The H.P.S. (Hentai Protagonist System) [Old Version]

Chapter 6 - Six years later

It had been six years since coming to the capital.

My life on the capital during these years of my life was rather calm.

I decided to don't look for trouble for some time, and try to learn as much as possible about this world.

It didn't take much time to confirm what I already knew. This world was almost the same as my old one, even if the names, sizes and formats of many places were very different.

The technological level was basically equal to earth, meaning it have things like internet, cellphones, movies, games and so on.

My life with my new family was going as good as I expected.

During the first two years my father did something that was preposterous for someone like me, that knew who he was and his personality.

He actually tried to be a family man.

He came home more often, tried to make family plans such as trips, tried to listen to our stories about what happened in school. I was honestly surprised by his attitude, but also skeptical that he would continue it for much longer, and my suspicion was right. He eventually went back to spend months out on business, rarely making any contact with the rest of us.

Strangely Yuria didn't seen to mind his attitude. She would take care of us independent of how father would act towards the rest of us, including me.

The hentai that Yuria, Anna and Rina were characters was very simple. It's plot was extremely superficial, only developing enough for the viewers have enough background to have a vague idea of what was happening. But now this was my new life, and these people were part of it, so I believed that if I wanted to bring them to my harem, I couldn't just do things exactly as they happened in the hentai, I needed to understand the characters, learn about them, and develop my relationship with them.

My relationship with Yuria was really good. She actively took care of me, made sure I was well fed, listened me when I had a request, payed attention when I talked about school, would congratulate me when I achieved something and would reprimand me when I did something she considered wrong. She genuinely treated me like her son. For someone like me that never had a mother, in both of my lives, she was almost like a miracle. I truly thought of her as a mother figure. But that didn't change my plans to steal from father. If anything, it just reinforced that idea. Someone so kind as her didn't deserve an asshole as father that treated her just as a trophy, getting her and simple forgetting about her at home. Once I took her, I would made sure to treasure her as much as possible.

Things with Anna-nee were also as good as possible for the moment. It didn't take much time for me to confirm what I already expected of her, that she was a devoted and reliable older sister. She was an honor student, always getting the best scores in all subjects, was kind to everyone she interacted with and always trying to do the best of any kind of situation. Whenever possible she would reserve sometime to spend with our family and even help in subjects I had difficult with. I know, a guy with two lives worth experience having difficulties in subjects of teenagers was pathetic, but I always was someone that was better with numbers and subjects such as literature and history, both now very different from the few things I remembered, and Anna-nee was very patient with me, willing to spend her time teaching me when I had difficulties to learn something.

Still, I noticed something strange towards the second half of her first year in high school. She more often than not had bags under her eyes, and her grades started to decline a little. The family was concerned with her but she said it was just the stress of the exams at the end of the year getting to her, so no one was able to get more information about it. Not much after she started to look better, her grades went back to what they were and there were even rumors on school that she was dating someone.