A Story of How I Went to Commit Suicide, but Ended Up at a Mysterious House and Got Pampered by a Motherly Beauty - Chapter 30
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“Are you full?”
“Well, yeah…Sort of.”
It was true. The breast milk had filled his stomach a little, but of course that alone wouldn’t make him full. After all, he’d only eaten one golden carrot besides breast milk. But if he denied it now, the chance of more nursing was extremely high, so he opted for a rational lie.
“Good.”
…Yet, seeing Kikyo-sama’s gentle smile made him realize that lying wasn’t such a bad choice after all. While he was lost in that thought, Nanaho-sama entered the room.
“My dear one, have you finished breakfast?”
“Ah, yes, Nanaho-sama.”
She must have cleansed herself. Her face was slightly flushed.
“Mhm. Good, good. Then come with me. Everything is fully prepared.”
“Huh?”
Nanaho-sama smoothly took his hand. She clung tightly to his arm, the soft sensation making him very happy, but…
What preparation? Where are we going?
“Yeah. Let’s go, Akihito.”
“Eh…?”
Kikyo-sama latched onto his other free arm. In her case, it felt less like hugging and more like clinging, which was utterly adorable. Still, the softness of her disproportionately full breasts was more than enough to slacken his cheeks.
…That’s fine, but… Where to?
Kikyo-sama seemed to know where Nanaho-sama was headed.
Guided along, he followed the two and the room they entered through the sliding door was where he’d been sleeping until moments ago. It was the very room where Nanaho-sama had milked him with her breasts this morning.
However, it had been slightly rearranged. The futon was now a bit larger, and on the table sat drinks and snacks. Several soft-looking towels were stacked, creating…An odd atmosphere? No, it looked comfortable. But somehow, a chill ran down his spine.
With a sharp clack, the sliding door shut, and a sense of being trapped assaulted him. Timidly turning around, he saw the two grinning widely.
W-What is this!? They look exactly like predators eyeing prey!
And then, the two opened their mouths…
“The First ‘We Won’t Stop Until We Decide Who’s the Mother’ Tournament—begins!”
“Begins.”
“…Huh?”
His mouth hung open in shock. It was a miracle his jaw didn’t dislocate, so wide and slack it gaped. That was how incredulous the situation was. He failed to comprehend what the two—no, what Nanaho-sama had said. Kikyo-sama had merely echoed the ending. Adorable.
“Oh, my dear one. Being stared at so blankly makes even me feel a little shy.”
“Shy.”
Nanaho-sama turned away, cheeks faintly pink, and Kikyo-sama mimicked her. It felt heartwarming. The two were like mother and daughter… No!
“No, no! I haven’t even processed this yet!?”
Rather, the one who could casually accept this and lunge at two women would be the problem. Mainly in terms of humanity.
…He’d likely be called out for saying that while living almost like a kept man.
“Phew, goodness. What a slow dear you are. But that’s cute too.”
Nanaho-sama shook her head with a laugh. Would she raise his favorability no matter what he did? She was that sweet on him.
“I’m the Mother, right?”
“Kii-chan’s a mommy too.”
They said it as if it were obvious. He felt that was the first thing wrong, but arguing here would be fruitless, so he held back.
“And mothers pamper their kids, right?”
“W-Well…”
If all they did was pamper, the child might grow up spoiled, but that excuse wasn’t strong enough to outright deny their conclusion. After all, some might grow up fine even if pampered.
“Pampering sex.”
“Wha-!?”
This was wrong! Definitely wrong!
“Kii-chan will try hard too.”
“No, even if you try…”
Kikyo-sama clenched her fist, fired up. Nanaho-sama aside,having pampering sex with Kikyo-sama was basically indulging oneself in lewd acts with a loli far younger than him. Well, technically speaking, she was older than him, but still. Objectively speaking, it felt absolutely wrong.
Doing pampering sex with Nanaho-sama was already bad enough. It’d be even worse with Kikyo-sama.
“Um… Sorry, but my lower half is, uh, at its limit…”
In the end, he resorted to this escape. He insisted his manhood wouldn’t be able to react anymore. Of course, this was not something a man wants to admit, but this should make them back off. Plus, after this morning’s intense efforts, his hips were trembling.
It felt like a solid excuse, if he might say so himself.
“Well, true, after releasing so much since morning, instant recovery is tough.”
“Y-Yes!”
Nanaho-sama nodded understandingly.
Alright, this might work…
But against Nanaho-sama, nothing was that easy. She grinned and said.
“But it’s fine. You ate Kii-chan’s carrot. You must be fully recovered by now.”
W-What…!?
Flashing in his mind was that gleaming golden carrot. It was obvious that carrot was something valuable and rare.
T-That one…!
“Kikyo’s golden carrot. It is amazingly effective for stamina recovery and virility. Tasty, wasn’t it?”
I-It was delicious, but it had that kind of effect!? Akihito looked down in shock and true enough, his crotch was already fully erect.
I-Impossible! After all that… It’s still this energetic…?!
“Now, we’ll pamper you. Let’s have sex all day long with us.”
“We’ve got water and everything, so no problem. Come on, let’s do it.”
The two let their clothes slip open as they said so. Both of them were stunningly beautiful. Seeing their bare skin left him no power to resist… He staggered toward them, proceeding exactly as the two had planned.
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