[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati":3,"chapter-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-507":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation",{"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},1411168,1864,"Chapter 507: I’m Not Working…","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-507",507,"\u003Cp>Chapter 507 – I’m Not Working...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They drifted in lazy orbit around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hollow Core Archons. A modern infernal artifact. Triple-class utility units.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scout. Guard. Seal-node.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Self-replicating when bound to high-greed environments. Capable of linking to InfernalNet. Equipped with shadow-tracking sensors, density-pressure ward fields, and passive aura-logging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most demons couldn’t even afford one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux had thirty-six.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved two fingers and the three Archons darted forward, scanning the edges of the tower’s dimensional seams. Silent. Efficient. Unseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked a command into his HUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Deploy Hollow Core Relay Grid]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Link to Nexus Prime]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CFO Clearance: Authorized]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Zone Surveillance Mode: Active]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Archons pulsed once. Then split. One hovered high. One sunk low. One burrowed into the ground with a smooth spiral of runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zoltarin might have Grandpa’s favor,\" Lux muttered. \"But I’ve got the Vaults.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that meant knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power born from pattern. From repetition. From tech the old lords never trusted because they were too obsessed with tradition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux didn’t need tradition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed results.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched the Archons finish deployment. The barrier shimmered. The outer field expanded—fused now with both his father’s raw sealing magic and Lux’s modern technetics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hybrid defense grid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros stepped back, visibly drained but satisfied. \"Done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So was he.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood side by side, staring at the sealed gate. Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux folded his arms. \"If he moves...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros finished, \"We’ll know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux glanced sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for once...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t hate this moment. Not entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe they weren’t the perfect father-son duo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They got something done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux stood next to Zavros, staring at the shimmering reinforcement laced over the old Greed Tower like a spiderweb of sigils and tech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Vaelthorns from two different centuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old blood and new code.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hybrid seal was stable now. Monitored. Hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Zoltarin so much as breathed too hard in there, the entire monitoring grid would spike red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more surprises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux finally exhaled. \"Alright. That’s done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros gave a small nod. His face was unreadable as always, but his stance had relaxed. A little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both touched the return ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they were back in the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The familiar coolness of the Greed HQ washed over Lux instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphyne looked up from the datapads she was skimming on the couch. Legs crossed. Her tail flicked lazily in greeting. \"Back so soon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros just walked back to his desk like he hadn’t just recast one of the most complicated legacy seals in modern infernal history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux, meanwhile, sighed and rolled his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" he started, voice casual, \"since everything’s settled here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros looked up. \"You’re going back?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. I need to return to the mortal realm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros blinked. \"Don’t you want to stay for dinner?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said it like it was nothing. But the pause afterward made it... not nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mean,\" Zavros added, slower, \"just the three of us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux hesitated. Just for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphyne looked hopeful too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yeah... okay, maybe that tugged something in his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll pass,\" Lux said with a faint grin. \"I got a housewarming. Goddess edition\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros raised a brow. \"A meeting?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphyne tilted her head, eyes narrowing. \"Another bank merger?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux waved a hand. \"Nah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She perked up. \"Ooh. Business or personal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Both.\" Lux smirked. \"I mean, it’s kinda half personal, but if I play my cards right, there’s definitely a business angle. Smooth relations, improved trade flexibility, some backdoor negotiation grease...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros frowned. \"So... work?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then closed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then opened it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to say something that would’ve been smart. Sharp. Precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zavros stepped toward him. One foot. Two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Lux, spontaneously, took a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind flashed to the weight of that chain wrapped around Zavros’s wrist. The way it pulsed with authority. With power older than Lux’s birth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lux,\" he said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros’s voice dropped lower. \"Did you go to the mortal realm to work?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux stayed quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros tilted his head, eyes locked on his son like he was piecing together a contract clause that suddenly looked dangerous. \"Are you doing PR jobs up there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well... shit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not technically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But also... not not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t trying to run PR.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just... he was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Okay, yes, he was sleeping with powerful women. And collecting heiresses. And aligning his name with celestial favor. And owning chunks of a mortal bank. And investing in a gaming company. And creating his personal branding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t work. That was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Nope,\" Lux said, too fast. \"Nope. I fck around and I will continue to fck around.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphyne raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux scrambled. \"I destroyed a car. Like totaled it. I wrecked a bike too. I bought a mansion. Okay, stole it. Whatever. Took it over, got it for free. I bankrupted some billionaires. And made my first debut as a model. Mortal model.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux gestured wildly. \"I’m not doing spreadsheets. I’m not setting up department hierarchies. I’m not attending shareholder summits.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros folded his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux deflated slightly. \"...I might be sleeping with people who own shareholder summits.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphyne made a small sound. Something between an impressed purr and an exasperated sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros looked unconvinced. \"Really? Because you still handle things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips parted, but nothing came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one hit too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because yeah. Even now. Even while claiming he was off-duty. He was still reinforcing seals. Still calculating long-term alliance benefits. Still tracking legacy threats and laying groundwork for future holdings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worst of all... still wearing the damn CFO aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t have to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to go,\" he muttered instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pulsed as he approached and shifted shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The solid obsidian pane blurred, warped, and shimmered. Turned into an elevator door. A thin layer of mist leaked from the base. It smelled faintly of paper contracts and wind from the mortal realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His escape route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His not-work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zavros didn’t stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither did Seraphyne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he glanced back... yeah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were both watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like parents who knew their son wasn’t just playing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was already building an empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And pretending it was a vacation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux stepped into the elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doors hissed closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Transference to Mortal Realm: Initiated]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Route: Personal Anchor Point – Lux’s Mansion]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Estimated Arrival: 00:00:07]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lux leaned against the wall, eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m not working,\" he muttered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system didn’t respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was.\u003C\u002Fp>",1099,"2026-06-05T23:57:24.792Z",1,"novelbin.me","91ef80c9b65b81e3de0e6a5ae4184efc331a5aba7f2ef915e36063bf2b07030b","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-508","harem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-chapter-506",878,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fharem-startup-the-demon-billionaire-is-on-vacati-cover.jpg"]