On the second floor of the Abandoned Hospital, as Yukito Mizuki and the others walked up the stairs, they immediately discovered that the situation here was completely different from the first floor. Although the corridor was also piled with quite a bit of abandoned debris and garbage, it felt exceptionally quiet here.
Moreover, the corridor on the second floor of the hospital seemed to be shrouded in a faint mist, and one could even smell a faint fragrance in the air.
The floor, walls, and ceiling of the corridor were covered in vines or the roots of some kind of plant, which made Yukito Mizuki suspect whether the plant growing here happened to be in its flowering period, which was why he could smell the fragrance.
Yukito couldn't describe the scent he smelled; the sweet, cloying aroma felt like both flower fragrance and the body scent emitted by a woman. He couldn't think of what kind of plant flower would have this kind of scent for the time being.
"Aunt Shiranui, Sister Rinko, Yukikaze, and Ms. Yatsu Murasaki, do you smell anything?"
"I feel like the fragrance permeating the air seems a bit off, but I can't quite put my finger on what exactly is wrong."
The further Yukito walked into the depths, the more intense the fragrance in the air became, which made him involuntarily turn his head to look at Shiranui and the others like Rinko beside him.
"Yukito-chan, what fragrance? There's no fragrance here. Are you mistaken about something?"
"Is the fragrance you smell like this scent?"
On the second-floor corridor of the Abandoned Hospital, Yukito Mizuki stopped and looked at Shiranui and the others beside him, only to find that Rinko, Yukikaze, and Yatsu Murasaki seemed as if they hadn't heard him at all. They continued walking into the distance on their own until their figures completely disappeared from his sight.
And just at that moment, Shiranui, who was beside Yukito, suddenly reached out and pulled him into her embrace.
Yukito's head was directly pressed into those enormous, full breasts. Even through a layer of clothing, he could still feel the warmth, softness, and yet resilient, marvelous sensation.
With his head pressed between his aunt's large breasts, Yukito Mizuki faintly seemed to smell a familiar fragrance.
Was the faint fragrance he smelled when he ascended to the second floor of the hospital not the scent of some plant's flowers at all, but rather the fragrance belonging to Shiranui herself?
"Yukito-chan, is the strange fragrance you said you smelled earlier something like this?"
"If Yukito-chan likes it, would you like to have a taste..."
Shiranui Mizuki, who had pulled Yukito into her embrace, suddenly curled the corners of her lips into a bewitching, alluring smile at that moment. As Yukito raised his head slightly, she extended a finger and gently traced a line across the chest area of her form-fitting combat suit.
Shiranui Mizuki's already scant form-fitting combat suit was instantly slit open. Without the constraint of clothing, the two large, soft boobs, snow-white and tipped with a touch of crimson, leaped forth, fully revealing their true form before Yukito's eyes.
"Gulp~!"
Seeing such a stimulating scene before him, Yukito couldn't help but recall the time when he had first crossed over to this world as a child and was taken in by Shiranui.
Back then, Shiranui Mizuki might have been spurred by maternal instincts, her motherly love overflowing.
She completely treated him as her own child, showering him with endless care, wishing to be inseparable every moment, whether bathing or sleeping at night.
He had indeed seen Shiranui's beautiful body without clothes before.
However, at that time, due to the crossing, Yukito's body had become that of a child only six or seven years old.
Even though he was so intimately close to a mature, beautiful, and voluptuous young lady like Shiranui Mizuki every day—during baths, her skin as smooth and lustrous, her oppai larger than his head, her perfectly round and perky buttocks fully displayed before him—he could only look on helplessly.
After all, at six or seven years old, even if he had any thoughts, his body's conditions weren't mature yet!
However, times have changed. The current Yukito is certainly no longer the six or seven-year-old child from back then!
He's a seventeen-year-old boy in the prime of adolescence, full of vigor, with normal development and orientation. A voluptuous, mature woman like Shiranui inherently holds great attraction for him. And now, Shiranui is deliberately showing such a seductive side in front of him. That he can restrain himself from giving in to beastly impulses on the spot is already a testament to his strong willpower.
Yet, even as Yukito tried his utmost to shift his gaze away from his aunt's full, soft boobs, his body had already responded with stark honesty.
Yukito was already held in Shiranui Mizuki's embrace, their bodies pressed close together.
