Kapitel 187: Immunity
Warm light filled the room.
Kneeling on the bed, Sasaki could clearly see Aunt Kyouka's soft flesh at her slender waist shifting under his fingertips.
Enjoying the soft and smooth feel like lamb fat jade at his fingertips, he chatted idly with her about trivial matters.
Time flowed like a gentle stream, unnoticed.
At some point, the replies from Kyouka, who was lying on the bed, ceased.
Sasaki continued his gentle and firm massage with one hand while checking the time on his phone with the other.
23:06.
'It's this late already...'
Withdrawing his hands, he straightened up and slowly moved to the bedside.
Looking at the beauty Kyoka lying on the bed, her face a lovely shade of pink, her brows relaxed as she slept peacefully.
He gently pulled the thin blanket folded at the end of the bed over her.
As for changing Aunt Kyoka's clothes...
Sasaki had thought about it, but doing so would be more harmful than beneficial to their current relationship.
The strategic plan now was to make her enjoy and rely on his thoughtful massages.
Once their relationship deepened over time, it wouldn't be too late to think about changing clothes then.
Covering Aunt Kyouka with the light red blanket, Sasaki didn't make any unnecessary moves.
He put on his slippers, turned off the light, and carefully closed the door.
Back in his room, Sasaki tossed the exam paper with Aunt Kyoka's name written on it aside on his desk and picked up the intact package placed there.
Rip~
He tore open the outer packaging, revealing a plain white box about the size of a shoebox.
Opening the elastic plastic-like lid, he found the black tech he had obtained from Masami Kitou inside.
At first glance, the two items hadn't changed.
One was still a simple spray made from a transparent plastic bottle and spray head.
The other was a heart-shaped pink glass perfume.
After being modified by Fujitsubaki, these things had little effect anymore, at least not for Sasaki.
The genuine Illusion Agent had too narrow a use, aside from slightly increasing sensitivity, it only worked a bit during sleep, drinking, or intimate activities.
The Love Potion was even less useful, mainly inducing arousal and distorting psychology.
Understandably, these bedroom toys had limited usefulness in daily life...
But when playing with Otome, Rinka, and Momo, these could add some fun.
However, since they were drugs, it was best not to use them if possible. Sasaki had confidence in his skills.
Besides...
"Hmm... the Illusion Agent is supposed to increase sensitivity, right..."
Holding the small bottle about ten centimeters long between his fingers, Sasaki murmured with interest.
His curiosity about the Illusion Agent wasn't for leading the charge himself.
He wanted to see if he could be immune to it given his physique.
As more and more beautiful girls gathered around him, more perverts would likely target them.
To prevent any unpleasant incidents, Sasaki needed to determine his immunity to these underhanded tricks.
This wasn't him being overly cautious but a preventive measure.
After all, being prepared and aware of something before was better than regretting later.
Without delay, Sasaki sat on the bed, retrieved a rarely used utility knife from the bedside drawer, and got to work.
Hiss~
He sprayed the 'Def-Reducing' spray on his left palm and then used the utility knife to cut over the sprayed area.
The sharp but thin blade felt like it was slicing through a tough leather hide.
Except for a faint white mark, there were no signs of a cut...
Sasaki confirmed that he used the same force as last time he cut his hand.
Excluding the possibility that his skin had thickened, the utility knife not cutting through his skin meant the spray had no effect...
At least not when he was prepared.
As for the Love Potion... To be honest, Sasaki felt he could get aroused without it, after all, having spent many days and nights with a seductive beauty Otome lively Rinka, he did not develop self control.
However, he wasn't overly hot and bothered mentally or physically.
Taking advantage of his calm state, he decided this was the best time to test and sprayed some perfume on his neck.
Hmm... Contrary to what he expected, the perfume had a light floral and fruity scent.
It was hard to pinpoint the exact fruit, but it smelled pleasant.
Fanning the air, Sasaki sniffed the perfume, looking down at the bottle, waiting for it to take effect.
Ten minutes later.
"Seems like this stuff doesn't work on me."
