(Chastity Reversed) The Legitimate Wife War: How I, a Harem-Hater, Ended Up Creating an Ultra-Eccentric Harem with a Villainess, a Sadistic Beauty Teacher, a Scheming Classmate... etc.

“…So, so, so? What happened? After that?”

A beautiful woman brought her face close, aggressively demanding the conclusion of my date with Rio-san the other day. Her eyes were practically sparkling.

Her eagerness for the topic was completely indistinguishable from a female student gossiping about romance.

“W-What do you mean, ‘what happened’?”

“Well, you know, right? Under the star-filled sky~ whispering sweet nothings to each other, getting carried away by the romantic atmosphere and just banging right there—or something like thaaat?”

“We wouldn’t do something like that! We were outside, you know! It was cold!”

“I see, so you went back to the house?”

Please stop? Speaking with that tension, like a detective declaring, “The mystery is all solved.”

It isn’t solved, and you’re off the mark.

Even so, she didn’t give up.

“No—but still, it’s Rio. If it were me, I wouldn’t do it outside, but since it’s with Kyoya, and knowing Rio, doesn’t it sound like she’d say she gets *more* excited precisely because it’s outside?”

“Kh…”

I can’t deny it.

In fact, the sense of conviction is overwhelming.

The development was so easily imaginable that I couldn’t say anything either.

Because it really seems likely.

“When she’s with me, I catch glimpses of her kinks, but she wasn’t *that* open—does Kyoya have some demonic charm that releases something inner in people?”

She stroked down my spine with her index finger.

Could you not say it like it’s my fault? I don’t really have anything to do with it.

“I have no such thiiing.”

I stood up from the sofa, escaping her finger.

I’m already in a state of abstinence for some reason, after all.

“Oh my, how cold. You’re stingy. At first, you came to me for consultation saying you had no confidence that your fiancées liked you, and I even gave you advice. Before I knew it, you’ve charmed everyone… boo-hoo-hoo.”

She pressed the corners of her eyes and started fake crying.

However, her tone was clearly laughing.

“What is with that ‘boo-hoo-hoo‘? What era is that fake crying from? And charmed…”

“Well, I’m one of them too, though~”

She hugged me from behind.

The scent of her perfume wafted softly, and at the same time, I felt her voluptuous limbs against my back as much as possible.

“You don’t look like it, though~”

I even feel like I’m being played in the palm of her hand.

“Oh? Even like this, I’m head over heels, you know~”

I don’t think someone who is head over heels would say it like that, you know?

You seem incredibly composed.

It seems my thoughts showed on my face.

She waved her finger, saying non-non-non, denying it.

“That’s why I’m seducing you like this~. Besides, if my lover succeeds in seducing you, doesn’t that seem even more effective? That’s why the first question is important. So—isn’t it about time you told me? Did you do it? Did you not?”

At her overly direct way of speaking, I couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

“Ayaka, you seem awfully happy even though your lover might have done it with someone else.”

Normally, wouldn’t you get jealous?

“Yup, I’m happy, you know? It’s necessary to have children in the first place. Besides, just because Rio likes Kyoya doesn’t mean she’ll come to hate me. Rather, you saved Rio who was suffering, and created a situation where she can be fine liking both of us, so I can’t think of it as anything other than happy.”

I see. Rio-san was suffering during that period, huh.

That’s why she was acting so prickly.

The fact that she can take that into account makes me think she really is an adult.

“Though of course, I do have feelings of wanting you to look at me when you’re with me, you know? …So, the result?”

Isn’t the context jumping around too much??

Well, I guess I can’t dodge the answer anymore.

It’s not something to hide anyway.

“We didn’t do it.”

“Leaving aside that joke~”

Ayaka-san looked as if she didn’t believe me at all.

But it is the truth.

“No, we really didn’t do it.”

“…Really?”

“Yeah.”

Ayaka-san made a rare, dumbfounded face.

“Eh, I wonder why? It’s not like… Kyoya has some dysfunction or something… right? Maid-chan said you were healthy too.”

“That’s not the reason.”

“It doesn’t seem like Kyoya wasn’t in the mood, either. Eh… why? Really, why?”

