Campione Scumbag in Mash-up Anime-Chapter 179: Kuze Masachika’s Nightmare Part 2 (Final)

"Liar. You’re a huge liar, Ren-kun."

Her chest heaved with heavy breaths as she lay beside Ren. Alya poked his cheek with her index finger, her eyes flashing a mix of irritation and anxiety.

"This isn’t what you said! Didn’t you tell me Campione have a hard time having kids? That’s what you claimed! But look at me now, Ren-kun."

"I’m pregnant! Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d be pregnant in my second year of high school."

Alya slightly raised her hand, gesturing toward her abdomen, which now felt a bit fuller.

Sighing, Ren gently stroked Alya’s silver hair.

"Haaa... That’s beyond my control, okay? Alya, you and Masha... you two are just too fertile, aren’t you? Like super rich soil—plant a tiny seed, and it sprouts right away."

Faced with Alya’s relentless complaints, Ren was helpless.

He’d given Yotsuba a fertility magic buff to conceive quickly, yet that married woman still hadn’t gotten pregnant. Meanwhile, Alya was the third of Ren’s women to conceive, after Itsuki and Masha.

Ren himself was stunned when he first found out. He even thought the girls were pranking him.

"That’s why I kept asking you to use a condom! Over and over! But Ren-kun never listens to me!"

Pouting, Alya pointed at Ren accusingly. Touching her belly, now home to new life, she felt conflicted.

"Regret it?"

"Ren-kun, you’ll take responsibility, right? You won’t leave me, will you?"

Ren rolled over, gently pinning Alya beneath him, his eyes locking onto hers with intensity.

"Of course. Don’t ever think of leaving me. Don’t even think of running. Once you’re mine, you’re mine forever. Your body, your soul, your womb... everything. And that child—it’s mine too. Ours."

"You’re such a tyrant, Ren-kun."

Satisfied with Ren’s answer, Alya’s anxiety about her early pregnancy eased slightly, replaced by a strange sense of security in his possessive dominance.

"By the way, you’re so cruel. Kuze-kun is your friend, but you did that to him. Letting him hear all of it! I... I was so embarrassed!"

Alya recalled the earlier incident. Her face flushed again, and she glared at Ren.

Kissing her forehead, Ren chuckled and explained.

"Oh, that was for Kuze’s own good, Alya. You know, he’s exactly like those dense harem anime protagonists. Overthinking, hesitating, too scared. What’s so hard about saying you like someone? Especially when a girl as beautiful and adorable as you is right in front of him, waiting."

"I don’t buy it. That’s just your excuse. Tell me, Ren-kun, what’s the real reason? Be honest—what was going through your head? Why drag Kuze-kun into this?"

Snorting softly, Alya didn’t believe him. She demanded, pinching Ren’s waist.

"Alright, alright. You forced it out of me. I didn’t want you and Kuze to stay as close as before once school starts after summer break."

"You’re so possessive, Ren-kun. I told you, we’re just friends."

"You’re my woman. I don’t like sharing. So, tell me, Alya... do you like Kuze?"

Rolling her eyes at Ren, Alya huffed.

"I’ve said it before—I only have a good impression of Kuze-kun. Nothing more. It hasn’t reached the level of liking him. Besides, right now, my heart’s already taken by another man. That man... it’s only you, Ren-kun."

Then, Alya leaned close to Ren’s ear, her voice a barely audible whisper.

"I love you, Papa ❤️."

Hearing that whisper, especially the shocking "Papa." Ren’s desire flared instantly. He flipped Alya over, pinning her again.

"Alright, Alya. Let’s celebrate our love."

"Hyaaa~... You’re a tyrant who never gets tired, are you, Papa~?"

Ren began another round, their bodies colliding once more, filling the room with familiar moans and groans.

Alya moaned, momentarily forgetting her pregnancy worries, lost in the embrace of the possessive tyrant who was now fully hers.

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Not long after, as Masachika lay limp, his phone rang again.

’Another video call from that bastard’s number.’

He thought he’d be forced to watch Alya being taken again. But Masachika was wrong.

The moment he saw the new woman on the screen, he was utterly shocked.

"..."

The woman had a captivating figure, embodying soft beauty and refined elegance.

Her long black hair was neatly pinned up, revealing her graceful neck. Her melancholic expression gave her a shy air, but a faint blush colored her cheeks.

She wore a revealing wedding dress, barely covering her body, exposing a deep cleavage and long legs. Most striking was her seven-month-pregnant belly, prominently visible beneath the thin fabric.

"Mom?!" Masachika exclaimed in disbelief, his voice catching in his throat.

The woman was none other than his mother, Suou Yumi!

"..."

Yumi gave a faint smile on the screen, a smile that should’ve been sweet but now felt alien and heartbreaking to Masachika.

Behind her was the silhouette of the same man from Alya’s video.

"Oh, Masachika-kun... You’re awake?"

