29: Sorry, I Love Emillia

"It's not until you fall that you fly🎵. When your dreams come alive, you're unstoppable🎵."

Light slipped through the gap in the curtains, casting a soft glow across the bed. A hand emerged from beneath the blanket and grabbed the ringing phone. Natsuo lazily answered the call. "Hello? This is Natsuo Fujii."

"Yeah, sure. Let's meet at 15:45 in Ginza. There's a coffee shop there. I'll send you the location later."

"You too. Have a great day."

Natsuo lay back on the bed, threw the blanket off, and casually tossed the phone aside. He was far too lazy to get out of bed.

The room was a complete mess, with clothes scattered across the floor, bearing traces of what they had done the previous night. A rope, a pair of cuffs, and a soft whip were all lying on the ground.

Last night had been wild!

"Who was it? A new girlfriend you seduced?" Chelsea's head popped out from under the blanket. She crawled on top of him, straddling him as she asked.

"No, it's the agency I contacted. They called to confirm once again that I'd be free today for the meeting," Natsuo answered calmly, looking up at the woman straddling him. Her messy hair gave her a certain dreamy charm, and he narrowed his eyes as he gazed at her naked figure.

"Oh, aren't you going on a date with Kana today?" Chelsea started acting naughty again. She twisted her waist on top of him, deliberately grinding her soft, wet pussy against his hard morning wood.

"It's not a date. We're only going for coffee. There's still enough time," Natsuo said, shaking his head. He wasn't planning on dating Kana. Chelsea was already an unexpected development. His real goal was still to have fun with waifus in other worlds. If he officially dated both Kana and Chelsea, those two would constantly cockblock him.

That would be a nightmare! A fate worse than death!

"That's cold of you, Natsuo… Well, I won't involve myself in this matter. You deal with it yourself."

Chelsea raised her hips, grabbed his thick cock, and aimed it straight at her entrance. Without hesitation, she sank down onto him in one smooth motion.

"All I care about now is enjoying this before we leave! Ahn~! Fuck! So thick and hard! Morning wood is the best!"

Pla! Pla! Pla!

She began bouncing on his cock right away, the wet sound of her pussy taking him deep echoing in the room with every drop of her hips.

...

"Gosh! This place is so expensive. 5,000 yen for a simple cup of coffee? Is it made from a shrine maiden's shit?!" Kana stared at the menu in disbelief, horrified by the prices. Even a plain black coffee cost 5,000 yen.

Her family was barely middle class, and her allowance was only 20,000 yen, which is not enough for even an iced coffee.

"That's what you get for choosing this coffee shop. Just order whatever you want. I'll pay the bill." Natsuo gave her a blank look. He was sure she had only seen this place on social media and hadn't bothered doing any other research.

Fortunately for her, Natsuo was rich now and didn't care about spending a few tens of thousands of yen on coffee and desserts.

"Really? I nearly forgot that you're a rich guy now!" Kana's eyes brightened. She called over the server and ordered an iced coffee and Crêpes Suzette with seasonal fruit.

Natsuo, on the other hand, ordered an Italiano and a Napoleon pie, also known as mille-feuille.

"You have so much money, but I've never seen you enjoy spending it." Kana rested her elbows on the table, cupping her cheeks with her hands as she stared at Natsuo's handsome face.

The atmosphere in the coffee shop was pleasant. The tables were spaced far enough apart to give customers plenty of privacy, and as long as no one deliberately raised their voice, conversations couldn't be overheard by the other customers. Soft, old Japanese music played in the background. The windows were made of one-way glass, allowing the customers inside to enjoy a clear view of the outside while preventing people outside from seeing into the coffee shop clearly.

"I didn't have the time to enjoy anything because of the mission. Besides, I'll be leaving soon." Natsuo glanced through the glass and answered her casually. He hadn't really had the chance to enjoy his stay here. Between training, making money, and hunting, he had barely had any free time.

"Right... You are about to leave."

Kana lowered her gaze and whispered, her mood visibly dropping. However, when the server brought their orders, she seemed to cheer up slightly. She took out her phone and started taking pictures and recording videos to post on her social media accounts.

"Hey, are you going to fu—" Suddenly, she looked at him with a grin and started to speak, but Natsuo immediately interrupted her.

"Yes, I will fuck my two stepsisters and fill their wombs until they become pregnant. Are you satisfied?"

"Egh! Alright, I won't tease you about your stepsisters in the future." Kana deflated a little as she cut the crepes with a knife. "What are you going to do with all your properties and money in this world? Just leave them like that?"

"I'll leave it to a wealth management firm," Natsuo replied casually. "I'm having a meeting with them this afternoon. You'll be coming with me."

