"So how do you know him…?" Kaede's question actually stumped Suze for once.
How indeed? With my hands, mostly. I crushed every bone in his body into powder.
We were literally life-and-death buddies. He died, I lived.
After a brief pause, Suze answered, "We met online."
Kaede's eyes lit up like fireworks.
"Online?!"
"Was it through a game?"
"What game? I've been playing a ton lately—wanna play together, Suze-nii?"
"Don't let the fact I'm a girl fool you, I'm actually really good!"
The more she bragged, the redder her cheeks got, her bravado crumbling into adorable embarrassment.
Suze stared at her, speechless.
So you're really not worried at all about your missing step-brother, huh?
Suddenly, the girl froze mid-sentence, her whole body stiffening.
Under the table, Suze had hooked her ankle with his foot and captured her delicate sole in one large, warm hand.
[Name: Watarase Kaede] [Tags: Beautiful Girl, Hopeless Romantic, Swimming Prodigy] [Thoughts: I-I-I-Is Suze-nii touching my foot right now?!] [Profile: A fatherless beauty since childhood and the ace of the swim team… She's already a full-blown lovestruck fool. Do you even need help seducing her? Zero sexual or romantic experience.]
Suze nearly laughed out loud.
If it weren't so unnecessary right now, he'd upgrade the True Eye just for the entertainment value.
It was hands-down the most-used daily skill he had.
He gazed at the girl whose face was now scarlet enough to drip blood and asked casually, "Kaede, are you really that good at games?"
"O-Of course I am!" she squeaked, voice jumping an octave.
Games?! That's what you're worried about right now?!
You're groping my foot!!
How are you still acting so calm?!
If their genders were reversed, Kaede would currently be a blushing teenage boy getting shamelessly teased by the hottest girl alive.
Only the beautiful know how good looking beautiful truly feels.
"But I heard from Itsuki that your real talent is swimming. That you're the ace of the swim team." Suze smoothly peeled off her pink sock and cradled her bare jade-like foot, smiling as if discussing the weather.
Her ankle was perfectly rounded, the skin impossibly soft—like holding a scoop of ice cream that might melt from the heat of his palm alone.
"Eh?! Onii-chan said that about me?" A shy little smile tugged at her lips. Beneath the table, her thighs twitched, trying to pull away, yet an overwhelming wave of reluctance stopped her.
This wasn't normal.
She should stop him right now.
But… what if this was the only time in her entire life she ever got to feel something like this?
At that thought, Kaede relaxed her legs. Blushing furiously, she spread her toes and gently curled them around his palm like a shy kitten.
"This feeling is so weird… Is this love…? Should I say yes if Suze-kun confesses…?"
Her brain spiraled into teenage delirium.
Just then, Otoha and Shisa emerged from the kitchen carrying trays.
Neither noticed the secret game beneath the table.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Suze-kun." Watarase Shisa was a breathtaking silver-haired onee-san type, her rose-colored eyes gentle and warm. Her figure rivaled her mother's in every sinful way. She set the trays down and gave him a soft, welcoming smile.
Otoha had clearly filled her in.
"This is Itsuki's older sister, Watarase Shisa," Otoha introduced.
Suze met those rose-quartz eyes and smiled back. "Hey. Suze. Itsuki's friend."
Shisa inclined her head gracefully. "Itsuki is lucky to have a friend like you."
Suze just smiled wider.
"Kaede, what's wrong?" Otoha finally noticed her youngest daughter's strange behavior.
Suze inwardly sighed—such a waste—and released the captive foot.
Kaede exhaled like a prisoner granted amnesty, yet felt an inexplicable pang of loss.
"N-Nothing! Just… tired from afternoon practice," she mumbled.
"Then go to bed early tonight, okay?" Otoha said fondly, ruffling her hair.
"Mhm!" Kaede nodded vigorously.
She squirmed in her seat. Between her thighs felt sticky now—like a localized rainstorm had passed through.
Suze shot off a quick message to Reina and the others saying he wouldn't be home tonight, then joined the three Watarase women for dinner.
Shisa's cooking was easily Lv.5—probably honed deliberately at her all-girls academy.
[Name: Watarase Shisa] [Tags: Beautiful Girl, Big Sis Energy, Silver Hair Red Eyes, Gentle, Domestic Goddess, Perfect Housewife Skills] [Thoughts: Itsuki's friend… he seems like a really impressive person.] [Profile: A girl who's had a motherly aura since childhood. Took care of her little sister from a young age. Currently an honor student at Tokyo's elite Saint Hua Academy. In the depraved inner world, she's a rare gem who's kept her kindness and grace intact. Claim her fast and you'll have yourself a high-school mommy—the type who'll cover her mouth and whimper when you steal her. Zero romantic experience.]
A mommy girlfriend?
Four words flashed through Suze's mind as he read the True Eye's report. His gaze toward Shisa instantly sharpened with hunger.
Thank you for the premium three-layer sandwich, Watarase Itsuki. Boss move!
Three female family members, every single one top-tier.
Cute, energetic little sister—swim team ace with an ass that won't quit and a terminal case of puppy love.
Gentle, nurturing big sister—silver-haired, red-eyed, stacked in all the right places, walking embodiment of domestic bliss.
Capable, stunning mother—career woman, open-minded, blonde bombshell with legs and breasts for days, and a secret stocking fetish.
Watarase Itsuki, you absolute legend. You died for a noble cause.
After dinner, the sisters cleared the table and went to wash dishes, leaving Suze alone in the living room with Otoha.
Under the warm lights, her golden hair lacked Kurashiki Reika's dazzling luster but was still breathtakingly beautiful.
She stood up. "Come with me. I'll show you Itsuki's room."
Letting him into the house had never been about dinner.
Otoha suspected he knew exactly where Itsuki was and was simply making her squirm.
On the stairs, Suze followed behind her, eyes glued to the hypnotic sway of those two magnificent peaks.
"Tell me, madam," he said conversationally, "you've only just formed this new family, yet the atmosphere already feels so warm and close."
He needed to distract himself, or he was going to pin her against the wall right there.
A widow until recently, dragging two daughters into a remarriage she hadn't even consummated yet—then compromising herself out of fear for her new husband's son.
The NTR thrill was unlike anything else.
A widowed mother and her virgin daughters… A worried mommy bending over backwards… And me, sliding right in while the iron is hot.
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