Chapter 26: All Your Wishes Come True

In the room, Katsura Kotonoha wore a soft nightgown, the fabric clinging gently to her skin like a soft breeze. The nightgown was a light and elegant color, adorned with delicate lace patterns that beautifully highlighted her impressively full chest and slender waist.

Standing before the makeup mirror, she held a small brush and gently swept it across her cheeks, leaving a delicate rosy blush. Her fingertips lightly touched the pale eyeshadow, softly blending it into her eye sockets, and then she dabbed a little bright white powder in the corners of her eyes, making them appear brighter and more vibrant. Her lips were painted with a soft, full rose-colored lipstick, the color reminiscent of dewdrops on morning petals.

The collar of her pajamas was slightly open, revealing a generous expanse of delicate skin, and her collarbone looked even more refined in the soft light. Her long hair was casually tied up, with a few strands falling onto her cheeks, adding a touch of languid, rosy beauty. Her small feet on the soft carpet had smooth and delicate skin, and her cute toes were closely aligned, like a string of small, exquisite pearls, shining with a faint luster, possessing an indescribable charm.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, even more radiant after applying makeup, Katsura Kotonoha gently suppressed her pounding heartbeat, eagerly anticipating the deepening of her relationship that night. The box of condoms on the table had been discreetly slipped into her pajama pocket for any unforeseen need. In truth, she longed to completely dedicate her perfect first time to Asakura and grow closer to him, even if it meant taking some risks that might be overwhelming at this stage. She also yearned to experience the uninhibited depths of her soul.

Moreover, she wasn't opposed to having Asakura's baby. In fact, she looked forward to it. If she had a child, her position would be more secure, and he wouldn't leave her easily. After a long moment of hesitation, Katsura Kotonoha returned the condoms to the drawer and gracefully walked back to the living room.

"Good evening, Asakura-kun. How do I look?"

The prominent display of her large breasts and her shy demeanor, a blend of wanting to demur yet also being bashful, almost made Asakura instinctively want to stand at attention. He felt a strong sense of tenderness for the girl before him who was trying so hard to please him. He gently took her slender arm, pulled her into his embrace, and rubbed her intimately, breathing softly beside her pink earlobe.

"I like you more than I could ever say, Kotonoha."

The boy's gentle voice filled Katsura Kotonoha with immense happiness, and the excitement caused their bodies to entwine like silk threads, clinging tightly. The soft touch and warm fragrance brought the "rebel leader," who had just exerted himself, back to a heightened state. Her pert buttocks pressed against his warmth, her cheeks slightly flushed like a ripe apple, yet her body swayed back and forth instinctively. The soft fabric provided an incredibly comfortable sensation, and the atmosphere in the living room grew even more alluring.

"Oh Kasan, my sister and brother-in-law are doing something naughty in the living room." The playful Kokoro spread out her five fingers and pretended to cover her eyes, but her round eyes peeked through the gaps at the couple's movements. She wore cute cotton white rabbit pajamas, which made her look even more adorable and well-behaved.

Hearing her younger daughter's exclamation, Katsura Manami emerged with a charming and satisfied smile, picked up the mischievous Kokoro, and said teasingly.

"Since we know that your sister and brother-in-law are doing something a little embarrassing, shouldn't we give them some space?"

With one hand covering her mouth in amusement, her languid and alluring eyes watched the two people still tightly embracing with a knowing half-smile. In fact, Asakura's scalp prickled with embarrassment. After all, he had just been intimate with someone else, and now he was caught in a live, albeit innocent, embrace with that person's daughter. But he had no choice and didn't have the heart to push the girl in his arms away. Upon being discovered, Kotonoha not only didn't intend to loosen her grip but instead held on even tighter, as if wanting to seize this opportunity to announce their affection to her family.

"Alright, Kotonoha, let Asakura-kun take a shower first. You still have the whole night to yourselves."

Looking at her infatuated daughter, Katsura Manami tried to persuade Kotonoha with a slightly bittersweet tone, as if she hadn't been entirely satisfied after her own encounter and envied her daughter's straightforward love.

Hearing this, Katsura Kotonoha looked at Asakura with concern and gave him instructions intimately yet boldly, finalizing their plans for the night.

"Asakura-kun, go take a shower and wash away your tiredness comfortably. I'll be waiting for you in the room."

"...Okay."

Almighty God, could anyone tell him how to handle the situation when his girlfriend's younger sister informed her mother that she wanted her beloved boyfriend to be with her intimately tonight? Unfortunately, there was no deity in this world who could offer such guidance. Under the affectionate gaze of the mother and daughter, Asakura retreated with a slightly stiff demeanor.

...

In addition to futile physical suicide and spiritual escapism, the third approach to life is to persist in struggle and fight against the absurdity of existence. Perhaps you will fail, perhaps you will suffer, but we have no better choice, do we?

After taking a shower, he walked into the room with some hesitation. Katsura Kotonoha was bending over to make the bed, her pert buttocks forming a graceful curve, like a bride preparing her wedding chamber.

Hearing the sound, she turned around and saw Asakura, his hair still damp, looking at her. Kotonoha gently pulled him and sat him down with a concerned expression, then took out a clean towel and hairdryer from the drawer, acting like a caring wife. She gently wiped his still-wet hair, and after absorbing the moisture, she tenderly rested his head against her chest, finishing the drying with warm air and her small hands. Feeling the incomparable softness, Asakura had a nonsensical thought, Is this the legendary brain-soothing wave? Kotonoha is incredible!

"Asakura-kun, your hair is dry. Let's go to bed and get some rest."

"Mm."

In the dark night, the two bodies intertwined beneath the quilt, as if this simple closeness was enough happiness.

"Hey, Kotonoha, do you have any wishes?"

"Well... Asakura-kun, my wish is simple, to be by your side, and for you to be by mine."

"Kotonoha, from now on, I will be the one to fulfill your wish."

"Yes, Asakura-kun, please take me."

The moonlight gently spilled onto the floor of the room, bathing the surroundings in a silver-white glow. The shadows of the trees swayed in the moonlight, like two natural dancers performing the creation of life on the stage of the night. The majestic mountains seemed enigmatic in the darkness, as if constantly shifting their forms. A breeze drifted by, carrying a hint of coolness and the sound of gurgling water, like the night's soft whisper, telling of its quiet joy.

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On the other side, Katsura Manami tossed and turned in bed, her mind replaying the captivating scenes in the kitchen that had enthralled her. The cicadas outside the window seemed to herald the arrival of spring, and the faint sobs and humming coming from the next room only intensified her restlessness. After a moment of hesitation, she gently put on her black lace pajamas, opened the door, and walked towards the room where the guest and her daughter were.