"So, Kars, is life here with Master going well for you?"
"It's very nice, actually."
"Then, what about Master's lover—your father? What kind of man is he?"
Faced with Toyohime Watatsuki's question, Kars was momentarily at a loss for words. He hadn't prepared a script for this specific lie.
"What's wrong?" Seeing his sudden silence, Toyohime grew curious. The troubled look on the boy's face made her wonder if the man who was currently nowhere to be found had some sort of serious issue.
"It's... it's nothing. He and Mother are very much in love. It's just... he's rarely home. He's almost always away, spending time with... others."
Kars's vague explanation made Yorihime Watatsuki furrow her brows. Regardless of who the man was, leaving Eirin alone to raise a child while he gallivanted around elsewhere was unacceptable. She truly couldn't fathom why her master would choose such a person.
"How pitiful... does that mean you've hardly even seen him?" Toyohime's eyes softened with a touch of melancholy as she looked at Kars.
Kars, sensing he was on the verge of being caught in his own lie if the conversation continued, quickly changed the subject. "Let's not talk about that. It's your first time down here, Big Sisters. You should really experience Gensokyo. It would be a waste to leave without seeing what it has to offer."
"You're right. What do you suggest? We'll leave the itinerary to you."
"Great! Then first, you two should enjoy Eientei's signature massage service! You're going to love it!"
Kars led them to a room where they changed into loose, light yukatas. As they lay down on separate beds, the rabbit youkai began preparations, lighting a special incense that filled the room with a mesmerizing, heavy aroma.
Kars stood beside Toyohime. Looking at her body draped in the thin fabric, he placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Toyohime-nee, let me handle your massage personally."
"Oh? Well, I'll leave it to you then."
Under the influence of the incense, Toyohime felt her strength draining away, replaced by a hazy, lazy comfort. She didn't object to Kars's offer. On the other bed, Yorihime was being attended to by the rabbits.
Kars began with her shoulders. His skilled hands made her already limp body relax even further. However, it wasn't long before his hands slid down to Toyohime's ample breasts.
"Mm~ Kars... no playing pranks..." Toyohime, on the verge of sleep, opened her eyes to look at him.
"I'm not pranking you. This is a legitimate technique. Look, Yorihime-nee is getting the same treatment over there."
Toyohime glanced over and saw the rabbits kneading Yorihime's chests. Her sluggish brain accepted the explanation without further thought. "Oh, I see. My apologies for doubting you."
"It's okay. I'll continue."
Toyohime closed her eyes. As Kars squeezed and kneaded her breasts, her face flushed deep red, and her breath became shallow and ragged.
"Your tits are so soft, Big Sister. I love them as much as Mother's."
"Mmm~ is that so? My breasts are as good as Master's...?"
Toyohime didn't find the comparison strange; instead, she felt a surge of pride in being compared to the woman she idolized. Kars untied the front of her yukata, exposing her bare breasts. The large, firm mounds were molded and squeezed in his hands, her pink nipples hardening under the stimulation.
Kars didn't hesitate. He leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, suckling greedily. His swirling tongue and gentle teeth sent a jolt of electricity through Toyohime's body. She clamped her legs together, her feet rubbing restlessly against the sheets.
"Ah~ Kars... your mouth... you shouldn't..."
The sensation of having her nipples sucked made Toyohime feel like she was losing her mind. She reached out to push his head away, but her weakened limbs made the gesture feel more like a tender caress.
"Toyohime-nee's breasts don't have milk like Mother's. Mother's leak whenever I rub them."
"To have milk... haa... one must be pregnant... I'm not... so of course I don't..."
"You don't have it there, but your pussy is certainly leaking a lot."
Kars slid his hand inside her yukata and found her clitoris. His fingers toyed with her wet entrance, the squelching sound of her love juices clear in the quiet room. Toyohime's body shuddered violently.
"No... Kars, stop touching me there... I'll get angry!"
Despite her words, her voice carried no weight. She looked more like an inviting temptress than an angry warrior.
"Actually, I love you, Toyohime-nee! I want to be with you! Will you be with me?"
"Eh? You... love me?"
The sudden confession sent Toyohime's drugged brain into a tailspin. Being confessed to by her Master's son was something she was entirely unprepared for.
"Yes. And Mother doesn't mind. She said as long as I'm happy, she's happy. So, will you say yes?"
"Master... doesn't mind..."
Toyohime's thoughts churned. If Master's son loved her and Master approved, then if she said yes... she would become Eirin's daughter-in-law? The idea of being officially part of Eirin Yagokoro's family filled her with such excitement that she could barely contain herself.