The subsequent days passed in a vortex of a decadent life for Charlie.
Except for occasionally neutralizing individuals whose minds had been temporarily manipulated by the Abyssal Devourer, he spent most of his time indoors, enjoying the comfort of being thoroughly pampered by Mahiru.
Displacing the position of the original protagonist, Charlie received the entirety of Mahiru's pure affection and dedication without anything remaining.
Mahiru truly pampered Charlie to a stage capable of turning even a powerful man into a useless figure.
From preparing his clothes, feeding him delicious food on the bed, massaging his body every time he finished bathing, to cleaning the crevices of his ears with utter gentleness—all of Charlie's life needs were fulfilled without the youth needing to move a single finger.
In fact, that was the hidden strategy which served as Mahiru's main objective!
Just like herself who could now no longer live without Charlie, Mahiru wanted Charlie to also feel the exact same dependency.
For that reason, she cared for and very, very, very much pampered the youth just like a king ruling over the highest throne.
Seeing this dynamic, it was no wonder that in the pages of history, many kings and emperors suddenly neglected government affairs merely because of the charm of a woman that made them reluctant to rise and leave the warmth of the mattress.
Time kept turning without compromise.
Without them realizing, the vacation had reached the end of its days, and tomorrow Seijo High School already had to recommence teaching and learning activities. That meant the students were required to come to school just as before.
"Yawn~..."
Stepping out from inside the bedroom, Charlie yawned widely while rubbing his eyes which still felt heavy.
His characteristic white hair appeared messy in every direction, and his entire appearance at this moment gave the impression of a lazy person who had lost the motivation to live.
And the reality was indeed so.
During these past few days, he had even completely lost count of how many times he had made love with Mahiru.
Charlie worried that if his physical constitution were not that of a Level 6 Adventurer, his kidney function might have already been damaged due to that activity every single day.
However, the remnants of sleepiness hanging over his head instantly evaporated without a trace the moment his gaze fell upon the figure of Mahiru who was busy cooking in the small kitchen area.
Because Mahiru was only wearing an apron without a single thread of clothing beneath it—a naked apron concept that exposed the curves of her smooth back and the beauty of her buttocks explicitly!
What normal man would not instantly get aroused and have his blood boil seeing a sight as vulgar yet as aesthetic as this?
Oh, of course there indeed were men who would not react.
They were the group of men with deviant sexual orientations, alias gays!
"Mahiru... what is the breakfast menu this morning?"
Charlie stepped closer without a sound, then immediately hugged Mahiru's body tightly from behind.
It did not take a long time for his hands to slip beneath the tie of that thin apron string, instantly cupping and squeezing the softness of Mahiru's jumbo-sized mochi.
"Ahh...! Ng-nghh..."
Mahiru moaned softly, her body trembling for a moment due to the sudden sensitive attack on her chest area.
However, instead of moving away, she instead leaned her back against Charlie's broad chest, letting the man's fingers do whatever they wished to her body.
"C-Charlie-kun, good morning... This morning I am trying to cook Indonesian chicken porridge. Didn't you say some time ago that you really like Indonesian food? So... I searched for the recipe and learned to make it for you."
Hearing that, the movement of Charlie's hands briefly froze for a moment.
A warm feeling suddenly slipped into the depths of his heart. He kissed the nape of Mahiru's fragrant neck gently before whispering.
"You are truly the type of virtuous wife yearned for by all men in this world, Mahiru. I am very lucky to have you."
"Nghhh—!"
Mahiru's body again trembled violently as she felt Charlie's firm palms slowly move downward, slipping between the gap of her smooth thighs and starting to touch the deepest part of her which instantly responded with moisture.
While holding her breath which was beginning to race, Mahiru glanced from behind her shoulder with droopy, pleading eyes.
"B-Be patient for a little bit, Charlie-kun... w-wait for me to finish completing this cooking before we do... that..." she groaned in a broken voice.
However, for Charlie whose sensual passion had already been ignited since opening his eyes, how could he possibly be willing to listen to that delaying sentence?
"Cooking can wait, Mahiru, but mine cannot." He said in a low tone while providing increasingly intense stimulation to the girl's sensitive spot.
Mahiru's wall of defense collapsed in a split second beneath the manipulation of Charlie's fingers. With a panting breath, she hurriedly turned the knob to turn off the gas flow on her stove.
Before Mahiru had a chance to turn around completely, Charlie had already gripped her slender waist firmly, lifting that body with ease, and seating her atop the clean kitchen counter, directly facing toward him.
With one quick movement, Charlie pulled down the boxer shorts he was wearing to below his knees, parted the sheet of apron fabric blocking Mahiru's thighs to the side, and directly thrust his large asset forward.
The union occurred very smoothly, entering without obstruction into Mahiru's sacred cave which indeed already felt very slick and had been yearned for his presence from the very beginning.
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In the next apartment unit which was only separated by a concrete wall partition, Amane woke up from his morning sleep with a furrowed brow.
Instead of the chirping of birds or a phone alarm, his ears instead caught a wave of a faint yet constant rhythmic impact sound, followed by the sound of a spoiled groaning that was familiar to his ears.
"Ugh, damn... they are starting again this early in the morning?" Amane complained in a hoarse voice characteristic of someone just waking up.
Angrily, he grabbed the pillow beside him and immediately used it to cover both of his ears tightly, trying with all his might to stifle those indecent sounds that kept seeping through the wall of his room.
However, unluckily for him, his hearing seemed to refuse to be invited to cooperate.
"My goodness... they really do it multiple times every day without knowing the time." Amane murmured in frustration behind the pillow. "Do Charlie-sensei and Shiina-san have no sense of fatigue at all?"
"What on earth are their physical bodies made of? Should I steel myself to knock on their door later and remind them so that at least they aren't too noisy?"
Amane exhaled a heavy breath, staring at the lonely ceiling of his room.
However, along with the sound of the moaning that was heard increasingly intensely from next door, the teenage boy's mind began to wander wildly without being able to be controlled.
His subconscious automatically began to imagine the figure of Shiina Mahiru—the girl who usually always appeared elegant and perfect, even nicknamed the Angel at school—now wearing a messy, lewd facial expression, filled with passion under the power of another man.
Imagining that contrasting and sensual visualization of the Angel, Amane felt his blood rustle rapidly.
He could not lie to the biological reaction of his own body; his 'sausage' suddenly tensed up and he could not help but feel aroused by that stimulation.
However, at the exact same time as that surge of young passion, a sudden feeling of discomfort struck his heart.
Amane felt his chest feel very tight and painful every time he had to listen to the indecent sounds made by Mahiru from behind the wall.
There was a part of himself that felt uncomfortable witnessing the ideal figure he secretly admired now completely owned by another man.
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