"Alex, ah~"
Chi, wearing an apron, was frying fish. Ai and Makoto Himegumi were helping out. When Alex walked in, Ai took a moment to use her fair, manicured fingers to offer a piece of pre-made takoyaki to the young man's mouth.
Alex accepted it, his lips brushing the Ai's delicate fingernail, causing her hand to tremble slightly in shy excitement.
"Mmm, delicious. Dinner is quite a feast tonight."
"With Elara here, of course it has to be a feast," Ai said sweetly. Her gaze passed over Alex's shoulder toward the women behind him, and her pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly. "That person..."
"That is Elara's mother."
"I know that, it's obvious," the mother and daughter looked too similar, though on appearance alone, Mrs. Summer looked more like Elara's older sister. The older woman's mature and sexy aura put a fair amount of pressure on the young gyaru girl.
It was the graceful charisma of a married woman that they, as younger girls, had yet to acquire.
"I mean your relationship. Bringing her home at this time... your relationship must be unusual."
"Didn't Elara tell you? There's nothing special about our relationship, it's the same as yours," Alex said with a brazen smile, moving closer to Ai. "We're all family."
"What do you mean, family? Only you, Alex, would do something so outrageous," seeing him open his mouth toward her, the gyaru half-coyly and half-resentfully fed him another takoyaki.
"That's harsh. I wouldn't call myself outrageous. At least, I won't allow anyone else to touch my women," thinking of the fat pig man from outside, Alex narrowed his eyes while chewing, but decided not to tell the girls about it to keep the mood pleasant.
"Dinner is almost ready, Alex. No snacking!" Makoto noticed their little interaction and immediately put her hands on her hips, her truly formidable chest—which even slightly surpassed Mrs. Summer's size—jiggling up and down.
But Alex just leaned in and harassed her for two seconds. Makoto, who had just said 'no snacking,' reluctantly fed him a piece of chicken. Having successfully snuck a bite, Alex released the flustered Makoto and left the kitchen.
"Dinner is served! Makoto, Ai, bring everything over... Ah, Mrs. Summer, you made it," Chi had met Mrs. Summer before, having been on a date with her and Alex that day.
She greeted her.
"Hello, Chi. And Makoto and Ai, I've heard about you all from Elara," Mrs. Summer greeted them. "My name is Natsumi Obata, and I'm Elara's mother."
Clack, clack—
Alex tapped his chopsticks against his bowl, leaning back in his chair with a wicked grin. "Did you forget something?"
Does he really want me to say it? Saying something like that in front of these girls was incredibly embarrassing. However, recalling how Alex had openly held her in his arms earlier when confronting the stranger next door, which amounted to an implicit admission, Mrs. Summer's sense of shame had already been significantly lowered.
"I am also... Alex's woman. Satisfied?" she threw him a fierce glare.
As soon as she spoke, Ai's and Makoto's expressions grew subtle. Even though they had guessed it, hearing it stated so frankly was truly shocking. Chi was no exception.
The three girls turned in unison to look at Elara.
Elara's movement, as she scooped rice, froze as if she were a statue, but she quickly pretended nothing was wrong, filling a large bowl with rice and handing it to Alex. "Why are you looking at me? Eat! Alex, this is yours."
"Elara, are you girls really... so unconcerned?" Ai hesitated.
"Of course we care! But Alex is very important to Mom, too," Elara spoke up for her mother.
"Exactly. We're all family, Ai. Don't look so angry."
"I'm only angry at you! You must be so proud of having a mother-daughter flower, you big pervert."
Ai scoffed lightly.
"..."
The conversation had stalled, and Alex couldn't figure out why. I should be the one in control here! I'm Alex! I'm capable of anything—hypnosis, manipulation, threats—which one of these girls hasn't suffered my wicked touch?
How did they manage to flip the script and act like the masters?
Mrs. Summer, realizing they couldn't continue this topic, proactively changed the subject. "I heard Elara say just now that you girls can get stronger. What does that mean?"
"Oh, that. It's my new ability. I haven't had a chance to tell you yet," Alex took two mouthfuls of rice. "It's a very special ability. Doing... sexually charged things, if I ejaculate inside, there's a chance it will boost your physical constitution."
He has that kind of ability?!
"Really, Alex?" Makoto was amazed. "You have such a strange ability?"
"Of course. It's not strange at all; it was prepared especially for you. To be honest, I never intended to have a skill like this at first," Alex smiled. "You all get stronger, and I benefit too. We all have a beautiful future."
"It's great, truly. Otherwise, as Alex's body gets more and more... powerful, it would be difficult for us to handle."
As she finished speaking, a blush spread across the girls' faces.
"And we get to do... it with Alex and get stronger. It's a good thing."
This kind of sexually explicit conversation was still a bit restrained because Mrs. Summer was present... However, Ai, the silver-haired gyaru sitting next to Alex, suddenly had an idea. While Ai was still capable of shame, she was filled more with jealousy from Mrs. Summer's presence, which spurred her to a bold act.
Clatter—
"Oh, my chopsticks." Her silver ponytail swayed slightly as Ai set down her bowl, pulled out her chair, and, in front of the other girls, squatted down and disappeared under the table.
Makoto and Chi didn't overthink it, and the Obata mother and daughter were even more oblivious. Not even Alex could have guessed Ai would be so bold. He had just put a spoonful of rice into his mouth when the movement on his leg startled him, making him almost spray the rice out.
"!!!"
Her hand traveled up his leg and landed directly on his groin, gently massaging the area. Squatting in the darkness, Ai saw Alex's legs involuntarily twitching, and the center of his pants gradually hardening. A captivating smile appeared on her face.
Hehe, Alex, you reacted so quickly.
I see. He must be stimulated. After all, in this setting... it must be incredibly exciting.
Ai knelt between his legs. She placed her small hands on the bulge for a moment, feeling the familiar, burning touch and hardness of the bad boy who had moved in and out of her body countless times, even through the fabric of his trousers.
Just touching him made Ai restless. The space under the table was too small, so she could only subtly wiggle her hips before her cheeks flushed fiercely as she fumbled for the zipper of his pants.
She gently pulled it down, freeing the grotesque and terrifying thing from its prison.
However, Ai was already intimately familiar with it and wasn't frightened; on the contrary, she loved it dearly.
She gripped it with her small hand, and after a short caress, she extended her small, pink tongue, beginning to lick from the base upward.
"Hss."
Alex could barely swallow his food. He never thought Ai would be so audacious as to do this... during dinner.
The dining table fell silent instantly. The girls stopped talking, their expressions subtle. Clearly, Ai had claimed to drop her chopsticks but was taking too long to reappear.
What was happening underneath was obvious.
Chi and Makoto were struggling to contain themselves, while the Obata mother and daughter were completely slack-jawed.
This... doing this while eating? This is too much...