episode_0025

A refreshing morning after climaxing in Eleina’s body.

[Acquired HP!]

-Eleina-

[Orgasm 74 times +7,400p.]

[Internal ejaculation 11 times +2,200p]

-Irina-

[Orgasm 4 times +400p.]

[Current Total HP: 1,500->11,500p]

While she went out to cook, I checked the app and saw that I had gained a lot of points, including what I did yesterday. This should be enough to make progress with Irina.

[Be cautious.][OFF]

As of last night, this suggestion had done its job. From today, I’ll need the help of the hasty daughter.

“Time to eat~.”

“Yes!”

While sitting on the bed and organizing the necessary suggestions, I heard Eleina’s voice and went out.

“Ugh.”

Irina, whom I coincidentally met in the living room, scrunched up her face as if she saw an enemy. It was only natural, considering what she saw last night.

The atmosphere at the dining table, where we sat together as usual, was quite different from the first day.

“Master… Yaru-o-nim. Say ahh.”

“Ahm.”

Eleina, who sat close beside me, spoon-fed me the stew from the plate. Every time the spoon entered my mouth, her ample chest pressed against my arm.

“Hmph…”

Irina, sitting opposite me, glared at me as if to kill me and put the spoon in her mouth. She’ll chew up the spoon like that.

“Yaru-o-nim, is it delicious?”

“Yes. It’s delicious.”

“I made it in a hurry, so the ingredients aren’t much, but I’ll pay more attention to lunch and dinner.”

How could I complain, when the responsibility was entirely mine? Besides, all my attention was focused on the feel of her chest, so the taste itself didn’t register in my mind at all.

“Alright, open wide again.”

Even though her daughter was watching from across the table, Eleina didn’t care and aggressively leaned her body in.

“Mom. Isn’t that a bit too close, no matter what?”

Finally, Irina, unable to watch any longer, put down her spoon and spoke.

Eleina looked back and forth between me and Irina, then opened her mouth.

“Is that so? Mom is just grateful that Yaru-o-nim helped with work lately…”

“Even so, there’s no need to cling to him like that. Right now, Mom’s actions are like…”

Irina couldn’t finish her sentence and sighed. Even though I hadn’t done anything yet, a fierce glare was directed at me.

“Enough. You’ve done enough.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Mom said it, that he would only stay for a few days.”

Eleina, who usually listened to Irina’s words as gently as possible, frowned today as if uncomfortable.

“Even so, there’s no need to rush. Yaru-o-nim is doing his part sufficiently. Irina, thanks to him, your work has been cut down a lot, hasn’t it?”

“Even so…!”

“Honestly, Mom thinks it’s not bad as it is?”

At Eleina’s words, the color drained from Irina’s face. I even forgot my meal and watched the two’s argument with keen interest.

“…Mom, are you serious?”

“I’m ‘serious.’ When has Mom ever spoken idly?”

At the unhesitating reply, her tightly pressed lips trembled. She probably never expected Eleina to be so resolute. I was a bit surprised too.

“Dad. What about Dad?”

However, at the mention of her husband, Eleina’s eyebrow twitched slightly. Irina must have played her trump card.

“Clint doesn’t matter.”

Eleina glanced at my face then calmly gave that reply. It was admirable how she could so calmly tell such a blatant lie.

“It’s good that Yaru-o-nim is here and the house is lively, isn’t it? While Clint is away, he can fill his empty spot, even a little…”

“There’s no way *that kind of guy* can replace Dad!!”

*Bang-!!*

Irina, unable to contain her anger, slammed the table. With an impact strong enough to break the table, the soup in the bowl splashed onto the table. At her sudden action, Eleina also recoiled with a sharp scream.

“…I’m done eating.”

Irina, who had been huffing and puffing while staring at the table for a long time, stood up from her chair as if she had made a decision and headed towards her room. Eleina, perhaps feeling concerned, couldn’t take her eyes off her daughter’s receding back.

“Ms. Eleina.”

“Ah, yes. What is it?”

“For some reason, I’m craving dessert today.”

“Dessert, you say?”

To make it easy for her to understand, I blatantly stared at her breasts as she tilted her head. Then, Eleina placed a hand on her chest and smiled kindly as always.

“Then, I’ll go milk some for you in a bit.”

“Freshly squeezed milk from Ms. Eleina? I’m looking forward to it.”

As Eleina and I burst into laughter, Irina, who had entered her room, completely shut the door. I’ve provoked her this much, so a reaction should come soon. I looked at Irina’s closed door and continued breakfast with Eleina.

