Haruto's voice was deep, sending a shiver down through her spine. His hand firmly squeezed her big, round, soft buttocks, eliciting a gasp as her cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment.
She hated this, he was her son, this was inappropriate, but for some reason her body reacted differently.
She glanced over her shoulder, noticing Haruka watching them suspiciously, making her sweat start to come down from her temple, panicked.
Her heart raced, her breath hitching as she felt the heat of the moment building between them.
"Haruto, you can't do this to me, this is wrong. I'm your mother." she moaned and murmured, her voice was low.
"What do you mean, Mother?"
Haruto's tone was teasing, his smile widening as he leaned closer, brushing his lips against her ear.
"You'll have to be clearer than that."
His words sent a rush of heat through her, making her thighs press together as her desire grew.
"Hnnggg…"
Especially when he squeezed it more harder and his fingers moved to the dangerous zone, eliciting another moan from her.
[Chiyo Libido Percentage increased by 10%]
"Ugh… stop… squeezing my bottom," she managed to say, her voice trembling, frustrated but also horny.
"Hmm… but father never touched you, did he? You're a sad, lonely housewife."
Haruto taunted, his hand sliding lower until his middle finger pressed against her cunt through the fabric of her tight pants, tracing a path that made her body arch involuntarily. A soft moan escaped her lips.
"Nnngghhh… Haruto…" she whimpered, the more she resisted, the more her body craved his touch and she was weak against it.
'I should resist, I should push him and say no.' she thought, but her body wouldn't move. Her hands were on the kitchen set, supported her body.
[Congratulations!]
[You have successfully completed the first quest: Lonely Married Woman - Part I.]
[Rewards are now available in your mailbox.]
[Target Status Update]
[Lust Affinity: 10/100]
[Host Status Update.]
[Level 1 -> Level 3]
Haruto's smile widened as he withdrew his hand.
"But you're right, I shouldn't have done this," he said, his tone mockingly sincere, leaving her pussy lonely.
Her arousal left her feeling ashamed, especially as she felt the dampness between her legs.
She shot him a frustrated look, as he straightened up, pretending to act nonchalant.
WhilebHaruto's eyes flicked to the status notifications hovering in front of him.
'Huh, there's even a status for the target,' he mused, intrigued by the level of detail in the system.
[Do you want to view Chiyo Hayase's updated status?]
[Yes/No]
Haruto nodded in agreement. The screen updated, revealing her status:
[Target Status]
[Name: Chiyo Hayase]
[Age: 35]
[Status: Married]
[Libido Percentage: 80%]
[Seduction Resistance: 60/100]
[Mental Manipulation Resistance: 70/100]
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[Deprivation Matrix]
[Obsession: 0/100]
[Corruption: 0/100]
[Lust Affinity: 10/100]
[Emotional Bond: 0/100]
—-----------------------------
[Current Objective]
[Primary Goal: Complete all related quests, complete all the Deprivation Matrix into 100/100 and fully subjugate Chiyo Hayase.]
As Haruto absorbed the information, he continued moving, balancing plates of eggs, soup, and rice for a simple breakfast.
He placed them carefully on the table, his mind still partially focused on the system's intricacies.
'Hm… the Deprivation Matrix needs to be raised, huh? Interesting.'
[Yes!]
[All interactions with the target will influence the Deprivation Matrix, which will fluctuate based on your actions.]
[Deprivation Matrix will directly affect the potency of your skills and the status effects applied to the host.]
'I see… I need to explore this system more,' he thought, a plan already forming in his mind.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
His sister's voice snapped him back to reality. He quickly dismissed the system interface and turned his attention to her, masking his thoughts with a casual smile.
"Nothing, just thinking the food looks good," he replied smoothly, glancing at Chiyo seated beside him.
His hand subtly slid under the table, resting on her ample thigh, making her shiver at the unexpected touch.
"Th-thank you, Haruto," Chiyo stammered, her voice betraying her nervousness as she tried to keep her composure.
She struggled not to react as his hand inched closer to her pussy, his fingers brushing against her in a way that sent heat rushing through her body.
"What's so good about this?" Haruka asked skeptically, lifting an egg roll with her chopsticks. "It tastes fine."
"You think so?" Haruto replied nonchalantly, his hand continuing its slow, deliberate movement.
He watched as Chiyo's face flushed a deep red, her expression troubled as she fought to keep her reactions hidden.
"Mmmhhh…" she bit back a moan, her legs shifting uncomfortably under the table as she tried to maintain her composure.
Haruka and her husband exchanged a curious glance, noticing her unusual behavior.
"Haruto, please… not here," Chiyo whispered urgently, her voice barely audible as she leaned closer, trying not to draw any more attention.
"Oh? So it's okay if we do it somewhere else?" Haruto whispered back, his tone playful yet laced with intent.
His fingers found their way to her crotch, pressing against her already wet pants and moving around it, teasing her pussy and pressing down her clit.
The sensation sent a jolt through her, and she bit her lip to stifle a gasp.
[Chiyo Libido Percentage increased by 10%]
[Seduce her more to max her libido points, and the host will get a bonus on the increase of the Deprivation Matrix!]
"Ah!"
Chiyo couldn't hold back the small cry that escaped her as his fingers pressed more firmly.
Her legs jerked involuntarily, bumping the table, and her chopsticks slipped from her trembling hand.
She quickly lowered her head, hiding her flushed face as she tried to regain control.
Haruto smiled, satisfied with her reaction, while Chiyo's mind raced, torn between embarrassment and the growing need he was stoking within her.
"Are you alright?" Haruka asked, her voice tinged with concern as she noticed Chiyo's trembling form.
"It's… It's fine," Chiyo replied, though her voice wavered, her body still quivering from his fingers.
"Chiyo, get the hell out of here if you're sick or something. You're disturbing my appetite," their father, Akito, barked, his voice harsh and slurred.
His face was flushed, and he staggered slightly, still under the influence of alcohol from the night before.
"I-I'm sorry," Chiyo mumbled, quickly rising from her seat.
She hurriedly tidied up her plates and bowl, her hands shaking as she tried to avoid further confrontation.
Without meeting anyone's eyes, she left the dining table, her steps hurried and unsteady.
Haruto's heart tightened with guilt as he watched her retreating figure. He wanted to follow her, to apologize, but as he moved to stand, Haruka kicked his leg under the table, giving him a quick shake of her head.
Her eyes were wide with fear, silently pleading with him not to leave her with their father.
Reluctantly, Haruto remained seated, his gaze lingering on the door Chiyo had exited through.
He stayed until both he and Haruka had finished their meal, neither of them willing to engage in conversation with their volatile father.
They both hastily left the dining table as soon as they could.
As they walked down the hallway toward their rooms, Haruka suddenly spoke up, her voice breaking the uneasy silence.
"Brother, you're going to the temple, right? I'll come with you!" She hugged his arm tightly, her usual cheerfulness returning as she looked up at him with a smile.
Haruto looked down at his sister, a gentle smile spreading across his face. Having a second chance to be with his sister, to protect her, and to seek revenge for the wrongs they had suffered gave him a new purpose in life.
This time, he wouldn't let anything go wrong.
"Sure, let's go together," he replied, his voice warm and reassuring as he patted her head affectionately.