Chisato was very satisfied with the daytime date. Although she didn't have Xiaoxiao all to herself, she never intended to monopolize the boy she liked — especially after the conversation with Senior Yui.
He was obviously a nasty villain, a big devil who played with girls, but he was extremely tolerant of her. Not only did he come to save her, but he also put Senior Yui aside to accompany her on a date.
For Chisato, it didn't matter whether Xiaoxiao was a good person or a bad person. It was enough that he cared about her and loved her.
Presumably Makoto and the others felt the same way.
In addition, she could also see that Senior Yui claimed she didn't like him, but there was absolutely no way she'd let him go... 'Tsk, it seems Xiaoxiao is really in trouble.'
Chisato knew what Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to do. She was considerate and didn't continue to pester her boyfriend after the date. Instead, she temporarily handed him over to Yui-senpai. Today's date also involved Xiaoxiao running off to save her — that was enough to make her happy for a long time.
"Sister Yui, did you have a good time today?"
"Well... very happy."
"What about Mrs. Natsumi?"
"Xiaoxiao, you spent most of your time with that girl. How could you have time to care about me?"
"Ah, is Mrs. Natsumi jealous? If you're unhappy, I can date you alone next time..."
At the Obata house, Yui watched her mother chatting with Xiaoxiao, her expression complicated. As for Mrs. Natsumi, the Yamato Nadeshiko wife had already adjusted after a day.
"I'm an old woman now." Obata Natsumi touched her face with her hands and said quietly, "Dating... isn't suitable for me anymore."
"That's not true." Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and reached out to gently tuck the hair behind her ear. "Mrs. Natsumi isn't old at all. And if you're willing, you can stay young forever~"
Mu Xiaoxiao breathed into Natsumi's ear, the words making her heart pound hard.
"As for dating—" Mu Xiaoxiao hugged her from behind, wrapping his arms around her slender waist and pulling their bodies together. This kind of intimate touch and friction made Obata Natsumi's strength disappear little by little.
"Madam, you haven't dated in years. You need to be young not only in body but also in heart. I'll let Aunt Natsumi experience the truest feeling of love."
"Mu-kun..."
Obata Natsumi muttered to herself unconsciously. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She didn't push him away — not because she was afraid of Mu-kun's power, but because when she was in his arms, her body's sensitive reactions shamed her.
He hadn't done anything, just wrapped his arms around her waist and said a few words, and she was already wet down there.
'How shameful!'
"Do you... do you love me?"
"Of course, madam. You're my woman." Mu Xiaoxiao stood behind her, hugging the beautiful lady. His eyes fell on her slightly flushed white cheeks. His breath made her blush, and her fragrance kept drifting into his nose.
"Surely madam doesn't want to admit it? That would make me sad—"
Obata Natsumi lowered her head slightly, her bright eyes under her bangs almost dripping with moisture. The hand on her belly made her body tingle. His hand rubbed repeatedly, then slowly moved up.
He was about to reach the peak, but instead of grabbing it directly, he circled around the edge. After several passes, the young woman's breathing grew heavy.
Her plump, tender breasts stood up a little, pointing proudly.
This feeling of almost touching but not quite made the tortured Mrs. Natsumi uncomfortable all over.
"Woo, I don't deny it. I — I am Mu-kun's woman." The married wife twisted her waist, her soft waist like a water snake, infinitely enchanting. Mu Xiaoxiao's flame ignited.
"Say it again."
Mu Xiaoxiao lowered his voice.
"I — I am Mu-kun's woman."
"Call me master."
"Master, mm—"
The sense of shame was quickly overwhelmed by pleasure. As soon as the words fell, her upturned breasts fell into the young man's hands. He grabbed and pinched fiercely. Instantly, the satisfaction made her cry out.
When the wife realized and wanted to stop her moaning, it was too late.
Her face burned hot.
Before, she'd called him master because she was hypnotized. But now, the one being teased by Mu-kun was calling him master and admitting she was his woman — her body made so sensitive and delighted by his touch.
However, such a scene was all seen by Yui.
'Am I really that easily forgotten? Forgetting I'm still here, and Mother, you...' Obata Yui's eyes were tangled. She was angry that her mother was so unreserved, and even after recovering, she still wanted to have sex with Mu Xiaoxiao. But was that really the issue? Was she angry? Or was she just plain jealous of her mom?
She didn't know.
Suddenly, their eyes met — mother and daughter locked gazes for a moment. This made Mrs. Natsumi feel even more ashamed, her body trembling violently. "Mu — Mu-kun, wait, Yui's still here..."
The hand that was rubbing her breasts had already slipped inside her clothes, wandering over the woman's silky smooth skin, all the way down her lower abdomen. The wife shivered and suddenly clamped her legs together.
'No, don't — can't —'
"What's the matter? Don't we always do this?" Mu Xiaoxiao extended his tongue to lick her earlobe, then bit it lightly. "Be good, Natsumi. Spread your legs. I'll be gentle~"
'He — he actually called me by my name without honorifics?!'
Mu Xiaoxiao, who had always called her "Mrs.," suddenly used her name in such an ambiguous manner, making the beautiful young woman whimper. This was definitely a violation. In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer. She slowly opened her legs, letting the hand lingering nearby go straight into her vagina.
Her vagina responded to his gentle caress.
The path was unimpeded, smoothly reaching the secret garden. Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of smiles. "Natsumi wants it too. Look, so much water has flowed — even my fingers are soaked."
"Ah — no, don't say it. Don't say such things—"
On one side was Mu-kun, whom she couldn't refuse, and on the other was her daughter not far away. This gave her an unspeakable stimulation. In addition, his finger kept stroking back and forth at her garden door, occasionally slipping inside.
It made her nearly uncontrollable. Her body was almost completely clinging to Mu Xiaoxiao.
"I'm only telling the truth. By the way... Yui-senpai is also there, standing and watching. Aren't you envious?"
"Eh?" The blushing Obata Yui was stunned. The girl stammered stiffly. "I — this — I..."
'What excuse can I find? Otherwise, I'd be with my mother... this kind of thing... Though I've experienced it many times before, that was because I was hypnotized.'
"Mu-kun, just stay with me tonight, okay?" Seeing her daughter about to be pulled in by him, Natsumi hurriedly spoke.
"Madam, wouldn't it be unfair to keep me all to yourself?" Mu Xiaoxiao inserted his fingers completely, feeling the contraction and tightness inside Natsumi. "You might not be able to bear it alone."
"...Occasionally I want to be alone with Mu-kun. Just the two of us." Obata Natsumi tried her best to raise her head, turning to kiss his neck, licking him with her bright red tongue. "I'll try my best to make Mu-kun feel comfortable~"
"Okay." Mu Xiaoxiao didn't force it. Seeing Mrs. Natsumi taking the initiative, he stepped forward and entangled his tongue with hers. "Then let Natsumi have me all to herself for one night."
Watching the two people kissing each other, Obata Yui clutched the corner of her clothes. She didn't feel any relief — instead, the sourness in her heart grew larger and larger.
'What's wrong with me?'