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Chapter 154: What’s your fetish?
🕑 Added 2020-11-15 16:38:00 +0000 UTCI killed the bugs, I mean bloodsaurus, trying to interrupt us. Nee-san and Yuriko finished first and slinked out of the tub.
“Aa-kun, you can go in now. We will keep watch.”
Yuriko clicked her tongue. “I wanted to wash his back.”
Rini raised her chin and thumbed her chest. “I can do it.”
Yuriko and Nee-san shared a frown.
“Not yet,” Yuriko denied. “Rini is too pure to see his sexy, broad back.”
Nee-san’s brows sank further. “Yuriko-san, can you stop spreading your kinks to children?”
Yuriko snorted. “Your fetish is no less kinky than mine.”
Nee-san’s cheeks flushed. “I am not kinky.”
I took Rini’s hand and escaped the fight heating up. Nee-san was kinky for loving me, that much was true.
I slipped out of my clothes and leaped into the tub. The water explosion hit the girls. Saya pressed her hands on her waist and stared at me with dead eyes.
Saeko shielded me and drew her katana. “Saya-chan, you cannot harm My Lord before me.”
Rika came and slapped Saeko’s bottom. The red mark on smooth white asscheeks made me lick my lips. “Wear some clothes before showing this chivalry. Miss perv samurai.”
“P-Perv, I am not a perv!”
“Meh, my imouto is a sadomaso.”
“Sadomaso, a person who can derive pleasure from both inflicting and receiving pain,” Nao added, tying her hair into braids. “Also known as a switch. Am I right?”
“Miss glasses is right. And guess what Saeko said when you joined. This woman is utterly innocent,” Shiori tapped her chin. “What do they say? Watch out for the quiet ones. They are the most dangerous bunch.”
So true.
Nao became flustered. “I-I read it in a story.”
“Those are Leme’s type of stories,” Leme smirked. “Give some to Leme please.”
“They are… at my apartment.”
“She’s too pure to become Asahi-kun’s wife,” Rika said.
Shiori sat and leaned on the tub beside Nao. “She is. Saeko wanted someone who could accept her scarred heart. Baka Rika fell for the shota Asahi. Shizuka Nee-san became enamored with her Otouto. Saya-chan and Yuriko-san wanted a knight in shining armor. Leme just wants a well, a harem king, I guess… We all have one or two fetishes to indulge in this harem business. Nao-san is a hell lot purer than the highschooler Saya.”
Baka Rika, that rhymes nicely.
We rested our asses in the cold water.
“What did you say?” Saya growled. “I am not pure?”
“What’s yours, girl?” Rika inquired.
Shiori glanced at me. “I don’t know. It’s love, as far as I know, or my selfish wish to find someone who could heal Saeko’s scars… I got way more than I bargained for. A kind riajuu combined with a cultured man.”
I am kind? Like hell I am.
“What about Aimi-san?” Saeko pointed at my yandere bodyguard silently rubbing her chest. “What’s her… fetish?”
“She fell for the man who saved her from starvation. That’s unadulterated love.”
Crap, no one knows Aimi’s real story yet.
I signaled Aimi, who crept closer and leaned her head on my shoulder.
“Asahi-sama.”
She showed no modesty in having intimate moments. Last night created so many memorable moments for everyone involved.
“Let me wash you,” Rika volunteered. “Really good.”
“Baka Rika, I wanted to say that.”
“You lost your chance,” Rika chuckled and waved the soap in her hand with a cold smile. “Every nook and cranny will be mine.”
Saya sat before me in seiza position. “I-I want to do it too.”
“Everyone wants a piece of him,” Saeko muttered. “Can I join too?”
The bath turned chaotic…
—x—x—x—
We returned to the room, which looked cramped with every girl here.
“My Lord, a man sent this.” Grayfia handed me a letter of sorts. “That man was fuming. He would have fought you if you were here… Although I doubt he would leave a scratch on you.”
[An invitation to Radiant Manor]
I opened the letter. The elegant letters of an unknown language; I could still read them. An invite to Apollo Familia… I crumbled the letter and turned it into ashes. That fucking psycho was already on my ass. What the hell did I do this time? I was pretty much low-key, avoiding attention at every corner.
“Fuck.”
Yuriko patted my shoulder. “Dear, what’s the letter about?”
“Just some shitty god trying to invite me.”
“Familia?” Nao asked. “Who is it?”
“You remember the red-haired god we met in the square?”
“My Lord, his presence made me uncomfortable.”
“He is the Sun God Apollo.”
“No wonder…” Grayfia mumbled.
“Fuck that guy.” I blew the ash off my palm. “Dress up, everyone. Not you Grayfia, you will stay here to look after little Aiko.”
“Understood, My Lord.”
She wasn’t bothered in the slightest. She can come next time.
“Aa-chan, I need new clothes.”
“Aa-kun, my dress is wearing out.”
“A-Asahi-kun, me too,” Nao added with a bashful smile. “My blouse’s color is fading.”
Soon, everyone began requesting, even Rini asked for a new maid dress.
“Dear, let's design some clothes for everyone later.”
I threw Apollo’s problem in the back of my head. The fucker’s familia is weak. Rini alone can flatten his so-called Radiant Manor.
“Deal.”
There was nothing to disagree with.
The girls settled with their old clothes. I grabbed a white shirt and black pants. The clothes made no difference to me, but Genzou, my father-in-law would appreciate this more than some loose shorts and a Hawaiian shirt.
Fully abusing the teleporters, we returned to the forest and got into the chopper. Aimi, Busujima Twins, Nao, Nee-san, Rini, Aiko, Rika, and Leme got into the chopper. I carried the rest Saya while Yuriko clung to Grayfia’s back.
“You can fly on your own, you know?”
“I-I don’t have enough mana.”
“There is no shortage of mana potions.”
“S-Shaddap and carry me.”
“You could have asked me if you wanted the princess carry.”
“Saya-chan is cute.”
Saya deadpanned at grinning Yuriko, then her face flushed. She clearly remembered last night the way Flirty Saya opened herself. I fucking loved that side of her but this side of hers was cute.
Saya’s teary eyes broke my dilemma.
I flapped my wings and steadily followed the chopper.
“Have you tested it yet?” I whispered in her ears.
“I didn’t,” she muttered in a dejected voice. “I got too nervous.”
I held my bubbling laughter. Her nervousness dwarfed mine. She needed some encouragement. Nee-san qualified for the job but this tsundere hadn’t told her yet.
“We can try it there. I’ll ask Maya for some good medical facility.”
Saya nodded her head gratefully. “Wait.” She narrowed her eyes. “Who’s Maya?”
Another thing I forgot despite having superhuman intelligence…
I relayed the information to everyone. It’s a surprise how blindly they followed me everywhere.
(Love is blind, isn’t it?)
‘It is.’
(Ufufu.)
