The next day arrived.
I dressed neatly to head over to Souta's house. Well, "neatly" in my case ant wearing my usual short shorts and tank top. You might ask, how is that neat? It's neat in an NTR-man kind of way—subtle yet deliberate.
After getting dressed, I brushed my teeth while glancing at my reflection in the mirror.
"Hmm. Even I have to admit, I'm pretty handso. Even if this isn't technically my body."
My looks were good enough to turn heads—even the girl next door would notice. Of course, I didn't actually have a girl next door. Yesterday, while farming items in the ga, I noticed there was just a creepy old man living nearby. Not exactly neighbor material.
Anyway, after finishing up, I slipped on my shoes at the entrance and called out to my moms—or rather, my mothers.
"I'll either be back before dinner or give you a call."
"Okay. Be careful~" one of them chid in.
"And don't cause any trouble for Souta's mom," the other added.
"Yes, yes," I replied dismissively.
With that, I set off toward Souta's house.
Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!
Walking under the scorching sun on the way to Souta's place, I groaned inwardly.
"Ugh... It's so hot..."
This heatwave was brutal. Seriously, why was it so unbearable? Even I, who had lived through Korea's infamous "Hell Joseon" sumrs, couldn't handle this. I felt like I was half-crawling along the pavent. If I stayed out here much longer, I'd probably lt into a puddle.
Fortunately, Souta's house was less than ten minutes away, so I made it there before any real damage could be done. As I approached, I montarily forgot about the heat and stopped to take in the sight before . A two-story mansion stood proudly where a modest ho should have been.
"I rember seeing this while farming items in the ga—Souta's family is loaded," I muttered to myself.
But why did Souta's mom always do the grocery shopping herself? That thought lingered as I pressed the doorbell.
Ding-dong!
"Hello! I'm Souta's friend, Takuya!" I announced into the intercom.
A mont later, Souta's mother's voice crackled through the speaker.
[You're already here? Please wait a little bit~]
I waited patiently at the gate, fantasizing about diving into the sea like Icarus just to cool off, when Souta's mom—no, Miyuki—hurriedly opened the door and greeted .
"Oh my goodness! Look at all that sweat. If I'd known it was this hot, I would've co out sooner. I'm so sorry!"
She grabbed my hand and led inside without giving a chance to protest. Honestly, I was too exhausted from the heat to resist anyway. The interior of the house was blissfully cool, as if the air conditioning had been running nonstop. Still, it wasn't quite enough to fully revive , so I collapsed onto the couch in front of the AC vent.
After a few minutes, I finally caught my breath.
While I lounged there, Miyuki returned to her cooking. How long had I been sprawled out on the sofa? I lost track of ti until a familiar voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Oh? Takuya, you're already here?"
It was Souta, descending the stairs from his room on the second floor.
At his words, I weakly raised one hand in greeting. "Yo."
Souta burst out laughing and rushed over. "Pfft. What kind of greeting is that?"
"I don't know. It's too hot to care..." I mumbled.
After so playful banter, we decided to tackle our sumr howork. But first—
"Ah, Souta, where's the bathroom?" I asked casually.
"Ah, it's down the hall to the left."
"Got it."
Of course, the bathroom wasn't my real destination. My target was the room near it—Miyuki's bedroom. According to intel I'd gathered two days ago, Miyuki and her husband slept in separate rooms. If she planned to do anything suspicious, it would happen there. Naturally, installing a cara was the logical next step.
'Alright, let's get this done quickly.'
I discreetly placed the cara and recorder I'd brought with in an inconspicuous spot. Then, with a calm deanor, I rejoined Souta in his room to play fighting gas.
We played intensely for a while until Souta finally threw down his controller in frustration.
"Ugh! I can't take it anymore!"
I glanced at him, amused. "Why are you giving up already?"
"Because, Takuya, you keep using the sa combos! Do sothing else!"
"That's how you learn," I shot back smugly.
Having spent over ten hours a day gaming in my past life as a Korean, this was child's play. Still, Souta looked genuinely defeated. Maybe it was ti for a break.
"Fine. Let's take a ten-minute break."
"Really?! Yay! I'll go grab another ga."
"No, you said the ga was hard, but now you're getting another one?" I teased.
