Kamikawa House.
7:39 PM.
Naoki sat alone at the dining table, only accompanied by the clinking sound of a spoon hitting a plate. Tenka had sent a brief message a few hours ago, telling him to eat first because the pile of work at headquarters forced her to return home later than her usual schedule.
After finishing the last spoonful, Naoki stood up and brought his dirty plate to the sink. There, a pile of cooking utensils was already waiting. With ingrained movements, he took the apron hanging on the wall, put it on, and began washing dishes calmly.
He was very accustomed to this independence. Both in this life and in his past, the role of a single man wasn't new to him.
Of course, Naoki in his previous life hadn't been single all his life. There was a time when he came home to a wife's welcoming smile—a time when the dining table wasn't filled with just one plate. But all that ended when he discovered his wife's affair. His work as a National Intelligence Agency officer required him to often be on external assignments, leaving home for months. And when he returned, there was another man filling the void he had left.
That traumatic experience shaped Naoki's personality to be very selective in forming relationships. Although in this world the social structure had shifted and placed men as second-class citizens, Naoki still held to his principles.
In fact, during his time at Kaminoge High School, Naoki had several times received confessions from female students. Some sent love letters, some invited him on dates, some even openly declared their interest. But one by one he rejected them—not out of arrogance, but because he didn't want to repeat the same mistake.
A relationship where the woman was dominant, where he had to submit and accept arbitrary treatment, wasn't something he could tolerate.
"..."
Finished washing dishes, Naoki dried his hands with a towel, then opened the refrigerator. His old red eyes caught a plastic container containing an intact ice cream sundae. He took it, along with one clean spoon from the drawer.
He walked to the living room, turning on the TV with the remote. The last watched channel was an anime show—something about adventurers in a fantasy world that happened to be airing a new episode. He sat on the sofa while scooping ice cream, devouring the dessert heartily.
"Hah~ sweet taste is perfect for relieving headaches."
The cold sensation on his tongue spread to his temples, making him close his eyes with a peaceful expression. The next spoonful went in, then the next. Spoonful after spoonful, the ice cream diminished.
"Using «Golden Hour» to stop time three times in one day is really excessive. My mental stamina is quite drained."
Naoki rubbed his temples with his fingers, feeling the faint pulse that still remained.
"Normally, Time Stop is a trump card to reverse the situation in a life-and-death battle. Whereas I... I'm actually using it to harass women."
"I wonder what Yachiho would think if she knew how I'm misusing her Blessing."
Naoki quickly scooped ice cream into his mouth while watching TV. On screen, that anime's main character had just unleashed his ultimate move defeating a giant monster. The special effects sparkled, accompanied by epic music that stirred the spirit.
Once that anime episode ended, he pressed the remote button, switching the broadcast to the national news channel. The TV screen immediately displayed chaotic visuals. A female presenter with a rapid speaking tone reported a dramatic incident that was ongoing.
"We're reporting live from central Tokyo, where a group of female criminals armed with Peach Blessing abilities just attempted to rob the central bank. As seen on screen, the perpetrators are using kinetic manipulation to destroy the steel vault—"
The camera switched to show a street brawl scene. Female police officers also equipped with Peach Blessings were seen performing tactical maneuvers. One officer created a transparent protective wall to block projectile attacks, while another colleague shot forward with super speed, taking down the robbers with locking techniques enhanced by supernatural energy. Within minutes, the criminals were kneeling in handcuffs.
"This is what happens when superpowers become commonplace in society. Crime rates skyrocket."
Naoki wasn't surprised by that news. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened.
Every week there were always reports—robberies, assaults, even murders—all using Peach Blessings.
When all of humanity suddenly gained superpowers, broadly speaking humans were faced with two fundamental choices regarding how they lived in this new reality.
First choice: use power responsibly—protect the weak, uphold justice, contribute to society.
Second choice: abuse power—plunder, oppress, forcibly take what isn't their right.
"Although I'm reluctant to admit it, only women getting superpowers from Peaches isn't entirely bad."
According to history books, in the early days when the Mato dimension appeared and Peaches were known to give women superpowers, chaos occurred everywhere. Abuse of power for personal gain was rampant before governments were finally able to make appropriate regulations.
"The world would be more chaotic if men also awakened Peach Blessings. I'm enough as the exception."
Men understand fellow men very well. Naoki was certain, if men gained the same access, the ambition surging within them would drag the world into a vortex of far more destructive warfare.
In this world, there was never a shortage of people with delusions of becoming absolute rulers.
*SRING!*
Suddenly, space in the middle of the living room distorted. A pitch-black portal opened, accompanied by strands of white bird feathers falling slowly onto the carpet.
Tenka stepped out, but this time she wasn't wearing a military uniform, but cream-colored silk pajamas, her silver hair hanging wet, a faint soap aroma accompanying her.
"I'm home~"
"Welcome back, Tenka."
Naoki stopped his serious train of thought, welcoming his girlfriend whose relationship with him had developed not far different from a married couple. Living together, eating together, sleeping in the same room—only one piece of paper they hadn't signed.
"You look tired."
Not a question, but a statement. Tenka had memorized the small changes in Naoki's face very well.
Naoki shrugged. "Yeah, a little. Don't think about it."
"Naoki-kun ❤️ look here ❤️"
With slow movements that felt deliberate, her slender fingers touched the pajama buttons. One by one released, opening the fabric covering her chest. The pajamas split open, revealing her braless breasts exposed under the living room lamp light.
"Gulp."
Naoki swallowed. The fatigue that had been haunting his mind seemed to evaporate just like that, replaced by an exploding adrenaline rush. When Tenka sat beside him, he didn't waste time burying his face in those soft breasts, inhaling the calming scent of the girl's body.
"Oh~ immediately enthusiastic, you ❤️"
Tenka's voice sounded amused mixed with satisfaction. Her hand stroked Naoki's white hair gently, her fingers slipping between strands, caressing his scalp.
"Ehehe... You're like a real baby." Her voice trembled slightly.
Naoki's cheek felt Tenka's heartbeat beginning to race. His hand moved up, squeezing the other breast, his thumb rotating the nipple with just the right pressure.
"Aah..."
A soft moan escaped Tenka's lips. Her body responded. They had done this too often, their bodies knew each other's rhythm.
The passion between them didn't take long to peak. Under the dim living room light, Tenka's pajamas soon ended up on the floor, followed by Naoki's clothes.
Tenka laid her body on the sofa, pulling Naoki to be on top of her. The sofa usually used for watching TV now became a silent witness to their hot passionate struggle.
Every movement of Naoki felt full of urgency, as if wanting to pour all the day's burdens into Tenka's body.
Tenka reciprocated by wrapping her slender legs around Naoki's waist, letting out small moans that increasingly spurred the tempo of their play.
In that quiet living room, only the sound of labored breathing and rhythmic physical contact could be heard. They merged in intense harmony, burning the remaining stamina until reaching the peak of mutual satisfaction, leaving all the complexities of the outside world behind their house door.
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