Back at home, Delia ruffled Ash's hair and pointed at Pikachu, asking, "Is this little guy your reward for going out?"
"Yep! Pikachu is my partner."
Ash then looked at Pikachu and said, "This is Mom. She's the person I love most."
"Pika, Pikachuu~!"
Delia's eyes softened. She had expected to scold Ash severely, but seeing him covered in dirt, all she felt was a profound sense of relief and a longing that had now been fulfilled.
At the dinner table, Delia listened with a warm smile as Ash recounted the events of the past night.
"No wonder you're all dirty. Come on, after you eat, let's take a bath together."
"Uh... Mom, I'm a grown-up. I can do it myself..."
For some reason, Ash remembered the scene from yesterday of cleaning up the curry and what Ayumi ate today. The youth felt a certain heat rising within him.
"No-way! You were so tired yesterday. Let Mom wash you so you can get a good night's sleep." Delia winked, her tone leaving no room for argument.
"..." Looking at her beautiful back as she prepared the hot water in the bathroom, Ash's heart began to race.
He forced his eyes away from Delia's shapely rear. He had to find a way to distract himself.
"Pika?" Pikachu felt he was acting strange but couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
But the little mouse successfully captured Ash's attention.
"I got it!"
Ash took a bottle of MooMoo Milk, an Oran Berry, and a Pinap Berry from his inventory.
In the games, these three items restore HP and are perfectly fine for a regular diet.
Of course, after gaining the cooking talents of various chefs from different worlds, Ash had a few new ideas.
In the kitchen, with a few quick cuts, he peeled and diced the two berries into uniform pieces. Then, he poured the milk into a pot to heat.
Ash incorporated his own ideas into adding seasonings and controlling the heat. The resulting dish had a faint glow, and the fresh scent of fruit and milk filled the room.
Ash clicked his tongue. While it couldn't compare to the blindingly bright dishes of a certain legendary chef, it was a very good start.
Scented Milk and Fruit Soup: A fragrant fruit milk that organically blends MooMoo Milk, Oran Berries, and Pinap Berries. It has the effect of rapidly restoring stamina, and long-term consumption can slightly increase physical fitness.
He scooped up a spoonful and tasted it. The smile on Ash's face grew brighter. "Come on, Pikachu, this whole pot is for you."
"Pika~!"
Seeing the little mouse happily eating, Ash finally managed to put his lustful thoughts aside.
He also put down his own "little tent."
If Pikachu knew that Ash made this just to distract himself, who knows what it would think?
However, Ash was not destined to have his wish granted, because the next moment, Delia hugged him from behind: "Mmm... When did you learn to cook? It smells so good~"
A pair of H-cup breasts pressed against Ash's back. With his enhanced soul power, Ash could clearly perceive their exact shape and surprising elasticity.
And so, the "little tent" that had just settled down stood up again.
"Mom, why don't you have some too? I can just wash up myself..."
"No, if I want to eat, you can just make some more for me later~" Delia ruffled Pikachu's head: "Be a good boy and eat, little Pika~"
Then she pulled Ash into the bathroom.
Even though Ash had been raised by Delia since he was a baby, he had always had these feelings for her.
But compared to his desires, Ash also cherished the precious family bond he had with her.
This was the reason he had restrained himself for the past ten years.
He thought he would bury this fantasy forever, but Delia's kiss yesterday shattered his illusion.
He felt something other than family affection from his mother.
Was it dependence, or was it infatuation?
Ash didn't know, and he was afraid to find out. He could only let nature take its course or stay in his own little world.
He was unwilling to take the initiative. He might have "gone all the way" with anyone else, but not Delia.
Because he was afraid of losing her.
In the bathroom, Delia quickly stripped Ash, while she remained in her house dress.
Ash felt a sense of relief but also a faint disappointment. He didn't even know what he was expecting.
"Come, give me your hand..."
Delia washed Ash as if she were caring for an infant. Ash felt like he was back in that baby era.
When he was a child, he would always get spoiled and ask for milk. In response to his request, Delia would lovingly press him to her chest...
As Ash was thinking, Delia patted his butt: "Your back is done. Turn around."
"Mom, I can do the front myself. You can rest..."
"No! I said I would wash you. Hurry up!"
After waiting for a long time, Ash didn't react, and Delia couldn't help but get a little angry: "Honestly, what are you so shy about? Are you still a stranger to your own mother? Come on~"
She then looked at his front herself...
"..." At the sight, she fell silent. She had never seen Ash so "energetic" before.
It was fierce, powerful, and even a little intimidating.
Realizing she had a fatal attraction to her son, a blush crept onto Delia's cheeks. Along with her shyness, she also felt a hint of glee?
"Alright... I can do this myself."
Ash reached out to grab the showerhead, but because of the angle, Delia couldn't get a good grip, and water went everywhere.
"Hey! What's the big deal? Mom has seen it for ten years..."
Delia brushed the hair off her forehead. Her watery eyes sparkled. The showerhead had drenched her face and body.
"Okay... then hurry up and get out when you're done!"
Ash glanced at Delia.
This one glance caused another problem.
Delia's dress was now semi-transparent. Her hair, tied in a bun, highlighted her delicate and graceful face, full of a spring-like charm. Her two soft mounds were pressed against the dress, and a hint of flesh showed through her chest.
The already short dress became even shorter as it clung to her body. Under the hem, he could see her long, rounded thighs and a plump butt that was hard to hide.
The "little Ash" bounced a little, showing its excitement.
The corner of Delia's eyes and her heart also bounced along with him.
"Ash... Mom..."
They both spoke at the same time but stopped.
"I... I want..."
After a moment, they both spoke again.
"Hehe..." Delia laughed sweetly at Ash's embarrassed expression.
She slowly reached out and caressed his face, her jade-like fingers tracing from his cheek to his neck and then to his chest.
Finally, they stopped at his waist.
Any further, and they would break the taboo.
Ash's breathing grew more rapid. Without waiting for Delia to move again, he hugged her tightly with his strong arms.
"Mmm... hmm~"
Her large breasts pressed against his firm chest, and the "little Ash" pressed against her soft "little sister."
"Ash..." Delia's eyes were glazed over. She continued to caress Ash's skin, her eyes seeming to overflow with water...
"Kiss me..."
"Mmm..." Before she could finish, their four lips were squeezed tightly together.
"Zzzzzzz..."
The battle of lips and tongues had begun.