Chapter 147: Who Knew a Harem Was This Easy?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 147: Who Knew a Harem Was This Easy?
Lunchtime arrived after the joint training began.
Perhaps because everyone was still feeling awkward, no cadets were seen eating while socializing with those from the Holy Kingdom.
'I’d like to see the faces of the year representatives at least once.'
In particular, I really wanted to see the face of the fourth-year representative.
Technically, it was because of that guy that I ended up with the annoying title of student representative.
Aside from the advantage of having easy access to the Saintess, the title was nothing but a collection of drawbacks.
That was what being the student representative entailed.
'Running errands all morning... participating in useless exchange events... coordinating opinions... I’m like a damn...'
I wasn't some kind of working machine.
But the funny thing was, the Saintess handled the work with incredible ease, as if she were doing something perfectly natural.
Surrounded by people, she listened to every single one of their voices and coordinated their opinions flawlessly.
The Saintess handled the position with absolute perfection.
All I could do was stand by her side, chiming in and clapping a few times.
'There’s too much petty power-tripping.'
From the origin of the food ingredients to the location of the accommodations and the personnel who could be deployed immediately if the Saintess fell into danger—the list went on.
I didn't think it was useless, but they were nitpicking over such minute details that it was truly exhausting.
'Don't they usually coordinate those things in advance?'
Shouldn't everything have been adjusted before the joint training officially started?
Or were they so dissatisfied even after doing that that they brought the topics up again in person?
I didn't have the chance to know those details, but one thing was certain.
'I can't do this a second time.'
I could clearly see why the year representatives had refused.
At first, they said they felt burdened because it wasn't a position they deserved, but in the end, they were just dumping their work on me.
To think that seniors are the kind of people who just shove their responsibilities onto their juniors.
'I’ll definitely do the same when I become a second-year.'
After setting a small goal for myself, I slowly walked toward Class 1-A.
Since there was nothing specific to do in class during the joint training hours, the classroom was empty.
And I had invited two people to that classroom.
'Su-jin and Yu-min.'
I couldn't keep meeting the heroines separately forever.
It was a relationship that started because of a quest, but there was definitely a part of it that I did for my own sake.
Though it started involuntarily, I still wanted to walk with them of my own volition.
But for that to happen, even if they weren't on good terms, they had to at least 'acknowledge' each other's existence.
Slide, click.
As soon as I opened the closed classroom door, voices followed one after another.
"Tae-yang, you're here? Yu-min, kiss!"
"Tae-yang, you haven't eaten yet, right? I packed a lunch for you. And some whipped cream too..."
Today, I build my harem.
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In the room right next to the Chairman of Victory Academy.
In a place called the VIP Room, the Saintess and Perkus were enjoying a leisurely lunch.
The Saintess kept checking her phone while eating, her brow furrowed.
Perkus really didn't want to ask, but he had no choice but to speak up.
"Hmm..."
"Saintess, why do you look so troubled?"
"If a person suddenly changes after experiencing a major event, is that a good sign? Or a bad sign?"
"Well... it depends on the situation, but generally, wouldn't it be good? At least for the individual who went through the event."
"Why do you think so?"
At the Saintess's question, Perkus thought for a moment, sensing she wanted a serious answer, before speaking.
"Common tropes in novels, like awakening after being betrayed and regressing... those are all positive changes in a broad sense. It's about an individual's ambition... thinking about improving themselves to achieve something... If they change negatively, the outcome would be bleak... but I'm of the opinion that change is good regardless."
But why was she suddenly asking this?
'Could it be that she's trying to change something?'
Had she decided to cast off her lazy private life and maintain the mindset of a Saintess at all times!
Honestly, her behavior until now had been nonsensical.
What kind of Saintess in the world spends 14 hours playing games on her days off and gets reported 12 times for being a malicious commenter?
Because of that, he had even had to share a meal with the damn CEO of a portal site.
'That son of a bitch...'
Acting like preventing the Saintess's account from being suspended was some grand favor, trying to build connections.
He vividly remembered storming out of the meeting when the man naturally tried to set up a golf appointment.
That dark ulterior motive of trying to suck someone dry just because he did one little thing.
'Does this mean I won't have to go through that kind of experience again?'
