[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem":3,"chapter-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-253":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evil MC's NTR Harem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1831402,2438,"Chapter 253 Contain","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-253",253,"\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, Kirito found himself standing on an enormous baseball field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could hardly believe such a grand setup was hidden in the backyard of Ross's mansion, yet here he was, standing on the pitcher's mound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an unexpected twist, he picked this challenge above everything else he could have done tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite him stood Brandon, poised to deliver a powerful swing at the ball Kirito was about to throw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me go over the rules again,\" Ross began, his authoritative voice cutting through the quiet evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Each of you will throw 100 pitches. Every time the striker hits the ball, even if it doesn't result in a home run, it counts as one point. However, bunts don't count. Whoever has the most points at the end of the match wins.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross sat comfortably on the sidelines, flanked by Mari and Reina, both of whom seemed equally not interested in the unfolding game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can start whenever you're ready,\" Ross announced, leaning back as if he were settling in for an entertaining spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirito took a deep breath and focused, gripping the baseball tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned it over in his hand, feeling its weight, before blowing on it for good luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baseball was more than just a sport to him; it was a deep part of his past. As Japan's most popular sport, baseball had shaped much of his younger years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirito wasn't just any baseball player—he was a prodigy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His exceptional skills as both a pitcher and a batter had earned him an invitation to join Major League Baseball during his college years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, practicality had won out over passion. Kirito chose to focus on founding his businesses, believing that path would yield greater financial rewards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gamble had paid off spectacularly—by the age of 25, he had become a billionaire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, Kirito's love for baseball never waned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remained devoted to the sport, practicing and playing religiously every Saturday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This lifelong connection to the game gave him confidence in his abilities, and now, standing on the field, he felt that same competitive fire reignite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he prepared to throw the first pitch, Kirito couldn't help but smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't just a friendly challenge anymore—it was a chance to prove that he hadn't lost his edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than anything, this felt like another chance at life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirito doubted Ross would let him walk away tonight after all the bloodshed his men had caused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A witness to such a crime was a liability, and Kirito knew it. His only hope was that Ross would honor his word when it was all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, before throwing the first pitch, there was something he needed to address—something that had been gnawing at him since he arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why, Reina? Why did you betray me?\" Kirito asked in Japanese, his voice steady but filled with quiet anguish. Enjoy new adventures from My Virtual Library Empire\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That… I…\" Reina stammered, her voice trembling. She couldn't finish the sentence. Instead, tears spilled from her beautiful eyes, streaming silently down her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? That?\" Ross interjected smoothly, his voice laced with mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't need to blame your lovely wife for anything. I forced myself on her. She's still the innocent, faithful woman you know—just caught in... unfortunate circumstances.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross spoke in perfect Japanese, his words cutting through the tense atmosphere like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirito's vision blurred with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You! I'm going to kill you!\" he roared, his anger boiling over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He charged at Ross, fully intending to strangle the life out of him and feed his body to the fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, the act played out clearly—a fitting end to Ross's smug arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reality struck back with brutal clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bang!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deafening roar of a gunshot echoed across the field, halting Kirito in his tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of dirt exploded near his feet, the ricochet pelting his face with sharp fragments. The cold shock snapped him out of his blinding fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirito turned his head, his breath caught in his throat. Brandon stood a few paces away, his gun still smoking, aimed with unnerving precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His icy glare bore into Kirito as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Make the same mistake again, and I'll blow your legs off,\" Brandon said coldly, his tone as sharp as the gun in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I reckon you don't need your legs to pitch and bat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threat hung in the air, heavy and unyielding, as Kirito's anger was replaced by a creeping, paralyzing fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirito glared at Ross, his fury simmering beneath the surface, but it exploded into pure rage at the man's next words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your wife is now my woman,\" Ross declared with a cold, unfeeling smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You need to accept this truth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The audacity in Ross's tone struck Kirito like a blow to the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just a statement; it was a proclamation of dominance, a deliberate attempt to break him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirito's fists clenched tightly at his sides, his nails digging into his palms as he struggled to contain his boiling anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Ross reached out a hand toward Reina, his every movement deliberate and mocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat there, trembling, dressed in a brown miniskirt that clung to her shapely hips and a red sleeveless blouse that accentuated her generous curves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long, smooth legs, as pale as porcelain, gleamed under the soft light, and the faint rise and fall of her chest betrayed the turmoil within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross's hand rested on Reina's flawless thigh, his fingers brushing against her skin with a casual familiarity that made Kirito's stomach churn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, deliberately, his hand began to travel upward, hiking up the hem of her skirt inch by agonizing inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The motion revealed a tantalizing glimpse of the black thong beneath, a sight that sent Kirito's blood roaring in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intimate fabric left little to the imagination, and Ross's smug expression only deepened the insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop!\" Kirito shouted, his voice cracking under the weight of his desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body shook as he took a step forward, his instincts screaming at him to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>",1011,"2026-06-09T06:18:43.919Z",1,"novelbin.me","35fe13fd885fe6ad775cbe676adbbcbf7fe4d0a2960cf76b3b762535dfa3cf7b","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-254","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-252",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]