Before him was his girlfriend's alluring form, while pressed against him was her sister, the sweet scent of the younger girl filling his nostrils.
Sandwiched between the two, Ito Rin could only desperately shift his focus... What connection was there between Kaede practicing solo judo in her room and her recent habit of bringing girls home to introduce to him?
Did Kaede suspect he couldn't get aroused by her anymore?
He was a normal man, after all. As a pure love warrior, Ito Rin had held back from devouring her purely out of responsibility—she was still in school, and even with protection, there was always a risk of pregnancy, which would complicate everything...
If Ito Rin really wanted, he could have had not just Kaede, but Suzu too.
Come to think of it... Lately, he and Kaede hadn't even kissed. He'd tried to get intimate, but she'd brushed him off. Yet here she was, moaning his name while pleasuring herself?
Zzzip...
Lost in his wild thoughts, the faint sound of a zipper being undone snapped Ito Rin back to reality. Suzu's slightly cool little hand brushed against his scorching skin.
Her smooth, tender skin had not a single rough patch as it explored everywhere.
Soon enough, Suzu found her treasure.
Hiss...
Ito Rin stared at her with wide-eyed shock, her face the picture of innocence, as if this had nothing to do with her.
Suzu was a girl of few words, rarely showing emotion on her face. That innocent expression made it seem like it wasn't her hand gripping his weak spot!
Though he'd been distracting himself, with such soft warmth in his arms, Ito Rin was no saint like Sir Galahad, unmoved by temptation.
Her eyes sparkled with a hint of curiosity, and in the next instant, Suzu's legs—wrapped in those black pantyhose—clamped down firmly on his vulnerability.
Compared to her cool, nimble hand, the sensation from the pantyhose drove him even wilder.
Her innocent gaze locked onto his, but the teasing with her hands and legs didn't stop.
Ito Rin's chest, pressed against hers, felt her racing heartbeat.
He wanted to halt Suzu's prank, but Kaede was still outside the closet—he didn't even dare grab her mischievous hand, fearing any loud noise would give them away.
Ito Rin held back from making a scene, but Suzu, draped over him, had no such restraint.
She seized his wrist and guided his palm to the edge of her pantyhose at her lower back.
Suzu leaned her lips to his ear and whispered softly, "You don't want Kaede to find out we're in her closet together, do you? So... "
No... He couldn't let Kaede know. If she found out...
The thought sent a chill down his spine.
As kids, their parents were busy with work, so it was Ito Rin—several years older on the surface—who played with them. He knew how deep the bond between Kaede and Suzu ran, stronger than most sisters. He also knew both had feelings for him.
But... it was precisely because he knew that he hadn't dragged things out or played dumb.
Ito Rin understood that acting like some indecisive anime protagonist would only strain the sisters' relationship.
But now...
Now, with his shaft trapped between her pantyhose-clad thighs and held by her slightly cool hand—if they were discovered, it wouldn't just be indecision; it'd be betrayal.
As Ito Rin wrestled with his turmoil, Suzu's fingertip hooked the closet door's edge.
Ito Rin had no choice but to follow her lead. Beneath the pantyhose, her round, perky ass felt like it might spill from his fingers.
Suzu's cheeks were as soft as Kaede's.
Ito Rin wasn't inexperienced from his past life; his fingers quickly sensed her body's aroused quiver.
"Mmm!!!"
Before a muffled cry could escape, Suzu pressed her lips to his, lingering briefly before her warm tongue slipped in, parting his teeth and drawing in his saliva.
After a long moment, Suzu pulled back, a silvery thread connecting their lips. Her eyes now shimmered with deep shyness and desire. She gripped his wrist, urging his hand—still kneading her ass—lower.
"Hurry..."
His girlfriend's sister purred in a sultry, needy whisper. Ito Rin's gaze flicked through the closet crack to Kaede, her pure white panties now dangling from her ankle.
Drawing on memories from his previous life, Ito Rin soon had Suzu's body tensing up.
In that instant of tension, Suzu melted into his arms, her hand pulling back from the closet door.
Ito Rin breathed a sigh of relief... Though it'd been over twenty years, his skills hadn't rusted.
More than skill, perhaps it was the thrill of being in Kaede's room, in her closet, listening to her seductive moans that heightened Suzu's excitement.
Whatever the case, Suzu should be satisfied now, right?
"That should be enough, I..."
Before he could finish, Suzu lifted herself and sealed his lips with hers again. After drawing another silvery strand, she nipped his earlobe and murmured low.
"No... You haven't yet."
Her slightly parted legs clamped tight once more, her body heat now scorching.
Suzu covered her mouth, forcing her softened waist to rock with subtle motions, the faint sounds echoing in the closet.
But Kaede didn't notice the closet's whispers. Her phone lay discarded, eyes half-lidded as she lost herself in her own world, oblivious that Ito Rin was watching her every lewd expression through the slit.
"Mmm..."
Whether it was some sisterly intuition or sheer coincidence, as Suzu—grinding her pantyhose-clad thighs and stroking with her hand—pushed Ito Rin over the edge into release, Kaede hit her peak too. An uncontrollable, seductive whimper escaped her lips, her ten toes curling tight.
The three of them strangely synced in climax.
If this were a game world, a notification would pop over Ito Rin's head: [Corruption Level +10].
Thus fell the pure love warrior, Ito Rin.
PLZ THROW POWERRSTONES.