With that, Makoto walked past Mitsuki.
He had actually come out for a reason.
Just now, Tsuki had called him, saying her husband was away on a business trip for the next couple of days, and her son was also in school, so she asked him to come stay at her house.
That's right. After returning from the other world, Hana and Yanagi had also moved into Makoto's palace, but their mother, Tsuki, still lived at home with her husband and son.
After all, Mrs. Uzaki's situation was a bit different from the others... her husband was still alive.
Moving into Makoto's house so openly would definitely arouse suspicion.
Now that her husband was finally away on a business trip, and her son was in school most of the time, she couldn't wait to go to Cloud Nine with Makoto.
Mitsuki looked at the man's retreating back with awe.
But thinking of her son still locked up in prison, Mitsuki gritted her teeth and summoned the courage to follow. "Please, it won't take much of your time."
Tsuki's house wasn't far from Makoto's palace.
After returning from the other world, she had brought quite a bit of treasure from the other world and used it to buy a new house.
It was located in the prime real estate of the royal capital, very close to the Nishikawa Palace.
Makoto quickly arrived at the Uzaki house. He didn't even try to hide.
Mitsuki also followed. Looking at the nameplate that read 'Uzaki' by the door, she wondered if Makoto was visiting his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
The fact that Makoto's harem had gained another pair of sisters named Uzaki had also been in the news a couple of years ago.
But the public had long since grown used to it.
Not long after the doorbell rang, the door opened.
What greeted Mitsuki's eyes was a stunningly beautiful young woman in a wedding dress.
She wore a white wedding dress, the skirt trailing on the floor. A veil hung behind her shoulders.
Her chest was stretched into two breathtaking curves. Although her own figure was considered quite good, compared to the woman inside, she was far off.
What left Mitsuki even more dumbfounded was, 'Wasn't this the OPPO phone spokesperson?!'
After returning from the other world two years ago, Tsuki had been taken by Makoto to his homeland, China, and had become the spokesperson for OPPO phones, using this opportunity to enter the entertainment industry.
The most famous was the Mother's Day slogan.
'Wow, so she really did have two husbands, and when she saw the other one, she really did wear a wedding dress.'
Tsuki threw herself directly into Makoto's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and began frantically kissing his face.
She seemed to be melting into his body.
Mitsuki stood there dumbfounded, completely stunned.
After kissing for a good long while, Tsuki finally pulled back. Her lips were a bit swollen.
Only then did she notice there was another person behind Makoto. She cried out in surprise and shrank completely behind Makoto, looking at Mitsuki in bewilderment.
"Wh-who is she?" Tsuki's voice was urgent and soft, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Don't worry about her."
Makoto bent down, scooped her up in a princess carry, and walked into the house.
Tsuki buried her face in his chest, only her squinty eyes visible, looking at Mitsuki standing at the door with a mix of shame and anger.
The door closed with a 'bang'.
Not long after, Tsuki's cries came from inside the house.
High-pitched, intermittent, mixed with the sound of the bed hitting the wall.
This villa's soundproofing was quite good, but unfortunately, Tsuki was shouting too loudly. It was still faintly audible outside.
Mitsuki stood at the door, her face red as a boiled crab, her mind blank.
But for some reason, she just wouldn't leave.
After more than two hours, the noises inside the house gradually subsided.
Mitsuki swallowed her saliva. After taking several deep breaths, she finally summoned the courage to ring the doorbell.
"Ding dong—"
Inside the house, Makoto raised an eyebrow.
'Wow. She still hadn't left, huh?'
He looked down at Tsuki curled up in his arms, then looked toward the door.
"Come in."
His voice passed through several walls and reached clearly outside the door.
He hadn't locked the door when he came in.
Mitsuki pushed the door open and stepped across the threshold.
The living room was a mess. The shredded wedding dress was scattered on the sofa.
As she walked toward the bedroom, she saw more and more things.
Bunny girl ears and tail were thrown on the hallway carpet. Black fishnet stockings hung from the doorknob. A Pikachu tail dangled from the stair railing, still gently swinging, the vibrating kind.
Underwear, adult toys, and some indescribable liquids. Some had already dried, some were still glistening.
Mitsuki's face grew even redder.
The bedroom door was half open.
She stood at the doorway, not daring to go in.
Tsuki was curled up in Makoto's arms, the blanket pulled up to her chin. Her face was buried in his chest, not daring to look at anyone. She occasionally let out strange 'mmm mmm mmm' sounds.
Mitsuki looked at the bulge under the blanket and remembered the bunny girl clothes and Pikachu tail she had seen in the living room. She was speechless.
She remembered this lady was also in her forties. She was quite the player, huh?
Mitsuki took a deep breath, shook those distracting thoughts from her mind, then bent down and bowed deeply to Makoto on the bed.
"Commander, I beg you to erase my son's criminal record."
Mitsuki's voice was trembling. "I am willing to pay any price. Anything."
Makoto, holding Tsuki, couldn't help smiling.
"When you make a mistake, you have to take the punishment. And... don't you know what your son is like?"
Mitsuki pressed her lips together tightly and said nothing.
Of course, she knew the principle.
But people are hypocritical. When it happens to themselves or their own family, it's different.
If someone else's son is locked up, he deserves it. If your own son is locked up, "He's just a child."
Her gaze unconsciously fell on a certain spot under the blanket.
The blanket was pushed up into a noticeable bulge, like a flagpole hidden inside.
'It had been two hours, and it still hadn't gone down?'
Her Adam's apple bobbed again.
Half a minute later, Mitsuki took off her jacket and threw it on the ground, revealing the white short-sleeved shirt underneath with a slightly low neckline.
Although her figure wasn't as good as Tsuki's, it was still definitely curvaceous.
After taking off the short-sleeved shirt underneath, she reached for her bra strap.
Tsuki peeked one eye out from under the edge of the blanket and glanced toward the foot of the bed.
Then she saw a completely naked Mitsuki. Her usually squinty eyes suddenly opened wide.
'No way, Sister, this is my house!'
Mitsuki bowed again. Those D-cup plump mounds swayed with the motion. "I am willing to pay any price."
The smile on Makoto's face grew even more amused. "If you think that just by spreading your legs, everything in this world will go your way, you're sorely mistaken."
Just then. The phone on the bedside table rang.
Makoto reached over and picked up the phone.
Saeko's voice came through the line, carrying a hint of anxiety he rarely heard.
"Makoto, an Anomaly has attacked Impel Down."
Saeko was particularly agitated. Even Tsuki and Mitsuki in the room heard her.
Mitsuki's face turned pale, 'My son was there right now!'
'I-is that kid okay?'