I am that male friend in the harem story

Entering Chika's house once again, Ishigami dedicated himself to music, and naturally, Chika also followed since she knew well that it was impossible to do anything in the presence of Moeha and Toyomi. 

The two wished to be together, but two lightbulbs didn't allow them to do so. 

Regardless, watching Ishigami and Chika discuss music together with a serious expression on their faces, Moeha and Toyomi didn't bother them and just quietly stayed. Unlike the others, the two of them knew well how good Chika was and how desperate she was at training in the past. 

Thinking of the past, Chika couldn't help but wonder if Ishigami also worked so hard like that without anyone knowing. 

Everyone saw only the brightness of the result and never paid attention to the blood and tears that were required to get it. 

Despite Ishigami's brightness, no one imagined what kind of hardship he had passed through to get everything. 

Yes, if Ishigami knew what they thought, he would cry, moving to tears, thinking they really understood him since who could understand the dangers he had faced to gain all of this except for himself? 

At the same time, did no one think about what kind of pressure he had to bear to handle all of those powerful and wealthy heroines who wished to force themselves on him? 

Still, music was in a realm outside of logic. Whether it was good or not, it was based on the feeling, something abstract that no one could, and each person had a different interpretation based on their own. 

Yet, even so, the way Ishigami performed, they could feel that it was as if they released his frustration inside those sounds. 

His control over the emotions and expressions was perfect as no one could see anything from them, yet when he blew his saxophone, while he wanted to go all out, he suppressed the sound as if... he didn't want anything to be seen, heard, which made Chika stop her play and ask, "What's wrong, Yuu?" 

"Sorry." 

Ishigami rubbed his forehead and asked, "Can I take a rest for a moment?" 

"Yes, let's take a rest." 

Yet, Chika narrowed her eyes at Toyomi, especially when she saw her older sister moving her plump, white thighs strangely as if... Toyomi opened her legs wide to show Ishigami the abyss inside. 

'Nee-chan...' 

Chika felt that she shouldn't bring Ishigami to her house! 

'Everyone here is dangerous!' 

Still, Ishigami, who thought of his previous exchange, never realized anything, or rather, compared to the danger that was brought by all of his endeavors, this danger was still mild in his eyes. 

"...what's wrong?" 

When Chika suddenly hugged him, Ishigami couldn't help but ask. 

"...no, it's fine. I thought that you didn't feel good." 

"Thanks." 

Watching this silly girl, who showed a worried look toward him, Ishigami showed a gentle smile and kissed her cheek softly. 

"....." 

While Chika knew that it was wrong, she felt her body shiver in excitement and her womb tremble, wishing for his long, stiff, and large thing to plunge deep inside her. 

"Ah, I want a kiss, too! Yuu-nii kiss me, too! It isn't fair if Nee-chan is the only one!" 

"That's true. You have to be fair, Chika." 

"..." Chika and Ishigami. 

Regardless, as Chika tried to stop them, Ishigami decided to go to the toilet since he needed to release the pressure inside him. No, he didn't do anything weird like that, especially since he had many women by his side. Instead, if he did that, his girlfriends would definitely scold him for wasting a precious resource for something like that. 

"...this house is so huge." 

As expected of politicians, he thought. 

Frankly, while he knew that he shouldn't say this, he knew well that every politician in this country was corrupt, and he was sure that it was the same in many countries, so how did they make money?

That was a good question, but the best way for a politician to make money was through construction. 

Why did this country have a complete public utility? 

The answer was that this was a way for politicians to make money by doing many meaningless public utility projects and then sending them to affiliated construction companies under them and gaining a percentage of the total budgets, bringing the country to ruin by issuing bonds and loans as much as possible, then retiring when the problem arose. 

"I am old, and it is time for me to retire." 

Somehow, Ishigami wondered how many times he had heard those words from the politicians, especially after they had taken a chunk of the tax of the people. 

Regardless, it had nothing to do with him since he was a businessman, and instead of those problems, telling someone whether it was right or not, he knew that he needed to calm himself, and those small trivial things somehow calmed him down. 

Sitting on the toilet, Ishigami rubbed his temple softly, thinking that it was better to forget about everything and focus on the development of his empire. The new toy that he designed was already on sale, and as expected, it was a great success. As for his food processing company, it also became better and better as the sales increased, which made him think of acquiring companies once again, thinking that the food industry was profitable and he was filled with large amounts of cash. 

'It's good. It's better like this.' 

Thinking of his great future with everyone, Ishigami calmed down and felt relief, knowing that everything would be alright.

'Hurry up and get married, okay?' 

It was just what he hoped for, that Shirogane and Kaguya would go on a date and get married as soon as possible so that way, he wouldn't have a strange expectation in his mind. 

Being as he was currently, as he had said before, he was not worthy, and it was impossible for him to abandon all of the women that he was with. 

Moreover, if he left them for Kaguya... somehow, he could imagine that a knife would be stabbed into his body in a time that he had never realized. His body might have become stronger, especially when his physical ability had reached Level 4, but it didn't mean that he could stop a knife or deflect a bullet. 

As for martial arts, while it might be strange, he chose boxing. 

Why did he choose boxing? 

That was a good question, but if he had to give an answer, it was because of the footwork and dodging method. Oh, there was also a dirty method known as "clinging," too. Yes, fighting had never been an option; it was either running away or clinging tightly. 

Still, as expected, it was impossible for him to take a moment of a break since the moment he opened the door of the toilet, his heart jumped out when he saw the person before him. 

"T-Toyomi-nee?!" 

"Ah, I am sorry. Did I startle you, Yuu-kun?" Toyomi apologized, but as expected, she tried to push him inside the bathroom, but—

How many times did he meet this type of situation? 

The moment Toyomi was about to hug him and push him inside the toilet, Ishigami did a demsey roll, weaving his body in a pattern similar to the shape of a sideway figure eight, then escaped from Toyomi's clutch, running directly to the studio where Chika stayed. 

Bam! 

Chika and Moeha were startled when Ishigami suddenly appeared and closed the door harshly. 

"What's wrong?" Chika quickly asked, and Moeha also looked curiously. 

"..." 

Watching their two innocent gazes and then thinking about how Toyomi's action might cause a rift between the three sisters, Ishigami calmed himself and said, "Nothing happened." 

Only, on the toilet where Ishigami stayed, Toyomi smiled as she licked her lower lip.