Sitting on the bed, he comfortably hunched over, playing with the nicely textured perfume bottle.
This thing seemed ineffective on him, though he wondered if it would work on the girls he was close to...
'Find an opportunity to test it.'
Thinking this, Sasaki put the two small bottles and the utility knife back in the bedside drawer, plugged in his phone to charge, and got up to wash.
Although he hadn't drunk any alcohol tonight, carrying Yuuka, who had, meant some smell might have clung to him.
It was better to wash.
By the time he finished showering, it was already 11:40.
Thanks to his body, even staying up several nights in a row wouldn't affect Sasaki, so he wouldn't fall asleep immediately.
He checked messages on LINE, all of which were from girls.
Idiot Chifuyu's avatar was a little girl hugging a big brown plush bear.
The last message was at 10:05, when Sasaki was on his way home.
There were also messages from Rinka, Otome, Momo, Shinomiya, Yukiha, Kasumi, and others.
Everyone had their own things to do daily.
But sharing small events or listening to others' stories was part of building relationships.
An important sign of liking someone was the desire to share.
If you don't even want to do most basic communication and share... it means you don't want to waste time with them.
After replying good night to each of them one by one, Sasaki looked at the ceiling above his head and slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, he noticed someone climbing onto his bed.
Before he could sit up, a blue and white bowl quickly approached his face.
"Mmph!"
"Huh~~~?"
"Fuyumi-nii, don't, don't, don't breathe out~"
His head was tightly squeezed by the slender legs wrapped in black over-the-knee socks, unable to move an inch.
Facing Rinka's early morning antics, offering him a warm, freshly made steamed bun, Sasaki felt helpless.
He gently patted her firm and pert little buttocks, signaling for her to get off.
But the girl, seemingly drained of energy, held onto the bed's headboard, laughing awkwardly:
"Fuyumi-nii, I don't have any strength left..."
"Huh?"
"Fuy... Fuyumi-nii, don't talk, I..."
...
Without any reservation, Sasaki stood naked in the room, putting on clothes, and looked at Rinka, who was sitting on the bed with a mischievous smile, shaking his head and saying:
"You're really too reckless. Aren't you afraid of suffocating me?"
Covering her face with her hands, with her mischievous and lively eyes exposed through the gaps between her fingers, Rinka laughed carelessly in response to Sasaki's words:
"How could I? I can hold my breath for a long time now. Fuyumi-nii won't suffocate that easily~"
"Besides, don't all boys want this kind of wake-up service?"
"Who said that? Not all boys like it..."
Hearing the hidden meaning in Fuyumi-nii words, which was not a rejection but a desire for a different kind of service, Rinka blinked her eyes and asked thoughtfully:
"Then what does Fuyumi-nii want?"
"A good morning kiss!"
"Huh? Just a good morning kiss?" Rinka was as surprised as if she heard that lions and tigers had stopped eating meat, finding Sasaki's request quite unexpected.
"Who said it was a kiss on the lips?"
Rolling his eyes, Sasaki's mouth curved into an ambiguous smile.
And Rinka was no longer a naive girl.
Upon hearing his seemingly simple request, she instinctively didn't think deeply, but it didn't mean she didn't understand.
Seeing the meaningful, ambiguous smile on his lips, she instantly realized what 'good morning kiss' meant.
"Fuyumi-nii, you're so H~"
Covering her blushing face with her hands, the girl stomped her feet in embarrassment.
But Sasaki, who knew she was bold in such matters, unlike Otome, was not fooled by her shy appearance.
Tossing aside the black straight pants he was about to wear,
Sasaki approached and pressed the small, soft Rinka onto the bed, gently and slowly planting kisses on her hands that covered her face, like the first fallen snow.
"Is it not allowed?"
The girl did not say a word, but her white, soft hands that covered her face bloomed like delicate flowers, revealing her pouting lips and blinking bright eyes.
At the same time, her slender legs wrapped in sheer black stockings coiled around Sasaki's body like a smooth black jade ring.
Indeed, compared to Otome, Rinka was more proactive.
