When the Duke of Vallière returned and learned that all three of his daughters were to marry the same man, he was utterly stunned.
His shock even overshadowed the news that his second daughter, Cattleya, had recovered her health.
Naturally, he opposed it. As a duke, having all three daughters marry the same person—what would that do to his dignity?
But Karin firmly supported her daughters and respected their wishes. Whether he agreed or not, he would have to accept it.
The Duke was so furious he could only huff and glare.
Meanwhile, Hayashi Maki had already taken Siesta to the little cabin in the forest to live with Tiffania. The half-elf girl he had "stamped" became even more timid upon seeing a stranger, but relaxed when she saw Siesta's friendly attitude. Siesta, however, couldn't help staring at Tiffania's chest—doubting reality itself. Were those… real? So unfair!
After some time, Louise arrived with her two sisters. One look at Tiffania, and things descended into chaos again—briefly. Under Hayashi Maki's handling, the girls eventually found a way to get along.
After that, Hayashi Maki brought Louise, Siesta, and Tiffania back to the magic academy. Tiffania was in fact Queen Henrietta's relative; back at the academy, Hayashi Maki would look after her. She couldn't live alone in the forest forever.
As for Cattleya and Éléonore, they had plans of their own—likely taking positions as instructors at the academy. Don't be fooled by Cattleya's soft demeanor; she was a genuine prodigy in earth magic—if not for her health, her talent would be even more brilliant. Éléonore, a bona fide master mage, was more than qualified to teach.
Once back at the academy, Hayashi Maki chose a night to "devour" Louise completely—finally formalizing the contract with that tsundere little jealous pot. Then he returned to the primary world. With time in the other world frozen, it wouldn't affect the next visit at all.
…
Upon returning, Hayashi Maki thought for a moment, then vanished from his room. When he appeared again, he was in the Yukinoshita sisters' apartment.
It was already night. Yukino, in pajamas, sat on the sofa watching "Mr. Pan"—which was really just a raccoon character. Her room was full of plushies from different series.
Watching intently, she sensed something, frowned—then felt an arm tighten around her waist and hot breath brush her neck. Her cheeks flushed.
"Yukino-chan, did you miss me?"
Smiling, Hayashi Maki pulled the beautiful Yukinoshita into his arms, settling her on his lap. His lips brushed her delicate earlobe, teasing with a warm breath.
Yukino shivered and shot him a look.
"Miss you? For what?"
"Other than bullying me and getting your saliva all over me, what can you do? Don't bother me—I'm busy watching TV."
Hayashi Maki's face darkened. "What are you 'busy' with? That little raccoon is more important than me? I'll get jealous!"
"Be jealous then—who cares," she huffed, trying to push him off. "A scumbag who even hits on teachers—I despise you!"
"Ah… Yukino-chan, if you say that, it only excites me more. What shall I do?" he grinned, hand sliding expertly to her calf, stroking her smooth thigh.
Blushing, Yukino felt weak.
"Who cares—let go. I want to watch—mmph!"
He covered her mouth before she could finish. Honestly, could she not say something sweet for once? He'd missed her. Tonight, he wouldn't let her sleep.
Holding the second Miss Yukinoshita, he whisked them back to his room, laying her gently on the bed.
"Don't worry—I recorded your show. You can watch it later."
"Now, my Yukino-chan—look at me."
"Ugh… I hate you~" she muttered—but facing his earnest gaze, her heart melted. She couldn't refuse; she shyly closed her eyes. He cupped her delicate face and slowly leaned in—warm lips tracing her cheek and finally pressing to her rosy mouth. The girl grew soft; her slender arms circled his neck in a gentle reply. Clothes ended up discarded, tangled together. He lowered himself slowly, hands clasping her slim legs, unable to resist playing with them.
He snapped his fingers; a pair of white over-knee socks appeared in his hand. Lifting her jade-like feet, he slowly slid the white stockings on. She usually wore black; white, against those immaculate legs, made her look pure and adorable.
"Pervert~" Yukino panted, watching him pull on the white stockings, cursing him through a blush—while her heart turned syrupy sweet.
What girl doesn't like being doted on by her man? Seeing his obsession with her filled her with joy. Hayashi Maki caressed her calves, then claimed her mouth again. What followed needed no narration.
…
Who knew how much time had passed. Yukino nestled limply in his arms, utterly spent, unwilling to move. Hayashi Maki, however, was still brimming with energy. Holding her soft body, he stroked her smooth back and kissed her lips.
"Yukino-chan—it's so good to have you. I love it when you look at me with disdain and call me a pervert."
"Hmph—shameless. You are a pervert," she shot back, then snuggled closer as he hugged her tighter.
He smiled, gently stroking her long black hair.
"Come to my place tomorrow. Mahiru's happy to have you—and if you don't wear the maid outfit, it'll be a waste."
No attempt to hide it—he wanted her and Mahiru to wear maid outfits together.
"In your dreams! Why would I listen to you?"
She refused on instinct; she couldn't make it too easy—what's easily won isn't cherished.
Leaning to her ear, he murmured, "Because I love you, my Yukino. Come to my place tomorrow—please?"
His syrupy words made her heart turn to mush. Blushing, she pecked his lips.
"Fine. I'll go, you pervert Hayashi Maki."
"Mm… more than 'pervert,' there's something else I'd rather hear."
Yukino's cheeks flared. Thinking of what they'd just done, she bit her lip, leaned to his ear, and whispered:
"…Husband."
Hayashi Maki lit up like a man on caffeine, grabbed her slender calf, and kissed her again—long and deep.
The night was still young.