Chapter 123: Proving our relationship to the viewers

"Is it okay to come out suddenly when it’s cold?"

"The ’Exhibitionist’ talent is resistant to climate change. It feels natural to be exposed to any environment!"

"I see."

I said, admiring Nami’s bikini.

The black bikini I bought suited her perfectly.

"We need to start grinding from the beginning."

"I’ll earn it. You got me stats, didn’t you?"

"That’s why Nami appears as swift as a sword when her master calls."

"Do you trust me again this time?"

She nodded.

Battling in sync with Nami was my trump card.

Creating a monster that surpassed A-class stats with the Fleshlight buff and catching them off guard proved to be extremely effective in any situation.

"Tell me more about Nami’s skills. Let’s think of a powerful combination attack."

"Suddenly?"

"Since I have more girlfriends to protect now, I need to put in more effort."

"Yaaawn."

What? She yawned?

How comfortable it must have been inside the Fleshlight.

I thought you’d be upset that I hadn’t called upon you for so long, but you’re completely relaxed?

*Flash!*

I hoisted Nami upside down.

"Kyaaa!?"

"Ready for some discipline, Fleshlight?"

"Understood! I’m sorry, Master. Kyaah...!"

What does she even know?

I can’t just do the Tombstone Piledriver. Not like this.

Nami whirls around as I hold her.

"Ahaha! Kyaa!"

"Laughing while being punished?"

This one!

As I set her down, Nami spoke with flushed cheeks.

"I love the thoughtful master who plays with the Fleshlight too."

"How should I utilize my exhibitionist talent?"

"The key is the skin. Capturing the opponent’s attention is the most basic potential of an exhibitionist."

"I hid you with the So, we need another method."

"There is another way, just one."

*Twinkle!*

Nami’s skin glimmered faintly.

"Ugh, what is that?"

"It’s a light that makes the eyes dizzy."

"That’s it!"

I’ve developed a new skill!

"Let’s synchronize our breathing."

After practicing for a short while, around 30 minutes passed.

[Moving in 600 seconds]

[A forthcoming battle between the Imperial Army and the rebels for the crown]

A battle for the crown?

I immediately stowed Nami away and returned.

Everyone was busy moving since they had received the notification.

In the midst of it all, Sol stood out the most.

"Sol-ha~~ I’m Pink Sol, everyone’s idol!"

She had been broadcasting since this morning.

However, Sol’s expression wasn’t good, probably due to the unfavorable public sentiment in the chat room.

I paced nearby, wondering if I could help.

"Senior Ren."

"Yes?"

Sol pulled me onto the broadcast screen.

– Gasp

– Whoa

*Ren D appears.*

"Senior, please say something."

"Well, about last night’s sex..."

Pink Sol covered my mouth.

"Not that, not that!!"

Ah, she didn’t mean for me to reveal we had sex?

I could feel Pink Sol’s desperate gaze, urging me to tone it down.

No... It’s not about toning it down; we went all out last night, didn’t we? You, last night...

"What’s the problem?"

"The viewers think I’m lying. They say there’s no way Ren could be my boyfriend."

"Sol really is my girlfriend."

*Prove it!!*

*Prove it! Prove it!!!*

*I don’t believe it.*

"What do I do about this?"

"If I prove that I became Ren’s fourth girlfriend last night, I’ll get a whopping 300 coins."

"Alright, then..."

I held Isolde’s head while she was holding the phone and kissed her forehead, then her cheeks, and finally her lips.

"..."

Isolde, who received a series of kisses, was speechless with a stunned expression.

"I like you, Sol."

"...Ah... um..."

"Won’t you tell me you like me?"

"I... I like you... Senior..."

To provide more proof, I’d have to go for the nape of her neck, but it doesn’t seem necessary.

Our Sol was fucked like a dog. Sol isn’t a baby anymore.

"Thank you, 「Sol-i-baby-watch」, for the 300 coin sponsorship. Try to guess if she got fucked once or not."

Of course, I fucked her like a dog.

I had upgraded my harem just last night with my younger sister’s friends.

In front of the viewers, I even shared a kiss with Sol.

*Smooch*

*Damn, he’s so freaking handsome.*

*If I were a girl, I’d be all over him, begging to be devoured.*

*Shouldn’t we close down Pink Sol TV and create a new "D Ren" channel?*

*My favorite can’t be the alpha male’s fourth girlfriend!!!!!!*

*(Subscribers storming out, breaking the window)*

*Sol, you haven’t been devoured, right? Tell me it’s not true!*

"You all know that I’m Ren’s girlfriend, right? Please understand, even if I ignore what you say. From now on, my boyfriend comes first."

