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[Game] Chapter 127: Family Heirloom (R18)
🕑 Added 2025-01-29 04:00:45 +0000 UTCAt 10:30 PM, Ichin headed back down to the studio. As expected, the moment he opened the door, he found Kō Yagami and Rin Toyama still hard at work inside.
The instant Kō noticed Ichin’s arrival, an awkward smile spread across her face.
“Ahaha... um, I was just about to take a break! Really!”
She quickly saved her progress, shut down her computer, and was ready to drag Rin off to their rooms.
“Wait, Kō, hold on! I haven’t saved my files yet!” Rin protested, clearly not as swift in her movements.
Before Kō could escape, Ichin placed a firm hand on her head, stopping her in her tracks.
Turning her head to face him, Ichin sighed with a look of exasperation. “Kō, how many times do I have to tell you to rest early? Even if you don’t feel like working, I wouldn’t mind if you played games next door. But this overworking habit of yours is just too much.”
Kō pouted and raised her hand, trying to remove his grip from her head. “Ichin, I’m older than you! Can’t you treat me with a bit more respect? This makes me look bad!”
But Ichin didn’t let go and continued pressing her head down. Looking directly at her, he replied, “You want me to respect you? Then why don’t you try listening to your boss for once? Honestly, with your personality, there’s no way I can treat you like an elder. Rin, on the other hand, fits the role perfectly.”
“Eh? Are you saying I’m younger at heart?” Rin asked, amused.
“No, I’m saying you’re more responsible.”
Shaking his head, Ichin finally released his hold on Kō and turned to Rin. “Rin, it’s getting late. I’ll leave it to you to make sure Kō gets some rest. We still have work tomorrow.”
Rin, who had been quietly smiling at their interaction, nodded. “No problem. Leave it to me. Come on, Kō, let’s go take a bath.”
With that, Ichin managed to get the two of them to clock out for the day before heading back to his own home.
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By the time he returned, his mother had already gone to bed, leaving only Utaha in the living room. Though the television was on, her attention was entirely on her phone.
“Still here?” Ichin asked as he walked in.
Putting her phone down, Utaha smiled. “I was waiting for you. I’m staying over tonight. It’s not like my parents would mind.”
Ichin hadn’t expected this. His mother had only been visiting for a day, and Utaha was already comfortable enough to decide to stay overnight.
Sitting down beside her, Ichin wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “My mom didn’t say anything about it?”
“Not at all,” Utaha said as she leaned against him, shaking her head. “She already knows everything she needs to. She told me as long as we take proper precautions, it’s fine. Oh, by the way, Ichin, do we still have enough supplies at home?”
“We bought a box just a few days ago, remember? It’s still unopened.”
“Well then...” Utaha’s cheeks flushed as she narrowed her eyes at him, shifting to sit on his lap. “It’s getting late. Let’s take a bath.”
“Together?”
“Together.”
“Alright, let’s go.”
Without hesitation, Ichin scooped her up in a princess carry and headed toward the bathroom.
The bathroom was dimly lit by the soft glow of the nightlight, casting a warm ambiance that made the room feel inviting and intimate.
Utaha felt a thrill of excitement as Ichin set her down on her feet, the steam from the hot water swirling around them. She could already see the desire in his eyes, mirroring her own.
Without a word, Utaha began to unbutton her blouse, her eyes locked on his as she slowly revealed more of her skin.
Ichin watched, mesmerized, as she peeled the fabric away, letting it drop to the floor. She unhooked her bra, letting it fall too, and cupped her breasts with her hands, teasing him.
"Taking your time?" Ichin asked, his voice husky with desire.
"Just appreciating the view," she replied, smiling seductively.
Ichin's shirt was off in a flash, followed by his jeans. His boxer briefs followed soon after, leaving him naked and hard. Utaha's hands trembled slightly as she reached for the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her legs and stepping out of them.
"Come here," Ichin said, pulling her into his arms.
They kissed passionately, their tongues tangling as they explored each other's mouths. Ichin's hands roamed over her body, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. Utaha moaned into his mouth, her nails digging into his shoulders.
When they finally broke the kiss, Ichin turned her around and pressed her against the cold tile wall, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. He lifted her, positioning her so she could wrap her legs around his waist.
"Fuck me," Utaha whispered, her voice low and needy.
