He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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Watching the aunt's retreating figure, her voluptuous figure barely concealed by her bear-patterned pajamas, and her beautiful, flowing black hair, I recalled what she had just said about Ryota...

Well, tomorrow's the school festival, I'd better go to sleep.

I just closed my eyes.

The image of the silver egg Kana that he saw in the world of memories suddenly appeared in Shirakawa's mind, causing his holy sword to unconsciously begin to reveal its sharpness.

That Kana spoke words of deep love for herself, and longed for herself.

Kana, however, wanted to pay respects to her deceased husband herself.

Jealousy, possessiveness, and even the dark emotions of wanting to drag Kana down to his side are like sparks that ignite the grassland in Shirakawa's heart.

A burning desire raged within him, and Shirakawa tried his best to suppress it, but sometimes his big head still couldn't control his little head.

His gaze involuntarily drifted downwards, landing on the aunt's ample rims and her slender waist.

Of course, "thin" is relative to her enormous size and wheel hub; compared to other girls, it's relatively thick.

But the proportions of the body are perfect, as if it is full of bouncy flesh.

The two large petals rose and fell slightly with the aunt's gentle breathing.

Shirakawa's hand unconsciously reached out.

I really want to touch it...

If you pinch hard, the plump flesh will burst out through your fingers.

What will the aunt's reaction be? Will she pretend not to know, or scold herself for being a lecher and leave angrily, or...?

To cater to one's own desires and indulge in them.

No!

Shirakawa withdrew his hand, clenched it into a fist, and struck his head hard.

You can't do that kind of thing!

If the auntie in the world of memories could hold her own in that state, how much more so in the real world?

If he touched her, then he would be the sinner who destroyed the relationship between the two of them!

Bai Chuan silently recited three hundred Tang poems in his heart, intending to dispel the surging evil thoughts.

His extremely high mental resilience was put to use at this moment.

His calm mind and the almost familial love he felt for Kana greatly suppressed the burning desire within him.

The holy sword gradually lowered the head that had been raised high.

However, Kana was also struggling with her own thoughts at this moment.

She wasn't sleepy at all, tossing and turning as she thought about everything that had just happened, including the matter of Ryota that she had just mentioned.

Did I explain myself clearly enough? I hope Shirakawa-kun won't mind.

No, Shirakawa-kun and I aren't in that kind of relationship...

But Shirakawa-kun agreed to visit Ryota.

Ahhhhh!

Kana felt her mind was in turmoil. She hoped to maintain a normal relationship with Shirakawa, like that of an elder and a junior, but she also hoped that Shirakawa would take the initiative to cross that boundary and treat her with harsh methods.

For example, what he did to Miike, whipping him while galloping on horseback...

No, no!

Can't think so.

However, her secret was quite disappointing, and she gradually produced some dihydrogen monoxide.

But then again.

Kana sniffed the air slightly.

Shirakawa-kun smells so good.

The smell wasn't perfume, nor did it resemble a man's body odor; Kana had no idea what it was.

If I had to describe it, it would be like the captivating fragrance of a succubus in a comic book.

It made her heart itch with desire.

She was right behind him, and they were only a hair's breadth apart...

...

Turn around and chat with him, talk about Maki or Sakura, nothing will happen.

After giving herself a hint, Kana shifted slightly on the cramped single bed.

This can be compared to a large vehicle making a U-turn.

During this twisting and turning, Kana's large wheel hub accidentally pressed down on Shirakawa's big arm.

"Ah!" the two exclaimed in unison.

The bed was too small, and in her haste, Kana "accidentally" ran over Shirakawa's arm again with the large wheel hub.

She had already sensed the exact shape of Shirakawa using her large wheel hub.

Even though he seemed somewhat listless, she could still sense a hint of ferocity in him...

With great difficulty, Shirakawa managed to twist and escape amidst the repeated crushing, managing to protect his arm.

Sadly, he regained his spirits once again.

There was nothing that could be done about it; Shirakawa had just had a close encounter with his aunt's body.

Kana turned over and was facing Shirakawa.

The two exchanged a glance, their cheeks flushed, and tacitly agreed not to mention what had just happened.

However, this unexpected romantic incident also choked Kana back to what she was about to say.

Similarly, Shirakawa could only close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

The two seemed to be separated by only a thin layer of paper.

Looking at the towering mountains of Shirakawa, Kana blushed and tried to look away, but she couldn't.

Since that's the case... let's just go with the flow.

"Shirakawa-kun..."

"Ok?"

“Hmm…the school festival is tomorrow,” Kana said, pointing to Shirakawa’s holy sword. “It’s not good for things to always be like this…let your auntie help you cool off.”

what?

246. Aunt's handling?

"Clear the heat, how, how do I clear it?"

Shirakawa stammered, both scared and happy. He never expected that it would be Aunt Mito who would be the first to break the ice between them.

Seeing that Shirakawa's expression did not show any disgust, Midori breathed a sigh of relief and stroked Shirakawa's arm through his clothes with her large, slightly rough hand.

"How about Auntie helps you with her hands?"

We've been discussing Ryota for a while now. Kana was worried that Shirakawa might be upset, so she did this for him to show him how much she cares about him.

Besides, it's just using his hands. Even if he helps Shirakawa out, their relationship won't change at all.

Shirakawa blushed and was speechless for a moment.

Shirakawa, who had completed the multiplayer campaign, couldn't resist his aunt's temptation.

At the same time, Cecilia also felt a surge of love coming her way.

Mixed with feelings of shame, tenderness, care, and respect, the combined intensity of its erotic power far surpassed that of Sakura and Nikaido's joint operation. It's truly unexpected that the bond between Mitsukana and Shirakawa is so deep that it can generate this level of energy.

"Shirakawa-kun?" Seeing that Shirakawa did not respond, Kana asked again, blushing.

Shirakawa nodded slightly. The desire he had been suppressing was now freed from its restraints. He seemed only shy, but his heart was already churning with turmoil.

After receiving Shirakawa's consent, Midorikawa sat up, crossed her plump thighs, and gently placed Shirakawa's head on them.

It felt as if I was resting my head on a soft, delicate pudding.

It also carries that warmth.

Kana slowly adjusted the angle of her thighs, trying to make Shirakawa-kun in her arms more comfortable.

"How is it? Is this alright, Shirakawa-kun..." the aunt asked softly.

Even the fragrance emanating from Aunt Mido's breath made Shirakawa infatuated.

"That's fine, Auntie."

A flavor also rose in Shirakawa's heart, the flavor of honey and milk, rich, sweet, and incredibly soothing.