The Summer Festival was fast approaching. Alex had already promised to spend the festival with Natsumi Obata and the others. Whether it was Aunt Natsumi or little Chi-chan, everyone was buzzing with excitement, eagerly waiting for the big day. Alex felt the same way—or at least, he tried to.
But over the last two days, for some reason, the girls noticed that their man had become somewhat absent-minded, as if something was weighing heavily on his mind. Although Alex hid it well, they could see right through him.
"What's wrong with Alex?" Kasumi noticed the boy staring blankly out the window as she brought out a plate of sliced watermelon. She leaned in and whispered into Tsubaki Rurik川's ear, "He seems to be in a bad mood."
Tsubaki shook her head, her beautiful maid-like eyes filled with confusion. She didn't know what her master was thinking either.
"Could it be because of that bizarre job lately?" Makoto Himemiya put her hands on her hips. "Even if it's for those high-society ladies, I don't think Alex actually likes being a gigolo. It must be making him feel uncomfortable inside."
Tsubaki hesitated. "That... I don't think so. I actually thought Master enjoyed that kind of work."
"Then why has he been daydreaming and zoning out the last two days? He's never been like this before."
Makoto wanted to go over and talk to him, but Tsubaki pulled her back. Tsubaki shook her head and turned to Kasumi. "Kasumi-nee, you go."
"A mature, understanding woman like you is better suited for comforting him," Tsubaki said. Then, she noticed Kasumi's outfit. It wasn't just the thin, semi-transparent shirt that hinted at the treasures beneath, but the black-and-white ponytail ribbon paired with her clothes gave Tsubaki a distinct "dairy cow" vibe.
Coincidentally, Makoto was thinking the exact same thing.
"Kasumi-nee, you look like a cow."
"What are you saying?" Kasumi's face flushed with shame. She looked down at her body and covered her face. "And if we're talking about breasts, yours aren't exactly small either, you know."
All three women present were top-tier "buxom beauties."
Kasumi didn't reject Tsubaki's suggestion. She walked up behind Alex. He didn't turn around; he was still frowning, staring at the streets and the town outside with a gloomy expression that was practically written on his face.
I wonder what's bothering him so much.
"Alex."
"Alex?"
It took several calls to snap him out of it. Alex blinked and turned to see the beautiful face of the mature woman inches from his own. He caught the sophisticated, maternal fragrance unique to Kasumi. Her porcelain face was full of concern. "Kasumi? What is it?"
"I sliced some watermelon. Come have some~"
"Ugh, you guys eat. I don't have much of an appetite."
"...Is something on your mind, Alex?"
"Just something trivial. Don't worry about it."
"..."
Although she hadn't been with him for very long, after everything that had happened over the summer, Kasumi had long since regarded this boy as her one and only—her beloved little man. Naturally, she worried for him.
Thinking of this, Kasumi didn't push him with more questions. Instead, she pushed her chest forward slightly in front of Alex, letting her curvaceous silhouette sway before his eyes. She made sure her towering peaks bounced and trembled within his line of sight.
It was pure seduction.
"You little vixen."
Alex blinked and let out the truth. The way Kasumi was acting right now was exactly like a seductive fox-spirit.
Kasumi leaned even closer, her stunning face showing a mix of shyness, boldness, and deep infatuation. She swayed her chest and said softly, "I am a vixen. So? Does Alex like it?"
She was doing this on purpose to lure him.
Alex knew she was tempting him, and he fell for it every time. Everyone knew that despite him claiming he wasn't a "breast fanatic," the truth was clear: the bigger they were, the more they attracted him. When Alex's desire flared up, no one could stop him.
"Kasumi, I was wrong," Alex shifted his gaze from her swaying chest to her overall exquisite figure. "You aren't a vixen."
"Eh?"
"You're a dairy cow." Alex grinned.
"..."
Hearing even Alex say that, Kasumi looked at him with mock resentment before her expression turned sultry again. "A cow... fine, a cow it is, as long as Alex likes it~ Since I'm a cow, does Alex want some milk?"