Ichin didn't need to be told twice. He guided himself inside her, groaning at the feel of her tight heat. Utaha gasped at the sensation, her fingernails scraping down his back.
He began to move, setting a slow, steady rhythm that had both of them panting and moaning. Utaha buried her face in his shoulder, biting down to stifle her cries as he drove into her, harder and faster.
As they neared their peak, Ichin reached between them, his fingers finding her clit. Utaha's body tensed, her walls clamping down on him as she came, her orgasm washing over her in waves. Ichin followed shortly after, his own release coming in a hot, intense burst.
They stayed like that for a moment, both trying to catch their breath. Finally, Ichin set Utaha down, turning off the water and grabbing a towel. He wrapped it around her, holding her close as they left the bathroom and headed to bed.
As they settled under the covers, Utaha nestled into his arms, her head on his chest. "That was amazing," she said, her voice a contented murmur.
"Absolutely," Ichin agreed, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I love you, Utaha."
"I love you too," she replied, her voice already drifting off to sleep.
As they drifted off, the nightlight casting a soft glow over them, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of bliss.
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In the following days, Ichin’s mother enjoyed herself thoroughly, exploring many places with Utaha accompanying her. Ichin even cleared half a day from his schedule to spend time with his mother, though most of his time was still spent in the studio.
Although she had come specifically to visit Ichin, his mother didn’t stay too long. After five days, she prepared to return home.
At the airport, not only were Ichin and the Kasumigaoka family there to see her off, but the entire studio team had also come along.
During her stay, Ichin’s mother had cooked delicious meals for everyone, winning their hearts with her kind and warm demeanor. Among them, Momiji Mochizuki adored her the most. As a self-proclaimed foodie, anyone who could cook well quickly became her favorite person.
Pulling her suitcase along, Ichin’s mother smiled at the group and said, “Thank you all for coming to see me off today.”
Hazuki laughed and replied, “It’s no trouble at all, Auntie. You took such good care of us these past few days; seeing you off is the least we can do.”
Nodding in gratitude, Ichin’s mother turned to her son and Utaha. “Alright, I need to board now. You two should head back. Ichin, take good care of Utaha, okay? I really like this girl.”
Then, without warning, Ichin’s mother pulled Utaha into a warm hug. Whispering in her ear, she said, “If this boy ever gives you a hard time, just call me. I’ll handle him for you.”
Utaha beamed and nodded. “Alright, I’ll remember that.”
“Oh, and one more thing.” Ichin’s mother released Utaha and took a small box out of her pocket.
When she opened it, a jade pendant was revealed, glowing softly with a lustrous green hue. It was clear at a glance that this was no ordinary trinket.
Ichin’s eyes widened in surprise. “Mom, isn’t that the pendant grandma gave you?”
“Yes, it is. Your grandmother passed it down to me when I married your father,” she said with a smile, picking up the pendant and carefully placing it around Utaha’s neck. Stroking Utaha’s hair, she continued, “I’m entrusting this to you now. From here on, I’ll count on you to take care of this boy for me.”
Utaha’s mother, who had been watching from nearby, stepped forward. Though she was delighted at this gesture of recognition, she couldn’t help but protest, “Isn’t this a little too precious to give away?”
“It’s alright. The pendant itself isn’t worth much; what matters is the tradition it represents. It’s meant to be passed down, and now is the right time,” Ichin’s mother explained.
Looking at Utaha, whose eyes were now glistening with unshed tears, Ichin’s mother added, “I truly like this child. If they weren’t still so young, I’d suggest they get married right away. So, I have a proposal. How about they get engaged after graduating high school? Then, once they finish university, they can go straight to marriage. With it being an international marriage, the paperwork might be a bit more complicated, so waiting until they graduate makes the most sense.”
Ichin was taken aback. He hadn’t expected his mother to have brought such an heirloom with her. He remembered her telling him as a child that this pendant had been passed down through several generations and was carefully preserved.
Looking at Utaha, Ichin gently took her hand and said, “Since she gave it to you, you should accept it.”
Utaha glanced at the pendant resting against her chest and silently nodded. Then, overcome with emotion, she threw herself into Ichin’s mother’s arms once more.
While everyone was focused on the touching scene, no one noticed Eriri hiding behind Hazuki, discreetly recording the moment on her phone.
Being moved was one thing, but capturing it on video was absolutely necessary.
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