Plop!
A plush cotton sock, soaked with "nectar," landed under the table.
Obata Natsumi, pretending to pick up a chopstick, retrieved the sock and hid it behind her back.
Such a kind-hearted woman.
Was she this understanding in her romantic days?
[Name: Obata Natsumi]
[Traits: Young Wife, Cute, Gentle, Airheaded, Good Mother]
[Hobby: Cooking]
[Thoughts: Ze-kun must be under so much study pressure… Should I invite him over more?]
[Description: A devoted mother with a daughter, sharing a friend-like bond. Their habits and personalities align perfectly.]
After dinner, Su Ze, Reina, Sakura, and Yui grabbed their bags and headed to Yui's room.
The study group started normally.
But somehow, Yui ended up on the bed, "discussing romance" with Su Ze.
At that moment, Yui was so sensitive she'd "burst" at a touch.
When Su Ze's "teaching tool" plunged in, her traits became exclusive.
The training was a success.
Her spectating hadn't been in vain.
Their uninhibited cries echoed all night.
In the next room, Natsumi drooled enviously, sleepless.
The next morning, Su Ze, Reina, and Sakura bid Yui farewell and left by taxi.
Yui, leaning on the wall, returned to her room and found her mother sweeping. Her scalp tingled. "Mom, you're up?"
This was a battleground!
Natsumi brushed back her hair, smiling gently. "Yup. Ze-kun and the others gone?"
Yui rushed to block her, arms spread, panicked. "Y-Yeah, Mom, go out! I'll clean."
"No school today?" Natsumi paused her sweeping, head tilted.
"Uh… I'm taking a day off. Last night's studying was exhausting," Yui stammered.
"Alright, I'll leave. Rest well," Natsumi said with a goofy grin, turning to leave, her heart racing.
Oh no!
Condoms.
These kids were too reckless!
"By the way, invite Ze-kun over more. I need to talk to him," Natsumi added at the door.
She didn't want a third Obata, Yui's mini-me, in two years.
Yui was too young for pregnancy.
"Got it!"
Su Ze dropped Sakura and Reina at the Kurashiki house, then headed to Aunt Miyuki's.
His morning check-ins there were becoming routine.
Walking, he checked the Obata household via dragonflies.
Two were now stationed there.
Last night, he could've taken Natsumi without hypnosis, but he wanted to brew her desire longer for an exclusive trait.
It'd boost her desire ceiling.
Speaking of ceilings, Kurashiki Reika's was unmatched—seven traits, a rare gem.
The Yamashita house… or rather, Miyuki's house now.
A new situation awaited. As Su Ze approached, he heard voices through the open door.
"Wow, I'm jealous. Yutaka got into Nanbashi School and ranked top ten? My kid's nowhere close…" a crisp voice said.
"Have Yutaka tutor my Yuri sometime," a soft, magnetic voice added.
"Haha, it's their hard work, plus Ze-kun's help," Miyuki said, brimming with pride. "Tutoring? Ask Yutaka."
Su Ze didn't use his dragonflies, instead knocking.
Miyuki hurried over, her face lighting up. "Ze-kun, you're here!"
With guests present, she didn't hug him, but her eyes overflowed with love and attachment.
[Miyuki's Love: +103]
Seeing him each morning was her day's highlight.
"Guests, Aunt Miyuki?" Su Ze asked, smiling.
A graceful figure emerged, peering at him.
She wore casual clothes, her petite face exquisitely delicate, chestnut hair pinned up, wisps framing her cheeks, a neat bang on her forehead. Her aura matched Miyuki's—mature, feminine—but less innocent, more coolly composed.
Her figure was striking; from behind, her full, rounded chest was still visible.
Another figure followed.
This woman was stunning, with a sharp, oval face—part imperial sister, part young wife. A beauty mark graced her eye corner. Her fitted pleated dress hinted at a pink bra, her grapefruit-like curves swaying as she moved.
Her silky purple hair cascaded to her hips, drawing eyes to her magnificent rear.
Her bust outdid her waist, her hips outdid her bust, her legs thick at the thigh and slender below, her skin creamy as jade.
By worldly standards, her beauty was top-tier, a goddess in any nation.
Her allure hit Su Ze like a tidal wave, his War Demon blood stirring instantly!
[Name: Momoi Hazue]
[Traits: Beautiful Woman, Sensual, Lustful, Amoral, Forbidden Love, Prone to Passion, Demon Bloodline]
[Hobby: X]
[Thoughts: Such a gallant man… Shame my first time's for Yuri.]
[Description: Bears some demon blood. Desires her adopted junior high son, but he rejects her. No sexual experience, but rich in self-indulgence.]
[Name: Miyama Haruka]
[Traits: Young Wife, Cute, Seductive, Pent-Up, Domestic Goddess]
[Hobby: None]
[Thoughts: This is Su Ze?]
[Description: A woman with a cute face and sultry figure, mother to a daughter. Her husband's away, leaving her unfulfilled for years, with poor past experiences. Secretly craves passion but is troubled by an adopted son's fervent pursuit.]
Su Ze activated his True Eye, scanning their profiles.
One craved to NTR her adopted son.
The other sought to fend off her adopted son's NTR.
Fascinating.
"Ze-kun, this is Mrs. Miyama, my friend from next door, 4-3," Miyuki introduced, smiling.
The chestnut-haired woman nodded, smiling warmly. "You're Su Ze? Looking sharp today."
"Too kind, Mrs. Miyama. You're radiant yourself," Su Ze replied.
After pleasantries, his gaze locked onto Momoi Hazue, unwavering.
His blood surged, urging him to seize, conquer, ravage her!
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