I looked at the elderly woman carefully. From the venom in her words and the context, it was clear — she was Haruna and Yuko's paternal grandmother, the mother of their late father.
The atmosphere in the store had become suffocating. Shoppers were whispering, phones were recording, and Kasumi looked like she was on the verge of breaking down.
I turned to the middle-aged man standing beside the old woman and spoke firmly but calmly, "Please take her away. This is not the place for this kind of scene."
The man's face twisted with anger. He stepped forward aggressively. "Why the hell should I take her away?! Is this mall yours?! Who do you think you are to order us around?!"
The woman beside him (his wife) also chimed in with a sharp, mocking tone, "Exactly! This woman seduced and ruined a good man, then killed him indirectly for his property and company shares. People like her are a disgrace to society! She should be ashamed to even show her face in public!"
Yuko's eyes burned with fury. She stepped in front of her mother protectively. "Shut up! You don't know anything! Oka-san is not like that at all! Stop spreading these disgusting lies!"
Haruna was crying harder now, her voice breaking. "Please stop... You're hurting Oka-san..."
I turned toward Kasumi. Her face was deathly pale, and tears were silently rolling down her cheeks. She looked completely devastated, as if every word was stabbing her in the heart. The elegant, gentle woman who had been smiling brightly just minutes ago had shattered.
I gently took her hand. "Let's get out of here, Oka-san."
I looked back at the old woman and her family with cold eyes. "If you have any real problem or complaint, then file a court case. Don't create a public spectacle like this. We're leaving."
The old woman screamed after us, "Running away again?! Just like you ran away from my son! You heartless witch!"
I ignored her completely and guided Kasumi out of the store, with Yuko and Haruna following closely behind. Haruna was still sobbing quietly while Yuko tried her best to comfort her mother from the other side.
As we walked through the mall toward the parking area, Kasumi remained in a state of shock. Her steps were unsteady. She kept murmuring under her breath, almost in a trance:
Her voice was barely audible, filled with deep pain and guilt. "It wasn't like that... I didn't... kill him..."
Yuko's eyes were also red. "Oka-san, please don't listen to them. They're just bitter and cruel people."
Haruna wiped her tears aggressively. "That old hag! How dare she say those things about Mom?! I wanted to slap her so badly!"
I kept my arm around Kasumi's shoulder, supporting her as we reached the car. I helped her sit in the front passenger seat carefully. She still looked completely out of it, staring blankly ahead with tears continuing to fall silently.
Once everyone was inside the car, I started the engine. The mood inside was heavy. Kasumi's hands were clenched tightly in her lap, her traditional kimono now wrinkled from the tension.
She whispered again, almost to herself, "I... I really loved him back then... Why... why do they still hate me so much...?"
The pain in her voice was heartbreaking. This elegant, strong woman who always tried to appear composed was crumbling right in front of us.
Haruna reached forward from the back seat and hugged her mother from behind. "Oka-san... please don't cry. We love you. That's all that matters."
Yuko nodded, tears in her own eyes. "She's right, Mom. You did nothing wrong."
I drove silently for a moment before speaking gently, "Oka-san... you don't have to carry this burden alone anymore. We're here with you."
Kasumi didn't respond. She simply leaned her head against the car window, silent tears continuing to flow down her elegant face as painful memories flooded back. The lively, graceful woman who had been smiling and laughing just hours ago had completely shut down.
The joyful family shopping trip had turned into an emotional nightmare in mere minutes.
Instead of driving home, I turned the car toward a peaceful lakeside camping site outside the city. Haruna and Yuko exchanged worried glances but didn't question me.
They understood their mother needed to get away from everything. Kasumi remained completely unresponsive throughout the drive, staring blankly ahead like a broken doll.
After nearly an hour, we arrived at the beautiful camping ground. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the lake. I registered for a private spot, rented two tents, sleeping bags, and cooking equipment. Yuko and Haruna helped me unload everything while Kasumi stayed seated in the car.
We chose a scenic location right beside the lake. While I set up the two tents, Yuko and Haruna gathered firewood and prepared the portable stove.
Kasumi sat quietly at first, but when she saw her daughters working hard, she slowly stood up, wiped her tears, and joined them in preparing dinner.
She made juicy steaks, grilled vegetables, sausages, and even toasted some marshmallows. The familiar act of cooking seemed to ground her slightly. When the food was ready, we sat around the warm campfire.
However, Kasumi only stared at her plate, untouched.
"I don't have any appetite..." she whispered, her voice empty.
I moved closer and sat right beside her. I cut a small, tender piece of steak, blew on it gently to cool it, and brought the fork close to her lips.
"Oka-san... open your mouth."
Kasumi shook her head slowly, fresh tears slipping down her cheeks. "Jack... I really can't eat right now. Please don't trouble yourself."
I smiled softly and gently wiped the tears from her left cheek with my thumb. "Just one bite. For me. You've always taken care of us. Let me take care of you tonight."
She hesitated for a long moment, but eventually parted her lips. I carefully fed her the piece of steak. Kasumi chewed slowly, her tears still falling silently.
I wiped her right cheek this time, my touch tender. "That's it... Good girl. Another one?"
Kasumi's lips trembled. "Why are you being so kind to me...? After what that woman said... after everything you heard today... You should be disgusted with me..."
I cut another piece, added a bit of grilled vegetables, and brought it to her mouth. "I'm not disgusted at all. I know the kind of woman you are — strong, selfless, and loving. You protected your daughters when you had to. That's not something to be ashamed of."
As she accepted the bite, more tears dripped down. I gently wiped them away with my fingers, stroking her cheek lovingly.
Haruna watched with misty eyes. "Oka-san... please eat more. Jack is right. We love you so much."
Yuko nodded, sitting on Kasumi's other side. "Mom, you've carried this pain alone for too long. Let us share it with you."
I continued feeding her patiently, one small bite at a time. Every time a tear fell, I wiped it away tenderly. "You're doing great, Oka-san. Just a little more."
Kasumi's voice cracked as she swallowed. "That woman... she was my ex-husband's mother. She never liked me. Even back then, she blamed me for everything. When I left him... when he started drinking and passed away in an accident... she put all the blame on me. She said I killed him... that I destroyed their family..."
Another tear rolled down. I wiped it softly and fed her a piece of sausage. "And yet you still raised two wonderful daughters all by yourself. You built a successful company. You became an incredible mother. That old woman's words don't define you."
Kasumi looked at me with trembling, tear-filled eyes as I brought another bite to her lips. She accepted it, chewing slowly while more tears fell.
"You're too kind, Jack..." she whispered. "Even after hearing all those horrible accusations, you still look at me the same way. Why...?"
I wiped both her cheeks gently with my thumbs and smiled. "Because I see the real you. Not the person that the bitter old woman wants everyone to see. Open up again."
She obeyed, letting me feed her another bite. Her tears kept falling, but she was slowly eating more.
Haruna sniffled. "Mom... we never blamed you. Not even once. You were always our hero."
Yuko leaned her head on Kasumi's shoulder. "That's right. Thank you for protecting us back then."
Kasumi's shoulders shook as she tried to hold back more sobs. I continued feeding her lovingly — wiping her tears, offering her water between bites, and speaking soft, comforting words.
"You don't have to be strong all the time, Oka-san," I murmured, brushing her hair behind her ear. "Not with us. Cry if you need to. We're right here."
Kasumi finally broke down a little more, leaning against me as I fed her the last few bites. "Thank you... Jack... Haruna... Yuko... I'm sorry for ruining today's outing..."
"You didn't ruin anything," I said softly, wiping yet another tear. "We're making new, better memories right now."
The crackling campfire, the gentle lapping of the lake waves, and the vast starry sky above created a warm, healing atmosphere around our small camp. Kasumi was still hurting deeply, but with every bite I fed her and every tear I gently wiped away, she felt a little less alone in her pain.
After dinner, the night grew colder. Kasumi was still wearing her traditional kimono. I took off my warm jacket and gently draped it over her shoulders, wrapping it carefully around her body.