She thrust her massive breasts forward, making her intentions crystal clear.
However, Alex still looked somewhat disinterested, which worried Kasumi. Usually, Alex would have pounced by now. She glanced down at his crotch; the "tent" that should have been rising wasn't there. It felt as if her charm had suddenly vanished.
Kasumi grew even more concerned.
Alex spoke casually, as if they were just having a normal chat. "You're seducing me, Kasumi."
Kasumi bit her lip. "Yes, I am."
Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed Alex through his pants. This kind of bold, lewd behavior was something she never would have dared before, but her worry outweighed her shame. She gripped his vitals, precisely clutching that massive meat-rod.
Her face turned crimson, her palm trembling. The texture... and the shaft began to grow within her hand, quickly hardening into a massive tent.
"Phew, I thought there was no reaction. You scared me to death," Kasumi patted her own chest with her other hand, breathing a sigh of relief.
Alex's mouth twitched. "You perverted nympho—"
"How about it, Alex? It must feel tight, right?" Kasumi giggled, growing bolder.
"You're getting cocky!" Alex dropped his calm facade and lunged at her. He pushed her back and began to ravage her body, his hands grabbing her breasts and squeezing them with force. He had fondled these breasts many times, yet they were always so full, elastic, and wonderful.
Being treated like this in front of the two girls watching from the corner made Kasumi flush red. As her breasts were massaged, her body shuddered, and a long, helpless moan escaped her. The wave of stimulation instantly crashed through her heart.
Alex pressed his body against hers, one hand still working her chest while the other reached down toward her legs.
"Mmm..." A hot moan invaded Kasumi's crumbling mental defenses.
Kasumi didn't scream again, but the look of pure satisfaction in her eyes burned into Alex's mind. Her porcelain skin grew hot under his palms. His fingers met some resistance at first but slowly and firmly pushed upward.
The elastic sensation made every cell in Alex's body vibrate.
He knew Makoto and Tsubaki were watching from behind the wall. He knew they had noticed his weird mood and that Kasumi was trying to use her body to make him feel better.
I was just helping those rich girls relieve stress, now it's my turn.
Alex sighed inwardly. His mood had been bad lately, but not because of the girls or the gigolo work. It was himself. Though it hadn't been long, his sexual frequency was incredibly high—usually several times a day.
As he had told Anri before, he had secretly deactivated his "contraception" ability. But despite so many internal ejaculations, no one had gotten pregnant. Alex couldn't help but overthink.
Could my special constitution have made me sterile? Alex was torn. Before, he worried about accidental pregnancies; now, he worried about infertility. He didn't necessarily want kids now, but he didn't want to be the end of his bloodline either. This "gain and loss" anxiety had been eating at him, but he couldn't bring himself to talk to the girls about it.
Reality snapped back as Kasumi's blush deepened. She suddenly shivered. Through the layer of his pants, the burning meat-rod had grown so large she could barely wrap her hand around it.
So big... just holding it makes my heart tremble. After a deep breath, the mature woman let go, reached inside his pants, and gripped the bare shaft in her palm.
At the same time, Alex reached under her shirt, his hand making direct skin contact with her engorged breasts. The massive mounds shook and swayed in his palm, and her nipples began to harden and protrude.
The electric shocks made her feel scorched all over. She bit her lip hard, twisting her body. Despite being the one who initiated the seduction, she was now acting shy and demure again.
This woman is truly adorable.
Kasumi's lust flared up from Alex's teasing. The wanton fondling and the heat from a man spread through her body. Her heart raced with panic, yet she yearned for the intense pleasure.
Alex's hand slid down her long, silky legs. The thin underwear did nothing to stop his passion.
The mature woman trembled uncontrollably, writhing to accommodate her little man's touch. Her face grew redder and redder. She suddenly clamped her thighs together, trapping Alex's hand between them, only to realize his hand had already reached the "hidden valley," touching the mysterious entrance.
His fingers struggled and explored within the tight space, drawing out constant moans from her.