Haruka Yuzan finished collecting his textbooks, then returned to the villa with Chiba Shimizu.
In the afternoon, the young miss went to help out at the café, while Akibara retreated into her room to play video games.
As the sky gradually darkened, Haruka Yuzan also stepped out.
He had promised to definitely go to Harada Yukie's house for dinner today, so Haruka Yuzan had no choice but to go alone.
As he passed by the supermarket, he hesitated for a moment.
Since he was not going to Heisuke's house, this gathering would likely be just him and his friend's aunt, a private meeting between two people... Should he buy some "little umbrellas" just in case?
Ultimately, he shook his head and walked away.
He was probably overthinking it, Harada Yukie had most likely already prepared everything!
In a high-end apartment somewhere.
The warm yellow light fell gently like a soft veil, as if casting a hazy layer of seduction over everything.
On the soft sofa, the graceful figure of a beautiful mature woman appeared both present and absent, and it seemed as though invisible threads were gently entwining in the air, with faint breaths intertwined, like a low-chanting symphony, plucking at the heartstrings.
"Little Haruka, watch how I completely devour you today."
Harada Yukie stuck out her pink tongue and lightly licked the corner of her mouth, a bewitchingly seductive aura rushing over.
Just then, the apartment door was knocked. Updates are released by novel•fire.net
Dressed only in a sexy lace slip, Harada Yukie first checked through surveillance, and after confirming it was Haruka Yuzan, she remotely opened the door.
Haruka Yuzan, seeing the room's door suddenly open, was momentarily taken aback.
The light inside the room was like a hazy sheer curtain, gently enveloping every corner, the warm yellow halo delicately flickering, creating an ambiguous and hazy atmosphere.
Haruka Yuzan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that tonight either his back or his little brother would have to stay for Mrs. Harada to "fill with yogurt."
"Haruka, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and come in."
Harada Yukie's voice came from inside, and Haruka Yuzan shrugged, glanced at his towering eight-point Physical Strength Level, and without hesitation, resolutely walked in.
The ambiguous atmosphere within the room hit him full on.
In Haruka Yuzan's view, dressed in a lace slip nightgown, Harada Yukie was lying on her side on the sofa.
The nightgown was soft and clung to her body, outlining her exquisite curves.
Her breasts were full and proud, like ripe fruit, appearing and disappearing under the cover of the nightgown, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
Her delicate skin was like creamy white jade, and her subtly fluctuating contours were filled with seduction, making people's hearts race with longing.
Different from Mrs. Onodera, Harada Yukie was even more sensual and enticing.
That naturally voluptuous mature allure had stirred the restlessness in the hearts of many young men on countless nights.
"Little Haruka, come here, let your sister take a good look at you," Harada Yukie said as she lay on the sofa, beckoning Haruka Yuzan with her finger.
"Sister Yukixi, weren't you running a fever?"
Haruka Yuzan recalled what his good buddy had told him in the morning.
"My aunt has a severe fever, and she really wants to see you!" Heisuke Yonchu had said with such a serious expression that anyone would think Harada Yukie had some fatal disease.
At the time, Haruka Yuzan had his suspicions: "Heisuke, don't you find it strange?"
"What's so strange?" Heisuke Yonchu, anxious to read comics, casually placated him.
"Why does your aunt want to see me when she's got a fever? Don't you think that's odd?"
Haruka Yuzan certainly didn't believe Harada Yukie would so easily expose their relationship.
Heisuke Yonchu was startled, then pointed behind him and exclaimed loudly, "Look, a living Yukinoshita Yukino!"
Before Haruka Yuzan could turn his head to look, his good buddy grabbed his backpack and bolted, shouting as he ran, "Mr. Haruka, remember to check on my aunt!"
Haruka Yuzan felt a headache coming on, but when he turned around, he was in for more pain.
Indeed, there was Yukinoshita Yukino behind him—Chiba Shimizu was calmly looking at him.
After returning home with the girl, they parted ways, and Haruka Yuzan, right on time for dinner, arrived at Harada Yukie's place.
Harada Yukie was also somewhat perplexed.
Her order to her nephew for today was to bring Haruka Yuzan over by any means necessary, no matter what excuse or pretext was used.
Was that rascal saying she had a fever?
With that thought, Harada Yukie immediately feigned a weak appearance, with her hand on her forehead and her cheeks flushed, her eyes looking dazed:
"Ah, I really do have a fever. Doctor Chunri, could you check on me? It would be best if you could give me an injection."
There Haruka Yuzan stood, stunned, looking at the woman in front of him who seemed to be possessed by a drama queen. He was baffled.
It was more like 'feverish' in a whole different sense!