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[3rd POV]

"Life has no meaning." Marin muttered with a hollow voice, lost in purpose.

She was lying upside down on the couch of the living room like a broken doll. Her eyes were dull and she almost looked blind.

"You're being dramatic again Marin. It's barely been more than a week." Sumire said from the side. She was in the middle of painting as paint smeared her face, adding a playful charm to her milf beauty.

"No, I am not. Without him the sun is not warm, food loses its taste, the air becomes stale, the world loses its colours, and every single activity is drained of its fun." Marin said robotically.

She hummed, "It makes me wonder how I lived more than 15 years without him." She sat up on the couch. 

"How did I do it?" She asked herself, it was a genuine question.

"There are other things to do you know." Sumire said as she continued her painting. Her lips pursed as she focused on every detail of her painting.

"Pick up a hobby again, binge some anime with Kurumi. Go and tease Komi." She advised wisely, like a mother to her daughter.

"Better yet, accept the modelling proposal and work. You are always passionate about fashion."

Marin put her hands on her face and flopped back down on the couch. "Don't wanna."

"I wouldn't be able to smile properly and the photos would come out disastrous." She said as she thought back on how Yuito always said, 'I love you' before taking her modelling picture so she could give a genuine smile.

"God, why am I so clingy? I must be annoying as hell." She said to herself while rubbing her eyes. She had no other families and since she became popular, she lost touch with her usual friends.

Yuito and her harem sisters are her only family now. So the main person missing was like a part of her missing.

Although she was not always like this, most of the time she was normal and enjoyed various other activities like binge-watching animes with Kurumi but ever so often comes a time every day when it hits.

Yuito was not there.

And then she suddenly felt hollow and a void formed in her heart. If she had to compare, it's like the sudden empty feeling you get when you rub your nipples except, longer and more intense.

"Haaaa, I should try to be like Komi." Marin told herself as she looked towards Komi who sat in a one-sitter couch on the opposite side of the living room.

Komi wrapped her arms around her legs as she stared blankly at the empty space. Ever so often, she would tremble and buzz in her seat like a broken robot.

Marin let out a wary smile, "Okay, maybe not."

Sumire let out a sigh, "Haa, it doesn't matter. We just have to stay strong and wait patiently until we can join him in Korea."

Marin bit her lips as she lost herself in a train of thought. That was until a particularly unpleasant thought came to her mind.

"You think he has some bitch in his arms right now?" She asked.

Sumire raised an eyebrow as she removed her eyes from her painting to look at her, "Why do you care? You were the one who gave him permission no?"

She groaned, "I know but..."

"It should've been ME!! Not her!!" She yelled suddenly and swung her legs. 

"I wished I had, like an onahole portal." Marin said, "Like in those doujins where Yuito can insert his dick halfway across the world and it would connect with my little portal. Have a little glory hole play. You know?"

"No, I do not know." Sumire said and made a face, "I did not need to know."

Komi perked up at that and raised her hand in an excited manner. Marin smiled at her, "See? Komi knows."

Komi nodded with the tiniest smile, happy that she knew what Marin was referencing about. She blinked and imagined, what if Yuito had that. Red found a way to her dolly perfect cheeks as she hugged her legs again, lost in her mind.

"Poor girl, you are corrupting her." Sumire commented. "And wouldn't you have preferred a normal portal where he could walk through? Not a small one that only fits his dick."

Marin paused, "Huh, I didn't think of that. That IS better."

Marin lost herself in her thoughts again while staring at the ceiling. It was Sunday so they had nothing else to do, and Sunday was date day so they were missing him greatly in particular.

She took her phone out from between the cushions on the couch and gently tapped it. Wondering if she should call him.

Going on social media and looking at their photos was also an option but she'd rather stay away from those apps. 

After a certain threshold of public attention, social media became a can of worms she'd rather avoid than spend time there. She also wanted to save her innocence from the random dick pics people sent her.

Her sight was for Yuito's mighty member alone to corrupt. 

