«Can you explain to me how the hell you did it?!»
Hakuto shoots the question at his father as they stroll along a cobblestone path stretching from the massive front gate to an enormous villa in Ashiya, a high-end area in Hyogo Prefecture. The place looks less like a garden and more like a private park, complete with Greek statues and sparkling fountains.
Hakuto's doubts are completely justified. After losing his previous job, Shin had to make ends meet doing manual labor at a small local firm—and a laborer's salary isn't exactly impressive. So how the hell did his dad manage not only to meet but actually marry a woman who lives in a place like this?
Hakuto just can't make sense of it.
«Well, what can I say… apparently your old man, even at his age, still knows how to handle things under the sheets like a guy in his twenties.»
«I highly doubt that's enough to impress a woman who could probably buy the company you work for—employees included—and have you all watering her garden…»
«And why the hell would she do something like that?»
«It was just a figure of speech…»
It takes Hakuto and Shin nearly ten minutes to reach the front door of the massive, single-story white villa, each dragging two heavy suitcases behind them.
«You know how to ring the doorbell, or do you need assistance?» Shin teases.
«I do know how to ring a doorbell, you don't have to teach me…»
But what's holding Hakuto back isn't a lack of knowledge—it's the overwhelming embarrassment painted all over his bright red face. Dressed like beggars and hauling bags full of clothes up to the entrance of a place like this… he feels like a homeless guy begging for a place to sleep.
Still, he pulls himself together and gathers the courage to announce their arrival. But just as his finger is about to press the intercom, the large door—crafted from fine black wood—swings open on its own.
Or rather, someone from the inside had opened it.
A girl leaning casually against the doorframe leaves Hakuto wide-eyed—and even his father, though Hakuto tries not to let it show out of politeness.
She's stunning, with long jet-black hair and sparkling emerald green eyes, resting her elbow against the door's edge with effortless grace.
But it's not just her almost otherworldly beauty that robs Hakuto of words.
They say black is slimming—makes the body look thinner—but clearly, that rule doesn't apply to her. From beneath her black crop top, which ends just above her navel, bulge two colossal tits—completely out of proportion with her slim figure—like two basketballs squeezed into a strip of black fabric.
And that's not even the end of it. Shin's sharp, experienced eye doesn't miss the subtle outline of her nipples beneath the fabric—a clear sign she's not wearing a bra, and that those sci-fi-level curves are 100% natural.
As if that wasn't already enough to make Hakuto blush and send Shin's thoughts spiraling into all sorts of inappropriate territory… she's also wearing nothing but a pair of red lace panties—so thin they're barely holding on to the definition of "clothing."
~Sure, during this time of year it's not weird to stay in your underwear inside the house… but not when answering the door to complete strangers! ~ Hakuto mutters internally.
«You must be Hakuto and Shin Tendo, right? My name's Yuzu Narkhalis, and I'm fifteen years old. It's such a pleasure to meet you!»
She greets them with the brightest, most genuine smile imaginable—one that could outshine even the blazing summer sun.
«N-Nice to meet you…» Hakuto stammers, caught between the awkwardness of meeting his new family—something he still hasn't wrapped his head around—and the embarrassment stirred up by his stepsister's revealing outfit.
«The pleasure's all mine, Yuzu. We finally meet. Your mother talked a lot about you and your sister,» Shin says, flicking his cigarette butt into the ashtray by the door and greeting her with a kiss on the hand. «Good blood never lies—your beauty is definitely inherited from your mother, no doubt about that.»
«Oh, what a flatterer… you're making me blush,» Yuzu giggles, rubbing her thighs together.
~I really hope it's just my imagination and she hasn't actually developed a crush on my dad… that would be a disaster!~
«What are you two waiting for? Come on in! This is your home now too! We're going to be one big, happy family… I'm so excited!»
Without needing a second invitation, the two step inside the villa, greeted by an enormous living room overflowing with artworks—some of which are even quite famous, mostly paintings and small sculptures.
But it's a very different kind of artwork that currently captures their attention: Yuzu's ass—tight and perky, barely hidden by an ultra-thin red thong—sways in front of them with a rhythm that's almost hypnotic.
At the marvelous sight before them, Shin gives Hakuto a firm pat on the shoulder.
«Oh, if only I were your age…» the father blurts out, shamelessly ignoring the fact that the girl is just a couple of meters ahead.
«Dad…»