[Riku's Apartment, Shibuya District — 12:00 AM]
Ding-dong...
The clock on the wall of Riku's apartment chimed as the hour, minute, and second hands all aligned on the number twelve.
Before Riku could even register who had crawled beneath his covers, the familiar narration echoed through his mind.
「Yesterday you completed three instances of EXCESSIVE Delinquent Behavior!」
「You have obtained three Special Titles.」
「Title: "Despicable Orator"」
「Title: "Secret Explorer"」
「Title: "Clumsy Performer"」
「Additionally, all attributes increased by 10 points.」
Midnight had struck.
A new day had begun.
So the Delinquent Narrator settled accounts based on the previous day's delinquent behavior before distributing rewards. Now Riku could confirm with absolute certainty that completing delinquent acts guaranteed rewards.
This made him think of Hirose Yoru. Her birthday party could probably net him a considerable number of points if he played it right.
Ten attribute points.
He had to put this in perspective—the previous three attribute points, stacked on top of his already decent physical condition, had elevated him to the level of a professional athlete. An all-around athlete at that.
Now with ten more points flooding his body, Riku felt himself approaching the caliber of an elite Olympic competitor.
No—he'd definitely surpassed that threshold.
However, these three title abilities struck him as rather... peculiar.
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「Despicable Orator」: No podium required. No microphone necessary. You may spontaneously deliver soul-stirring motivational speeches at any moment. +50 Oratory Power. Professional gaslighter.
(Example: "The employees who betrayed me? I gave each of them a million yen. So imagine what loyal employees will receive—billions! If you understand, give me some applause!")
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「Secret Explorer」: You will randomly obtain special secret clues regarding females in your vicinity. Use these secrets as you see fit. Combined with Orator, virtually no woman can resist your personal magnetism. +50 Exploration Ability.
(Example: "Oh my~ Auntie, it seems your husband was involved in a hit-and-run, wasn't he? You wouldn't want the police showing up at your door, would you? In that case, please...")
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「Clumsy Performer」: Your amateur acting allows you to assume any profession temporarily, granting you that profession's specialist abilities for a short duration. +50 Performance Power.
Note from a certain Delinquent: (AV actor? What are you even doing?! You obtain the legendary "Johnny Sins cheat." Plumber? You're not a proper plumber at all! You obtain the ability to make any lonely housewife open her door for you 100% of the time.)
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...
Why did every single title ability come with such bizarre annotations?
Before Riku could properly analyze the practical applications of these three titles, movement stirred beneath his blanket.
Something soft pressed against his lower abdomen, sliding upward with deliberate friction.
Riku's hand shot down, fingers closing around a slender, silken arm.
"Riku-kun~"
The voice drifted up from beneath the covers.
Not Nahiro's voice.
A small head emerged, trailing a delicate orchid fragrance that clung to dark strands of hair.
"Riku-kun."
For a moment, Riku couldn't distinguish whether it was Emi or Haru who had come to him.
Sister or younger sister?
"Riku-kun."
In the pitch darkness, warm breath carrying that same orchid sweetness ghosted across his cheek.
In this environment, only one of them would be bold enough to do this.
Emi, Riku thought. It had to be Emi with her playful personality.
He seized her delicate wrist and flipped their positions, pinning her beneath him.
"Riku-kun~"
Two soft mounds pressed firmly against his chest through nothing but bare skin.
This girl!
She'd stripped inside the blanket!
Her arms looped around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. Lips parted. Tongues met, tangling in the warm darkness. The taste of mint and something sweeter—perhaps the remnants of dessert—lingered between them.
"Can I sleep here tonight?"
「In the pitch-black environment, you decide to complete the act. However, volume must be kept low—after all, the bedroom door remains open. Being discovered would be too embarrassing.」
"Of course you can."
Riku lowered his head, trailing kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, mapping the landscape of her body with his lips.
Beneath his attention, the girl's body began to tremble.
His hands climbed toward twin peaks, cupping the soft flesh that overfilled his palms.
The girl whispered, barely audible:
"Riku-kun... this time, can you be gentler?"
This time?
Riku paused.
"You're... Haru?"
In the darkness, the girl gave a small nod.
The contrast was staggering.
