Chapter 131 War Beneath the Dining Table
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Aki ran through all three titles.
”Kasumi-obasan” was his usual way of addressing Takamine-san.
Sometimes, when he had a request for her, or when she was being particularly “cooperative,” he would occasionally call her “Kasumi-mama.”
As for “Stepmother”…
Although Kasumi-san was only joking, given the raw physical relationship Aki shared with Takamine Ayame and Takamine Sayuri, the title was technically appropriate.
Kasumi rubbed her forehead, still struggling to believe her eyes.
She stared at Aki for a long time, only accepting reality after receiving firm, knowing nods from the Takamine sisters.
”This really is…” Kasumi lamented.
”It’s like you’ve become a completely different person.”
Aki touched his face, a playful confusion in his voice.
”Kasumi-obasan, is the change really that drastic?”
Kasumi shook her head.
”It’s not just your face. It’s the vibe, the build, and your whole attitude. You’re nothing like the boy I knew.”
In truth, Aki’s facial features hadn’t changed much, but discarding his heavy glasses and adopting a sharper hairstyle had transformed his look entirely.
His mindset was even more different.
Back when he was tormented by the “Bitter Parent Template¹,” he couldn’t get away from girls fast enough.
Now, the sight of a familiar beauty only made him think of a little “Dual Cultivation².”
Combined with his massive physical growth, it was understandable that Kasumi-san, who hadn’t seen him in six months, failed to recognize him.
Looking at the handsome, vibrant youth, Kasumi found herself liking what she saw more and more.
She couldn’t resist reaching out, her fair, porcelain hands beginning to knead and squeeze Aki’s frame.
While a submissive little puppy might be pitiable, a handsome youth radiating masculine confidence was far more likely to stir a woman’s impulses.
This was precisely why “housewives” were so often the prey of choice for “yellow-haired delinquents.”
”You’ve grown so much… and your body feels amazing. Such firm muscle…”
Her soft hands unknowingly slid beneath Aki’s shirt, tracing the ridges of his abdominal muscles.
Kasumi’s lips parted slightly, her gaze turning hazy as her touch began to wander lower.
”Ahem…”
Takamine Sayuri placed a fist in front of her mouth, her voice sounding strained.
”Mother, let’s go inside. Lunch will be ready soon.”
Takamine Ayame stood back, her hands behind her head, watching her blushing mother with a mischievous grin.
”Ah… right. I’ll go change first.”
Kasumi retracted her hand, her skin still humming with the residual heat of his body.
Her heart hammered against her ribs, and she instinctively clamped her thighs together.
Beneath the cover of her white skirt, a damp warmth began to spread.
Aki simply smiled.
He didn’t call her out on her reaction.
He realized now that his original plan could be simplified; a widow who had been lonely for years was even more proactive than he had dared to hope.
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During lunch, Aki suggested they share a few drinks.
Despite knowing her children were minors, Kasumi-san agreed anyway.
She had always been a more liberal parent, so it wasn’t entirely out of character.
At the table, Aki and the Takamine sisters engaged in a constant stream of small, illicit movements.
Compared to the cheerful atmosphere above the table, the combat beneath the tablecloth was incomparably fierce.
Two pairs of slender, elegant feet were busy “comforting” the Raging Dragon that was Little Aki³.
Occasionally, the movements grew so bold that they brushed against Kasumi’s own long, shapely legs.
Kasumi had taken a quick shower while changing.
Now, she wore nothing but a loose lace nightgown over her lingerie.
Her legs were white and supple; she didn’t look like a widow in her thirties, but more like a seductive woman in her prime.
Kasumi was perfectly aware of the scandalous activity happening beneath the table.
She merely blushed and reminisced with the three of them, pretending to know nothing.
Eventually, Aki grew bold enough to capture her soft, silken foot, guiding it directly onto the throbbing heat of his Great Dragon⁴.
The glamorous widow didn’t pull away.
She arched her instep, her toes curling to create a hot, friction-filled “foot-hole,” allowing Little Aki to slide and grind against the delicate skin.