"That’s what I said. Is that okay?"

"These perverts actually like that."

– Sheepish

*Sol’s abyssal actions*

*Does God D-Ren comprehend the aesthetics of NTR?*

"Did you see that?"

"You’re good at training."

Sol smiles brightly, grinning at the camera.

"With the coins you’ve given me, I’ll work hard today with Pink Sol and my senior."

From Isolde’s hand, after completing the communication, a colorful pink-skinned rifle is summoned.

"Oh. What is this?"

"What could be the reason for such urgent sponsorship?"

"Your talent. The more I witness it, the more remarkable it becomes."

Now I understand why the magical conduit was embedded within the phone.

In truth, isn’t Isolde’s phone an all-encompassing masterpiece that summons a myriad of weapons?

"But if you were going to draw a weapon, wouldn’t it have been better to do so when you received a substantial amount of coins? It may be deposited in your bank account, but it vanishes once the broadcast ends, right?"

"Ultimately, all weapons conjured with talent are consumable. Even if I had summoned them a few hours prior, they would have been returned by now if I hadn’t used them."

"So, they disappear after being used a few times?"

"Yes. At that point, I would need to receive donations again."

"That does sound rather inconvenient."

Isolde chuckled softly.

"Senior, will you not be upset with me for catering to the viewers?"

"I can understand that much."

The goal of Isolde’s fandom is not to interfere with Sol.

They simply desire to see Sol succumb to my advances.

Curiously enough, their interests align with those of faceless men. I, too, yearn to claim Sol.

"Elle, Sarika. Are you both ready?"

"Yes!"

Sarika abruptly responded and dashed towards us. Elle also stood before me, donning her alluring fur costume.

In her hand was the familiar staff, adorned with intricate wall-like carvings.

"A witch costume. Do you like it?"

"It’s quite effective against the cold."

Indeed. We were in a frigid region, and it appeared that she had been provided with a costume suitable for the climate.

"Let’s get some more of these NTR heat packs, so we don’t freeze."

I kissed Isolde once more, in full view of Sol’s audience.

"Mmm... Ahh..."

*Thank you for showing us something delightful.*

Sol, her cheeks flushed crimson, stepped back.

"「Long Live NTR Angels!」 Thank you for your generous donation of 80 coins."

I quickly procured additional heat packs, tucking them into my pocket.

[Moving to the next area]

"Everyone! Let’s cheer for the ’Rebellion’! Give Sol your support!"

*Is there a route where we are defeated and captured by the Imperial Army?*

*Cheering for defeat like a true queen’s loyal dog*

*Deliberately lose the fight.*

"If you don’t read the room, you’ll be kicked out, understand?"

– Woooo! Go, rebels!

*D. Ren!*

As we continued our journey, the atmosphere was charged with both anticipation and a hint of danger. The stakes were high, and the bonds between our characters were stronger than ever. The fate of the rebellion and of all those involved rested on our shoulders.

*D. Ren is protecting you, so what is there to fear?*

*Sol is the true ruler of this land!!*

Everyone chuckles at the ominous display of power in the chat window.

"Sarika must never have a dull moment when partying with Sol."

"Until you became Sol’s significant other, I had never seen her so lively."

"I wonder what she did before that."

"Well, she read Sol’s fanciful stories from her imagination."

"Sa, Sarika!!"

Just as her embarrassing past was about to be revealed, Sol stepped in with impeccable timing.

Before I knew it, it seemed like Sarika had become comfortable with me.

Did she enjoy the way we connected yesterday?

Sarika makes eye contact with me and speaks bashfully.

"Senior... Do you smell something?"

"Should I give it a sniff?"

"No, no! I’ll pass... I think I’d be shocked to hear something like, ’It smells unbearably.’"

Even if it does smell, it’s the scent I left. What about it?

I’m slightly proud.

"Let’s go find Aria as well. Elle."

"Alright...!"

Elle holds my hand tightly.

"Everyone, even if we are torn asunder, let us first seek allies of our own kind!"

*Swoosh!*

Immediately upon teleporting, a fierce wind greeted us.

If it hadn’t been for the NTR Hot Pack, I would have been unable to withstand it and would have groaned.

"Elle!"

"Yes, Ren... I’m here!"

Sarika and True Queen Isolde were present as well.

Isolde, with her smartphone floating in the air using her own abilities, had her pink rifle firmly gripped and was in battle mode.

There were no injured amongst us, but many unfamiliar faces. Were they all NPCs?

Among the gathered rebels, a familiar blond man approached me and started a conversation.