Ding!
[System detects that you have not performed your Check-in today.]
[Would you like to Check-in now?]
[Yes / No]
Some time had passed since Kuro performed the mana transfer with Kama.
Now, he stood in the kitchen, holding a can of alcohol in his left hand.
Before him, a system interface hovered, displaying a Daily Check-in notification.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
This was not an ordinary check-in—it was the seventh day.
Based on his experience and the information he had, the system usually provided a special reward at this point.
Something far more valuable than on previous days.
Moreover, Kuro planned to seize part of Gilgamesh's treasure. The risks he would face were clearly increasing—and the system would surely "balance" that with a reward of equal worth.
"I'm curious…" he murmured softly. "What's the reward this time?"
Without hesitation, he selected "Yes" on the interface.
Ding!
[Congratulations, you have received Ten Gacha Tickets.]
Ten golden tickets appeared in the air, floating right in front of him.
Kuro immediately picked them up, inspecting each one with a flat yet attentive expression.
"Ten random tickets…" he murmured softly.
He let out a light sigh.
"…hopefully the results won't be disappointing."
But before using the tickets, Kuro sensed someone approaching. He turned toward the source.
From the corridor leading to the kitchen, Osakabehime walked slowly toward the fridge beside him.
Silence filled the room.
Strangely, she didn't open the fridge immediately. Her face was slightly flushed.
Kuro watched her for a moment, then furrowed his brow slightly.
"Uh… do you need something from me?" he asked, breaking the silence. "Hime-san?"
Osakabehime's face turned even redder.
She raised her hands to her chest, her fingers moving awkwardly, while her eyes darted around—clearly struggling to form words.
"Y-yeah… it's nothing…" she replied, her voice growing quieter. "It's just… that… um… Maa-chan, I didn't expect you could… that much…"
She suddenly turned toward Kuro, but her posture grew even stiffer. Her gaze was restless, as if she didn't know where to focus.
"Y-you… know, Maa-chan, right? The… adult doujin stuff… and then… this one… and that… like that…"
Kuro fell silent.
It took him a fraction of a second to grasp the direction of her words—and once he understood, his expression immediately turned flat.
"You…" he said carefully, "…you saw it?"
Osakabehime froze.
She scratched her cheek lightly—though clearly not out of itchiness—and continued avoiding Kuro's gaze.
"…a little," she answered briefly.
Silence fell again.
Osakabehime shifted awkwardly in place.
"I-it's not like I was thinking weird things about Maa-chan or anything…" she quickly added, her voice slightly panicked.
Kuro was silent for a moment, then offered a faint smile and slightly lowered his head.
"In that case, I apologize for showing something inappropriate…" he said softly.
Osakabehime immediately lifted her head.
"E-eh?! N-no, it's not like that at all!"
She waved both hands frantically in front of her chest, her face growing even redder.
"I-I also didn't mean to see it, so it's not entirely Maa-chan's fault!"
She paused for a moment and glanced to the side.
"…Besides… it's not really 'inappropriate' either…" she murmured almost inaudibly.
Silence hung for a few seconds.
"S-so… yeah… don't think too much about it…" she continued, trying to sound casual—though she was clearly still awkward.
Seeing her reaction, Kuro chuckled softly.
Osakabehime immediately reacted.
"D-don't laugh at me!" she protested, her face growing even redder.
She quickly held something out toward Kuro.
Her phone.
"T-this… I actually wanted to return it…" she said, her voice a bit quiet. "Earlier… well… it's because of this…"
She scratched her cheek awkwardly, avoiding his gaze.
"…I ended up seeing weird stuff…"
She took a small breath and lowered her head slightly.
"A-and… I'm sorry," she continued softly. "I-I went overboard buying so many things… until the account ran out…"
She glanced briefly, nervous.
"T-tomorrow, maybe… a lot more will arrive…"
Kuro took the phone from Osakabehime's hands and frowned.
"Seriously?" he said, almost in disbelief.
Osakabehime immediately stiffened.
"I-I'm doing this for the perfect base, you know…!" she defended herself quickly, though her voice trailed off at the end.
A brief silence followed.
She suddenly lowered her head further, her fingers fidgeting together awkwardly.
"…u-um…"
She glanced briefly at Kuro, her face flushed all the way to her ears.
"…if that's still not enough…"
She took a small breath and closed her eyes for a moment, as if gathering courage.
"…I… can apologize in another way…"
Her voice was very soft.
Awkward.
But clearly not entirely a joke.
Kuro raised one eyebrow, visibly curious.
"How…?" he asked briefly.
Osakabehime lowered her head deeply.
"K-kissing…" she said softly, almost like a whisper.
