Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System-Chapter 43 - 42: What the hell is going in this story?

In the kitchen, two figures seemed to have completely let loose, exploring every possible form of intimacy within the hour.

There was no need to mention the kisses on each other’s delicate necks and collarbones, nor the "massage technique" that was more like playful groping right now.

But none of that was the crucial point. The most significant development was that Yukio’s kimono had somehow slipped off her beautiful sexy shoulders again, resulting in several more "hickeys" blooming across her skin.

The situation quickly spiraled out of control. The strawberries(hickeys) seemed to multiply on their own, spreading downward from her shoulders. Yukio’s snow-white skin visibly flushed crimson as the marks multiplied.

With each strawberry that bloomed lower, Yukio’s kimono slipped further down, until it finally pooled on the floor.

Stripped of her kimono, Yukio was left wearing only black lingerie and a vast expanse of strawberries covering nearly her entire body.

What did "nearly her entire body" mean?

Don’t forget that the strawberries had been spreading along the path where her kimono had slipped. When the garment slid off her shoulders, strawberries bloomed there.

When it slipped past her chest, strawberries blossomed there too.

Soon, strawberries began to bloom on her abdomen, pelvis, thighs, and other areas, not wanting to be left out.

Even the extremely sensitive inner thighs were not spared.

As a strawberry ripened there, a bead of vaginal juice drop appeared on Roland’s face.

But as usual Roland, completely disregarding Yukio’s embarrassment, insisted on pulling out his phone and taking a series of stunning photos while embracing her, more like groping her.

Keep in mind, this was the kitchen—a room that couldn’t be locked properly. Yukio stood there nearly naked for the photos. If Yuki were to burst in right now... wouldn’t she as her mother die of embarrassment?

No! Absolutely not!

Despite her inner turmoil, Yukio was already swept away. After a token struggle, her body betrayed her, ceasing all resistance. She even cooperated with Roland, posing for ten tense and erotic poses until he was satisfied. Only then did she hastily slip back into her kimono.

Phew~ Thank goodness Yuki didn’t suddenly appear. Otherwise, she’d never be able to face her again.

Yukio exhaled in relief as the tense moments end only to be restarted by Roland as he starts groping and kneading her like a dough again.

"Ahh~ Roland stop!" Yukio said with a moan but she didn’t make any move.

Just as Roland was using his Massage Technique to help Yukio reach the end of a climax, a figure happened to walk in, holding a phone.

The sudden appearance of this person startled Yukio, causing her body to tremble.

Then, right in front of her daughter, she completely climaxed.

Yukio: "..."

Yuki: "..."

The awkward scene left both mother and daughter frozen in place.

Yukio hastily clamped her legs together, terrified something might drip from beneath her kimono.

The two stared wide-eyed at each other in stunned silence for a moment. Just as Yukio was convinced she was doomed for eternity, a voice broke the tense atmosphere.

"What’s wrong, Yuki? What did you see?" Haruno’s urgent voice came through the video call. Seeing her younger sister’s sudden dazed expression, she must have witnessed something shocking.

Good! Finally, I’ve caught you two in the act!

"Nothing... Mother probably isn’t feeling well. Let’s not talk about this. I’ll go help her," Yuki said, shaking her head and quickly snapping out of her stupor.

To be honest, the moment Yuki saw her mother nestled in Roland’s arms, she almost thought her mother was having an affair with her son-in-law. It gave her quite a shock.

After all, the way they were embracing looked so ambiguous. Anyone would have misunderstood, right?

But Yuki was the top student at her school, with the highest academic ranking. Her mind worked quickly, and she soon realized her mother probably wasn’t having an affair, but rather experiencing some physical discomfort.

The way they were nestled together didn’t resemble a passionate embrace before a kiss. Instead, it looked more like Roland had caught her mother when she suddenly stumbled, resulting in her collapsing against him.

She could clearly notice how limp her mother’s body was, and how her legs were clearly unable to support her?

It seemed obvious that her mother had fallen ill.

Yukio also snapped to attention. She suddenly remembered that in her youngest daughter’s eyes, she still maintained an image of dignified authority. Moreover, her recent climaxed had been perfectly concealed by her kimono. Yuki had no idea that her mother’s limpness and trembling legs were due to her just cumming due to immoral pleasure with her son-in-law.

So, in Yuki’s eyes, her mother Yukio must have collapsed into Roland’s arms due to exhaustion.

Perfect. Then all she had to do was play along and pretend to be sick.

With that thought, Yukio hastily feigned weakness, struggling to stand upright from Roland’s embrace as if she might collapse at any moment.

Her flawless performance immediately won Yuki’s sympathy. Yuki hurriedly ended the call and rushed upstairs to help Roland support their mother.

But just then, Haruno spoke up!

Unlike her naive younger sister, Haruno didn’t believe in the supposed innocence of Roland and her mother immoral relationship. Well, maybe it is innocent, she thought, but the real question is, can you afford to be innocent?

You can only afford to be family!

That’s why Haruno refused to believe her mother was genuinely ill. Ever since Roland’s arrival, her mother health had improved daily. Even if she hadn’t fully recovered, she certainly wouldn’t be in any serious danger.

At least not to the point where Yuki needed to lend a helping hand. Haruno suspected her mother was putting on an act for Yuki, all to conceal her little affair.

I’m not as easily fooled as my sister!

"Wait! Let me check on Mother first!" Haruno urgently stopped Yuki from hanging up.

"Then go ahead and look," Yuki said, assuming her sister was simply concerned about their mother’s well-being. She turned the video camera toward their mother.

The image of Yukio holding Roland’s arm was smoothly transmitted to Haruno’s eyes.

Haruno frowned the moment she saw the scene.

Clearly, this wasn’t the same scene Yuki’s had witnessed upon entering the room. Their mother must have adjusted her posture; otherwise, Yuki wouldn’t have rushed to help her with such a normal-looking scene.

The sight Yuki had seen upon entering must have been far more compromising.

But even if Haruno knew this, she had no proof.

Damn it, they’ve slipped through again.

Still, there were no suspicious marks on them, like hickeys. They probably hadn’t gone too far, right?

If they hadn’t crossed the line, Haruno couldn’t blame her mother. After all, they had agreed that "a certain level of physical contact was permitted," and Haruno had to honor her promise, didn’t she?

"Alright, it seems Mother is simply too tired. Let’s help her back to her room to rest," Haruno said, giving up on trying to figure out what was wrong.

Unbeknownst to Haruno, the moment Yuki hung up the phone and began guiding her mother back to her room, the climaxed juices that had been pooling inside Yukio’s thighs finally gave way, trickling down her inner thighs.

Yukio felt utterly humiliated. Her own daughter was right beside her, supporting her, yet she was leaning on her while her pussy juices flowed like a river. If Yuki had glanced down, she would have surely noticed the telltale drips tracing their path.

Fortunately, Yuki was too preoccupied with her mother’s well-being to notice anything amiss. Roland, meanwhile, discreetly wiped away the drips with his foot as they walked.

Everything was perfectly concealed!

Once they reached the room, Yukio immediately excused herself to the bathroom, claiming she needed to use the toilet.

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