Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H085 Merou Family: Visit

H085 Merou Family: Visit

Runa, her womb filled with my semen, took a shower, slipped back into her maid outfit, and returned to work in maid mode.

I’m still not used to her or Youko’s maid mode. Having always seen them as my sister and childhood friend, being treated as “master” makes me squirm. I should probably get used to it… or maybe not. Maybe I’ll just go with the flow.

On the other hand, it’s hard to feel sisterly toward the clan’s women—not all are sisters, but still. With so little time living closely, it’s natural. I’ll try to build that family bond over time. That’s not something I can just leave to the flow.

Since I returned early from my outing, I used the extra time to study for Monday’s classes. I’d planned to do it tomorrow, but with my shopping trip with Runa and an uncertain return time, I figured I’d knock it out now.

I set an alarm in advance, and when I finished studying, I had more than enough time left.

A bit early, but close enough to schedule, so I put away my tablet and headed to the Merou family for today’s duties.

Leaving the Oshika estate through the west inner gate, I turned right. The Merou family’s estate sprawls along the north side of the western road.

As usual, I rang the gate’s bell to announce my visit before entering.

The Merou estate has a large mansion straight ahead from the gate, flanked by slightly smaller ones. There are probably more behind the main one. I’m likely visiting the central, largest mansion.

I parked my bike, rang the doorbell at the entrance, and the heavy door opened promptly.

“Akira-kun, welcome,” greeted Shinji.

“Hello. Thanks for having me. Uh, Shinji-san, right?” I said.

It was Shinji, the husband of the Merou head, Koto, and father of the maid Rin. I met him once at my introduction, with Koto.

“You remembered. Thank you,” he said.

“You greeted me back then,” I replied.

Was that a weird response? I couldn’t think of anything better. Shinji let it slide, but maybe I should read up on greeting etiquette.

“The women are preparing dinner. It’ll be a while, so come this way,” he said.

“Okay,” I replied.

Shinji led me—maybe to a different building? We crossed a long corridor-like passage with a view of the garden, arriving at a spacious living room. Two men and one young girl were relaxing there.

“Oh, no need to stand,” I said quickly as the men started to rise. They were chilling; no need to get formal for me.

“Hello. I’m intruding. I’m Oshika Akira. Thanks for today,” I said, sitting on the indicated sofa.

“Hello. Merou Mitsuo,” one man replied.

Mitsuo is the father of Ren, whom I slept with recently, and husband to Ai, Koto’s sister.

“Ren was in your care the other day,” he said.

“No, if anything, I’m the one constantly in the clan women’s care,” I said.

Thanks to them, my sex life is so full I don’t even need to masturbate.

“No, no. Since then, Ren’s been a bit brighter, and my wife’s relieved,” he said.

“Really? That’s great,” I said.

I only met Ren once, so I don’t know how she was before, but if her father says it’s a good change, that’s nice.

“Papa, who’s that?” the girl asked.

“This is Akira-nii-san, Karin’s big brother. Hello, I’m Merou Ryuichi, and this is my daughter, Karin,” the other man said.

“Nice to meet you. Hello, Karin-chan,” I said, nodding from the sofa.

“…Hello,” Karin said, then shyly buried her face in Ryuichi’s chest. She peeked at me secretly. …Cute.

Ryuichi is the husband of Suzu, Rin’s older sister and a maid at the Oshika mansion. He’s the youngest of the three men here, maybe mid-thirties? Slim and handsome, but he seems a bit tired—my imagination?

Karin, three years old, isn’t Ryuichi’s biological daughter but Suzu and Hikaru’s, making her my youngest sister. Legally, she’s Suzu and Ryuichi’s, though.

The four of us spent the time until dinner here. Ryuichi read a picture book with Karin, while Shinji and Mitsuo watched a muted TV. I joined them, watching an old foreign action drama. Shinji offered to change it, but it looked cool, so we kept it on.

After a while, the door was lightly knocked and opened.

“Dinner’s ready. Akira-kun, come on in,” said Rin, peeking in.

“Thanks for having me,” I replied.

It might be my first time seeing Rin out of her maid uniform. She wore a long-sleeve shirt, shorts, and a pink apron. She’s poised and beautiful in her maid outfit, but this casual look is just as stunning.

“Akira-kun, I’ll show you the way,” Rin said.

“Nii-san, Karin will guide you!” Karin chirped, scampering from Ryuichi to grab my hand.

Where’d her shyness go? And why’s she so attached? Does she sense our sibling bond instinctively? Whatever, it’s fine.

“Okay, okay. Karin, lead the way,” Rin said with a smile.

Karin nodded enthusiastically.

She firmly dragged me to the washroom first, then to the dining room. Not going straight to dinner shows she’s well-disciplined. I can see her growing into a fine girl.

In the dining room, the Merou women had finished preparing dinner. It’s Chinese-style, maybe? I recognize pepper steak, but the other dishes’ names escape me. The vibe says Chinese, though.

There was a bit of a fuss before we sat, but we all settled in for dinner.

Across from me were Koto, the Merou head and my aunt, and her husband, Shinji. As president of Merou Heavy Industries, Koto has a sharp, career-woman aura, even in casual clothes.

To my right, diagonally, sat Suzu, the next head, her husband Ryuichi, and her sister Rin.

Suzu, Koto and Ottoya’s daughter, is a product of sibling incest—not uncommon in the clan. With shoulder-length hair, she’s a beauty like her sister Rin. We met at my introduction, but today’s our first time having sex.

To my left, diagonally, were Ai, her husband Mitsuo, and their daughter Ren.

Ai has a gentle vibe, fitting as Ren’s mother. Her wavy, long hair seems like it smells nice.

Ai’s father was an outsider who married in, and Mitsuo is too, so Ren’s blood is relatively distant from mine—rare in the clan. Ren, as usual, hides the right side of her face with her long hair.

And Karin? She’s right next to me. The pre-dinner fuss was her insisting on sitting beside me, despite her seat being prepared between Suzu and Ryuichi. She threw a tantrum, saying, “I wanna sit next to Nii-san!” and moved.

It’s our first meeting, and we barely interacted in the living room, so why’s she so attached? When I visited the Mihyou family, Aina and Ayako were friendly, but not like this. Am I emitting some toddler-attracting pheromone?

With that question lingering, the Merou family dinner proceeded warmly.