The saying goes: respect the elderly, cherish the young.
Obviously, neither Lady Venelana nor Lady Sheila qualified as "elderly." Naturally, priorities began with "cherishing the young."
Scene Shift—one hour later, within the bathroom's mist-saturated, fragrance-permeated atmosphere.
Bokue sat before the washing station, cradling a certain small nightmare girl within his embrace.
As the evening's youngest participant, Yume had enjoyed first-priority privileges.
However, precisely because of this, she'd directly absorbed all the pent-up desire Polyphonia had ignited within Bokue during their evening stroll.
Double stamina-consumption activities activated for limited duration. Less than one hour completely drained her rationality reserves—triggering immediate offline status.
Currently unconscious, Yume straddled Bokue's thighs. Her legs—still carrying traces of baby fat—spread widely outward. Her lower abdomen distended prominently as her body arched backward with maximum effort.
"Alright, alright. Though we nightmares genuinely possess superior talents in this domain compared to other races, unlimited teasing remains inadvisable."
Within the bathtub, Sheila—wrapped in a bath towel—leaned against the tub's edge with crossed arms, offering reminders.
"Particularly since Yume-chan is still young. Excessive roughness genuinely risks problems~"
"...You're correct."
Bokue gently lifted the nightmare girl within his embrace, then began gradual withdrawal from the base outward.
However, perhaps due to excessively deep penetration—despite the girl's interior having secreted abundant lubricating love fluids—the entire extraction process remained extraordinarily difficult.
Nearly half a minute elapsed before finally—
Pop!
Accompanying sounds resembling cork removal, that enormous, scalding pillar—which had practically impaled the small body completely—finally withdrew from Yume's interior.
Instantaneously, massive volumes of thick white fluids cascaded from the gap that couldn't close promptly—one glob trailing another.
"Come, hand her over."
Sheila extended her arms from the bathtub, receiving the small nightmare girl into the water before retrieving towels—commencing meticulous cleaning. While washing, she couldn't resist commentary.
"Honestly, I mentioned avoiding excessive roughness with Yume-chan! For nightmares, the most crucial element is instantaneous emotional surge outbursts—nightmares' favorite delicacy. You've already... how can Yume-chan absorb emotional fluctuations now? Fine, fine—I'll handle Yume-chan's aftercare first. Go ahead, dear in-law."
"Hehe, then I won't refuse such generosity."
Venelana smiled gently, rising from the bathtub's opposite end.
"After waiting one hour, my turn has finally arrived~"
Venelana stepped from the bathtub, approaching the washing station with smiling grace.
She gazed downward at the young man's still-rigid pillar—which had granted her endless ecstasy previously—finally unable suppressing desire any longer. After moistening her lips, she raised one leg across his body.
Alignment achieved—she descended directly.
"Mm...!!"
Penetrating to maximum depth instantaneously triggered massive pleasure surges capable of trembling the beautiful woman from scalp to toe tips throughout her entire body—forcing involuntary upward head-tilting accompanied by audible vocalizations.
Bokue cooperatively embraced the beautiful woman's soft waist, establishing subtle rhythmic grinding motions near the doorway where Rias had once resided.
"W-wait... slow down."
However, Venelana uncharacteristically halted him.
"Rather than that, Auntie is quite curious—tonight, before your arrival... did something occur?"
"Well..."
Bokue organized his thoughts briefly before recounting his evening accompaniment of Polyphonia through shopping excursions, plus the return's "accidental" doorway kiss—describing everything precisely.
Venelana listened patiently, mentally simulating scenarios before pursing her lips.
"Oh my~ Quite 'accidental' indeed. Such clumsy excuses! When women genuinely dislike someone, they maintain maximum distance. Forget 'accidentally kissing' or embracing arms during solo shopping trips—they wouldn't even voluntarily send text messages."
"..."
Difficult determining whether this stems from personal experiential wisdom.
After all, recalling distant pasts—Venelana had literally packaged herself before delivering directly into his bedroom.
"Well, not particularly significant though~"
One second criticizing, the next—Venelana dismissed concerns entirely.
"After all, our Bokue is exceptionally beloved. No wonder Aldegian Kingdom's queen would demonstrate such behavior."
"...Why do you seem pleased about this, Auntie?"
Bokue couldn't suppress criticism.
"Moderately pleased," Venelana shrugged. "Just anticipating future additions—another good sister joining these activities. A certain joy from recruiting accomplices."
Recruiting accomplices...
Bokue found himself momentarily speechless.
"Won't happen that quickly. Currently, just one kiss."
"Well~ rest assured."
Venelana smiled with slight pride.
"From Auntie's personal experience, that queen will implement follow-up actions shortly—won't take long. When that moment arrives, Bokue, simply claim her thoroughly through natural progression."
Bokue: "..."
How to phrase this... Venelana's status combined with discussing such topics—pure corruption incarnate.
Whatever. One step at a time.
Reaching this conclusion, Bokue abandoned further deliberation—proceeding with action directly.
Simultaneously, within the bathtub, Sheila—who'd been bathing Yume moments prior—stood upright.
"You two continue. I need delivering Yume-chan back to her room first."
"Mm-hm~"
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Given adjacent room proximity, Sheila's round trip consumed less than one minute total.
Upon returning, Bokue and Venelana had officially commenced—within the bathroom.
Naturally, this referenced back-scrubbing activities.
Sheila submerged back into the bathtub, awaiting her subsequent turn.
What she didn't realize: mere seconds after re-entering the bathtub, the door—which should've been properly secured when she'd returned—had quietly slipped open, creating one small gap.
Simultaneously, within the opposite bedroom, a certain Valkyrie had finally terminated her entire-evening-duration storm of weeping.
Grumble—
Stomach protests resonated through the darkened room.
"...So hungry."
Rossweisse bit her lip while touching her empty stomach.
Regardless, find food first.
Contemplating this, she rolled from bed—pushing the door open before descending toward kitchen reconnaissance missions.
Except upon exiting her room, the opposite door—inexplicably ajar—suddenly transmitted sounds that flushed her cheeks with heat.
'Bokue... incredible—Auntie is being launched skyward again... mm!!!'
Eh? T-that voice... sounds like Lady Venelana? Plus, what's happening inside there?
Driven by certain instinctual encouragement, curiosity blossomed within the Valkyrie's heart.
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