Kuro tilted his head.
"…what?"
Osakabehime clenched her small fists, then raised her voice slightly—though it still trembled.
"W-we… kiss…" she repeated.
Silence fell between them again.
Kuro took a small sip of the alcohol in his hand, his expression calm—but now more attentive.
"You…" he said softly, "…are you sure?"
Osakabehime nodded slightly.
"Just a kiss… it's fine…" she replied, trying to sound firm, though her voice still wavered.
She slowly lifted her flushed face, still struggling to look Kuro directly in the eyes.
Her gaze shifted for a moment—then returned, hesitant.
"…this… is just to apologize…" she added quietly, trying to convince herself.
Kuro gave a faint smile.
He placed his phone and the can of alcohol on the nearby table, then lifted his hand slowly, gently touching Osakabehime's cheek—as if afraid to break something so fragile.
He leaned closer.
Osakabehime closed her eyes, letting herself sink into a moment she had never imagined before.
The two sheets of warmth finally met.
The touch was light… yet gradually deepened, like the spring sun quietly melting snow that had been frozen for too long.
"Mmah...♡"
Something warm slipped in, flowing slowly, carrying a sweet, unfamiliar—but irresistibly alluring—sensation, like a drop of nectar found amidst the chill of the season.
"Hng...♡ lick...♡ slurp...♡ haa...♡"
Their breaths mingled, soft and intermittent, like the first raindrops falling on a silent roof.
Osakabehime's head felt light, as if the world were gradually fading away, leaving only that warmth… and herself immersed in it without resistance.
She had never imagined that merely kissing her Master could feel… this beautiful.
Slowly, Kuro pulled back.
A thin, invisible trace lingered between them for a moment before finally vanishing.
Osakabehime opened her eyes again.
"Haah...♡ haah...♡ haah...♡"
There was a moist glimmer there, her gaze gentle, almost fragile—while her breath still lingered in a slow rhythm, like rain that hadn't quite stopped.
For some reason, a foreign desire flickered in her mind—subtle, yet strong enough to make her chest race.
She didn't want it to end here.
"Maa-chan…♡ i-if it's still not enough…♡" her voice was soft, awkward, like a fragile thread on the verge of snapping. "W-we could…"
Her words hung in the air.
Slowly, she stepped back two paces.
Her movements were hesitant… yet carried a faint, trembling resolve beneath them.
Her fingers brushed the hem of her skirt, lifting it slightly—as if revealing something she had kept tightly hidden, like a blossom finally opening in the quiet of night.
A clear trail glimmered along her thighs, faintly shining in the light, while a few drops fell slowly, betraying the unspoken restlessness within her.
She remained standing there, her breath unsteady—torn between covering herself again or leaving everything exposed as it was.
Silence.
The air between them shifted—heavier, warmer.
Kuro, watching, said nothing.
Yet his gaze alone was enough to convey that he understood everything, without a single word.
A faint, mischievous yet gentle smile appeared on his face.
"You…" he murmured softly, almost a whisper. "Alright. Just a moment, okay? I still have things I need to do."
Osakabehime nodded slightly.
"Th-That's enough…"
Kuro's steps drew closer, slow and calm, as if he didn't want to disturb the fragile atmosphere that had formed.
His movements were relaxed, yet carried a certain rhythm—something that made Osakabehime's heart beat faster.
Kuro let go of her pants, revealing a secret that made the woman before him blush.
Finally, the space between them vanished.
Osakabehime drew a soft breath.
There was hesitation… but also an urge she could not ignore.
Slowly, she turned her body, facing away from Kuro. Her steps were small as she approached the wall, her fingers touching the cold surface for support.
Her body bent slightly—creating a delicate silhouette that felt… far too exposed.
Like a night blossom unconsciously showing its petals to the wind.
"Heuk...♡ it in...♡"
Her breath caught.
She could feel Kuro's presence behind her—close… too close.
Warm.
Slowly, that warmth drew near, brushing against the most sensitive edge of her being—a first touch that made her body tremble lightly, like tiny ripples on the surface of still water.
"Ahh…♡ haah...♡ haah...♡"
The sound slipped out, soft, almost like the first whisper of rain.
"Shh…" Kuro said softly. "Hold your voice."
Osakabehime nodded, awkwardly.
Kuro smiled and moved slowly.
Not hurried… as if savoring how each small reaction he evoked rippled through Osakabehime's body.
His rhythm was calm, yet deliberate—like waves arriving repeatedly, gradually eroding the shore.
"Hngg...♡ mmm...♡ hhh...♡ ngeh...♡"
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Author's note:
I'm too lazy to make an Author's note.
Well, that's the gist of it. Let's try changing the taste.