Before he could respond, Souta dashed off to the ga room next door, leaving alone in his room. Seizing the opportunity, I pulled out my howork and got to work.
Knock knock.
[Kids, co eat so snacks.]
Miyuki entered the room carrying snacks and drinks, looking flustered when she realized Souta wasn't there.
"Oh dear, where's Souta?"
"He went to find a ga," I explained.
"That boy..." She shook her head, ready to scold him—but I cut her off.
"He'll probably play for a bit, then say it's boring and move on to sothing else."
"If Takuya-kun says so..." She smiled bashfully, and at that mont, I felt a flicker of excitent. Her sexy figure was irresistible.
'Don't worry, Miyuki. By the end of today, I'll make sure you cum.'
With that silent vow, I watched her leave the snacks behind and waited for Souta to return.
When Souta ca back with a new ga, he was surprised to see the snacks. It was only natural—he assud his mom had visited his room. I subtly hinted that I'd protected him, earning a grateful look from him. With that, we dove into another ga, this ti a JRPG masterpiece beloved by adults and kids alike.
As the competition between us heated up, I decided it was ti to execute the real plan.
Souta's arm, trembling violently as he focused on the ga, accidentally (or perhaps intentionally) bumped into my cup. The drink spilled—not on him, but on .
"Ugh!"
"Whoa! S-Sorry, Takuya!"
The room was a ss, and I quickly headed downstairs. Miyuki, startled to see drenched, rushed off to fetch a towel and fresh clothes. In that brief mont, I seized the opportunity.
'Just as the information suggested.'
I slipped the aphrodisiac into Miyuki's tea, which she drank after lunch. To avoid altering the taste, I added only five drops, as instructed. But maybe that wasn't enough. I decided to bump it up to seven.
If all went according to plan, the effects would kick in just as Souta took his post-lunch nap.
Once Miyuki returned with the towel and clothes, I cleaned myself up and changed. She apologized profusely for Souta's clumsiness, completely unaware of what I'd done. I chuckled inwardly—it should've been apologizing.
Later, after lunch, Souta yawned loudly.
"Ugh. I'm sleepy."
"Then take a nap. I'll handle this boss myself."
"Okayyyy..."
With that, Souta drifted off to sleep. Now it was ti for the main event.
I headed downstairs to the living room. No one was there, but the sounds echoing through the house told exactly where to go.
[Haaah♥ P-Please put your cock in Miyuki's perverted pussy♥ Hyaaa♥!]
Squeak squeak squeak squeak♥!
Miyuki's lewd moans filled the air like background music. Following the source of the noise, I made my way to her bedroom.
Bursting through the door, I found Miyuki pleasuring herself, her breasts and intimate areas exposed.
'Just like in the ga—they're both pink.'
Her body was still pristine since it was early in developnt. But that was about to change.
I pulled down my pants and smirked. "Hehe. No need to be lonely—I'm here to 'comfort' you."
Miyuki gasped, covering her mouth as she stared at my sizable erection. It was understandable; she'd likely never seen anything like it before.
"Can I comfort you with this?" I asked teasingly.
Whether it was the aphrodisiac or her own desires taking over, she nodded shyly. "Y-Yes, I think I'll be comforted♥"
With that, I climbed onto the bed where Miyuki lay spread out in an M-shape, her most private parts fully exposed. Unlike Machiko, whom I'd encountered before, Miyuki hadn't maintained her pubic hair—it was wild and unkempt. Perhaps it was due to her sexless marriage.
'I'll suggest she shaves next ti,' I thought idly, bypassing foreplay and positioning myself at her entrance.
Slowly, I began to push inside her, starting with just the tip. The tightness was incredible—a testant to her status as a dating sim heroine.
"This is the redy for a perverted pussy like yours!" I teased, thrusting harder.
"Oooooh♥!!" Miyuki cried out, climaxing almost instantly.
"Kkyaaa♥ Just from inserting it♥ Ohook♥! M-My pussy feels like it's going to tear...♥ Oook♥!"
Her ecstatic cries only fueled my desire further. Smirking, I leaned in close.
"Then, I'll start moving properly now."
"J-Just a mont, I'm already at my limit from just inserting it─Oooooh♥!!"
Ignoring her protests, I increased my pace, determined to bring her to new heights.
[The aphrodisiac increases lewdness by up to 50%.]
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