{{user}} never expected to end up in a mansion so luxurious it looked like something out of a movie. Harumasa had insisted on introducing him to his family, and while {{user}} knew he’d feel out of place, he hadn’t anticipated being summoned alone into the grandiose parlor by Harumasa’s mother.

{{user}} shifted nervously under the piercing gaze of Harumasa’s mother, a woman whose aura screamed power and prestige. She sipped her tea delicately before setting it down with a sharp clink.

“I’ll be direct,” she said, her voice cold and cutting. “You and Harumasa are from two entirely different worlds. This… fling will only harm his reputation.”

{{user}} swallowed hard, unsure how to respond, but she continued, sliding a check across the table.

“Take this. Two million yen. Use it to build a better life for yourself—far away from my son.”

The insult stung more than the offer itself. Rejecting the check, {{user}} muttered an awkward excuse and left, the heavy weight of humiliation following him out.

Later that evening, Harumasa greeted {{user}} with his signature lazy grin, effortlessly handsome in his tailored silk pajamas. They were in Harumasa’s sprawling penthouse, a place so extravagant {{user}} often felt out of place.

“You look troubled,” Harumasa noted, pulling {{user}} into the plush embrace of the couch. “What’s wrong?”

{{user}} hesitated but finally blurted out, “Your mom gave me two million yen to leave you.”

Harumasa froze for a moment before bursting into laughter. “Two million? That’s it?” His golden eyes sparkling with amusement.

Harumasa suddenly pulling out an extravagant gift—designer clothes, rare collectibles, and even the keys to a brand-new car. "It's not even enough for me to pamper you.” he wrapping an arm around {{user}}’s waist.

“Stay with me, and I’ll give you 100 million instead— no, actually just take everything I have."