Chapter 36: My Harem End

Author Note:

This is the end, Yuri gets her wish, and it's a happy ending (for her)

This is technically the end of the story, but as a bonus, I'll post the alternative ending where Yuri gets her lesson next, and that will be the complete conclusion. If you don't like that, you can just end it with Yuri's happy smile here.

This is recommended for those who want to see the face of the girl who's been getting cocky all this time in the main story turn white.

My Harem

They say that stupid people worry about what happiness really is.

I know a lot of stupid people who ignore the happiness of their surroundings and instead seek out popular, philistine, and entertainment-based forms of happiness.

Money, delicious food, beautiful people, and all sorts of things.

Well, if I may say anything, I'll just say one thing.

"Shallow."

Yeah, yeah.

It's shallow

Absolutely shallow.

Fools who base their happiness on how much money they can spend on their three basic needs are shallow as people.

What's shallow about them is that when they set their standards, they set the bottom line for themselves.

When it comes to money, they set their own salary as the minimum, and if they earn more than that, they consider that to be happiness. A person who earns 3 million yen a year would set that as their zero point for happiness, and would call earning even more, say 10 million yen in the lottery, an unexpected happiness. Even if it's not the lottery, even if they earn more from stock trading or fraudulent activities, they will internally decide that they are financially happy as long as their income exceeds their own.

When it comes to food, they would consider their usual hamburger combo at a chain restaurant to be the worst, and define happiness as eating slightly more expensive food, with taste and preference secondary.

When it comes to sex, they would set their own appearance as the standard, and the more they meet people who exceed that standard, the happier they feel. How can you expect a woman who wags her tail to a celebrity she met yesterday rather than the ugly childhood friend who lives next door to understand happiness?

And it doesn't stop there; they create their own idea of ​​happiness based on their own arbitrary standards, and then the person in question denies its value with words, making them unmanageable.

"There are things more important than money, sharing food with others is more important than taste, and content is more important than looks."

Even if they spout such words, deep inside they stoke the flames of jealousy and kill those they have arbitrarily deemed happier than themselves.

Sadly, this is the majority of the human population.

While they are functioning as a cog in society, they may be useful, but if you dissect their inner selves, they are half-baked grays that don't even reach the blackest depths.

If you were to scoop up the peak of human intelligence levels that follow a normal distribution, there would be so many useless people that it would be almost impossible to throw away. 

It's sad.

I can't help but feel a certain pity for those who can only experience happiness through comparison, who cannot define it, and who cannot recognize it.

Feel happy however you like.

Don't make yourself as the standard of your happiness; make your happiness as the standard for yourself.

If you don't feel happy, then create happiness.

If you do that, the gloomy faces that fill the commuter train every morning will probably look a little better.

Feel happy in the little things in your daily life, create happiness in the small gaps, and reaffirm your belief that you are the happy ones.

I believe that just by doing that, the world will begin to look more vibrant.

This is the conclusion I've reached after living my life the second time.

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(Ah, I'm so happy.)

I'm the only one feeling that in the classroom during class, with my eyes closed, being violated in bliss.

My second winter break of my high school life has come to an end, and graduation season is fast approaching. I'm alone feeling that in the spring-like classroom, a smile beaming from ear to ear.

It must have looked very strange to an outsider. They'd probably mock me for being crazy.

But there's no such uncouth third party here, and even if there was someone watching, they wouldn't take notice of me being in an inappropriately high mood during class.

This is how I savor my happiness.

"Mama, you look so happy and cheerful today. Seeing you happy makes me happy too."

"Hehe, Kagari-chan is such a sweet girl."

Kagari-chan, who was enjoying her pillow on my lap again today, said something very nice, so I rewarded her by giving her a head pat.

She immediately lets out a coquettish cry like a housecat and rubs the back of her head against my leg.

I feel like a rich man with a Persian carpet spread out in front of the fireplace. It's a luxurious time, like in the movies, sipping alcohol while petting a big cat.

But in reality, my happiness is not that great.

The happiness surrounding me cannot be expressed in mere financial success.

"Hehe..."

My shameless smile continues to spill. It's not the most polite thing to do, but honestly, I'm so overwhelmed with happiness that it can't be helped, so please pardon me. I'd be very grateful if you'd accept it as a share of your happiness too.

Ah, ah ♡

So passionate and fierce. Just how happy do you really want to make me, ladies?

"Stop messing around! It's a student's duty to stay quiet during class!"

"Huh, duty? Isn't compulsory education only up to the point of compulsory education? Isn't it optional from high school onwards?"

Two monsters clashed in front of the podium.

One was an education monster. She'd abandoned all leniency and sworn to deal with problem children with strict discipline. The kindness she'd once possessed had vanished from her eyes, revealing only a cold, steely emotion. She clenched her fists tightly.

The other was a wicked monster. My masterpiece, a fool who lacked the morals, reason, or anything else of a human being. No logic applied to her words; she merely spun plausible empty words. There was not a trace of respect for a teacher in her eyes.

"Enough with the nitpicking, Miyama-san! If you have no intention of studying, then just drop out!"

"Do you have any right to say that, sensei? That's terrible, we're just enjoying our youth right now. You can't understand, can you? With the bodies of kids, you can't lead a proper youth! Ahahaha!!"

The monster kept on taunting.

When it comes to making fun of people, the verbal attacks of a veteran with over ten years of experience certainly pierce the flesh of a rookie teacher.

