Ah~ peaceful life.
It's been a week since the three-day vacation with those perverted aunts. In three more days, I will enter my new school.
Daily life at home is quite constant.
Waking up early to cook breakfast with Vittoria, cleaning the house and Vani's room in the afternoon (I still don't understand how Vani's room gets messy overnight), cooking lunch sometimes assisted by the always mischievous and perverted Vivian, in the afternoon Valian comes to me and sucks a little of my blood from my right index finger, dinner, after dinner, I go to sleep and do the same thing the next day.
Besides that, I spend my free time practicing sword fighting and martial arts with Vittoria. She's quite skilled for a girl her age, our strength is even almost balanced except when Vittoria accidentally does something embarrassing, her strength drastically increases.
Vittoria is quite athletic and disciplined (aside from her sometimes slightly perverted behavior, it seems she caught the perversion from her eldest sister), early in the morning before cooking breakfast she will go jogging for five minutes around the housing complex, then she takes a quick shower afterward. After showering, she helps me cook breakfast, after breakfast she studies in her room for an hour and rests for an hour, at noon she will practice her martial arts in the yard or an empty room near the garage. In the afternoon she studies again for an hour, then rests until evening. She then showers before dinner. Sleeps. The next day is similar again. Repeat.
Sometimes I also play with Vani, like playing with dolls or small games (catch the ball, guess the picture, card games, etc.). I didn't expect Vani to be quite smart in games related to memory.
But strangely, she can't put her own things back in their place and leaves them lying on the floor or wherever. Vani can remember the entire contents of a deck of cards after I shuffle them and show her all the contents once, then turn them over. Vani immediately opens the cards in the correct order on the first try without a mistake. She is actually a genius child. I don't understand the way genius people think.
Or listening to Valian play electric guitar in her room. In music, it seems Valian is the expert in this family. She can play any music skillfully after hearing it once. Moreover, it turns out her voice is quite beautiful when she sings. I was really surprised to see her. It turns out she's an idol vampire.
Not only electric guitar, bass guitar, electric piano, flute, trumpet, saxophone, and several musical instruments whose names I don't know are stored in a large special cabinet that I thought was a large wardrobe. It turns out it contains Valian's musical instruments. The girl who falls asleep in absurd positions every night and likes to be naked actually has a great talent in music. Her gothic and metal style seems to be inspired by her favorite songs.
Besides that, Vivian has been asking me to come to her room these past few days. I suspected she would ask for something related to perverted things, and it turns out I was half right.
Vivian's job, or should I say Vivian's hobby, is drawing. Her room is full of her own paintings and manga drawings (mostly erotic) stuck on the walls. She has a special drawing table in her room and she asked me to read the manga she was working on before she gave it to her editor.
It was an adult manga. Vivian watched me read the adult manga with a perverted smile. But I was still able to endure and give some critiques on the plot and character traits.
Vivian's drawings are very good, like professional illustrations. Every curve of the body, skin lines, even eyelashes and hair in the drawings are very detailed, the framing of the pictures is aesthetic and sometimes cinematic or even absurd, sometimes simple but neat and pleasing to the eye. Her talent for drawing already surpassed Picasso. Even though she used her talent to draw adult manga instead.
Every two days, I massaged my stepmother, Violet's, back, because if I didn't, she would masturbate all night and in the morning she would be sleepy from not being able to sleep.
It was just a regular massage, but it helped my stepmother sleep soundly afterward. She was very grateful to me for helping her slowly recover from her hypersexual disorder. Sometimes she would lick my fingers as 'payment.' I swear it was just fingers. Just fingers!
In the daytime, my stepmother sometimes knitted, or baked cakes when she felt like it. When it came to sweets like cakes, ice cream, pudding, or other sweet desserts, Violet was the queen. She had a unique talent when making sweets, but she was hell when she held a kettle and spatula.
My new family is very unique, each of them has great talent. Sometimes I even feel like I don't fit in with them.
However, seeing them smile while eating together. That is a sight I will never forget. I truly feel like I have a family again. A gentle mother, a mischievous older sister, a quiet older sister, an obedient younger sister, a smart younger sister. It feels like a dream.
Although sometimes it's a strange erotic dream.
"Ah, Vincent, I accidentally dropped ice cream on your crotch. Come here, let big sister lick it clean, muehehehehe~"
Vivian deliberately dropped the ice cream made by Violet onto Vincent's pants. It landed right in the middle of his crotch. With a perverted smile, Vivian tried to spread Vincent's legs wide and wanted to lick his crotch.
Bonk!
***
"So, how is it?" Vivian nervously asked Vincent. She asked Vincent to review a new manga she was working on. This was her first debut project as a romantic mangaka (not adult manga), which Vincent frowned upon reading.
It was a romantic one-shot manga about a high school boy who finds his true love after interning as a cleaner at the house of a girl who turns out to be the most popular girl in his school.
A cliché romantic comedy manga popular with teenagers. But... there were too many erotic scenes leading to adult scenes.
"Sister Vivi." Vincent sighed.
"Y-yes?" Vivian broke out in a cold sweat. For some reason, she was very nervous and scared when hearing Vincent's criticism. It seemed she had an unpleasant experience with her editor.
"This." Vincent held up the one-shot manga paper, pointing to the first scene of the manga where a man was cleaning, found a girl's underwear, and used it for masturbation on the spot, and was caught by the owner of the girl's underwear, and both fell in love from that scene. "What does this mean?"
"That.." Vivian pressed her index finger to her index finger in front of her chest. She was wearing only gray Calvin Klein underwear and an unbuttoned short-sleeved shirt. "I intended to create a scene where the girl falls in love because of the man's prowess.."