Without rejecting, Sasaki took this moment to secure his future 'good morning kiss' subscription.
When Sasaki went downstairs later, neither he nor Rinka showed any unusual signs.
It's just that Rinka took a bit longer to wake him up.
However, the two people serving rice didn't notice this detail.
Hearing the voices behind him, Sasaki turned around to see his beautiful arm and coincidently the latter turned too.
Revealing her elegantly charming face, she wore a tight-fitting white blouse on her upper body, a deep black pencil skirt on her lower body, and black garter stockings on her slender, well-proportioned legs.
Looking at the two, she spoke.
"Good morning, Fuyumi, Rinka."
"Mm, good morning, Aunt Kyouka."
Greeting her together with Rinka,
Sasaki looked at her charming face and asked with a smile:
"Aunt Kyouka, did you sleep well last night?"
Thinking of the comfort during last night's massage and the refreshing feeling upon waking up this morning.
Although feeling a bit embarrassed, Kyouka nodded in response to Sasaki's sincere inquiry:
"Very well, thank you for your concern, Fuyumi."
Otome and Rinka, who were serving rice and taking over the tray, didn't think much of the conversation between the two.
After all, Aunt Kyouka was going to live here for a long time, and Fuyumi asking about her first night was quite normal.
Since Kyouka had to rush to work, and it was easy to get stuck in traffic in the morning, she quietly started eating breakfast after responding to Sasaki.
The three of them, knowing this, didn't talk much at the table.
After a while.
Kyouka, having eaten a few bites in a hurry, stood up and took the black women's blazer hanging on the chair back.
Before she could speak, knowing she was in a hurry, Sasaki said first:
"I'll take care of the housework, Aunt Kyouka. Please be careful on your way."
Touched by Sasaki's thoughtfulness, Kyouka's intended words turned into a soft smile:
"Thanks, Fuyumi."
"Well, I'm heading out then~"
Waving to the three, she turned and walked toward the entrance.
Amid the two girls' 'be careful on your way,' Sasaki stood up and said to them:
"I'll go see her off."
Following Aunt Kyouka to the entrance.
Standing under the entrance light, Sasaki watched her hold the wall with one hand, the blazer in the other, her slender legs wrapped in slightly sheer black stockings slipping out from the fluffy slippers, stepping into what looked like high-end black high heels below.
Tap tap—
She lightly stomped her feet twice, letting her delicate heels in sheer stockings settle onto the soft insoles.
Since she was facing away, Sasaki couldn't see the complete enticing scene, but the little trembles visible from the edges were enough to make his eyes widen.
Especially the gentle tremors of her pencil skirt-clad hips when she stomped her feet...
Breathing a bit heavily, he glanced twice before averting his gaze to avoid Aunt Kyouka catching his mischievous look when she turned around.
"Alright, Fuyumi, go back and finish your breakfast, or you'll be hungry during class in the morning~"
Turning around, seeing Fuyumi standing at the entrance, Kyouka, even in her high heels, found him taller by more than half a head.
She playfully pinched his cheek like teasing a child, saying:
"Listen well in class, okay? I believe Fuyumi won't disappoint Auntie."
Not resisting her cheek-pinching.
Sasaki reached out with both hands, pinching her youthful, firm cheeks in return, saying:
"Aunt Kyouka, as the big boss, should know that just painting a pretty picture isn't enough for employees. You need to give some bonuses to motivate them."
Feeling his strong palm pinching her cheek Kyouka was stunned.
Except for when she was a little girl and had her cheeks pinched by her parents and elders, no one had treated her this way since she entered junior high school.
Suddenly being treated like a child by her junior, she felt a mix of novelty and shame, but she didn't have much resistance to it.
Understanding Fuyumi's words, she realized he wanted a reward. Kyouka retracted the hand that was pinching his cheek and was about to open her purse to give him some pocket money,
When the hands that were pinching her cheeks suddenly spread out and cupped her face.
The force from his hands made her lift her delicate face involuntarily.
Her eyes filled with initial confusion as a shadow fell over her widened pupils.
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