"Then you better start explaining,why is Klea's profile on FGH's target list?"

"I had nothing to do with her and if anyone's to blame, it's her cuckold boyfriend—not me, not FGH."

Natan properly explained the situation while accompanying Jeff's group back to their apartment.

With the fight between Natan and Dexter—or at least that's how the other members knew what happened—the FGH organization was slowly breaking apart, not only at the top two official groups but also in smaller circles.

Still, with Dexter ending up hospitalized, Natan temporarily took control of the organization, an opportunity he could use to gather as much information as possible to leverage his group into completely cutting ties with FGH.

That's when he found the list of new targets that Dexter was supposed to handle next.

Usually, the FGH organization only hunted first-year college girls. But at some point, they also began accepting requests from bastard men who wanted to see other men's girlfriends get NTR'd and stolen from them.

In Klea's case, however, the request had come from her own boyfriend.

Natan knew who Klea was, of course—not only because she was one of the college goddesses in the engineering department but also because he had learned about her while investigating Jeff due to Dexter's previous planned revenge.

He understood that Klea was an important friend to Jeff, Kris, and Marc—that if something bad happened to her at the hands of FGH members, Jeff might unleash the full force of the Central High organization and the Iron Rod Legion brotherhood to crush their group.

On the other hand, if he personally informed Jeff about Klea's case, he might gain Jeff's favor to help them once FGH completely fell apart and Dexter's group tried to retaliate.

Back to the present—now that Dexter was dead, Natan knew he had little to worry about regarding revenge.

"His family doesn't particularly care about him, so I doubt they'd risk staining their reputation just to get back at us," Natan said, ending his explanation.

They would have to deal with something far more troublesome and dangerous, Jeff thought, knowing the Bunny Lady was still hunting down members on the FGH list.

"So what do you plan to do?" Natan asked, noticing Jeff had fallen silent.

"Just leave this to us. But we might need a little of your help with our plan," Jeff replied.

"That's surprising—you already have a plan for Klea?" Kris said, and Marc quickly followed. "I'm sure he's been planning how to deal with her cuckold boyfriend ever since our internship vacation trip."

"And what exactly does that mean, Jeff?" Nubia muttered, glaring daggers at him upon realizing he might be keeping an important secret from her.

"I wonder what these two harem-lords are talking about..." Jeff murmured, his eyes scanning the dimly lit street.

"Don't even try dodging my question, stupid Jeff!"

"Stupid... Jeff-senpai..."

Seeing the argument between Jeff and Nubia heating up while Veena muttered in her sleep, Natan bit farewell and made his escape.

Kris and Marc, with their girlfriends, also distanced themselves, not wanting to get lectured—or caught in Nubia's rage—since it was them who had let slip about Jeff's desire for Klea.

With the promise to explain about Klea—only after Nubia fulfilled her promise to meet and talk to Jess—the argument was temporarily put on hold.

They continued home, stopping by a convenience store and fast-food shop to buy breakfast.

An hour before dawn, they finally arrived at their apartment.

***

"If we're not going to talk about your plan with Klea and her cuckold boyfriend, what exactly did you invite us here for?" Kris asked, directing his question to Jeff as they entered Nubia's apartment.

As Kris said, Jeff had invited the two of them to talk, explicitly telling them not to bring their girlfriends.

"But why here at Nubia-senpai's place? Is something wrong with your unit?" Marc added, curious about Jeff's apartment, which they used to share before earning enough money to rent their own units thanks to the loot from the bastard Trud.

Jeff had originally planned to hold the meeting at his place. But when he mentioned it to Nubia first, she bluntly declined, embarrassed at the thought of letting Kris and Marc into a place where she and Jeff were always intimate—and already anticipating their teasing.

Still, Jeff couldn't resist teasing Nubia, enjoying her flustered reactions.

"Well... the couch might still be a bit wet—"

"Shut up! Stupid Jeff!" Nubia exclaimed, elbowing him on his right side to stop him, though her attempt came too late.

"So you prefer doing it on the couch compared to the bed, Nubia-senpai?" Kris said, grinning, clearly trying to tease her.

"Of course not!"

"So you prefer the bed over the couch, right, Nubia-senpai?" Marc added, making her even more embarrassed—her face and ears turning bright red.

"So which is it?"

"The couch or the bed?"

"Shut up! Perverts!"

While Kris and Marc continued teasing Nubia in the living room, Jeff headed to the bedroom to put Veena on the bed, leaving her soundly asleep as he locked the door, then returned to stop the three from squabbling.

