To be honest, despite being an adult man spiritually, I genuinely enjoyed the simple fun of playing games with Doraemon and Nobita. It was kind of nostalgic.
By the time I left and returned to Shizuka's house after a little bit of shopping, the sun had already dipped below the horizon, bathing the world in a soft, orange glow.
Inside, Michiko, who looked to have fully recovered, was working in the kitchen, and the delicious scent of dinner filled the air.
Seeing her so focused, I silently walked up to her and gave her firm ass a solid squeeze.
"Ah!"
She jumped up, letting out a cute yelp as she spun around.
But as soon as she saw me, the shock in her eyes melted into surprise and then into a tender, knowing smile that was quickly followed by a blush spreading across her cheeks.
"You only know how to come back to play with me."
Her tone was playful, and she pouted as if accusing me of leaving her all alone after what I'd done to her, but the sparkle in her eyes told me that she was simply being flirtatious.
[Corruption: 82. Obedience: 80]
Seeing that both values had climbed since yesterday and had finally crossed the 80 threshold confirmed my suspicions.
'Looks like she spent the day thinking about me.'
Thanks to the Lust God System, I knew these values were a one-way street. Once they rose, they could never fall back down.
Which was also why I left her today, because whatever conclusions she reached were guaranteed to be in my favor.
And now, watching her act like an eager, loving housewife, I knew she had fully accepted me into her heart. The time for tricks and force was over.
Thus, I also decided to drop all pretense and be direct.
"It's because you're too damn sexy," I said in a mischievous voice. "I bought some things for you. Some sexy lingerie. Wear it for me later when you have time."
I closed the distance between us and slid one hand under her top to knead her soft breast while I pulled her to kiss her lips.
My touch sent a shiver of pleasure through her, and she melted against me, exhaling a hot, sensual breath into my mouth.
Her tongue tangled with mine, and we had a deep, passionate kiss. When we finally parted, a thin string of saliva connected us for a moment before breaking.
"What kind of sexy lingerie did you buy?" She asked curiously with a red face. "Let me see."
I handed her the shopping bag. Michiko opened it and peeked inside. Her eyes widened for a second before she shot me an embarrassed, flustered look and murmured.
"You big pervert!"
Her words didn't bother me in the slightest. I knew it wasn't malice, just her flustered way of being romantic, a teasing game between us. And I loved this kind of interaction, pure and unforced by any drugs or skills.
Besides, I was indeed a pervert, so there was nothing wrong with it anyway.
"Aren't you a pervert too, my sexy MILF?!"
I shot back with a grin, moved directly behind her, and with one hand, I pulled down my pants, letting my hard cock spring free. With the other hand, I lifted her skirt.
Just as I'd suspected, the little pervert MILF wasn't wearing any panties. Her bare, glistening pussy was on full display, so I directly pressed the head of my cock against her labia.
"Were you expecting me to fuck you?" I whispered as my hot breath brushed against her ear. "Is that why you 'forgot' to wear panties?"
"I was," she confessed. "But you came late. Now, Shizuka is about to come back. Let's do it later."
Michiko looked back at me, her eyes full of a desire that betrayed her words. She might have been saying no, but her body was honest.
She didn't stop me, and my cock sank directly into her hot, welcoming pussy.
"Ah, it's true! Uh, ah~ You're not listening. Haaah~"
Michiko moaned, then held on to the dining table with her hands, enduring my thrusting.
For more than ten minutes, the only sounds echoing in the kitchen were those of our breaths and the slap of my hips against her ass.
Michiko was also lost in pleasure, but the sudden click of the front door opening from outside startled her.
"I'm back." Shizuka's voice came from the hallway.
"Oh no, Um… My daughter is here… Ha~ Hurry up, hurry up, and pull out the cock."
The moment she heard her daughter's voice, Michiko panicked, and she started begging me to pull out.
"It's okay."
Naturally, I ignored her frantic pleas. Instead, I reached around and freed her breast from its bra cup and started to knead it roughly.
