Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride - Chapter 594

Capítulo 594: The Pleasant Life of a Harem Scumbag!

Nikolai sat in the back of the elegant car, different from usual; this was requested by Kumiko, a sleek black exterior with soft cream leather seats. This high-class, elegant RR wasn’t a supercar for some flashy upstart but something a true BOSS would drive.

‘This is so comfortable.’

He couldn’t help but sink back into the custom leather, enjoying the memory foam and heated seats beneath him, while both women held his hands and massaged them gently like lovely little wives.

Kumiko and Amphitrite were total opposites in personality; however, they were the women who could let Nikolai rest and relax.

Kumiko fluffed up her tails and wrapped them behind his neck, cushioning his spine. While the cool scales along the edge of Amphitrite’s palm and wrist pressed against his cheek and neck, soothing his mind.

His shoulders leaned back as the car drove slowly through a calm, picturesque park.

“You’ve been overworking yourself again.” Kumiko’s breath blew into his ear as she glanced at him with a sharp glare. “Don’t force yourself all the time, we’re here to help you!”

Amphitrite watched from the side, curling her lips into a faint smile. She rarely got involved or complained when he was near other women. Instead, she would support or quietly wait until the conversation ended.

At least normally.

“You’re right, sister, this idiot keeps meeting new women, throwing himself into dangerous fights and even forgets that we’re all carrying his children!”

‘Et Tu, Amphitrite!?’

He opened his mouth and eyes wide and pretended to be shocked. Although he understood their concern, he didn’t deny Amphitrite’s words. It still felt a little strange to hear her scolding him, even if it was so light.

“Kuku, look at that twisted face, are you upset that I told the truth, baby?” The mermaid’s voice changed, and returned to her usual seductive voice as she shifted closer, letting her hand slide across his cheek, caressing his face with a warm grin. “Look at our handsome and sexy man. What if you suddenly vanished on us one day?”

‘Amphitrite…’

He’d forgotten in the midst of battle, enjoying the dangers and threats to his life, that the women who waited for him back home might not feel the same.

“I’m sorry.”

“Eh?” This time, her eyes popped open as her hand froze.

Nikolai thought this was his chance to strike back; these women wanted to nag him, but as he was about to move, Kumiko shifted her body, and a clone manifested on her lap like a cloud, quickly grabbing his arms and clinging to him.

“Fufu, you’re not going to win today~ it’s our day to have fun, d-a-r-l-i-n-g~!”

Outnumbered and outgunned, Nikolai could only surrender to their soft, comfortable offensive.

Meanwhile, the maid driving glanced back, then quickly faced the road with a flushed face, and shook her head.

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Dating a woman was difficult, learning her likes, dislikes and where to take her on dates. Then imagine someone like the scumbag known as Nikolai. His women came to double digits if you included those on his radar.

He glanced ahead at the beautiful grassy area where his two wives began to set up their picnic, with a large tree for shade and the sun in the sky; he wondered if global warming was truly a thing, as it was clearly December.

‘Well, those damn gates seem to have damaged the current area.’

Because of the intense energy from Hell which leaked from Nikolai and the gates, S-City and half the country were in the middle of a sudden heatwave.

Yet here, beneath the vast canopy of the old tree, the air felt strangely gentle.

With a lovely picnic spread.

Amphitrite had chosen a soft, ocean-blue fabric with faint white patterns that resembled ripples on water. The basket beside it was modest but thoughtful. Fresh fruit, warm bread, light soups sealed in flasks, and a few sweets, Kumiko had insisted on packing “just in case cravings attacked.”

Kumiko clapped her hands lightly. “Alright! Sit, sit. You’re not allowed to move for at least ten minutes.”

Nikolai raised a brow. “Is that an order?”

“Yes,” both women answered at the same time.

From the moment he got in the car, he’d realised this wasn’t a date and more like a spa treatment for him. Neither woman asked too much; both of them used their special energy and bodies to soothe and comfort him.

“Don’t make that face!” Kumiko puffed her cheeks with both hands on her hips.

“What face?”

“Hmph~ he’s being so silly, it’s probably some stupid idea again, Kumi.”

Amphitrite pulled on his cheek while speaking to Kumiko, who continued pouting.

“Okay, okay! I’m the bad guy.”

He complied anyway, lowering himself onto the cloth.

