2025-09-15 06:07:52### Chapter 4
Johnny kept running until his legs gave out— and even then, he was forced to keep going. He couldn’t stop. Not with a three-headed monster right behind him. “Vixen, please—make it stop! I can’t feel my legs anymore!” [It will stop when the penalty ends.] “Then just kill me already!” But death wasn’t an option. Every time his body was about to shut down, a faint glow rushed through him— [Instant Health Restoration Activated.] —pulling him back into this hellish nightmare. Even death had been taken away from him. For five straight hours, Johnny ran like a madman through the city. He passed the Nebula Hotel at least five times. Each lap tore open memories he wanted to forget—memories of the accident… memories of Mia. He sprinted across bridges, down highways, and through narrow alleys. He blasted past security guards who yelled at him as he ran through private property. One guard, a busty woman in a tight uniform that hugged her wide hips and strained over her bouncing chest, stumbled as he rushed by, her shirt popping a button from the wind, flashing a glimpse of her lacy bra. She yelled, blushing hard while fumbling to cover up, but Johnny was too far gone to stop. To everyone else, he looked insane—an unshaven man in a hospital gown flapping open behind him, sprinting through the night, screaming at nothing. But if only they knew. If only they could see the monster behind him, its triple roar shaking the air. “Vixen!” Johnny gasped, his lungs burning. “Wasn’t the task sixty kilometers?” [Correct.] “Then why hasn’t it stopped?! I’ve been running for hours! What the hell?!” [The chase will end once the penalty equals the full workout task.] Johnny’s mouth fell open. “What the fuuu—” Cerberus roared behind him, cutting him off. And the chase went on. Hour after painful hour. When the hound finally vanished into smoke, the sun was rising. Johnny collapsed face-first onto the road in a part of the city he didn’t recognize. His chest rose and fell hard. His mouth felt dry. Every part of his body screamed in pain. And yet—he was alive. No scars. No bruises. No broken bones. Only a deep mental exhaustion that left him feeling empty. The blue screen appeared again. … [Combat Penalty Quest Completed.] Task: 4 hours chase by greatest fear Reward: Slow-Mo Combat Lenses … Johnny groaned into the pavement. “Please tell me that wasn’t for nothing. What the hell is a Slow-Mo Combat Lenses anyway?” … [CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE LEVELED UP] COMBAT LEVEL UP: Level 1 >>>> Level 2 LEVEL UP SKILL REWARD: Instant Health Restoration … “—Ahh, fuck this. I need a drink,” Johnny cut the system off. He dragged himself to his feet. His vision was blurry, but neon lights flickered ahead. A nightclub. Still alive at 4:05 a.m. Club Euphoria. Johnny let out a weak smirk. “Of course, only a nightclub would still be open this late.” He pushed through the doors. Inside, the club was packed. Bodies moved with the bass. Lights flashed across sweaty skin, highlighting glistening curves and tight outfits clinging to dancers' hips and breasts. The air smelled of perfume and alcohol. Johnny stumbled to the bar, shoulders slumped, face blank. “Give me your most expensive bottle,” he said flatly. The bartender raised an eyebrow. She was slim and stacked, her black vest unbuttoned low to show off deep cleavage that jiggled with every move, the tight tie barely holding it together. Her short skirt hugged her perky ass as she shifted, eyes sweeping over him, lingering on the hospital gown hanging loose off his shoulders, teasing a peek at his chest. “…You sure?” she asked, leaning forward over the bar. Her breasts nearly spilled out, pressing against the counter for a perfect view of her soft, creamy valley. “Our most expensive bottle is a 1959 Château Lafite Rothschild. That’s eight thousand dollars. You’ll need to pay upfront.” Johnny slid his debit card across the counter without hesitation. She blinked “You’re serious?” “If that demon dog was real,” Johnny muttered, “then the million bucks in my account better be real too.” She swiped the card, bending over just enough for her skirt to ride up, flashing the top edge of her thigh. A moment passed. Her eyes widened, then she smiled brightly, biting her lip as she straightened, her chest bouncing. “My apologies, Mr. Big Shot. Your bottle will be right out.” She winked, her fingers brushing his hand lingeringly when she handed back the card. Johnny leaned back with a grin. Before the accident, he didn’t even have ten dollars to his name. This proved it. The money was real. Johnny lifted the glass awkwardly. He had no idea how to taste wine—but he damn well knew how to chug it down. As he downed his second glass, the burn sliding down his throat, as his mind raced with possibilities. If only he could understand this system… if Vixen wasn’t so damn secretive— Then suddenly, the blue glow appeared again. … [Hot Assignment Alert] Task: Successfully flirt with the club owner Reward: Ownership of the Nebula Hotel … Johnny spat his drink all over the bar. “What the fuck?!”
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Chapter 116: Old cleaning liquid.
