"Mm!"
Akame, flattered, blushed bright red. "As long as Tatsuki-sama likes it… please, have more… m-more…"
As if echoing Akame's words, the incredibly fresh mussels were still faintly opening and closing, giving off a mouthwatering scent of peak freshness.
"Then I won't hold back."
Tatsuki grinned and focused on enjoying the delicacy Akame had so carefully prepared.
It had to be said—Akame wasn't just a foodie. She was a cooking genius. Mussel sashimi, insanely delicious.
Kurome glanced over, pressed her lips together, then dropped down and reached a hand toward Tatsuki.
"Tatsuki-sama, the food we prepared for you isn't free, you know. Please pay up."
Tatsuki was in the middle of tasting the mussels—so good his mouth was stuffed and he couldn't even respond.
Riiip!
Clothes exploded.
It was the same clothes-bursting effect that happened when Senzaemon Nakiri, Erina's grandfather, tasted an unbelievably delicious dish.
And now Tatsuki was doing the exact same thing.
Of course, his clothes weren't just bursting because the mussels were amazing—he was also doing it to pay Kurome for her cooking.
"!!!"
Kurome saw the money card Tatsuki revealed, swallowed, and muttered to herself.
"So Tatsuki-sama wants to pay by card… but your card size doesn't really match the card reader, does it? We'll have to swipe it a few more times."
As she spoke, Kurome crawled over.
Her slender, soft little hand gripped the card, and she pulled out her own mouth-style card reader, then started swiping Tatsuki again and again.
"Mm!"
Only the reader kept throwing errors, so she could only repeat the same motion back and forth.
Tatsuki kept tasting mussels, Kurome kept "swiping," Akame kept enjoying it—nobody was held up.
...
Meanwhile, next door.
In the room shared by Leone, Chelsea, and Mine.
The three of them—plus Sheele and Najenda—were all in here.
The room was a complete mess.
All five sat on the floor. In the middle were a few plates with most of the food already eaten, and around them were tons of empty bottles.
Leone and the others were already a little drunk.
Najenda's white ponytail stood out against her sharp black tank top, perfectly showing off her impressive figure.
Sheele still liked wearing a long white dress; even with all the drinking and messing around earlier, nobody had managed to get it dirty.
Mine and Chelsea were both in standard pink silk pajamas—thin, light, and skimpy.
Leone was the most over-the-top. She'd straight-up stripped off her clothes, leaving only her underwear.
No one was more breezy and comfortable than her.
She even had her legs spread wide.
The pink folds that couldn't be fully covered when she moved were on full display, and she didn't care at all.
It was obvious the room had been wild earlier.
As for now—they were all listening intently, until the fierce clapping and breathy cries from next door made each of them show a different expression.
Sheele's face went red as she rubbed her fingers together, the sounds making her remember what it had been like under Tatsuki.
Mine's pretty face was flushed too—red as a ripe apple. She took a big gulp of alcohol and still couldnled at the noise next door.
"Seriously, Tatsuki… does he have to make that much of a racket? It's Akame and Kurome's first time… they're not gonna be able to handle it, right?"
Leone jabbed Mine's small chest with her elbow and teased with a grin.
"Funny coming from you—who was it that was screaming 'Hurry up, faster, faster' their first time too?"
Sheele's face turned even redder. Of course, Mine's went completely scarlet.
Leone's line was obviously aimed at Mine; Sheele just got hit by collateral damage.
Mine clenched her teeth in humiliation. "How can you even say that!? It was because of you and Chelsea!"
Leone threw both hands up high, her smooth armpits faintly gleaming with a bit of sweat.
She denied it flat-out. "Chelsea turning into you wasn't my idea. I even tried to talk her out of it."
"Leone! You traitor!"
Chelsea slapped down onto Leone in one pounce, grabbed her big, pale boobs, and kneaded hard.
A throbbing vein popped at Mine's temple.
"You two are both assholes—know when to stop! And you even tricked Sheele!"
At that, Leone—pinned under Chelsea—immediately got annoyed.
"Sheele was willing, okay? It felt good, didn't it? If you don't believe me, ask Sheele." Leone tilted her chin toward Sheele.
"I—I… mm. Sorry, Mine. I did it willingly. And Tatsuki-sama was really… really gentle, and it felt really good!"
Sheele shrank into her full chest in embarrassment, too shy to meet Mine's eyes.
With Sheele backing her up, Leone got even more brazen, even more filthy-mouthed.
"See? Sheele wants another round already. What about you, Mine—don't tell me you're jealous of Akame and Kurome?"
"Huh! I-I didn't say that—"
Sheele's eyes went wide. She definitely hadn't said she wanted another round.
Even if she really did want it… saying it out loud was way too embarrassing.
Hearing Leone, Mine's mouth twitched.
Leone caught the tiny reaction instantly.
Her grin widened, and she burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha—Mine, I saw your face. I nailed it!"
"You're jealous of Akame and Kurome. Don't forget, that 'truth or dare' stunt for them was your idea."
Mine's face darkened.
That's right—they'd played a game called Truth or Dare earlier.
It had been Mine who dared Kurome and Akame to go tell Tatsuki goodnight, but she never could've imagined the two of them would use the dare as an excuse to launch a full-on attack.
Like they'd planned it. The sisters jumped straight into it with Tatsuki and tossed the rest of them aside.
And it had all started because of her.
"Hahaha, you want it too, don't you, horny Mine!" Leone laughed until tears came out.
"You—shut up already!"
Mine, like she'd been stabbed right in the spine, couldn't take the humiliation anymore. She grabbed a pillow off the bed and hurled it at Leone.
Leone deliberately didn't block it, letting it smack her in the face. After joking around, at least this would help Mine cool off.
Picking up the pillow, Leone—buzzed and blunt—mentioned Najenda, who'd been quiet the whole time.
"Looks like the only one who hasn't done it with Tatsuki is Boss, huh."
"..."
Everyone's breathing stalled. Was it really okay to just say it that openly?
Leone immediately realized she'd been way too direct, but Najenda didn't care.
After taking a drink, she glanced at the muscles in her arm and lower abdomen, then shook her head with a sigh.
"A rough, manly woman like me isn't suited for that kind of thing."
Leone immediately shoved Chelsea off and stood up, dissatisfied.
"Boss, don't say that. Look at me—I'm built."
Leone activated Beast King Transformation and entered a combat state. In an instant, her muscles swelled up.
"See? These are real muscle-girl muscles, and Tatsuki still likes it. He even goes harder than usual—like, I seriously couldn't handle it."