Yujin, Haru, and Winterer started the game.

The win condition is simple.

If the dads get a boner when they see their daughters, the daughters win.

Dad wins if it's the other way around.

It was a seemingly simple bet, but...

"Alright, let’s go over the rules. While we’re together, I’ll seal my hypnosis."

"We won’t lay a single finger on you, Dad."

"But you can’t run away from us or avert your gaze! If you do—bam! Off with your hand!"

No cheating from the hypnosis master dad.

No touching from the rice cake sisters—unless they wanted to lose their hands.

"…Where on earth did you learn something like that? And I never said anything about this."

"One of big sis’s underlings mentioned it! They were playing cards! Someone lost and almost got their hand chopped off, but big sis stopped them!"

"……."

Of course, all that talk about hands being chopped off was obviously a lie, but still.

And so, a set of rules worthy of a casino showdown was established.

The rules were devised because Yujin could easily suppress his arousal with hypnosis, or the girls could simply force contact to win.

"Anyway. And the most important thing is…"

"Neither side can leave until someone admits defeat. Right?"

"Yup! A fair and square match!"

Even a draw was off the table.

It was clear that everyone here was determined to settle things once and for all—father and foster daughters alike.

"Alright, let’s do this."

‘I mean, after spending countless nights with my wives? There’s not even the faintest chance I’d ever look at you two that way, so I’ve got this in the bag.’@@novelbin@@

Yujin was genuinely confident in his victory.

After all, it hadn’t even been an hour since he’d shared an intense and passionate time with his three wives.

He was currently in a state of satisfaction—not because he lacked the energy for more, but simply because he had no particular desire for it.

It was obvious that nothing short of extraordinary could so much as make him blink, let alone stir Yujindo to action.

And let’s not forget who his opponents were—Haru and Winterer.

His precious, cherished foster daughters.

There was no way he could feel any kind of arousal looking at those two.

That certainty was the foundation of Yujin’s confidence in his victory.

"Alright, let’s do this, Dad."

‘Maybe pure little Haru might not succeed, but there’s no way he won’t react to me.’

Winterer was just as sure of her win.

She had unwavering confidence in her own sex appeal.

To her, charming her father with her allure was as simple as breathing.

Her boldness, despite her slender frame, was a testament to her past as a top-tier villain.

Of course, to Yujin, the entire situation was simply adorable.

He could only stifle a laugh, finding the sight endearing yet slightly pitiful.

‘Oh, our eldest daughter is feeling pretty confident, huh? But sorry, sweetheart, no matter what you do, it’s just a playful show to me….’

‘———And if things get tricky, I’ll just spend some quality time with Haru. Let’s be honest, your dad’s never been good at enduring hunger for long.’

Winterer’s backup plan:

To exploit the rule that no one could leave until someone admitted defeat, she aimed to drag the game into a long-term battle of endurance.

If anyone had known about this ruthless scheme, they might have genuinely marveled at her self-proclaimed "villainy."

* Pause.

* Ding.

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