This is my first attempt to write this type of retionship, so tell me your opinion.

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  There was no doubt that this was a disgusting tag that every man should kick away as far as they could, yet somehow, this tag was strangely popur, or probably the most popur!

  No one loved a fluffy and cute romanymore. Instead, what they liked was an intense sense of distorted feelings when their loved ones were held by another.

  Naturally, Masa hated such a story, and he would break up with her immediately if she made him the victim in such a retionship, cutting away their retionship as soon as possible.

  Yet, the problem was Eriri, who wao see him with other women!

  She wao be the victim!

  Yes, it seemed she had an NTR fetish that wished to see her beloved man, Masa, be held by another woman.

  How did he e to such a clusiohough she never said anything like that?

  It was because, in her doujinshi, she used him as a model of the person who stole the wives, girlfriends, or crushes of the protagonists in the famous stories in this world!

  Yes, Masa had to admit that it was iing, watg himself on the paper, doing something dirty to all the waifus that everyone had loved and worshipped iy, yet even so, he was a man with a girlfriend, and he wao remain loyal, yet why did his girlfriend wish for him to bee a scumbag?!

  Frankly, Masa felt flicted since her NTR doujinshi was so popur that she might bee a hentai mangaka with the most sales in history.

  After all, this was normal since Eriri had a perfect model for the character guy who stole the lovers of others. This character was so good that it eveed a cult, causing her popurity to bee even higher and causing him to bee popur too due to a certain resembween him and this character who stole the lovers of others.

  "It's fine. Isn't it?"

  Fag his solemn request, Eriri didn't think much of it and even made a joke. "You don't have a harem, but as long as I draw your character having sex with all the heroines in the famous stories, then isn't it like you have a harem?"

  Simir to their inal manga, "Pseudo Harem" is a romaory of a girl who act as many different characters, giving the protagonist a feeling of having a harem even if there is only one girl.

  This was the story that they created together, but—

  "Eriri!"

  "—?!"

  Eriri's body stiffened when Masa raised his voice, remindihat her joke wasn't funny before his expression turned helpless. Holding her hands softly, he looked at her eyes firmly and said, "I only wish to be with you, not someone else."

  If he wished to, he could make any girl bee his, especially with his face, popurity, and money.

  No, they would even pay him if he let them fuck him.

  Yet, even so, he just wao be with her, but this girl wished him to be with others.

  At that moment, he was like those wives in the hentai stories who felt helpless because of their husbands' strange fantasies.

  Did you want to throw away all of our feelings, just a mere fantasy?

  Could their feelings be beaten by this ugly desire?

  Or rather, was lust everything about the retionship?

  "Do you want to break up?"

  "No! I don't!"

  Hearing those words, Eriri quickly refuted strongly with tears, then lowered her head. "But... but I 't satisfy you..." This was what she was afraid of since she khat she couldn't satisfy him. Unlike him, who had an almost superhuman body, her body was weak, and even worse, she often stayed out te to do her job, which made her body even weaker.

  More importantly, this guy had bee even stronger!

  While she didn't want to lose and loved him so much, she also felt sorry for him because she couldn't fort him.

  "But you did. Look." Masa took out the two s that he used before.

  "...but you want more, right?"

  "Okay, e here then. Hurry up."

  "..."

  Eriri eechless, but she felt quite excited by his bossy and arrogant attitude, which made her obediently follow his whim like an obedient sve-like character in the anime.

  As Masa let out a fortable sigh, he praised her skill, "It seems your illustration training for the past years wasn't useless."

  "Hnh!"

  Eriri couldn't talk as her mouth was filled with a rge elongated object, but her eyes were filled with a his words, sidering her drawing skill was her pride, yet this bastard ehat those hands of hers were used to fort him!

  "What's wrong? Why did you stop moving?"

  "Hnh~!"

  Fag his eyes, she felt ahat her body reacted whealked to her dirty, still, as expected, even if her body was weak, her skill was quite good as they had been together quite a while.

  Gulp!

  "You drink it?"

  "Um, it isn't as bad as before."

  "Oh? But don't kiss me. Wash your mouth."

  "Bastard! Who made me in a mess like this!"

  Still, Eriri moved to the bathroom but stopped and asked, "But if you just want to py around, it is fine." She knew well that he loved her, and because of that, she wao do something to help him to satisfy his endless desire.

  "Not everything in a retionship is about sex, and I have something that I want to do."

  "What is it?"

  "World domination."

  "..."

  Eriri stared at him speechlessly, but she didn't say anything. She just washed her mouth out and then asked, "By the way, are you going to retire from being an i influencer?"

  "Yn me?" Masa rolled his eyes, but he nodded. "It's too troublesome being stalked, and the haters are too troublesome." He didn't ck money anyway, and he might as well have stayed behind the ses, low-key, instead of in front of the media.

  Not everyone will like you, and some will hate you, but this is normal.

  If Masa didn't have money, he would bear with it, but as he had money and had a better way to get money, it was meanio tinue, especially with how tough it was to make a video almost every day as he had thought to think every cept, so it wouldn't be b.

  More importantly, he had something to do, especially when he also thought to support the other Masa, especially in the martial arts, he thought.

  Yes, the martial arts in the world of One Piece were powerful, but frankly, they were simple.

  Simplicity might be the best, but it could only be used by those with strong physical abilities. But those who were weak o have a trick or two up their sleeves to defeat their oppos, simir to Hina, who pressed all of her muscles and then unleashed them into a siack, causing more destructive power.

  If such a martial art was used in the world of One Piece, what would happen?

  "Still, it is a long jourhough."

  Masa couldn't help but feel emotional, thinking of his first job in this world.

  "You are right." Eriri was by his side when Masa started from zero till now, so she had seen many things that made her think that her man was amazing, and she also uood why many women fell in love with him.

  Yet, even so, different from the gal game plot that would make the protagonist choose heroiher than the childhood friend, Masa chose his childhood friend, Eriri.

  Whehought of his fession during the winter, when they had lost their virginity together for the first time, the smile on her face bloomed, but then agaihose girls that she had defeated that had given up?

  More importantly, her desire for him to hold another woman in front of her couldn't be satisfied just by a mere drawing.

  Yet, even with all of that, she believed that no matter how many women Masa had iure, she would be the one who would wear the white gown and bee his wife.

  Yes, this was her fidehe fidence of the childhood friend that he had chosen.

  At this moment, without even realizing it, her mind was like that of a husband who thought that his wife would be with him forever even though she had been held by so many men.

  Yes, like those husbands' thoughts, even if Masa's body was owned by others, Eriri believed that his heart was on her forever, she thought, especially when she believed in their love.

  Still, as she observed his side profile from behind, she realized something. "Huh? Have you beore handsome, Masa?"

  "..."

  Masa thought that the ime he ehe white hall to share everything, he should get a teology to erase defects on his children, or else they might be as silly as Eriri.

  Knock! Knobsp;

  "Eriri, Masa, mom enters?"

  "Mom?"

  Only Eriri didn't realize Masa's expression was that of flict before it disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

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  By the way, Happy Christmas~!

  Early chapters.

  As for why I chose Eriri, it just happened. Don't think in a weird dire, okay?