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"A question that pops into my mind is, do you think Yuito has a fetish for crazy girls with issues?" Marin asked as Sumire hummed at the question and Komi looked at her curiously.

"What makes you say that?"

"I mean just think about it. There is me, with my daddy issues and the whole no family thing, then there is Kurumi with her issues with humans in general and her mother, Komi with her communication issues and even Saki has a huge screw loose in her head." Marin pointed out.

"And you...there are so many things wrong with you I don't know what to say." Marin said, "No offence of course."

"Most taken, that was rude." Sumire huffed, "But I see your point."

"It's like he is in some novel and he is collecting us broken girls and making his own yandere harem."

"Yandere?"

"Yeah." She confirmed, "You know, the crazy girls who are too ready to kill for their man. There a good and bad yandere, luckily we are all good."

Sumire looked at her weirdly, not too familiar with these anime terms even though she'd watched anime often with Yuito. They only watched popular ones.

"Don't give me that look, you'd be first to commit bloody murder for him," Marin said.

"And Komi?" She said and looked towards the dolly girl who somehow had a knife in her hand as a dark aura wrapped around her and she started trembling aggressively.

Marin laughed and Sumire joined. Komi also dropped the act and giggled.

"And speaking of, where is Kurumi?" Sumire asked.

"Upstairs. Probably watching anime or reading a manga. I swear that girl is more of a weeb than me."

They spend the time talking to each other and enjoying each other's company. This was their family now, it might be small compared to the other families but it was theirs and it was warm.

When the clock struck 1 and noon came, Sumire started putting down her painting materials and packing up as it was time to whip up a quick lunch.

Marin was also getting up, ready to help Sumire who was at this point like a mother figure to her.

But then the door bell rang.

*Ding-Dong!*

They all stopped on their track.

That was....odd.

They were not expecting any guests today. And why did the security stationed near their gate not inform them of any guests?

Unless they were neutralized somehow.

A chill ran down their spine and Komi got up. Her aura got serious like how Yuito did when he faced an opponent.

Komi immediately went to the door and looked at the peephole.

Marin and Sumire followed close behind, they were cautious. Yuito's paranoia had got to them it seemed.

"Who is it?" Sumire asked.

Komi pulled away from the peephole, and her face got more serious, "It's dark. Someone is blocking it with their hand."

Marin's breath hitched. After binge-watching some movies, she did not have a good feeling about this. It felt like a cliche kidnapping moment.

A dark incident that should propel the protagonist towards revenge. Or something like that, she always had a wild imagination.

Sumire grabbed Komi's hand and pulled her back, "Stay back, I will call the security." She said took out her phone and dialled security.

Silence persisted as the call rang, and rang and rang and rang. All of them listened closely until the call ended.

There was no pickup.

Now the fear increased tenfold.

That was Manager Kim. They knew how diligent he was at work. He wouldn't forget to pick up his phone.

"I'l try it one more time and maybe call the police." Sumire said and Marin was just about to get the guns when they heard a clicking sound.

The door was unlocked. How? It means the enemy has the spare key.

They froze and watched in horror as the doorknob turned and it opened up. Then a tall man with a white smiling face mask and a hat was revealed.

There was a moment of silence as they all just looked at him with wide eyes.

The man move his mask to the side and a familiar face with a playful smile was revealed.

!!!!

Is it a dream?

That was....

"MASTER!!" They heard Kurumi running on all fours rushing towards him and threw herself in his arms, quickly turning into a naked girl as Yuito wrapped his arms around her.

She was in her human form already but she still licked his jaw. 

Yuito looked at the three of the girls.

"Surprise."

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"YUITO!!!!!" A surge of happiness, relief and annoyance filled their heart as they threw themselves at him.

Yuito smiled leaned back and hugged all of them. He was strong enough to carry them all. 

He closed the door with his leg and carried them all carefully to the living room. The girls giggled as they tried not to fall off.

He put them down and after releasing a breath he said.

"Date night? With lots of sex?

A reply came earlier than the next second.

"YES!!!" X3

"Yay."

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[image Kurumi full human]

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