Macho Harem Paradise Project

"Then please face me."

The rolling chair turned, and the uneasy Holy Emperor was exposed in front of the man's eyes.

She clenched her fists and placed them firmly on her knees, still with her head lowered, her eyes fixed on the man's pants.

"Just do as you wish..."

Finally, she made her decision.

Anyway, there is no way to resist.

If this is what he wants, as a friend who can help him realize his ideal, even if it is just a piece of cake for him, I still have to give something.

. . . . . .

In the outskirts of Tokyo, countless tents have been set up. Here, there are policemen wearing strange clothes, policemen in uniform, and some people from large and small families gathered here. All of them have lifeless eyes and move their limbs mechanically, busy carrying out the orders given by their masters.

Delivering food, medicine, and various supplies, in short, fully serving the initiators whom they previously looked down upon and hated.

When these children discovered that these people were conducting a large-scale search on them, they were initially panicked and even hid more secretly.

They are afraid that even more horrific treatment awaits them. After all, as victims, they have long been accustomed to hiding from the authorities.

But what happened next surprised them a little.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to. Please accept these foods. We will come again in the future." These people who originally frightened them had dull expressions and presented them with various supplies.

Such scenes began to unfold in all the gatherings of starters, big and small. Gradually, these kids began to try to accept these things. After all, they didn't cost money and could keep them alive.

Regarding this kind of thing, the initiators accompanying the police officers patted their chests to prove that they did come with good intentions, as if a big shot appeared in Tokyo and ordered that they, the initiators, must be protected at all costs.

Although for the homeless initiators, the initiators who became the police's combat partners no longer belonged to such a marginal group, the guarantee given by such a large number of police partners also made things go much more smoothly.

Only then did they begin to move out of various dark corners far away from the city and appear in relief facilities specially built for them.

Of course, this was also very strange to the fellow police officers.

Their manager, the police officer, suddenly seemed like a different person after that day. It was as if he had lost his personality and emotions in an instant and turned into a creepy machine. In fact, they were also very worried about this matter.

But since what they are doing now is indeed helping the starters themselves, there is no problem.

The police officers, whose souls were originally white and who were able to view their combat partners more normally, were also secretly surprised by the strange behavior of their colleagues. They began to gather together occasionally to exchange information and guess what had happened.

But it is impossible for these ordinary people to figure out the cause and effect of things.

Coupled with the heavy pressure from above, which forced them to mobilize all their strength to protect the initiator of care, they suppressed their doubts.

The plan is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Soon their doubts will be dispelled. In the absence of any resistance, the new gastrula law will appear in the existing laws at a very fast speed, and those who have committed crimes in the past will eventually pay the price for their previous actions.

Of course, when their value has been exhausted.

The owner of the power of life is a truly vengeful man who is jealous, cold-blooded and cruel to those he considers his enemies.

And this man, who had sentenced many people to death, was now sitting on the wheelchair where the Holy Emperor used to work, with a look of complete enjoyment on his face.

The Holy Son of Heaven, with a flushed face, a woman who was noble and holy among the people, was sitting in his arms, and even took the initiative to press her back against his chest, looking weak and pitiful, at the mercy of others.

The man's hand passed through her armpit.

The body of the Holy Emperor is really fragrant and soft.

If any other man was so rude, he would have been captured by the bodyguard team lurking outside long ago, but now the Holy Emperor just frowned, narrowed his pupils, opened his mouth slightly, and let out a cry that could make people's bones weaken from time to time.

"Still, not well yet?"

"No, no matter how beautiful a woman like the Holy Emperor is, no amount of time will be enough."

"But... I still have work..."

"It's okay, you can work overtime."

——What on earth is this man talking about in all seriousness?

He makes me work overtime so openly, do I owe him something?

It seems like I still owe a lot...

"Yeah! You!"

"what happened?"

"No, what..."

The Holy Emperor replied with gritted teeth, biting his lips tightly, trying his best not to utter those embarrassing sounds.

Because of this rude "reward", she was completely stunned. She didn't think too much about it, and she didn't even expect the process to be so painful. Even now, he was even more excessive...

Reached in.

There are huge differences between people. In comparison, the gap between beautiful girls doesn't seem that big.

No matter how stubborn and proud a woman is, she can now be so powerless.

"Are you feeling inferior? It's okay. There's still room for growth."

"Well, be gentle..."

The Holy Emperor couldn't muster any strength at this moment.

“No…no!”

After a scream, his body completely collapsed.

When I took my hand out, it seemed as if the touch was still there.

?523 Children

"Ha ha,,,"

"Then, I'll leave first."

When she began to wake up gradually and her body spasms disappeared, Yang Mingxiu stood up and saw the wet marks on his pants.

"Um,,"

He still replied weakly, and somehow the Holy Emperor was reluctant to let him leave.

Even though he had just severely molested her, she couldn't help feeling this way.

——Sure enough, I am really weird.

After doubting herself for a moment, she slowly raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who was looking at her with a smile.

——Why is there a wet spot on his pants?