But this teacher is no longer the same teacher she once was. If she was hit, she now had the nerve and the insanity to hit back.

Thud

"Wha–?!"

"Hmph, this is educational guidance."

There was a loud thud on her head.

Due to the significant height difference, Sumire-sensei jumped into the air, dealing a stronger blow than a normal one, eliciting a loud cry from the receiver.

"That's corporal punishment! Corporal punishment! I'll report you to the Board of Education!"

"Do as you please. I was just teaching."

The heat between the two heated up even more. The lesson lost its meaning and degenerated into a brawl between the two monster.

In the midst of all this, another monster was introduced.

"...Even with earplugs, you're still so noisy. Stop saying things I can't bear to hear."

(Ahhh, Kikka-chan! ♡)

I waved my penlight in my mind, rejoicing at the arrival of this new monster.

What fan service! ♡

The clash between the two was enough to erupt, and now there's another one on the way.

This is like throwing third party into a battle between two of the most powerful protagonists in a weekly manga series.

Is this a summer special anime? This is so extravagant ♡

"Ugh, shut up! Are you sure you have eyes? I got hit! You should be worried, as a childhood friend!"

"As a childhood friend, I'm worried about you. About your stupidity and vulgarity. Don't you know you have to be quiet in class?"

"Ugh, shut up! Are you my mother? You're just a dumbass who can't beat Yuri no matter how hard you study, so you should just study quietly in the corner of the classroom."

"Huh?"

"Ah!"

Ah, thank you. Thank you, God ♡

It's Kikka x Karen, after all. The biggest names in over a decade are different, after all. There's no more picturesque pairing than this clash. The cool class president Kikka-chan is the super seme, while the cute trash Karen is the normal seme.

It's a super seme x seme pairing ♡

Oh, reverse is out of the question. It's a impossible. There's no way a girl like Karen can beat Kikka, so Kikka is always the top in this pairing ♪

"Oh, what's up, Kikka? Are you fighting? Let me join in."

"Something troublesome has arrived..."

Crazy, today is just crazy ♪

Isn't there an oversupply? ♡

Now we add another monster to the mix, and they're basically the Four Heavenly Kings. Even if one of them gets defeated, it's a lineup where you can say, "She's the weakest of us all." 

Ah, the weakest is Karen-chan. She's a novice with a lot of spirit but no real skill, and I won't accept any other interpretations. I'm the creator, so my interpretation is official and the most important. All other fan fiction creators, disappear!

"You too, Rindou-san. You've been sitting in your seat this whole time, but beep beep beep beep. If you want to play games, do it at home!"

"Shut up. It's up to me where I want to play."

""Up to me" My foot! School is a public place, and in public places, appropriate behavior is expected! This is common sense in society!!"

"Coming from someone who punched a student, those words carry a lot of weight. Now's your chance, teach me more about the weight of those words."

And so the orgy, I mean, the brawl, began.

Kikka relentlessly cornered the sobbing Karen. Rindou-san, accustomed to fighting, unleashed a refined blow, while Sumire, the berserker, fought with a single, delusional focus on guiding her students.

The fight that began as a lesson quickly escalated into a battle. 

The other students also rose from their seats, surrounding the four of them and making a lot of noise. Looking closely, it seemed like they were gambling as well, with the rankings moving in the order of Bad Rindou, Physical Kikka, Little Sumire, and Crybaby Karen.

Normally, with a commotion this big, a teacher would step in due to complaints from other classes, but this was already outside the school's law.

No one came to calm things down.

"That's scary, Mama."

"Yeah, Kagari-chan, you can't go near them, you hear me?"

"Yeah, I'm definitely not going near them."

Every year at the end of the year, they would show a special martial arts program, and I always wondered what was so interesting about watching other people fight. But seeing it up close like this really makes it worthwhile.

These fights, of course, are about the actual fights, but even more than that, there's also the background.

Learning about the relationship between the two people fighting each other really gets my imagination flowing and it's a lot of fun. I realized that recently.

After all, catfights between childhood friends and fistfights between delinquents and teachers are mainstream content in Japan.

This is Cool Japan.

They're not just saying that they've increased tourism revenue.

...Oh, by the way. We were talking about a whole lot of monsters, but there was one more monster in my class.

"Ah, um... Yuri-chan"

"Shhh!!"

"Ahhh!"

My convenient woman, my Karen-chan's substitute, or in other words, Suiren-chan, is a girl I don't need at all these days. Because this is how my sexual desires are satisfied, so I don't need her at all.

Natural is better than cultivated stuff, isn't it?

If I could openly watch my favorite character energetically unleash their monster powers like that, it's only natural that my dark desires would be satisfied.

"You bastard!"

Splat!!

"Eeek!?"

But Suiren, seeing the class riot as an opportunity, stood up from her seat and came over to me.

Unfortunately, my Kagari, who dislikes her, threatened her and pushed her away.

I asked Kagari the other day, and she said she just didn't like Suiren and didn't want her to get close to me. She said something about an cheating partner, but I don't know the whole story of her fictional memories, so I have no idea what she's talking about.

For now, I don't want to bother dealing with her, so I gave this cute watchdog a pat on the head, saying she was great. Her eyes narrowed in pleasure, which was adorable.

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This is the paradise I've finally reached after ten years. My ending. My harem.

One year left until graduation. I strongly felt that I wanted to live my life savoring this happiness.

(Ah, I'm so happy ♡♡)

Author Note: 

It's been a short time, but thank you for sticking with me.