My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Qingyou is not only a collaborator, but also her exclusive toy.

If Qingyou fell in love with a woman one day, that woman could only be Chihaya Airi; of course, if Qingyou really tried to become her lover, it would undoubtedly be a betrayal of the prior agreement, and Chihaya Airi would also be unhappy.

In short, it is a rather contradictory emotion.

At the same time, Qingyou was already controlling the character holding a katana to engage in a fierce battle with the monster.

This is the private room assigned to Qingyou, his own little world in the mansion.

The latest generation of game consoles, equipped with a high-definition TV specially customized for games, and a soft and comfortable big bed.

I'm so excited!

In addition to resisting the offensive of the yandere, superior living conditions are another benefit that Qingyou gets from marrying into the family.

In his previous life, he would think carefully before buying an old and expensive game, but now he can buy the deluxe version of any game he likes without thinking. Anyway, the expenses in his account are all charged to the Chihaya Group's public account. It would be a waste not to take advantage of the chaebol's wool.

Snacks in the left hand, happy water in the right hand, once the handle is turned, no one likes it.

"I can't bear to watch this anymore, Qingyou, Qingyou, how can you be so decadent?!"

Just when he was thinking that something seemed to be missing, the familiar and cute Luo Yin suddenly came to his mind, and Qingyou suddenly felt relaxed all over.

Here it comes, the daily obligatory quarrel with the system.

Just like the legendary time traveler, Qingyou also had a system, but he decided to abandon it after taking a look at it.

Because Qingyou loaded the "Beautiful Girl Assistance System".

As the name suggests, it is to issue tasks for Qingyou to help various beautiful girls, enrich the bond with them, complete the tasks to get rewards, improve himself step by step, and finally become an urban legend.

If he were born in a normal world, Qingyou wouldn't mind trying out what heights the so-called Prodigal Son System would help him reach.

It's a pity that this is a yandere-oriented world view, and Qingyou is the male protagonist who is in the most dangerous situation. Under such circumstances, if he continues to mess around with other girls, wouldn't that be simply courting death?

Are you worried that the hatchet won’t come fast enough?

So, even though the system has been encouraging Qingyou to complete tasks and has set the voice to that of a super cute little sister, Qingyou still said, I refuse!

"Tong, what tricks are you trying to use to fool me today?" Qingyou continued playing the game and responded lazily in his mind.

"Ahem, what you said is wrong, sir. How can you call it deception? We are clearly doing this for your happiness. We are trying to put ourselves in your shoes and find opportunities for you to improve!"

"Then tell me, what opportunity have you found?"

"Kitahara Ayano." The system paused, and said in an excited tone, "According to our preliminary scan, this person is a high-value target as determined by the rules. If you complete the series of tasks related to her, you will gain countless energy points!"

"Oh."

"...Hey, hey, hey, don't say "oh", this is the fattest fish we have encountered so far, host, go and catch her, we will get energy points to upgrade after that, then the host will be able to blow up a cow with one punch, and we don't have to be afraid of yanderes anymore!"

As expected, an advanced artificial intelligence civilization that claims to have traveled to hundreds of parallel worlds has learned to address customers' pain points. It has to be said that it is an improvement to persuade Qingyou to complete tasks from the perspective of "safety".

But obviously, the system underestimated Qingyou's stubbornness.

Without even thinking, Qingyou immediately retorted, "But I'm safe now! Rather than taking unknown risks, it's better to just stay in the present and live my life in peace. Isn't this the basic rule of risk game theory?"

"Well... you're right, but..."

"You don't even understand the principles that a freshman in the mathematics department understands. Alas, your advanced artificial intelligence is only at this level. It turns out that the AI ​​industry is a bubble and its future is very bad!"

"..."

The system was speechless for a moment. Alas, it was another day of being despised by the host. I felt so tired.

Chapter 3: The complex emotions from Qingyou

What is it like to follow a host who is unresponsive?

No one has a more distinctive system experience than Qingyou.

The key point is that this person is not a pure lazy dog. You may say he is lazy, but he worked hard to get into the University of Tokyo. He is also well-received by students as a mathematics teacher. He treats people well and never embarrasses the Chihaya family. He is definitely a promising young man.

You say he is not lazy, but he doesn't even look at the tasks issued by the system and treats generous rewards as dirt.

Once, the system was so angry at Qingyou that it fainted, and questioned him why he couldn't just complete the task. Could he really bear to watch this weak, pitiful and helpless system starve to death because of lack of energy points?

Qingyou showed a determined look and snorted coldly: "Everything I have obtained so far is due to my own efforts... System, no more points allowed!"

System: o(╥﹏╥)o

"Don't be unconvinced. Listen to my analysis. I don't even know this Kitahara Ayano. If I show any special interest in her, wouldn't that be playing into the hands of the red-eyed devil?" Whenever Qingyou chatted with the system, he would directly call Aili the "red-eyed devil". Anyway, no one could hear his true feelings, so he stopped pretending.

"My lord host, you can do it secretly. After all, you are a smart and brave host~" The system was relentless.

