These past few days were Mrs. Miyajima's fertile window, and they had done it so many times that her belly felt swollen. To such an Exaggeration, it was bound to giving birth to life. It's just that Kazuma's semen was rather special, so the Mrs. Miyajima was probably going to be disappointed.
Kazuma didn't tell her about this, nor about how Aunt Miyajima's body would become stronger due to being nourished by his semen. He'd give her a surprise later.
"Morning already..."
Sakura Miyajima lay lazily in bed. The fan blew her nightgown gently upward. Feeling the sunlight streaming through the window, she experienced an unfamiliar sense of lethargy. She just wanted to lie there, empty her mind, do nothing, and think about nothing.
She still hadn't recovered from yesterday's events. They weighed heavily on her, making it hard to breathe. Succubus monsters, a scumbag father, and Kazuma with her mother... Wait! She abruptly sat up straight in the soft bed.
Those two had even slept together—
Sakura hurriedly got up and dressed. She didn't spend much time on her hair, simply tying it into a ponytail before leaving her room. The house was empty and quiet, filled only with cicada chirps and birdsong from outside. At this hour, her mother still hadn't gotten up?
The kitchen was spotless, with nothing there. Normally, breakfast would have been prepared long ago.
So, it really was Kazuma's doing, huh?
"Yo, Senpai, good morning," Kazuma said, scratching his stomach and yawning as he came downstairs. "Looks like you have dark circles. Didn't sleep well last night?"
"With so much happening, how could I possibly sleep well?" She suddenly remembered something and hurriedly covered her eyes. "Dark circles? Wait, let me put on some makeup first!"
Kazuma: "..."
As expected from a girl.
When Sakura Miyajima returned to the dining area downstairs, the traces of her dark circles had miraculously disappeared. Her makeup skills were quite impressive. But aside from that, in Kazuma's eyes, she didn't look much different from before—she was naturally beautiful to begin with.
"You seem to be in good spirits, though, Kazuma. Slept very comfortably last night, didn't you?" Sakura Miyajima watched him calmly eating bread. She really wanted to snatch it from his hands and eat it herself, but years of proper upbringing prevented her from doing such a thing.
"It was okay."
"Mom must have been comfortable too, otherwise she wouldn't still be in bed, having forgotten all about breakfast."
Sakura Miyajima muttered.
"Ahem, well, Senpai... Auntie, just like you, had a lot happen yesterday. She kept tossing and turning all night and couldn't sleep. It took quite a toll on her mentally, so she fell asleep very late," Kazuma said with a grave expression. "So she's still resting now."
Lie, keep lying. Do you think I'll believe that?
It certainly was quite a toll—a physical one. Mom probably passed out more than a few times from your 'handling' last night.
"Senpai?" Kazuma cautiously observed her expression. Seeing that she didn't look too pleased, he offered her the bread. "How about this for breakfast? I'll pour you a glass of milk too."
Sakura Miyajima remained silent for a moment, then snatched it from him and stuffed it into her mouth. "Hurry up and go get it!"
Watching Kazuma obediently pour milk for her, Sakura's cheeks puffed out from the bread, and her expression softened somewhat.
"Your milk, young lady."
"..."
Sakura Miyajima suppressed the curve of her lips and shot him a playful side-eye, finding it difficult to stay angry. "You really are... Since Mom is resting, I guess I'll have to make the bento myself."
"Oh? Miyajima-senpai can cook?"
"Are you looking down on me?" She tied on an apron, hands on her hips as she faced Kazuma, before skillfully getting to work in the kitchen. She fried chicken cutlets and shaped rice balls with practiced ease. Soon, a fragrant aroma wafted through the room. Sakura Miyajima then took out two bento boxes.
Kazuma sat astride a chair, arms wrapped around the backrest and chin resting on it, his body swaying slightly. He watched Senpai's face—so similar to Aunt Miyajima's—as she focused on arranging the bento. He had been about to say that someone had already brought him one, but changed his mind at the last moment.
"Is there a portion for me too? Senpai, you're so nice~"
"It's just an extra," Sakura Miyajima said, blushing slightly. Then she suddenly remembered something and turned back. "So, you're going to school today, right, underclassman?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't I?" If he skipped any more classes, even Teacher Shirakawa's patience would run out. "I've really been looking forward to going to school with Senpai in the morning."
Don't think saying a few nice words will charm me, Sakura Miyajima wanted to say. But just the thought of going to school with a boy made her feel a little nervous and shy.
After packing the bento, Sakura Miyajima straightened her clothes, picked up her shoulder bag, and left with Kazuma. Usually, she walked alone, but today she walked side by side with a boy along the breeze-swept slope.
The kendo club senpai peeked at the boy beside her a couple of times.
Remembering scenes from manga, people who went to school together like this were usually couples or childhood friends, right? Me and my underclassman... Well, this guy got together with my mom.
Thinking about it was still pretty depressing.