The conversation at the table died out.
Three pairs of feet were now taking turns pleasuring Aki in the shadows.
The Takamine sisters shared a look before standing up in unison.
”We’re full. We’re going upstairs to rest for a bit,” they said.
Aki had already discussed “taking down” their mother with the sisters beforehand.
Takamine Ayame had been a vocal supporter from the start.
Sayuri had been hesitant at first, but after being subjected to five hours of Aki’s relentless “firepower” until she was nearly dehydrated, she was more than willing to hand her mother over to help share the load.
Kasumi kept her face buried in her bowl until she was certain her daughters were gone.
When she finally looked up, her eyes were swimming with raw desire as she stared at Aki.
Aki set his chopsticks down and reached under the table, gripping her foot.
”Kasumi-obasan… let’s head to the bedroom.”
”Aki-kun, you really have changed. Not just your looks, but your gall…”
Kasumi’s face was crimson as her foot writhed playfully in his grip.
”First you devour Ayame and Sayuri, and now you won’t even spare an ‘obasan’ like me?”
”You aren’t an ‘obasan’ to me,” Aki said.
”Looking at you, I’d say you were twenty-two at the most.”
No woman dislikes being told she looks young.
Kasumi let out a breathless giggle.
”If that’s the case, perhaps you should call me ‘Ane-san’ instead.”
”Kasumi-ane.”
Aki released her foot and stood, moving to her side.
His massive, tensed length pressed directly against the center of her “snow-white rabbits”—her ample, water-soft breasts.
”Aki-kun… you really are a handful…”
Seeing the sheer scale of his Great Dragon and feeling the heat radiating against her chest, Kasumi’s resolve crumbled.
Her thighs clamped tight as her lust reached a breaking point.
(It’s so huge… if something that big actually went inside me, it would be incredible…)
Lost in a daze, Kasumi reached out, her small, delicate hand wrapping around his length, stroking him with experimental wonder.
Aki let out a low groan, enjoying the sensation, but it wasn’t enough.
He looked down at her glistening, parted lips.
”Kasumi-ane… help me out. Use your mouth.”
As a mother of two, she knew exactly what he was asking.
She blushed but didn’t hesitate.
Her tongue flicked out, coating the “head” in moisture before she opened wide.
She took him in, her throat tightening as she tried to accommodate his girth.
She could only take half of him before she began to gag.
The tight muscles of her throat squeezed the sensitive head of his member, causing Aki to hiss through his teeth.
It was her first time attempting anything so deep; the massive “Dragon” felt like it was blocking her very breath, but the thrill of it sent shivers down her spine.
The winter sun spilled through the windows, casting Aki in a golden halo.
Kasumi looked up at the boy who was now her master, her heart fluttering.
Gulp.
She finally pulled away, catching her breath.
She looked at her foster son—this stranger who knew her body better than anyone—and made her final move.
”Aki… carry me to the bedroom…”
Aki didn’t wait.
He swept her up in a bridal carry, the sheer mass of his erection pressing into the valley of her lush buttocks.
Kasumi wrapped her ivory arms around his neck, her breath coming in ragged hitches as she anticipated what was to come.
Click.
As the master bedroom door locked, the two sisters peeking from the hallway finally retreated to their rooms.
Once inside, Aki laid her on the bed and pressed his body over hers.
His hands were already busy stripping away her lace nightgown.
Kasumi helped him, peeling away her lingerie and his clothes until there was nothing left between them.
The mature, voluptuous body of the Takamine matriarch lay bare before him.
Her skin was like cream under the bedroom lights, glowing with a healthy, aroused sheen.
She smelled of expensive perfume and the intoxicating scent of a woman in bloom.
Kasumi looked up at him, her eyes wide and shimmering with lust.
Her breath came in short, shallow gasps, her cherry-red lips quivering.
Every inch of her was an invitation—a small, perfect pool of desire waiting for him to dive in.
