The apocalypse is coming, but thankfully I have a harem of paper dolls.

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"Although we will be separated for now, we will definitely meet again in the future. When that time comes, I hope you will still remember the feeling you have at this moment..."

"..." Uehara Rin breathed heavily, her eyes still glazed and unfocused after the climax, but Luo Jiajun's words were clearly imprinted in her chaotic consciousness. She did not answer immediately, but silently tightened her limbs even more, clinging to Luo Jiajun's broad back and lean waist like an octopus.

A few seconds later, she tilted her head back and kissed Luo Jiajun's lips. Her voice was filled with a desperate and longing tone as she uttered a few words, muffled yet clear: "Give me one more time!"

No further words were needed. Luo Jiajun responded to her request with his actions.

His powerful hips began to move aggressively again, each thrust carrying a force that seemed to shatter her soul. The panting and moans that had just subsided in the room were once again amplified by the loud slapping sounds of flesh colliding.

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Dreams eventually come to an end.

In the "Dream Mirror" of Mizuki Shiranui, Yatsushiro, and Uehara Rin, Luo Jiajun spent an unforgettable and long time. This time was so beautiful, so different from the real world trapped in the apocalypse, that when Luo Jiajun suddenly returned to reality from the "Dream Mirror," he stood there stunned for a few seconds.

He was suddenly brought back to his senses by Xuefeng's exclamation.

"mom!"

The familiar voice instantly pierced Luo Jiajun's daze, pulling him back to reality. He looked up sharply and saw a tall, slender figure with a gentle yet resolute demeanor standing quietly not far from him.

She wore her signature white battle suit, and time seemed to have left few traces on her face, instead adding a touch of mature charm. Wasn't this his wife from his "dream"—Mizushiro Shiranui?

The one who let out that scream was Mizuki Yukikaze—the little girl's face was filled with immense surprise and disbelief. Like a cannonball, she pounced forward and opened her arms to tightly hug Mizuki Shiranui's slender yet powerful waist!

Due to the height difference, Yukikaze's face could only be pressed tightly against the hip bone below Mizuki Shiranui's lower abdomen. The little girl excitedly rubbed against it, as if to confirm that this was not an illusion.

Luo Jiajun's gaze quickly swept around—Akiyama Rinko, Delaire, Shiranui Mai, Leda, Bayonetta, and so on. All his companions who had followed him to fight the ice dragon Poles and the dragon lord Banopald were now gathered nearby, their eyes focused on the three new members who had just been summoned, their faces filled with curiosity.

Only at this moment did Luo Jiajun truly and completely detach himself from those three long "dreams," his consciousness firmly anchored in the cold reality.

'It's over... The Mirror of Dreams... It's all over.' A clear realization surfaced in my mind.

"Huh? Sister Yukari! And... Teacher Uehara?!"

Just then, Rinko Akiyama's surprised voice rang out. She quickly walked towards the other two figures who had been summoned along with Shiranui Mizushiro—Yatsu Yukari and Uehara Rin.

However, the two newly summoned demon ninjas did not immediately focus their attention on the enthusiastic Rinko, nor did they pay much attention to the unfamiliar environment and crowd around them. Instead, their gazes were fixed on Luo Jiajun, who had just come back to his senses, as if drawn by a magnet!

When their gazes met Luo Jiajun's, Yazu Yukari's light red eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of understanding and a touch of mockery; while Uehara Rin, the "Electric Radiance Demon Ninja," raised her beautifully shaped eyebrows, her rosy lips curving into a half-smile, her eyes filled with amusement and silent questioning.

That look seemed to say:

'Ha, men! So besides the two of us, you have such a large group of lovers outside?'

Luo Jiajun met their piercing gazes and could only offer a slightly awkward, reassuring smile. He had no time to deal with the "accusatory" look in their eyes; his attention was currently drawn to Mizuki Shiranui and Yukikaze in her arms.

As if by telepathy, Mizushiro Shiranui also raised her head at this moment, her gaze piercing through the short distance and landing precisely on Luo Jiajun's face.

She seemed completely oblivious to the women surrounding Luo Jiajun; at that moment, it was as if only Luo Jiajun remained in her world.

