"Hah... Hah..."
Enjoying the perfect intimacy with Alex and the post-climax afterglow, the ponytail wife gradually recovered from her daze. Satisfied and happy as she was, the thought that her husband was right outside the door, separated only by a wall, brought a sense of melancholy to her heart.
"Sigh..."
"What's wrong?" Alex gently asked, cupping her full, firm buttocks with both hands and trailing kisses up her immaculate neck. "Feeling guilty?"
Mrs. Yōri shook her head. "It's already over between us."
The wife cupped the young man's face, stroking it lovingly. Her crystal-clear eyes held an undisguised, intense affection. She said languidly, "I love Alex. I am already Alex's woman."
She looked slightly shy. "It's just... I feel like I was a little too wanton back there... like a cheap woman."
"I'm the expert on whether you're cheap or not," Alex grinned, moving from her neck up to her ear. "My wife is usually very dignified, but you get quite wild when you're with me."
"..."
"But, I love it."
"Mmm..."
The passion in Mrs. Yōri's eyes intensified. She wished she could melt into him again and never separate, but the screaming man outside the door still needed to be dealt with.
Getting dressed, she opened the door. Tsubaki Rurikawa stood guard like a sentinel, keeping a close eye on the two men. Seeing her Master and the beautiful, radiant wife emerge, she pulled her skirt and curtsied.
"Master..."
The maid's gaze toward Mrs. Yōri was incredibly strange, and Auntie Natsumi next to her had a similar, albeit less reactive, expression. Both mother and daughter... experienced him. What does that make this?
To do such a thing in front of her own husband, even with just a door separating them... The damage must have been immense. How much did she hate her own husband?
"Alex, make them leave. I've already ended things with him," Mrs. Yōri didn't hate her husband, but she was disappointed in him due to Kamezō Sanzō's lust, and she truly detested the fat pig.
"Since you're so devoted to your boss, the President, why don't you two live happily ever after? I only came back to get you to sign the divorce papers."
Higashi Kinohito: "..."
The cuckolded husband, utterly crushed by the immense blow, looked at his wife with despair. He saw her cold, indifferent expression and the bite marks on her neck, and he could imagine what his wife and that brat had been doing inside the room.
Alex ignored the pathetic husband, strolled over to Kamezō Sanzō, and crouched down, smiling as he appraised the humiliated, filthy, perverted pig.
"Kamezō Sanzō? You look like a formidable man of success, a company president—resourceful, ambitious. I hear you were lusting after my woman?"
Kamezō Sanzō, whose pain hadn't yet subsided, looked at the brat in front of him, then at the radiant Yōri, and on the other side, the attractive Auntie Natsumi and the elegant, beautiful Tsubaki Rurikawa.
"Why... why do all these beautiful women belong to this arrogant brat?! I refuse to accept it!!!"
"It's a shame, isn't it? No matter how ambitious you are, now you can only lie here like a dog, watching the wife you coveted become my woman," Alex taunted him without restraint, chuckling.
"To be fair, though you're an ugly man, you have good taste," Alex licked his lips, saying proudly and with a look of reminiscence, "Mrs. Yōri is indeed an outstanding woman, both in body and spirit. Truly delicious."
"Hiss, cough—" He gasped through clenched teeth, the fat on his face trembling. His bloodshot eyes glared fixedly at Alex. If looks could kill, Alex would have died hundreds of times over.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I owe you thanks. If you hadn't constantly pressured Mrs. Yōri, how would she have sought my help? If she hadn't asked for my help, how would she have fallen for me? You were an excellent wingman for the wife you craved to fall into my arms. Truly, thank you~~"
Pffft!! In that moment, Kamezō Sanzō, completely broken, finally spat out a mouthful of blood. A nerve snapped in his brain. Losing all reason, he lunged forward wildly, "I'll kill you!!! I'll kill you!!!!"
"Go to hell—!!!"
"Master!" Tsubaki Rurikawa quickly stepped in front of Alex, tripping the deranged, perverted pig, and quickly added two more kicks. Her hard heel dug into his stomach.
Auntie Natsumi beside her patted her ample chest in relief.
"You're Alex's maid? You're very skilled," Auntie Natsumi was surprised by the young girl's agility.
"It is all power granted by my Master," Tsubaki Rurikawa pursed her lips and spoke softly, her delicate voice contrasting with her fierce fighting style. "Master, what should we do with him?"
"I'll handle it."
Tsubaki stepped aside. As Alex brushed past her, he suddenly wrapped his arm around the maid's slender waist, blowing gently into her ear, inhaling her enticing, virginal fragrance. "Well done, Tsubaki."
"M-Master..." Her face was flushed, her heart pounding with nervousness and shyness. This shy demeanor only revealed itself in front of Alex, a stark contrast to the terrifying girl who had fiercely crushed the man's groin moments ago.
Embracing his exclusive, pretty maid, and followed by the charming, mature wife, Alex, who was already accustomed to being surrounded by women, showcased his status as a winner by planting his foot on Kamezō Sanzō's head.
The [Time] ability began to activate.
The fat pig struggling beneath his foot suddenly had all his vitality drained away. He visibly aged, becoming weary, his hair gradually withered and turned white, and wrinkles appeared on his face and body. In just a few breaths, a middle-aged man became frail and old.
"Y-you... Y-you... What did you do to me?! Gasp... Gasp..."
He spoke weakly, out of breath after just a couple of words. Alex shrugged, "What did I do? Just recycling trash, of course. Rather than letting your perverted life pollute the air, you might as well dedicate everything you have. It's a contribution to the world, after all."
Natsumi gave Alex a speechless side-eye. You talk as if you're a vigilante, Alex? You're a big bad guy yourself! But... she couldn't help it. She was in love with him. Smile~
"Kamezō Sanzō, I'll graciously accept your lifespan."
Time + 30 years. So satisfying.
"No!!! You, you can't do this... Cough cough!! Don't, please spare me... I won't do it again, I really won't! Devil! You demon! You monster... Waaah, waah."
Why was he crying now? Kamezō Sanzō, the formerly perverted and lewd creep, was now wailing and shouting like a child, seemingly driven mad.
Alex waved his hand dismissively. "Alright, drag him out and let him fend for himself. He doesn't have many days left anyway..."