****

After finishing the meal, I wanted to drink Eleina’s milk, but unfortunately, I couldn’t. That was because Irina had dragged me out without warning. She used work as an excuse, but the only tools she brought were a bow and a quiver. Moreover, the direction we were heading was a stream not far from the house. She wouldn’t be hunting by the stream. And she wouldn’t be idly splashing around either. She must have called me out for a different purpose than work.

“Ms. Irina, you should at least tell me what we’re going to do.”

Irina didn’t reply and silently walked down the neatly arranged slope. *Trickle, trickle,* the sound of flowing water gradually grew closer.

“Ms. Irina~?”

Still no reply to the second call. Soon, we arrived at the stream, and as I stepped onto the gravel path, a cool breeze blew, sweeping through my hair. Beneath her short skirt, fluttering in front of me, her luscious butt crack was revealed without filter.

“Irina…”

“Hmph!”

Only at the third call did Irina finally react, turning her back to the flowing river and aiming an arrow at me. I showed my bewilderment and raised both arms.

“What’s wrong, Ms. Irina!”

“Don’t play innocent. I won’t fall for your act anymore.”

The bowstring stretched tighter. However, the hand holding the bowstring was trembling delicately.

“I know everything you did to Mom.”

I frowned as if genuinely troubled.

“How did you know that?”

“That’s none of your business. You brought your phone, didn’t you? You always keep it on you.”

Of course, I always carry my phone in my right pants pocket.

“Take it out and put it on the ground.”

“What if I refuse?”

“Do you think I can’t shoot? I can’t kill you, but for me now, putting a hole somewhere isn’t a problem at all.”

That’s not a bluff. This is a fantasy world where magic exists. If it’s not a fatal injury, it can be easily treated. At the very least, Eleina would actively try to treat me.

“…Alright.”

I obediently took my phone out of my pocket and placed it on a moderately large rock nearby. Irina carefully watched the process until I raised my hands again.

“Now, move back as far as you can from there.”

“Ms. Irina, what exactly are you trying to…?”

“Stop talking and move. Unless you want a hole in your leg.”

She didn’t give me a chance to open my mouth. It seems any lingering affection, no matter how small, has completely vanished.

While I retreated, Irina quickly approached the phone. The sound of gravel being stepped on echoed in the tense air. Reaching the phone, Irina released her grip on the bowstring and carefully picked up the phone.

“What are you going to do with that?”

“It goes without saying. To stop you from doing any more useless things…!”

“If you break that, Ms. Eleina will never return to normal.”

Irina, who was about to smash the phone she picked up onto the ground, froze with her arm raised at my words.

“You’ve finally shown your true colors. And how can I believe your words?”

“If you don’t believe me, Ms. Irina, do as you wish. But I’ve clearly warned you.”

“…”

She won’t be able to do it. Even if she doesn’t believe my words. As long as there’s even a slight possibility, Irina can’t break the phone. Because her top priority is to save Eleina. Irina seemed to have given up on breaking the phone and slowly lowered her raised hand.

“If I can’t break this, then there’s also the option of dealing with you first.”

“If you did that, Ms. Eleina would be sad, though. You saw at breakfast just now, didn’t you? What kind of existence I’ve become to her.”

“…You’re really trash, aren’t you?”

I agree. However, I’m merely acting like a protagonist in a hypnosis story. It would be a lie if my true feelings weren’t mixed in, though.

As if no suitable alternative came to mind, Irina unfolded her clenched fist and began to approach me. The bow and quiver slung over her shoulder fell to the ground with a dull thud.

“In other words, to resolve this situation, I have no choice but to make you do it yourself, with your own hands.”

“Since there’s no other way, you’re going to use violence?”

At my words, Irina snorted.

“Violence? It’ll be more than you can imagine. You’ll be begging me to stop, won’t you?”

I’m really curious about that. As Irina got closer, I also retreated accordingly. She fiercely grabbed me by the collar and said, her eyes bloodshot.

“Pants down.”

*Pfft.*

I almost burst out laughing. Acting really is hard. I realized the greatness of actors once again.

-Suggestion-

[Irina.]

[Being sexually stimulated by a foot is more shameful than death.]

[Current Total HP: 1,500p.]

****

I followed Irina’s command, took off my pants, and sat down on the gravel path, using them as a cushion.

“Ouch.”

It hurt much more than I thought. If Irina aimed for this, it would be a success. While I struggled to find a comfortable position, Irina sat on a chin-high rock in front of me and took off one of her boots. Perhaps because of the heat inside the boot, a faint steam rose around her foot. Her fair, flushed foot drew an elegant curve.

“Ms. Irina, do you really have to go this far?”

I pretended to earnestly plead with her.

“If you want me to stop, then hurry up and turn Mom back to normal, and leave this place.”