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Summary:
Aki initiates a physical confrontation beneath the dining table using his feet and Kasumi’s cooperation. The Takamine sisters retreat to allow Aki and their mother privacy. Kasumi fully surrenders to her long-repressed desires in the master bedroom
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Trivia:
- Aki’s transformation is psychological as well as physical, moving from a victim trope to a predator
- Ayame and Sayuri are effectively acting as facilitators for their mother’s seductio
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Character Insight:
Kasumi transitions from a maternal authority figure to a submissive partner, catalyzed by Aki’s overwhelming masculine presence.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Aki – A tall, muscular sixteen-year-old adopted son of the Takamine household, with sharp features, broad black bat wings, a barbed tail, and crimson-flecked eyes, radiating dominant, predatory confidence. S-Rank peak Mana user and master of Dual Cultivation, he wields the Great Dragon and Little Aki abilities, strategically guiding and intimately engaging with Takamine Kasumi and her daughter Ayame through sexual cultivation that blends mentorship, emotional control, and physical dominance. Calm, weary, and sophisticated, he exudes magnetic authority, admiring legs and feet as symbols of his power, while mentoring Mittelt and Kalawarner, restoring the latter, and plotting to claim Issei’s Boosted Gear—all amid the tangled drama of his forbidden family bonds.
• Takamine – The Takamine family name is shared by widowed matriarch Kasumi and her daughters Ayame and Sayuri, with Aki, their adopted son, now reshaping the household’s dynamics. Once governed by silent tradition, the home now thrives under a liberal, emotionally charged atmosphere as Kasumi’s long-suppressed desires surface, intertwining with Aki’s growing influence and the revelation of magic, transforming the residence into both a sanctuary and the headquarters of his evolving organization.
• Kasumi – Kasumi Takamine, a tall early-forties widow with snow-white porcelain skin, light-brown wavy hair twisted back, and a voluptuous, mature figure, is the resilient matriarch of the Takamine household and mother to Ayame and Little Yuri. A gifted magic genius with latent sensuality, she returns from a six-month absence, her shy demeanor concealing deep guilt and forbidden desire for Aki—her long-time guardian whose union awakens Mana Affinity. Balancing corporate responsibilities, domestic oversight, and cultivation training, she navigates resignation and etiquette while engaging in intimate encounters with Aki, observed silently by her daughters.
• Takamine Sayuri – Aki’s reserved, non-blood-related younger sister with short brown hair and gentle eyes, always dressed in a neat school uniform; excels at chores and possesses a ‘Flexibility’ talent, displaying submissive, masochistic devotion centered entirely on Aki, with maternal instincts and an unwavering desire to remain by his side, appearing in Takamine-ke no Nirinka – The Animation.
• Takamine Ayame – Eldest Takamine sister, tall and confident with long pink hair, slender waist, large breasts and an athletic build. Bold, open‑minded, a flexible swimmer and Aki’s host‑family older sister in Garden: Takamine‑ke no Nirinka. Playful yet resistant to her sister Sayuri, ultimately submissive. One of Aki’s non‑blood sisters, energetic, curvaceous and eager to learn magic.
• Sayuri – Younger Takamine sister: long light‑purple ponytail, slender provocative figure, tidy school uniform. Polite, submissive to mother, handles chores, cooks for Aki, shows masochistic devotion and urges mother into an intimate circle. In Dual Cultivation she trembles, is emotionally expressive, extremely sensitive, and faints from pleasure.
• Ayame – Tall, confident eldest Takamine sister with long pink hair, athletic build, slender waist, and large breasts; a popular swimmer and fire-wielding magic user at Aisu Academy who catalyzes her mother’s transformation. Playful, mischievous, and extroverted like her mother, she calls Aki “Master,” clings to him with submissive devotion, and watches household dynamics with a knowing grin—openly encouraging his advances toward their mother while teasing her younger sister Sayuri, all while experiencing intense physical and emotional reactions in close proximity to both Aki and her mother.
• Y – The first initial/part of the name Y Ddraig Goch.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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