My Love Simulation with Them

Chapter 294: Life with Your Nine Wives and Daughter

Chapter 294 - 294: Life with Your Nine Wives and Daughter "Nine...?"

"Nine wives, all married...?"

Minami stared at the words on the screen.

Just reading them made him feel a dull ache in his lower back.

This number... wasn't it a bit too absurd?

Sure, he had expected this day to come eventually. That's why he had been training his body all this time.

But still...

"No amount of training could possibly prepare me for this... right?"

Minami couldn't help but mutter under his breath.

Even if it was just once per person, that was still nine times.

And some of them... definitely wouldn't settle for just once or twice.

Who knew? It could easily turn into three times, four times...

He wasn't some kind of deity.

Of course, he'd get exhausted.

But then...

Minami's gaze drifted toward the [Universal Recovery Pill] in the simulation's shop menu.

Wait...

Was this thing specifically made for situations like this?

Just pop one when tired and go again?

Minami shook his head, dismissing the thought, and continued reading.

[Perhaps it was because of the enhanced dinner... or perhaps you used some other method.]

[That night, you weren't the one who collapsed from exhaustion—it was them.]

[From that moment on, the title 'Minami the Incubus' was permanently engraved upon you. There was no turning back.]

[Your collective happiness increased.]

[Your wives' stamina decreased.]

[Your own stamina increased.]

"???" Minami.

Huh??

His stamina increased?

Was this a joke?

He was human.

Not an incubus, damn it!

Minami sat there, staring silently at the simulation page for a long while before finally shaking his head.

Whatever.

If the simulator predicted it, then it was possible in the future.

And it wasn't exactly a bad thing.

Might as well leave it be.

Back to the simulation!

Adjusting his mindset, Minami refocused on the screen.

[At the start of the new year, all wedding paperwork was officially completed.]

[With the weddings behind you—]

[Kessoku Band, after a year-long hiatus, resumed their activities.]

[LycoReco reopened after being closed for a year.]

[Akane Shinjo Productions, which had temporarily halted operations, began preparations for a brand-new tokusatsu film.]

[Futaba Rio, who had left her re

But Ryo's response only made Ikuyo realize this woman was a lost cause.

"Well, if she's so fixated on Minami, that just means my daughter has great taste in men."

And just like that, Ikuyo had no argument left.

Over time, this dynamic only became more and more obvious.

Minami's daughters listened to him without question.

But when their mothers gave them instructions, it was like a lagging internet connection—there was always a delay.

It was frustrating.

It even made them a little jealous of Minami.

And somehow, they found themselves growing jealous of their own daughters, too, for being so attached to their father.

"Speaking of which, where are Shio and Miyuki?"

Sighing in resignation, Ikuyo set down her handbag, taking a seat beside Minami.

"Shio," of course, referred to Minami's daughter with Matsuzaka Satou—Shouji Shio.

And Miyuki was his daughter with Gotoh Hitori.

The two of them were among the clingiest with Minami, so they should've been sticking to him as usual.

Why were they nowhere to be seen today?

She was curious.

Minami took a sip of the juice that Yuna had poured for him before casually responding, "Shio and Miyuki are scrubbing the bath."

"..."

Ikuyo froze.

Due to the sheer size of the Minami household, the bathroom had been built large enough to accommodate all of them at once.

Naturally, this meant it had to be cleaned regularly.

That had originally been the adults' responsibility—something they handled together on weekends.

Yet here was Minami, casually admitting that he had assigned his daughters to do it instead.

She stared at him in disbelief.

But Minami simply reached out, pinching her cheek without a care in the world as he asked, "Where's Ryo and the others? Why are you the only one back?"

Logically, if Ikuyo had returned home from a concert, Ryo and the rest of Kessoku Band should have arrived as well.

Why was she alone?

Curious, Minami asked.

And right on cue, a voice rang out from the doorway—

"I'm right here."

Ryo entered, stifling a yawn, looking absolutely exhausted as she lazily trudged inside.

"Ugh, today's performance had way too many bass parts. I'm dead tired."

Grumbling about her struggles, she wasted no time flopping down onto Minami's lap, stretching comfortably.

Her amber eyes shifted toward her daughter, Yuna.

"Yuna, go pour me a glass of juice."

It was a simple, everyday command from a mother to her child.

But the moment Yuna saw her precious seat Minami's lap—being occupied, her tiny nose scrunched up in fury.

Crossing her arms, she stubbornly turned her head away. "No. If you want it, get it yourself."

This woman.

She barged in and stole her throne.

And now she wanted to order her around, too?

What a joke.

That was what she thought—

Until she saw Ryo lazily prop her chin on her palm, sighing with an exaggerated tone.

