Fantasy Realm [One Piece] [Harry Potter] [Naruto] - [Progression] [LitRPG]

Chapter 162: Am I Getting Cucked? (NSFW 18+)

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Important notice:

If you are not into NSFW chapters, Yuri, or light Femdom (more like teasing), please skip this chapter. There is nothing relevant to the main story in the chapter that you will miss if you skip it. This is almost pure smut. Also, no, there is no actual NTR / Cuckold content in this chapter. MC will not have his Harem members stolen at any point in the story; Yuri will also not become "standard" but more or less a one-time thing.

I already stated that MC will change, and it will happen before the next arc, but the story is already written, and I won't change it, as I'm pretty happy with how things turned out. These exact chapters are the Katalist for him to finally change.

I think giving you the option to skip these chapters is a perfect compromise for people who simply don't enjoy them because many people actually do.

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"That was... awkward," Alex mutters, still cringing as he processes the events of the evening.

"Your parents are nice and very understanding! They seemed quite smitten with us, I have to say," Tereza comments with a sly smile.

"I like everyone who appreciates my food!" Menchi adds with a bright grin. Then, without missing a beat, she declares, "Anyway, you two help me with the cleanup!"

Alex sighs, wanting to protest. Isn't this something the housekeeper can handle in a couple of days anyway? But he decides against it, too exhausted to argue. Just do it. It'll be quick. It's been... a difficult day.

As they clean up the table and do the dishes, Alex can't help but notice Tereza blatantly flirting with Menchi.

"Your cooking is the absolute best, Menchi. I can't believe how lucky we are to enjoy it. Let's go shopping tomorrow, okay? Alex can show us around his town, and we can buy some clothes for you and maybe some ingredients. While I love your outfit, I fear it's... not exactly acceptable for this boring and stiff society we're living in."

"I guess you're right," Menchi says thoughtfully. "I noticed Alex's parents were staring at me a bit. It's probably a little inappropriate."

"You're the loveliest wife ever, Menchi. You're just perfect. I blame society for not appreciating your lovely outfit," Tereza says with a honeyed tone.

Can you be even more fake? Alex thinks. Such a smooth talker. It's all lies. Still, he begrudgingly admits, At least they'll get her some proper clothes.

"I don't think I'm wife material, Tereza. You're quite sweet, though. Thank you," Menchi responds, her tone tinged with confusion at Tereza's insinuation.

Bold as ever, Tereza puts an arm around Menchi's hip and continues, "Oh no, it's the truth. You're the perfect wife. I'd not only love to gobble up your food but also you. If you're this good with your hands and tongue in the kitchen, I can't even imagine what you could do in other areas."

Alex cringes inwardly. That's the worst pickup line I've ever heard. If that works, I'll eat grass.

They finish the cleanup quickly, and Alex prepares the second bathroom, pulling out a new toothbrush, bath towel, and hand towel for Menchi so she can properly clean herself.