"Please don't make so much noise and risk waking Vee," Jeff said firmly, making it clear to Nubia, Kris, and Marc that whatever he wanted to discuss shouldn't involved her.

Curiously watching Jeff set up the TV monitor, Nubia sat down on the couch, earning more teasing glances from Kris and Marc—and even Jeff.

Kris and Marc, meanwhile, sat on the floor, putting down the drinks and snacks they had bought on the low table, then quickly began eating.

Jeff soon joined them, intending to sit beside Nubia. But before he could, Kris and Marc grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to the floor, forcing him to sit between them, Kris on his right and Marc on his left.

"You might be Nubia-senpai's boyfriend, but you're not sitting any higher than us, bastard," Marc said, half-joking, half-serious. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Unless you want us to watch you two flirting on the couch—ouch!" Kris added, earning a kick in the back from Nubia.

"He might be my boyfriend, but you three are still my gofers. So sit on the floor like usual, perverts," Nubia replied, refusing to show favoritism, at least while the four of them were hanging out.

Still, lying down on the couch, exhausted and sleepy, Nubia pulled Jeff closer, embracing him from behind and wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Kris and Marc wanted to tease Nubia and Jeff further, but hunger won, and they continued eating.

Breaking the peaceful silence, Jeff finally spoke, revealing the topic of their meeting.

"About that shit bastard's death—" he said, prompting Nubia to interrupt.

"Don't tell me you're actually involved in Dexter's death! You're not keeping more secrets from me, are you, stupid Jeff?"

Of course, Jeff was keeping many secrets from Nubia—like Jess's agreement to his Harem x Yuri plan and her approval for Klea to be his mistress.

Setting aside concern about how Nubia would react, he reassured her as best he could.

"I was already involved the moment I sent his name and the list of FGH members to the Bunny Lady," Jeff said, making the other three glance at him.

Nubia, Kris, and Marc also felt implicated—they had all confronted Dexter and his men. But that wasn't the full realization.

"Are you saying the Bunny Lady killed him and two of his men? How are you even sure?" Nubia asked, speaking for Kris, who was still drinking beer, and Marc, who was munching on a burger.

"Because she told me herself. She was there at the interrogation."

"WHAT?!" Nubia exclaimed in shock, pushing Jeff aside as she abruptly sat up from the couch. Her exhaustion was instantly replaced by disbelief.

"COUGH—!"

Kris, on the other hand, choked on his beer, coughing painfully as it shot out of his nose.

Meanwhile, Marc gagged on a mouthful of burger, struggling to swallow while reacting to Jeff.

"You can't just drop a bomb like that out of nowhere, you bastard!" Marc shouted after finally swallowing, gulping down half a bottle of beer.

Of course, Jeff had done it intentionally to fish for this reaction.

Faye, the Bunny Lady, had allowed him to tell Nubia, Kris, and Marc that she had been at the interrogation, though he couldn't reveal her real name or face.

"Consider it a reward, if they can actually remember what I look like—that's what she said," Jeff explained, finally taking a bite of his burger.

"DON'T CASUALLY EAT LIKE IT'S NO BIG DEAL!"

The three shouted in unison, ranting their complaints.

"It was her, right? The female officer sitting in the corner of the interrogation room? Right?" Nubia said, recalling the policewoman's curious glance and playful smile.

"That's her? Wait—what did she look like again?" Kris said, closing his eyes to try to remember.

"Damn it!" Marc shouted, slamming his hands on the low table. "She was strikingly attractive, so of course I looked, but I was too tense to remember her face."

"If you two had paid more attention, you could have seen her real face," Jeff said, bluntly bragging.

"Bastard—!"

"Just tell us everything already!"

"And don't skip a single detail, stupid Jeff!"

Jeff told them everything about his encounter with Faye—the Bunny Lady—at the police station: how she figured out he had sent the list of FGH members, confessed to killing Dexter and two of his men, and used their corpses and the police as bait in her trap.

He skipped the part about how she threatened him regarding Jess's career, Nubia's family company, and his sudden participation in her livestream.

Finally, Jeff revealed that the Bunny Lady would continue hunting the remaining FGH members.

Nubia, Kris, and Marc were left speechless at the absurdity of Jeff's story.

While they were still processing, Jeff continued with the second part of their meeting:

"Next, we'll be watching something the Bunny Lady prepared for us."