"Fei-yu Onii-chan~"
Ho Fei-yu, lost in his fantasy, was pulled back to reality by a sweet, innocent voice.
He closed the System and looked towards the source of the sound.
A tall, graceful young girl was standing not far away. Like her mother, she had purple hair, tied into short pigtails on either side. Her brown eyes were lively and intelligent.
She was wearing a pink, low-cut halter dress that barely covered her nascent breasts. Her delicate collarbone and fair arms were exposed. Her lower body was clad in dark blue denim short-shorts that hugged her shapely bottom. Because they were so short, the fair, tender flesh of her buttocks was faintly visible. Her long, straight legs were unadorned, and her small, delicate feet were bare, with ten toes of varying lengths looking crystal-clear and tender, and faint blue veins visible on the fair arch of her foot.
She was a quintessential lively, beautiful girl.
"What is it, Ruri-chan?" Ho Fei-yu asked, looking at Ruri Uchisama as she approached him.
"Nothing." A mischievous smile appeared on the girl's face.
Ho Fei-yu patted the seat next to him, motioning for the girl to sit down.
"Ouch!"
The girl, right in front of Ho Fei-yu, swayed her body and suddenly tumbled into his arms, clutching her ankle as if she had accidentally twisted it.
"Are you okay, Ruri-chan?" Ho Fei-yu, hearing Ruri Uchisama's gasp, immediately expressed his concern, disregarding the soft body in his embrace.
"Y-yes... I'm hurt, my foot hurts, boohoo..."
A painful expression appeared on the girl's face, but her beautiful eyes remained clear.
Upon hearing the girl's words, Ho Fei-yu shifted his body, allowing the girl in his arms to sit in his spot. He knelt in front of her, looking at the ankle she was tightly clutching.
"Hoo... hoo. It doesn't hurt anymore," Ho Fei-yu said gently, taking the girl's hand away, seeing her reddened ankle. He lightly massaged the injured area while blowing warm air onto it.
A look of pleasure emerged on the girl's flushed face. She looked down at Ho Fei-yu's every move, and a hint of lust seemed to ripple in her brown eyes.
"Does it feel better, Ruri-chan?"
"Mhm, it's better."
"But I still need Fei-yu Onii-chan to keep touching it for a bit longer."
Ho Fei-yu was about to stand up, but hearing the girl's request, he continued the same motion.
He slowly stood up only when the girl spoke again.
"Mwah~"
Ho Fei-yu had just stood halfway up when the girl propped herself up on the sofa with both hands, and a wet sensation landed on his face.
The girl's cherry lips had kissed his cheek.
"That's a reward for Fei-yu Onii-chan." Ruri Uchisama looked at Ho Fei-yu's stunned expression and said sweetly with a smile.
"Haha, alright, thank you for the reward, Ruri-chan." Ho Fei-yu watched Ruri Uchisama's lively, playful demeanor, stroking her hair as he sat down beside her.
As soon as he sat down, Ruri Uchisama climbed back into his arms, her lovely back pressing tightly against his chest. Since Ho Fei-yu was wearing a relatively thin T-shirt, he could clearly feel the girl's tender skin.
The faint, innocent, yet slightly alluring scent of a young woman entered his nostrils. Ho Fei-yu felt a flush of heat all over. The 'Lava Dragon' that was already somewhat agitated now fully raised its ferocious head, pressing against the girl's delicate back.
"Ruri-chan, could you..."
"What is it, Fei-yu Onii-chan?" Ho Fei-yu was about to remind the girl not to sit so close, otherwise, he couldn't appease the wrath of the 'Lava Dragon,' but the girl seemed unaware of the strange sensation against her back, turning her head with an innocent expression.
"No... nothing." He couldn't very well say that his 'Lava Dragon' had been provoked by his adopted sister, so he replied helplessly.
The girl said nothing in return, only slowly rocking from side to side, rubbing against the 'Lava Dragon' through the fabric.
Ho Fei-yu resisted the strange pleasure, repeatedly chanting silently, Namo Amitabha, Lord, form is emptiness, emptiness is form...
"Lunch is ready!"
It wasn't until Aunt Mitsuko brought out the dishes and called out that Ho Fei-yu was saved.
"I'll go call Kurumi-nee."
Ho Fei-yu immediately lifted Ruri Uchisama to the side and quickly darted towards Kurumi Uchisama's bedroom.
"Hmph! Let's see if you can still hold back later!"
Ruri Uchisama watched Ho Fei-yu flee. She extended a hand from where Ho Fei-yu's 'Lava Dragon' had been resting, rubbing her thumb and index finger together. A sticky substance stretched into a thin strand between them.
"Ugh~ I can't wait too long." She smelled her hand near her nose, sensing a faint scent of semen, and two pink stars appeared in her brown eyes.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Kurumi-nee, lunch is ready!" Ho Fei-yu knocked on Kurumi Uchisama's bedroom door.
"No one's there?"
"I'm coming in, okay!" He was worried when he got no reply, so he placed his hand on the doorknob.
"I'm really coming in now, okay!" Ho Fei-yu slowly turned the doorknob.
"The Wor... Mmm... Mmm..."
Just as he was about to fully turn the doorknob, the door opened from the inside. Since the door swung inward, he was pulled along and stumbled inside. He wanted to initiate his time-stop, but before he could finish the command, his head plunged directly into a pair of soft breasts.
"What's wrong, Fei-yu little brother? Want some milk before lunch?"
Ho Fei-yu naturally knew who it was. Hearing her teasing words, he tried to lift his head from her breasts, but found a hand pressing down on the back of his head.
A sweet aroma entered his nostrils. The flame ignited by Ruri Uchisama was now rekindled and surged up from his lower abdomen. Ho Fei-yu thought to himself, "Since you're so heartless, don't blame me for being unjust."
"Ying."
Kurumi Uchisama's face was plastered with a teasing smile. Teasing her younger brother filled her with a sense of accomplishment. But then, a burning warmth, accompanied by moisture, radiated from her breasts. It felt as if a mudskipper was wiggling on her snow-capped mountains. The strange sensation made her let out a moan.
"Bang!"
Like a scene from an anime where the hero and heroine bump into each other around a corner, Kurumi Uchisama slid backward onto the wooden floor under Ho Fei-yu's aggressive move. Her moist eyes looked up at Ho Fei-yu's face, watching him pant heavily, his hot breath hitting her face, like a beast choosing its prey.
"Are you going to devour me?" Kurumi Uchisama showed no fear. Instead, she looked at Ho Fei-yu alluringly, uttering such suggestive words.
Although Ho Fei-yu was a titanium-alloy virgin in both lives, he hadn't watched any less adult films. He had also seen his fair share of both decent and indecent anime. He knew well that the cuckolds in those indecent anime were usually the 'nice guy' type, remaining gentlemen even when girls confessed to them. This was one reason why some heroines were stolen by the 'blond-haired guys' and sleazy old men. He wouldn't be that kind of person.
He looked at Kurumi Uchisama's charming face and could resist no longer. He bent his arms, brought his body close, and pressed his face down toward hers.
"Mmm, mmm... Mmm~"
The boy's lips met the girl's. He traced patterns on her lips until his 'ink' ran dry, then withdrew it back into his mouth. Moments later, it was fully saturated with 'ink' again, ready to re-enter the girl's rosy cavern. Like two magnets of different polarities, the girl also wrapped around him. Dry kindling and fierce fire instantly ignited, fiercely intertwining. Their mouths created a captivating symphony. At this moment, only the sound of their 'ink' intertwining echoed in the room.
When they parted, a silver thread stretched between their mouths and broke, dripping onto the girl's chin and neck.
"You can do it~"
Ho Fei-yu propped himself up, looking at the lustful Kurumi Uchisama beneath him. Only after her moist cherry lips spoke those words did he lower his head again.
"Ying~ Slow down, you're in such a hurry~"
"Mmm~ Ah~ Mmm..."
Ho Fei-yu's head burrowed wildly into Kurumi Uchisama's snowy peaks. With his every movement, more of the girl's tender, fair skin on her breasts was revealed. He only stopped his random burying when a hint of crimson appeared on one of the snowy peaks, and focused his efforts on revealing the crimson completely.
Finally, after persistent effort, the true face of the crimson was fully exposed—a cherry hanging on a cherry tree.
The boy, as if he had found a delicacy, directly enveloped it in his mouth. Due to the delicious cherry, his mouth secreted a large amount of saliva, drowning it.
The crimson cherry was treated like a toy, sometimes played with by the boy's 'ink,' sometimes lightly bitten. The cherry, which was originally the size of a pinky finger, grew to the size of a thumb under the boy's teasing.
The feast continued until a puzzled inquiry sounded, halting the spectacle.
"Fei-yu-kun, Kurumi-chan, what are you doing? Lunch is getting cold!"
The sound arrived before the person did, and the two people on the floor froze instantly.
"Hurry up, Fei-yu little brother! Looks like you can only get a taste today. Auntie will come back for you next time~" Kurumi Uchisama's flushed face showed a hint of panic, but her tone was still playful toward Ho Fei-yu.
"Heh heh, no rush. I'm going to finish having my fill right now." Ho Fei-yu was about to get up but, hearing Kurumi Uchisama's challenging words, decided to scare her.
"Ying~ Hurry... hurry up and get up... if... Mom... sees... it won't... be... good... Mmm~" Kurumi Uchisama saw Ho Fei-yu lean down again, sucking at her breasts. As the footsteps grew closer, a sense of taboo surged in her heart. A stronger sensation than before swept through her body. She even felt a faint stream flowing from her mysterious peach garden, which made her let out a moan.
"Why is no one answering? Where are they?" Mitsuko Uchisama's voice sounded again, just around the corner. In another second, they would be discovered.
"Uh? Fei-yu-kun, why are you standing at the door? Where is Kurumi-chan? I called out to you both, but no one answered!" Mitsuko Uchisama looked at Ho Fei-yu standing by the door, sounding confused and slightly displeased.
"Uh... Aunt Mitsuko, I went to the restroom earlier and just came out. I was just about to knock on Kurumi-nee's door." Ho Fei-yu had thought of this excuse when he decided to continue harassing Kurumi Uchisama. Using the five-second time-stop of The Platinum Heart, he first carried Kurumi Uchisama back to her bed, then came out and closed the door, creating the illusion that he had just arrived.
"Is that so? Kurumi-chan, are you still sleeping? Come out for lunch!" Mitsuko Uchisama was slightly puzzled by Ho Fei-yu's words but didn't suspect anything, as she hadn't heard any hurried footsteps either. She knocked on her eldest daughter's door.
"Coming! Oka-san!" Kurumi Uchisama's voice came from inside the room. Soon, the door opened.
Kurumi Uchisama's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes still holding a hint of lust, and her clothes near her chest were slightly disheveled, suggesting she had just been engaged in some naughty business.
"Honestly! Right before lunch! You... you... well, young people need to be moderate, alright?" Mitsuko Uchisama hadn't been moisturized for over ten years, but based on her eldest daughter's flushed face and disheveled clothes, she could guess what had happened. Her face held a knowing, suggestive expression, but her tone was still advisory.
"Ah! Oh... okay." Kurumi Uchisama was still somewhat dazed. She didn't know why, one moment she was entangled with Ho Fei-yu on the floor, and the next moment, she was back in her bed. Only when she heard her mother's somewhat instructive yet suggestive words did she come back to her senses and reply perfunctorily.
"Let's go, it's time to eat." Mitsuko Uchisama looked at her eldest daughter's perfunctory response and decided not to say anything more. She actually kept a secret from her two daughters: the women in their family carried a hereditary trait. Every generation of women had it—they became extremely wanton toward the men they liked, yearning for his nourishment.
Since she brought Ho Fei-yu home, her two daughters had unconsciously started to provoke him, though it hadn't gone too far, remaining at the level of physical contact. But as time went on, they would eventually be unable to suppress this instinct... and the same went for her.
"What happened?" Kurumi Uchisama, seeing her mother walk away, quickly stepped over to Ho Fei-yu and whispered, her flushed face full of curiosity and confusion.
"Hehe, it's a secret."
"Mmm??"
"By the way, also~ Kurumi-nee's lips tasted very sweet."
"You! Hmph! Wait until I get your secret out of you! Then, humph humph!!" Kurumi Uchisama was about to say something after hearing Ho Fei-yu's words, but suddenly felt a lot of saliva well up in her mouth, as if she had just been forcefully kissed. Before she could figure it out, she heard Ho Fei-yu's teasing words and immediately guessed it was someone's prank. She quickly swallowed the saliva. When she tried to say something else, Ho Fei-yu was already gone. She could only utter a fierce threat, but a seductive smile appeared on her flushed face.
"I dig in!" x4
The family of three waited for Kurumi Uchisama to sit down, and the four of them performed their routine pre-meal ritual before picking up their chopsticks.
Placed in front of Ho Fei-yu was a delicious plate of eel rice and a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.
The rice was glistening and perfectly cooked. The seaweed egg drop soup was fresh and delicately flavored.
This was Aunt Mitsuko's signature dish. He had eaten it many times over the past year, but it was always endlessly satisfying.
Ho Fei-yu couldn't wait, picking up his chopsticks to take a bite of eel meat mixed with rice. In the first few bites, the rich, savory flavor that instantly dominated his taste buds was captivating.
However, after that, the sweetness, saltiness, and stickiness of the sauce slowly took over, and the deliciousness became somewhat diluted. Even sprinkling it with Japanese pepper couldn't save it, as the flavor was masked by the sauce's salty-sweetness.
The eel is the heart, the sauce is the soul, and the rice is the body. The heart, soul, and body complement each other. Once the sauce overpowers the others, the dish is ruined.
A miss by a hair is a mile lost!
The seasoning of the eel sauce is a delicate art of balance—too little and it's bland, too much and it's cloyingly rich.
Thus, he ate quickly and heartily~
Delicious!!!