The ground was warm beneath him, but not uncomfortable. Amphitrite settled at his side with careful movements, smoothing her dress over her hips, one hand resting instinctively over her belly. Kumiko plopped down on his other side, leaning against his shoulder without ceremony.

At first, he worried about their clothes, but both of them placed cloth and mats beneath them.

Thus, several minutes passed as they gently pampered him.

Birds drifted through the park, some making noise, others just enjoying the heat. The distant sound of water from an artificial stream hummed softly. Sunlight filtered through leaves, casting shadows across their laps.

“This is nice,” Nikolai said quietly.

Kumiko winked at Amphitrite as she hummed in agreement. “See? You don’t need to fight or do anything special to have a good time with us.”

“Honestly, we considered cancelling our date and letting you relax a little more… with one thing happening after another, we thought you might get exhausted.”

Amphitrite followed up while pouring tea into three small cups; the steam carried a faint herbal scent, then she handed one to Nikolai, letting her fingers brush against his as she did.

“Thanks, this smells great.”

“Keke, just drink and enjoy.”

On the other side, Kumiko prepared a plate of sandwiches. Then she leaned forward, opening the basket and pulling out a neatly wrapped pastry.

Nikolai looked at the pastry and swallowed, glancing up at Kumiko. He found it amazing that she always knew his favourites, a cinnamon swirl. As Nikolai bit into the pastry, sweetness spreading across his tongue, he felt something loosen in his chest.

That feeling of needing to fight at any moment, being trapped in the hellish landscape, suddenly faded, and his muscles and senses slowly calmed along with it.

‘I see… I planned this date for them, so why am I the one gaining so much?’

He glanced at Kumiko, then to Amphitrite, watching how their eyes softened whenever he looked their way, how the two adjusted the cloth to block the sun from Nikolai’s face, and Kumiko would shift fruit and other treats onto his plate in secret.

The realisation grew with each slight gesture.

Kumiko pretended not to notice as she peeled another fruit and slid it closer to him, subtly shifting the picnic basket to block a stray breeze, brushing against his leg in an absent-minded, soothing rhythm.

The two were so doting and caring that he didn’t feel worthy of them.

“…You know,” Nikolai said slowly, breaking the quiet, “this feels unfair.”

Both women paused as their heads turned away and their smiles grew deeper, as if they’d won something.

“Unfair?” Kumiko turned back, tilting her head as nothing happened.

“Y-Yeah, how so?” Amphitrite followed.

He gestured vaguely at the scene. “I planned this date for you two. And yet I’m the one being spoiled.”

Amphitrite smiled softly. “That’s because you don’t know how to rest.”

“That,” Kumiko added smugly, “and because today is about us being together, no one said we needed some intense romantic day, or to share a magical memory with you to be happy. Honestly, these moments with you are my most treasured moments.” She cupped his cheeks, brushing his lip with her thumb.

She leaned closer, resting her head against his shoulder. “You always give, no matter if it’s dangerous, difficult or plain impossible, how much have you given each of us? There’s nothing left for yourself. I always tell you!”

Kumiko’s eyes narrowed; she rarely scolded him for real, but when she did, his heart throbbed with a strange sense of delight. The way her nose twitched, the softness pressing against his chest, or just her pretty face filled with anger.

All of it drove him mad.

Honestly, Kumiko’s words hurt more than any wound from battle. Nikolai exhaled, leaning back against the tree trunk. Above them, leaves rustled gently, and without care for who they were, the sun shone down, and the birds sang for them.

“Today, just be our loving husband, Nikolai. You don’t have to fight or be the patriarch today. Then, when you face those little girls, give them a magical and unforgettable time.”

Beep Beep!

Suddenly, Nikolai’s phone started ringing.

He took it from his pants, and it was the number Leona used when there was some kind of issue back at the Manor.

“Hey~!” However, Kumiko took the phone, turned it off and then stored it in her item ring, with a cheeky smile. “Not today!”

“But…”

“Keke, there’s no buts either. IF you want a butt so bad… then here~” Amphitrite giggled as she sat on his lap, leaning back against his chest with a sly grin. “It’s not an important thing, don’t worry. I’ve read the message.”

Nikolai really wanted to respond, but the soft warmth of her hips shifting on his lap was too pleasant.

He could only ask one last time. “Promise me it’s nothing dangerous.”

Both women looked at each other and smiled with a nod.

“It’s not!”

Although later he would punish the two women, because of this… after learning what Leona called him for!