"Onii-chan, you have promised to take a trip with me later, right?"
As they arrived at Tokyo and were about to be separated after Nifuji sent Chika by a taxi, she couldn't help but ask him about their next trip, but—
"If you fail on your manga again, let's take a trip."
"....." Chika.
She was so speechless when she heard that return.
Yes, she wanted to have another trip with Nifuji, but she didn't want to fail with her manga!
She wanted to have both, but, but, but...
As Chika started to doubt herself, Nifuji patted her back as he said, "Do your best."
"...."
"Yes!"
Yes, stop thinking about all of that, and let's just focus on doing what she had to do, and that was to create a new story.
Chika wasn't sure whether she could succeed or not, even if she had created, but she knew well that if she did nothing, she would end up a failure, and it would change nothing.
"There might not be a guarantee that you will succeed even if you do your best, but it is far better than doing nothing."
"You are right, so are you, Onii-chan. You should do your best, too!"
"I will. Let's do our best together."
"Um~!"
As they made their kiss, Chika was all shy, but Nifuji decided to leave and go home, as it had been a while for him to return to his own home. After all, he had been staying at Mayuri's place all this time, and frankly, he thought of calling Eri and Mayuri to his place, so that they could do it together at his place, as they hadn't done it.
However—
"What am I thinking?"
Nifuji felt helpless by what kind of bastard he was, especially when he had made a vow to work hard together with Chika.
As Chika decided to work hard with her manga, Nifuji would work hard with his new job, but then, as he returned to Tokyo, he started to think with his lower body again, thinking of the pleasure of having his women in a threesome in his home, yet even so, his hands had already moved, and he had sent them a message, which they quickly replied that they would come to his place ASAP!
Yes, he had sent that message; he began to feel regret, thinking he shouldn't be impulsive and that he should have thought things through calmly before he said anything, since it was hard to retract what he had said.
He had to work hard, improve, and become the ideal man that he had aspired to be within his mind, yet once again, he was distracted by his penis, which sought after the warmth and pleasure that came from Eri and Mayuri, his two lovely lovers that would suck his cock dearly as they drank all of his semen, yet still looking at him dearly.
When he returned to Tokyo, he couldn't help but think of the two, and his hands just moved on their own to tell them about his return, yet as he thought of the two, there was also one thing that he had always been thinking about.
"Why do I even need to work hard?
Yes, why did he have to work hard?
Unlike before, where he was unsure about his life, whether it was in the present or the future, as he had a system now, even if he didn't work hard and just spent his time with his women, or becoming a household husband, taking care of the home as he let his wife work, it was fine, he thought.
After all, as long as he spent his money on his women, he would gain ten times the return.
If he said that he was an investor, a trader, or something similar, he felt that it would be okay, too, since, despite not having to invest in stocks, cryptos, or anything similar, he also invested, but on women, as he spent his money on them, but fortunately, he gained the return with ease, and he also got another happiness in the form of pleasure.
The women were also happy being taken care of, and they were also happy to have a powerful lover like him.
Still, instead of working on those things that were clearly seen to give him an obvious result, being a sugar daddy would give him an obvious result, he wanted to do his best with the work that wouldn't give him an obvious result, and even had a chance of him ending up in failure.
If people knew what he did, he knew that they would say, "Are you stupid?!"
Yup, he was stupid, but as he had realized everything, it wasn't too late, but it didn't mean that he would stop with what he did with his work on his company.
Yes, he would continue to work, but he wouldn't do his best.
At best, probably 50%!
Instead of spending 100% or more, filling his days with work, work, and work, Nifuji decided to give 50% or less.
'No, let's do it with 10%!'
Was it possible?
It might not have been before, but as the system in his department had become more effective and he had cut all the unnecessary parts, he felt that his work should be even more relaxed.
Then again, originally, his work was quite relaxed, too, as in most parts, he had no need to go during the weekend, and even worked only for a few hours before he left for the gym.
Yup, instead of working on his company, working on his body was more important, he thought, since being powerful meant that he could handle more women, which would result in more profit.
"Hmm...."
Was being a sugar daddy such a capitalist-like profession?
Nifuji wasn't sure, but inwardly he decided to apologize to Chika, since he wouldn't work hard for his company and would only work so-so, despite all the things he had thought of before.
Instead, working hard on his company, which wouldn't give him a definite result, he should work hard on his sugar daddy profession since the more he worked hard on it, the more his hard work in another area, such as his job at his company, would give him a definite result, especially many of the rewards from the system gave him benefits that made his life easier, including at how to make his toy departement into more profitable departement instead of being the last one.
Now, he had an idea of what to do, and the direction in which he should aim for, but as he thought of returning to his home, the door of his neighbor was opened, and the face of a woman, whom he had first seen, came into his view, staring at him silently, but as they stared at each other for a while, her face grew redder, and bashful.
Nifuji took a deep breath and asked, "Is it sleeping?"
"Um..."
Fuji's voice was quiet, but she nodded softly at his question.
"Is it okay to do it at your place?"
"Um..."
Nifuji took a deep breath, bringing all of his luggage, as he entered Fuji's place, and she welcomed him before the door closed tightly, so no one outside knew what they were about to do.