After finishing the milk, Haruno Yukinoshita let out a satisfied burp. There was nothing he could do about it, as he'd drunk far too much.
The milk that had accidentally overflowed a moment ago had also splashed onto his hair and chest. The scene had a certain charm, reminiscent of the work of a particular artist on a specific website. It was, to put it mildly, quite something.
A strange scent lingered in the air. Haruno Yukinoshita carefully cleaned up the mess and then threw herself into his arms playfully. No matter how bold someone might be, it was impossible not to feel a little shy taking the initiative like that.
"Asakura-kun, between my sister and Yukino-chan, who makes you happier?"
With an enigmatic smile playing on her lips, her nimble fingers idly traced circles on his chest. To mask her own slight embarrassment, Haruno Yukinoshita began to tease him again, also harboring a desire to measure up to her sister.
Honestly, are those even reasonable questions to ask? Can't you just be content with everything? This world is diverse; please try to be more open-minded.
For the sake of the two sisters' harmonious coexistence, Asakura chose to remain silent, but he held Haruno Yukinoshita even tighter. His unspoken answer made her smile even more radiantly.
This is good. He won't forget his connection with his sister because of something new, and I get to share this refreshing tenderness too. It's perfect.
...
At the dinner table, Asakura proposed returning to Tokyo the next day. A hint of disappointment flickered across the three girls' faces, and they anxiously asked if he was unhappy there.
Asakura shook his head. "It's just that I have some personal matters I need to go back and deal with. Thank you all so much, Madam, Yukino, and Haruno, for your hospitality these past two days. I had a wonderful time in Chiba."
Reflecting on what he'd actually done over the last couple of days, Asakura couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. He hadn't done any real work and had mostly just been intimate with them. If he didn't leave now, he'd become completely addicted and unable to go.
Akane and Kotonoha are still waiting for me in Tokyo. I can't give them the exact same feelings, but I should at least offer them fair companionship.
Yukinoshita Yukino mentioned wanting to return to Tokyo with him the next day, but her physical strength was weaker than she thought. Even after a day of rest, she hadn't recovered. So, Asakura declined, telling her to rest well at home and spend more time with her mother, adding that there would be plenty of intimate time together at school later.
After a happy day of shopping, Haruno Yukinoshita also looked tired. When Asakura was about to leave, she simply gave him a gentle hug. They whispered in each other's ears, promising to meet again in Tokyo.
Mrs. Yukinoshita had initially wanted to ask Asakura to take a walk and chat after dinner to soak in the romantic atmosphere, but she was held up by some family matters, and in the end, nothing came of it.
After comforting the three girls, Asakura spent a peaceful night at the Yukinoshita residence.
...
Perhaps feeling spurred on, Mrs. Yukinoshita came to his room early in the morning, providing a meticulous wake-up service. As for the method she used, it went without saying.
The curvaceous woman was doing morning exercises with precise movements, and beads of sweat occasionally dripped from her forehead, indicating the intensity of her workout.
Her soft hair swayed gently in the breeze, sometimes drifting away, sometimes twining around her lips, like notes dancing on piano keys, playing a breathtaking melody.
Sometimes it's not just the urge to pee that wakes you up in the morning, but also the urge to...
When Asakura sleepily opened his eyes, his gaze fell upon the rhythmic rise and fall. Her breasts bounced and shifted into various alluring shapes, making him instinctively want to touch and caress them.
"Madam, why are you here so early?"
Mrs. Yukinoshita rolled her eyes at him playfully, a hint of resentment in her voice. "It's because Asakura-kun is leaving today. I don't have as much time to spend with you as Yukino and the others."
"Last night, Asakura-kun didn't come to see me, so I had no choice but to come here myself."
Asakura felt a pang of embarrassment and held her body more firmly, trying to soothe her in this way. "After all, Madam had some things to take care of last night, so I didn't want to disturb you too much."
"If it's Asakura-kun, how could it ever be a disturbance? I really want to... spend more time with Asakura-kun." Mrs. Yukinoshita slightly tilted her head, as if barely able to contain the increasingly intense...
A mist gathered in her beautiful eyes, conveying an indescribable loneliness, and her charming red lips uttered a soft plea. "Hey, Asakura-kun, can you stay with me a little longer? Or give me some extra compensation, that would be fine too."
Asakura felt a pang of sympathy for the beautiful woman before him and thought that as long as it wasn't too unreasonable, he was willing to grant her wish.
"Whatever compensation you desire, Madam, I will do my best to satisfy you."
A charming and cunning smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and while maintaining her position, she leaned down and whispered softly in his ear.
"Then let me give birth to a child for Asakura-kun. With a child's company, I won't be so lonely."
Feeling the growing intensity, the smile on Mrs. Yukinoshita's face deepened.
"I've recently started adjusting my diet with this in mind, hoping to give birth to another healthy and lovely baby for Asakura-kun."
If people don't care for each other, their relationships will likely drift apart. Only a strong bond can make their connection stronger.
Asakura was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Madam, are you really planning to have a child? But how will you explain this to Yukino and the others?"
"Don't worry, Asakura-kun. I will handle their concerns, and you don't need to worry about them knowing the child is yours."
Mrs. Yukinoshita lovingly smoothed the frown on the young man's forehead and embraced him fully with her generous heart.
"If you've truly made up your mind, Madam, I respect your choice, but I won't let you face it alone." Out of guilt and a sense of responsibility for not being able to let his wife do this openly, Asakura finally agreed. Even though this decision seemed impulsive and somewhat absurd, with the help of his sign-in system, he had the confidence and ability to take good care of them.
This weighty promise brought tears of joy to Mrs. Yukinoshita's eyes and made her love this young man, who dared to face rumors for her sake, even more. The considerate lady didn't put any further pressure on him.
"Asakura-kun, the most important thing for us is to cherish the present moment. As for the matter of the child, we'll leave it to fate."
Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the affectionate figures of the two people. They held each other tightly, embracing as if conveying a thousand words and composing the most beautiful music.
...
After packing his belongings and having breakfast, Asakura asked the driver arranged by Mrs. Yukinoshita to take him to the tram station. Mrs. Yukinoshita, Yukinoshita Yukino, and Haruno Yukinoshita stood in front of the mansion, bidding him farewell with reluctance and watching the car drive away, just like a wife seeing her husband off.