The Absolute Will: The Lifespan Collector's Harem-Chapter 401: I Am Already His Woman

Ryuya Kofukuji was enduring the darkest day of his life.

He couldn’t understand how things had reached this point. He and Anri Shiroki had grown up together as childhood friends; their bond had always been strong. Even though Anri had become sharp-tongued and tsundere as they got older, Ryuya knew her insults were just a mask for her true feelings.

During this summer break, her attitude had softened significantly. It felt like they were finally on the verge of becoming a couple—and then this disaster struck.

Despite Alex’s claim that it was just a "trade," Ryuya could not accept it. Trading the girl he loved was unthinkable. He didn’t return to his room; instead, he wandered aimlessly through the estate until, driven by a masochistic urge, he found himself outside Anri’s bedroom.

The door was locked. He knew Alex and Anri were inside. He knew exactly what was happening, but he couldn’t bring himself to leave. He pressed his ear against the wood.

"Nngh... ahh~"

The high-pitched, feminine moans reached his ears in waves. Ryuya’s pupils shrunk, his blood boiling with a mix of rage and arousal. For a moment, he wanted to smash the door down, kill the bastard Alex, and reclaim his girl.

Anri is being toyed with right now... her body is being used, her skin violated. The mere thought was a dagger to his heart.

Damn it! Damn it all to hell!!

But he didn’t dare. He didn’t dare defy his family’s decision, and he certainly didn’t dare face Alex. His grandfather’s life depended on that boy. Ryuya knew that against that mysterious teenager, he had no power at all.

Even as the heir to the Kofukuji family, he felt a pathetic, crushing sense of helplessness. His heart was bleeding; his brain felt like it was about to explode.

"Ugh—"

You bastard! Go easy on her! Be gentle! It’s her first time! Ryuya roared in his mind, his face a mess of tears and snot. As the sounds continued, his anger slowly turned into terror. Why was it taking so long? An hour... two hours... Was Alex a monster? Anri was just a girl; such relentless treatment would break her!

Bastard! That’s enough! Let her rest!

Ryuya’s thoughts spiraled into madness. He slumped against the wall, staring blankly at the door. He lost track of time until, suddenly, the door creaked open.

He didn’t even have time to hide. He could only stare up at the girl who appeared in the doorway.

She looked the same, yet fundamentally different. Her maid uniform was back on, her face was flushed a healthy pink, and her silver hair hung loosely over her shoulders, giving her a disheveled, erotic charm.

Her figure seemed more "developed," carrying a newfound sexiness—the unmistakable aura of a woman who had been thoroughly satisfied. The way her purple eyes shimmered with lingering lust left Ryuya stunned. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Anri... Anri, you..."

What happened? How can you look like that? Why do you look so beautiful? You were forced by that guy! You were used by someone you don’t even like!

You should be in pain! You should be pale and crying! Why... why are you glowing with such feminine allure?!

Ryuya could hardly breathe. He stared at her, his eyes screaming questions. Anri met his gaze, but she remained silent. How could she possibly explain?

"Why are you standing at the door? Oh, it’s Master Ryuya," Alex said, walking up behind her. He deliberately left his shirt unbuttoned, exposing the fresh hickeys on his chest. Ryuya’s world shook as he processed the sight.

"Anri, I told you Ryuya was eavesdropping," Alex smiled, wrapping an arm around the maid’s waist. He leaned in close. "Wait, you didn’t wipe your mouth properly."

Anri flinched and hurriedly wiped her lips, but it was too late. Ryuya had already seen the white smear at the corner of her mouth. He wasn’t an idiot; he knew exactly what that was. His heart didn’t just ache; it shattered.

"Anri... you actually... you used your mouth..."

And it wasn’t just her mouth. Ryuya saw the marks on her neck, the bruises on her thighs... he realized just how "intense" the battle had been. She had been played with from head to toe.

Ryuya felt sick. His Anri... why had she become like this?

The silver-haired maid looked at Ryuya’s devastated expression. She licked her lips, still tasting Alex’s scent. She said nothing. At this point, words were meaningless.

"I’m leaving for now," Alex said, giving her butt a firm squeeze. "Anri, you have one day to pack. You’re coming with me tomorrow. Any problems?"

"No... Master."

Alex gave Ryuya a provocative wink and a smirk before strolling away.

Ryuya saw a flicker of hope. He didn’t know about the Crest of Lust; he only saw his chance. The two of them stood alone in the hallway, the scent of sex still wafting from the room.

"Anri—"

He reached out to grab her hand, but Anri stepped back. Her voice was cold and distant. "Ryuya... Master Kofukuji. Please, don’t."

"Anri..."

"I am... already his woman now."

The silver-haired girl sighed, her words ending any hope Ryuya had left. In that moment, he realized he had lost his childhood friend forever.