"Hmm~ Move… How can I face Shizuka if she finds out? Don't, ahhh~."
She squirmed, trying to escape, but I just held her tighter, pinning her to the table with my body and fucking her mercilessly.
At the same time, Shizuka's footsteps grew louder and closer, causing Michiko's heart to hammer in her chest until Shizuka finally walked right into the kitchen.
"Mom."
Shizuka walked in, and Michiko closed her eyes in shame. But after a moment of silence, the scream of her daughter she had expected never came. Instead, she heard a confused voice.
"Eh? Where's Mom?"
Shizuka looked around the empty kitchen and stayed there for a while before shrugging and walking out.
"Huh?"
The scene stunned Michiko. She was right here, bent over the table with a cock buried inside her, but her daughter had seen nothing? How?
"This is my ability," I said with a nonchalant wave of my hand, as if it were a simple magic trick. "It's called Isolation Field. As long as I use it, no one can see us, and no one can hear us talking."
"Why didn't you say it earlier?!"
Michiko had been scared half to death. In a sudden burst of strength, she pulled herself off my cock, spun around, and pushed me onto the kitchen floor.
"I need compensation."
She licked her lips, then straddled me, aimed her swollen labia at my erect cock, and in one smooth motion, she sat down, wanting to take the whole cock into her pussy.
"Aaangh!"
Of course, she overestimated herself and underestimated my cock that, only halfway in, had already hit her womb, almost making her climax from one thrust.
"I like paying this kind of compensation the most."
I laughed out loud when I saw this and then grabbed her hips and pulled her down, latching my mouth onto her nipple and sucking hard.
After all, why should I always be the one doing all the work? Sometimes, I just wanted to lie back and enjoy the ride.
We fucked again right there on the kitchen floor. And with the Isolation Field shielding us, Michiko was completely uninhibited.
She screamed louder than ever before, with no fear of ever being heard, completely unaware that at some point, I had already turned off the Isolation Field, and her cute daughter, Shizuka, was standing just outside the kitchen with her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed, watching and hearing everything unfold in secret.
"Cumming~"
After her second orgasm, the two of us simply cleaned up before Michiko, with a peaceful, post-coital glow, returned to preparing dinner as if nothing had happened.
Time slipped away, we had a sumptuous dinner, and soon, I was back in my bedroom, already plotting the next move.
Michiko was on the verge of being completely conquered. She had accepted me into her heart, and now it was just a matter of grinding down those last bits of obstacles and making her completely mine.
Tamako, however, was a different story. I still hadn't received the notification that her Corruption or Obedience had hit 80. Her stats were close, I knew, but she needed a final, decisive push.
Once I had broken both her and Michiko, had completely conquered them, and collected my reward, I could finally turn my full attention to Shizuka and complete this world's mission.
The road ahead was clear, and the plan for the night and tomorrow was set, making my target clear: Nobita's Mother.
I would make her fall at all costs.
But how to target her tonight? I thought for a few seconds before a memory surfaced instantly.
"Dream Gun!"
The first time I'd fucked Tamako in that hotel room, just before I left, I had shot her with the Dream Gun's red bullet, marking her as a Dream Host.
It was a backup in case I had to invade her dreams from anywhere, at any time. Now, it was time to use it.
Honestly, I might have forgotten the small detail, but luckily, I had Photographic Memory, so a quick mental review brought it to the forefront of my mind with perfect clarity.
Without a moment's hesitation, I pulled the Dream Gun from the system storage space. I aimed it at myself and fired the blue bullet.
The connection was made.
I waited for a few hours, passing the time by reading a comic book, when I recalled something that I had almost overlooked.
Today, when I told Michiko about my Isolation Field, which was simply a magical skill to ordinary people, she reacted as if it wasn't a big thing.
It confirmed my guess that the cognition of the entire world had been subtly altered to make the existence of Doraemon and his futuristic gadgets mundane and acceptable to the people.
However, before I could think too much about it, I felt the strange pull, and I was finally drawn into Tamako's dream.
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