The Pervert didn't know that five years of his Lifespan had just been forcefully stolen, and some inconspicuous white hairs had sprouted on his head. Yet, his body's instinct made him feel endless terror.
In those brief few seconds, his body had become much heavier. His mind was dizzy, and his exhausted body and spirit made him gasp for air.
He didn't know why he had become so strange, but… Did that brat do it?
What exactly did he do to me? Terrifying, that guy is terrifying.
The gritting-toothed Pervert glanced at the red-haired, married woman next to Alex. That prime-quality woman—despite his physical exhaustion—was making him feel lustful again.
Unfortunately… with that stinking brat next to her, success was impossible.
Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it!
Unwilling, extremely unwilling.
"Five years of Lifespan, huh?" Alex felt nothing physically, but he knew he had gained five years of Lifespan. Relying on the Time Manipulation ability, he could acquire an endless supply of Lifespan and time.
This is truly the power of a demon.
He covered his face with one hand, a smile spreading across it…
"What are you doing?"
Alex, immersed in his formidable power, was pulled back to reality by the question. He turned around, meeting the gaze of the red-haired, married woman. Looking at her bewildered and strange eyes, he grinned.
"Nothing, Madam. You need to be careful when you go out. You must protect yourself when you encounter Perverts."
"Ah? A Pervert?!"
She turned to look at the old man in astonishment. Natsumi Obata covered her mouth with her delicate hand, her face full of shock. Her ample Chest and voluptuous buttocks visibly trembled as she spoke in an unsettled voice. "Was that man just now… a Pervert?"
"Don't worry. The disgusting Pervert has already been chased away," Alex put his hands behind his back, flashing a brilliant smile.
"Thank you," The beautiful young wife looked at the boy's sunny, handsome smile, then at the disgusting man whose small eyes were darting around. She understood what had happened and patted her ample Chest.
"Perverts are… too scary," She hadn't expected to encounter something like this on the train. If the boy hadn't alerted her, she might not have even noticed. "My name is Natsumi Obata."
"My name is Alex," Alex blinked. "That's a very nice name, Natsumi Onee-san (Elder Sister)?"
"Calling me Onee-san is too much. This Auntie is already an old woman. Besides, my daughter is about the same age as you."
"Really? I can't tell at all. A Madam as young and beautiful as you has a daughter?"
"You exaggerate. Young and beautiful, sigh…" The beautiful married woman chuckled for a moment, then suddenly bent down in a deep bow. "For what happened just now, Alex-kun, thank you very much~"
Watching the snowy curve of her Chest exposed to his brief gaze due to the bow, Alex's eyes lit up. He had just tested the Time Manipulation ability, and now was the perfect time.
Time to test the Hypnosis ability.
"Not at all. I just did a little thing, but I accept the Madam's thanks," As he spoke, the Hypnosis ability began to activate. He slowly leaned closer to Natsumi Obata, standing in front of her and lowering his voice.
"But speaking of which, Madam Natsumi, this kind of verbal thank you lacks sincerity."
"Eh?"
Alex could smell the woman's pleasant perfume. Her every gesture revealed a sexy, tempting, mature charm. Her swinging, perky Chest and Buttocks were full of temptation, no wonder the Pervert was still fixated on her.
The old man who had lost Lifespan was still staring intently at them.
"Don't you know, Madam? When expressing thanks, you should show your Oppai. That's how you show sincerity."
Show my Oppai?!
This… it actually seems right. My verbal thanks really do lack sincerity. I should at least show him my Oppai to better express my gratitude.
"You have a point," Natsumi Obata's eyes met the boy's dark and deep gaze. Influenced by the Hypnosis power, she noticed nothing wrong or unusual, only showing a shy expression.
Her bright eyes shyly scanned the surroundings. The glamorous married woman was acting like a young girl. "I also know that when expressing thanks, I should… show my Chest, to let Alex-kun feel my sincerity."
"But, but this is the train… I'll be seen…"
Success.
Alex rubbed his eyes, lifting the corner of his mouth. He hadn't directly hypnotized her into becoming his slave; where's the fun in that? Also, unlike Absolute Control, Hypnosis also required mental energy.
This method of Hypnosis consumed very little energy.
Yet, the effect was nearly as good as other methods.
"That's true. I also don't want my beautiful Madam to be taken advantage of by others," Alex nodded. "It's indeed inconvenient in the carriage."
"Oh, Alex-kun, you are too much…"
Natsumi Obata gave him a playful glance. "That's too frivolous to say, although I know it's for my sake… Well, what should I do now? In this kind of place."
"You don't have to expose yourself," Alex leaned close to her face. "But if you just let me touch and rub them, surely that's fine, right?"
Her face flushed from the boy's breath. Natsumi Obata widened her eyes.
"…Rubbing? Mmm, rubbing is fine. It's okay, Alex-kun. You, you can go ahead."
She puffed out her Chest.
The perky Chest that stretched her clothes was now positioned right in front of Alex. Looking at the married woman's face, she showed a hint of shyness mixed with nervousness.
"Then I'll… indulge myself."
His hand reached out.
The soft sensation flowed from his palm throughout his body. Even through the clothes, he could feel the astonishing elasticity. As he kneaded, rubbed, and played with them, Natsumi Obata was being touched on a sensitive area by someone other than her husband for the first time.
Her bright red lips were tightly pursed, and her body trembled slightly. A blush spread all the way to her ears and neck. Her eyes were glazed over, and her breath fanned Alex's face.
They were standing very close.
"Madam, you're so beautiful~" Alex raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Very tempting~"
"Ugh, Alex-kun, you shouldn't say such frivolous things," Natsumi Obata struggled to speak, biting her cherry lips. "This Auntie is already married. I have a husband."
Alex gave a strange look at the softness under his palm, the rounded shape he could feel through the clothes. "You say I shouldn't say it, but you allow me to touch you like this?"
"This, this is just to express my gratitude. It's different."
"..."
"You're right," Alex paused for a second, then broke into a radiant smile. "This is just expressing gratitude. So, to better show your thanks, Madam, let me put my hand inside your clothes."
Inside my clothes?
Natsumi Obata stared blankly into Alex's eyes for a moment, her red lips parting.
"…Okay."
Watching his hand slip into her clothes, touching her slick skin, rubbing and caressing her wantonly with no barrier inside her clothes, and finally intimately gripping the pair of delicate Chests…
He was abusing, fondling, and changing their shape.
Like a toy in his hand, they were almost being squeezed till they were wet.
No, Natsumi Obata was already uncontrollably wetting the panties beneath her pencil skirt…
My body has been marked by the scent of a man other than my husband.
This is just expressing gratitude. I can't feel pleasure, or else… wouldn't I be a Lewd woman?
But… it really feels so good.