Chapter 135 Donburi (Part ①)*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Setting aside the dazed Takamine Sayuri, Aki decisively accepted the challenge from Takamine Ayame.
The “Shimaidon”¹ was a path he had walked many times before; familiar with the route, he scooped up the pink-haired, busty beauty and captured her small mouth as she breathed like an orchid.
Under the watchful eyes of her own mother, Takamine Ayame felt as if she had been transported back to the very first time she and Aki had shared a bed.
Shy crimson clouds bloomed across her cheeks, and a sultry wave rippled through the depths of her eyes; a strange sensation welled up from her heart, carrying a spark of eager anticipation.
She silently hoped that Aki would continue and drive his hands deeper into their work.
Being attacked at her two most sensitive points simultaneously caused Ayame’s body to gradually ignite; an indescribable, itchy ache spread through her entire lower body, and the sheer comfort of it forced a ragged moan from her lips.
Aki’s right hand had already slipped inside Ayame’s pants; his middle finger slowly pried apart the two tightly closed, crimson petals, seeking out the hidden nectar-cave buried beneath the lush thicket.
The moment he breached her, the pink-haired girl’s mischievous persona shattered; her head tossed wildly, and an involuntary cry escaped her cherry-blossom mouth.
”Ah… Aki-kun?…”
Ayame knit her brows, and her toes tilted upward, trembling slightly.
Seeing her so overcome with bliss only fueled Aki’s excitement; the fingers knocking at the Jade Gate² did not rest for a moment, charging straight into the maiden’s tunnel.
The interior was not only narrow but possessed a fierce, sucking power that seemed to pulse around him.
The fingers deep within the secret cave were instantly sheathed in warm, slick, velvet flesh; even now, trying to break free from the hungry grip of Ayame’s core was a struggle.
Even with just a single knuckle inside, the pressure and warmth were unspeakably intense.
Ayame was drowning in an unbearable, restless heat; deep within her folds, nectar began to slowly overflow, and a sensation of pure saturation was transmitted from her loins to her brain.
Waves of ecstasy crashed over her as Aki’s fingers became one with her.
He began to stir her like a whisk, rotating deep inside her; the pink-haired beauty felt as if she were being pushed into the highest heavens.
Her rain-slicked petals convulsed, clamping down on the unreasonable intruder; Ayame could not help but emit another wanton, tender groan.
”Ah… Hah…!”
Hearing her sultry cries, Aki’s face lit up with an excited thrill; he pushed further, his hands massaging the girl’s tender Flower Valley³ and her puckered entrance.
He began to rhythmically roll her clitoris, his fingers diligent as they lingered within the tight, wet Peach Blossom Spring⁴.
The humming in Ayame’s nose was constant, her tender groans never-ending, and the gasps in her mouth grew more frantic and uncontrolled.
The sensitive walls of her Flower Valley were subjected to the constant thrusting and digging of Aki’s fingers; with every sharp, deep dig, Ayame felt her entire body seize in a delicious convulsion.
Moreover, right there under the gaze of her mother, she hit her first peak; a gush of honey-sweet fluid spilled out, trailing down her inner thighs and the curve of her backside, soaking into the upper reaches of her clothes.
The wet, squelching slaps of their friction echoed through the bedroom, rhythmically puncturing the silence alongside Aki’s movements.
Finally, Ayame’s lower body began to unconsciously twist and heave; like a girl who had just discovered the addictive taste of flesh, she was utterly obsessed with the sensation.
”My dear sister, is your body really reacting this much?” Aki asked.
A sudden surge of dark excitement rose in Aki’s heart; he couldn’t resist teasing her, and while speaking, he carried the trembling Ayame toward her mother’s side.
Whenever Ayame’s eyes met her mother’s, her Flower Valley would clench in a frantic, reflexive squeeze; he had seen through her long ago.
As he continued to flirt with her using his hands, Ayame’s mind began to haze over; her pale pink entrance finally surrendered, and those tender, tightly-shut lips bloomed outward.
Her swollen petals glistened with an enchanting glow; the flowing nectar had already turned her thighs into a slick, glistening mess, creating a scene of pure debauchery.
Ayame had been toyed with to the point of mental confusion; she could no longer hold back and cried out tenderly.
