... this took way too long for me to make... no, no I'm not giving up its just, quarantine was pretty fun but now its making me feel... demotivated... I feel like I wanna just sleep more and do nothing, especially with more problems popping up in this world we live in...
Regardless, you know, each day whenever I take a look at my own writing just for the hell of it, it cringes me as to how absolutely horrendous and inconsistent my writing is lol. There's better stories out there yes, but I hope mine isn't like... terribly cringe.
I don't know its just, it's a hobby and all sure, but at the same time its like "the fuck did I just write?" Same goes for the future chapters and my other book. Man.. guess I need to improve more.
Especially when I get some good criticism, its nice and all for my improvement but the pain I get after reading it is just... sigh, makes me feel a bit insecure you know?
Also, multiple lemons in this one, if you don't mind of course. Hope this chapter isn't terrible.
Enough of that, hope you enjoy.
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Heading inside, Makoto was greeted by a pair of twins at the reception. Both have long black hair tied in a high ponytail, both are heterochromatic with blue and green eyes, both are blushing slightly at the sight of the raven.
"O-Oh! One Punch Man! We've been expecting your arrival today and prepared a lovely penthouse!" Makoto sweat dropped a bit. "Uh, a regular room is fine you know, so long as its big enough since some people tend to sneak in. Not that I mind." His eyes turned to his girls who whistled and looked around innocently with a slight blush.
"But our manager insists! Your harem should they not have enough room will have separate rooms that will be conveniently connected to yours along with a nice large bed, though it may not be necessary!" Said Hero's sweat drop grew larger at how she just nonchalantly said it. "Rrriiiiiiiiggghhtt.... anyways, who am I talking to right now?" He asked the twins.
"That would be my children! Hohohoho!" A fairly short, chubby old man poked his head out and walked up to Makoto. He wore a simple black Tuxedo set, top hat, and a monocle along with a fine wooden cane.
"Allow me to first thank you for saving me within that crowd One Punch Man! My children are also quite grateful. Let me to introduce myself!" He pointed at himself.
"My name is Mr. Mono Polyama, founder of this lovely resort and a few others around Cities A, F, and C! These lovely girls are Clarette and Viola, my dearest children who work in this resort." He introduced them, to which they bowed and he extended his hand.
"Mm. Makoto, Furukawa Makoto." The raven shook it and left the old man laughing heartily and the girls slightly blushing. Pretty cute name.
"Hohoho! A pleasure to meet you Makoto-san! Now, would you like to head off to your room now?" Polyama asked. "Not now, I'm still waiting for the rest of the heroines." He said, and on cue caught a leg coming down on his head with his classic monotone face.
"Speaking of which, can you please not Bang? You're scaring these two." Silverfang chuckled before flipping back and landing on her feet before folding her hands behind her back. "I will get you someday Makoto-kun. Think of it as reflex practice." She turned to the startled young women and raised her hand.
"Apologies, this is becoming a little too normal between us now it seems." She said nonchalantly, the twin receptionists were gulping a bit and nodded. "Makoto-san, yo." Atomic Samurai greeted with her katana still on her waist, seems like she won't leave without them.
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