Mrs. Yōri hadn't been home for days.
Higashi Kinohito's hair hadn't been washed in days, either. It was messy and rough, like a bird's nest. His face was etched with deep fatigue, and his dark circles were prominent. It was clear he was not in a good state and hadn't slept well in days.
He had even abandoned work, with no mood to go to the office. Kamezō Sanzō had no complaints about this, as he was equally infuriated that his own prey had been snatched away by someone else.
"Kinohito, you still haven't found your wife?" the portly, lecherous man asked in a deep, grim voice.
Higashi Kinohito shook his head listlessly. "No... The phone calls don't go through, and there's no reply to my emails."
Kamezō Sanzō pointed a finger at the neighboring apartment. "What about over there?"
"I've been keeping an eye on it. Yōri isn't there," Higashi Kinohito had secretly watched the movements next door many times. He hadn't seen his wife, but he knew she had left with that young brat, Alex, he just didn't know where they went.
The thought of his wife being pinned down, played with, and ruthlessly drained by that little punk, being blatantly occupied and pleasured by him, caused a vein to throb visibly on Higashi Kinohito's forehead. He gritted his teeth.
Are you kidding me? Yōri is my wife! Why would you choose a brat like him?! And that Alex, how dare he touch my Yōri... Damn him! Damn him!
Kamezō Sanzō next to him was even more enraged. His target, planned for so long, the woman he believed was destined for him, was intercepted halfway by a student who appeared out of nowhere.
Could anything be more ridiculous?!
That bastard! Mrs. Yōri is the woman I marked! I should have been the one enjoying her body! The thought of that beautiful, gentle, married woman being enjoyed by a punk made Kamezō Sanzō's eyes turn bloodshot.
"Kinohito, I will help you with this," Kamezō Sanzō sneered viciously. "That brat next door won't get away. Those women living next door... we'll find a chance to capture them and hold them hostage. I don't believe he won't send Mrs. Yōri back."
Not only would this force that obnoxious brat to return his prey, but it would also allow him to grab those stunning women next door. He had been drooling over those beautiful girls for a long time.
Whether it was the vibrant high school girls, or that sensuous, red-haired wife, Natsumi Obata, they were no less stunning than Mrs. Yōri. Kamezō Sanzō drooled, recalling the numerous times he had seen Natsumi hanging laundry, his inner desire stirring uncontrollably.
Mrs. Yōri was his subordinate's wife, which added a certain thrill, but stealing those beauties who belonged to that annoying brat, Alex—wouldn't that be even more stimulating?
I'll make him regret ever messing with me... Kamezō Sanzō let out a wretched, perverted chuckle, and Higashi Kinohito nodded fiercely beside him.
"No problem. Since that Alex stole my wife, we'll settle the score with his women. I must bring Yōri back!" Higashi Kinohito stated firmly. His deep feelings for his wife meant he would never give up.
Even if Yōri was sick of him, he still wanted to win her back!
In this moment, the cuckold and the villain, bound by a common enemy, chose to join forces.
The maid girl was acting strangely this morning.
Mrs. Yōri had no idea that Tsubaki Rurikawa had witnessed the entirety of her and Alex's passionate night, nor that her intoxicated and wanton behavior had been seen by the maid.
Tsubaki hadn't slept well.
Although her dark circles weren't obvious, Tsubaki had used makeup to cover any traces of fatigue. For her perfectly refined face, even the slightest flaw was unacceptable! Any tiny imperfection would destroy the aesthetics...
Emmm, the maid girl was becoming increasingly conscious of her appearance in front of Alex.
"Good morning, Tsubaki," the cheerful Mrs. Yōri greeted her intimately. "Isn't this breakfast a little too..."
Tsubaki Rurikawa's reaction to Mrs. Yōri's greeting was neutral. Looking at the breakfast spread—oysters, sea cucumber, crab... why were there so many seafood items for breakfast?
Yōri was baffled.
"These are all for Master's physical recuperation," Tsubaki Rurikawa said, halfway through her sentence, scrutinizing the mature woman's face, which was glowing with health, clearly indicating she had been well-fed the night before. Tsk.
That must have felt great. Tsubaki, who had clearly seen the woman submitting and moaning beneath her Master through the door crack, knew exactly what she meant.
Physical recuperation?
The wife quickly realized Tsubaki's implication and cringed internally, embarrassed that her activities the previous night had been discovered. At the same time, she silently criticized Tsubaki: With Alex's constitution, a body fiercer than a beast, why would he need recuperation?
Tsubaki clearly hasn't slept with Alex yet, which is why she thinks he needs supplements.
"Tsubaki, my body certainly doesn't need supplements," Alex emerged after finishing his morning routine, just in time to hear their conversation.
"But..."
"On the contrary, Mrs. Yōri needs the boost, so this breakfast is perfect," Alex teased with a smile. "Wife, you need to make sure you keep up your kidney health."
"Alex~~~"
The wife was a little embarrassed and angry; that was quite a thing to say... Though, it wasn't wrong. She was heavily drained. After much internal debate, Mrs. Yōri finally succumbed to Alex's gestures and sat down to eat.
"I'll be heading to Mrs. Yōri's place soon," Alex was careful not to show favoritism, peeling shrimp meat for his little maid. "Tsubaki, could you call Miyū-sensei and ask for leave for me?"
"Home? ...Master, I want to go with you."
Tsubaki Rurikawa looked at him with an unwavering, expressionless gaze.
"You want to come? Well... alright, if you want to come, you can join us," Alex thought about it and didn't refuse.
Tsubaki finally cracked a smile. The girl's smile was like a spring flower in full bloom, making even Mrs. Yōri gasp in admiration, while silently lamenting how every girl around Alex was so incredibly beautiful and exceptional.
"I'll call Miyū-sensei right now," the maid put down her chopsticks and went over to her charging phone to make the call.
They could faintly hear the sound of the teacher, Miyū Takamine, blowing up on the other end, showing how infuriated the twin-tailed tsundere class teacher was. Unfortunately, Alex had strong connections at school—not just Chii and Makoto, but even the transfer students helped cover for him. Miyū Takamine was left helpless, with nowhere to direct her anger.
After the nutritious breakfast, the trio officially set off. On the other side, Kamezō Sanzō and Higashi Kinohito—the villain and the cuckold—blocked the entrance to Alex's home.
"That brat isn't home, but that's even better. It gives us an opening, doesn't it?" Since Chii and Aimi had returned home, only the wife Natsumi Obata and the little loli Rinka Okino were left in Alex's apartment.
The reduction in beautiful women didn't worry the wretched pervert. Instead, it only highlighted Mrs. Obata's sensual allure. Kamezō Sanzō, the fat-headed deviant, stood at the door, his greedy eyes never leaving Mrs. Obata's body.
His naked gaze seemed to wish he could rip the clothes right off her. "Since that brat acts without restraint, don't blame us for being ruthless... Use your bodies to compensate for our losses!!"