Her gaze meticulously traced Luo Jiajun's face—his eyebrows, his features—and he was exactly the same young husband she remembered, the one she first met in the Demon Realm and married in their ancestral land! Time seemed to have stood still for Luo Jiajun. She, on the other hand, had transformed from a naive young girl into a mature, full-figured woman after experiencing pregnancy and childbirth. This stark contrast filled her with an indescribable bittersweet emotion.

"Anada~" She parted her red lips slightly, her voice gentle yet trembling slightly, as if it had traveled through a long river of time, "Long time...not to see you."

This call, carrying the magic of transcending time and space, instantly struck the softest spot in Luo Jiajun's heart. A powerful surge of warmth overwhelmed him, making him almost unable to control himself.

Then, Luo Jiajun took a deep breath and forcibly calmed his somewhat agitated mind. His gaze involuntarily fell on Yukikaze, who had buried her face in Mizuki Shiranui's waist.

"Xuefeng, she..." Luo Jiajun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt overwhelmed with thoughts and didn't know where to begin. The words stuck in his throat.

At that moment, Yukikaze, who was immersed in great joy, froze because of her mother's affectionate "Anada".

The little girl's eyes widened at that moment, her pupils slightly contracting due to extreme shock, filled with bewilderment, confusion, and disbelief as if she were wondering, "Did I hear that right?"

She glanced at her mother's gentle, smiling profile, then abruptly turned her head, staring intently at Luo Jiajun, her small mouth slightly open, but unable to utter a sound.

Mizuki Shiranui, with her keen perception, immediately sensed the unnatural atmosphere between her daughter and husband. Looking down at her daughter's blank expression and Luo Jiajun's complex, hesitant demeanor, she instantly understood—it seemed that Yukikaze didn't yet know Luo Jiajun's identity?

This realization caused Mizuki Shiranui's heart to sink slightly, but more than that, she felt a sense of absurdity that left her both amused and exasperated. She took a deep breath, and a gentle smile returned to her face, as if to dispel the sudden awkwardness.

Then she reached out her hand, with a mother's unique tenderness and comfort, and gently stroked the top of Yukikaze's soft hair.

He leaned down, brought his ear close to his daughter's small ear, and spoke softly, with a smile, in a voice only the two of them could hear, word by word:

"Xuefeng, silly child, what are you standing there for? Call him Dad!" She paused, then looked at Luo Jiajun again, her eyes filled with admiration and love, and added, "How about it? Mom didn't lie to you, did she? Dad... isn't he much younger and more handsome than Mom described to you before?"

"boom--!"

Mizuki Shiranui's casual words struck Mizuki Yukikaze like a thunderbolt from the heavens, piercing her defenseless heart!

dad?

Luo Jiajun?

this……

This despicable man who argues with her every day and is called a big pervert and a big bastard by her?

He...he is actually...?

The sheer volume of information overwhelmed Xuefeng's cognitive and analytical abilities like a tsunami!

She was completely frozen in place, as if she had been petrified!

Standing not far away, Luo Jiajun looked at Xuefeng's stunned expression as if the sky had fallen, and felt the questioning and slightly helpless smile in the gaze that Shuicheng Shiranui cast at him. He was filled with mixed feelings and fell silent for a moment.

Got it!

The long-awaited mother-daughter rice bowl is now completely ruined. The good news is that he has a little girl, but whether she'll be a "little cotton-padded jacket" (a term of endearment for a daughter) or not depends on how he and Xuefeng get along in the future.

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"Call me Daddy! Yukikaze!"

—As soon as Mizushiro Shiranui uttered these words, it wasn't just Mizushiro Yukikaze who fell into a daze.

Rather, it was all the women present.

At this moment, everyone subconsciously held their breath, their pupils dilated slightly in disbelief, and their gazes were drawn together as if by invisible threads, focusing on Luo Jiajun and Mizuki Yukikaze, the "father and daughter" who had been suddenly mentioned. Then, with great confusion and shock, they turned to Mizuki Shiranui, who had made such a startling statement.

You know, although everyone is used to Luo Jiajun's womanizing ways, having a daughter is a first for them!

What's more, Luo Jiajun's suddenly appearing daughter is actually Shuicheng Xuefeng, who has been in the team for some time now. And Luo Jiajun had acted like he didn't know Xuefeng was his daughter before? You think about it, do you have time, Lin Zaizai...?