"Damn you, do you think the Red-Eyed Demon is a simple and easy-to-foolery little girl?" Qingyou sneered, "Tong, I remember you said that if I don't live past sixty, you will also completely disappear, right? If you want to live, stay here obediently."

"..."

"Let's take a step back. Isn't it because you're such a loser? Look at the missions you've assigned to me. The female host's gun-slinging, the dressing room's bravery, the health room's horror, the swimming class's godly trick... Damn, they're all for social death! If you gave me a mission to sign in and get a Lamborghini, would I still refuse? In the final analysis, it's because your system is too useless. Think more about your own problems. It's not easy for a time traveler to have lived for so many years."

"…Hold on, hold on, wow, I know I'm wrong, can't I?"

After successfully wasting the CPU on the useless system, Qingyou ignored it and concentrated on playing games until late at night. He turned off the TV on time at 11 o'clock and spent half an hour doing simple exercises.

After taking a shower, Qingyou left the room and came to the living room.

Ai Li was probably asleep already. The living room was dark and a little messy. Packaging bags of unknown products were scattered on the floor, a few pieces of clothing and a hair dryer that was not unplugged after use were piled on the sofa, and some leftover potato chips were scattered on the coffee table.

There was even a pair of black stockings stuffed in the gap between the cushion and the back of the sofa...

Qingyou shook his head helplessly and began to tidy up the environment quietly.

Sure enough, no matter how glamorous and beautiful a girl is outside, she may be terribly sloppy at home.

When he pulled out the stockings, Qingyou couldn't help but recall the scene of Aili bullying him with her feet in the evening. The pair of small and delicate black silk jade feet jumped left and right in his palms, bringing a wonderful touch. The young lady's feet did not have the slightest unpleasant smell, but he could vaguely smell Chihaya Aili's unique rich body fragrance, which constantly shook Qingyou's desire that had been buried for many years.

"Gu!" Qingyou swallowed and suddenly had a crazy idea. Should he take this opportunity to smell the scent of the stockings?

In an instant, reason took over her brain again. Qingyou rolled up the stockings and threw them into the laundry basket with a clear eye.

After finishing the housework, it was almost twelve o'clock. Qingyou was feeling sleepy, so she went back to her nest and fell asleep.

What, you ask why there is no role for Ai Li here?

On the surface, the couple of course sleeps in separate rooms. Do you still expect Qingyou to say good night to Aili before going to bed?

Do you say goodnight to your boss before going to bed?

For Qingyou, Aili is just a colleague in the workplace, and the main point is that he is not familiar with her.

Everyone does their job, lives in peace, and everything is going well.

The next day. Evening.

After finishing his work at school, Qingyou arrived at the luxurious restaurant that he had booked in advance on time.

He was still wearing the same casual suit he wore during the day, which was formal enough yet low-key, yet still couldn't hide his elegant and handsome appearance.

Along the way, female passers-by frequently cast burning glances at him, but Qingyou looked straight ahead and pretended to be deaf to them. After all, he had been handsome for two lifetimes and had long been accustomed to it. He did not feel secretly happy about it. In fact, the possessiveness implied in a few of their glances would even slightly arouse Qingyou's PTSD - he was badly harmed by a yandere in his previous life!

What's so good about being a woman? Isn't gaming fun? Isn't it fun to play with your gay friends?

As for the welcoming banquet tonight, Qingyou was just looking forward to tasting the food. It was said that the high-end Western restaurant chosen by Aili was famous for its excellent Wellington steak.

Different from Qingyou whose mind is full of eating, Chihaya Airi has obviously dressed up specially to welcome her bestie. At this moment, in the VIP private room of the restaurant, the young lady is sitting on a high-back chair waiting bored. The strapless dress brings out her curvy figure to the fullest. Her two straight and slender legs are crossed, and her restless toes are swinging back and forth with high heels hanging on them. Her toes with light-colored manicure are round and shiny, and they are dazzling under the indoor lights.

Qingyou walked into the room and was subconsciously attracted by the white jade feet.

Sometimes he couldn't help but maliciously guess that Ai Li's so-called "devil" attributes might actually be derived from her ADHD in childhood...

"Qingyou-kun is really not honest. He even said that he has no interest in other people's feet." Before she finished speaking, Chihaya Airi suddenly raised her charmingly curvy calves and threw her high heels towards Qingyou.

Qingyou caught the high heels accurately, with a look of being accustomed to it, as if she had long been accustomed to Ai Li's changeable temper. She squatted down to help her put on the shoes.

"Miss, you are joking again. Have you prepared everything related to the dinner? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's all done. Food, drinks... Oh, and ask the waiter to prepare some lemon leaves. Ayano likes to add them to her white wine."

White wine with lemon leaves, this refreshing way of drinking is something I have never seen before, it's like the deliciousness of pan-fried French foie gras with chili peppers.

But this is Miss Kitahara's personal preference, and he has no right to criticize it.

Qingyou went out to inform the waiter to prepare lemon leaves. Complex ripples appeared in Ai Li's eyes again. She suddenly raised her hand and gently pressed her chest.