Johnny didn’t look back as he stepped into the building.He didn’t need to.He could still feel the caretaker standing there, frozen, mouth hanging open like something. Johnny heard the door close behind him, the sound dull and familiar. Too familiar.The hallway smelled the same.Old cleaning liquid. Dust. Something damp that never really went away no matter how many times they tried to scrub it out. The lights flickered once, then steadied, buzzing softly overhead.Johnny paused.For a second, his body reacted before his mind did. His shoulders tensed. His steps slowed. A part of him expected someone to shout his name, to complain, to remind him of something he’d done wrong.Nothing happened.He exhaled and kept walking.Each step down the narrow hallway felt like stepping backward in time. The carpet was thin and worn, darker in places where too many feet had passed over the same spots. The walls were scuffed with old marks that no one bothered to paint over anymore.A young tenant
Chapter 115: Keep the Change
Downstairs, the Nebula Hotel moved with its usual quiet efficiency. Staff greeted him respectfully. Someone asked if he needed the car prepared.“Yes,” Johnny said. “I’ll take it.”Minutes later, the engine hummed beneath him as the car pulled away.The city changed as they drove.Tall buildings gave way to shorter ones. Clean streets slowly became cracked pavements. Billboards replaced glass walls. The shine faded, replaced by something rougher. More honest.Johnny watched it all through the window.This was where he had lived.Not the dream version people imagined when they talked about struggle. The real one. The boring one. The exhausting one. The kind that didn’t build character so much as test how long you could endure.When the car finally stopped, Johnny stepped out.The building looked smaller than he remembered.Older.Paint peeling. A stair rail held together by rust and stubbornness. The smell hit him immediately—dust, old food, damp concrete.The building smelled the same
Chapter 114: The Room He Left Behind
Johnny stared at the screen of his phone for a long moment after reading the message. He didn’t move. Didn’t curse. Didn’t rush. He just stared. Your belongings have been moved out. The words sat there, calm and final, like they didn’t understand what they meant. Like they had no idea who they were talking to now. Johnny let out a soft breath and leaned back against the headboard. Then he smiled. Not a big smile. Not the proud kind. Just a small, crooked smirk that came from the sheer absurdity of it all. He lifted his eyes and slowly looked around. The Sky Sovereign suite stretched out before him, quiet and expensive. Floor-to-ceiling glass showed the city waking up below, cars moving like ants, buildings catching the early light. The air smelled clean. Everything was polished. Ordered. Designed to impress people who already had too much. This place alone was worth more than anything he had owned his entire life combined. And yet— Somewhere across town, a man was threate
Chapter 113: Echoes of Before
--- [CONGRATULATIONS — YOU HAVE RANKED UP] RANK LEVEL UP: Beginner IV → Beginner V RANK UP SKILL REWARD: Empath Reading --- The room felt different all of a sudden. Too small. Too quiet. Too… normal. Johnny stood there, right in the middle of the Sky Sovereign suite, pants still loose around his hips, his thick cock half-hard and bulging against the fabric from leftover thoughts of Lydia's hot mouth. He laughed. It wasn’t a happy laugh. Not really. It came out short and sharp, like something pulled from him instead of offered freely. Sweat beaded on his chiseled abs, trickling down to tease the V-line pointing straight to his crotch. He ran a hand through his messy hair and began to pace. Once. Twice. Then a third time, slower. On the second pass, he nearly tripped over Lydia's forgotten high heel—sleek black, with a stiletto that made him picture her legs wrapped around his waist. His heart was still beating fast, but it wasn’t only excitement this time. Something
Chapter 112: HAREM INITIATION PROCESS BEGUN
Johnny lay on his back, staring at the ceiling like it had personally betrayed him. His bare chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, sweat glistening on his toned abs, making them shine under the soft penthouse lights. The room was quiet in that strange way it gets after something important happens. Not silent—just empty. The air still felt warm, heavy, like it hadn’t decided whether to leave yet. The faint smell of wine and Lydia's sweet perfume lingered, mixed together in a way that made his cock twitch just thinking about it. His shirt was somewhere on the floor. He didn’t remember taking it off. His pants hung loose around his thighs, zipper still down, a sticky reminder of what just went down. Lydia was no longer in the room. That part sat heavier than he expected. Her curvy ass swaying as she walked out in that tight dress—clinging to her wide hips, the fabric riding up just enough to tease the bottom curve of her cheeks—burned in his mind. Johnny ran a hand down his
End of The Episode Author Note
Hey guys, So… finally, this episode—has come to an end. First of all, I just want to say thank you. Seriously. If you’re still here reading Ultimate Harem System up to this point, I appreciate you more than you know. Your support, comments, and even silent reads mean a lot to me. I also want to apologize for not being consistent lately. I know I promised two chapters daily, and I haven’t been able to keep that pace for a bit. That one’s on me. But going forward, I’ll do better. From now on, I’ll be back to updating two chapters a day as usual. Some of you may have noticed that the writing style of Ultimate Harem System has changed a little recently. I’ve been leaning more into eechi moments and extra "fan service". So I really want your feedback on that. If you’re enjoying this direction and want more of it, please leave a like and a comment. And if you’re not feeling it, that’s okay too—drop a comment and let me know. You’re the readers, and your feedback matters. I don’t want to
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