Outside the door, Aoko Nakamori held her breath as she watched the scene unfold. Her slender, curvaceous body trembled rhythmically. After the initial shock, she opened her eyes again, eager to examine the mysterious contract mark. However, Kazuha's position on the bed and Yuu's muscular back blocked her view. Despite shifting her position several times, she couldn't get a clear look.
Just as Aoko was getting frustrated, she saw Yuu pull out. Her eyes lit up, and she immediately focused on Kazuha, who lay panting softly on the bed, hoping to catch a glimpse of her flat, white belly.
But before she could focus, her vision darkened. The door was pulled open, and Aoko, leaning heavily against the gap, stumbled forward.
Before she could react, a scent thick with sex and musk filled her nose, followed by a warm, sticky liquid splattering onto her silky hair and face.
Steadying herself, she opened her aqua eyes. The first thing she saw was the massive, still-erect weapon between Yuu's legs. The scent she smelled was the unique aftermath of lovemaking, and the fluid on her face was the excess essence and female nectar brought out from inside Kazuha.
Kneeling on the floor, Aoko realized her mistake. Yuu had left the bed for a reason—to clean up or get water—meaning he would inevitably open the door. Instead of retreating, she had leaned in closer... Getting caught was inevitable!
Shame washed over her, mixed with a flash of annoyance. Because in that moment, the fierce, brutal weapon trembled right in front of her. Before she could move, a jet of milky white liquid erupted from the tip, accurately hitting her blushing face and her heaving breasts.
Aoko felt something on her lip and instinctively licked it.
"Mmm... it's a bit bitter..."
Her pink tongue darted out to catch a drop. She wrinkled her nose; the smell wasn't particularly pleasant. She looked down and saw her exposed white chest—revealed during her earlier self-pleasure—now decorated with a fluid whiter than her skin.
"Th-this is..."
The volume was substantial, like a white facial mask, making it hard to open her eyes. Her face and chest felt hot. Realizing what had happened, she felt a mix of embarrassment and anger.
"Brother Yuu... you're awful! I just washed up and put on light makeup..."
She looked up at Yuu. Her gaze was drawn again to the thick, long weapon glistening with fluid. Seeing the smirk on his face, she realized he had done it on purpose. He must have known she was there all along. Of course—he knew magic; how could he not sense her peeping?
Flustered and ashamed, Aoko scrambled to her feet. Ignoring her curiosity about the mark, she fled to the room next door—her mother's bedroom. Ginzo's room was downstairs, completely separate, even having its own bathroom.
Watching the girl flee, Yuu's smile froze. Oops... maybe I went too far...
He had intended to tease her, squeezing out the remaining fluid onto her face. For him, it was just leftovers, but the volume was significant for a normal person. He hadn't expected the thick-skinned Aoko to run away just when they were about to get down to business. His plan to pull her into the room for a relay—and maybe a threesome—was ruined.
Aoko was still too shy compared to the mature women he knew. Yuu admitted his miscalculation. However, he didn't hear the door lock, which meant she hadn't completely rejected what came next.
He returned to the bed and cast a calming, restorative spell on the sweaty Kazuha. Once her breathing steadied and her flush faded, he pulled the blanket over her, kissed her forehead, and left the room. Under the spell's influence, the exhausted girl fell into a sweet sleep, a smile gracing her lips as she felt his final kiss.
Meanwhile, a certain dark-skinned detective pulling an all-nighter on a case felt a sudden palpitation. He looked around but found nothing.
"Am I staying up too late recently?" Heiji Hattori wondered, then decided to sleep. He wasn't afraid of death, but he wanted to live to solve more cases and catch more criminals! When Kazuha returned, he would impress her!
He fell asleep dreaming, unaware that nothing he did would ever attract Kazuha's attention again.
Yuu didn't dream; he acted. And he kept his word. If he said he would handle everything tonight, he would. It was just past midnight. Even with Kazuha's tightness taking extra time, the whole process took less than an hour. Thanks to magic, what could have been a painful ordeal became a pleasurable one.
In the next room, Aoko calmed down and cleaned herself up again. This time, she didn't have time for makeup or changing into her own lingerie, which was in the room she had just fled.
She opened her mother's wardrobe, hoping to find something suitable. But Midoriko was a voluptuous mature woman; her sexy lingerie was too big for Aoko. Resigned, Aoko picked out a simple, pure white set.
When Yuu opened the door, he was greeted by a vision of purity.
Aoko stood by the window, bathed in moonlight. Her long hair cascaded down her back, her hands were clasped behind her, and she stood on tiptoes. With her makeup-free face, pure white lingerie, and slender figure, she looked like an ethereal spirit.
Yuu was momentarily stunned. As a "Chosen Daughter" who looked exactly like Ran, Aoko was naturally beautiful. This innocent look was the embodiment of every man's "first love" fantasy. Even Yuu, who had never really experienced a normal first love in either life, felt it.