“I don’t want to. If I displease you, Ms. Irina, then you leave.”

At my rebellious attitude, Irina’s gaze grew cold.

“…Ah, really? How long can you keep that up?”

“H-He-egh.”

As Irina’s foot approached my dick, I let out an exaggerated scream. Even I cringed at my terrible acting. On the other hand, my dick didn’t cooperate with my acting and stiffly raised its head according to its desires.

“Huh?!”

Seeing my dick erect, Irina paused as she lowered her leg. She had only peeked yesterday; this would be the first time she saw it up close. But that was only for a moment.

“Ugh.”

Soon, as the sole of her foot, pressing against my dick, moved up and down, a *rustling, rustling* sound of flesh rubbing echoed in the stream. The uncalibrated pressure combined with the subtle sensation of her sole created an unfamiliar pleasure. On the good side, that is. Additionally, as her leg lifted, the sight of her plump labia and tightly clenched vaginal opening from inside her skirt pleased my eyes.

“Now, are you inclined to obey my words?”

“…”

When I didn’t open my mouth easily, a fleeting look of anxiety crossed Irina’s face. Nevertheless, perhaps thinking it was effective, her foot didn’t stop rubbing my dick. If I resisted too much, she might get suspicious, so should I throw a few baits? Of course, with some lies mixed in.

“So, you’re saying you can control whoever sees this object’s screen as you please?”

“Yes, that’s right. Ugh.”

“And to control the other person, you absolutely need to possess this phone, right?”

Because her toes touched the sensitive part of my glans, I couldn’t open my mouth and only nodded.

*Squish♥Squish♥*

As pre-cum thickly stuck to her sole and toes, the friction intensified the stimulation. From time to time, when Irina curled her toes, a variation in pleasure occurred. If those were instinctive movements, Irina might surprisingly have a talent for using her feet.

“In other words, if you don’t have this phone, you can’t do anything?”

I closed my mouth and avoided Irina’s eyes.

“What? It wasn’t much after all. I thought it was some amazing ability.”

At that moment, Irina’s foot pressed down on my dick even harder. Unprepared, I inadvertently let out a sound.

“To get this hard while being stepped on by a foot, you pervert.”

“Ugh.”

At the sharp insult, chills ran down my spine. Footjob while being insulted. It might not be so bad after all?

“I’m not feeling it.”

“What nonsense are you spouting when your dick is twitching every time my toes touch the front part?”

“Hmph.”

When I didn’t retort and just shook my head, Irina became more triumphant and moved her foot more intensely. Her technique was clumsy, but that very clumsiness actually accelerated the sensation of climax, and my cum rapidly rose.

“Now, no more…!”

“Are you going to cum? You don’t want to cum while being done by a foot, do you? This is your last chance. Hurry up and turn everything back to normal!”

No.

When I chose silence again, Irina clicked her tongue and furiously rubbed my dick.

“Then just go. Cum shamefully from feeling it with a foot. You trash.”

*Splurt♥Splurt♥*

The accumulated sensation of climax exploded all at once, and semen shot out from my urethra. The semen, soaring into the air, traced a parabola and flew, dyeing Irina’s foot and leg white.

“Hoo. Huh.”

It seems I’ve awakened to a new pleasure. Not often, but it might be worth trying occasionally? Should I ask Ms. Lizeta later too?

“Tsk.”

Irina, who had been looking at the semen on her leg with disgust, eventually stood up.

“You’re surprisingly stubborn. But this isn’t the end. You had fun playing with Mom, didn’t you? From now on, I’ll pay you back several times over.”

With a fierce warning, she headed towards the stream, still holding the phone in her hand. I had already set up the safety measures and necessary suggestions, so there shouldn’t be any big problems. Though I did waste a lot of points thanks to it. All that’s left is to hope things proceed as I wish. Someone might think I’m going through unnecessary trouble, but what can I do? It’s just my nature.

“Ugh?!”

Just then, Irina, who was heading towards the water, stumbled on the gravel path after only a few steps. I quickly stood up and supported her by the shoulder. My lower half was still completely exposed.

“Are you alright, Ms. Irina?”

“Ugh.”

Despite suffering from light dizziness, Irina’s face was deathly pale.

“G-Get off me! I’d rather die than accept help from someone like you.”

Regaining her senses at my voice, she roughly shook off my hand and continued her steps towards the riverside. Her retreating figure conveyed a sense of forlornness, unlike usual. Even though I did this, I do feel sorry for that much. So, I’ll quickly corrupt her and make her embrace me amiably with her mom.

“Damn it. It won’t wipe off properly.”

Watching Irina grumble while washing her feet, I smacked my lips in anticipation.