"Prowess?" Vincent sighed and slapped his forehead. When he read Vivian's adult manga, it was full of illogical plotlines and filled with erotic and sex scenes rather than the actual story, which sometimes didn't connect with the theme of the story.
Like the story theme of an elf being raped by an entire village, but suddenly the elf is saved by aliens and ends up becoming an alien sex slave.
Or a household story theme like NTR, but the woman who gets NTR'd goes to another world (isekai) after being impregnated by some man.
Vincent understood very well that Vivian's talent lay entirely in drawing. Every her drawing an art was very appetizing and detailed, even though her art style was perverted. But there was amazing art behind every panel of her manga. She has imagination, but she has no experience in creating storylines.
Seeing Vivian nervous and shyly moving her thighs made Vincent sigh for the umpteenth time. He wasn't disappointed; in fact, he was happy to see the cute side of his usually perverted first stepsister.
"Sister Vivi, what do you think romance is?"
"Um.. like kissing, mutual masturbation, rough sex, and an orgy?" Vivian said in an unsure tone but she felt confident.
Vincent slapped his forehead. "That's not a romance story. That's more like a perverted fantasy."
Vivian chuckled softly while scratching the back of her head, which wasn't itchy.
"So what is a romance story like?" Vivian asked Vincent with a confused look.
Vincent took a breath, and exhaled slowly.
"I'll demonstrate it to make it easier to understand."
Putting the one-shot manga paper on the table. Vincent stood up and approached Vivian.
Vivian immediately lifted her face and pushed her back against the chair's backrest.
"Eh, what are you going to do, little Vincent?"
Vincent suddenly lifted Vivian's face, which was starting to blush. Vincent's index finger and thumb pulled Vivian's chin so that her eyes looked closely at Vincent's face.
Vivian started to feel strange, her heart pounding erratically.
"Vi-vincent?"
Their gazes locked. No words were exchanged for several seconds. Only shy breaths were exhaled between the two faces.
Vivian's cheeks turned red seeing Vincent's handsome face not saying anything so close. She wanted to pull Vincent's head and kiss him wildly but for some reason she couldn't! Her whole body went limp from Vincent's gaze that seemed to say 'I want you' to her.
Her heart started pounding even faster when Vincent suddenly said one sentence.
"I like you, Vivian."
"Eh?"
Vivian's entire face turned red like a tomato and her heart pounded as if it would explode. She was embarrassed to hear such words from Vincent's serious face. Vivian's breath started to get hot and she closed her eyes, hoping Vincent would kiss her mouth.
Thwack!
Before she returned to reality. Her forehead was flicked by Vincent.
Vincent then stood up straight and sat back in his chair in front of Vivian.
"Now do you understand, Sister Vivi?" Vincent asked.
But Vivian's face was like a malfunctioning robot. She couldn't think of anything but Vincent's words just now and her still pounding heart.
"Ah... Ah... Vincent... Rape me!"
Vivian started to lose her sanity and instead jumped at Vincent.
"Sister Vivi!"
Bonk! Bonk!
***
Two tiered bumps on Vivian's head finally calmed Vivian down and brought her back to her senses.
"So, do you understand what romance is now, Sister Vivi?" Vincent asked, crossing his arms over his chest. His cheeks were slightly red from what had just happened.
Vivian had truly attacked him and intended to rape him if Vincent hadn't used a waist lock technique on Vivian and hit her head hard enough to bring Vivian back to her senses.
"Umm, what I got was little Vincent's behavior of lifting my face and us staring at each other for a long time before little Vincent suddenly said something like 'I like you, Vivian'?"
Vivian tilted her head, unsure. Vincent nodded once.
"What did you feel at that time, Sister Vivi?"
"Um.. at that time.. my cheeks felt hot and my heart suddenly pounded very fast and I thought Vincent would attack me and do a lot of perverted things with me muehehehehe~"
Vincent raised the paper beater he had just made to deal with his stepsister's perversion again if she attacked.
Vivian immediately covered her head with both hands like a frightened rabbit.
"Hah.." Vincent sighed, "That's right, what sis Vivi felt and what just happened, that is romance. When Sister Vivi's heart started beating fast seeing her partner's face and started imagining them hugging or kissing, that is romance. But the most important thing in romance is feelings."
"Feelings?" Vivian echoed.
Vincent nodded. "For example, if it wasn't me who did that earlier, would sister Vivi heart beat fast? Would sis Vivi feel shy and want to kiss a stranger?"
Vivian shook her head vigorously. "No, if it wasn't Vincent, I would punch his face."
"That's what romance is called. When two partners have the same feeling, which is loving each other, and both desire each other. That's where romance lies. Building a love story and growing feelings until it reaches a level where both express their feelings."
Vivian then said a very long "ooo" as if getting enlightenment from God.
"So romance is when two partners like each other and they have sex and other perverted things while expressing their love feelings?"
Vincent sighed and slapped his forehead.
"More or less like that..."
Vivian then confidently lifted her face. She puffed out her chest.
"I got some inspiration. Thank you for the advice, little Vincent."
"Yes, you're welcome."
Suddenly, Vivian stood up and hugged Vincent, who raised his hand with a paper beater high up. However, this hug was not a perverted hug. Vivian truly hugged him purely out of gratitude.
"Like this, right?"
"Yes, like this."
Before a second later, Vivian changed her hug into a perverted hug by licking Vincent's cheek and her hand squeezing the flesh rod under Vincent's crotch.
"Sis Vivi!!!"
Bonk!
...
Afterward, they both watched many romantic movies together so that Vivian would understand the meaning of romance in a healthy way.
***