While Perkus was spinning his wheels of hope with great anticipation until they burned.
The Saintess spoke.
"You were curious why I've been feeling down lately, right? And today... I couldn't control my expression."
"Yes... that's true."
You're wearing a veil, so I don't actually know your expression. I was just guessing.
Sometimes, not saying everything honestly is for the best.
Perkus nodded silently and waited for the Saintess's next words.
"I'm sort of an internet enforcer... but the person I manage hasn't shown up at all lately... There were two of them, and they had to exchange information with each other for me to leave the perfect comments... but one of them hasn't posted anything at all... I'm worried they might have realized their situation and changed for the better. What do you think?"
"...I'll act as if I heard nothing."
"That's mean."
The Saintess lowered her head as if depressed, but Perkus let out a long sigh and looked up at the ceiling.
If only she would get a boyfriend soon, this kind of time would decrease, and he would be less stressed.
No matter how much he thought about it, the biggest factor in his hair loss was definitely the Saintess.
While they were continuing their somewhat pleasant meal atmosphere.
Chubby Ahn, who fell under the category of the person the Saintess mentioned as 'not posting at all,' was currently...
"No, why...? Why? How is he alive...?"
He was in a state of massive panic.
To the point where he couldn't even worry about Kim Min-su.
To the point where he forgot all the sweet, lovey-dovey developments with the Saintess he had planned.
He was confused right now.
There had never been a case where a dead person was resurrected, so how?
'Does that mean he didn't die from the beginning? Does that even make sense?'
Did the changes happening as Baek Tae-yang took over Kim Min-su's position save the original author?
Numerous hypotheses floated in his head, but nothing substantial came to mind.
What was certain was that if things continued like this, there was a possibility that the entire plot would get tangled.
Since the ending of this novel had to be 'Min-su's Harem' no matter what, he could never let his guard down.
"I have to go see Min-su again."
Although the first meeting had ended in failure, he really had no choice but to meet him now.
If the protagonist's share or the heroines were taken away any further? He didn't even want to imagine it.
"I'm coming, Min-su."
The Pure Love Diary Writer had no choice but to step forward to save him.
He muttered to himself and stepped outside.
It was his first time going out in a week.
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"Ah... Ahhh..."
"Tae-yang... Hng... Ah... Can't you... Can't you give it to me soon too?"
Who knew a harem was this easy?
Why did I think of something so simple as a shackle and try to approach it so heavily?
Efforts to have numerous conversations and make them understand each other?
Those things weren't important from the start.
The problem was that I forgot this was a world influenced by Chubby Ahn and tried to approach everything too 'realistically.'
Possessing a character in a novel and doing an NTL quest isn't realistic in the first place.
When it came to women, I had been strangely cautious and overthinking, which was why the harem was delayed.
'I should have just fucked them.'
Yu-min has a strong desire for possession, and Su-jin is very obsessive, so I should coordinate them well and do this and that...
It was all meaningless bullshit and a waste of time.
"Ah... Ha-ah... Me... In... Inside... Cum inside me... Hng... Mm...!"
Yu-min, with her hands on the desk and her butt pushed far back, was being fucked like a dog by me.
Where did the hands that tried to feed me go? Now she was supporting herself by gripping the desk so hard she was practically scratching it.
Her legs would go stiff, but every time my cock slammed into her pussy, her knees would buckle slightly.
Her pussy greedily swallowed the shaft, moving busily to extract my cum as if it were a meal.
"Tae-yang... here too, okay? Hurry... hurry and finish..."
"Wait a second, Noona. I'm busy right now, so hold on."
"Ugh... Mm... Hng... Fuuu... Ah..."
Su-jin was playing with herself while watching me and Yu-min have sex.
Her panties were hanging between her legs, and she was up on a desk, busily shoving her fingers into her pussy.
After I told her to think of those fingers as my cock, her hand movements had become even more intense.
"Tae-yang... Hng... Ah... I... I'm... Hng... going first... Ahhh..."
"You can cum."
Slap!
I slapped Yu-min's butt with my palm and watched as her pussy juice dripped onto the floor.
'I can probably add more heroines from now on.'
I smiled deeply, reflecting on what had just happened.