"Kazuma-kun," Sakura Miyajima said, her long hair fluttering in the wind, a few strands landing on Kazuma's shoulder. A pleasant fragrance drifted over on the breeze. Remembering her mother's circumstances, she suppressed the jealousy in her heart once again. She turned to look at Kazuma. "There's something I'd like to ask your help with."
She spoke very seriously.
"Hmm?" Kazuma turned his head to look at her innocent face. "Senpai, again?!"
The girl's serious expression nearly crumbled, and her pretty face flushed red. "Not like last time! This is a serious request!"
Doing that sort of thing with him... doesn't seem like it would be bad... No, no, no! Mom is already like that with him. I can't just walk into the trap myself. Otherwise, what would it be like if both Mom and I...!
"Before, I thought I was very strong, especially in kendo. I never had any opponents..."
"Tosaka?"
"Don't interrupt!" Sakura Miyajima bumped him with her shoulder. "Tosaka is a good friend! She's different... But now, I feel like I can't do anything. I couldn't even protect Mom. If it weren't for you, underclassman..."
"So, I want to ask you to help me. Help me become stronger!"
Whether it was her family's upheaval or the influence of the succubus mark, both had ignited a longing for strength within her. She believed this mysterious and powerful young man could help her. Senpai's gaze burned with determination.
Faced with her request, Kazuma pondered for a moment. "Becoming stronger, Senpai... it will be very hard."
"It's okay. I'll persevere!"
"Alright then," Kazuma agreed. Of course, he didn't know any special training methods, but with his secret tools on hand, helping her become stronger wouldn't be difficult. He smiled. "Miyajima-senpai, I'll guide you properly."
"..."
Could you please not use the word 'guide' again? She turned her head away.
"Thank you..."
"Kazuma? Sakura?" As the two reached the school gate, they just happened to run into Tosaka Fuyuka. She looked at them walking side by side, unable to hide her surprise. "What's going on? Why are you two coming to school together... Kazuma, did you join the Kendo Club?"
"I didn't join the Kendo Club," Kazuma said, pressing a hand to his forehead with a wry smile. "But something even more troublesome than the Kendo Club happened."
"???"
"Let's go. I'll tell you later."
When Tsubaki Miyajima woke up, Kazuma and her daughter had already left for school. The big house was empty again, leaving only herself behind. But Mrs. Miyajima no longer felt as lonely as before.
It seemed that last night, she had already been thoroughly conquered by Kazuma.
"Huh? Miss Shizuka, you didn't leave?" Going downstairs, she saw the red-haired woman sitting on the engawa overlooking the small courtyard. The gentle Mrs. Miyajima spoke in surprise. This beautiful red-haired woman—she had heard from her daughter and Kazuma that she was a youkai.
You couldn't tell at all; from her appearance, she was clearly a human woman.
"Kazuma told me to stay here and protect you, Mrs. Miyajima," Shizuka said as she scrutinized the woman before her. Her voluptuous figure and radiant beauty made it perfectly plausible to mistake her for one of their own kind. What an enchanting temptress.
It seemed that Kazuma's essence had already begun to take effect, nourishing her.
With that thought, Miss Succubus flashed a friendly smile. Of course, thanks to Mrs. Miyajima, she herself had also received a considerable boost last night, so she was naturally in a good mood. "Although my power isn't particularly great, I can still ensure your safety."
"And I don't have anywhere else to go, Mrs. Miyajima, so would it be alright if I stayed here?"
"Of course," Miyajima Tsubaki replied without hesitation. Kneeling beside Shizuka, she asked curiously, "Miss Shizuka, are you and Kazuma also... in that kind of relationship?"
"I wish we were. Right now, I'm just his captive," Shizuka sighed. "I really envy you, Mrs. Miyajima."
"Captive? But you don't seem to resent him at all, Miss Shizuka."
"After all, I've benefited quite a bit, and Kazuma-kun has something I want," she said, licking her lips. "So he has me completely wrapped around his finger."
She had also received a generous amount of Kazuma's essence last night, so naturally, she felt no resentment. If anything, she wanted to take things even further. Honestly, even if Kazuma told her to leave now, she wouldn't go. She would cling to him and remain by his side.
That was why Shizuka truly envied her. "Mrs. Miyajima must have felt wonderful last night, being nourished by Kazuma-kun. Your complexion looks amazing."
"Eh? No, not at all. We only slept together..."
Shizuka turned to her with a knowing half-smile. "Mrs. Miyajima, don't forget that you still bear my mark. Whether you did anything or not, I know perfectly well."
Aunt Miyajima's expression stiffened. She had only just remembered the mark on her body. "This really is..."
Doesn't that mean she has no secrets at all? But since she belonged to Kazuma, it should be fine... right?
"Miss Shizuka, I heard Kazuma say that you're a succubus. Are there many monsters in our world?"
"Probably not many. I used to live deep in the mountains and ancient forests. Since coming to the city, I haven't seen many monsters. Perhaps Kazuma-kun knows more; I'm not very familiar with the specifics."
"I'm a little curious about your true form. May I see it?"
"As long as you don't get scared."
The two of them drank tea and chatted, and their relationship grew warmer and warmer.
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