The thought of claiming this pure goddess and making her his own fueled a fire in his heart stronger than before.
Aoko had been nervous about her plain appearance, but Yuu's reaction dispelled her fears. He walked over and pulled the moon goddess into his arms, not bothering to close the door properly.
He didn't rush. Such a pure virgin deserved to be savored. His hot hands roamed her smooth back, caressing skin as delicate as flower petals. Aoko trembled, a blush spreading across her exquisite face. Having never been touched by a man, the contact sent shivers through her body.
"Brother Yuu... no... ah... it tickles... don't..."
Her cheeks burned, her nose flared slightly, and her soft red lips parted to reveal white teeth. It was incredibly alluring. Yuu, captivated by her mouth, kissed her. His tongue pushed past her lips, claiming her mouth possessively.
Aoko's vision darkened as his mouth covered hers. His tongue swept over her teeth and tangled with hers. Their lips pressed together tightly, and Aoko felt an indescribable joy.
Yuu's hands slid from her neck to her round shoulders, kneading them gently. Aoko shivered. After a long, unbroken kiss, Yuu moved to nuzzle her neck and face, his eyes feasting on her sacred form.
His hands moved lower, feeling the soft, warm elasticity of her perky breasts beneath his fingers. He cupped them, his hands feeling like burning flames on her cool skin.
Aoko trembled, her heart filled with shy panic. As a virgin, she was nervous about what came next. When his hot hands moved to cover her breasts completely, she shivered violently.
"So round, so soft!"
Yuu exclaimed as if discovering a new continent. He squeezed her breasts firmly, causing a sour, swelling sensation that made Aoko moan loudly.
"Ah... ah... mmm... ah..."
Amidst her moans, Yuu fully grasped her perky, ample breasts. They heaved under his palms. The intimacy made the beautiful girl incredibly shy. Yuu kneaded her youthful mounds, then lifted his head to admire them again.
They were medium-sized but perfect in color, shape, and elasticity. The skin was snowy white and smooth, the shape conical and perky. The small, round nipples were a vivid red, like fresh cherries in a forest. They quivered at the slightest touch. Though Aoko was a virgin, her breasts radiated a seductive, mature charm, like ripe fruit waiting to be picked.
Yuu gently pinched the tender buds at the peaks and then lowered his mouth to suckle one.
"...Mmm, don't... ah... don't... do that..."
Immersed in his caresses, Aoko lay in his arms, eyes squeezed shut in shame. Yuu looked at her dazzlingly white skin, so tender and smooth. The sight of her full breasts partially hidden by her slender arms was even more tempting than full nudity.
Heart pounding, Yuu gently but firmly pulled her arms apart. Having been aroused earlier by her peeping and Yuu's teasing, Aoko was already half-willing. She shyly allowed him to open her arms, fully revealing her sacred, perky breasts. The red nipples stood proud and erect, like noble princesses.
Realizing she was completely exposed to her beloved, Aoko blushed furiously, afraid to move. She was like a flower bud waiting for the spring rain to make her bloom.
Yuu lowered his head, taking one breast into his mouth while his hand fondled the other, his thumb flicking the sensitive nipple.
"Aoko, you are truly beautiful, especially tonight! I'm going to love you thoroughly!"
He suckled and licked, teasing the sensitive peaks until Aoko was gasping for breath.
"...Mmm... mmm... ah... ah..."
Yuu looked up to admire her body again. Her curves were graceful, her skin flawless. She was a snow lotus carved from jade. His mouth went dry with lust. He leaned down, covering her body with his own, kissing her lips, cheeks, and breasts wildly. His hands roamed everywhere.
Aoko felt weak and numb, pleasure coursing through her like electricity from her nipples to her core. Her womb contracted in spasms, and she moaned helplessly.
"Mmm... mmm... ah... oh..."
With each cry, warm fluid seeped from her depths, soaking her panties again.
Sensing her tremors and seeing her flushed face, Yuu couldn't wait any longer. He reached for her waist, hooking his fingers into the sides of her white panties and pulling them down slowly but firmly.
Her smooth white hips, the rounded mound, and the soft black hair were revealed. The pure virgin body was finally fully naked. Her panties hung uselessly around her calves.
Aoko felt a chill below and realized she was completely exposed. Her face burned hotter. She lay there like a sacrificial lamb, her pale skin glowing softly. The sparse hair on her mound did little to hide the pink slit beneath.
Unlike the hairless "White Tiger" look, Aoko's natural state had its own charm. Her shape was perfect, the pink folds peeking through the soft hair.
Yuu lifted her arms above her head, leaving her defenseless and accentuating her curves. He gripped her shoulders, burying his face between her breasts. His legs clamped around hers like a crab, and his throbbing weapon pressed against her garden.
He caressed her hungrily, cupping one breast and sucking hard on the nipple. The sweet taste made him reluctant to let go.