Rin Uehara and Yukari Yazu were even more shocked. They were already a bit bewildered when they discovered that Shiranui Mizushiro, Yukikaze, and Rinko were also there. They never expected that Mizushiro-senpai would actually say that Luo Jiajun was Yukikaze's father?

and so……

The anti-demon ninja wife that Luo Jiajun once mentioned could actually be their undisputed senior among the anti-demon ninjas—Mizuki Shiranui!?

Amidst this astonishment, the atmosphere became strange, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

“Heh…Mom, Mom…” Mizuki Yukikaze’s voice was as dry as sandpaper. She struggled to move the corners of her mouth, trying to force a denial smile, but the smile was uglier than crying.

Her slender fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force. Her gaze darted frantically between Mizuki Shiranui and Luo Jiajun, a last glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Mom, you must be joking with Yukikaze, right? That kind of guy... that pervert whose mind is only... only about that kind of thing! How could he... how could he be..."

The little girl's words choked in her throat. The title that represented blood ties and kinship seemed to carry an unbearable burning sensation for her, and she couldn't bring herself to utter it no matter what.

"Snow Wind!"

Mizuki Shiranui's voice suddenly rose, carrying a maternal authority. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of undeniable anger flashed in her clear eyes, clearly displeased with her daughter's extreme disrespect towards her biological father.

But it was precisely this unprecedented seriousness from her mother that, like a cold hammer of reality, shattered the last glimmer of hope in Xuefeng's heart.

—Mom is serious.

This realization was like ice water poured over her head, instantly freezing all of Xuefeng's thinking abilities. A tremendous sense of absurdity and intense resistance swept over her like a tsunami. She abruptly turned to Luo Jiajun, her delicate face flushed crimson, and she almost screamed, her voice cracking with excitement:

"You bastard! I'd rather die! I'd jump off this cliff than call you 'Dad'!"

After saying that, the little girl turned her head away, looking angry, and stopped looking at Luo Jiajun, as well as avoiding the gaze of Shuicheng Shiranui.

Seeing this, Mizuki Shiranui wanted to say something more. At this moment, Luo Jiajun stepped forward, grabbed one of her hands, and whispered, "Alright, let her calm down first. Let's go aside and talk to each other alone for a bit."

Mizuki Shiranui glanced helplessly at her daughter, who was still angry, before forcing a smile at Luo Jiajun. She listened to Luo Jiajun and followed him out of the group, arriving at a patch of ruins about ten meters away.

Then, Luo Jiajun cut to the chase and said directly to Mizuki Shiranui, "I'm sorry..."

Upon hearing this, Mizuki Shiranui silently gazed at Luo Jiajun, and after a few seconds smiled gently, saying softly to Luo Jiajun, "Anada, why are you apologizing?"

Luo Jiajun found it difficult to speak. Although he had built a harem, it wasn't entirely about lust. You could say he wasn't very emotionally invested, but he had always hoped to have both physical pleasure and emotional connection with each woman around him.

Although her experience in the "Dream Mirror" and her relationship with Mizushiro Shiranui was an arranged marriage that blossomed into love, they were still "loving" each other. They had a full year of happy married life together, and the two even had a child together.

In this situation, if Luo Jiajun were still a man, he couldn't possibly feel no shame—shame for not being there for Shuicheng Shiranui when she was giving birth, shame for leaving her to raise their daughter alone, shame for having already wronged his wife in the first two ways, and shame for now having to tell her that he actually has many other women...

Seeing Luo Jiajun's difficulty in speaking, the tenderness in Mizuki Shiranui's eyes was almost overflowing.

She didn't press for answers, nor did she blame him in the slightest. Her eyes crinkled into a gentle smile, like a warm, all-encompassing harbor, and she opened her arms to him. That soft embrace, brimming with mature charm and maternal glow, carried a comforting fragrance as she gently held Luo Jiajun.

She even tiptoed slightly, gently resting her chin on Luo Jiajun's shoulder, one hand softly and rhythmically patting his back, her breath warm and gentle in his ear like soothing a child, her voice as light as a feather.

“It’s okay, Anada. No matter what happens, as long as you’re by my side, as long as the three of us are reunited, I’ll be content.”