”Aki Master… please, just come inside… put it inside me.”
Aki leaned in, his lips grazing hers in a soft, teasing friction.
The kiss threw her breathing into total chaos; her chest heaved, and her heavy breasts began to harden and perk under his touch.
Particularly, those sensitive buds were swelling bit by bit; the friction of her bra against her skin sent jolts of electricity through her.
”Mmmph…!”
A low, muffled moan vibrated in her throat as Aki’s tongue easily pried her teeth apart, invading her mouth.
Just as Ayame was beginning to melt into the warmth of the kiss, she felt herself being hoisted into the air.
Aki hooked one arm under her armpit and the other under her knees, lifting her up even as he continued to suck greedily on her tongue.
A moment later, Aki released her, bent down to catch her slender feet, and draped them over his shoulders; the position forced Ayame to look directly at her own lower body.
Though her pants were gone, Ayame was still wearing sheer black silk stockings that hugged her long, perfect legs; her firm breasts defied gravity, jutting out toward him.
Aki’s hands roamed over the black silk, kneading the skin of her thighs before pressing his cheek against her calves; the feeling of his stubble against her supple skin made her squirm.
Then, he gripped Ayame’s ankles and began to lick a path down her leg, his tongue hot against the silk.
The trail of warmth he left behind turned into a shivering chill in the air; he moved from her ankle to her heel, and finally, his tongue took possession of her soft, sensitive sole.
He pressed his entire tongue against the arch, even nipping at the skin with his teeth.
”Ahhh…!”
Ayame’s low whimpering sharpened into a high-pitched scream, and a numbing electric current instantly pierced through her body.
A surge of heat rushed to her head, and a fresh wave of honey-water flooded the flesh-walls of Ayame’s lower body, sliding inside bit by bit.
”No… Aki… stop… Master…!”
Ayame struggled hard, but her ankles were locked in Aki’s iron grip.
”Not there… please, I’m begging you!”
The usually bubbly girl spoke with a piteous, pleading voice that was heart-wrenching.
Seemingly moved by her desperate expression, Aki asked,
”What’s wrong, Ayame? Doesn’t it feel good?”
”It’s… it’s too much… it’s too itchy there,” Ayame murmured with shy coquetry.
”And Mama… Mama is right there watching…!”
”Don’t worry,” Aki said with a wolfish grin.
”In a while, Kasumi-nee is going to be in the exact same state as you.”
Aki showed a bright smile, pulling Ayame’s toes to his face and lightly flicking the tips with his tongue; his nose twitched slightly as he laughed.
”It looks like you washed yourself very thoroughly last night.”
”Of course I did… when my Master is such a perverted foot fetishist…” Ayame whispered.
Ayame twisted her ankles hard; even the soles and toes curled up in embarrassment.
Ever since they had discovered Aki’s preferences, the girls had taken the maintenance of their feet to heart.
Ayame was no exception; when she had been called to his room, she had specifically changed into a newly bought pair of ultra-thin black silk stockings.
Without waiting for her next move, Aki clamped his teeth over her five curled toes, slowly pulling them apart and sliding his tongue through the gaps.
”Not bad… as a reward… I’m going to make you see God.”
”Mmm… you… you just love bullying me… ahh…!”
The sheer shame and the maddening tingles in her feet made Ayame’s body burn white-hot; her silky thighs began to shake uncontrollably, her foot arching and flexing against his face.
Her left foot was caught in Aki’s hand; the sole curled up bashfully, forming rows of cute wrinkles, but such an ostrich-like method could not stop Aki’s licking at all.
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Summary:
Aki carries Ayame toward her mother after inducing her first climax through manual stimulation. He begins a prolonged session of foot worship, utilizing his teeth and tongue on her silk-clad feet. Ayame struggles with the voyeuristic shame of her mother watching the encounter
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Trivia:
- Ayame specifically chose her stockings knowing Aki’s fetish
- Aki’s use of the term ‘Shimaidon’ to describe the multi-relative encounte
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Character Insight:
Ayame transitions from a mischievous, playful persona to a state of complete mental and physical submission, begging Aki to end her frustration.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• 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.
• 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.
• 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.
• 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.
• 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.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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