Our car was parked outside the mansion and was directly under the sun for over an hour before we got in, and so stepping inside was like entering an oven.
"Wow, it's so hot... Mom."
"I've turned on the air conditioner, so just hold on a little." She said calmly.
Since my mother was a High-Ranking Hunter, she could probably walk through a volcano without breaking a sweat, but perhaps influenced by me, she also grabbed the front of her shirt and fanned it back and forth as if she was also feeling the heat.
The motion caused the upper buttons of her already-straining white shirt to pull open, giving me a perfect view of her deep cleavage and the upper part of her magnificent breasts.
Moreover, as I smelled my mother's intoxicating scent that filled the small space, my cock began to rise.
'Shit.'
Sitting right next to her in the passenger seat, there was no way to hide an erection, so I desperately started chanting Buddhist scriptures in my head, focusing on the most boring passages I could remember to control it.
Not long after, the temperature finally cooled, and our convoy merged onto the highway.
My mom tried to make light conversation to keep me from getting bored, but I barely heard her as my attention drifted to her face, which seemed to sparkle softly as the scenery slid past the window.
Feeling my intense stare, she glanced over with a playful smile and asked teasingly.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face? Or is it because I am so pretty?"
"Hmm, how did you know, Mom? You're really pretty," I replied, feeding her ego.
"Hahaha... Then I can't blame you," she giggled proudly.
Then she reached over and lightly brushed my cheek affectionately as if that was exactly the response she wanted to hear.
But my attention wasn't on her hand or her smiling face.
It was glued to those bulging breasts, wide, child-bearing hips, thick, powerful thighs that just made one want to impregnate her, and those endlessly long legs stretched out before her.
Her calves, in contrast, were slender and toned, completing a picture that was simply mouthwatering.
No doubt her lower body was a masterpiece, and that skirt she wore, which had side slits that ended just above her knees, only made it worse, because as she drove the car, it rolled up a little, exposing her flawless, pale white legs.
'Mom, just you wait a little while. I'll have you, no matter what.'
I thought in my mind before shaking my head and looking out of the window as my thoughts drifted towards the outside world.
In this world of the novel called the "Transmigrated Genius of Magic Academy," whose entire plotline was loaded into my brain by the Lustbound Codex the moment I was born, I was only a minor character.
The story was an academy plot about a waste protagonist who impressed female instructors, defeated the rich second generation, rose against the sky, reached the top, put an end to the monster invasion for good, and lived a happy life afterwards.
Obviously, I was the rich second-generation antagonist.
Not even a real villain, but just a small side character who flirted with the heroine, got tricked by her schemes, and when I tried to hold her accountable, the protagonist stepped in and defeated me.
After the humiliating defeat, I, the sole heir of the proud Shimizu family, was so consumed by ego and shame that I fled the country and was never mentioned again.
I was simply a victim of that bitch of a heroine's schemes. A victim who nobody cared about and whose only reason for existence was to bring the hero and heroine closer.
And if you asked me, the real villain was that manipulative cunt Yuzuki Sato, who had probably scammed god knows how many men.
But because she never truly opposed the protagonist and eventually ended up on his side, all her cruel, manipulative deeds were just forgotten and conveniently whitewashed by the narrative.
"Fuck!"
"Something's troubling you, Ren?"
"It's nothing, Mom. I just remembered something disgusting."
"Alright."
That bitch, Yuzuki Sato, was the one I might see today at the Hunter's Association, which was now less than a minute away.
Looking out of the window, I could see the high-tech spires and buildings decorated with strange glyphs and symbols on their walls, while many Hunters walked by wearing all kinds of fancy armor and clothes.
Everything was just what one would expect from a standard modern fantasy world. After all, that was indeed the setting of this world.
A world experiencing a Mana Revival and dealing with monster invasions from another dimension. Stats, skills, dungeon cracks—it was all the same as I read in those novels.
As I had mentioned earlier, once your Mana Circuit matured and you awakened, you had to register at the Association.
From there, one could apply to a Hunter Academy, graduate, and become an official Hunter.
Of course, just like on Earth, not all academies were created equal. The top-tier ones offered resources that could make or break a career, and only those with real potential got in them.
As for me? I was naturally aiming for the very top.
"We're here."
At that moment, Mother's voice snapped me back to the present.
She parked the car easily and stepped out, but I deliberately got out a little late to savor the sight of her luscious ass twitching and flexing as she pushed herself up from the low seat and stood up.
Every aspect of my mother's daily life was such a sexy highlight that I tried not to miss a single one.
As she walked across the parking lot, accompanied by her personal butler and bodyguard, Yuki, and a retinue of other guards, she naturally draped her arm around my shoulders.
The heavy breast pressed against my back through her forearm.
Glancing down, I saw the swell of her magnificent tits that I so desperately wanted to touch, straining against her shirt. Even the sheer proximity was enough to make my heart begin to beat like crazy.
But all good things must come to an end, and so the moment we stepped inside the main building, my mother's arm dropped from my shoulders.
"Alright, step aside... Next person, come forward."
On one side, a bored-looking staff member was yelling out the results, and the long, snaking line of prospective awakenees shuffled forward.
Normally, it wouldn't be this crowded, but with the new semester starting and admissions deadlines looming, everyone was scrambling to register and not waste a year of their life.
Obviously, I wasn't one of them. I bypassed the entire line with a few of my bodyguards and my mother.
We were being escorted by the head of this very branch, who was one of our own men and was currently chatting with my mother.
The onlookers were green with envy, but after seeing my mother and the branch head, nobody dared to complain.
'Hunter Academy may be government-run and have an egalitarian motto, but in a capitalist jungle, money and power still talk first.'
In addition, the Shimizu family was a major contributor and sponsor of the Hunter Association, so I was naturally accorded VIP treatment.
But I paid it all no mind. My eyes were looking for a particular person.
Lucky for me, I didn't have to look for long before I saw her.
'Found you!'