On the train, Asakura texted Akane and Kotonoha to let them know he was on his way back to Tokyo.
It was the middle of the holiday, so the carriage wasn't too crowded, and there were plenty of empty seats. Asakura found a spot to sit down and relax for a while.
Once I'm back in Tokyo, I probably won't have a moment to spare.
"Akane, Kotonoha, I'm on the train heading back to Tokyo."
"Really?" x2
"I should be home sometime this afternoon."
"Then Kotonoha and I will come over to your place this afternoon, okay? (^_^)."
"Of course, I miss you both too."
"Alright, be careful on your way, Asakura-kun. Akane and I have a special surprise waiting for you."
"Yeah, I've got it. The spare key's under the doormat. Just open the door and come on in."
"Leave it to us, we'll bring the groceries. Asakura-kun, just look forward to a lovely dinner tonight."
"Thanks for all your hard work. See you this afternoon."
"See you this afternoon!" x2
During Asakura's trip to Chiba, Nanao Akane and Katsura Kotonoha had been in close contact, including the strategic alliance they'd formed earlier.
To minimize the competition and firmly secure Asakura for themselves, they'd come up with a series of collaborative plans, including things like body-wrapped aprons, living together as a trio, and a "human body feast," among other ideas.
Now that their "real owner" was returning, their plan was about to be put into action. The girls on either end of the phone wore expressions that were both shy and determined, boldly moving forward for their own happiness.
...
After the long journey, Asakura finally arrived home, laden with bags of all sizes. Among them were not only the small souvenirs from Chiba he'd picked up for Akane and Kotonoha but also numerous valuable supplements sent by Mrs. Yukinoshita. She seemed worried that her "excessive demands" might lead to his malnutrition, but his sensitive skin simply reminded him of what it meant to encounter the bravest version of yourself when you needed it most.
The moment he opened the door, the aroma of barbecue and the sizzling sounds of cooking wafted from the kitchen. Asakura set down the gifts and headed towards the kitchen, wanting to surprise them.
The late afternoon sun streamed through the half-open kitchen window, casting patches of light on the slightly worn tiles. Two figures were busily preparing dinner.
Akane Nanao was wearing a dark blue apron. The fabric looked thick and soft, but underneath, the atmosphere was anything but formal.
The belt was tied in a pretty bow at her slender waist, leaving her bare buttocks and breasts exposed. As the apron gently swayed while she cooked, the hem occasionally revealed more of her delicate and smooth skin, creating a striking contrast with the dark fabric. Her soft chest, completely unrestrained, bounced freely and vibrantly.
Asakura took a deep breath and said, "This is the surprise you prepared for me. Why do I have a feeling this is some kind of trap?"
Kotonoha, who had been squatting behind the cupboard organizing dishes, peeked out after hearing the noise and saw Asakura had returned. She couldn't help but rush towards him in surprise.
Given that Kotonoha was a notoriously bad cook, Nanao Akane had naturally taken on the role of head chef, while Kotonoha could only assist.
She was dressed in a very revealing maid outfit, the skimpiness of which was truly eye-catching. Her dazzlingly white and delicate skin pressed against Asakura with surprising force. He instinctively reached out to hug the beautiful and alluring Kotonoha, only to realize that she was dressed just as provocatively as Akane Nanao.
Here's the refined version of the last text you sent, aiming for an even smoother and more idiomatic flow:
"Asakura-kun, you're back! I missed you so much."
Hearing his voice, Nanao Akane abandoned her cooking. She spun around and practically flew into Asakura's arms, like a swallow returning to the forest, murmuring sweet nothings in a delicate voice.
"I missed you too, Asakura-kun."
Now that his physical strength was considerably enhanced, Asakura easily caught both girls and gave each a tender kiss, soothing their longing and offering a gentle smile.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, I missed you both terribly.
"But why are you dressed like this...?"
"Hehe, this is the surprise we wanted to give Asakura-kun. Do you like it?" Nanao Akane said with an enchanting smile, and Kotonoha beside her nodded enthusiastically.
Asakura touched his nose, considered his conscience, but ultimately couldn't deny his true feelings, his lazy and lustful nature clearly surfacing.
"Well... it's the kind of 'like' that's a very big deal indeed."
The young man looked at them, a mixture of sheepishness and appreciation in his gaze, and indulged their expectations. He placed a kiss on each of their cheeks before gently ushering them out of the kitchen.
"Asakura-kun, go and relax in the living room for a bit. Dinner will be ready soon. This is our domain."
The two girls playfully used their bodies as soft "projectiles," nudging Asakura out of the kitchen. The contrasting softness and resilience made it difficult to discern which sensation was more delightful.
.....
Shortly after, they brought out the delicious food and set it on the table. They walked in synchronized steps, like waitresses in a themed café, inviting Asakura to come and eat.
"Master, it's time to eat. Would you like to eat first, or... perhaps eat first? And what about us?"
Akane and Kotonoha each straddled Asakura's thighs, playfully pressing their ample bosoms against his face.
The rich, milky aroma enveloped him, making him feel as if he were immersed in two creamy white oceans, gently swelling and bringing waves of soft, yielding touch.
The milky scent was subtly sweet, reminiscent of freshly baked milk pudding or creamy cheese, making him want to savor it with exquisite care.
This wasn't merely a meal, it was clearly a delightful predicament for Asakura. There was never a dull moment in his life, and every day held the promise of exciting developments.
Akane and Kotonoha looked at the slightly dazed Asakura, clearly thrilled with the outcome of their plan. The captivating smiles on their lips and their flushed cheeks beautifully complemented each other.
"How about Master has a proper meal first to build up his energy, and then punishes his disobedient little maids?"
"Sigh."
When you're both like this, what else can I possibly say? Life isn't always easy, Asakura mused internally.
The two maids had no intention of letting Asakura feed himself. Using their generous breasts and soft lips as makeshift utensils, they picked up the food and fed it to him. The meal was so intensely sensual that Asakura's mouth felt dry, and they were practically breathless from their efforts.
Evidently, these were merely the appetizers for the evening.
Soon after finishing dinner, Asakura was drawn into the bedroom by Akane and Kotonoha to enact the final stage of their meticulously crafted plan.
As the saying goes, sisters working together can move mountains, and nothing could forge a stronger bond than sharing the same bed and living together.
Their touching sisterhood and strategic alliance culminated in a tender scene where the two sisters shared sweat and fought side by side.
However, Asakura had experienced his fair share of such "attacks" and easily deflected the coordinated advances of his loving sisters. He possessed his own formidable "weapon" and had no reservations about wielding it. He could move mountains and drain oceans with effortless ease.