Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H064 Mihyou Family: The Thoughts of an In-Law

H064 Mihyou Family: The Thoughts of an In-Law

I woke up lying on a futon, properly covered with a blanket. The Japanese-style ceiling light was dimmed, softly illuminating the room.

Groggily sitting up, the blanket slipped, revealing my naked upper body in the faint light.

Looking around, I saw the beautiful women sleeping soundly under their blankets, slightly disheveled but neatly tucked in.

Uh, what’s the situation again?

…Oh, right. I came to the Mihyou house, had sex with five women, ended with a mating press on Reiran-san… and I don’t remember anything after that, so I must’ve passed out.

Reiran-san probably covered everyone with blankets. I feel bad for conking out first. It was too intense, and I always finish first. With more branch family visits and events like Hikaru-shi’s fiftieth-day ceremony ahead, I need to train harder.

No windows or clock, so I couldn’t tell the time, but the quiet atmosphere suggested midnight.

The reason I woke? I needed to pee. Careful not to wake anyone, I slipped out of the futon. My crotch was still messy, and I wanted a quick shower, but the bathroom came first.

Wandering naked through the house felt awkward, so I scanned the room. My clothes were taken to the bath, but maybe there’s something else.

If not, I’d go naked, but luckily, a box of yukata was in the corner. I tiptoed over, put one on, tied the sash loosely, and quietly stepped into the hallway.

The corridor was dark, but nightlights lit the floor, so I could walk fine. Relying on memory, I headed for the bathroom.

I found the bathroom and relieved myself, but got lost on the way back. It’s not as big as the Oshika mansion, but it’s still large, and it was my first visit.

Thinking this might be it, I slid open a fusuma door. Inside, a single futon’s blanket was thrown back, empty.

At the room’s far end, an open shoji let moonlight stream onto the veranda, where something swayed—an armchair, maybe? The silhouette was unclear.

I’d clearly entered the wrong room, so I stepped back to close the fusuma quietly before the occupant noticed.

“Who’s there?”

A voice startled me, making me flinch. The armchair stopped swaying, a head’s silhouette poking out.

Feeling like a kid caught misbehaving, I fought the urge to flee.

“Sorry, it’s Akira. I got up to use the bathroom and got lost on my way back. Sorry.”

I spoke loudly enough for the man across the room to hear, but not enough to wake others.

“Oh, Akira-san? Easy to get lost on your first visit. I’ll guide you.”

The man stood and approached. In the dim light, I recognized Ryoichi-san, Seiran-san’s husband.

“This way.”

He started walking, and I hurried to follow.

Might as well ask something I’d been curious about. It’s rude, but I can’t ask the women, and it’s been on my mind.

I caught up to Ryoichi-san.

“Um, I have a question.”

“What is it?”

He used polite language, probably because I’m the Oshika head. Anyway…

“It’s awkward to ask, but… doesn’t it bother you that your wife has sex with me?”

I asked hesitantly. It’s super rude. I’m basically sleeping with his wife and asking, “How’s it feel to be cuckolded?”

I know it’s beyond impolite. But I’ll be with other married clan women, so I want to understand the feelings of in-laws who married into the clan sooner rather than later.

“That, huh? Well…”

Ryoichi-san stopped.

“Honestly, having you take care of my wife is a relief, in a way…”

“A relief?”

“Yes.”

In the dim light, he gave me a wry smile.

“As you know, I’m an in-law, originally from outside the Oshika clan. The women here have strong libidos—Seiran’s no exception. For an outsider with average desire, satisfying them is incredibly tough.”

“I see…”

I kinda get it. They keep going until they pass out if time allows.

“If you can handle even part of that, I’m grateful. I’m sure every in-law feels the same.”

“Really…”

I need to train my stamina and vigor even more.

“Our house is better off. When we were dating and newly married, Seiran wanted it daily, but since Seika was born, it’s down to three or four times a week. Still intense, though—she wants multiple rounds a night.”

I used to masturbate daily before coming to the Oshika house, so three or four times a week sounds manageable, but with last night’s intensity, it might be rough.

“Katsuya-kun and Shinji-kun felt relieved after Reiko-san and Airan-san got pregnant, even though the kids aren’t theirs. They don’t ask during pregnancy or breastfeeding, which is minimal. After breastfeeding, the frequency went up, like with Seiran, but less than before.

This week, Seiran was calmer. Probably because of you at the fiftieth-day ceremony.”

“I see.”

So I can go all out without guilt? With all the clan women, even that might not be enough.

“The Mihyou women are settled with kids, but other families have childless couples, so the in-laws are counting on you. It’s tough, but good luck.”

“Ha, yes.”

It feels like he’s saying, “Sleep with them all,” which is true, but awkward. Still, I understand Ryoichi-san’s feelings, and other in-laws likely feel similarly. I can now approach the women without guilt.

“Akira-san, the bedroom’s there.”

Ryoichi-san pointed to the fusuma one door down. We were close, so he’d stopped to talk. I felt bad for taking his time, but it was a good chance.

“Thank you. For the guidance and the talk. I’ll keep doing my best.”

“Please do.”

“Yes. Thank you so much. Good night.”

“Good night.”

My thanks got a bit wordy, but oh well. I watched Ryoichi-san leave, then entered the bedroom.

The beauties slept peacefully.

Feeling movement, I lifted heavy eyelids, glimpsing the women’s naked forms rising. I squeezed my eyes shut, blinked a few times, turned, and pushed myself up.

“Oh, did we wake you? Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

Noticing me, Reiran-san greeted me, followed by Reiko-san, Seiran-san, and Airan-san. I returned the greeting. Seika-chan still slept beside me.

It was just past 5:30 a.m., not much earlier than my usual running time.

“I’d love another round before getting ready, but we’ll be late, so we’ll excuse ourselves. Rest more, Akira-san. …You run daily, right? What about today?”

“Hmm, I’ll skip it during branch visits.”

I thought it over. I didn’t bring workout clothes, and last night’s “exercise” was enough, right?

“Then, could you take care of Airan and Seika when she wakes?”

Reiran-san said. Take care of… that, right? In the morning?

“Just me?”

Airan-san tilted her head at her mother.

“It’s fine. Three of us can handle preparations.”

“Love her well.”

Seiran-san and Reiko-san chimed in, so I ended up with Airan-san right after waking.

“Kuu, u, I’m coming!”

“Ah, ah, aa, I’m coming!”

Not holding back moans naturally woke Seika-chan. After finishing inside Airan-san, I poured into Seika-chan, who’d become quite lustful overnight, riding me lewdly.

After three rounds each, we took a morning bath, dressed in clothes washed overnight, and ate breakfast in yesterday’s room.

Over breakfast, I learned only Seiran-san’s family—Seiran-san, Ryoichi-san, and Seika-chan—lives in this mansion. Reiran-san stays here when visiting from the Oshika mansion.

Reiko-san, Katsuya-san, and Ayako-chan, and Airan-san, Shinji-san, and Aina-chan live in separate houses on the Mihyou estate.

Still, the kids’ playroom in the mansion shows frequent visits.

It’s like three households on one estate.

After breakfast, I played puzzles with the three Mihyou kids, then took my leave. Aina-chan and Ayako-chan made me promise to play again, but is it fun with someone so much older? Well, it’s part of being Oshika head—building bonds now with girls I’ll be with later.

Tonight, I visit the next branch family. Which one is it?