Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 574: Log Off, Hydrate, And Touch Grass

Chapter 574 – Log Off, Hydrate, And Touch Grass

Then she said, quietly, "It’s a nightmare. Being torn between two major sins. His brain wants logic. Control. Strategy. But his heart and body..."

She tilted her head toward the coffin where Eros was now lazily playing with Azithra’s hair while nuzzling her chest.

"Wants love. Lust. Pleasure. Comfort. You see it? Eros and Lux. Two sides of the same bloodline."

Ely whispered, "He must feel so alone."

Sira nodded. "He does. But he’ll never admit it."

And just as Ely was about to say something else...

Lux cursed again.

"This budget entry says ’Moan Mix-Tape Vol. 3 – Collector’s Edition.’ Why does it have its own vault?!"

Eros shouted from the back, "Because it went platinum!"

Lux groaned and almost smacked his forehead into the screen.

His hand hovered there, fingertips twitching like he wanted to bash the digital interface just once. Just enough to knock some sense into the universe. Or himself.

"I’m going to lose my mind," he muttered.

[Warning: Cortisol levels rising. Emotional overload detected. Recommended action: Log off, hydrate, and touch grass.]

Lux sighed hard. "If I had grass I’d burn it."

The system responded with a tiny chime and a floating emoji of a smiling flower holding a juice box.

"Cute," Lux deadpanned. "Now I want to punt it."

He took one final look at the screen.

The charts had stabilized. All nodes were secure. No rogue backdoors. No more weird triple-bonded pleasure trades with corrupt sigil loops. The LustNet was clear.

Finally.

"At least grandpa’s holding it now," he mumbled. "Yeah... great. I love you, grandpa. At least I got one family member I can rely on."

And he meant it. Really meant it.

For all the chaos, ridiculous fashion, seductive drama, and lingering danger of being seduced into a heart-shaped trap... Asmo had never let him down. Not once.

So Lux closed the floating system with a swipe, dismissing all the pink-glowing LustNet screens with one final graceful flick of his hand.

[System Interface Closed – Logging notes to temporary LustNet folder: "Cleanup Suggestions for Eros"]

"Okay..." Lux exhaled, rolling his shoulders like a man ready to finally rest his brain. "I guess I’m done here. Left some notes you can check later, Eros."

Eros, still lounging beside Azithra in the slightly-too-romantic coffin bed, deadpanned, "I’m not a prince anymore. I don’t do work."

Lux tilted his head. "Right. But all I noted was your private network. Or Lust Network. Whatever you call it. You can just forward my notes to someone who still has functioning brain cells. Your assistant. Grandpa’s assistant. One of the hot secretaries. I don’t care."

He held up a finger. "Just make sure the files are safe. And neat."

Azithra tilted her head with a sly smile. "Do you have OCD, Eros’s cousin?"

Lux blinked slowly. "No. But if someone who had it saw the inside of that LustNet, they’d probably tear their hair out and scream into the nearest scented candle."

Sira snorted.

Lullaby sleep-mumbled, "Rip it all down and start from scratch..."

Eros groaned and stretched lazily, his abs flexing like he was posing for a monthly Lust calendar. "Fine, fine. I’ll pass it to one of the staff."

"Great." Lux nodded. "And..."

He raised the pin.

Everyone’s eyes flicked to it.

"For the pin," Lux said simply.

He flicked his wrist, and the artifact vanished into his dimensional storage.

He turned to leave. "We’ll excuse ourselves then."

"Nope!" Eros called quickly, sitting up straight. "You helped me. That means you’re staying for lunch. My servants can cook. Real food. Delicious. Sexy. Possibly enchanted. But safe!"

Lux glanced over his shoulder. "I don’t need lunch."

"I do," Lullaby mumbled immediately.

"It’s afternoon already," Sira added with a stretch, cracking her back.

Ely blinked and nodded. "I’m... kinda hungry."

Lux turned to face them.

He opened his mouth to counter.

But before he could speak...

His stomach betrayed him.

Loud.

Embarrassingly loud.

-Grrrrroooooowwwwwl.

Everyone froze.

Eros’s grin exploded. "I knew it!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Lux stared at his own stomach like it had stabbed him in the back.

Sira chuckled. "Even the CFO of Hell has to eat."

"I hate this," Lux muttered, rubbing his temples.

"I love this," Eros beamed. "Let’s go. I promise. It’s all safe. The tomatoes aren’t aphrodisiac. The steak doesn’t moan when you cut it. And we only use one magic spice. Just one!"

"One’s still too many," Lux grumbled.

But the girls were already rising.

Sira picked up Lullaby like a sleepy doll and cradled her against her shoulder.

Ely stood and dusted herself off, adjusting her clothes and brushing out her hair. "Do they have bread?"

"Fresh. Baked. Touched by a fire elemental," Eros said proudly. "Infernal edition."

They left the place together and walked toward the door to the Lust sanctuary.

The corridor inside smelled faintly of lavender and incense, with delicate glowing tiles underfoot that warmed with every step. It was less of a hallway and more of a long, seductive runway leading to an extravagant estate’s dining quarters.

Lux walked behind the others, still rubbing his stomach like he was in denial. "I swear I wasn’t hungry."

"You were very hungry," Sira said without turning around.

"It was just air," he insisted.

"It was a protest growl," Ely added.

"A full-blown rebellion," Eros said. "Led by your liver."

"Shut up."

"Can’t. Too sexy for silence."

They turned into a grand archway, and the dining room unfolded like something out of a dreamscape romance novel. Long table. Golden dishes. Cushioned chairs made from stitched leather and enchanted memory foam. Fruit platters. Sizzling roasted meat. Glowing wine jugs. Pastries stacked like erotic monuments.

Eros gestured with both hands. "Welcome to my humble abode!"

"Nothing about this is humble," Lux muttered.

"Eat first. Judge later," Eros said. "You’ve earned it. Hell, you’ve saved my ass twice before. And now you saved my bride."

The table practically glowed with mana-infused decadence. Fruits sparkled. Bread steamed invitingly. Silverware pulsed faintly with warmth. The roasted meat gave off a scent so good Ely nearly moaned.

She leaned closer to Sira and whispered, "How did his servants prepare all this so fast?"