The next morning, sunlight poured through the kitchen windows as Jin finished breakfast and Mira, leaning against the doorframe with a cup of coffee in her hands, watched him with a playful smile that hadn't faded since last night.
"Have a good time, Jin-kun~"
He left the house, feeling Mira's gaze pinned to the back of his neck until he turned the corner.
Walking under the morning sun, he mentally reviewed the details of the visit. Kyōka had invited him to her home as thanks for helping her days earlier.
A simple visit, a casual lunch. Nothing complicated, but he knew first impressions mattered, and showing up empty handed wasn't an option.
He detoured to a fruit shop. He examined the options and selected a premium fruit basket. It wasn't a flashy gift, but it had just the right formality for a first visit without looking like he was trying too hard.
Gift in hand, he boarded the train heading toward the Tachibana family home.
...
"This must be it..."
Standing in front of a nice three story residence, Jin checked the house number against the address Mira had sent him.
The neighborhood was quiet, well kept, with small gardens and low fences that gave it a cozy, family oriented feel.
After confirming the address, he sent a message: "Miss Kyōka, I'm at the door."
And the response didn't come through his phone.
Barely a second later, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from inside, approaching quickly until they stopped just on the other side. The deadbolt turned and the door swung wide open.
There stood Kyōka.
The image Jin had of her until now was that of a formal woman. But what he found at the door was a radically different version.
She wore a white dress with thin straps that left her shoulders bare, simple and summery, while a light blue apron with flowers cinched her waist, tied with a bow at the back that accentuated the contrast between the narrowness of her waist and the fullness of everything else.
She was the same woman and at the same time she wasn't.
Kyōka's domestic side was devastatingly charming in a way he hadn't anticipated.
"Please, come in quick, Jin-kun! Lunch will be ready any minute." Smiling sweetly, she stepped aside to let him through.
Jin walked in and, as he passed by her, held out the fruit basket. "First visit. A small gesture."
Taking the gift, Kyōka looked at him with genuine surprise that transformed into a pleased smile.
"You're a sweetheart..." She shook her head softly. "I'm the one who should be thanking you for your help... and you ended up spending your money on us."
"It's the least I could do."
Jin returned her smile and followed her into the house.
The living room gave off a warm elegance, the kind of space that feels cared for without being pretentious. Light toned furniture, plants placed in the corners that added brushstrokes of life, and shelves with books interspersed between small figurines that told the story of a family with good taste.
The midday sunlight flooded the space through the wide windows, creating a play of light and shadow on the wooden floor that gave the place a cinematic feel.
Scanning the room, Jin sat down on the couch.
Everything was immaculate.
Kyōka probably ran her household with the same meticulousness she brought to everything in her life.
"I'll go make you some tea." Smiling at him, Kyōka spun on her heels toward the kitchen and the natural sway of her hips as she walked made the apron bow swing gently over the lower curve of her back, and the dress skirt brushed against her buttocks with every step.
Jin watched her before turning his gaze to a family photo hanging on the wall.
A moment later, she returned holding a tray with a pretty glass teapot set that let the amber liquid inside show through.
"Here you go."
Leaning over the table to pour for him, her loose neckline fell slightly, revealing the lush skin of her breasts and the deep valley between them, framed by the edge of the dress like a painting nobody asked for but everyone would appreciate.
The posture, the angle, the generosity of the view... everything seemed perfectly accidental.
But Jin was starting to suspect that with this woman, nothing was accidental.
Even so, he devoured those breasts for a second that stretched like taffy, searing them into his retinas, and then focused on the tea.
The steam rose in front of him like a curtain.
"There. Try it, it's my special black tea." Kyōka slid the cup in front of him.
Taking the cup, Jin brought it to his lips.
The steam gave off an intense, earthy aroma with floral notes that blended with the fragrance of the house.
He took a long sip, letting the strong and unexpectedly complex flavor invade his palate.
His eyebrows rose.