"..." Luo Jiajun fell silent, but after a brief moment of thought, he felt that some things were best clarified from the beginning, so he spoke again, "But, what about the other people in the team, like Teacher Uehara and the others..."

"it does not matter!"

Before Luo Jiajun could finish speaking, Mizuki Shiranui interrupted him.

She stepped back slightly so she could see Luo Jiajun's eyes clearly. Her face was no longer clouded; instead, a bright and serene smile bloomed on it, a smile brimming with understanding and an almost magnanimous wisdom.

She extended her slender, pale finger and gently tapped Luo Jiajun's chest, the gesture playful yet her eyes incredibly serious.

"Anyway, Anada will always love me, right?"

“…Of course.” Luo Jiajun gazed at her face so close to his own and nodded heavily.

Looking at her so closely, Luo Jiajun could more clearly sense the subtle differences between the Shuicheng Shiranui before him and the newlywed wife in the [Dream Mirror] memory. The smooth, flowing, slightly wavy long hair in his memory had now become a clean and neat shoulder-length bob, losing some of the girlish naiveté but gaining a mature competence and charm.

Time has not been unkind to her; rather, it has acted like the most meticulous sculptor, adding a touch of gentle grace and composure to her already exquisite beauty. Deep within her still bright eyes flows a maternal glow and a worldly wisdom, making her even more captivating than in her youth.

No man could resist such a beautiful and gentle woman, one he had watched grow from youthful beauty to mature and stunning.

"Oh, right! Anada."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Mizuki Shiranui, without consulting Luo Jiajun, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

Luo Jiajun was a little stunned by her sudden attack.

But then she smiled and asked, "How is it? Can you feel the texture?"

Luo Jiajun replied blankly, "Hmm...it feels soft and sticky."

"So, this really wasn't a dream!" Mizuki Shiranui let out a long, satisfied sigh, a relieved and incredibly happy smile spreading across her face.

She nestled into Luo Jiajun's arms again, pressing her cheek against her husband's chest, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat, her voice filled with a dreamlike sigh:

"When I first saw Yukikaze and Anada, I thought it was a dream. I never imagined it was all real. Although I don't understand why I suddenly appeared here, as long as the three of us are alright, and as long as it's all real, that's enough for me~"

“…” Luo Jiajun remained silent.

Of course he knew that Mizuki Shiranui said all this because she didn't want him to overthink things, and she didn't want him to feel guilty or blame himself.

This woman is truly gentle to the very core of her being towards the one she loves.

She was so gentle that she could tolerate almost everything about Luo Jiajun, even the various "mistakes" he made.

All she ever wanted was a husband and a daughter, nothing more.

"Okay, don't be so down. Today is a day for our family of three to get together, we should be happy!"

"And as the father, you can't just sit idly by, can you? Think of a way to coax our daughter!"

"Hmm... On another note, why is Yukikaze with Anada, yet doesn't recognize Anada?"

Under the questioning of Mizuki Shiranui.

Immediately, Luo Jiajun began to recount his experience. He first briefly explained the situation of this world, then vaguely mentioned his "summoning" ability, focusing instead on his experience after summoning Xuefeng.

After hearing this, Mizuki Shiranui laughed again, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and said to Luo Jiajun with a relaxed expression:

"Isn't this great? As you said, Anada, you transformed to protect Yukikaze when you were fighting the Storm Bear, and you fought alongside her against the Dragon Lord Banopald this time. Yukikaze must remember all of this. That little girl has always been all bark and no bite, so she's just being a bit stubborn for a while. Once she realizes that the person who protected her in that critical moment was her father, she might even be a little happy!"

"Is this...really?"

Luo Jiajun looked at Shuicheng Shiranui with doubt.

Mizuki Shiranui grabbed Luo Jiajun's hand and said arrogantly, "Hmm~ Anyway, as long as we, as his parents, work together, are we afraid of not being able to appease our precious daughter? Besides, Anada, you need to be more confident. Anada can handle so many women, why are you so unsure about Yukikaze?"

"Uh..." Luo Jiajun couldn't help but look embarrassed after being teased by Mizuki Shiranui.

Seeing Luo Jiajun's expression, Mizuki Shiranui laughed even more heartily.

very nice……