Although it was the depths of winter, both Yukito and Shiranui were dressed rather lightly.
This also made it difficult for some of Yukito's instinctive physical reactions to escape the notice of Shiranui, who was pressed so closely against him.
Even through several layers of fabric, Shiranui Mizuki could still clearly feel something, as hot as a branding iron, pressing against her lower abdomen.
"Ara~!"
"It seems Yukito-chan has really grown up. This must feel quite uncomfortable, right."
"Do you need me to help you relax a bit? Although Yukito-chan has grown up now, I'm always ready for you to come and act spoiled with me!"
A faint blush appeared on Shiranui Mizuki's cheeks as she gazed intently at Yukito before her. One hand caressed his chest, beginning to slowly move downward.
Looking at Shiranui before him, her face like a peach blossom, charming and captivating, Yukito's mind couldn't help but waver slightly.
He admitted he harbored some thoughts about Shiranui, but that was completely understandable, right? After all, what boy with a normal orientation would be completely unmoved by a mature, voluptuous woman like Shiranui?
Although Yukito admitted he craved Shiranui's body, he was also keenly aware that Shiranui Mizuki had always regarded him as a child, just like Yukikaze.
Even though at home she often liked to parade around in various sexy, revealing clothes in front of him, something like what just happened—using a seductive tone to tempt him and even proactively offering to help quell the flames of desire ignited within him—was absolutely impossible.
"Could it be that I've fallen into an illusion, an Illusionary Realm?"
"Or has Shiranui been drugged with an aphrodisiac and is now completely dominated by desire?"
At the last moment, Yukito grabbed Shiranui's hand as it reached for his waist. The three black tomoe in his crimson eyes began to spin rapidly.
Earlier, he had been captivated by the snowy whiteness of Shiranui's chest, momentarily overlooking many things.
He had forgotten the unusual behavior of Rinko, Yukikaze, and Yatsu Murasaki, who had come to the second floor with him. Logically, the three of them couldn't have suddenly disappeared, nor would they ignore his words and simply walk past him.
Recalling the strange points he had encountered earlier, Yukito Mizuki grew increasingly suspicious that he might be under a genjutsu or trapped in some Illusionary Realm.
"Yukito-chan, judging by your body's reaction, you clearly desire it very much! You want your aunt!"
"There's no need to hold back. Let me help you relax. I'll let you experience a pleasure you've never felt before, so just leave it to me."
Seeing Yukito grab her hand, the Shiranui Mizuki before him showed no sign of anger. Instead, she actively leaned close to Yukito's ear, whispering softly.
Yukito Mizuki could even feel Shiranui's breath, the warm air landing on his earlobe, stirring a Unexplained restless feeling in his heart. His body also seemed to honestly begin to grow restless!
The more Shiranui tempted him like this, the more convinced Yukito became that the Shiranui Mizuki before him at this moment was definitely not the real Shiranui. He must be under a genjutsu!
Thinking this, Yukito couldn't help but channel the Chakra within his body, using his three-tomoe Sharingan to carefully observe his surroundings.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find any evidence of being under a genjutsu. This made Yukito somewhat doubt whether he was actually under a genjutsu or trapped in some Illusionary Realm.
Somewhat stubbornly, Yukito formed hand seals, erupted his Chakra, and shouted loudly, "Release!"
He had intended to use his own method to dispel the genjutsu, but it seemed this action had no effect at all!
Discovering that his methods were utterly useless, Yukito couldn't help but feel disheartened. Burying his head in the softness of Shiranui's boobs, he thought maybe he should just wait for Shiranui and the others to notice his abnormality and wake him up.
"Yukito-chan, it seems you really like oppai, don't you? I remember when Yukito-chan was little and slept with me, you'd always wake up the next morning with one hand on my chest."
"Even from childhood, it was clear Yukito-chan is a boy who's quite possessive of his food!"
Shiranui Mizuki's words made Yukito recall those childhood days once again.
Making him subconsciously open his mouth and give a gentle bite.
"Ah~!"
And just as Yukito bit down, a surprised gasp suddenly sounded in his ear.
Immediately afterward, Yukito felt a sharp pain in his waist. The scene before his eyes also changed; it seemed he had successfully broken free from the Illusionary Realm!