Haruna grinned playfully as she helped clean up. "Hehe~ Yuko, come sleep with me tonight. Oka-san has her dear son-in-law to take care of her now. Look how spoiled she's getting~"
Kasumi gave a small, tired smile. She reached out and took my hand, squeezing it softly as she looked at Haruna with warm, grateful eyes.
"Yeah... Jack really has become a true son of our family. Thank you, Haruna... for bringing him into our lives. I'm very grateful."
Yuko smiled softly, her eyes slightly misty. "Yeah. Haruna made an excellent choice. Jack takes care of all of us so well."
Yuko then playfully pulled a teasing Haruna toward the other tent. "Come on, let's give them some space. Goodnight, Mom. Goodnight, Jack."
Once the girls had gone into their tent, I looked at Kasumi tenderly. "Let's go inside. It's going to get really cold out here."
Kasumi nodded quietly. We entered our tent, where a large, comfortable futon had been laid out. She lay down first.
I lay down beside her and extended my arm, gently pulling her head to rest on it. My other hand moved slowly, caressing her long, silky hair with soothing strokes, then gently tracing her cheek and jawline with my fingertips.
"Let me spoil my Oka-san tonight," I whispered lovingly.
Kasumi hummed softly in response, a small sound of comfort, but her eyes still carried deep sadness. She stared at the ceiling of the tent, lost in painful memories.
I continued gently caressing her — my fingers running through her hair, massaging her scalp lightly, then moving down to stroke her back in slow, comforting circles. I pulled her closer into my embrace, wrapping my arm around her waist and holding her protectively against my chest.
"Do you know, Oka-san... why those people accused you so viciously today?" I asked softly while still stroking her hair.
Kasumi sighed weakly, leaning deeper into my hug. "It's understandable... Her son is gone. A mother's grief can easily turn into hatred. I don't blame her completely."
I placed a finger gently on her soft lips and shook my head. "No. You're wrong. She doesn't truly care about her son's death anymore."
Kasumi looked up at me with confusion. I pulled out my phone, asked SERA for information, and showed her the screen after gathering the details.
"How can this be...?" she whispered, eyes widening.
I held her tighter, one hand gently rubbing her back while the other caressed her cheek. "After your husband passed away, the family property and shares should have gone to his younger brother, Jieriko."
"But because you were still legally his wife, everything went to you. You turned that company into a success. Meanwhile, Jieriko and his wife Noriko mortgaged their mother's house, took huge loans for a failing business, and are now drowning in debt."
Kasumi's eyes filled with fresh tears. I immediately leaned in and wiped them away tenderly with my thumb, then kissed her forehead softly.
"So... all of this was because of money?" she asked, voice trembling.
"Yes," I said gently, continuing to stroke her hair and hold her close. "They're jealous of you, Oka-san. You took what they thought was theirs, made it prosper, raised two wonderful daughters, and found happiness again. At the same time, they're struggling and will likely sink deeper into debt. That's why they attacked you so cruelly."
I pulled her even tighter into my arms, hugging her protectively as I caressed her back and shoulders. "So from now on, never blame yourself again. You are an incredible woman... and the best mother those girls could ever ask for."
Kasumi shook her head, more tears slipping down despite my constant gentle wiping. "No... I'm not a good mother. I left Yuko when she needed me most. I hurt her so badly... And I'm not as great as you say. Tomiko is the one who manages everything so perfectly. She's much stronger than me..."
Her voice broke as she cried quietly. I hugged her even more tightly, pressing her against my chest while my hand kept stroking her hair and back in slow, soothing motions.
"Shhh... That's not true at all," I whispered lovingly, kissing the top of her head. "You were fighting to survive and protect your children in impossible circumstances. The fact that both Haruna and Yuko love you so deeply proves what an amazing mother you are."
I continued caressing her face, wiping every tear that fell, and gently rocking her in my arms. "You don't need to compare yourself to Tomiko. You are both wonderful in your own ways. Right now, you're the one who needs to be protected and spoiled."
Kasumi buried her face deeper into my chest, her tears soaking into my shirt as she cried. I held her securely, one arm wrapped firmly around her waist while my other hand kept gently caressing her hair, neck, and back.
"Thank you, Jack..." she whispered between soft sobs. "For not judging me... for believing in me... for feeding me like a child earlier... and for holding me like this. I feel so pathetic, but... I also feel so warm and safe."
I kissed her forehead again, then her damp cheeks, wiping away the last of her tears. "You're not pathetic. You're human. And you're allowed to be weak sometimes — especially with me."
Kasumi looked up at me with glistening, vulnerable eyes, her face inches from mine inside the quiet, warm tent. My hand never stopped gently caressing her cheek and hair as I held her close.
The peaceful sound of the lake waves and distant night insects surrounded us, making this deeply intimate and healing moment even more special.
Kasumi was lying pressed against me, her soft, full breasts gently pressing into my chest through the thin fabric of her kimono.
I could clearly smell her — a delicate, feminine scent of cherry blossoms and warm skin that was uniquely hers. My arm remained wrapped securely around her waist, holding her close as my fingers continued to gently caress her back and hair in slow, soothing strokes.
Kasumi stayed silent for a long moment, then asked in a low, hesitant voice:
"Jack... tell Oka-san the truth. Do you like Yuko?"
I was genuinely surprised by the sudden question. I hadn't expected Kasumi to ask something so direct in this vulnerable moment.
Kasumi lifted her head slightly and stared straight into my eyes, her gaze unwavering. "Don't lie to me."
I looked at her honestly and nodded. "Yeah... I love Yuko."
Kasumi's eyes trembled. She continued softly, "Then... Haruna?"
"I love her too," I answered without hesitation. "I genuinely love both of them."
Kasumi stared at me for a few seconds, processing my words. Tears began to well up in her eyes again.
"I know..." she whispered. "I know you're good to Haruna... and even to Yuko. And I know my daughters best. The way Yuko looks at you... I already knew deep down."
Fresh tears slipped down her cheeks. I immediately reached up and gently wiped them away with my thumb, still holding her close.
"Oka-san... aren't you angry at me?" I asked softly, my hand continuing to caress her face.
Kasumi shook her head slowly. "No... I'm not angry. I know my daughters. I trust Yuko... and I trust you."
I activated Telepathy and clearly heard her inner thoughts:
[After what Yuko went through... I was so afraid she would never trust a man again. But knowing she worked as a killer under her Master Akane... she became so strong. I should thank her, Master Akane, one day... maybe even apologize to her. When Yuko needed me the most, it was Akane who was there for her... protecting her...]
Kasumi's tears continued to fall. I wiped them away tenderly, stroking her cheek and hair with deep affection.
"Why are you crying, Oka-san? Don't cry..." I whispered. "I promise I will take care of them. I will love them well, never hurt them, and never betray them."
Kasumi shook her head again, more tears dripping onto my chest. "No... I just thought of something bad..."
Her inner thoughts continued flowing into my mind:
[Does Jack know that Yuko worked as an assassin? If he knew the truth about her past... would he still look at her the same way? I'm so afraid...]
I let out a quiet sigh, still gently caressing her back and holding her tightly against me. My fingers traced slow, comforting patterns along her spine as I pulled her even closer, her soft body molding perfectly against mine.
Kasumi remained silent for a long moment, then asked in a low, hesitant voice:
"Jack... does Haruna know? About your feelings for Yuko?"
I nodded gently, my hand never stopping its tender caresses through her long, silky hair. "Yes. Actually... this whole situation was Haruna's idea."
Kasumi's eyes widened in genuine shock. She lifted her head from my chest, staring at me with surprise. "What...? Haruna's idea?"
"Yeah," I said softly, still stroking her back and waist. "I still remember everything so clearly. I first met Haruna through Hannah — my Aunt Julie's daughter — when I went to Germany. Haruna was Hannah's best friend. One day, after a trip, I offered to drop Haruna off at home. That was the first time I met Sister Yuko."
I pulled Kasumi even closer, hugging her tightly as I continued. "At the beginning, Haruna thought her best friend Hannah liked me, so she started distancing herself from me. It wasn't until I confessed my true feelings — that I liked her, not Hannah — that we finally got together."
