Yuna Tsubakihara was merely a pleasant surprise for Alex. To be honest, while he never planned on letting the Tsubakihara sisters go, he hadn't intended to make a move on them so quickly...
In any case, he not only stripped thirty years of life from Yuuji Tsubakihara but also snatched Yuna right in front of him, watching the boy suffer immense physical and mental trauma, leaving him completely deranged. That was satisfying. The harvest was rich.
However, he hadn't actually done anything to Yuna yet. It wasn't because he was being kind; compared to before, he wasn't lacking in women. Makoto, Chiara, and the others hadn't had enough of his essence yet, so there was no surplus for Yuna. If she wanted the Master's favor, she would have to wait.
Alex hadn't gone to see Yuna in the last two days, and his daily life had returned to a dull routine. At school, he fooled around with Makoto and the girls in discreet places, and at home, he continued to leave marks of passion everywhere with them. The living room, the kitchen, the bathroom, the entryway...
In addition, he frequently visited Mrs. Summer and her daughter, Elara, whenever he had the time, enjoying the mother-daughter pair's devoted service.
Such days were truly simple, unpretentious... and exhausting.
He was virtually a walking, willful "Emission Launcher," firing off wherever he went. However, though he was enjoying himself daily, he wasn't doing it as frequently as before; he even intentionally reduced the number of times with each girl. After all, the number of people had increased.
"Hah~"
Alex tried to stretch after opening his eyes, only to find his arms and body tightly clamped, making it impossible to move freely. He glanced at Chiara, who was practically draped over his entire body, and the two girls sleeping soundly on either side: Makoto and Ai.
Alex's lips twitched... It's too cramped.
"The bed isn't big enough..."
Even for a double bed, fitting four people was too crowded. Carefully pulling his hand free, Alex, dressed in a T-shirt and shorts, slid out of bed and opened the curtains. He squinted against the sunlight streaming in.
He picked up his phone from the table and unlocked it. Before he could check the unread messages, his
Silver Mark
ability suddenly transmitted a violent wave of emotion. It was sudden and completely unexpected.
Normally, he rarely used the Silver Mark to probe the girls' emotions—it wasn't particularly useful, as emotion wasn't the same as mind-reading—but this time, Alex was intrigued.
Because... the emotional fluctuation was incredibly intense, and it belonged to Mrs. Summer.
Closing his eyes, he carefully felt the frantic, surging emotions of Mrs. Summer, detecting a mix of panic, fear, shock, and horror. She had been perfectly fine a moment ago, so why the sudden, drastic change?
Alex wasn't surprised; instead, a smile lifted his lips as he calculated. "It must be today... the effect of the hypnosis on Mrs. Summer has worn off..."
That was right. Mrs. Summer had regained consciousness!
He had long anticipated this. Far from being worried, his curiosity was piqued. He wondered what Mrs. Summer's reaction would be upon waking up. Tsk, no, I must go see for myself.
"Chiara, I'm heading out. I'll be back later. You girls get some more rest," Alex said, dressing and giving the sleeping girl's cheek a gentle pinch.
"Mmm, I can't... Alex, go find someone else. I'm so tired..."
Seeing Chiara's drowsy response, Alex rolled his eyes. I didn't even go that many rounds last night, did I? Ah, maybe it's because my attributes are stronger, and my stamina is too formidable?
"Alright, get some good rest. I'll message you on Line later."
It was the weekend, so he didn't have to go to school. Alex didn't wear his usual black hooded sweater; instead, he changed into a short-sleeved shirt. It was June, and getting warmer outside. Of course, he grabbed a baseball cap and put it on. Since the Mrs. Mira incident, he had grown fond of wearing a hat.
"It fits quite well," he thought, looking at his reflection in the mirror. Alex pulled the brim down, immediately obscuring half his face. An ordinary person wouldn't easily recognize him. Combined with his
Time
ability, it gave him an aura of mystery.
Time to head out.
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Alex had a date planned with Makoto and the others for the weekend, and he didn't intend to break his promise. This trip to the Obata house was only to check Mrs. Summer's reaction—his "Troublemaker" side had surfaced again.
Just as Alex suspected, Mrs. Summer had indeed returned to normal. The effect of the
Hypnosis
ability was not permanent; in that sense, it was far inferior to
Absolute Control
. However, Alex didn't mind. Instead, he was intensely looking forward to Mrs. Summer's reaction.
When Mrs. Summer first woke up, she hadn't realized the change. She felt lonely and restless, having slept alone last night. She had grown accustomed to the lovemaking and intimacy with Alex, accustomed to the happiness of having her body constantly filled by him. With him absent, the married woman felt an empty ache in her heart.
She was in poor spirits the next morning, waking up as late as nine—a first for her. "There's nothing to eat in the fridge; I need to go shopping. Speaking of which, it's the weekend. Alex should be coming over, right? He..."
Hmm? Wait a minute, something felt wrong...
"..."
The seductive married woman in her nightgown suddenly froze like a statue, her whole body rigid and dumbstruck. After a long, long silence, she slowly spoke, her voice trembling. "Alex... Alex, that person... how could I, I and him..."
Memories flooded her mind. The beautiful woman's exquisite face instantly turned utterly pale. Memories don't disappear, and when the wife returned to normal from the hypnotic state, the recollection of the past weeks felt like a lightning strike—Boom—her mind was a chaotic mess.
Clatter— The wallet in her hand dropped to the floor.
Pale-faced, the beautiful wife frantically rushed back to the bedroom. Facing the mirror, she took off her nightgown. When Mrs. Summer clearly saw the pink love-bite marks on her body, her complexion grew even paler.
The unchanged bedroom now felt agonizingly bright. Scene after scene flashed through her mind: her own wanton, seductive postures, doing shameful things with a boy the same age as her daughter. Every part of her body played with by him, the pleasure of being penetrated and pounded beneath him, and the shape and warmth that had become all too familiar... All of it was deeply etched in her memory.
The most shocking memory was the one involving her daughter...
Mrs. Summer's pretty face went white. "I, how is this possible, Elara..."
Ding-dong—
The doorbell made her shiver. When Mrs. Summer saw the familiar young man through the peephole, her face went utterly white again, completely drained of color.
He's here!
Outside the door, Alex remained motionless after pressing the bell, waiting with a gentle smile. He didn't leave or ring again. Inside, his anticipation grew. He waited for a full three minutes before the door finally opened.
What greeted him was Mrs. Summer's usual charming face, complete with the familiar smile and loving gaze—she was incredibly seductive, as if the previous anomaly didn't exist at all.
Oh? The boy raised an eyebrow.
"Alex, why are you here so early? I had a little insomnia last night, so I slept in this morning... I just woke up." Mrs. Summer smiled.
"Because I missed you. Mrs. Summer, you've become too irresistible, so I rushed over to see you," Alex stepped closer, reaching out. "You couldn't sleep last night, were you thinking of me?"
"...Yes, I miss Alex very much. I can't live without my Master anymore~"
The beautiful, red-haired wife took his hand and leaned into the boy's embrace. Beneath that radiant smile lay deep helplessness and fear. She absolutely, absolutely couldn't let him discover that she had recovered her senses.
Alex slipped his hand under the young woman's clothes, stroking her delicate skin. Watching the married woman's eyelashes flutter in a seemingly shy manner, the corner of his mouth curved up.
This seems to be getting more and more interesting...