Hiro arrived alone at the Hatsufuji house shortly after seven in the evening.
The house was large and modern, with a well-kept garden and warm lights glowing inside. He rang the doorbell and waited.
The door opened and Akari Hatsufuji appeared — the mother. She was a very attractive woman with short brown hair, a voluptuous figure, and a kind but slightly nervous smile.
"Good evening, Hiro-kun. Please come in. My husband and daughter are waiting for you."
Hiro entered with a calm and polite expression.
In the dining room, Tatsunobu Hatsufuji was waiting for him — a man around forty-five years old, of robust build and slightly overweight, with small, widely spaced eyes and a large forehead that made him look like he was going bald.
In short, he was somewhat ugly. Not as ugly as Hiro, but seeing him next to Akari made one wonder how this man had managed to win over such a beautiful woman.
A small smile adorned his face as he greeted him. Beside him was his daughter Shizuku, a pretty girl with long chestnut hair, still wearing her school uniform.
"Good evening," Hiro greeted with a slight bow of his head. "Thank you for inviting me."
Tatsunobu stood up and shook his hand firmly, observing him carefully.
"So you're Hiro Komiya… Shizuku's private tutor. I've heard a lot about you. Please, have a seat. Dinner is almost ready."
The conversation during dinner began in a completely normal and polite manner.
"Shizuku told me she has improved quite a bit in mathematics and history thanks to your lessons," Tatsunobu commented as he poured some sake into his glass. "I wanted to meet you in person. As a father, I like to know what kind of person is teaching my daughter."
Hiro smiled like a demon on the inside. The only thing he had actually done was grope Shizuku's ass.
Apparently, Akari and Shizuku had created a nice story for him.
So he decided to play along and smiled humbly.
"I'm just trying to do my job as best as I can, Hatsufuji-san. Shizuku is a very dedicated student. She learns quickly when she focuses."
Lie!! She's such a stupid girl that she even believes being groped is part of the lesson.
Shizuku, sitting across from him, lowered her gaze slightly, looking a bit embarrassed.
Akari served the dishes with a kind smile, though Hiro noticed that her movements were a little more nervous than usual.
"And you, Hiro-kun?" Tatsunobu asked with interest. "What are your plans for the future? Are you still thinking about university?"
Hiro answered naturally, talking about his supposed academic aspirations while discreetly observing each member of the family.
Everything seemed like a normal family dinner… until Hiro activated his **Information** ability at maximum level.
The information flowed straight into his mind:
**Akari Hatsufuji**
Age: 32
Status: Sexually frustrated.
Fetishes: Exhibitionism, NTR, being dominated in front of her husband.
Anime H: Yarichin Katei Kyoushi Netori Houkoku
**Shizuku Hatsufuji**
Age: 15
Status: Embarrassed and nervous.
Fetishes: Parental sex, NTR.
Anime H: Yarichin Katei Kyoushi Netori Houkoku
**Tatsunobu Hatsufuji**
Age: 48
General Manager of a distribution company.
Status: Intrigued.
Fetish: Watching his wife and daughter being fucked by other men (Netori / NTR voyeur).
Anime H: Yarichin Katei Kyoushi Netori Houkoku
Hiro kept a neutral expression, but inside, a cold smile formed.
He stared fixedly at each of them, and images from the hentai began flooding his head.
His ability worked per person — meaning if he used it on Anna, images of her hentai would appear in his mind. But Rina wouldn't appear in those images unless it was a scene where they were together.
Therefore, he had to stare discreetly at each one individually to piece together the full plot of that hentai anime.
When he finished reviewing all the images, a huge predatory smile appeared on his face.
He could barely contain it.
"So this is the home of the famous NTR… The father who gets excited watching other men fuck his wife and daughter."
He glanced discreetly at Tatsunobu. The man seemed attentive and polite, but his eyes had a particular gleam every time he looked at his wife or daughter.
Hiro decided to test the waters with subtlety.
"Akari-san," he said suddenly in a calm and respectful voice, "forgive me if I'm being too direct, but… you are very beautiful. Your husband must feel very lucky to have a woman like you at home."
Akari blushed slightly and let out a nervous laugh.
"Oh, how flattering… Thank you, Hiro-kun."
Tatsunobu also smiled, though his expression was a bit more tense.
Hiro continued, looking directly at Akari with a gaze that seemed innocent but carried a faint seductive undertone:
"You really give off a lot of warmth and elegance. It's hard not to notice. If I had a wife like you… I surely wouldn't be able to take my eyes off her for even a second."
Akari lowered her gaze, visibly affected by the compliment, while Tatsunobu watched the scene in silence, with a mix of discomfort and something darker that Hiro instantly recognized: excitement.
Hiro smiled internally.
"Perfect. The hook has been cast."
The dinner continued with normal conversation about school, the weather, and Shizuku's studies, but the atmosphere had subtly changed. Hiro remained polite and respectful, but every now and then he dropped small flattering comments toward Akari, always in an innocent tone that only Tatsunobu seemed to catch in its true meaning.
When dinner ended and Akari stood up to bring dessert, Hiro looked at Tatsunobu with a friendly smile.
"Your wife is truly charming, Hatsufuji-san. You are very lucky."
Tatsunobu swallowed hard, his eyes shining with a mix of jealousy and contained excitement.
"…Yes," he replied in a slightly hoarse voice. "I am very lucky."
Hiro leaned back slightly in his chair, satisfied.
The seed had already been planted.
Now he just had to water it carefully… and wait for it to grow.
But he wasn't a patient gardener.
He wanted to eat the fruit quickly.
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