beneath me, golden stream trickling between her legs. I chuckled at her sloppy mess, licked her shoulder blade gently—her hips bucked in delight mid-climax. Splurt! Spluuurt! I poured into her lower half again.

"Fuu..."

I flipped her into my arms, brushing back her disheveled hair—the silky feel in my hand was exquisite. Her wolf ears twitched happily even unconscious. I smirked, hugging her close.

Alright... house stuff sorted for now.

Melted her good; Tier'd be fine for a while. Breathing steady, I scanned the messy room and clicked my tongue. Gotta find a place quick...

Post-sex stares in the inn hall, plus two wives here? Wanted their home cooking, fulfill the dream. How to snag a house...?

We were total noob adventurers. Money? Plenty. But real estate in this new world? Zero clue. Tier and Daphne were village girls fresh to the city. I'd have to legwork it. As adventurers, go through the guild.

"Mmm..."

Tier murmured in my arms. I stroked her bare ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠skin and closed my eyes.