Miyajima Sōsuke stood outside the bathroom door, unable to do anything, watching helplessly as that damn brat entered the bathroom where his wife was. He couldn't stop it.
He couldn't resist the power of the Universal Pass.
The man wore a mask of pain. Miyajima Tsubaki was his wife. Even if he was giving her as a gift to someone else for benefits and profit, it still felt like a knife twisting in his heart. But now, to be taken by a brat...
Did I just say 'please go in' to him?
What a joke!
The man outside the door raged impotently. Inside, the lady looked at the boy entering in surprise. Clearly, Aunt Miyajima also hadn't expected Kazuma to come in at this time. Although that man's attitude towards Kazuma was strange, tolerating it again and again...
But directly entering the bathroom to bathe with her... could he tolerate this too?
"Kazuma, how did you get in?"
"Of course, Mr. Miyajima invited me in. He's right outside the door, hehe."
"How did you manage this?"
"This is my supernatural power. Auntie, do you feel a bit more at ease now?"
Kazuma looked at her, admiring the mature, sexy female body before him. The lady's voluptuous, graceful figure was completely exposed to him. Although Kazuma had seen it before, it still captivated all his attention.
Water droplets slid down her fair skin. With the rising steam and mist, that faintly visible curve and the sexy, hazy beauty made Kazuma take a breath.
Her blue braid was undone, clinging to her skin with the water flow, hanging down her back. Her snow-white feet stepped on the floor. Her slender long legs had a hint of plumpness, making one want to feel the elasticity of her thighs with their hands.
Large, full boobs, a perfectly shaped ass, presenting a hot S-curve.
Miyajima Tsubaki also noticed his gaze. The lady didn't hide, generously displaying herself to him. Then she gracefully walked up to Kazuma, raised her finger, letting a water droplet drip from her fingertip onto his nose. Her palm slowly moved.
"Want to bathe together?" the gorgeous lady tempted.
"Sure," Kazuma's nose was filled with her scent. The lady's body fragrance mixed with the shower gel made one increasingly restless, starting to boil. "Auntie, you're so beautiful."
Slap!
"Naughty child," Miyajima Tsubaki pressed him against the wall. Water splashed. The lady's fingers slid along Kazuma's face. Her crimson lips parted slightly, her fragrant tongue licking her lips. Her slightly damp breath brushed against Kazuma's face.
"Barging into Auntie's bathroom, and even getting turned on by Auntie..." she chided while slowly using her fingers to undo his belt. As the boy's wet clothes slid off, his firm muscles were caressed, kissed, and nibbled by Mrs. Miyajima with infatuation.
"Is it because the master of the house is right outside, making you feel very excited?" Her breathing was somewhat disorder. "As a guest, you're here playing with the mistress, watching the mistress yield and be conquered by you before your eyes. It gives you a sense of achievement, right? You evil, naughty Kazuma—"
I think *you're* the one who feels a great sense of achievement and excitement!
Although I feel a bit too...
"Auntie, what are you saying? I just wanted to come in and help you scrub your back," Kazuma showed an innocent expression. Even though he was holding her full breast, feeling the ultimate sensations this gorgeous lady brought him, his face was utterly pure.
"See, I'm just helping Auntie wash her body."
"..."
Her breathing grew even more ragged.
"Yes, just scrubbing," Miyajima Tsubaki's voice was somewhat hoarse. Clearly, compared to in the yard, Mrs. Miyajima was now more excited, more passionate, and also filled with more affection. "Kazuma, it's okay to use a bit more force. That's the only way to scrub clean... mmm!"
"Auntie, I'm also quite dirty. Could you help wash me?"
"Of course," Miyajima Tsubaki's eyes were hazy as she pressed the large 'thunder' against him. "Auntie will wipe you down right now. Especially down there... it must be washed thoroughly."
Hmm, the scrubbing movements began to grow heated.
"Auntie, is it clean now?"
"Not yet~ There's still the inside. Kazuma, use this to help Auntie wash the inside. It has to be washed very cleanly. Auntie is very particular about cleanliness, oh————"
Passion ignited in an instant. Miyajima Tsubaki and Kazuma sat down in the bathtub. The disheveled lady completely let herself go for once.
Immersed in the joyful scrubbing.
Outside, Miyajima Sōsuke was in a rather awkward position. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stood trembling at the door. He could only hear the sound of splashing water, nothing else. But precisely because of that, it fueled endless wild imaginations.
Especially as time ticked by. It had been almost half an hour and they still hadn't come out. The man grew increasingly restless and began pounding on the door. "Tsubaki! Are you two done yet?! How much longer are you going to stay in there?!"
"Brat! And you — hurry up and get out!"
However, no matter how much the man roared or pounded on the door, there was no response from inside. This made him frantically grab his own hair. The scarred face grew increasingly ferocious, and the accumulated rage swelled.
His internal organs felt like they were about to be scorched by fury. But when a refreshed Kazuma and the lady, clad in a white nightgown with rosy cheeks and a thoroughly satisfied look, emerged, the man's eyes nearly turned red.
What were you doing in there?!
"Mr. Miyajima, what else could we be doing but taking a bath?" Kazuma blinked innocently. "Just helping each other scrub. That naturally takes a bit of time."
"You two... you'd better have just been bathing."
The man stared deathly at Kazuma, his gaze practically wanting to devour him alive. It was like looking at the bratty kid next door. No, worse—a plague god even more outrageous than a bratty kid!
"You've seen what you wanted to see, eaten, and bathed. Brat, you should be satisfied now, right? You can leave!" Judging by the man's expression, he wished he could have him carried out on a palanquin borne by eight men!
"Um, Mr. Miyajima..." Kazuma fidgeted a bit, saying shyly, "I'd like to stay here for the night. Is that okay?"
The man nearly choked and fainted. No way!!
"Of course, no problem," he said, his face ashen, the words clearly forced. It looked exactly like he was being threatened. "But... staying out overnight without telling your family, won't they worry?"
"Oh, it's fine. I'm an orphan, and I don't have a home either," Kazuma waved his hand dismissively. "I'm so happy to finally get to stay in such a big house."
"..."
"Oh, right. I want to sleep in Auntie's room. I want to sleep with Aunt Miyajima."
"That's impossible!" Miyajima Sōsuke finally snapped. He roared, his ferocious, menacing face like a demon's, glaring at him viciously. "Brat, don't go too far!"
"Why not?" Mrs. Miyajima paid no heed to his protest. She even proactively grabbed Kazuma's arm, her eyes filled with tenderness, doting affection, and a deep, profound love. "Kazuma, let's go to Auntie's room right now. Auntie will hold you while you sleep tonight."
"As long as you like it, Auntie's room will be your bedroom from now on."
"Tsubaki! What nonsense are you talking?! How can you with this guy..."
Miyajima Sōsuke despairingly closed his mouth. Faced with Kazuma's universal pass, he ultimately swallowed back his words of refusal. His lips trembling, he uttered that sentence.
"You... please..."
Having said that, the man seemed to lose all his spirit. He couldn't understand why he had become like this. His home had been completely taken over by that brat, as if *he* were the master here, free to do whatever he pleased.
Even his own wife was being used by him at will.
Watching his wife enter the bedroom with that damned brat, while he could do nothing but stand here—not even trying to stop them, he couldn't muster the will to resist. An inexplicable voice in his heart told him this was only natural.
Kazuma *should* enter that room!!
This was simply too much!
And Miyajima Sōsuke found that all he seemed capable of was escape. Out of sight.
Under the pitch-black night sky, the man left the Miyajima residence. He didn't want to see that brat anymore————!!
"Auntie, that guy ran off. Seems he still couldn't handle our Stimulate (stimulation), huh," Kazuma stood by the window, pulling the curtain aside a crack to watch the man's disheveled (disheveled) retreat under the night sky, chuckling.
The white nightgown slipped from her body. Mrs. Miyajima wrapped her arms around Kazuma's neck from behind, pressing against his back. The mature fruit (fruit) was squeezed out of shape. "Don't mind that man, Kazuma. Auntie is your woman now~"
Right now, she just wanted to stick close to this boy, enjoy their A world for two (world of two), and not be disturbed by anyone.
"Yeah, Auntie is my woman. After the weekend, once I deal with that Boeyman, I'll handle that guy. Aunt Miyajima is mine. I'll absolutely never let anyone else have her, mmm!"
Once again, he was claimed by Mrs. Miyajima's passionate cherry lips and fragrant tongue. The A lingering kiss (lingering kiss) lasted a long time before Miyajima Tsubaki finally parted her lips, a silvery thread stretching between them. Cradling the boy's face, her eyes shimmered with heartache.
"Kazuma, what you said earlier... is it true?"
"What?"
"That you're an orphan..."
She had been very concerned about this point. Mrs. Miyajima realized she knew almost nothing about Kazuma. This boy with miraculous powers, the boy who had saved her—she knew nothing about him, hadn't asked about his past.
His background was actually so pitiful.
"That's all in the past," Kazuma thought of Akane and the others, of everything that had happened in the over half-month since his Time travel (transmigration/Time travel), a smile spreading across his face. "I have a lot of family now, though they're all girls, ahem. Aunt Miyajima, you won't get jealous, will you?"
He teased.
Seeing him winking and making faces at her, the elegant, gentle lady's tender expression didn't change. "Of course not. How could I ever be angry with you? Kazuma, Auntie is also your family. This place is your home."
She pulled Kazuma into her embrace, wanting to give him all her love. Holding his head, she thought: He saved me, and I will save him too. I'll dedicate everything to him.
"Let's do it~ Auntie will I will cherish you (love you properly)," Mrs. Miyajima swayed her hips wantonly. "This time, it's not for revenge. It's just for you, for Kazuma."
"Today is my Danger period (fertile window). It's okay, Kazuma. Give it all to me."
"Don't let a single drop Leak, Auntie... Auntie wants to have your baby..."
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