Whenever Qingyou calmly dealt with her antics, such as putting on high heels for her, Ai Li would always feel an indescribable emotion in her chest. This emotion was different from her disgust towards other men, but in short, she felt uncomfortable, so it must be a negative emotion.

Fortunately, Kitahara Ayano arrived soon, so Airi didn't have to worry about it alone anymore.

In terms of appearance alone, Ayano is not inferior to Airi, but her temperament is completely different.

She is as delicate and pretty as a fragile narcissus, and she embodies the meaning of a lady from noble family to the fullest from head to toe.

When talking to Ai Li, her soft voice was full of gentleness.

"Ayano-chan is getting prettier and prettier. Sigh, I don't know which bastard will give her the chance."

"Well, Airi, you're beautiful too." After being praised for a long time, Ayano said shyly.

Qingyou did not disturb the excitement of the reunion with her best friends, but stared at the empty plate in front of her.

It’s so annoying. There was only a tiny amount of appetizer and it was gone in two bites. Is the BYD chef feeding the cat?

After a preliminary, calm observation of Kitahara Ayano, Qingyou concluded that this lady was not a big threat. She was quiet and gentle, and was full of the reserve of a literary family. Compared with Chihaya Airi, she was like an angel.

Chapter 4 After time stopped, my fiancée's best friend actually...

Qingyou gradually relaxed his vigilance, waited for the food, ate his meal, and sometimes secretly played with his phone under the table and watched the guys on the forum chat.

While doing all this, Qingyou was able to divert his attention to one thread and grasp the general content of the conversation between Aili and her bestie.

If Aili suddenly cues him and Qingyou can't answer and is caught distracted by her, Aili will get angry and make trouble for him.

It’s like a corporate slave listening to his boss’s meeting in the company. Maybe the content of the meeting is meaningless and just a bunch of nonsense, but it’s best not to let your boss catch you slacking off.

"…It's great that Ayano can return to China to develop. When you were away, I couldn't find a suitable companion for shopping."

"Unfortunately, I probably won't have much time to play."

Kitahara Ayano's beautiful face was tinged with sadness when she spoke of this. "My father wanted me to learn management and do my best to prepare for inheriting the gallery."

"Ah, your gallery is indeed an important business."

"Maybe I won't even have time to paint anymore, let alone go shopping." Ayano sighed sadly and suddenly turned to Qingyou, "What do you think, Mr. Chihaya? Which is the right path, inheriting the family business or pursuing ideals?"

you ask me?

Qingyou supports Aili in inheriting the family business, but he himself pursues the ideal of living a life of idleness and waiting for death.

Of course, it is impossible to say such low EQ words.

"If objective conditions permit, pursuing ideals is of course the right path. However, everyone will have to do things they don't want to do because of their own responsibilities, right?"

Kitahara Ayano nodded in agreement: "You are right, Mr. Chihaya, the family's responsibility must be fulfilled..."

"Ayano, don't listen to his nonsense." Airi rolled her eyes at her husband, and then encouraged her bestie, "If you ask me, your old man is still in good health, why is he in such a hurry to let you take over? You still have a lot of youth to enjoy, there is no need to do boring things so early, just take care of the family and concentrate on painting, at least when the situation requires you to step in, then consider switching to a manager, by then Ayano-chan will surely have created a world-renowned work!"

"World-renowned...?" Ayano smiled bitterly, "Airi really has confidence in me."

"Of course, in my eyes, Ayano-chan is the best painter in the world!" After saying that, Ai Li glanced at Qingyou, as if asking for his opinion.

Qingyou immediately expressed his opinion: "I believe in Aili's aesthetics. Since Aili said so, there must be no problem. Come on, Miss Kitahara!"

While his remarks encouraged positive energy, he also hinted that he followed his fiancée's judgment and stated that he had no bias towards Kitahara Ayano.

This is the emotional intelligence of the son-in-law of the Chihaya family. I want to ask if you have a son-in-law with such high emotional intelligence? He is really a son-in-law!

As if encouraged by the couple, Kitahara Ayano's spirits were lifted a lot. When the next dish came, she announced that she wanted to use the time before officially taking over the management of the gallery to create a satisfactory work as a perfect ending to her many years of painting career.

"That's great! In that case, let us wish Ayano-chan good luck with her creative work!" Airi raised her red wine and clinked glasses with her.

Kitahara Ayano's face flushed with excitement: "Thank you... Well, if there is anything I need help with during the creation process, I might bother you two."

Airi immediately promised: "No problem, we have been best friends since childhood, this is nothing. What's the big deal? Anything I can get, no matter how valuable it is, Ayano can use it if she needs it."

"So...what if I want to use Mr. Chihaya?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the dinner table instantly dropped several degrees.

Qingyou paused with the chopsticks in his hand, and the steak in his mouth no longer tasted delicious.

No, ladies.

How did you step into the minefield of the red-eyed demon?

Where are the best friends who grew up together? They are just fake best friends, right?

Fortunately, Kitahara Ayano soon revealed a sweet smile and tilted her head to explain, "I was just joking. I was thinking that a handsome man like Qingyou would be very suitable as a sketch model for the art academy."