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Excitedly, I led them upstairs to pick their rooms and settle these three important new "family members." Fortunately, the villa Ruan Mei prepared was indeed large enough to accommodate them with room to spare.
At dinner time, with Himeko joining (her cooking wasn't as expert in Xianzhou cuisine as Lingsha's, but it was still quite good), added to Lingsha's meticulous preparations, the dinner table became exceptionally lavish. An array of dishes nearly filled the long table, the aroma enticing and mouth-watering.
Naturally, I sat at the head of the table. Lingsha sat right next to me on my right, like the most gentle and considerate wife, carefully serving me food and rice. She would even use serving chopsticks to pick out shrimp or de-bone fish for me, softly reminding me to open my mouth when I was distracted by conversation. She did this so naturally, a glow of happy satisfaction on her face, as if serving me was a matter of course that brought her immense joy.
On my left sat Jingliu. Perhaps because there were more people, the formerly cold Sword Champion seemed a bit... shy? She no longer clumsily tried to imitate Lingsha in serving me as she did when it was just the four of us. Instead, she sat quietly, eating silently, occasionally glancing at me. Her eyes were still cool, but they held less distance and a bit more subtle softness.
Watching Lingsha's meticulous care for me, March 7th, sitting opposite, finally couldn't help herself. Her eyes widened, and she teased with an exaggerated tone: "Whoa! Ms. Lingsha, you're way too virtuous! Did the Trailblazer save the entire galaxy in his past life to have you be so good to him?"
Before Lingsha could respond, Silver Wolf, who was burying her face in the delicious food, looked up with her mouth stuffed, nodding incoherently: "Tsk, March, you're making a fuss over nothing. This is nothing! You should've seen them before; that was truly over the top, so lovey-dovey it made me sick!" She spoke while quickly sweeping more food from the table, as if afraid it would be snatched if she ate too slowly.
Hearing their teasing, Lingsha just smiled gently without defending herself, continuing to focus on taking care of me. Himeko and Black Swan exchanged a smile that carried understanding and a sense of having seen it all. They seemed long accustomed to—or had perhaps even anticipated—this combination of "harem rivalry" and "daily bickering." They didn't participate much in the interaction, eating elegantly while discussing topics in low voices that I couldn't quite catch—likely something about the Cremators or interstellar navigation.
And so, dinner passed in a state of joy and warmth, mixed with a strange "shura field" atmosphere, amidst Lingsha's gentle service, Jingliu's quiet company, March and Silver Wolf's noisy bickering, and the calm observation of Himeko and Black Swan.
After dinner, the noisy living room gradually quieted down. Silver Wolf and March 7th were still hogging the gaming gear, having a blast in the virtual world. Lingsha and Jingliu had presumably returned to their rooms to rest or train. Himeko and Black Swan were whispering about something and didn't pay much attention to me.
The amount of information I received today was a bit much. The sudden arrival of my three Express companions and the new information they brought about the past and the research had my brain in a muddle. I needed a place to quiet down and digest it all.
So, I went alone to the open-air hot spring in the courtyard. The warm spring water wrapped around my body, and misty steam rose into the night air, carrying the faint, characteristic scent of sulfur. I leaned comfortably against the edge of the pool, closing my eyes and feeling this rare peace, trying to untangle my messy thoughts.
However, the peace didn't last long.
Within the hazy steam, two graceful and enchanting silhouettes silently emerged. Their figures loomed in and out of the mist like lunar goddesses, possessing a heart-stopping beauty. As they drifted closer, I saw they were Himeko and Black Swan! They were wrapped only in pure white bath towels, barely covering the essentials, exposing rounded shoulders and slender calves.
They didn't seem to care that I was already in the pool, stepping elegantly into the warm water. Ripples spread with a soft sound. Then, under my slightly surprised gaze, they naturally undid their towels, letting the last barrier slide into the water, revealing two mature, voluptuous, yet stylistically distinct and perfect bodies.
Himeko's body was a vision of mature, fiery sensuality. Her skin glowed with a healthy, warm tone, her massive, heavy breasts—full and melon-like, easily E-cup or larger—swayed heavily with each movement, the large, puffy pink nipples already stiff and erect from the cool night air and building arousal, surrounded by wide, soft areolas. Her waist curved dramatically into wide, child-bearing hips and thick, powerful thighs that jiggled slightly with every step. Between those plush thighs, her plump, fire-red haired pussy was visibly aroused: the outer lips were thick and swollen, parted slightly to reveal slick, glistening inner folds of a rich, deep pink, already dripping with thick, pearly nectar that coated her thighs. The entrance looked soft and inviting, pulsing faintly with need.
Black Swan's body was the epitome of elegant, porcelain perfection. Her skin was an almost ethereal, bloodless white, cool and flawless like polished jade. Her breasts were high and perky, full and teardrop-shaped with perfectly proportioned dark crimson nipples that stood out sharply against her pale flesh, the areolas small and delicate. Her waist was impossibly narrow, flaring into smooth, rounded hips and long, slender legs that seemed endless. Her pussy was completely smooth and hairless, the outer lips a delicate pale pink, already swollen and puffy from arousal, the tight slit glistening with cool, translucent nectar that slowly dripped down her inner thighs. The inner folds peeked out slightly, a soft, rosy pink that looked incredibly tight and untouched.
Immediately after, they sat down on either side of me. They sat very close, their warm, soft bodies almost pressed tightly against my arms. I could even clearly feel their large, full breasts unreservedly squeezing and enveloping my left and right arms. That incredible softness and heavy sense of weight made my arm muscles tighten involuntarily.
Because the distance was so close and the steam was rising, I could see with absolute clarity the upright crimson buds on their chests and the tempting scenery of the mysterious valleys below. Himeko's flame-like red hair contrasted sharply with Black Swan's more restrained, night-like dark hues, but both exuded a lethal temptation.
The unique scents they each carried—a mix of bath lily fragrance and mature body scent—also drifted into my nose in wisps: Himeko's was a warm fragrance with a hint of coffee aroma, while Black Swan's was that mysterious, cool, and unique scent reminiscent of an ancient scroll.
Under this intense sensory stimulation of sight, touch, and smell, my body, which had just calmed down, unhelpfully rose up again.