Before I could react, he disappeared into the air, as if he had never been there, just like the flower thief in the novel who destroyed the woman's innocence and then disappeared.

"It feels great. Feel free to contact me if you have any requests next time."

Only these words lingering in his ears and the remaining body temperature told the Holy Emperor that what had just happened was not a dream.

Leaning on the wheelchair, the Holy Emperor took out a tissue and wiped off the remaining drops of sweat on his body. Then he stood up and tried to stretch his unusually weak body a little.

Only then did she realize that her thighs were wet under her skirt.

——In other words, the marks on his pants are...? ? ! !

His eyes looked dead as he looked at the chat history still left on his phone. It was a message he had sent to him asking for a favor.

I should have known not to post this...

In Yang Ming Xiuyi's heart, the importance of dealing with these ignorant politicians is obviously far lower than the status of these girls in his heart. Crushing these guys who make him unhappy is just to make himself happy.

As for now, things are going smoothly. It can even be said that the whole country is working to help the starters live a better life, and things are progressing very quickly.

Yang Mingxiu took out his cell phone and looked at the few contacts he had in this world.

The companion is Hiruko Yingyin, the loli is Haruna Akina, and the only harem he has now is Tendo Kimura.

Today I'm going to configure the four little lolis.

. . . . . .

My experience in iios is not that comfortable, but it is definitely better than wandering outside.

These children, who are around eight years old, have obviously not yet adapted to this normal life.

Sleep until you wake up naturally, and then everyone works together to cook. There are no courses to learn, no body monitoring, and no combat training.

It was as if I had really become an ordinary girl.

Put the dinner dishes in the water tank, apply detergent and start washing them. Then throw the garbage into the trash can, tie up the full garbage bags and place them at the door, waiting to throw them downstairs later.

"Why do I feel it's a little too idle?" Senju Natsuyo looked at the companions who came here with her. Only Fuse Tsui was able to chat for a while on her own, while Koro Karadasu and Aihara Enju both seemed very silent and didn't say much.

"Indeed..." I suddenly arrived in such an unfamiliar environment and lived the ordinary life that I longed for before, but I also lacked a sense of security and contentment, and felt a little inexplicably frightened.

As combat tools, they basically receive no cultural training, mostly in combat aspects.

After all, in theory, the lifespan of the Initiate is very short, and they will be transformed into gastrula around the age of twelve, which means they just need to do the things that are arranged for them in their short life.

I have never enjoyed such a slow-paced and aimless life.

Although it was only a little over a day, maybe the man would need them to accomplish something one day with this purpose in mind.

If I think in this way, my current comfortable life feels like the end of my life.

Although there was a lack of communication, as everyone had been discriminated against, there was no conflict between them. The four of them looked at each other, but didn't know what to say.

"Speaking of which, did Onii-chan notice anything strange about our bodies after what he did to us that day?"

"I, I, I, I feel like I'm in better shape."

The conversation between Chiju Natsuyo and Fuse Sui is still going on, and the content of their discussion makes Kaede and Enju look sideways frequently.

——Indeed, that day I felt much more comfortable as if my whole body had been baptized.

Moreover, I feel that my strength has increased to a certain extent, but I don't know why.

"Do you trust that man so much? Aren't you afraid that he's just pretending in front of us, and will end up being the same as everyone else?" Aihara Enju stared at the two little ones who were chatting with fiery eyes, feeling angry in her heart. They all had personally experienced how those so-called "normal people" treated them, so how could they trust others so easily.

"Yanzhu, don't you realize that Mr. Yangming doesn't seem to be a normal person?"

"What do you want to say?"

Looking at Hongluhuouchi who hadn't said much, Yanzhu's heart trembled and he asked hurriedly.

The rejection she showed was also to serve the panic in her heart. After all, she also vaguely felt that the person seemed to be different from others.

"Normal people wouldn't have light coming out of their bodies."

"Yes, maybe that gentleman can really be trusted."

Chishou Natsuyo also calmly joined the conversation between the two, and the four little lolis became two factions.

Xia Shi and Fushimi Tsui, who have begun to trust Yang Ming Shuichi, Honglu Huo Tale, who remains neutral, and Aihara Enju, who is still on guard.

"I hope so."

I couldn't produce any evidence, so I didn't continue to refute it.

After the power of life eliminated the negative effects of the enterovirus on them, it also left a lot of intimacy and trust in their bodies.

Even if there is resistance, it is only because of the fear of disappointment after hope is shattered.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a crisp knock on the door, and the four of them immediately looked towards the door vigilantly.

Even though some people have begun to have initial trust in young people, they still have more negative emotions towards those "ordinary people" who are high above them.

Ling Ran looked like he was about to start a fight, when he heard a sudden knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock."

"It's me, Yangming Shuichi."

After hearing the voice, his tense expression relaxed.

Even though Aihara Enju didn't want to admit it, she did feel a lot more relaxed after hearing this voice.

"I'm coming."

Chishou Natsuyo walked over quickly and opened the door for the man who was knocking.