Chapter 139: Winter Break Countdown
"Bea... mmm... beautiful? ... So... mmm... Master Haruto? ... Sayuri... Sayuri is going to be fucked to death by you... mmm... you're so... so deep inside me..."
"So amazing... making me... ah... ah... climax again? ... Mmm... you... how... how can you be this incredible... ah? ... Filling me up so completely... So good? ... My whole body... is flying... really... really reaching heaven..."
"Mmm... good master... good little brother... you... you've reached my very core... Ah... it feels so amazing... I can feel every inch of you, pulsing inside me..."
The bedroom was filled with springtime passion as Sayuri trembled beneath Haruto, her delicate body quivering uncontrollably. Fragrant sweat sprayed like rain as she moaned incessantly, every word dripping with sweet satisfaction.
Her back arched off the bed, a perfect bowstring of pleasure, her nails lightly scoring his shoulders as she sought an anchor in the storm of sensation he was orchestrating. The slick, rhythmic sound of their joining was a private music that underscored her every gasp and sigh.
Yet Haruto remained as steady as a mountain, merely supporting the purple-haired beauty's slippery slender waist with one hand, allowing her to move autonomously. The sweet, subtle fragrance of her feminine form mixed with her sweat droplets, continuously dispersing until the entire room was filled with the intoxicating aroma.
His own control was a testament to his power, his gaze dark and heavy with possession as he watched her come apart above him. He could feel the delicate muscles of her inner walls fluttering and clenching around him, a silken, desperate grip that begged for his surrender.
After losing herself in Haruto's embrace for who knows how long, Sayuri felt her entire body go limp. Another wave of delightful tremors coursed through her innermost depths as a wonderful surge of yin energy blissfully gushed forth.
An unprecedented, exquisite pleasure assaulted her entire being, as if every inch of her flesh was filled with the joy of lovemaking, leaving no room for anything else.
In that moment, she was nothing but feeling—a vessel overflowing with ecstasy, her mind blissfully blank, her world narrowed to the point where their bodies became one. A broken, breathy sob of pure rapture escaped her lips, a sound she didn't even recognize as her own.
Strangely, not only did Haruto not release himself upon contact with that wonderful yin energy, but from some unknown moment, a faint suction force began emanating from his dragon head, as if wanting to absorb all of her yin energy.
This unprecedented sensation made Sayuri even more weak and boneless with pleasure.
It was a drawing, pulling sensation that seemed to siphon the very essence of her climax, drawing her pleasure out into a long, shimmering thread that connected them on a level far deeper than the physical. It was both an invasion and a gift, leaving her more exposed and more complete than she had ever been.
She couldn't help but let out seductive, delicate moans, as if her entire being had melted into that comfortable ecstasy.
The extremely beautiful purple-haired girl let out another charming, high-pitched moan that sounded both like crying and pleasure. Her entire body stiffened as she reached her second climax for the second time.
As the hot, thick life energy shot into her sacred, tender flower palace, a third unexpected climax arrived, her inner walls milking him desperately as he poured his very essence into her depths.
Incomparable pleasure and stimulation descended upon her pure yet sensual voluptuous body. The long-legged purple-haired beauty convulsed once more before losing consciousness beneath Haruto, falling into a deep sleep.
Setting aside the sleeping Sayuri, Haruto turned and embraced Kasumi, who had mostly recovered.
His hands, still slick with her daughter's passion, found Kasumi's hips, pulling her against his still-throbbing length. A soft, knowing gasp escaped Kasumi's lips as she felt the evidence of his vigor, a blush of anticipation and shared intimacy coloring her cheeks.
A new round of Dual Cultivation began once again...
The intimate life of the Takamine family continued for a full week, until all the ingredients prepared before the new year were completely exhausted. Only then did Haruto release the mother and daughters who had thoroughly taken on his shape.
Days and nights blurred into a haze of tangled limbs, shared breaths, and the constant, low thrum of magical and physical energy being exchanged. The very air in the house seemed charged with their activities, thick with the scent of sex and power.
After this week of diligent cultivation, Kasumi's magical power had reached B-rank, completely catching up with the Takamine Sisters.
Such terrifying progress made the Takamine Sisters burn with envy. Fortunately, through Haruto's explanation, they learned that their own magical talent was inherited from Kasumi.
Though still somewhat dissatisfied, they could barely remember their dead father's face anymore, leaving them with no one to complain to.
Of course, the biggest contributor to Kasumi's rapid progress was Haruto.
With his S-rank peak magical power, practicing Dual Cultivation with Kasumi who had just mastered magic increased her cultivation speed by more than tenfold. Each joining was not just an act of pleasure, but a profound channeling of energy that reforged her from the inside out.
Throughout this week, besides Dual Cultivation, Kasumi also recounted her experiences over the past year. Simultaneously, she learned from Haruto about devils, fallen angels, angels, heroes, and other knowledge related to the hidden world, truly becoming a member of the supernatural community.
Thus, Haruto proposed his idea of having her replace Sakura.
