Campione Scumbag in Mash-up Anime

Night fell quickly in Shinjuku. By around 9 p.m., the neon lights glowed brighter, their reflections dancing on the windows of buildings, including the hotel room.

Behind partially drawn thick curtains, the glimmer of Tokyo's nightlife was faintly visible.

The room was a mess. Clothes were strewn across the floor, from a white crop top to a denim jacket and cargo pants, scattered haphazardly.

Pillows were flung off the bed, one caught on the bedside lamp. The heavy blanket lay tangled at the foot of the bed, revealing crumpled sheets with deep creases, as if bearing the marks of a struggle.

A faint scent of sweat and something else lingered in the air.

Amid the chaos, on the wide bed, a young girl lay exhausted.

It was Suou Yuki.

Lying on her back, Yuki was completely naked. Her brown hair, once tied up, now sprawled messily across the pillow, with a few strands clinging to her sweat-dampened face. Her face was pale, her eyelids tightly shut, and her breathing deep, signaling extreme fatigue.

Her porcelain-white skin was covered with countless hickeys scattered across nearly every exposed part of her body. On her neck, several reddish-purple marks stood out prominently. Her collarbone and shoulders bore even more, some overlapping, forming abstract dark patterns. Her upper arms weren't spared either, marked with striking red traces.

Her chest, the C-cup she proudly boasted about, was now littered with similar marks, as was her flat stomach, where they faded slightly but remained visible.

Her entire body seemed like a canvas of a passionate and intense night, a silent testament to the agreement she had made. Yuki was alone in the room, accompanied only by the traces left behind.

"Haah… Haah… That monster…! Is Ren even human?! Going at it for hours without tiring—this isn't a JAV film, okay? The stamina of male actors in JAV is fake; none of it's real."

Panting heavily, Yuki grumbled about her overwhelming exhaustion, all caused by Ren.

She couldn't count how many times she had asked him to stop, but the man seemed deaf to her pleas. Now, her waist felt numb, and her groin tingled with lingering sensations.

"No wonder Ren needs so many women to keep up with him. His sex drive can't be handled by just one woman. Maybe he was a bull in his past life?"

Recalling the events from moments ago, Yuki gritted her teeth in a mix of embarrassment and anger.

"But it confirmed my hypothesis. For some reason, only Ren can make me sexually aroused, as if I was born just to satisfy his libido."

Suddenly, Yuki remembered something important she had nearly forgotten.

"Oh, right, I need to take the contraceptive pill! No matter how small the chance, it's not impossible I could get pregnant!"

Looking at her slightly bloated stomach, feeling full from Ren's "milk" and "two eggs." Yuki struggled to move her heavy body. Her hand reached for the bedside table, searching for the contraceptive pills she had bought at the pharmacy before they went to the hotel.

"Hisss…" Yuki sucked in a cold breath as a sudden pain flared from the bite marks on her areola. "That guy doesn't know how to hold back, does he? He just left me after having his fun with my body. What an irresponsible man."

"Ren isn't gentle at all! I wonder why Masha-san and Nakano-sensei like him? Maybe he's using hypnosis? Just kidding."

Yuki didn't realize her casual comment held a sliver of truth.

With effort, she managed to grab the bottle of contraceptive pills from the table. Swallowing one, she then allowed herself a moment to rest, recovering from the physical exhaustion. Once she felt slightly better, Yuki forced herself out of bed and hobbled to the bathroom to clean up.

She knew there was no way to remove the bite marks and hickeys scattered across her body. Those marks would take time to fade naturally. All Yuki could do was wash off the dried stains and expel the thick white fluid filling her stomach.

After showering, Yuki dressed fully, concealing the traces of the night behind her casual outfit. With slightly unsteady steps, she left the hotel room and headed home.

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On the other side.

Ren had just returned home, but the women living with him had senses far sharper than they appeared. Itsuki, Masha, Hayasaka, Alya, and Ririka—the five women sharing a roof with him—noticed something off: Ren had just fucked another woman.

The scent was the first giveaway. Though Ren had showered and changed, a faint trace of an unfamiliar woman's perfume—sweet and slightly musky—lingered in the air around him. It wasn't a scent they recognized from their own clothes or rooms.

Then, a keener eye would catch other details. Behind Ren's slightly loose shirt collar, if one looked closely, faint reddish marks resembling hickeys that hadn't fully faded were visible.

There was also a single long brown hair caught on his jacket's shoulder. And then, there was the unmistakable air of satisfaction radiating from his demeanor.

In a normal household, such discoveries would spark a massive argument, perhaps with shouting and thrown objects. But the women in Ren's harem were accustomed to their man's womanizing ways.

They had long passed that point. So, they chose to turn a blind eye and pretend nothing was amiss, not one of them addressing the topic directly. Their conversations revolved around trivial matters—dinner, plans for tomorrow, or light jokes—as if nothing was wrong.

Of course, it would be a lie to say there was no jealousy. Especially for Nakano Itsuki, who could be considered the main wife in the harem. With her belly swollen from late pregnancy, her hormones were unstable, making it hard to control her emotions.

Itsuki could feel the jealousy burning in her chest. The unfamiliar perfume, the faint marks on Ren's neck—all of it pierced her already sensitive feelings. So, that night, she refused to let Ren into her room. Her door was firmly locked, a clear rejection without words.

Facing the anger of his pregnant homeroom teacher, who was carrying his child, Ren didn't give up. He coaxed her with cheap, sweet words, the kind of flattery he often used to soothe his women.

Strangely, those cheap words worked. Little by little, Ren managed to quell Itsuki's hidden anger.

Though he succeeded in calming her, Itsuki still didn't allow Ren to sleep in her room that night.

It wasn't a big deal for Ren. There were still four other rooms available to him. Casually, he randomly picked another woman's room with his eyes closed, his finger pointing to one of the doors. By chance, it landed on Momobami Ririka's room.

Ren entered Ririka's room, and the night continued in a familiar way for him. He fucked Ririka until three in the morning, leaving her fast asleep from exhaustion.

"Phew… How should I have fun tomorrow?"

Lying beside the sleeping Ririka, whose breathing was steady and peaceful, Ren stared at the dark ceiling, pondering how to spend his time the next day.