"This is way too good... it's the best black tea I've ever had."
He said it looking her directly in the eyes, without a gram of exaggeration. He'd tried expensive teas, cheap teas, teas Mira made at home.
None of them compared to this.
A smile of complete satisfaction lit up Kyōka's face.
"I'm glad you like it." She pressed a hand to her cheek, visibly pleased. "I'll go prepare lunch. In the meantime... you can get to know my daughters."
She turned toward the stairs. "Yuika, Koharu! Our guest is here. Come down and say hello!"
"Coming!"
Two answers arrived in unison from upstairs, followed by the echo of hurried footsteps.
Kyōka turned back to Jin and winked at him with a knowing look, before disappearing into the kitchen.
Meanwhile, he stood up the instant two female silhouettes appeared at the top of the stairs.
And just as he'd guessed from the sound of the footsteps, one was calm and the other was practically skipping the steps two at a time.
"Hey, I'm Jin." He offered them a friendly smile as he waited at the foot of the stairs.
"Hello, Jin-kun."
The young woman walking in front returned the greeting softly. She had brown hair falling to her waist, a direct inheritance from Kyōka that framed an adorable face with delicate features.
But from the shoulders down, that innocence became a lie. The genetic inheritance manifested in its fullness: full breasts that strained the fabric of her shirt, a narrow waist that flared into wide, fleshy hips, and thick thighs that her casual shorts barely contained. All packaged in a body that had no right belonging to a girl with that angel face.
And her downcast gaze, and the way she kept her hands clasped in front of her lap gave away a submissive personality.
"I'm Tachibana Koharu. You can call me Koharu." Performing a small bow, she looked up and gestured toward the figure coming behind her.
"She's my older sister, Tachibana Yuika."
"You can call me Yuika."
The girl who appeared behind Koharu spoke naturally. She was direct. "So you're the one who saved Mom?... Thanks!"
Where Koharu was softness and shyness, Yuika was fire. A stunning woman with big, expressive eyes that sparkled with inexhaustible energy. She wore her black hair pulled up in a high ponytail, and her athletic, blazing figure betrayed hours of constant training.
She wore an extremely tight white sports top that outlined her large breasts, and her skin gleamed with fresh sweat from a workout she clearly hadn't bothered to clean up from before coming down.
When she locked her gaze on Jin's face, something sparked in her eyes and it wasn't subtle. A glint of open, shameless desire that would have made any less experienced man take a step back.
And before Jin could brace himself, she closed the distance between them in one leap.
He took the impact of the girl's body crashing into his. Yuika wrapped her arms around his neck without the slightest hesitation, pressing herself against him with a familiarity that didn't correspond to two people who had met exactly three seconds ago.
Her breasts, warm and damp, squished against Jin's torso through the thin fabric and the smell of fresh sweat mixed with the sweet natural scent of her skin flooded his senses.
"Mom was absolutely right..." she murmured against his neck, close enough for him to feel her breath. "You're incredibly hot..."
"Sister!" Koharu quickly stepped forward with a flushed face and pulled on Yuika's arm. "Stop bothering him!"
"Okay, okay, I'm letting go."
Yuika removed her hands from Jin's neck slowly, sliding her fingers across his shoulders.
She turned toward her sister and smiled mischievously. "But Jin-kun is really handsome and his body is so hard~ Haru, do you want to touch him too~?"
"Yuika!"
Koharu's face went from pink to scarlet in record time. "If you keep up your games, I'm telling Mom!"
The threat would have worked on any other occasion, but now, Yuika simply widened her smile.
"Hehe, I'm gonna go change clothes first. You two chat."
But before going upstairs she leaned toward her sister. "Remember Mom asked us to get close to him. Good luck!"
Koharu's face turned even redder and just as she was about to say something, Yuika was already running up the stairs.
Jin's excellent hearing had allowed him to catch every word with total clarity.
Now he understood Yuika's aggressive attitude. It was Kyōka herself who was orchestrating everything from the kitchen, pushing her two daughters directly into his arms.
