Book 3: Chapter 18: Patch 3.0: Apartment Life with Four Girls
Book 3: Chapter 18: Patch 3.0: Apartment Life with Four Girls
Breakfast ends and the shopping trip begins. Ryouta is not the only one who does not want to go shopping so early as the rest of the girls groan and grumble about it as well. Cassandra is the most vocal about not wanting to go, but she doesn’t want to stay back while everybody else goes out with Ryouta. She has no idea what they may try doing to him while they have him! She can’t let herself fall behind, so once more, Ryouta ends up with Aiko and Cassandra clinging to his arms while they are out and about.
They buy more food, some drinks, specific alcohol for everybody as they each like something different, and a table with enough space for five people and chairs to go with it.
Ryouta feels jealous stares directed at him for the entire time they are out. Both women and men alike stare out of jealousy, younger kids look at him with respect and awe, and the elderly either look disgusted or proud.
The rest of the day is more or less a repeat of their day from yesterday. They go out to eat, mess around, Ryouta plays peacekeeper between Cassandra and Aiko, Alice embraces more of her teasing side, Serra tries getting some adult fun out of him by sneaking away with him but unfortunately getting caught, and so forth. The only difference is that Aiko falls asleep with them instead of joining them in the bed this time around. They figure that she already slept with them once, even if none of them knew it until they woke up, so it wouldn’t hurt to let her do it again as long as she stays at the foot of the bed and doesn’t try anything weird. Or sexual. Mainly sexual.
The next morning, Ryouta checks his computer with Serra sitting on his lap while the rest of the girls work on breakfast. Aiko told Alice that she wanted to learn how to cook to be a better future wife for Ryouta, and naturally, Cassandra had to be competitive and wish to learn as well.
Fiscord has far too many messages for Ryouta.
Since all the girls are with him as well, that means they could only be from one person: Spencer.
At least he has a new nickname in their group chat.
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: sure do wish I wasn’t the only one steering this thing
Ryouta doesn’t know whether to appreciate or hate the new nickname.
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: me and cor don’t have enough alone time because none of u have been cumming on
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: rock misses you guys and I think even rod is depressed that he hasn’t gotten used at all lately
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: who names a fishing rod ROD, srsly fenny
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: you better be having lots of sex at least or im going to be disappointed in you
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: for real who has three girlfriends stay over and not have like 24/7 sex fests
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: if I had three of cor then we’d just be constantly raw, I mean, we pretty much already are but that’s not my point
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: also where am I even taking this ship, all you said was east
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: YOU HAVEN’T BEEN HERE FOR TWO DAYS NOW
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: WHY U DOING ME LIKE THIS
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: WE NEED TO HIRE SOME NPCS OR SOMETHING TO STEER THE SHIP SO THAT I DON’T HAVE TO COME PLAY EVERY FEW HOURS, I HAVE THINGS TO DO YOU KNOW, YOU’RE LUCKY THAT I’M ON BREAK
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: IF THIS WAS DURING THE SEMESTER THEN I’D JUST LET THE SHIP CRASH IN THE ROCKS IF YOU’RE NOT HERE TO HELP
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: EVEN TABITHA HAS BEEN HELPING ME STEER LATELY AND THAT JUST MAKES HER GRUMPY BECAUSE SHE WANTS 2 PLAY WITH HER TOYS INSTEAD OF HELP ME BUT IF I HAVE 2 SPEND MY FREE TIME STARING AT WATER FOR ANOTHER MINUTE THEN I AM GOING 2 CUM ON UUR CHARACTER WHILE HE’S ASLEEP
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: DO NOT MAKE ME SEXUALLY HARASS U IN UR SLEEP FENNY
>Da Best Engineer Ever: I think he’s serious
>Da Best Engineer Ever: I went in and I saw him standing next to your character looking like he was about to strangle you
>Da Best Engineer Ever: and Rock kept on barking at you to try and wake you up
>Da Best Engineer Ever: I get that you have some girlfriends over but you have a dog here who needs attention, and a fishing rod
>Da Best Engineer Ever: Also yeah, who names a fishing rod “rod?”
