Chapter 103: Managing the Harem is Hard!
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 103: Managing the Harem is Hard!
A week had already passed since the end of the "Doki-Doki Summer Affair Ryokan Chronicles." This meant that more of the vacation had passed than what remained.
I was spending my time idly, catering to my pets' perverted tastes and playing the villainous Dark Ptero against Grasha’s Alpha Tyranno, when my mom’s friends started reaching out.
『I heard you’re entering a violin competition. That’s wonderful! Also, the platform I mentioned last time has finally launched~』
I read the text from the purple-headed Snow Woman, Morian, and ghosted her.
『I heard you’re entering a competition? I know how to play the piano. Want to do a duet?』
Alicia, the blonde, red-eyed vampire, was trying some useless move, so I read and ghosted her too.
They were always spouting nonsense based on strange rumors, so there was no need to pay them any mind.
“Alpha Tyranno Kick!”
What mattered more was Grasha, who was holding the Alpha Tyranno and flying at me with a mid-air sidekick. I moved to dodge, but my reaction was a beat too slow, and I ended up sprawled across the bed.
It was a good thing my mana control had improved lately; otherwise, I’d be clutching my chest and crying for my mom right now.
“Grasha! I told you no kicking or punching!”
“Hmph! Take that!”
She lunged at me like a typical youngest sibling and mounted me. Instinctively, I brought my guard up.
“It’s because you’re a weakling! I’m toughening you up!”
My crazy younger sister grabbed my wrists and started pinning them down. Once my guard was broken, there would be nothing left to protect me.
“See? You’re so weak!”
“It’s because you’re freakishly strong! Everyone in my class is a total loser compared to you!”
She bit my shoulder. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt; it was just ticklish, making me flinch slightly. I wondered if she was a vampire or something, but since it seemed like a symptom of affection deprivation, I had no choice but to play along.
Still, seeing as the frequency of her violence had decreased since the ryokan trip, it seemed our little one was maturing mentally, which was a relief.
I wanted to pester Mom to take us on another trip for Grasha’s sake, but the problem was that civil servants were so busy they could never find the time.
“Oppa! Oppa! Oppa!”
“Yes, yes, Grasha. My neck and shoulder are getting all sticky, so can you stop biting me now?”
“No way~!”
I worried that her early education might be a failure, but influenced by my correct worldview and my kind personality that treats everyone without prejudice, even my inferior elf sister was becoming more like a human being.
As she fell into a peaceful slumber within minutes of hugging me, I decided to kill some time by messaging Morian back.
– That’s amazing! You’re so cool, Noona! By the way, what’s this about a competition?
『Amazing, right? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?』
『Seoha said you were entering a violin competition?』
『Noona will definitely be there no matter what! Yes! I’ll definitely go!』
『Oh, is there anything you want to eat?』
『Anything you want to have?』
『I miss our Yong-hwan so much!』
『You miss me too, right, Yong-hwan?』
『I’m sorry I haven’t been able to visit because I’ve been so busy lately!』
『Ah, are you busy right now?』
『Want to talk on the phone?』
『Yong-hwan?』
Since these weren't messages that required a reply, I read and ghosted them.
Regardless, I hadn't heard anything about a competition, and I was only terrified of what was actually going on.
I wanted to kick Yuseoha in the back of her knees and make her faceplant while I interrogated her, but unfortunately, the basic education institute was closed today. I had to look after the youngest, so it seemed I’d have to talk to her tomorrow while we were messing around with the violin.
Before that, since I rarely had this much free time, I had to do some harem management.
– Alicia Noona, you know how to play the piano? Then we definitely have to do a duet! I have so much fun when I’m with you, so I think a duet would make me really happy!
『Are you free tomorrow?』
『The day after is fine too!』
『Call me whenever it’s convenient!』
『Actually, I’m free starting next week. Should we practice our duet then?』
『Ame seems busy again lately, so I’ll take care of you!』
『It was so much fun when we were at the house together, like newlyweds, right?』
『Yong-hwan?』
『Are you busy?』
『Hmm?』
Just because I gave them one sumata at the ryokan, these older women were coming at me like crazy. It was simply pathetic to see them so serious about something that was basically child's play.
I understood why they were clinging to me like this, since inferior species like them had no other way to meet an SSS-Rank Male, but they still had a long way to go, considering they still saw me as husband material rather than their Master.
I was scrolling through my contacts to mess with my mom’s other friends when I realized I didn't have the number for the Northern Margravine Brigade Commander—the soldier sister whose race, not just her job, was a Witch.
In case you don't remember, she’s Cassia Cortin, the one who committed a "subsistence-type" white-collar crime by embezzling my rabbit skins.