"Oh, so you already had plans today." Kana played with her fork and spoke absentmindedly. She had originally planned to go shopping with him, then visit the park, and maybe confess her feelings to him. But it seemed that Natsuo had already planned to cut their date short.

Maybe he didn't even consider this a date.

After that, the two of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere became somewhat gloomy. When they left the shop, they walked together in silence until Natsuo finally spoke.

"The meeting isn't until 15:45, so we still have some time. Is there somewhere you want to go?"

"Oh, not really," Kana replied disinterestedly, holding her phone.

'Sorry, but I don't want to be cockblocked.' Natsuo apologized inwardly. He had noticed her feelings for him, but he really didn't want to date her. At the same time, he didn't want to turn her down too harshly. He wanted to subtly show her that he wasn't interested in her and avoid embarrassing her.

Honestly, if she had been another girl outside the Chat Group, he would have turned her down directly without caring about her feelings.

Ginza is Tokyo's premier upscale shopping and entertainment district, filled with luxury department stores, gourmet dining, and landmarks such as the Wako Clock Tower and Kabuki-za.

Even if you're broke, simply walking around the area is a good experience. The two of them walked for a long while until Natsuo got thirsty. He went to a vending machine and bought two Bo'Oh'O'Wo'Er.

"Kana!"

Suddenly, a voice caught their attention. When they turned around, they saw the man, the legend, the simp, Mitsuo, standing there with three people behind him. He glared at Natsuo and said, "I found you, bastard!"

"What happened to your hand? Did it fall off?"

But when he noticed the empty sleeve where Natsuo's hand should have been, he suddenly felt incredibly refreshed and burst into laughter.

"Mitsuo." Kana put away her phone and stared at the man with a look of disgust. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, that simp?!" Natsuo scoffed. "Strange that you can still walk. It seems I didn't hit you hard enough."

Natsuo was an incredibly petty person. He had a habit of taking revenge on anyone who wronged him, and he always made sure to return the favor several times over. This guy had punched him the last time they met and nearly killed him if Kana hadn't stopped Natsuo from beating him to death.

"Damn you! I will fuck you up this time!" Mitsuo immediately became furious. The shame and humiliation he had endured, along with the many days he had spent immobilized in the hospital like a mummy, came rushing back to him. He charged forward and threw a punch at Natsuo.

"Mitsuo! Let's beat the shit out of this bastard!" His other friends weren't the type to leave their friend to fight alone. They immediately rushed forward as well, intending to gang up on Natsuo.

"How stupid." Natsuo tilted his body to the side, causing Mitsuo's punch to sail past him. He then lifted his leg and delivered a powerful kick to Mitsuo's ribs, sending him flying and rolling across the floor.

Another man came rushing toward him, attempting to tackle him. Natsuo grabbed his arm and used a shoulder throw to slam him against the vending machine. He then twisted his body to the side without even looking behind him, easily dodging a punch from the second man before throwing a kick that landed directly between the man's legs.

The man's eyes bulged out as he let out a soundless cry and collapsed to the ground. He fainted on the spot, foam spilling from his mouth.

"Well, shit! I didn't sign up for this!" The last man saw the scene that looked like something straight out of a Jet Li movie and immediately turned around to run. Unfortunately for him, Natsuo grabbed him by the collar and slammed him onto the ground. The back of his head hit the pavement, and he passed out on the spot.

Natsuo was no longer the same person he had been a couple of months ago, when a simp like Mitsuo could casually punch him. He had been training extremely hard under Chelsea, and his strength, speed, and reaction time were now on an entirely different level. Even with only one hand, he could easily deal with these stupid delinquents.

"Simps never learn." Natsuo walked over to Mitsuo, raised his leg, and stomped hard on his knee, breaking it.

"Aghh! Aghhh! My leg!" Mitsuo grabbed his knee and rolled around on the ground, roaring in pain.

"If you try anything funny next time..." Natsuo lowered himself onto one knee and brought his face closer to the terrified simp. He leaned toward his ear and whispered, "Well, there won't be any next time."

"You... You..." Mitsuo trembled in fear as he met Natsuo's cold gaze. He could tell that this man would really kill him if he provoked him again.

Natsuo stood up, dusted off his clothes, and walked over to the vending machine. He picked up the two bottles of water and turned to Kana.

"Let's go."

A crowd was starting to gather, so it was better to leave quickly before someone called the police. That would ruin his plans.

"Sorry." After they had walked for a while, Kana suddenly apologized.

"It's not your fault this time." Natsuo handed her one of the bottles and spoke calmly.

"This time? So last time was my fault?" Kana snatched the bottle from his hand, and her attitude immediately changed.

"..." Natsuo gave her a blank look. As expected, she wasn't girlfriend material. "By the way, I forgot to tell you something."

"What is it?" Kana asked.

"I'm going out with Chelsea."

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