Yumi’s voice was gentle, but there was an odd tone, as if she were drunk or under some influence.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I have great news."

"..."

Masachika was speechless. His mind went blank.

"I’m getting married again, Masachika-kun. And you’re going to have a new sibling! Look!"

Yumi tilted her body slightly, emphasizing her swollen belly.

"It’s seven months along. Soon, you’ll have a little brother or sister!"

"...!!!"

Masachika felt the world spinning.

"M-Mom... who... who’s that man?!"

"Oh, he’s my husband now." Yumi giggled softly. "He’s so good to me, Masachika-kun. He gives me happiness your father never did. He loves me... and he loves this baby too."

The man behind her approached, his arm wrapping around Yumi’s waist, stroking her belly.

Yumi smiled, leaning her head against his shoulder.

"Mom... what... what happened? How... When...?" Masachika could barely breathe.

Yumi shook her head. "Don’t worry, Masachika-kun. I’m fine. More than fine. I feel loved. He treats me like a queen. Every night, he fulfills my needs, and he’s amazing in bed. You know, your father was never this passionate."

Yumi bit her lower lip, her blush deepening.

"..."

Masachika felt disgusted, angry, and confused. His mother was speaking so crudely, on camera, in front of the same man who’d defiled Alya.

"He’s the one who gave me true happiness, Masachika-kun." Yumi continued, her voice slightly moaning. "Being the wife of a busy businessman was so lonely. I needed a man’s warmth. And he gave me everything. He even wants to have lots of kids with me."

The man whispered something in her ear, and Yumi giggled.

"Oh, he says he’ll give you lots more siblings. How about that? Excited, right? Our family will be big and happy."

Masachika stared at the screen, eyes wide. ’More siblings? From that man? After what he did to Alya? And now my mom... my own mom!’

"He’s taught me so many new things, Masachika-kun." Yumi whispered, her eyes glinting with mischief, something Masachika had never seen in his mother before.

"Things that are so pleasurable... I didn’t know my body could feel this kind of ecstasy."

The man began groping Yumi’s body right on camera. His hand slipped into the open wedding dress, squeezing her breasts, swollen from pregnancy. Yumi moaned softly, eyes closing.

"Masachika-kun... ahhn... You have to understand... I need this... We’ll be so happy... with all your siblings... ahhh..."

The scene on the screen grew increasingly vulgar. The man fully lowered Yumi’s wedding dress, exposing his pregnant mother’s entire body. He then began intimate movements with her, right in front of the camera.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why am I the victim of netorare?!"

Masachika watched his mother moan, arching her back, her eyes in an ahegao state, just like Alya.

"Oh... ahhh... more... darling... fill me... fill Mommy... with your seed..." Yumi moaned, her voice barely audible.

The man spoke again, his distorted voice sounding like a taunt.

"Well, Kuze Masachika? This is your mom. Beautiful, isn’t she? And she loves to play."

"If I ever find out who you are, I swear I’ll kill you!"

Masachika felt like vomiting.

Seeing his pregnant mother treated like that, right before his eyes, shattered the last of his sanity.

The video continued, showing Yumi in various humiliating positions.

One scene had Yumi licking the man’s private parts, her face showing a strange, satisfied expression.

Another showed her bound, her body covered in red marks, smiling faintly as if enjoying the torment.

Each scene was a crushing blow to Masachika, destroying the image of his gentle, elegant mother.

Yumi, usually shy, now spoke lewdly, urging the man to keep going, begging to be filled again. She seemed completely lost, utterly consumed by lust and pleasure. Her neatly pinned black hair was now disheveled, strands sticking to her flushed cheeks.

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"Haa... Haa... Haa..."

Masachika jolted awake, gasping for air, his body drenched in cold sweat.

His eyes widened, staring blankly at the familiar ceiling of his room. His heart pounded furiously, hammering his chest like war drums.

"It was just a dream?"

He frantically grabbed his phone from beside the bed.

But the relief was fleeting, a fragile illusion. As his eyes caught his photo gallery app, a bitter reality crashed over him.

There were the photos of Alya. The ones Masachika had downloaded last night.

Alya in that awkward peace sign pose, holding a pregnancy test with two undeniable red lines.

Masachika was relieved that the horror involving his mother was just a dream, a delusion born from his chaotic mind. But the horror involving Alya—the woman he loved—was real. It wasn’t a dream.

"So... Mom’s fine... but Alya..."

"So it’s all true... Alya, the video, the photos... it’s all real."

"Why did this happen?"

"I should’ve done something. I should’ve confessed to you. I shouldn’t have been such a coward."

"I did nothing... I let you... I let Alya be taken by someone else. And now Alya’s pregnant..."

If there were a regret pill in this world, Masachika would buy it without hesitation, even if it cost him everything.

Sadly, there’s no such thing as "if." Opportunities are only seized by those who see the chance.

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