Certainly, I was in the mood too.

However.

I recalled what happened at that time.

We were gazing at the starry sky together.

While exchanging kisses, I gently kneaded Rio-san’s breast and tried to unhook her bra just like that.

“Fufu, no you don’t.”

While intertwining our tongues, a smiling Rio-san pushed lightly on my chest.

“Eh!?”

“I was almost in danger of having my bra taken off…”

I had tried to take it off unintentionally, following the flow of when I do it with Kazari-san.

My switch had started to flip, too.

“But no, you know? Not until you choose me.”

H-Here too, the fiancée war?

Does that mean I have to cast a vote?

“W-Well, if you aren’t satisfied with that and get horny, I don’t mind having you take me right here, as is, you know?”

She looked at me with slightly expectant eyes, but…

Being told about such masochistic interests so suddenly is a bit much.

Besides, her words just now reminded me.

Of the fact that Sayaka-san had done the same thing to me.

Kazari-san also told me not to make a move.

My “son” had entered battle mode, but I managed to make him endure it.

“Because of the fiancée war, right?”

“Technically, my switch is flipped too, so we are enduring it mutually… If I were to dare give another reason, if I were to make a move now, this fiancée war would lose its meaning. Besides, it would be a bit much for me, the older one, to make a move when my students are enduring it, wouldn’t it? Sayaka-san spoke about the other day, so I’ve heard. You don’t wish for discord between your fiancées either, do you, Master?”

“That… is true.”

There is no problem; if there is one, it’s what to do with this sexual desire. Or rather, since it’s being shared to some extent, will this kind of thing continue from now on?

“So, please choose me fair and square, Master?”

Finally, I gave Rio-san a touching kiss, went down the mountain, and headed home. My calmed feelings almost flared up again.

When I explained the outcome to Ayaka.

“As always, that girl is serious~”

She put her hand on her cheek looking troubled, making a “good grief” kind of face.

“She seduced you, but her ‘good girl’ side came out at the very end~”

Good girl?

“That kind of thing is one of Rio’s good points too~. Hmm, it’s troubling. I have feelings of wanting to support her, too.”

It’s fine to worry, but could you stop agonizing over it right next to my face?

It’s normally heart-pounding.

“The harmony of the fiancées, huh. We’re going to be associating with each other for a lifetime, so it certainly wouldn’t do to have discord. That would be better for Kyoya, too. Thinking about that is the role of us older ones, I suppose.”

If things were strained, my stomach would die.

“Kyoya must have a lot of stress built up from various things right now anyway. Then, let’s change the plan!”

“Change the plan?”

“Yes. The fact that I was trying to have a house date hasn’t changed, though?”

Ayaka-san had moved into the previous house before I knew it.

Sometimes she sleeps at our house, but it’s about half and half.

She probably has opportunities to use this place for work and such.

Anyway.

That being the case, I was currently invited by Ayaka and visiting her house.

“The truth is, I thought my role as the ‘mistress slot’ was to let you vent your physical and mental fatigue in various ways while eating and such.”

Wait a minute, when did Ayaka become the mistress slot?

“No, Ayaka is a fiancée too, right?”

“It’s exactly as Kyoya-kun says, though~. But I was the very last one to become a fiancée, so I thought maybe you could consult me about things you can’t tell everyone else. You and I have been in a relationship of sharing secrets for a while, right? Like a mistress-type fiancée?”

Isn’t that piling on too many attributes? I kind of get it, though.

I unintentionally gave a wry smile.

“I was thinking I might let you vent your sexual desire too, but I stopped!”

She stopped. She quit.

So it’s confirmed that my libido will remain unvented…

“It’s no use looking sad. I can’t call myself a mistress-type fiancée if I intend to break the relationship between the fiancées, after all.”

It seems the “mistress slot” has already been decided within Ayaka-san.

But strangely, there is a part of me that thinks it fits. Even though she’s a fiancée.

“So today, I will simply take away your fatigue, Kyoya-kun.”

Ayaka-san put on a white coat over her casual clothes and guided me to the bedroom.

“Now, take off your clothes and lie down on the bed, okay~”

“E-Eh?”