A sweet, delicate trembling and sensation coiled around Takumi like a python, its suffocating tightness all but cutting off his breath.
Watching Yuki lost in her own little world, Mio and the others couldn't help swallowing. Mio in particular found herself recalling who she'd once been. Back then... was I like that too? The very thought sent a shudder running through her—her body blazing hot as fire, yet an oddly pleasant chill racing along her spine.
By now, Yuki's little sister Kurumi and her childhood friend Irina had also been left thoroughly stunned. Their store of knowledge had just grown by a whole new entry.
In the corner, Zest watched the scene, a faint sense of longing stirring within her. She suddenly found herself wishing that it were her being played with and spanked like that. That feeling of being completely dominated and controlled—how utterly enticing.
Amid that lovely spectacle, like splashes of crimson blooming in the air, Takumi raised a hand and blocked the transparent magic Sheila had unleashed. "Haven't you had enough? Go back to bed! I need my privacy too—get out, all of you! You too, Maria!" He was one step away from kicking them out; after a few smacks, Maria obediently took her camera and left.
Takumi knew, however, that this was only just beginning. He wanted to leave Yuki a memory worth treasuring. Her wholehearted sincerity and affection—he accepted all of it, and gave back in kind.
At the same time, he had uncovered one of Yuki's weak points. Her figure wasn't as full as Mio's, but her perkiness was every bit a match—and that was precisely her weakness.
Cupping her face, he murmured, "When you're like this, you're too cute, Yuki." Half-asleep, she was like an adorable kitten, reflexively lifting her flushed cheek to nuzzle against his palm. And that adorable display only whetted his appetite further.
Outside the door, the girls pouted and wore expressions of open displeasure. Tohru had never imagined she'd end up getting overtaken by a newcomer. "How come I never knew there was something like the master-servant contract?! If I'd known, I'd have gone through the whole process myself!"
She was drowning in regret. If she'd gone through the full ritual back then, she felt she could have gotten even further by now.
"Can't be helped. Ever since Takumi-nii started condensing pieces, he's dropped all those cumbersome master-servant contract procedures. But I think the old-style ritual process still has its uses. See? It's pretty useful right now, isn't it?" Maria said with a grin, then checked the contents of her camera.
She silently titled the footage "Yuki's Slave Log." Beneath that recording were the others—"Mio-sama's Slave Log," "Asia's Slave Log," "Yuki Suou's Slave Log," and so on, a whole row of them.
"Maria, I had no idea you'd hoarded so much good stuff. Let Mama have a look! Oho-ho~ and there's even one of you."
Sheila, peeking out from around the corner, grew excited the moment she spotted the titles on the camera.
"Eep! Mom, don't just click around! These are precious!!"
"I know, I know."
Watching those two succubi working hand in glove, Mio's fists went tight. But all eyes had clearly been drawn to that long list of titles.
"What good stuff are you hiding? I want to see too!" Tohru struck a forceful pose, staring straight at Maria. The faint dragon aura she let slip made it impossible for Maria to refuse. The girls had no choice but to gather inside, bring out the home theater setup, and begin a group viewing.
Time flew by. Early the next morning, Yuki was already up and cleaning. Her initiative and loyalty nearly moved Takumi to tears. After bringing her a glass of milk, he stepped outside alone—only to be greeted by a houseful of girls sporting dark circles under their eyes.
"You didn't sleep all night?"
Takumi looked at them in exasperation, but they all bashfully turned their faces away. Not understanding what was going on, he decided to ask Asia.
"Asia..."
"Uu~ Takumi-san, I-I didn't see anything!"
Asia let out a flustered, crimson-faced wail and bolted into the bathroom. That left Takumi standing there looking bewildered. What's going on? They're all acting guilty.
He swept a suspicious gaze over the group, and the instant Kurumi, Irina, and the others met his eyes, they shyly lowered their heads one after another. That only convinced him something had really happened.
Unfortunately, whenever he tried to ask, every single one of them clammed up. The only thing he could confirm was that Maria and Sheila were in the best spirits of anyone. Arm in arm, they looked exactly like a pair of best buds.
...
"Maria, you make me so proud."
"Haha~ Mom, of course."
"But I think there's still room for improvement. We shouldn't just be recorders—we should take part ourselves, too!"
"Take part? I do take part."
"No, no. We need to use our imagination."
"Imagination?"
...
Listening to that baffling exchange between Maria and Sheila only left Takumi more confused.
Just what new scheme are they cooking up now?
He suppressed his curiosity and didn't pry. At times like this, keeping a bit of mystery only made the future more worth looking forward to. At least even Tohru hasn't brought up the contract between Yuki and me, so I won't dig into it either. Takumi felt that if he dug any deeper, he'd only be shooting himself in the foot.
...
Seated at the dining table enjoying his meal, Takumi turned to Zest. "Zest, you can stay here for now. I'll figure out what to do with you later."
"Yes, understood." Her face faintly flushed, Zest looked at him with eyes soft as silk and nodded obediently.
Ignoring that look of hers, Takumi turned to the fidgeting Irina and Kurumi. "Irina, Kurumi—neither of you has anywhere to go right now, right? How about I arrange for you to enroll as students at Kuoh Academy? You're both at the age where you should be in school, so you ought to enjoy campus life a little."
His tone was sincere; he was genuinely thinking of them. Irina went without saying, and Kurumi had barely attended a few days of school in her life. Both were the type who only knew the bare basics.
At his suggestion, their eyes flickered, and the two of them, blushing furiously, nodded and said they'd consider it. Kurumi, though, kept shrinking back as far away as possible, as if terrified she'd end up like her sister and get her butt soundly spanked. Takumi pretended not to notice, announced he was full, and beat a hasty retreat out the door.
As he breathed in this world's fresh air, he ran straight into Kayoko Akizuki on her way out.
"Takumi-kun~ good morning."
The mature, alluring Kayoko walked right up and pulled him into a hug without the slightest hesitation. She breathed in his distinctive scent, and her body quivered faintly. The post-nut clarity she'd been lounging in up until now was officially dispelled into nothing.
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