Kasumi listened quietly, her body still pressed warmly against mine. "And then...?"
"But you don't know, Oka-san... Sister Yuko was really scary back then," I said with a small chuckle, gently rubbing her lower back. "The first time we properly spoke, she threatened me directly. She said if I ever hurt Haruna, she would kill me without hesitation. She was so cold and intimidating."
Kasumi let out a soft, surprised chuckle. "Pffff... That sounds exactly like my Yuko. She's always been extremely protective of her little sister."
I smiled and hugged her tighter, my fingers tracing slow circles along her spine. "Then, as I spent more time with Haruna, I naturally started spending time with Yuko too. Oka-san, do you still remember that video call we had? That day when Sister Yuko and I were cooking together... and she accidentally cut her finger?"
Kasumi nodded slowly against my chest. "Yes... I remember."
"That day... I fell in love with Sister Yuko," I confessed softly, still gently caressing her cheek and hair.
"Even though she's strong and stubborn on the outside, I saw how gentle, kind, and loving she really is deep down. The way she tried to hide her pain, the way she smiled faintly when she thought no one was looking... I couldn't help it."
I paused, kissing the top of Kasumi's head tenderly before continuing. "I don't know everything that happened to her in the past... but I know I love her. And I will do anything to love and protect her."
Kasumi's eyes filled with fresh tears. They slowly dripped down her cheeks as she looked up at me.
I wiped them away gently with my thumb. "Haruna also noticed how her sister was changing. Even though Yuko kept making excuses to distance herself from me and push me away... Haruna saw the truth."
"She saw how Yuko started smiling and laughing more whenever we were all together. So one day, Haruna came to me privately and asked me to take care of her sister... to love her too."
Kasumi's tears fell faster. She buried her face back into my chest, her voice thick with emotion. "This silly girl... Who in the world shares her boyfriend with her own older sister...? Haruna... my sweet, reckless daughter..."
I held her even tighter, wrapping both arms around her protectively while continuing to stroke her hair and rub her back in slow, comforting motions. "Haruna loves Yuko very much. She saw her sister suffering alone and wanted her to be happy too. That's why she made that decision."
Kasumi's shoulders shook slightly as she cried quietly against me. "She's always been like that... putting others before herself. Even when she was little, she would give her toys to Yuko if Yuko looked sad. But this... this is too much. Sharing the person she loves... I don't know whether to scold her or hug her."
I kissed her forehead softly and wiped her tears again. "You raised both of them to be incredibly kind-hearted. That's something to be proud of, Oka-san."
Kasumi looked up at me with glistening eyes, her face inches from mine. "Jack... are you really sure about this? Loving two sisters at the same time... It won't be easy. There will be jealousy, misunderstandings, and pain."
I caressed her cheek lovingly and hugged her closer. "I know it won't be easy. But I'm willing to work hard for both of them. I don't want to lose either one."
Kasumi stayed silent for a while, simply letting me hold and caress her. Her soft body remained pressed warmly against mine inside the quiet tent. After some time, she whispered almost inaudibly:
"Jack... thank you for telling me the truth. I was so worried... but hearing it from you like this... I feel a little more at ease. Just promise me one thing."
"Anything," I said, still gently stroking her hair.
"Never make them cry. Especially Yuko. She's been through more than you know."
"I promise," I whispered, pulling her into an even tighter embrace and kissing the top of her head. "I will protect both of their hearts."
Kasumi nodded weakly against my chest, her tears finally slowing as she melted deeper into my warm, protective hug. Her arms wrapped around me tighter, pulling herself flush against my body as if seeking solace in my warmth.
As she pressed closer, her traditional kimono — already loosened from the day's events and her emotional movements — slipped further open. The soft silk fabric parted smoothly, the overlapping layers sliding apart to reveal the generous swell of her full, heavy breasts.
The elegant black lace bra she wore underneath struggled to contain them, the delicate fabric barely covering her ample cleavage. Her breasts, soft and warm, molded perfectly against my chest, the thin material of her bra doing little to hide the hardness of her nipples, which had stiffened from the cool night air and the intimate contact.
The sensation was overwhelming. Her plush, mature breasts squished warmly against me with every breath she took. The heat of her body, combined with her delicate feminine scent — a mix of cherry blossom, light sweat, and her natural womanly aroma — sent a rush of blood straight to my groin.
My cock responded instantly. It twitched, swelled rapidly, and hardened into a thick, throbbing erection. Within seconds, it was rock-hard, pressing insistently against Kasumi's lower belly and the soft flesh of her upper thigh.
The heat and rigid length of my shaft poked firmly into her through my pants, the sheer size and hardness making the contact unmistakably obvious.
Kasumi froze completely.
Her breathing hitched sharply as she felt the thick, burning heat of my cock pressing against her body. She could feel every inch of its hardness — the way it pulsed and throbbed with need right against her soft skin. A violent blush exploded across her face, turning her cheeks, ears, and neck a deep crimson.
"J-Jack..." she whispered breathlessly, her voice trembling with embarrassment and something else.
She didn't pull away. Instead, her body gave a tiny, involuntary shiver as my erection continued pressing hotly into her. Her full breasts heaved against my chest with her quickened breathing, the black lace bra straining even more, giving me an even clearer view of her deep, inviting cleavage.
After a long moment of stunned silence, she turned her face away shyly, unable to meet my eyes. Her voice came out soft, shaky, and filled with flustered arousal.
"Let's... let's sleep now. We have to wake up early in the morning..."
Despite her words, she remained pressed tightly against me. Her soft, heavy tits continued squishing warmly into my chest, and her thigh subtly shifted, accidentally rubbing against the thick length of my hardened cock. The movement made my erection twitch strongly against her, causing her to bite her lip hard.
I could feel the heat radiating from between her legs as she squeezed her thighs together instinctively.
I gently caressed her back, my hand sliding slowly down her spine, tracing the curve of her waist. "Oka-san... are you uncomfortable?" I asked in a low, husky voice.
I pretended to be embarrassed, my voice shaky. "Oka-san... I... I'm sorry... I can't control it... I just..."
Kasumi turned her face back toward me. Her cheeks were burning a deep, beautiful crimson. She quickly placed a trembling finger on my lips, silencing me gently.
"Don't say anything..." she whispered, her voice breathy and soft. "I know it's not your fault..."
Her black-lace-covered breasts heaved with her quickened breathing, pressing and rubbing softly against my chest with every inhale. The heat from her body was intoxicating.
I shifted slightly, pretending to be ashamed. "I'll... go outside to get some air..."
As I sat up, deliberately turning my back to her to "hide" my obvious erection, Kasumi quickly reached out and grabbed my hand.
"It's night... where are you going?" she asked, her voice gentle but slightly husky. "It's cold outside... Just sleep here."
Before I could move further, Kasumi pulled me back down onto the futon with surprising strength. I turned onto my side, keeping my back facing her as I continued the embarrassed act.
"Oka-san... I don't know why this keeps happening..." I whispered, voice laced with fake shame. "First in the toilet... and now, as long as I'm with you... I..."
Kasumi's breath hitched sharply. Her body tensed behind me. Through Telepathy, I heard her wild, chaotic thoughts:
[Is he telling me... that he gets this hard because of me...? Me...? What should I do...? My own son-in-law... getting so excited just from holding me...]
The tent fell into heavy silence. I could hear only her rapid, shallow breathing behind me — warm and unsteady. After nearly a minute, I spoke again, my voice low and apologetic.
"I'm sorry, Oka-san... I don't know what's wrong with me..."
Kasumi stayed quiet for a few moments, then finally whispered, her voice soft and soothing, yet slightly trembling:
"Don't think too much... There is nothing wrong with you. It's just a normal reaction... I won't blame you."
I slowly turned around to face her again. Our faces were now inches apart. I looked into her eyes and asked softly, "Really...?"
Kasumi nodded with a gentle, understanding smile, though her cheeks were still deeply flushed. "It means my son-in-law is in very good health... And that my daughters will be happy and satisfied. There is nothing to be ashamed of in front of your Oka-san..."
