A direct hit landed, and Obata Natsumi's face flushed crimson. "H-H-How could I?! Ze-kun, you're such a tease! I'm an old hag—cute's out of the question!" she stammered.
Su Ze chuckled. "Even cuter now, Mrs. Obata."
[Natsumi's Surprise: +99]
"Ze-kun's right, Auntie. You look so young, and your skin's amazing," Miyajima Sakura chimed in.
Tokyo girls were masters of vibe-setting.
"Haha, such sweet kids~" Natsumi giggled, basking in the compliments.
The sukiyaki steamed, filling the room with lively warmth.
"Try this beef meatball, Ze-kun," Kurashiki Reina said, placing one in his bowl. Shielding her mouth, she leaned in and whispered, "Want some more oyakodon~?"
Her mischievous grin mimicked a meme, and her other hand slithered into his pants, grasping the "teaching tool."
"Don't mess around," Su Ze muttered, leaning forward.
His pants were tight—full "activation" was impossible without making a scene.
"Don't like it? But little Ze-kun seems thrilled," Reina teased, squeezing as the soft flesh turned iron-hard, almost magical.
She kept the "gun" in check, lest it breach the table.
Aimed at Natsumi, her hand tightened and released, pressuring the tool.
"When'd this girl learn that technique?" Su Ze thought, his lip twitching. He didn't stop her—it felt too good.
As their sneaky game unfolded, a stockinged foot crept over, toes tentatively probing his leg before sliding upward.
"Sakura's gone rogue too!" Su Ze thought, glancing at her.
Sakura daintily ate a bite of rice, tilting her head with a sweet, girlfriend-like smile.
Yui thought her home was her turf, craving her moment, unaware she'd been outmaneuvered.
The silky foot met Reina's hand mid-journey.
Reina's eyes widened, glaring at the oblivious Sakura, who chatted with Natsumi, all smiles.
"Hmph!" Reina huffed, her technique escalating.
The foot paused at the "peak," toes parting to grip and rub, like a teacher soothing a child.
Su Ze's thighs tensed.
This was the pinnacle of pleasure.
Food and allure combined, surpassing even a human banquet.
"The school's going all-girls soon, super luxurious, like an elite academy. Lucky us, no tuition hike," Yui said, grinning.
"Nice, Reina loves the new St. Girls' Academy!" Natsumi nodded, then paused, alarmed. "Wait, won't Ze-kun have to transfer?"
Yui smirked proudly. "Nope, he's staying as a teaching assistant."
If Su Ze left, who'd reward her?
Many girls stayed because of him.
"I see…" Natsumi nodded, then froze, reaching under the table. Her hand met something wet. She glanced down.
Her pupils shrank, body stiffening.
She wasn't naive—she knew exactly what it was!
But why so much? So thick?
No, the real issue was why Su Ze did this!
She looked up, but his face showed no hint of guilt.
Was she mistaken?
Squelch~
A faint sound hit her ears, and her hand felt warm and wet again.
Good heavens!
She yanked her hand back, staring.
Her soft, pale hand was coated in thick, translucent fluid, dulling her wedding ring's gleam.
Her lips trembled, eyes locking onto Su Ze in disbelief.
No room for excuses now—he gave her an apologetic smile.
Her guess was confirmed.
No way…
Ze-kun had… fantasized about her…
Shame, panic, and excitement flooded her chest, stealing her breath.
[Natsumi's Desire: +188]
[Natsumi's Desire: +188]
[Natsumi's Desire: +188]
Pure desire, and so much of it.
Su Ze expected anger—being "targeted" by a younger guy—but he'd underestimated his War Demon charisma.
He was a human incubus.
Natsumi quietly wiped her hand, eyes darting, flinching like she'd been shocked whenever they met Su Ze's.
A rosy blush spread across her neck and cheeks, utterly charming.
"Mom, you okay? Hot?" Yui asked, noticing her mother's odd behavior.
The AC was on—it wasn't warm.
"Haha! Ate a chili by mistake! Phew~" Natsumi fanned herself, tongue out, eyes darting.
An obvious lie.
The Obata women weren't great at fibbing.
"Hmph, Ze-kun, can you handle spicy food?" Yui asked, humming cutely, noticing his leg seemed less tense.
"Yup," Su Ze replied.
"Hehe, I love spicy too. We're so compatible," Yui giggled, beaming.
This could work… Reina watched Natsumi's expression, mischief brewing, thrilled at teasing an adult.
Sakura rubbed her foot on the floor, erasing evidence. She wasn't the "shooter," unaware Reina had aimed at Natsumi.
Her little act done, she felt closer to Su Ze.
As for Reina? Hmph!
With her mom's help, what could Reina compete with?
Sure, Sakura tolerated Su Ze's other "wings," but hers had to shine brightest!
The other wings likely felt the same…
"Finally, a proper meal," Su Ze thought, enjoying the sukiyaki. He finished quickly, ready for seconds.
"I'll get it…" Natsumi reached for the rice cooker nearby, avoiding his gaze.
"Thanks, Auntie," Su Ze said, startled, handing her his bowl.
Soon, a steaming bowl returned.
"Thanks." His fingers lingered on her hand.
Natsumi's blush deepened, her shyness radiant, head bowed, lost in thought.
Then, another soft foot—cotton-socked—fumbled onto his calf.
Not again!
It crept to his thigh.
Su Ze grabbed it, the socked foot plush and warm.
Among them, only one wore cotton socks…
A guess formed. He stared at Natsumi, eyes burning.
"Ze-kun, if you need anything, Auntie can help… It's okay," she whispered, her bright eyes meeting his. "You're a good boy. Don't do bad things."
Her socked toes curled gently.
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