Step, step, step.
Adrian continued walking home with an accomplished grin on his face, gently scratching his hair as he moved forward. The sun had already begun to set, its fading light stretching across the streets in long, quiet shadows.
He had spent the rest of the day strolling about town. After all, he was in a new world—it was only natural for him to try to find out more about where exactly he had found himself.
Apparently, in this world, there was a hierarchy—just like in the normal world. The rich and the poor, and everything in between. And from everything he had seen, he knew right away that he and his family fell under the poor category.
For most people, that would have felt like a drag.
But Adrian didn't see it that way.
He saw it as an opportunity.
This was his new world—a world given to him for reasons he still didn't understand. And because of that, he was going to use it as a just cause… a reason to set a goal for himself.
He was going to build his harem from home… and then raise them away from the suffocating depths of poverty.
With that thought in mind, he continued walking, his fingers still idly brushing through his hair.
'In as much as I hate to say this… I don't think earning—no, I know earning $5 per hour in the clothing boutique is going to be enough. Not enough to give me what I need… not enough to save… not enough to get me and everyone else out of poverty. It costs a whole lot… a whole lot of money. And this just isn't enough.'
'Ah, God damn it… I need to find an entirely new way to make money.'
'But for now… it's best if I start small. Let me at least get into the flow of things first. Then maybe I can find something worth investing in.'
'Well… enough of that for now. I'll think about money during my shower… yeah. I always think better in the shower. I always think better when I'm under the water.'
That was what Adrian thought inwardly.
A faint smile formed on his lips as he finally arrived home, his house standing quietly before him like a familiar refuge.
"Alright… now I'm back to the meals."
He stepped forward and entered.
Almost immediately, he was greeted by the rich aroma of boiling food drifting through the air, warm and inviting.
As he stepped inside, his eyes landed on everyone—Elena, Leila, Ruby… and of course, his most recent accomplishment- Celine.
And seeing them, he could only feel himself almost smiling, overjoyed that all these meals were his.
Elena turned toward him and began approaching. She stood up, rushing over, and threw herself into a heartfelt hug, embracing him tightly—pushing him firmly against her plump breasts.
"Little bro, you're home."
Adrian, inwardly, thought,
'Does she always give this boy these kinds of tight hugs every damn day? Well… he's quite a lucky man, isn't he? And now I get to enjoy every bit of it.'
He held her for a moment before responding.
"Yes… I'm home."
And once more, inwardly, he thought,
'Hmm… would it be wrong if I used the skill? If I used my skill right here, just to see if I could please her with a simple touch… Hmm, it would've been worth it, but everyone else is here… so maybe I'll try it out later.'
With that, he gently pulled back and muttered out loud,
"So… what's for dinner?"
He directed the question toward both Celine and Ruby, as though he didn't already know exactly what had gone on today.
Celine, however, paused for a moment. She had been staring at the food almost aimlessly before stopping and turning toward him. She formed a smile—doing her best to make it look warm and natural.
"Why don't you come and help us out… then maybe you'll find out."
She tried her best to act as though nothing had happened…but deep down, she couldn't stop herself from thinking—
'What… what was that sensation I got this morning? I've not had that sensation in ages…'
***
And just like that, dinner went on.
After the food was served and ordered, they all ate. There all gisted together as always, as Adrian told them all about his day—of course, sugarcoating the part about his manager explicitly trying to seduce him.
They were all impressed, amazed that Adrian had actually made efforts to bring money back to the family.
Soon enough, after he had been gently praised by his mother, the hours went by, and everyone eventually returned to their rooms to sleep.
Adrian, however, remained on the couch, switching through the channels on the TV.
As he lay there, lazily glancing at it, he continued clicking through. From the kitchen came the sound of clattering plates being washed.
His eyes flickered, and he reminded himself—it was Ruby and Elena.
The both of them were still in the kitchen, washing the plates used for both the preparation of the food and the dinner itself.
However, soon enough, Elena groaned.
"I need to get back… it's getting pretty late. There are just a few dishes left." she muttered.
"You can cover it up, right, sis?"
Ruby, whose interest had been slightly off, paused and turned to her. She gently smiled.
"Yeah… it's all right. I'll just arrange them."
And then Elena departed.
Adrian's eyes followed her, drawn irresistibly to the curve of her body. The way her full ass jiggled against the tight jean shorts caught his attention, almost threatening to spill out as she walked.
He felt a rush of desire building from that very spot. His lips parted slightly, his tongue brushing against them almost unconsciously, as he muttered.
"Um… she's going to be very tasty."
A pause followed, his gaze flickering between Elena heading upstairs and Ruby standing alone in the kitchen, still washing the dishes.
"Hmm…"
He continued watching her until she disappeared upstairs.
Then, in a pause, his eyes flickered again—this time toward the kitchen.
Ruby was there, all alone and ready for the taking...but, so was Elena.
And so, he paused inwardly, thinking—
'Hmm… who am I going to pick? I said I was going to go with the flow, right? Now… now I'm at a critical stage where two targets are completely alone. Who am I going to pick? Which sister will I… go for next? Ruby… or Elena? Hmm…'
He could already imagine the feel of the curve of Elena's fat ass and the weight of her large breasts. Then he looked at Ruby, who had a mix of both qualities—but Elena had more natural beauty than her.
Seeing the two of them, he felt completely torn, utterly unable to choose. It was like being asked to make the impossible decision:
'It's like telling me to pick between a cheeseburger and a hamburger. They both taste fucking good. I can't choose. Mm-mm.'
He paused for a moment, telling himself,
'There's not much time. I have to do this now.So… I pick…'
Without letting his eyes leave his chosen target, he muttered softly to himself.
"Ruby."
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