NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

Faced with his wives' questioning, the man's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and then he struggled to control his facial muscles, managing to force out a stiff, doll-like smirk.

"Well... I discussed some business with Sakura yesterday, so I slept in the guest room."

Anise: "I see~ It seems the official business the Commander was discussing is really important~ What kind of official business is it? Why didn't you tell us about it?"

Marian: "Commander, Ms. Sakura informed us in advance that she did not discuss anything with you last night."

Phoenix: "..."

In an instant, the instant she heard Marian say that the cherry blossoms had cut off her escape route in advance!

The lieutenant immediately understood that the overly clever woman was doing this on purpose.

"This...I...I am..."

Under the extremely dangerous gaze of his wives, Phoenix stammered for a long time, unable to find a reasonable excuse to cover up his true motive for escaping reality last night.

With no way out, the man had no choice but to try to change the subject.

"Oh right, Mihara and Yuni are supposed to be here today, I need to go pick them up."

As he spoke, the lieutenant put on a serious expression and tried to get up from the tatami mat. But just as he was halfway up, Anise suddenly gave him a gentle push with both hands, pushing him back onto the tatami mat.

thump!

"Ugh—! Mihara, Mihara, Mihara. Commander, you didn't go home last night because you were waiting for Mihara, right???"

The sour words permeated every corner of the guest room.

On the other side, Marian nodded in agreement, "It's only 10 a.m., isn't it a bit too early to pick up Mihara now, Commander?"

"..."

Sensing the restless look in his two concubines' eyes and witnessing the girls' cheeks slowly blushing, Phoenix, realizing something was terribly wrong, quickly warned them:

"Wait, wait! This is someone's guest room, so early in the morning..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

"Don't break it!"

"I only have this one pair of shorts!"

……

……

Although it's not yet spring, the room is already filled with the colors of spring.

bulibuli! m-boer~

Before I knew it, my phone, which had been pushed into the corner long ago, started ringing with a string of messages.

[Viper: Darling~ Good morning~?]

[The viper: I've already taught the jackal a lesson; she'll never dare kick the door down again.]

[Viper: I've arranged everything at the hotel, honey~ What's the itinerary for today?]

[Viper: Waaaaaah~ Why are you ignoring me~]

Unable to get a response, the girl on the other end of the phone pretended to be pitiful and cried loudly in text messages.

Little did they know, in the hotel room on the other end of the phone, the girls could be heard from time to time sobbing softly, unable to control themselves.

Chapter 219 My lower back muscles are almost worn out

The second brother with a prosthetic body,

Honestly, this thing was somewhat unacceptable to Phoenix at first.

Although it was covered with heat-resistant simulated skin, the prosthetic body could only achieve about 70% of the realistic feeling, which inevitably made the lieutenant feel that his pleasure as a man was severely diminished.

However, this view was shattered on the spot when the lieutenant stepped onto the battlefield with his new gun and engaged in a turbulent and difficult assault.

Phoenix realized he was wrong...

And it was completely wrong, terribly wrong.

Men's pleasure is not only tactile pleasure, but also a quadruple satisfaction from sight, hearing and spirit.

After Phoenix successfully unlocked Anise and Marianne's new memories and experienced a thrilling audiovisual feast, the naive man actually believed that from this day forward, he would have complete control of the battlefield...

Unfortunately, reality kindly reminded the lieutenant that he had forgotten something important.

—It's true that I am a prosthetic body, but my wives are also prosthetic bodies, with a modification rate as high as 98%, and the remaining 2% being prosthetic brains.

So, after an hour of intense, bloody fighting, the lieutenant suddenly realized that his lower back and abdomen were a little sore...

However, due to the man's petty concern about saving face, the stubborn man gritted his teeth and persisted for another half hour.

then,

Unable to stand up straight, Phoenix once again humbly surrendered to his wives after a complete defeat.

……

"Ugh... Hurry up and think of something! It's all the Commander's fault!"

After getting dressed, Anise, her face flushed red like an apple, tidyed up the scattered blankets on the floor with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance, while her gaze kept drifting towards the collapsed wooden low table in the center of the room.

That table wasn't a metal table with a painted wooden finish!

The thought of maids coming to tidy up the room made Anise wish she could climb over the wall and escape from Miss Sakura's mansion right now.

It would be best to leave the outer perimeter area directly and find a completely new social environment to start anew.

Similarly, Marianne's pretty face wasn't much better than her comrade's; her rosy skin spread from her neck to her ears, as if wisps of heat would rise from the top of the girl's head at any moment.

Scratches

The floor was covered in scratches.

Deep, shallow, long, fragmented—just the location and density of the scratches caused Marianne's mind to uncontrollably replay related video recordings.

Too embarrassed to see anyone...

She is about to suffer a complete social death in front of Ms. Sakura.

“Commander… how about we just book this entire suite…” Looking at her man getting dressed, Marian squatted on the ground in despair, covering her face, and suggested with a look of utter hopelessness:

"We...maybe we can stall for a day and then figure out how to restore this place."

Seeing the girls' increasingly regretful expressions afterward, Lieutenant Phoenix, hands on his lower back, struggling to straighten up, shamelessly replied:

"No need for that trouble. At worst, we can just pay Sakura some compensation. Anyway, Mastin still owes me 20 million."

It's just a solid wooden table and a few square meters of tatami mats; no matter how valuable it is, it can't exceed three million credits.

After hearing what someone said, how could the two girls not be anxious?

Anise: "Oh dear! It's not about losing money! If it weren't for the Commander insisting on... on the table... um—! Anyway, anyway..."

"We absolutely cannot let Ms. Sakura find out!"

Marian tacitly picked up where her comrade left off, suppressing the waves of shyness that washed over her, clenching her fists, her tone full of threat.

"Otherwise... I won't do that with the Commander anymore!"

Phoenix: "...?"

Phoenix: "!!!"

……

……

"You mean...you want to stay for an extended period?"

The moment the lieutenant shamelessly asked to rent the room, Sakura, who knew everything but was unaware of the current state of the guest rooms, revealed a scrutinizing aura unique to those in a superior position.

Do you think our Qingming Society is so short of funds that we have to rely on renting rooms to make ends meet?

"Five million for a year's rent."

Cherry blossoms:"……"

Five million credits is no small sum.

In fact, even for giants like the Big Three, getting them to come up with five million in working capital beyond their budget requires going through layers of review, with the board of directors, CEO, and finance department all agreeing.

After all, if 90% of the citizens of the Ark work their whole lives, their total salary over forty years would only be two or three million.

So, are you moved by the cherry blossoms?

The answer is definitely yes, but spending five million to rent a room for only one year is rather strange for the young lady.

“One room? Who said I wanted to rent one room? I want to rent the entire west courtyard. The whole courtyard costs five million a year, including water, electricity, food, maintenance services, security, and all of that.”

Phoenix could easily have imagined what Sakura was worried about.

But considering his future happiness, he had no choice but to make a large plate of dumplings just for a dish of vinegar.