At this moment, the milf lover Shuichi Chiba was having di the Yoshinoya oreet er, while cheg the system's new message notifications in his mind.

  [Fumika Ogawa Sense of Belonging +10, Administrator Monthly Sary +100,000 Yen.]

  "That makes my monthly sary 500,000 yen now… definitely much better than part-time work." He muttered to himself, seemingly pleased that Fumika Ogawa was very happy and quite easy to get along with.

  However, turning his attention to Sayuki Ogaitiable Sense of Belonging score of 10, Shuichi Chiba felt a bit of a headache. pared to the "easily manageable" Fumika, this younger sister was genuinely difficult to handle.

  After quickly finishing his dinner and gng at the pin-looking male store ma Yoshinoya, Shuichi Chiba once again sidered the idea of repg the store manager.

  Returning home lost in thought, Shuichi Chiba turned on the lights as he entered and immediately noticed the small box he had casually left on the bed in the m.

  pelled, he ope and took out the stogs to look at.

  The delightful sensations from earlier when he had his ears ed resurfaced in his mind—the soft, voluptuous thighs, the perky, body-hugging skirt, the rich fragrance, and the slightly bigger boobs—all of which were difficult to resist.

  Shuichi Chiba sighed, put the stogs bato the box, and stored them aroperly. "It's a bit overwhelming. I o take a cold shower." He said as he looked at his boner.

  The heat was barely subdued but still inguished.

  That night, Shuichi Chiba dreamt again of soft, white clouds enveloping him as he drifted along the Sumida River.

  This time, the clouds felt even more real, apanied by a lingering fragra his he time had turo midnight, and the Milky Way looked like glossy bck silk.

  ...

  The day, Shuichi Chiba didn’t set an arm but was woken up by the sound of the doorbell.

  Still in his pajamas and half-asleep, he went downstairs to open the door, and there stood Sayuki Ogawa.

  Sayuki gave Shuichi a pyful look, then handed him a small box. “Fresh stuff, have some with drinks, but be sure to take it easy.”

  "..." Shuichi g her speechlessly, thinking to himself, ‘You're tellio take it easy, but you're still givihis stuff? And besides, I haven’t done anything, okay?’

  Still, he took the box without much thought.

  “When my gym’s renovations are done, I’ll help you train properly. Otherwise, I’m afraid your body might not hold up.”

  As she spoke, Sayuki gnced downward at the Chiba’s m wood and was surprised when she saw the huge outline. She suppressed her shod ented in a mischievous tone, “Oh? Looks det enough. Should be able to satisfy my sister.”

  Shuichi, who had been barely awake, suddenly so full attention. He didn’t even bother to hide his frustration, only responding with a heavy sigh and bck lines across his face,

  “I didn’t expeeone as beautiful as you, Sayuki-san, to speak so... boldly? Holy, it startled me a bit.”

  Sayuki’s beautiful eyes shifted casually as she replied, unfazed, “Wouldn’t it be weird to still act shy like a little girl at this age? If you want to hear unfiltered talk, listen to the housewives from those housing plexes. Even married men ’t ha.”

  "But I’m not a married man," Shuichi Chiba said shamelessly, pying the i. "Your behavior is already b on i."

  Sayuki Ogawa shot him a sidelong gnce. "What, are you going to call the police?"

  Shuichi Chiba gave a resigned smile. "If it were someoher than someone as beautiful as you, Sayuki-san, I might actually sider it. After all, a guy out alone should protect himself."

  "Hmph, smooth talker." Sayuki replied, rolling her eyes in a rather attractive manner.

  At that moment, Fumika Ogawa hurriedly ran up, her gray knitted sweater fluttering with each step.

  Breathing heavily, she burst into the ma offid, upon seeing Shuichi Chiba—specifically, the small box in his hand—she bolted out as if she had uedly entered a tourist in the deep forest, fleeing in a flurry of panic.

  “What’s going on?” Shuichi Chiba asked Sayuki, puzzled about why Fumika seemed even more embarrassed than before.

  Sayuki shrugged, equally fused. “I’ll go find out.”

  With that, she left Shuichi Chiba ao chase after her sister.

  Fumika hadn't gone far; she was anxiously stamping her feet against the wall outside, unsure of what to do. She was frustrated that her mischievous sister hadn’t even warned her...

  “What’s wrong with you?” Sayuki suddenly spped her sister’s shoulder from behind.

  Fumika Ogawa let out a small gasp, then clutched her chest and tried to steady her rag heartbeat. “N-no, it’s nothing. Sayuki, please don’t just give my stogs to Shuichi-kuime.”

  “But hasn’t it beeablished that he’s ied in ys? He definitely won’t reject these. What’s there to worry about?” Sayuki said, looking at her sister with curiosity. As twins, she knew Fumika well, and this rea seemed a bit unusual.

  “It’s... it’s different…” Fumika's gaze wandered, avoiding direct eye tact.

  Sayuki observed her with narrowed eyes and, with a hint of mencholy, remarked, “Now that you have a man, you’ve fotten your sister and even have secrets from me.”

  “No, that’s not true…” Fumika’s face turned bright red, but she couldn’t bring herself to discuss the matter and hurriedly said, “I-I’m going to che the renovatiress,” before quickly making her escape.

  …..

  Meanwhile, Shuichi Chiba went back upstairs, did some exercise, quickly washed up, ged into his usual clothes, and decided to open the small box.

  Although it wasn't as unique as the ripped stogs from st time, he felt certain it was the same pair he had touched yesterday.

  "How am I supposed to hahis?" Shuichi muttered to himself, a bit frustrated. He wasn't pnning to use the stogs for anything, but it was being increasingly difficult to ighe situation.

  He put the sed pair of stogs away, st them in the et with the previous ones. Before he could head out for a meal, he received a message from An Akiyama.

  She had already arrived at Chikase Street with her mother.

  Shuichi Chiba grabbed a slice of bread from the fridge after drinking milk and headed out the door.

  The street, a bit over a hundred meters long, was quickly covered by him. From a distance, he spotted An Akiyama, who was on tiptoe and looking around, giving off a someyful vibe.

  Today, she wasn’t in her school uniform but instead wore a light blue dress, looking very cute.

  o her was a woman with her hair tied up and hanging to one side, resembling a more mature version of An Akiyama, who was smiling warmly.

  “Css president, over here.” Shuichi Chiba called out casually, taking the slice of bread out of his mouth as he approached.

  “Oh, there he is, there he is—Shuichi-kun,” An Akiyama excimed with bright eyes, introdug him to her mother.

  “Ah, what a lovely young man.” Mrs. Akiyama said, her eyes narrowing into a smile as she thoughtfully g her slightly awkward daughter.