Outside the door, Katsura Manami composed herself, adjusting her breathing and clothes before gently knocking. However, faint traces of dampness still lingered on the floor.
"Asakura-kun, Kotonoha, you can come downstairs to eat now."
The door seemed to shudder slightly at her call, and a faint sound drifted out, followed by Kotonoha Katsura's reply.
"Okay, Mom, we'll be down soon!"
Hearing Mrs. Katsura's call, Asakura-kun used his strong willpower to pull away and cease their… advanced practice.
But Kotonoha Katsura seemed to disagree, holding on tightly and refusing to let go. Her misty eyes pleaded with Asakura-kun to continue.
Ultimately unable to resist Kotonoha, Asakura-kun gently guided the girl behind the door.
They resumed their rapid, advanced practice, hoping this intense method would allow them to reach a higher level more quickly.
"Madam Katsura, we're still catching up on lessons. Once we finish this problem, we'll come downstairs."
Asakura-kun remained calm, his breathing steady as he continued their… session while speaking to Mrs. Katsura outside the door.
Is this how you tutor Kotonoha? Why don't you come and tutor me? I'm also a studious person.
Katsura Manami thought resentfully, but responded aloud.
"Okay, Asakura-kun, Kotonoha, I'll go down first. You two hurry up."
"Okay."
Hearing her mother's voice just through the door, Kotonoha Katsura felt a renewed surge of energy.
Sensing her growing enthusiasm, Asakura-kun found that their… practice became increasingly demanding.
Both sides had clearly reached the final, climactic stage, and with the final, decisive… completion, their session finally drew to a close.
After the high-intensity… training, Kotonoha Katsura no longer had the strength to stand. Her chest heaved, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful sight. She lay on the bed in a daze, trying to recover her strength.
"Um~ Asakura-kun, could you tell Mom I'm a little tired and want to rest, please?"
Her affectionate big eyes were watery. Asakura-kun kissed her forehead and gently covered her with a blanket.
"Rest assured and relax. I'll explain to Madam Katsura for you, and I'll also prepare some food for you."
Hearing Asakura-kun's promise, Kotonoha Katsura finally drifted off to sleep peacefully with a sweet smile. Her lovely appearance evoked a feeling of tenderness.
...
At the dinner table, Asakura-kun calmly enjoyed the dishes carefully prepared by Mrs. Katsura. Each dish had a unique and delicious flavor.
Most importantly, there was a rich taste of home, which made Asakura-kun eat with relish, praising Mrs. Katsura's superb cooking skills.
"By the way, Kotonoha was too focused on her studies just now and is a little tired, so she's going to take a nap first. Madam Katsura, please save some food for Kotonoha."
Mrs. Katsura nodded naturally. After all, this was her daughter, and she would always care for her. However, in her heart, she was silently complaining about Kotonoha Katsura.
However, what do you mean by studying is too tiring? I think it's because you ate Asakura-kun's… and you're too full to come down.
Humph, you didn't even think to leave some for Mom.
Kokoro, who was standing nearby, patted her round belly, looking quite full herself. She yawned cutely and spoke to the two of them in a soft voice.
"Mom, brother-in-law, I'm a little sleepy, so I'm going back to my room for a nap."
With that, the little girl sleepily wandered out of the living room.
The two people left in the living room exchanged an ambiguous glance. Katsura Manami shifted her body to lean on Asakura-kun's shoulder and said in a soft voice,
"Did Asakura-kun have fun just now?"
Asakura-kun scratched his head awkwardly, then put his arms around his wife's slender waist, kissed her smooth cheek, and began to explain earnestly.
"Satisfying Kotonoha, so that Madam Katsura and I can have some alone time without being disturbed in the afternoon, isn't that better?"
Katsura Manami smiled charmingly and kissed the boy's lips with her full, red lips. The fragrant aroma lingered at the tip of his nose for a long time.
"So, Asakura-kun, don't you want to do something for me now?"
Receiving this unspoken command, Asakura-kun picked up Madam Katsura. Her plump thighs instinctively tightened around his waist, and the two were reluctant to break their kiss.
He carried her all the way into the lady's bedroom and closed the door with a tap of his toes.
"Asakura-kun, you have to make it up to me today. I'm jealous. Mm, I can still smell Kotonoha's scent on you."
Mrs. Katsura playfully licked her lips, anticipating the "New Century War" that was about to begin.
Asakura-kun heaved a long sigh and assured the beautiful woman with the conviction of his word.
"I will definitely satisfy Madam today."
"This is what Asakura promised. I want to do everything that Kotonoha has done, and I also want to do everything that Kotonoha hasn't done!"
Asakura-kun couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. How could a mother compete with her daughter in this way?
If Kotonoha knew about this, he couldn't even imagine the scene. She probably wouldn't stab him with a kitchen knife… probably.
Next, Asakura-kun applied the… techniques he had practiced on Kotonoha to Madam Katsura.
In order to satisfy her thoroughly, Asakura-kun increased the intensity of his… efforts.
At this moment, all the waiting and anticipation transformed into satisfied joy.
Mrs. Katsura looked at the young man working so diligently with loving eyes. This was the man she deeply loved.
"Asakura-kun, could you be a little more… vigorous?"
"I feel like the sound of the… impact isn't quite crisp or loud enough, but I can still bear it."
The words, sounding like both a playful taunt and an encouraging cheer, spurred the young man to redouble his efforts.
The endless soft sounds and the rhythmic thumping echoed in the lady's boudoir.
"Kotonoha~ can't do~ this level, right?" Katsura Manami was seen leaning against the doorframe, doing a wide split, her long thighs gleaming in the light.
Although Asakura-kun hesitated in his words, his body was very cooperative.
He adjusted his position to better synchronize with his wife and continued their… focused practice.
"Uh... yes, ma'am, you are very flexible."
The door panel seemed a bit overwhelmed, creaking and shaking like a ship caught in rough seas.
They encountered endless storms in their private ocean, and the freshness after the rain and the salty scent of the sea continued to spread until the room was filled with it.
Asakura-kun, with all his energy, gave Katsura Manami an unforgettable experience.
Tears of emotion streamed down, gradually gathering into a vast ocean. The long-parched earth finally received the long-awaited rain, and the silent battle also came to an end.
My daughter, Kotonoha, if you don't get enough of this… special treatment, don't blame your mother. Eat up your leftovers.
Life is a game where you gamble everything, but you cannot win every time.
When we were young, we had no idea how each decision would affect our future.
When we mature, we understand that every endeavor requires all-out effort, whether it is family, friendship, or love.
Katsura Manami had gambled everything and gained her own happiness, falling asleep with a sweet smile.