I didn't know the extent of her combat power since she was always bundled up, but looking at the massive melons visible through her military uniform, she possessed a body wicked enough to be friends with Morian.
Anyway, since I was using my burner phone to contact the sisters, it made sense that I didn't have Cassia Cortin’s number. I pulled out the phone I used for no one but my mom and sent the Witch sister a text.
– Cassia Noona, how have you been? We went on a trip to the beach recently, and it was boring without you! The rabbit hunting last time was so~ much fun. It would have been great if you came along! Here are some photos we took together~!
My phone, which was open-source to my mom, only contained normal photos. I sent a few pictures of Mom smiling brightly in a bikini and the other sisters looking wary of me.
I saw that she read it, but when there was no reply, I was starting to think I’d been ghosted.
『Oh.』
A text arrived.
『Mustve been fun.』
Very slowly.
『Sad icant go cuz the border is busu.』
Without any spaces.
『Lets go next tme;.』
And full of typos.
It was as if this person was intentionally assigning herself the "tech-illiterate" trait. It was terrifying that she was finding her own way to survive like this.
– Yeah! Let’s definitely go next time!
Anyway, thinking about the next person in line, it was Tiria Le Piats, that stupid pushover black cow prosecutor, so I just ignored her.
While my mom’s friends, who were practically begging for a chance with me, were bottom-tier as females, they were still people of some status standing in line.
I had no desire to get close to a man-crazy, trashy, pervert prosecutor like "Tiria," who had the nerve to tell me to come back when I was older.
Next was Camel, whom I’d lost contact with recently. Seeing how she read my messages within seconds, it seemed she’d taken the bait perfectly. It was almost cute to think she was so embarrassed after climaxing just once that she didn't know what to do and couldn't reply.
Given that she hadn't replied even when I sent the photos of the pets' submission and obedience last time, I might need to change my approach.
– Camel Noona, I haven't heard from you lately. Are you busy?
I saw her read it immediately. But there was no reply. For a moment, I wondered if I should take a picture of my lower half and send it, but I was too lazy, so I just took a picture of the sleeping Grasha and sent it with a "Cute, right?"
She read it so fast it was as if she had an auto-read function on, but still, there was no reply. It was frightening to think what kind of responsibility this person was trying to force upon her future self by acting so rudely.
By the way, the Fluffy Teacher had disappeared after saying she was going to do something big, but since there had been no news, I wondered if she was just a MacGuffin.
Her ass was satisfying and her devotion was nice, but since she was a basic academy teacher, it was hard to find time to act out an affair, even if she was fun to play with.
I could dote on her plenty if she became a teacher at an elementary school or the Academy, but what crazy bitch would prepare for a teaching appointment just for one guy?
Anyway, I needed more time until my sister was fully asleep so I could sneak away, so I only regained my freedom after acting cute with my pets.
***
“So, what’s this about a competition?”
“That’s… I, I thought I could w-win if it’s now….”
The next day, as soon as I arrived, I made Yuseoha double over to use her as a chair, and she began to answer faithfully.
“Is a competition a joke to you?! Do you think geniuses are a laughingstock?! You think you can just pop out a kid and send him to a contest and that’s it? Mom!!!”
I had to put in the effort to snap her out of it by grabbing her hair, pulling, and letting go several times.
“N-no… I-it’s because winning is possible now… I w-wanted to give my son a p-prize….”
“If you’re planning to join the judging panel and rig the scores, forget it! You pathetic mother! You’re a loser! You’re trash! You’re absolutely vile! Say something! You piece of trash!”
I didn't want to talk like this, but in my desire to go and receive the prize she was offering, I had no choice but to spit out the "words Yuseoha loves to hear."
“Ugh… N-no… I know the judges… I-I can teach you how to g-get points…. That’s why….”
“You’re not going to bribe them or anything, right?”
“N-no… You hate that kind of thing.”
Well, that changed things a bit.
“So, where does this baseless confidence that I can win a prize come from? I’m just as incompetent as my incompetent mother!”
“R-right now… it’s not a b-battle of talent… it’s a battle of e-effort…. At your current age… you c-can win….”
To translate: this was the point before talent truly bloomed and differentiated people. Since it was a time when one could be evaluated purely on the hours put in, she was telling me to enter the competition and take the easy win.
“Hmm….”
“Do you… like it…?”
Yuseoha asked cautiously.
“Fine. Approved.”
The pink-headed mother nodded.
She looked a bit too cocky, so I slapped her butt.
Spank!
“Hiee?!”
Yuseoha let out a delighted cry.