Chapter 121
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 121
Chapter Title: Test (1)
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No way. Doing it because you're horny? What the hell...
I stared at the old man with a face like I was witnessing something indescribable.
No way. Doing it because you're horny.
For a moment, I was utterly dumbfounded, but I tried to think of a reason anyway.
It just felt too shady to accept without question.
As I pondered it briefly, I realized I hadn't asked what connection he had with the people listed on that paper.
'But what kind of relationship is it?'
At the very least, telling me to impregnate them meant it wasn't anything ordinary.
Takuya thought that, then voiced his curiosity.
"So, what kind of relationship do you have with these people?"
The old man responded nonchalantly to my question.
"They're my sons' wives and daughters."
"What?"
No. This old bastard couldn't mean he wanted me to impregnate his own wives and daughters, could he?!
I was beyond shocked—my frontal lobe was rattling.
'I thought I was crazy enough already.'
Takuya considered himself pretty insane, but compared to the old man in front of him, he had to concede a level.
How could anyone ask a total stranger he'd just met to impregnate his sons' women and his own daughters?
Feeling my common sense shatter, I asked the old man,
"Uh, is that really okay?"
When I spoke in a concerned tone, the old man chuckled as if it were no big deal and explained the circumstances.
He gave some vague excuse about bad genetics from botched births, but my instincts told me otherwise.
'That's just the surface reason.'
The logic was simple.
For one, there wasn't a trace of worry or disgust on his face.
Just that same strange excitement and anticipation from before.
That was no expression of concern.
It was the look of someone eagerly awaiting something.
Thanks to that, my head throbbed a bit, but at least the weight on my mind lightened.
After all, he'd gotten permission from everyone involved, right?
No reason to hold back, then.
Besides, with Bitcoin tanking lately, my startup funds were running low. I needed to secure some cash.
So I told the old man,
"I'll do it."
To my hard-won decision, the old man replied,
"I've never said I'd just hand you the job outright, have I?"
"Huh? What do you—"
I let out a bewildered voice at his sudden reversal, but only for a moment.
"I did make you an offer, but that doesn't mean no test involved."
"Ah, right."
No way. He'd come to me first with the proposal, and now he was saying that?
The retort nearly flew out of my mouth, but I clamped it shut.
Speaking up like that had never ended well for me.
As I stayed quiet, the old man continued,
"Well, the test itself is nothing major. Just satisfy my subordinates."
"Subordinates...?"
"All the women here."
I glanced around.
Two women with massive builds—specifically, a white woman who looked Irish with striking red hair and thick thighs, a black woman whose curls peeked out even in a ponytail, and for some reason, a stoic black bob-cut woman who seemed perfect for spanking.
'Hmm. So I have to fuck those women?'
If it came down to possible or not, they were all doable.
They weren't some other race—just different skin tones.
And they were all quite beauties, to boot.
With that in mind, I told the old man,
"Got it. So when and where do I meet them?"
"No need to meet separately. Right here, right now."
It was crazy talk, but after all the other madness, it actually felt relatively normal. I calmly shook my head and said,
"If we do it here, I'll have to hold back to keep their moans down. Can't control my pace like that."
"Ho ho, pretty confident, eh?"
"Think of it less as confidence and more as a given."
"Kukuku, fine. That level of confidence should do nicely."
The old man muttered something to his secretary beside him, then handed me a paper with an address scribbled on it.
"I'll let the director know tomorrow, so head there."
"Here...?"
"Ah, one of my villas. The closest one to here."
Whoa, a villa.
'Never even seen one before possession, and now I get to visit.'
Takuya nodded, thinking he'd need to restock potions before going.
In the room after Takuya left.
Yuzuke, with even his guards dismissed, sipped the tea his secretary had poured, calming his excitement.
Even for a man as vigorous as him despite his age, ordering sex with his sons' wives and daughters—not to mention his cherished subordinates—was impossible not to get worked up over.
Thus, Yuzuke spent quite a while sipping tea to steady his mind and body.
By the time he'd drained the cup,
Lunako—the secretary who'd remained expressionless throughout—spoke in a voice tinged with uncharacteristic emotion.
"Are you really wiping my debt clean in exchange for giving my first time to that brat?"
Yuzuke calmly replied as he drank his tea,
"Yes."
"Understood."
Lunako answered flatly, but inside, she couldn't help but feel thrilled.
In truth, Suzuki Lunako hadn't chosen to be Yuzuke's secretary of her own free will.
It was only natural—who'd want to serve a man infamous for his perversions?
Not her, for starters, so obviously no one else either.
Lunako had been working as Yuzuke's secretary for nearly 15 years to pay off her parents' debts.
Of course, that didn't mean she truly hated or despised him.
She could work like this at all only because of something close to Yuzuke's mercy.
Work as a secretary to repay hundreds of millions of yen? Nothing else explained it but mercy.
Though she did loathe his perverted mindset and actions.
At any rate, Lunako couldn't help but feel a thrill at Yuzuke's firm confirmation.
It was only natural.
Just sleeping with a guy smaller than her would erase the remaining tens of millions of yen.
An amount that would've taken years more of work to pay off.
And he'd forgive it all for one go? How could she not be happy?
Doesn't it suck to lose your virginity?
She wasn't from some great family, so it didn't hold much value anyway.
At best, it'd just heighten a man's excitement at most.
'Better to use it to clear my debt.'
Of course, she wasn't entirely without worries.
'It was huge...'
The size of that boy she'd have to give it to.
Even from the monitor footage, it had been obviously massive, but she'd trained in advance just in case, so it should be fine.
Lunako reassured herself that way, yet oddly, just recalling those scenes made her body tremble faintly.
Probably from sheer joy at the debt relief.
Yeah, that must be it.
The next day.
I was about to walk to the villa not far from the hospital when,
"Ah, are you Takuya by any chance?"
"Ah, yes."
"Good thing I caught you. Yuzuke said to escort you comfortably."
"Oh."
Luckily, transportation was provided.
I nodded and followed the driver's lead into the car, heading to the villa he'd mentioned.
The villa we arrived at screamed old money—clearly someone wealthy had spared no expense.
High-end materials blended nicely with nature, that kind of vibe?
Anyway, stepping inside, I saw,
'No way. Why are there so many cameras?'
Dozens of them dotted the villa everywhere.
Expensive ones fit for broadcasting, even.
I was stunned at first, but quickly regained my composure and thought,
'Just treat it like an AV shoot.'
With perfect self-hypnosis in place,
I headed to the room with the women I'd be sleeping with today.
At the door, I hesitated to barge in and cracked it open first to check the vibe before entering.
Peeking inside,
"Oh."
The women were dressed to suit their features.
The big-built ones wore American-style military pants and skin-tight crop tops.
The shorter bob-cut woman was in a maid outfit.
At a glance, it seemed fitting, but there was one hidden detail.
Namely,
'Looking closer... no bras?'
They all seemed braless.
The faint outlines of their nipples through their tops confirmed it.
And no bra usually meant a high chance of nothing downstairs either.
Takuya felt his lower half stiffen involuntarily at the thought.
But he decided to calm down for now.
Jumping straight to sex felt off.
With that, he entered the room.
This was his home turf now.