As she spoke, her loosened kimono had slipped even further, revealing more of her black lace bra and the deep, inviting valley between her soft, heavy breasts. Her nipples were visibly stiff, poking prominently against the delicate fabric. Her breathing was still slightly uneven, causing her chest to rise and fall sensually.
I could feel the heat radiating from her body. My rock-hard cock remained throbbing between us, the thick head now pressing lightly against her inner thigh through the thin layers of clothing. Kasumi's eyes flicked downward for a brief moment before she quickly looked back up at my face, biting her lower lip.
She reached out hesitantly and placed her hand on my chest, her fingers trembling slightly. "Just... sleep like this. Don't worry about it. Oka-san doesn't mind..."
Her voice was barely above a whisper, filled with a complex mix of maternal tenderness and hidden feminine awareness of the thick, hard cock pressed against her body.
Suddenly, a phone rang, shattering the charged silence. It was Kasumi's phone. She flinched, clearly flustered, and reached over to the pillow to grab it.
As she stretched, her already loosened kimono slipped even further open, fully exposing the upper half of her heavy, creamy breasts barely contained by the elegant black lace bra. Her stiff nipples were clearly visible, poking against the thin fabric.
My rock-hard cock twitched violently against her soft thigh at the sight.
Kasumi quickly answered, trying to sound normal, though her voice came out slightly breathless.
"Hello, Tomiko..."
Because we were pressed so tightly together, I could hear Tomiko's voice clearly on the other end.
"Sister~ Where have you run off to with my niece and my precious son-in-law?" Tomiko asked in a playfully dramatic tone.
Kasumi's eyes darted to me nervously. Her cheeks were burning as she replied, "Jack took us camping..."
Tomiko gasped theatrically. "Camping?! Without telling me?! Looks like I have to teach Jack a lesson. He forgot about his Oba-san and went out having fun alone. Hmph! Sister, now you have your son-in-law all to yourself. Even you've forgotten about your poor, lonely sister. I'm so sad~."
Kasumi tried to stay composed, though her body was still glued to mine, my thick erection pressing hotly between her thighs. "What are you dawdling like a child for? It's just... Haruna and the others took me shopping earlier... then we unfortunately ran into that woman..."
Tomiko's tone instantly shifted to concern. "What woman?"
Kasumi sighed. "My ex-mother-in-law..."
Tomiko's voice turned sharp with worry. "Sister, are you okay? Don't listen to a single word that crazy old hag says. She has completely lost her mind. Are you hurt? Did she say something horrible again?"
Kasumi's voice softened. "I'm fine now... Jack brought us here to cheer me up. When we come back, I'll ask him to take you camping too. Happy now?"
Tomiko let out a cute huff. "Hmph. He calls me Oba-san so sweetly, but didn't even invite me? Let's see how I deal with that naughty boy. Sister, you can't save him this time~."
Then Tomiko's voice dropped into a low, mischievous whisper. "By the way, sister... you're at a camping site, right? It's dark and romantic... Where are Haruna and Jack right now? They must be doing something very shameless inside their tent, no?"
Kasumi's entire body jolted against me. My thick, rock-hard cock throbbed strongly against her inner thigh the moment Tomiko's teasing words reached her ears. Kasumi instinctively pressed her soft, warm thighs tighter together, squeezing my rigid erection firmly between them. The heat from her core was unmistakable.
"Tomiko...! What nonsense are you saying?!" Kasumi scolded, her voice shaky and filled with embarrassment. "He's Haruna's boyfriend. What's wrong with that?"
Tomiko let out a soft, mischievous laugh on the other end.
"I was just kidding, sister~" Tomiko said playfully, though her tone still carried a hint of teasing.
Tomiko's warm voice came through clearly:
"Sister... We are truly blessed to have someone as good as Jack in our family. In this world, who really cares about anyone anymore? But Jack... he's so good to Haruna, and even to us. He treats us like a real family. And look at Yuko — she has become so lively and happy around him. It's like she's finally smiling again."
Kasumi hummed softly in agreement, her voice a little husky. "Hmm... yes, he really is a good child."
Even as she spoke, her soft, warm thighs remained clamped tightly around my rock-hard cock, squeezing the thick, throbbing cock between them. Every small movement caused her full breasts to rub sensually against my chest, her stiff nipples dragging across me through the black lace.
Kasumi continued, trying to keep her voice steady, "Tomiko, we will be back in the morning. Don't worry... Have you had dinner?"
Tomiko replied casually, "I was going to have dinner after washing up..."
Kasumi then asked, "Tomiko, is everything okay at the company now?"
"Everything is better than okay," Tomiko said happily. "All the people Jack hired are even better than before. And after Daiki's news became public, our company's image has improved so much. Business is doing better and better every day."
Kasumi smiled softly. "That's good... that's really good..."
Suddenly —
"KYAAAAA—!!"
A loud, terrified scream echoed from the next tent. It was Yuko's voice.
Tomiko's tone instantly changed. "What was that?! It sounded like Yuko!"
Kasumi's eyes widened in alarm. I sat up quickly, my hard cock still tenting my pants obviously.
"Oka-san, I'll go take a look," I said urgently.
Kasumi nodded, still flustered. "Tomiko, I'll call you back." She quickly hung up the phone and placed it aside.
I stood up, my erection still clearly visible. Kasumi's eyes flicked downward for a brief second before she looked away, blushing furiously.
"Jack... be careful," she whispered.
I nodded. "Oka-san, you stay here. Don't come out. I'll go and see what happened."
I quickly unzipped the tent and ran barefoot toward the other tent. The night air was cool against my skin. I reached Yuko and Haruna's tent and immediately pulled open the zipper.
Inside, I saw Haruna and Yuko huddled together, both looking terrified. Haruna was clutching Yuko's arm tightly, her face pale, while Yuko was breathing heavily, eyes wide with fear.
"What happened?!" I asked urgently, scanning the tent for any threat.
Haruna looked up at me with teary eyes. "Jack...! There was... There was something outside the tent! It sounded big... and it was moving around our tent!"
Yuko nodded, still shaken. "It stepped on some dry leaves... then it made a low growling sound. I got scared and screamed..."
I moved closer and pulled both of them into a protective embrace. "It's okay. I'm here now. Stay calm."
Kasumi's worried voice came from behind me. Despite my warning, she had stepped out of our tent, still wrapped in my jacket. Her kimono was slightly disheveled — the front loosely open, revealing the deep valley of her cleavage and the black lace bra underneath. Her hair was a little messy, and her cheeks still carried a faint blush from our earlier intimate moment.
"Haruna! Yuko! Are you both okay?!" she called out anxiously, rushing toward their tent.
I frowned slightly. Our tents are right next to each other... How come I didn't hear anything strange before Yuko's scream?
I wanted to go outside and investigate, but Kasumi quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me back inside the girls' tent with surprising strength.
"Don't go..." she said urgently, her voice trembling with concern. "It's too dark now. Who knows what that was? It could be a wild animal... or something dangerous. Please, Jack... stay here with us."
Yuko nodded quickly, still looking shaken. "Yes, Jack... don't go outside. It sounded big... Please stay." But I noticed Yuko was keeping her hand behind her back, and I used Telekenesis to sense she was holding a knife behind her back, ready to attack in case of any danger.
Haruna, who knew about my abilities, didn't panic as much as the others. She simply looked at me with trusting eyes and said softly, "Yeah... Jack. Stay with us."
I looked at all three of them — their worried faces — and nodded reassuringly. I gently squeezed Kasumi's hand.
"Okay... Okay. We'll all stay here together. Just to be safe. I'm not going anywhere."
Kasumi finally relaxed a little. She released my hand, though her fingers lingered on my arm for a moment longer, as if reluctant to let go completely. Her loosened kimono shifted again, giving a teasing glimpse of her full breasts and black bra as she moved.
Haruna immediately came over and hugged me tightly, pressing her body against mine. Her arms wrapped around my waist as she buried her face in my chest.
"I was so scared..." she whispered, her voice muffled. "The sound was so close... It felt like something was circling our tent."