When she fully understood how many women Haruto had, even though she had been prepared, Kasumi couldn't help but be shocked, while feeling somewhat angry deep down.
A complex emotion flickered in her eyes—a mix of maternal protectiveness for her daughters and a startling, sharp pang of jealousy that she quickly tried to suppress. The sheer scale of his harem was daunting.
Not for herself, but for her daughters.
However, as she gazed at her beloved, handsome adopted son and was thoroughly doted on by Haruto, his hands already tracing familiar, claiming paths along her body, that small dissatisfaction vanished into thin air.
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Winter break in Japan is quite short due to the three-term system, with the New Year holidays and winter vacation combined lasting only about half a month.
The actual winter break runs from January 1st to 10th, a total of ten days.
On January 9th, with two days left of the holiday, Kasumi finally sorted out her thoughts and agreed to Haruto's proposal.
She decided to quit her current job and devote all her energy to managing the organization.
Many factors contributed to Kasumi's decision—not only had supernatural powers shattered her worldview, but more importantly, her current company supervisor had ulterior motives toward her, and there was also the matter of Haruto's parents, who had been missing for years.
That evening, after clearing all the food from the table, Haruto licked his lips and praised, "Yuri-nee's cooking keeps getting better and better."
After breaking through to A-rank, his appetite had returned to normal levels. In fact, he didn't need to eat at all.
But enjoying delicious food was one of life's great pleasures, just like how Rias and others still maintained their afternoon tea habits.
To satisfy Haruto's culinary desires, Sayuri devoted herself even more intently to studying cooking.
Moreover, compared to preparing large quantities of filling food, she preferred this style of cooking, finding equal joy in it, and her progress was visibly rapid.
Haruto even suspected that if this continued, she might develop an actual cooking skill.
At this moment, Ayame patted her stomach and chimed in with satisfaction, "Yeah~ I feel like I'm getting a bit chubby. Sayuri's cooking is just too delicious—I always end up eating too much without realizing it."
"Sayuri's skills have completely surpassed mine now..." Kasumi couldn't help but nod in agreement, sighing with emotion.
The praised purple-haired beauty smiled shyly and began clearing the tableware, looking every bit the perfect wife and mother.
No one who saw this scene would ever imagine that Sayuri was practically a nymphomaniac in bed, and ironically, she was the most sensitive among the three mother and daughters, often passing out from pleasure.
The Takamine Sisters went to the kitchen to wash the dishes together, while Kasumi pulled Haruto to sit on the sofa and told him about her decision from earlier in the day.
"Haruto-kun, I agree, but it'll have to be next month. The company requires a one-month notice for resignation."
Haruto had guessed that Kasumi wouldn't refuse—after witnessing the supernatural world and not lacking money, who would still want to be a corporate slave?
But he was still genuinely happy to receive her confirmation, especially upon learning that she had decided to resign.
Although he knew perfectly well that with Kasumi's experience, no other man could take advantage of her, but as a man, who would want to see their woman constantly exposed to the public eye if they could help it?
Especially someone as beautiful as Kasumi, a single mother who had attracted countless unwanted admirers over the years.
Haruto wrapped his arm around her slender waist, breathing in Kasumi's faint fragrance, and said, "Kasumi-nee, you can just resign directly. It's just one month's salary—we're not short on money now."
Kasumi shot him a glare and retorted, "It's not about the money. I've been there for so long, I should properly say goodbye to my colleagues before leaving. This also gives them time to hire someone new and for me to hand over my work."
"Heh, Kasumi-nee really has professional ethics, even though you were constantly complaining about your boss before."
"That old man is no good, but the other people at the company are quite nice, and the president has always looked out for me."
Kasumi sighed and explained slowly, "Back then, the president wanted to have his son stay with me too. After I refused, I thought I'd lose my job, but unexpectedly, he didn't hold a grudge and has always been quite supportive of me."
Kasumi became a single mother in her early twenties, essentially with no work experience, while also having to balance family responsibilities.
In Japan, women already face disadvantages in the workplace compared to men. Given Kasumi's circumstances at the time, most companies wouldn't have chosen her.
"So the president at Kasumi-nee's company was that acquaintance from back then?"
Haruto was somewhat surprised. Despite this situation, Kasumi still chose to raise him alone. It seemed his biological parents overseas were truly wealthy.
"Yes, that president was good friends with Ayame and the others' father..."
Kasumi sighed softly and didn't continue the topic, instead saying: "Back when I refused him, it wasn't just because your biological parents offered more money. Part of it was also because I was afraid of gossip. Never thought I'd still end up falling for you in the end."
As she spoke, the widow who appeared even younger and more beautiful after being thoroughly satisfied lightly punched Haruto. Even now, looking back, she found her actions that day unbelievable.
In reality, under the influence of Haruto's innate charm and the Cuckold Protagonist Template, combined with the support from the Takamine Sisters...
For Kasumi - an ordinary woman who had suppressed her desires for over a decade, now at the age when desires are strongest - falling so quickly was actually the normal outcome.