Left with no other choice, Yukio excused herself to the bathroom, resolving to take matters into her own hands.
And she remained there for a full hour.
After an hour had passed, Yuki grew increasingly uneasy, glancing worriedly toward the bathroom. Her mother had been in there for far too long. Could sothing have happened?
"Mother... she’s alright, right?" Yuki asked, her voice filled with concern.
"It’s alright, Aunt Yukio’s health has improved significantly. There must be a reason she’s staying in there. I’ll check on her; you just keep reading." Roland said, but instead of going to the bathroom door, he pulled out his phone and sent a ssage to Aunt Yukio through a social dia app.
Yukino was puzzled as to why Roland would use social dia to communicate when they were so close, but she trusted him. Perhaps her mother had so unspoken reason for staying inside. It was best to leave it to him.
Roland sent a vibrating ssage to the contact labeled "World’s Best Aunt Yukio," attaching several private photos they had taken together in the room that morning, urging her to "take care of herself" with them and co out soon.
Roland: Aunt Yukio, are you still not done? Why not try these photos?
Aunt Yukio: You little rascal... how did you know what I was doing?
Roland: It’s called telepathy between us~. Besides, Yuki is starting to worry about you. Hurry up and co out when you’re finished. You’ve been in there quite a while.
Aunt Yukio: I want to co out too, but... I can’t stop the flow.
Roland: That serious?
Aunt Yukio: Who do you think caused this?
Roland: Then how about I take responsibility and help you plug the leak?
Aunt Yukio: You wouldn’t happen to be thinking of using that to plug it, would you?
Roland: More than anything!
Aunt Yukio: And then use so sticky stuff to seal the opening?
Roland: Aunt Yukio knows the best.
Aunt Yukio: You’re getting bolder by the day! How could you even think of such things?
Roland: Then who would you prefer to think of them, Aunt Yukio?
Aunt Yukio: No one but you~, but you’re not allowed either!
Roland: So you an you’re only willing to be my woman for life?
Aunt Yukio: I’ll do anything you want in private. Is that satisfactory?
Roland: Then... call Master?
Aunt Yukio: Master~
Roland: Wife!
Aunt Yukio: Darling.
Roland: Mom!
Aunt Yukio: Silly boy...
Roland: Then Aunt Yukio, hurry up and co out. I want to see you now~.
Aunt Yukio: I can’t. I told you, the leakage is big, it won’t stop.
Roland: I an, let’s move sowhere else to stop it—to the bedroom. I’ll help you.
Aunt Yukio: How would you help?
Roland: Well... it’s actually quite simple. Let’s kiss, Aunt Yukio!
Aunt Yukio: What? What are you thinking? Did you already forget what I just said?
Roland: I didn’t forget, but I think it’s possible!
Aunt Yukio: Possible my foot! Aunt Yukio is perfectly clear-headed right now. How could I possibly agree to sothing like that?
Roland: Why not? Doesn’t Aunt Yukio want to?
Aunt Yukio: Wanting is one thing, but this goes beyond the contract agreent with Haruno. I can’t betray my own daughter.
Roland: Aunt Yukio, you don’t need to worry about that. We already betrayed her this morning when we woke up together. Bringing it up now seems pointless, doesn’t it?
Aunt Yukio: ...
Yukio paused no she is speechless, her words catching in her throat. He was right. Roland had already kissed her breathless that morning, they had already exchanged their saliva like so holy water in their mouth. She could still feel the lingering sensation on her tongue. Considering whether she was betraying her daughter now did seem rather late.
Besides, how was she supposed to explain to her daughter that she’d not only been kissed to the point of suffocation but also... you know... for a whole minute?
Though, strictly speaking, she didn’t need to explain anything. After all, if it wasn’t discovered, it wasn’t a cri!
If all it took was avoiding discovery, then... maybe she should just agree. Even a few lines from Roland had her mouth dry and her patience wearing thin.
Roland stoked the fire: "Aunt Yukio~, you really don’t want to?"
Aunt Yukio: "You... you’ve corrupted ."
Roland: "Doesn’t Aunt Yukio like it?"
Aunt Yukio: "If you want Aunt Yukio to like it, you’ll have to prove you’re capable later~."
Roland: "Hehe! I promise I won’t disappoint you~."
Aunt Yukio: "Alright, alright, Aunt Yukio will be out soon. Prepare yourself."
Yukio sighed, staring at the long string of chat logs. Her emotions were a turbulent mix of heat and unease.
The ssages made it clear: she was no longer herself, desperately craving her son-in-law’s kisses.
What kind of shaful ssages are these?she thought. What would Haruno say if she saw them?
How could she have the audacity to exchange such suggestive ssages with Roland, even calling him "Master"...?
Really...is fallen that far already.
Oh well, it can’t be helped. After all, she’d been taking care of herself in the bathroom for so long. It would be strange if she could still keep a clear head.
Now that things have co to this, she’ll just accept their secret, immoral affair as it is.
Yukio quickly put away her phone, wiped off the vaginal juices with a sanitary napkin, and hurried out of the bathroom before her pussy started leaking again.
Yukio’s figure finally reappeared in the living room. Before Yuki could even ask about her well-being, she turned to Roland and said, "Roland, co here for a mont. Aunt Yukio has sothing important to discuss with you," adopting a serious tone as if she were about to discuss so serious business.
Roland, equally feigning confusion, told Yuki not to worry and rushed to Yukio’s room with her.
Only after the door was securely locked did their true hidden intentions surface. Before Roland could make a move, Yukio threw herself into his arms, her eyes burning with desire.
In the next instant, a rich, fragrant scent filled the air. Roland felt sothing soft and warm press against his lips as Yukio pinned him down on the door and began kissing him passionately.
Don’t speak. Just kiss !
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