I wrapped one arm around Haruna, stroking her back soothingly, while my other hand reached out to gently hold Yuko's hand.
"It's alright now," I said calmly. "I'm here. Nothing will hurt any of you."
Kasumi stood close by, watching us. Even in her worried state, her eyes flicked down briefly to the obvious bulge in my pants — my erection still hadn't fully gone down from our earlier moment. She quickly looked away, biting her lip.
Yuko leaned against my side, her voice soft. "Thank you, Jack... for coming so fast. I feel safer when you're here."
Haruna tightened her hug, her breasts pressing softly into me. "Yeah... My hero."
Kasumi stepped closer and placed her hand on my shoulder, her touch warm. "We should all stay in one tent tonight. Just to be safe. The four of us can fit if we squeeze together."
Her suggestion carried a subtle undertone. Her kimono was still loosely open, and the memory of her soft body and black bra was still fresh in my mind.
I nodded. "That's a good idea. We'll stay close."
Haruna looked up at me with sparkling, trusting eyes, still hugging me tightly. "You'll protect us, right, Jack?"
"Of course," I replied softly, kissing the top of her head tenderly.
Because the tent was small, there wasn't enough space for all four of us to lie down comfortably. We ended up sitting huddled together in a tight circle. I sat with my back against one side of the tent, legs spread slightly. Haruna immediately crawled into my arms, sitting between my legs and leaning her back against my chest.
Kasumi and Yuko sat close on either side of us, their bodies pressed against mine due to the limited space.
Haruna shifted slightly to get more comfortable... and then froze.
My cock was still rock-hard from the earlier intimate moment with Kasumi. The thick, throbbing cock was pressing directly against Haruna's soft ass through my pants.
As she moved, the hard length nestled deeper between her cheeks, poking insistently against her.
Haruna's entire body stiffened. A deep blush exploded across her face, turning her cheeks bright red. She could clearly feel the heat and hardness of my erection rubbing against her rear.
Because her mother and older sister were sitting right there, she didn't dare say anything. She simply bit her lower lip hard, trying to suppress any sound.
I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, holding her securely. My hard cock twitched again, pressing even more firmly between her soft ass cheeks.
Haruna's breathing became shallow and quick. She squirmed subtly in my lap, which only caused my thick erection to slide slowly up and down between her ass. The thin fabric of her clothes did almost nothing to hide the sensation.
Kasumi, sitting to our left, noticed Haruna's flushed face. "Haruna? Are you okay, dear? You look really red..."
Haruna stammered, her voice slightly higher than usual. "I-I'm fine, Mom... It's just... a little warm in here..."
Yuko, sitting on our right, tilted her head. "You do look flustered. Is something wrong?"
Haruna stammered, her voice slightly higher than usual. "I-I'm fine, Mom... It's just... a little warm in here..."
She quickly grabbed a water bottle and took a long sip, trying to hide her flushed face. Even as she drank, her soft, round ass remained firmly pressed against my rock-hard cock.
The thick cock was nestled deeply between her ass cheeks, throbbing with need. Every tiny shift of her hips made my erection slide and grind against her.
Yuko, sitting on our right, tilted her head with concern. "You do look really flustered. Is something wrong? Your face is completely red."
Haruna shook her head quickly, avoiding eye contact. "I'm really fine... Don't worry about me."
Yuko nodded but still looked doubtful. "I don't understand... This place is supposed to be safe for camping. There shouldn't be any dangerous animals around here..."
I thought the same. Registered camping sites in Japan were strictly controlled. That's why something felt very wrong.
I quietly expanded my Telekinesis in a wide radius while using Telepathy to scan the surrounding forest.
That's when I found them.
Eight men, hidden among the trees, are slowly closing in on our campsite. Their thoughts poured into my mind like sewage — dark, violent, and disgustingly filthy:
[Holy shit... jackpot. Look at those three bitches. The one in the kimono has massive tits... bet she's got a fat, juicy pussy too. I'm calling dibs on her first. I love fucking mature sluts. Last month, that rich housewife screamed so loud when I shoved it in her ass...]
[That young one with the tight jeans... fuck, what an ass. I'm gonna make her cry while I pound her. Remember that college girl we caught last summer? We fucked her for six hours straight. She couldn't even walk when we left her... Hehe, this one looks even tighter.]
[The middle one is the prettiest. Look at that body. I bet she's never been properly fucked by real men. I'm gonna choke her while I cum inside. Last time we did that to the office lady, she passed out with my cock still inside her...]
[Network jammer is fully active. No signal. Phones are useless. They're completely trapped.]
[We take the money and valuables first. Then we play. Three high-class cunts for eight of us... We're gonna ruin them tonight. Especially that kimono bitch — I want to see her covered in cum, begging for mercy.]
[Make sure to tie the young guy up good. I love making husbands watch while we rape their women. Last time the guy cried like a bitch while we took turns on his wife...]
[These rich bitches always act so proud... but once we shove our cocks in them, they all turn into brainless sluts. Can't wait to hear them moan.]
My blood boiled with pure rage, but I kept my expression perfectly calm for the girls. I didn't want to scare them more than necessary.
Haruna shifted again in my lap, still trying to act normal, but her soft, plump ass unconsciously ground back against my throbbing cock. The thick, rock-hard cock nestled deeply between her ass cheeks, pulsing with heat.
She let out a tiny, suppressed whimper as she felt it twitch strongly against her, the head pressing right against her most sensitive spot through the thin fabric.
These bastards... I thought darkly. They dare have such filthy thoughts about my women? I'll make them regret even breathing the same air as them.
I glanced at Yuko. Even without saying anything, I knew — if I didn't take action, Yuko would slaughter all eight of them without hesitation. Her eyes had already turned cold and sharp, the assassin side of her awakening.
I kept monitoring the men outside using Telepathy, listening to their vile thoughts:
[It's time... They're all gathered together. Easier to encircle them now. The only real threat is that young man. Once we take him down, the rest will be easy...]
Kasumi suddenly tensed. "I heard something move outside..."
Yuko nodded, her voice low. "Me too... It sounded like footsteps."
They both looked at Haruna and me. Haruna, who knew my true strength, simply nodded calmly, though her cheeks were still flushed from the way my hard cock was pressed between her ass.
I noticed Yuko had already slipped a small knife into her hand, hiding it behind her back. Her entire demeanor had changed — she was ready to kill.
Haruna wasn't panicking at all. She trusted me completely. Instead, she subtly pushed her ass back against my throbbing erection, almost as if seeking comfort in the intimate contact.
Soon, we heard the footsteps getting closer — slow, deliberate, surrounding us. Using Telekinesis, I could sense that all eight men had now completely encircled our tent. They were waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Kasumi's hand gripped my arm tightly, her body trembling slightly. Her loosened kimono had slipped even lower, her full breasts nearly spilling out of the black lace bra as she breathed faster.
"Jack..." she whispered, fear clear in her voice.
I gently stroked Haruna's thigh with one hand while my other arm wrapped protectively around Kasumi's waist, pulling her closer. My rock-hard cock remained trapped between Haruna's soft ass cheeks, still throbbing with a mix of arousal and adrenaline.
"Stay calm," I said quietly, my voice steady and reassuring. "No matter what happens... I won't let anything happen to any of you."
Haruna leaned back against me, her ass grinding slowly and subtly on my erection as she whispered, "I know... I trust you completely."
Yuko's eyes gleamed with cold intent. "If they come in... I'll handle them."
Kasumi looked between all of us, her maternal instincts clashing with fear. "Please... everyone stay safe. I can't lose any of you..."
The footsteps outside grew louder. The men were closing in. Their filthy thoughts continued flooding my mind:
[Get ready... On my signal, we rush them. Tie the man first. Then we get to play with the women. I want the kimono one on all fours like a bitch...]
The tension inside the small tent was sky-high — a dangerous mix of fear, protectiveness, and the lingering erotic heat between Haruna and me.
I held all three women close, my body tense and ready for whatever came next.
Yuko suddenly yelled in anger, her voice sharp and cold. "Who is there?!"
A burst of mocking laughter echoed from the darkness outside the tent.
