The living room was not far away; they reached it in a few minutes. No matter how large this house was, it couldn't take ten minutes to walk to a room; the ten minutes Alistair spent following Natsuha Shinomiy earlier was purely because Natsuha Shinomiy had taken a detour.
The group gathered around one side of the long table. Eita Yamano and Ryūto Haruno sat on the two sides, slightly closer to the middle were Natsuha Shinomiy and Kasumi Haruno, while Alistair sat at the very end.
The seating arrangement was roughly in a 'Z' shape, with Alistair occupying the top horizontal line, and the others on the sides.
Ryūto Haruno and Eita Yamano sat facing each other. On the table were some exercise books and study guides. The two took out pens and began their practice, occasionally discussing things.
Alistair, resting his cheek on one hand, felt a bit bored. If Alistair remembered correctly, Kasumi Haruno had said her cousin brought her here to hang out, and this was the result? The two boys were immersed in "play," leaving everyone else to entertain themselves?
Alistair took out his phone, ready to scroll through it to pass the afternoon. He had promised to stay with Kasumi Haruno, so he couldn't just leave out of boredom.
Unless Kasumi Haruno also wanted to leave, in which case Alistair would gladly take her away. As for Natsuha Shinomiy, that was just a bonus. She could be successfully seduced eventually; a short delay didn't matter. Based on Natsuha Shinomiy's reaction earlier, Alistair could go all the way right now if he wanted to.
Alistair tended to complete things he promised unless there was a necessary factor preventing it. This was a principle Alistair had always maintained. He believed trust was the foundation of good relationships, and if he couldn't keep his promises to his own girls, what right did he have to pursue them?
Of course, he couldn't indulge the sex toy types. He could agree to ordinary things, but he shouldn't casually agree to excessive demands. In those cases, Alistair would choose to be non-committal, but never explicitly agree. When dealing with girls like Kasumi Haruno, he could express clear attitudes because he could be sure they wouldn't ask for anything too outrageous.
In the strong-subservient social climate of Japan, Alistair could easily become a "campus overlord," but he saw no need. Alistair didn't have the wicked pleasure of bullying others. He couldn't imagine how perverse someone who gained pleasure from bullying others must be, but he didn't care to manage it; that was the local custom.
He wasn't a super saint. He wouldn't interfere unless someone provoked him, or unless one side involved a particularly attractive girl; in that case, he might be interested in trying a new flavor.
Speaking of which, Alistair thought he had seen three attractive girls bullying a chubby boy in some classroom before. The three girls were quite beautiful and well-built, and the leader seemed to have red hair.
Their figures seemed to lean towards the proportionate type, like Chiaki's—slender but still with ample flesh; their chest and butt sizes didn't lie. Kasumi Haruno and Natsuha Shinomiy, on the other hand, were distinctly voluptuous types. Not only were their front and back curves exaggerated, but their soft, elastic, smooth skin felt excellent to the touch. Crucially, they didn't look fat at all, but perfectly full-bodied.
Honestly, this kind of physique and beauty was something you only saw so frequently in the world of 2D. In his original world, he might never see a woman with such a body and looks in real life, unless he looked online, where everything was photoshopped (manual dog-head), along with a fair share of tanks (very obese women).
Hmm?
Alistair suddenly felt someone's fingernail lightly scratch his ankle. He looked up at Kasumi Haruno.
Kasumi Haruno was scrolling on her phone, then suddenly seemed to feel something, looked up towards Alistair, and met his gaze. Perceiving the question in Alistair's eyes, she returned a look of confusion.
Then, Alistair suddenly realized something and turned to look at Natsuha Shinomiy. She had just turned her head away from Eita Yamano and met Alistair's eyes.
Facing Alistair's gaze, Natsuha Shinomiy's lips curved up, and her eyes were full of mirth. Coupled with her naturally seductive and charming face, Alistair almost lost his resolve and felt the urge to punish her right then and there.
But she wasn't just being watched by Alistair; Kasumi Haruno was also watching her. However, even with Kasumi Haruno watching, Natsuha Shinomiy not only didn't restrain herself but slightly parted her lips. Her pink tongue moved flexibly inside, darting out like a serpent. The sticky saliva formed thin silver threads, looking incredibly lewd and radiating an unusual sense of temptation.
Alistair was somewhat surprised by Natsuha Shinomiy's actions. He didn't expect her to dare to do this in front of Kasumi Haruno. He remembered Natsuha Shinomiy was usually quite concerned with appearances. Was she completely letting loose by showing Alistair such a gesture in front of Kasumi Haruno?
Despite his thoughts, Alistair's Guardian Beast obediently followed his inner desire, gradually waking up and beginning to rise.
It wasn't that Alistair lacked willpower; it was just that Natsuha Shinomiy's actions were incredibly lewd. Any normal man would find it hard to resist.
Alistair turned his head to see Kasumi Haruno's reaction but found her expression very calm, even showing some curiosity, but without any trace of hostility.
Is she this generous? Or are my own abilities at work?
Alistair couldn't help but wonder as he looked at Kasumi Haruno's face.
Alistair's [Pheromone] ability fostered dependence in women and increased their physical sensitivity, allowing them to feel even the slightest touch, making a brush feel like a tickle. The ability gained from the ring transformation also subtly created believers.
Based on Kasumi Haruno's behavior, it might be the combined result of both abilities.
Seeing Alistair shift his attention to Kasumi Haruno, Natsuha Shinomiy didn't say anything but closed her mouth, took out her phone, the smile still prominent on her face.
Next, Alistair witnessed the magical way girls communicate.
Natsuha Shinomiy said nothing but met Kasumi Haruno's gaze. After staring at each other for a while, Kasumi Haruno took out her phone and started typing.
Alistair slightly craned his neck to look at Kasumi Haruno's phone. Kasumi Haruno was typing in someone's Line ID. Alistair watched the screen display Natsuha Shinomiy's Line ID after she finished typing, looking utterly confused.
Superpower?
That was the first word that popped into Alistair's mind, but he hadn't heard them mention anything like that. This was a bit absurd. Telepathic communication?
But that didn't seem right either. After his partial transformation to the supernatural level, he should have some sense of such abilities, even if the range wasn't wide; he shouldn't be oblivious to something happening right in front of him.
Alistair turned his head to look at Natsuha Shinomiy again. She was looking down and fiddling with her phone, possibly chatting with Kasumi Haruno on Line, or perhaps engaging in a catfight.
Sensing Alistair's gaze, Natsuha Shinomiy looked up, flashed a seductive smile at Alistair, then lowered her head to continue using her phone. However, her left hand had stealthily dropped down and was reaching towards him under the table.
"Mmm?"
Suddenly feeling a large hand enclose her own, Natsuha Shinomiy instinctively let out a nasal sound, then immediately realized and quickly shut her mouth.
"Huh? Natsuha-nee, what's wrong?"
Eita Yamano, who had been practicing with Ryūto Haruno, heard Natsuha Shinomiy's sound, looked up, and asked her with confusion.
"Ah, nothing. I just saw a new person add my Line ID, so I made a strange sound. You keep studying."
Natsuha Shinomiy explained, her charming, alluring face carrying a smile. Although she had no special scent (presumably), she still gave off a tempting aura.
"Ah, is that so? Then I'll continue with my exercises."
Eita Yamano gazed at Natsuha Shinomiy's smile, momentarily dazed, but his long-term interaction had built up some resistance. He snapped back and turned his head to resume his work.
Heh...
Natsuha Shinomiy's smile held a hint of scorn.