Outside the Katsura family's door, Ryo Asakura rang the doorbell, a large bag of gifts in both hands.
He'd brought Chiba's famous loquats for Katsura Manami. He'd heard they were great for beauty and also a good fruit for weight loss. He figured Mrs. Katsura would appreciate them.
For Kotonoha Katsura, he'd picked out some of Chiba's special snacks and candies. After all, she was just a middle schooler, and those kinds of treats were usually a hit.
Mrs. Katsura, who had been relaxing on the living room sofa, was startled by the chime. She stood up, her footsteps echoing on the wooden floor as she headed for the door.
The door slowly swung open, and the handsome face outside gradually came into focus in the warm sunlight. He offered a gentle smile and a slight nod.
"Mrs. Katsura, long time no see. I came to visit."
Mrs. Katsura excitedly threw herself into his arms, pulling him into a hug and offering her fiery red lips. She tenderly embraced him with her soft and fragrant body, her passion both ardent and inexhaustible.
Ryo Asakura let her embrace him, partly because holding the gifts made any other action awkward, and partly to offer Madam Katsura some comfort.
The sound of rustling clothes came from the doorway. Noticing her restless hands reaching for his belt, Ryo Asakura gently pushed Katsura Manami away with a helpless look.
"Mrs. Katsura, we're right at the door, and Kotonoha and Kokoro are home too, so we should probably be a little careful."
Katsura Manami, ever charming and beautiful, gazed at the gently scolding boy with her lovely eyes, reluctant to part for even a moment. As the matriarch of the family, she naturally had to consider the situation more carefully.
"Well, it's just been so long since I've seen Ryo Asakura-kun. I got a little carried away." As she spoke, she didn't miss the chance to steal another kiss.
Ryo Asakura nervously glanced down the corridor, and when he saw it was empty, he freed one hand, wrapped it around her slender waist, and softly soothed his wife.
"I'm sorry, I'll try to visit more often. These are gifts for you and Kokoro-chan. I heard loquats have wonderful beauty benefits."
Mrs. Katsura smiled without a word, cupping his cheeks with emotion and kissing him passionately as if they were completely alone.
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After their brief but intense greeting at the door, the two returned to the living room hand in hand. Mrs. Katsura invited Ryo Asakura to sit down and called out for Kotonoha Katsura and Kokoro to come downstairs quickly.
As soon as the adorable Kokoro saw her brother-in-law, she leaped into Ryo Asakura's arms, who caught her effortlessly. She even spun around in the air, her sweet and cheerful laughter filling the living room.
"Brother-in-law, you're finally here! I missed you so much!"
Ryo Asakura gently poked the little girl's cute nose. "Haha, I missed you too, Kokoro-chan. Look, these are the presents I brought you from Chiba."
Kokoro exclaimed with delight, clutching her gift and showing it off happily. Mrs. Katsura and Kotonoha watched the joyful scene with smiles, a picture of a warm family of four.
After a few moments of happy chatter, Mrs. Katsura got up and headed to the kitchen to start preparing lunch. Before leaving, she gave Kotonoha a meaningful glance, silently urging her to entertain Ryo Asakura well, leaving the two of them alone.
Kotonoha Katsura, her mother's intentions clear, blushed as she pulled Ryo Asakura upstairs to her room.
The door had barely closed when Ryo Asakura found himself pressed against it. The girl leaned in and gave him a fervent kiss, her face flushed and her eyes slightly dazed.
"Ryo Asakura-kun, lunch isn't ready for a while yet. Would you like to... eat something else first?"
Ryo Asakura slowly closed his eyes, a silent resolve forming within him. If I don't go to hell, who will?
How dare you be so bold, you little devil? Take this!
Knowing Ryo Asakura was coming to visit today, both mother and daughter had dressed in alluring and beautiful outfits, as if to make any... extracurricular activities more convenient.
The hem of Kotonoha's skirt rode up slightly on her thighs, revealing her tender, jade-white skin, her hands planted firmly on the door panel for support.