The elder sister Tachibana Haru—always so composed, so stoic, her expression perpetually neutral—was exhibiting this kind of behavior?
She's usually ice, Riku thought, fingers tracing the curve of her waist. But in the dark, when no one can see her face...
Haru's voice remained barely above a whisper, as if the darkness gave her permission to become someone else entirely.
Riku resumed his movements.
After several exchanges, the garden between her thighs had grown thoroughly damp, slick arousal coating his fingers when he explored there.
Nnngh—
Accompanying Riku's motion, Haru's body began to undulate beneath him.
Even though this was the second time, her body remained remarkably tense—walls clenching around him, muscles quivering with restrained need.
She's trying so hard not to make noise, he noted with satisfaction.
But as Riku established a rhythm—slow at first, then gradually building—Haru began to open up. Her hips rolled to meet his thrusts, her breathing growing ragged and shallow.
Then she surprised him.
Haru pushed against his chest, flipping their positions entirely. She rose above him, straddling his hips, sinking down onto him with a soft, stifled gasp.
Her waist began to move in circles, grinding, lifting, descending.
Both hands clamped firmly over her own mouth, muffling the whimpers that threatened to escape.
Mmph—! Nnngh—!
Haru's movements accelerated, desperate and hungry. Her perfect breasts bounced with each motion, nipples hard as pebbles against the darkness. The wet sounds of their joining filled the room—obscene, rhythmic, damning.
"Hnnn—!"
Thirty minutes later, Haru dressed silently in the dark.
She pressed a quick kiss to Riku's lips before slipping out, padding barefoot back to the bedroom where her sister slept.
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The following morning arrived with pale sunlight filtering through the blinds.
The three women remained in the bedroom, still sleeping.
Riku rose early, departing alone. He needed to handle several matters regarding company registration, and he also had to purchase clothes for Nahiro.
*Logic left the door before the first chapter
As for what kind of clothing suited Yukigami Nahiro...
After these past few detailed "explorations," Riku had gained complete understanding of her measurements.
34D. 23-inch waist. Those hips... He recalled the feel of them perfectly.
He simply needed to buy everything according to her sizes.
The volume was substantial, so after entering the boutique and making his selections, Riku instructed the attendant to ship everything directly to his apartment.
Company registration proved even simpler. Within half a day, Riku completed all the necessary paperwork for establishing his entertainment company.
When it came to burning money, few industries could compete with entertainment.
A single film production or album release could easily cost billions of yen.
With registration complete, Riku prepared to head home.
Halfway there, the narration echoed in his mind:
「You notice Hirose Yoru across the street with her boyfriend Satō Shirō, walking together. Their relationship seems barely recognizable as romantic. You decide to approach and observe—perhaps you can obtain some special clues and secrets.」
Riku's gaze followed the prompt.
Sure enough, on the opposite sidewalk, he spotted Satō Shirō and Hirose Yoru.
Standing beside Shirō, Yoru appeared distinctly unhappy. Her arms were crossed, her expression pinched.
She's keeping distance from him even while walking, Riku observed. Interesting.
The narration continued:
「You discover Hirose Yoru and her unfortunate boyfriend Satō Shirō shopping together. You decide to follow and greet them, using 'just happened to be in the area' as justification to join their outing. In an unoccupied corner, you may do something special to Hirose Yoru.」
「"Secret Explorer" title ability activated!」
「You have obtained one secret clue regarding Hirose Yoru.」
「You have obtained two secret clues regarding Satō Shirō.」
Riku began reviewing the three clues.
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Clue #1 — Satō Shirō:
Yesterday, Satō Shirō was deeply upset about the situation with Hirose Yoru. His childhood friend (Hazuki Uta) sent messages attempting to comfort him, but he interpreted them as mockery and never replied.
Hazuki Uta's messages to Satō Shirō remain unread in his phone.
Clue Annotation: Hazuki Uta is an upperclassman honor student with an impressive figure and striking appearance. Perhaps because they've known each other since childhood, Satō Shirō has never viewed her romantically.
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Riku's lips curved into a predatory smile.
A childhood friend who's been overlooked, hm?
This was going to be interesting.
He slipped his hands into his pockets and began crossing the street toward the unsuspecting couple, his newly acquired abilities humming with potential beneath his skin.