"Ahh... oh well. I didn't want to do this, but I guess I have no choice but to drink the juice your Papa already had a sip from."

She lifted Minami's half-finished juice and brought it toward her lips.

Yuna panicked.

This... this woman!

How shameless!

She was actually about to drink from the same glass of a married man!

And she was deliberately making it a secondhand kiss!

Her baby-fat cheeks flushed red in horror.

"W-Wait! I'll go get you juice! Just wait a second!"

She bolted toward the fridge, her tiny legs, wrapped in black stockings, moving as fast as they could.

In record time, she poured a glass of juice and rushed back, setting it down in front of Ryo.

"There! Now will you stop?!"

Breathing heavily, she glared at her mother, puffing her cheeks out in frustration.

Sure, it sucked that she had to do what Ryo wanted.

But she refused to let her get away with stealing a kiss from Papa.

"Thanks, Yuna. You're such a good girl."

Ryo smiled sweetly.

Then—

Instead of drinking the fresh juice, she downed Minami's half-finished one first.

Only afterward did she sip from the one Yuna had brought her.

"A-Ah?!"

Yuna couldn't stop herself from gasping, staring at the shameless woman before her in complete shock.

"You... you... you..."

She stuttered for a long time, struggling to find her words.

Finally, she blurted out, "Why did you drink Papa's juice?! I already poured you a fresh glass!"

"I never said that just because you poured me juice, I wouldn't drink from Minami's."

Ryo blinked her amber eyes innocently, her face expressionless as she spoke.

Then, as if that wasn't enough, she turned Minami's face toward her, leaned in, and under Yuna's horrified gaze—kissed him.

Having completed her final attack, a faint smile appeared on Ryo's otherwise emotionless face as she looked down at her four-year-old daughter.

Her expression seemed to say, I can kiss your Papa. Can you?

The moment Yuna saw that smug look—

She snapped.

If it weren't for the fact that Minami was right there watching—

She would've rushed forward without a second thought to show Ryo just how hard a four-year-old's tiny fists could hit.

"Mmm... Well, I'm exhausted. I'll head upstairs to rest for a bit before coming down for a bath."

Ryo reached out, intending to ruffle her daughter's hair.

But Yuna jerked her head away, refusing to let her touch her.

Ryo, of course, was completely unfazed.

Instead, she simply forced her way through, messing up Yuna's hair anyway before walking off with a satisfied stride toward the stairs.

"Ikuyo mama! Did you see that?!"

The moment Ryo disappeared upstairs, Yuna couldn't take it anymore.

She threw herself into Ikuyo's arms, dramatically pointing at her mother's retreating figure.

"Uh... um... ahem. It's fine, it's fine. No need to cry."

Ikuyo was completely speechless.

On one hand, she was baffled that Ryo would actually compete with her own daughter over Minami's attention.

On the other, she was equally baffled that Yuna was taking it so seriously.

She's just a four-year-old, for crying out loud...

Having no other choice, she simply sighed and patted Yuna's little head, trying to soothe her emotions.

Just then—

Two small figures peeked out from the bathroom.

"Papa, the bath is all clean!"

With pink hair just like her mother's, Miyuki spoke cheerfully to Minami.

Beside her stood Shio, who had inherited Minami's dark eyes despite her pink locks.

"That's amazing," Minami praised them with a smile, giving them a thumbs-up.

Then, he casually added, "Since the bath is all clean now, why don't we invite Ikuyo mama to take a bath with us?"

"Huh?!"

Still cradling Yuna, Ikuyo froze.

She never expected to be dragged into this.

Blinking her pale yellow eyes in disbelief, she stammered, "I-I don't need to..."

She instinctively wanted to refuse.

After all, she had just come home—

She wanted to sit down and relax for a bit longer.

But the moment the words left her mouth—

She realized she couldn't finish her sentence.

Because right in front of her—

Miyuki and Shio were staring at her with their big, innocent eyes.

Eyes so pure, so full of expectation—

"Ughhh—"

Ikuyo let out a defeated groan.

Ever since high school, she had never been able to resist kids who gave her that look.

It was the same when she first met Gotoh Futari back then.

She sighed, glancing at her husband—who was smiling as he watched the scene unfold.

She knew.

She knew.

This man had completely figured out her weak spot—

And he absolutely did it on purpose.

But at this moment, she had no room to refuse.

"Honestly... I just can't win against you, Minami."

Shaking her head, Ikuyo set her handbag aside.

"Oh well. I did work up a sweat at the concert. A bath sounds nice right now, anyway."

And just like that—without rejecting Minami—

Ikuyo followed him into the bath with their daughters.