She gazed at him with charming, misty eyes, her full breasts rising and falling with her breath, an unspoken invitation.
On the battlefield of billiards, every aim and successful shot is charged with tension and excitement.
Ryo Asakura stood before the billiard table, his gaze fixed intently on the layout of the balls, the cue stick moving gently as he lined up his shot.
The player took a deep breath, focusing all his energy into the cue, and swung with precision.
A sharp click echoed as the cue ball struck its target. His aim and execution were flawless, and the ball smoothly slid into the pocket, a soft thud marking the success of the powerful shot.
Ryo Asakura let out a small sigh of relief, a satisfied smile gracing his lips. Billiards was a sport that demanded accurate judgment and steady cue control, requiring constant practice and focus to win each frame.
Gently drawing the cue back, then swiftly pushing it forward, Ryo Asakura sank ball after ball with each precise stroke, repeating this 'tedious' practice drill.
And Kotonoha Katsura, his opponent in this particular game, let out repeated soft gasps at Ryo Asakura's powerful and accurate cue work. Tears of emotion welled up in her eyes and elsewhere, a surrender to his superior skill. True mastery needed no words.
Just then, an uninvited guest arrived at the door, Katsura Manami!
As early as yesterday, after Ryo Asakura had called to confirm his visit, Mrs. Katsura had prepared the ingredients for today's lunch in advance, even pre-cooking and vacuum-sealing some items to save time and maximize her moments with Ryo Asakura.
But she hadn't anticipated that after spending all day observing the game, she would now be drawn into it herself.
A storm of emotions brewed within Mrs. Katsura. It was a magnificent scene, and yet, no one else was there to fully appreciate it.
She hadn't expected her usually shy and introverted eldest daughter, Kotonoha, to have reached this level of… enthusiasm today.
The unrestrained, high-pitched sounds emanating from the room continuously reached her ears, stirring feelings of bitterness, envy, and jealousy within Katsura Manami.
She had meticulously dressed herself today, hoping to capture more of Ryo Asakura-kun's attention and perhaps "reclaim" some of the affection her daughter was currently receiving. She certainly hadn't expected her daughter to be the first to partake in this… intimate exchange.
The sense of loss was fleeting. Katsura Manami, eavesdropping just outside the door, found herself involuntarily drawn in by the captivating sounds, a wave of heat quietly spreading through her body.
Madam Katsura had been patient for a long time, and at this moment, her excitement overwhelmed all other considerations. Her slender and soft hands began to explore the prominent and alluring contours just beyond the door, venturing into a hidden sanctuary that only Ryo Asakura usually frequented.
The tense body seemed to finally find release.
The unconscious and graceful movements were full of rhythm and beauty,
Mirroring the increasingly rapid strokes and Kotonoha's breathless exclamations within the room.
Time seemed to stand still, both mother and daughter seemingly stimulated by the same unseen force.
They reached the same peak together… still whispering in a daze.
"Ryo Asakura-kun, um~"
"Ryo Asakura-kun, ah~"
Beyond the rapid breathing of the girl before him, Ryo Asakura, with his now heightened senses, naturally picked up the unusual sounds from outside the door. A strange expression crossed his face as his thoughts raced.
Seriously, Mrs. Katsura? Do you always come and eavesdrop whenever your daughter and I are... doing anything?
And it's not just listening, but also... engaging in your own activities right outside the door as if no one's around. Is that really okay? If someone sees you, it'll be incredibly awkward for everyone.
Ryo Asakura began to reflect, wondering if his visits had indeed become too infrequent, leading Madam Katsura to this state.
He was truly a man of sin. To alleviate his guilt, he resolved to serve Mrs. Katsura even more diligently in the afternoon, ensuring she understood the meaning of having one serving satisfy three.
Of course, the most pressing matter at the moment was to exhaust Kotonoha completely, ensuring she wouldn't have the energy to interrupt Mrs. Katsura again. A new round of their… game commenced before lunch.