As evening approached, having enjoyed a "feast" at the Miyajima house, Alex returned home. He was still savoring the memory of the wife's tight, delicious body.
Auntie Tsubaki really is a top-tier piece of equipment~
"I'm home!" Alex walked in and saw a red-haired figure busy in the kitchen. He smirked. Auntie Natsumi is a masterpiece in her own right.
He crept up behind her. Her sexy, hourglass figure was turned away from him. He took a moment to admire the view before reaching out and grabbing a handful of her firm, round buttocks.
"Alex?" Natsumi Obata gasped.
Her waist-length red hair was tied in a ponytail. She rarely let it down unless they were having sex. Usually, she kept it tied back to do housework. But Alex loved her long hair. Even Yui was thinking of growing hers out because Alex liked it so much.
"Alex, really... you didn't make a sound." Her face flushed as he kneaded her, but she didn't pull away. She leaned into his touch.
Alex hugged her from behind, his hands sliding over her smooth, flat stomach. Natsumi was every bit as beautiful as Tsubaki, if not more. Thanks to his constant "nourishment" and his [Time] abilities, she was looking younger and more radiant every day—a perfect blend of youthful beauty and mature elegance.
"I said 'I'm home' when I walked in, but you were too focused, Auntie," Alex teased, his fingers sliding down past the lewd silver crest on her skin toward her hidden triangle.
"I was just... making dinner... ah!"
She moaned as his fingers began to tease her entrance, making her breath hitch and her juices flow. "Alex, wait, I'm cooking..."
"It's fine. You do your thing, I'll do mine."
How is that not related? Hearing the rustle of his pants dropping, Natsumi leaned her hands on the counter. Her eyes were filled with love and desire. She didn't refuse. She arched her back, letting him lift her skirt and pull aside her damp panties.
She tried to focus on the stove, but when he suddenly plunged into her from behind, her grip on the spatula faltered.
"Ohhh~!"
The wet sounds of friction filled the kitchen. In this house, such sounds were common. Wherever Alex was—kitchen, bathroom, hallway—sex followed.
But today was a bit different. After one passionate round, Alex pulled out and zipped up. "Usually if we do it in the kitchen, Yui and the others would have jumped in by now. Where is everyone?"
The silence in the living room was unusual.
"Chisato and Kaede went out together, and Yui went with them," Natsumi said, cleaning herself up with a tender gaze. "They said they'd stay at the apartment tonight and won't be back." She added, "Tsubaki is with them, so they're safe."
"Tsk, they went out without me." It seemed his "fallen noble" maid was providing a good sense of security. Though, with the silver crests, they were never in real danger anyway.
"If you want to go find them..."
"Nah, I'll stay here and keep you company, Auntie," Alex said, leaning against the doorframe to watch her. "Otherwise, you'd be lonely, right?"
"I'm fine," she blushed.
"Oh? You wouldn't be lonely? You wouldn't miss me?"
"Well... that's not what I meant." She gave him a playful eye-roll full of affection. "Fine, I'd be lonely. I'd miss you. Happy?"
"Miss me with your heart or your body?"
"Alex~!"
She chided him, but her heart was sweet. She finished the meal and brought it to the table. "Dinner's ready. Alex, go call Miss Anri down to eat."
"Wait, she didn't go with them?" Alex was surprised. Then he realized Tsubaki probably left Anri behind to stay by his side, since she was the newest member.
"No need," Alex said, turning his head. "She's already here."
Anri Shirojo was coming down the stairs with a bucket; she had clearly been cleaning upstairs.
"Master," Anri said. She still had that cold, "ice beauty" persona—silvery hair, exquisite features, and a distant expression. But Alex had seen plenty of that from Rin. Rin was genuinely hard to read, but Anri? He could tell she was faking it.
"Come eat."
"Yes... Thank you, Auntie Natsumi." Anri's expression softened slightly toward the older woman. In her mind, she was wondering how such a kind woman ended up with a guy like Alex. Then, remembering her own recent experiences with him, she bit her lip to keep her face from flushing.
This maid is nowhere near as cold as she pretends to be!