The Tachibanas are Upset

The next morning heralded a crisis for Ebinuma Yuu. Namely, the angry gazes of the Tachibana women like a trinity of goddesses administering judgement unto a heathen for his transgressions against the laws of heaven. You had to admit, God or not, this was an immensely uncomfortable moment for you.

'It seems even Gods lack power to overcome certain obstacles,' You wryly mused.

"Yuu-kun," Kyouka began, her voice hardened with smoldering anger, "You made love to me, and I loved every single moment of it. Yet even though you have me, you laid hands on my daughters as well. What do you have to say to that?"

"That's right. I really never expected you would be capable of this," Yuka crossed her arms, glaring harshly and worsening your squirming, "And you even did it with our mum, for god's sake!"

"So exactly what should we do with you, Yuu-kun?" Asked Koharu, her eyes never smiling, a black aura shrouding them with a menacing aura that made you shiver.

You take a deep breath, count to four, and exhale. Steeling your resolve, you began to pour out your heart.

"I... love all three of you," You declared, "Kyouka, I loved the time we spent together, that is no lie. I also say the same for all the time I spent with Yuka and Koharu, not just in sex but also with all our dates. All three of you are lovable, strong and gorgeous, and I would give up anything if it meant being with the three of you."

Koharu's anger faded, though her frown remained.

"You mean it?" She asked.

"Every single word," You firmly asserted.

And it was the truth, spoken from the bottom of your heart. Koharu was the first to sigh.

"Honestly speaking, I admit that after you helped me deal with those bullies, I couldn't help myself," Koharu admitted, "You were just so dashing, handsome, manly and brave. I can't remember seeing any man who's manlier than you either, Yuu-kun."

"I guess I'm guilty of the same," Yuka blushed while scratching her head, "He was just so damned cute, I wanted to ravish him here and there at the gym."

"Wow, really? You did it in a public place of all places?" Koharu said, "You are really a new kind of depraved."

Kyouka flinched and averted her eyes, and her daughters looked at her as if she were a pot calling the kettle black.

"Mom... don't tell me..." Koharu muttered.

"...We did it in a karaoke box," Kyouka mumbled, her voice muted in embarrassment.

Koharu stared at her mother with the white eyes of a dead fish, all colour leaving her cheeks. Yuka slapped her forehead, shaking her head.

"What is this world coming to...?" Yuka mumbled.

"Oh please, don't go giving me those eyes. The two of you are just as guilty as I am!" Kyouka said exasperatedly.

Koharu and Yuka winced, conceding the point.

"The only question now is: How do we go forward?" Yuka put forth, "We're clearly at an impasse, and we can't leave this unanswered."

"Then why don't we all share him?" Kyouka suggested.

All of you stared at Kyouka, though you inwardly smiled at this outcome.

'Just as it is intended to be.'

"Look at it this way: We've all done it with him, and he's a very sweet, caring and responsible man. He willingly leapt to Koharu's defense, and he never shies away from helping around the house, whether with cleaning or cooking or simply keeping us company," Kyouka explained, smiling tenderly as she continued, "And look at him: Can you ever imagine him cheating on us with any other women?"

The Tachibanas took one look at you and concluded with a unanimous 'No'.

"Then I guess it's settled; we're all sharing him," Kyouka concluded.

"But what about marriage? Society doesn't allow more than one spouse for any couple," Yuka pointed out.

"Aw, and I really was looking forward to a wedding with all four of us," Koharu lamented, "And maybe we could design a special outfit for Yuu-kun; his shapely, pert ass on full display, just waiting to be fucked by a cock-ow!"

Koharu winced as she massaged a bump on her head, courtesy of Yuka's attack of indignance.

"Please don't go projecting your fujoushi fantasies here," Yuka reprimanded.

"Go easy on her, Yuka," Kyouka admonished, "But I do agree I want all of us to be with him; it'd be quite unfair, otherwise."

"But Mom, he has to choose!" Yuka whined.

"You just want him all to yourself," Koharu pouted.

Before the argument could get any worse, you decided to raise your hand and break your silence.

"Um, can I say something?" You asked.

The three Tachibanas turned to face you, expecting an answer to satisfy all three of them.

"Why don't we all marry each other?" You suggested, "Why should I only take one wife when I can take all three?"

"That's... That's not going to be easy, you do realise that, right?" Kyouka pointed out.

"I am aware, Kyouka-san. We will make it work," You resolutely declared.

Kyouka sighed at your stubborn determination, then pulled you up by the hand and kissed you on the lips, before pulling you into a tender embrace.

"Then I'll hold you to your word, Yuu-kun," She said, "Please, take care of all of us."

And Koharu and Yuka hugged you too, the feud between mother and daughters put to rest.

In a dark room lit only by a single dim light, a group of shadowy figures gathered at a table, their greasy hands in silk garments wearing expensive rings and gemstones sullied by their wrinkly hands.

"Gentlemen, I believe we need to step up our game," A harsh, nasal voice began, hoarse and throaty like a pig, "We lost one of our most lucrative rings since the raid on that inn, and what's more, our long-time business partners have been... disposed of."

Rapists and sexual offenders were treated the harshest by criminals, not least due to how these scumbags ruined their childhood. Little wonder the three punks were found dead in prison, stabbed over a dozen times with plastic shivs from toothbrushes. As for the woman who helped them with their business, blinded by love? She was caught by the ring and sold off, transported away from Japan, never to be seen again.

"Nobusawa Michie from the PAP's being a real thorn in our side, and unless we do something fast, we will be discovered," Another man said.

"Don't be hasty; the TMPD is under immense scrutiny, yes, but we can simply wait out the storm and pose a scapegoat. Once the scapegoat is arrested and put behind bars, we can kill him, and the entire case will be water under the bridge," Said a third voice, "And no one will be any wiser."

"Then I take it you have a scapegoat in mind?" Asked a fourth voice.

"Indeed," The greasy pig said, "Commissioner Tokifusa."

"Then I shall make the arrangements necessary," Said the fourth voice.

And with that, a plot was hatched to get rid of the obstacles in their path. Little did they know, however, that they would soon be eating their words.