"This bitch wants to know who we are? Why don't you come out here and see for yourself, slut!" one of the men shouted back, his voice dripping with arrogance.
Yuko's eyes flashed with killing intent. She immediately reached for the tent zipper, ready to storm out. I quickly grabbed her wrist, holding her back firmly. I looked deep into her eyes, my voice low but commanding.
"Sister Yuko... you stay here with Haruna and Oka-san. I'll go out and see."
Kasumi instantly grabbed my other hand, her grip tight with fear. "No... You don't need to go! It's dangerous!" She turned toward Haruna desperately. "Haruna, call the police right now!"
Kasumi even raised her voice and shouted toward the outside, trying to sound brave. "Leave immediately! Whoever you are, we're calling the police!"
Haruna quickly pulled out her phone and tried to call emergency services, but her face paled. "There's... there's no signal..."
Yuko and Kasumi also checked their phones frantically.
"There's really no signal..." Yuko muttered, her expression darkening.
From outside, more cruel laughter erupted.
"Call the police? Hahaha! Go ahead, call them all you want, you stupid bitches!" another man shouted. "Your phones are useless now!"
Yuko's fists clenched in fury. "These bastards..."
I looked at the three women seriously. "You guys stay inside no matter what. Do not come out. Understand?"
Haruna didn't look worried at all. She knew my true power — to her, these men were nothing more than ants. But Kasumi and Yuko were terrified for me. Kasumi held my hand tightly, refusing to let go.
"Don't go... please, Jack..." she begged, her voice shaking.
Yuko's eyes burned with determination. "I'm coming with you."
Before I could stop them, we heard heavy footsteps approaching. A man's voice came from just outside the tent, only a few feet away.
"Are you coming out... or should we come in and drag you out? Hahaha!"
I sighed. "I'm coming out."
Yuko stubbornly refused to release my hand. "I'm not leaving you. We're going out together."
I wanted to handle this quickly and cleanly — kill them silently and dispose of the bodies. But with Yuko insisting on coming with me, I knew I might have to reveal more of my abilities tonight.
Yuko didn't wait. She took my hand firmly, unzipped the tent, and stepped out with me. We stood together in the cool night air.
Eight men had completely surrounded our tent in a wide circle. The leader — a tall, ugly man with a scar on his cheek — stood only two steps away. His eyes first scanned Yuko's body with clear lust, then moved past her and locked onto Kasumi, who was still visible inside the half-open tent.
His tongue darted out, licking his lips greedily.
"Fuck... I want that one first," he said loudly to his friends, pointing directly at Kasumi. "Look at those massive tits in that fancy kimono. Bet she's got a loose, experienced pussy. I'm gonna fuck her so hard she'll be crying for mercy."
Another man laughed vulgarly. "I want the youngest one. That tight little ass in jeans... I'm gonna stretch her out until she can't walk. Remember that university girl we caught last month? We fucked her asshole so raw she was bleeding. This one looks even better."
A third man grinned obscenely. "I call the middle one. That pretty face and slim waist. I'm gonna choke her while I cum down her throat. Last time we did that to the office lady, she passed out with my dick still in her mouth. These rich bitches always act so high and mighty until we break them."
The leader laughed again. "Three high-class cunts for eight of us. Tonight's gonna be legendary. We fuck them one by one, then all together. Make the man watch while we ruin his women. I love hearing them beg."
Yuko's eyes filled with pure murderous rage. She quickly turned and zipped the tent closed, shielding her mother and sister from their filthy gazes.
I stepped forward, my voice cold. "What do you guys want?"
The leader smirked. "Don't be in such a hurry, pretty boy. You don't need to give us anything... We'll take it all. Money, valuables... and especially those three sluts. Hahaha! I never expected to get this lucky tonight. Three beautiful women in one tent? Jackpot!"
Another man added with a disgusting grin, "Especially that kimono bitch. Look at those fat tits and that elegant face. I bet she's never been properly gangbanged before. I'm gonna fill her up until cum is leaking out of her pussy, ass, and mouth. Turn that classy lady into a sloppy cumdump."
The men laughed loudly, their crude voices echoing through the dark forest. Their eyes were filled with cruel, animalistic hunger as they stared at the tent like predators circling prey.
The situation had become extremely dangerous.
The leader, a tall, scarred man with a twisted smile, stepped closer to Yuko, his gaze roaming over her body lewdly. "This one looks feisty. I like it when they fight back. Makes breaking them more fun."
I noticed Yuko's eyes turning blood-red with pure rage. Her killing intent was surging. Before she could explode, I quickly stepped forward and pulled her behind me, shielding her with my body.
I looked at their leader and smiled — a cold, dangerous smile that didn't reach my eyes.
The leader smirked back. "Look at this bastard smiling. He must be a pervert who enjoys getting cuckolded. Bet he gets hard watching us fuck his women."
Yuko's anger exploded. She moved like lightning from behind me and delivered a powerful kick straight into the leader's chest, sending him flying backward onto the ground with a heavy thud.
"Ugh—!" The leader spat on the ground, wiping blood from his lip as he glared at Yuko with murderous fury. "You fucking whore... I changed my mind. I want this violent bitch first. Tie that boy up properly! Then we'll take turns breaking all three of them. Start with the kimono slut — I want to see her crying while we stretch her holes."
The other men laughed viciously, slowly closing in.
One of them licked his lips. "I want the youngest one. That tight little body... I'm gonna fuck her so hard she'll be limping for weeks. Last time we caught that rich girl, we made her squirt all over herself while her boyfriend cried."
Another added, "I call the middle one. That pretty face is perfect for choking. I'm gonna cum down her throat until she passes out. These high-class bitches always act so superior until they're choking on dick."
The leader stood up slowly, cracking his neck. "Enough talking. Grab them. Money first, then we spend the whole night ruining these three sluts. Especially that kimono one — I bet her pussy is still tight despite having kids. We'll fix that tonight."
Yuko was trembling with rage beside me, ready to slaughter them all. Haruna and Kasumi were still inside the tent, but I could hear Kasumi's scared breathing.
I stepped forward calmly, my voice cold and steady.
"You made a big mistake coming here tonight."
The men laughed again, thinking I was just bluffing.
But the real nightmare for them was about to begin.
The eight men had fully committed, their tightening circle turning the serene campsite into a pit of pure malice. Lantern light flickered across their leering faces, highlighting every scar, every rotten tooth, as their filthy comments polluted the night air.
"Bet that tight little Yuko squeals real nice when we stretch her out," one snarled. "Fuck the mother first—Oka-san looks like she's got experience. We'll break her in front of the girls," another laughed.
From inside the tent, Kasumi's voice shook with fear. "Jack... Yuko... please be careful! Don't let them hurt you!"
Yuko stood like a coiled spring, knuckles white, body trembling with suppressed rage.
The leader stepped forward, bat swinging lazily. "Scared now, pretty boy? Don't worry. We'll let you watch every second while we fuck your women senseless. Oka-san, Yuko, Haruna—we'll ruin all three and make you thank us for it."
That was it.
Yuko's eyes ignited with crimson fury. She drew her knife in a blur and drove it straight into the leader's heart with brutal force.
"GAAAAAHHH—!!" The leader's arrogant grin exploded into shock and agony. "AAAGH! MURDER! YOU FUCKING BITCH!! IT HURTS—!!"
Yuko ripped the blade free with a vicious twist, then slashed it across his throat in one savage motion. Arterial blood erupted like a geyser, spraying hot crimson across the dirt and his screaming comrades.
"GLURK—! GAAHHH... HELP... I CAN'T—! AAAGHHH!!" He clutched his ruined neck, choking and gurgling violently, eyes bulging in terror as he staggered and collapsed, legs kicking in the dirt. Blood poured endlessly from the fatal wound.
Yuko's voice tore through the chaos like thunder. "You dared to speak about harming my mother, my sister Haruna, and Jack?! I'll slaughter every last one of you disgusting pigs!"
I immediately wrapped my arms around Yuko, pulling her protectively against me. "Yuko, you don't have to carry this. Let me handle them. These bastards thought they could touch Oka-san... touch you and Haruna... I'll make them suffer ten times worse than anything they imagined."