>What Is Penis, Baby Please Hurt Me: SEE, TABS UNDERSTANDS
While Ryouta sighs from the frantic messages, Serra giggles and starts typing a message in response for him. He figures he might as well let her say something. He’s right here with her, so he can just stop her if she tries sending anything inapprop—
It turns out that Serra can type way faster than anybody else he has ever seen before.
>TheMemeStruggle: Hi! This is Serra! Don’t worry, Olly, I’m doing my best to make you proud! >///
Ryouta deletes that message before anybody hopefully sees it, and then he swats her hands away whenever she tries getting back at the keyboard.
“I should probably go immerse for a bit. You know, now that I actually have a bit of a life, I understand why older people with careers and families don’t play MMOs much anymore. Even if time moves twice as fast when immersed, I haven’t felt like I had even a minute of free time to play around in-game over the past two days,” Ryouta says.
Then he remembers that Serra is deaf and she’s not looking at him, so she has no idea that he is even talking.
Ryouta opens a notepad on the screen and types everything he just said into it.
Serra pushes his hands away from the keyboard and types in the same notepad document underneath what he said.
Serra: That makes sense. I haven’t even wanted to go play since I’ve been having so much fun with you and the others, plus there hasn’t really been any time to go play like you said. Also, why’d you delete my message? Mean!
Ryouta: Because you’re a perverted munchkin telling people too much information. He already knows about my sweater fetish, so he doesn’t need to know how into thighs I am. You know what would happen if he found out? He’d make a bunch of characters with thick thighs to be flaunting all over the place and constantly tease me with them.
Serra: You only like thick thighs? My thighs aren’t thick but they still made you cum!
Ryouta: I love all thighs, and your thighs are perfect. And also, you were using your hand, too.
Serra: That just means I have to try it again only using my thighs.
Ryouta: How did you get so perverted?
Serra: You know you like it >///>
Ryouta: You don’t have to type those emojis when I can see the tips of your ears blushing.
Serra pats down her hair over her ears to hide them from him.
Serra: It’s not nice to bully girls.
Ryouta: I’ve been the biggest victim of bullying here for the past few days. I’m allowed to bully somebody else, you munchkin pervert.
Serra: That nickname is really cute but I like Serra Berra better. You should call me that more
Ryouta: Serra Berra the Munchkin Pervert
Serra giggles against him.
Serra: That’s better. I think Aiko’s headset is supposed to get here today, so then we can all play! Is your internet even good enough for all of us at once?
Ryouta: I hope so. By the way, what do you think of her?
Serra: I’ve been friends with her for a bit now so I’m used to how she acts, but she does act even more hyper around you.
Ryouta: She reminds me of you in text but in real life.
Serra: Hey! I’m not that hyper in text! I just type fast so I type a lot since I can say more in a limited time, and stuff! If I didn’t say so much then people would think it’s creepy how quickly I reply.
Ryouta: It’s alright, I just think it’s cute. I was impressed back when you replied to me so quickly the first time we messaged through Fiscord, and I liked it. It feels more like a fluid conversation when you don’t have to wait long for somebody to reply.
Serra: You type so slow I think it might better for you to stick to shorter replies >3>
Ryouta: No more Serra Berra.
Serra: Noooooooooooooooooooooooo! I want it more, not less! Don’t take that away from me!
Ryouta: I can’t believe you’re the same girl who just ambushed me in the bathroom and gave me a thighjob. You type nothing like how you act.
Serra: Text is my natural environment! I’m just used to expressing myself in text the most!
“Breakfast is ready, Ry-ou-ta!” Aiko shouts from the kitchen.
“Y-yeah! It’s ready, Ryo-Ryouta!” Cassandra calls next.
Ryouta: They’re calling us for breakfast. Let’s go eat.
Serra: I want your dick for breakfast o///o
Ryouta: Would you stop
Serra: I know you want it. I can feel it pressing against my butt now >///
“Didn’t you hear me, you bastard?” Cassandra asks, standing in the doorway to the bedroom.
Ryouta spins around in his chair, spinning Serra with him, and both look up at Cassandra.
“What have you two been doing? Just staring at a notepad?” Cassandra asks.
“Oh, we were talking through it instead of signing,” Ryouta explains.
“What were you talking about?”
“About how much of a deviant Serra is,” he says while closing the notepad, not saving their little conversation. “And about how different she is in text.”
Then Serra signs that they were talking about sex as well.
It’s going to be another hectic day.