"Um... I'm so sorry." Koharu lowered her gaze, twisting the edge of her skirt between her fingers with obvious nervousness. "My sister is like that. She likes mean jokes. P-Please, ignore her."
"No problem." Jin smiled at her with genuine warmth, lowering his tone slightly to make her feel comfortable.
The last thing he wanted was for the poor girl to spend the rest of lunch wanting to disappear.
He gestured toward the couch. "Let's sit down. I heard you two study at Seika Jogakuin Academy, is that right?"
The change of subject was like opening a window in a stuffy room.
The tension in Koharu's shoulders visibly loosened, but upon realizing something she looked up with surprise, meeting Jin's calm and friendly expression, and the embarrassment gave way to a shy smile.
"Y-Yes, my sister and I are in our last year of middle school." She sat on the couch across from him, settling in with her hands on her knees and her back straight. "How did you know, Jin-kun?"
'He's really kind...'
This guy was nothing like what she expected from someone capable of rescuing her mother from a dangerous situation. He was... warm. Easy to be around.
"My sisters study there too. Yuna and Nina, but they're in the university division."
"Oh!... The Tsubakihara senpais!"
Hearing those names, her eyes lit up. The shyness retreated, replaced by genuine enthusiasm.
"They're really famous throughout the whole school. Nina-senpai was the captain of the track club and she's really close friends with my sister..."
Jin smiled internally.
The topic of his sisters had turned out to be the perfect key to open Koharu up.
Just as the conversation was flowing naturally, Yuika came racing down the stairs, having swapped the sweaty top for a loose shirt and shorts that still didn't leave much to the imagination.
She dropped onto the couch next to her sister.
"What are you talking about? Did I miss anything good?"
Her lively personality injected an extra dose of dynamism into the conversation. Where Koharu offered polite answers, Yuika fired off blunt comments, unfiltered jokes, and opinions that made her sister blush every two minutes.
Under her influence, the atmosphere relaxed completely, and the three of them fell into a natural rhythm of conversation.
Jin let it flow, chiming in with questions at just the right moments, laughing when appropriate, listening attentively when either of them went on about an anecdote. But beneath that facade, his mind was working.
There was a topic he needed to introduce and this was the perfect moment.
"So you two are about to enter university soon..." He asked as if it had just occurred to him. "The pressure must be enormous, right? I remember my sisters used to study really late at first."
"Mmm." Koharu's smile dimmed slightly, replaced by a heavy sigh. "The academy has excellent benefits and resources, but precisely because of that, the entrance exams are very rigorous..."
"And that's not the worst part." Yuika lowered her voice, with a mysterious expression. "I've also heard that several classmates killed themselves from too much pressure."
"Isn't that just a rumor?" Koharu frowned.
"It's true." Yuika shook her head, firm in her stance. "Don't you remember what Tomoe told us?"
'Tomoe...?'
The name shot through Jin's mind like lightning.
'Kisaragi Tomoe!'
His expression didn't change, but every fiber of his attention sharpened.
He pushed the conversation one step further. "Did the academy take any measures about it?"
"Mmm..." Tilting her head, Yuika thought about it for a moment. "It seems like they're hiring a school counselor, so it must be because of this issue."
"Jin-kun seems very interested in this matter?" Koharu watched him with some curiosity, perceptively noticing his questions.
"Not at all, just asking casually."
Jin laughed with nonchalance and steered the conversation to another topic.
School counselor... That had to be the front for the male companion system.
If his memory wasn't failing him, behind that impeccable curtain, the higher ups at that Academy were using it for disgusting purposes: a system designed to sexually exploit the students.
And now Yuna, Nina, Koharu, Yuika... all of them were inside those walls.
The friendly smile didn't leave his face as he nodded at something Yuika was saying about an eccentric teacher. But behind that mask, a decision solidified.
He needed to get deep inside that academy.
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