One thug broke from his shock, face twisted in panic. "KILL THEM! KILL THESE FUCKERS NOW!"
They charged wildly.
I shielded Yuko as one brute tried to flank her with a raised bat. My hand shot out, seizing his throat. I lifted him effortlessly off the ground. His eyes widened in raw horror.
"W-what the—?! LET GO! AAAAAAAGHHH—!!" CRACK.
His neck snapped like dry timber. He let out a final gurgling scream, legs kicking wildly in the air for several long seconds before going limp. I hurled his corpse aside like garbage.
The others skidded to a halt, faces pale with terror.
I grabbed the blood-drenched knife from Yuko, my voice a low, venomous growl filled with pure rage.
"You worthless scum... You thought you could lay your filthy hands on my Oka-san? On my precious Yuko? On sweet Haruna?! I'm going to make every second of your remaining lives a living nightmare! You'll beg for death before I'm done!"
I exploded into motion.
The first man tried to run. I caught him, swinging the knife in wide, deliberate arcs. I chopped his right arm off at the shoulder with a wet thwack.
"AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEE!!! MY ARM!! OH GOD, MY ARM!! IT BURNS—!! PLEASE!!" He screamed hysterically, blood jetting from the stump.
I didn't stop. I hacked off his left arm, then both legs just above the knees, leaving ragged, brutal stumps. I avoided the femoral arteries on purpose so he would bleed slowly and suffer longer.
"GYYYYAAAAAHHH!!! NOOO!! STOP!! I BEG YOU—MERCY!! I'LL NEVER TOUCH THEM!! I SWEAR!! AAAAAAAGHHH—MY LEGS!! PLEASE, DEMON, KILL ME!!"
"You wanted to use these arms to grab Yuko and Haruna, didn't you?!" I roared, voice shaking with fury. "You wanted these legs to chase down Oka-san while she screamed for help?! Feel it! Feel everything you planned for my family!!"
Another man swung his bat desperately. I caught it mid-air, tore it from his grip, and smashed both his kneecaps into powder.
"GGYAAAAAHHH—!! MY KNEES!! I CAN'T—!! PLEASE STOP!! I'M SORRY!! WE WERE WRONG!!" He collapsed, sobbing.
I stomped down repeatedly on his hands, crushing every finger into mangled pulp. "These hands that were going to violate my mother and sisters?! You'll never use them again, you piece of shit!"
Two others had already pissed themselves in terror, dark stains running down their legs. "He's a fucking demon!!" one wailed. "RUN!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!"
They bolted.
I raised my hand. Telekinesis surged outward. Invisible force slammed around the five remaining men, lifting them helplessly into the air. Their limbs flailed uselessly against nothing.
"W-what is this?! I CAN'T MOVE!!" "LET ME DOWN!! PLEASE!! AAAAAHHH!!" "THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!! HE'S A MONSTER!! A GHOST!! SORCERY!! NOOO—!!"
I floated one forward until his face was inches from mine. He was shaking violently, urine dripping from his dangling feet. "P-please... I have kids... let me go... I beg you, devil!!"
My smile was ice-cold. "You used these eyes to stare at my Yuko like she was meat. You imagined stripping Oka-san and Haruna. You laughed about making them scream. Now you'll never look at another woman again."
I slowly plunged the knife into his left eye socket.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! MY EYE!! IT HURTS!! STOP!! AAAAAGHHH—!!" His scream was ear-piercing, his body convulsing in mid-air.
I twisted the blade and scooped the eyeball out with a sickening schlorp. Using telekinesis, I forced the bloody, twitching orb straight into his screaming mouth.
"MMMMMPHHH—!! GLURK—!! NOOO!!" He gagged and choked violently, vomiting blood around the eye as I clamped his jaw shut with my power, forcing him to swallow it. His muffled screams continued, tears and blood streaming down his face.
Several of the floating men passed out from sheer horror, bodies going slack.
I turned to the rest, my voice booming with righteous, enraged fury. "All of you disgusting animals thought about it!"
"Every single one of you fantasized about pinning down my Oka-san and breaking her! About making Yuko and Haruna cry and bleed while you took turns! For even daring to imagine harming my family, I sentence you to true hell!"
I layered Absolute Hypnosis over my telekinesis. Their bodies began marching against their will toward the corpses on the ground.
"Go home to your families," I commanded coldly. "Rape them. Kill them. Eat them. Make them suffer exactly like you planned to make my mother, Yuko, and Haruna suffer."
Their faces twisted in absolute despair. They still had full awareness.
"NO!! PLEASE!! NOT MY WIFE!! NOT MY CHILDREN!! I BEG YOU, DEMON!! HAVE MERCY!! AAAAAAHHH—!!" one screamed, tears pouring as his legs moved on their own.
"I'LL DO ANYTHING!! KILL ME INSTEAD!! DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS!! I'M SORRY!! SO SORRY!!" another howled, snot and vomit mixing on his chin. "MY FAMILY IS INNOCENT!! PLEASE!! I WAS WRONG!! FORGIVE ME!! GYYYAAAAHHH—!!"
I pointed at the three bodies. "First, eat these three bastards completely. Flesh, guts, everything. Then you can go finish your own family."
Sobbing and screaming, their bodies obeyed. They fell upon the corpses, tearing into flesh with teeth and broken fingers while their minds remained fully conscious.
"NOOO!! I CAN'T!! THIS IS DISGUSTING—!! BLAAARGGHH!!" "MOM... FORGIVE ME... I'M EATING A PERSON!! AAAAAAAGHHH!!" "PLEASE STOP THIS!! I'LL DIE!! JUST KILL ME!!"
The wet sounds of ripping meat, crunching bones, and endless broken begging filled the night.
I turned away from the grotesque scene and walked to Yuko. She stood motionless, eyes wide with pure shock and disbelief, but not a single trace of fear. Her gaze shifted from the floating, screaming, forced cannibals back to me.
I pulled her into a tight, protective hug, gently stroking her hair. "Sister Yuko... are you alright? Did any of them hurt you? I'm sorry you had to witness this, but they deserved every scream, every second of agony for even thinking about touching you, Oka-san, or Haruna."
Yuko's voice came out quiet, laced with stunned awe. "Jack... what... what are you? How did you do all of this? The floating... making them eat each other while they scream and beg... that power with the eyes... everything..."
I held her closer, shielding her from the horrific sounds behind us. "I'll explain everything once we're safe with Oka-san and Haruna. For now, know this: No one threatens my family and walks away. I made sure their final moments were filled with the same terror and helplessness they wanted to force on all three of you."
Yuko nodded slowly against my chest, still processing the supernatural brutality, her surprise clear in her wide eyes and slightly trembling hands gripping my shirt. Yet there was no fear—only deep trust mixed with astonishment.
"Let's leave this place," I whispered, guiding her away from the campsite. Behind us, the men's tortured screams and desperate begging continued without end as they devoured their former leader under my unbreakable command.
I kept my arm wrapped protectively around Yuko's shoulders, guiding her through the darkness until the tent came into view again.
I reached the tent, unzipped the flap slowly, and stepped inside with Yuko right behind me. The warm lantern light revealed a scene heavy with emotion.
Kasumi—Oka-san—was sitting on her knees, eyes red and tears still streaming down her beautiful face. Her hands were clasped tightly together as if she had been praying the entire time. Beside her, Haruna sat with a bright, confident smile, completely unfazed.
The moment I entered, Haruna's face lit up like the sun. She sprang forward and jumped straight into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and burying her face in my neck.
"Oka-san! Look! Didn't I tell you Jack would be fine?" Haruna exclaimed happily, squeezing me tighter. "I knew he'd protect us! Jack is the strongest!"
Kasumi let out a deep, shaky sigh of relief. A soft, trembling smile broke through her tears as she rose to her feet and rushed closer. She reached out with both hands, gently touching my face, my shoulders, and my chest, checking for any wounds.
