"You're sweet too. And remember, if you ever feel alone, just come to my house and you can play with me and my daughter." She offered me in a honey tone as I started to question weather it was just a joke or a real offer.
'...Is she saying this just to mess with me? Because if she is...'
'Then I would still do it with her... just not the daughter part.'
'Unless... let's leave that for the foreseeable future.' I stop myself from thinking anything more derogatory thoughts before something inside me awakens again that might cause more problems or… shotocon theories.
"Alright, Aunt Jenia. I'll come to play with your daughter and YOU," I said, emphasizing the last part to see if there was any hidden meaning and also saw her facial expressions to see if there was anything remotely strange about them but to my dismay…
