[Name: Kurashiki Reika]
[Traits: Su Ze Exclusive]
[Hobby: X]
[Thoughts: Craves "Master's" pain and love]
[Description: 100% loyalty. A mother, a corporate elite, a heartthrob, a slave.]
Exclusive achieved!
Su Ze no longer had to worry about Reika stirring trouble.
He'd noticed early on that exclusive traits boosted desire points—both in amount and frequency.
This was love with wholehearted devotion, 100% loyalty!
Her eyes and heart were his alone—desire points were inevitable.
By his count, this was his eleventh exclusive.
During yesterday's melee, Hasegawa Akane and the other three girls had become exclusives.
Girls were easier to sway than mature women.
A girl's love was pure; a woman's love carried more baggage.
The taste of a sandwich cookie was delightful.
A triple-layer sandwich cookie? Even better!
Sometimes, the rich layer went in the middle; other times, the lighter one.
Occasionally, he'd mix it up.
Reika usually took the top spot.
Her "melting ice cream" was thick enough to ensure both below got a taste.
The sandwich cookie was too delicious.
Su Ze tried countless variations, losing track of time as the day slipped away.
Good thing he hadn't called Miyajima Tsubaki.
A four-wheeler would've been a wild ride, combinable in endless ways.
But he had to place Infrastructure Saburo at school tonight—no delays.
Crimson light bathed the streets. At the Miyajima Kendo Hall's entrance, the taxi stopped.
Su Ze and Sakura stepped out.
"1… 2… 3… 4…"
Su Ze counted silently, glancing at the taxi.
Boom!
A crash echoed nearby. The taxi, barely half a minute out, slammed into a wall.
The driver's leering gaze at Sakura had earned his punishment.
Expressionless, Su Ze escorted Sakura to the gate, gave her a hug, and turned to leave.
But a sultry, mature voice stopped him.
"Su Ze-kun." Miyajima Tsubaki appeared in the courtyard, smiling warmly.
She wore a pink-purple silk kimono, her glamorous face made up, brows delicate, lips glossy.
She opened her arms to him.
Without thinking, Su Ze approached.
Halfway there, Tsubaki's hands moved to her obi. With a sultry glance, she tugged the cord loose, the kimono falling open with a whoosh.
A breathtaking sight unfolded!
Her snow-white body was adorned with pink ribbons barely covering the essentials.
Beneath the ornate kimono was scandalously tacky lingerie! Glistening oils on her curves caught the eye.
As Su Ze reached her, Tsubaki enveloped him in her kimono, as if dressing him in it.
Her fragrant, mature allure engulfed him, his blood surging, hardening like steel.
"Why so late?" she pouted, tiptoeing to kiss his jaw.
Her wistful look mirrored a wife waiting for her tardy husband, the air tinged with melancholy.
Su Ze hadn't checked his dragonflies today, unaware of Tsubaki's preparations.
Heavens above!
He'd only meant to drop Sakura off and head to school.
Now, Headmistress Omonai Naoko and the others would have to wait!
"Let's stay outside. The sun's nice, the air's fresh."
"The corridor's perfect…"
"Father's napping, and Miyajima won't be back till late~"
Her seductive words hit his ears, his "steel" pressing against her "jade gate," aching to enter.
Tsubaki's face flushed, her plush thighs clamping around him as she hugged tighter.
Meanwhile, at school.
As students left, Kuroda Satsuki, heavy-hearted, entered the office.
The door opened, and a beautiful girl stepped out.
First-year Shionomiya Natsuka.
"Got it, Yuta. Stay in your hometown, don't come. I'm swamped with studies. Gotta go…" Natsuka said with a fake smile, her tone warm but dismissive.
Satsuki paused, entering to find Shirakawa Miwa organizing lesson plans.
Only Miwa remained.
"Teacher Shirakawa," Satsuki greeted.
"Kuroda, hi." Miwa, visibly exhausted, gave a strained smile.
Yesterday's confession incident had sparked school rumors, draining her.
"Has Su Ze-kun asked for leave? Is he okay? Will he be back tomorrow?" Satsuki asked urgently, mentally apologizing.
She saw Miwa's fatigue but cared more about Su Ze.
"Hm? Shionomiya was asking about him too…" Miwa mused, then said, "I don't know. His schedule's set by Headmistress Omonai."
Satsuki's face fell, disappointed.
"I'll head home then. Rest well, Teacher," she said, leaving.
"Su Ze-kun's quite popular…" Miwa sighed, lingering.
She hadn't thanked him for yesterday.
Caught in a bind, he'd saved her from pressure to accept a suitor.
In hindsight, she shuddered. The guy was impulsive, reckless—storming a girls' school wasn't reliable.
"Too much stress lately. Time to hit a bar and unwind!"
Night deepened, the air thick with quiet, as if all slept.
In the courtyard, Su Ze battled the Kurashiki mother-daughter duo.
He'd planned to finish once and go.
But Tsubaki's endless tricks kept him going, one "release" after another.
Unlocked scenes: corridor, kitchen, rock garden.
Unlocked outfits: kimono, risqué lingerie, kendo uniform.
Unlocked poses: too many to count.
Like an old sow in a bra, one set after another.
Su Ze grunted, yielding his "essence" under the kendo-clad duo's assault.
In a critical moment, Tsubaki drew the "holy sword" from her daughter's "sheath," claiming it for her own.
The sword's impact overwhelmed her, her eyes glassy.
Sakura pouted but said nothing.
Su Ze stood, straightening his clothes.
Tsubaki wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, her face pressed to his back.
"It's late—Miyajima won't be back."
"Carry me to the master bedroom~"
"Don't worry, we've slept apart for ages."
"But isn't it thrilling? He used to take me on that bed, and now you will… with Sakura too…"
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