"Jack... you didn't get hurt, right? Are you okay? Please tell me you're not injured..." Her voice was thick with worry. Then her expression shifted as distant screams still faintly reached the tent. "What... what was all that screaming? It sounded so horrible... like someone was being tortured..."
She tried to move toward the tent entrance to look outside, her face filled with concern. Before she could reach the zipper, Yuko stepped in smoothly and pulled it shut with a firm tug.
"Mom, they're all gone," Yuko said calmly, her voice steady despite everything she had just witnessed. "They were afraid of us. The moment they realized they weren't a match, they ran like cowards into the forest. We won't have to worry about them anymore."
Kasumi looked at Yuko in astonishment, blinking a few times before nodding slowly. I quietly extended my telekinesis, gently brushing against her mind to read her surface thoughts:
[Yeah... Yuko is an assassin after all. She can deal with anyone. I was afraid for nothing... Thank goodness they're all safe.]
Kasumi turned back to her daughter, her maternal instincts kicking in fully. "Yuko, are you okay? Let me check you properly." She began running her hands over Yuko's arms, shoulders, and torso, searching for any cuts, bruises, or blood.
Yuko suddenly smirked, a teasing glint appearing in her eyes despite the violence she had unleashed earlier. "Oka-san... now you remember your daughter? It looked like your son-in-law was much more important. You ran to Jack first, checking him so carefully. Am I less important now?"
Kasumi's eyes widened in panic. "No! How can that be?! You all are equally important to me! I love you all the same—Jack, Yuko, Haruna... You're my precious family. I was just so worried about everyone!"
Yuko wasn't done. She crossed her arms, still riding the adrenaline, and glanced at her younger sister with a playful grin. "Oh? I didn't see that, Haruna. Did you see it too? Looks like Jack has completely stolen our Oka-san away from us. She only has eyes for her strong son-in-law these days."
Haruna giggled loudly, still clinging to me like a koala. "Yeah! Oka-san was crying so much for Jack! She forgot about us for a second there!"
Kasumi's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and slight panic. She waved her hands in front of her. "What nonsense are you two talking about?! What 'stolen'?! There's nothing like that! I was worried about Jack because he was outside facing those dangerous men! That's all!"
Yuko continued the teasing, her voice light but with a hint of lingering intensity from the bloodshed. "Mmm, I don't know... You should have seen how fast you ran to hug Jack's arm. Haruna and I might need to fight for your attention now that we have such a reliable man in the family."
I chuckled softly, still holding Haruna securely while reaching out to gently ruffle Yuko's hair. "Alright, that's enough teasing your mother. Oka-san was worried sick about all of us. I'm just glad everyone is safe and together."
Kasumi let out a flustered sigh, covering her face with both hands for a moment. "You children... always teaming up against me. Jack, please don't encourage them."
I moved in a flash—faster than any human eye could follow. My hand gently but firmly pressed against the side of Kasumi's neck, targeting a precise pressure point. Her eyes widened for a split second in surprise.
"Jack—?!"
Before she could react or speak further, her body went limp. I caught her smoothly as she collapsed forward, unconscious but breathing steadily.
Yuko and Haruna both froze in shock.
"Jack...! What are you doing to Oka-san?!" Yuko demanded, eyes wide.
Haruna's voice trembled slightly. "Jack... Oka-san...?"
I held Kasumi's unconscious form carefully in my arms. "It's nothing dangerous. I just don't want her to see what's outside. She doesn't need those images in her head. She's been through enough worry tonight."
Yuko stared at me for a long moment, then sighed and nodded slowly, understanding the deeper reason. Her gaze shifted sharply toward Haruna, a clear intent forming in her eyes to knock her out as well.
Haruna noticed immediately and yelped, quickly ducking behind me for protection. "Don't, Sister Yuko! Please don't knock me out! I want to stay awake!"
Yuko looked at Haruna, then back at me, her expression serious. "Does she know about... it?"
I nodded. "Yes. Haruna knows everything about my abilities."
Yuko's jaw tightened. A flash of jealousy crossed her face—raw, unguarded. Her hands clenched at her sides.
Haruna peeked from behind me and stuck her tongue out teasingly at her older sister. "That's right~ I know everything about Jack. He's my boyfriend, after all. Hmmph!"
Yuko's eye twitched. "You little brat..."
I didn't let the tension escalate. I lifted Kasumi effortlessly, carrying her in a princess style—her head resting against my chest, her body light in my powerful arms. We stepped out of the tent together.
Outside, the scene had transformed completely. The bloody clearing was almost pristine. The three corpses were gone—wiped clean as if they had never existed.
Only faint dark stains of blood remained soaked into the dirt, along with a few scattered pieces of torn clothing. The air still carried a faint metallic tang.
Yuko stopped dead in her tracks, staring at the spot where the men had been forced to devour each other. Her face paled slightly as the memory returned: their agonized screams, the wet ripping of flesh, the desperate begging.
"They won't really... do all that... right?" she asked quietly, voice tight.
I looked at her calmly. "They will. This is the price they have to pay for their actions. For every disgusting thought they had about Oka-san, you, and Haruna. They'll live out their own nightmare before the end."
Yuko shook her head slowly but said nothing more. We walked to the car in silence. I gently placed Kasumi in the back seat, making sure she was comfortable and covered with a blanket.
Yuko sat in the front passenger seat, while Haruna stayed in the back beside her mother. The engine roared to life, and we drove off into the dark forest road. The night was still deep, stars hidden behind thick clouds.
We had been driving for nearly twenty minutes when Yuko suddenly broke the silence.
"Stop the car."
I pulled over to the side of the empty road. The headlights cut through the darkness as I killed the engine. Yuko stepped out without a word. I followed her. Haruna remained inside, watching quietly through the window.
Yuko walked a few steps away, then turned to face me. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, a mix of hurt, jealousy, and frustration clear on her face.
"Now tell me the truth, Jack," she said, voice cracking. "Even Haruna knows about your powers... but you kept it hidden from me? You don't trust me?"
I stepped forward and pulled her into a tight hug. She resisted for a second before melting against my chest, tears finally spilling.
"It's not that I don't trust you, Yuko. I just... didn't know how to tell you. I was afraid of how you'd react."
Yuko pulled back slightly, wiping her eyes. "Then what about Haruna? How did you tell her so easily? Why was I the last one?"
I sighed softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Sister Yuko... are you jealous?"
Yuko stepped back, crossing her arms, her expression turning serious and emotional. "Jack, tell me everything. No kidding. No hiding. Otherwise... I won't forgive you."
I nodded. "Okay. Okay... I'll tell you everything."
Under the dim moonlight on the empty roadside, I revealed my true nature. I told her the full story—how I was an Incubus, born with supernatural blood, how I had hidden it for so long. I explained the same version I had shared with the others before.
Yuko listened with wide eyes at first, staring at me strangely, almost suspiciously. But as I continued, she slowly nodded. "That... actually explains a lot. Why do so many women keep clinging to you? Why do you have that unnatural charm... that pull?"
I continued, detailing my abilities: Teleportation, Telekinesis, immense physical strength, and the Healer ability.
When I reached the specifics of the Healer ability—how my saliva, blood, semen, and even urine could rapidly heal injuries—Yuko's cheeks flushed bright red.
"...Shameless," she muttered, looking away, clearly embarrassed but intrigued. "You really are perverted by nature."
I smiled faintly. "It's part of what I am."
Yuko took a deep breath, processing everything. "It's unbelievable... that someone like you actually exists in this world. It sounds like something from a nightmare... or a dream."
Then her expression grew more serious. "Have you ever met anyone else like you? Someone with similar powers?"
I shook my head. "No. Not a single one."
She nodded thoughtfully, then looked down at her feet. Her voice became quieter. "You... why haven't you asked anything about me?"
I smiled gently, already knowing what she meant. "I already knew, Yuko."
Her eyes snapped up to mine, filled with vulnerability. "You bastard... You already knew everything? About the people I've killed with these hands... my life as an assassin... my entire dark history?"
I stepped forward and hugged her tightly again, refusing to let her pull away this time. "Yes. I knew. And it doesn't matter to me. It's all in the past. You did what you had to do. It doesn't change how I feel about you."