Chapter 241 - *Father's Day Commemorative Side Story: Rio's Gift 2
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The first place winner was "Rio," so here is the sequel episode.
A week had passed since the chaotic uproar of Father's Day ended.
Back to my usual daily life, I was idly spending time at home, groping Rio's breasts.
With the girl on my lap, I kneaded them with the same casual ease as munching on a snack.
I'm doing it with gusto, but this is definitely not something you should be doing while it's still light out.
Actually, it's not something you should be doing even after dark. Rather, wouldn't the atmosphere make it more of a problem at night?
I don't really understand myself how things ended up like this.
Rio always looks just like Elsa. Today her makeup was perfectly done too.
She was wearing her uniform provocatively disheveled. She smelled nice.
When a girl like that tempts you with a sweet voice saying "Daddy~," it can't be helped if you accidentally get carried away.
So I think this is force majeure.
I think I'm innocent.
As I kept repeating such unreasonable self-justifications,
Ding-dong
the doorbell rang.
Given the timing, the first possibility that came to mind was a house search.
Lewd acts with an active high school girl in broad daylight. It would only be natural to get arrested.
"...Nakamoto-san... are we stopping...?"
"Sorry. I'm going to get caught again."
"Huh?"
"I think they'll issue me a gray sweatsuit when I open the door, so I'll need to change. Well, I'm off."
"As expected from someone with a record. You're used to getting arrested."
Waved off with a cheerful "See you~," I made my way to the entrance.
I'm pretty weird myself, but what was with Rio's nonchalant attitude?
...Come to think of it, she'd seen several of her stepfathers get arrested right in front of her before, hadn't she? Then maybe she's used to this kind of thing.
Though I think it's definitely something you shouldn't get used to.
"Officer? I haven't actually done the deed yet, you know."
Making excuses, I opened the door, and standing there wasn't a police officer with a warrant, but—
"...Mother?"
Rio's mother.
"Thanks for the other day~"
Her name was... Misaki-san, right?
She should be around the same age as me, but maybe because she looks young, she only seems like she's in her twenties. She has a big-sister type look, the polar opposite of the expression "mother." By the way, her face isn't that similar to Rio's, but I'll note that her body type and flavor are exactly the same.
As I recalled sweet memories, thinking I guess parents and children do resemble each other in some ways, Misaki-san held out what looked like a gift box of sweets.
"I thought it wasn't right that I've never properly greeted you, even though you're always taking care of my daughter."
"No, I'm sorry for the trouble."
"Also, for the terrible rudeness the other day, from both me and my daughter..."
"...It's mutual, so please don't worry about it."
The "terrible rudeness the other day" probably referred to the rampage on Father's Day.
"I wasn't myself that day either. ...I was hungover."
And then Misaki-san started talking (even though I didn't ask). She said she wasn't herself that day. Rio had dragged her out of bed while she was still drunk, and she'd lost her cool judgment. In that situation, if a good-looking man—and a celebrity at that—appeared before her, it couldn't be helped that she got horny, right?
I wondered if this woman was okay.
Even now, she was touching me a lot.
And she was totally staring at my crotch. ...It felt like her gaze was also wandering around my shoulders and chest...
Unlike young girls, her eyes for appraising a man had no restraint. I could feel her age of thirty-three in that.
"It's a bit awkward standing here talking. Would you like to come in?"
"...Are you sure?!"
You're supposed to refuse, you know. That was meant to be a social nicety.
Honestly. Now I can't fool around with Rio.
Hiding my despicable true feelings behind a polite smile, I led Misaki-san to the living room.
As for Rio, the earlier guest... Geez. She was sitting on the sofa with her chest still exposed.
She was giving off a strong "we were just making out" vibe, so I wished she'd fixed her disheveled clothes.
"Huh? It's Mom."
"What are you here for?" Rio asked, lazily brushing her hair back. As she did, the strap of her bra slipped off her right shoulder.
It had a strange sexiness to it, definitely not a sight you'd show a parent.
"I came to apologize for the other day~ Say, were you doing it with Nakamoto-san?"
"We almost got to. ...If no one had interrupted."
This isn't even a parent-child conversation anymore.
Feeling uncomfortable, I quickly retreated to the kitchen.
I brewed tea for everyone and returned to the living room, clearing my throat repeatedly.
I was hoping that if we just made some small talk, Misaki-san would read the room and leave, but—
"Eh, tea? For me? Nakamoto-san, you're so nice~!"
...Had the men she'd known never even made her tea before? They probably hadn't. She seemed to have only been involved with criminals and violent men.
Looking deeply moved, Misaki-san accepted the teacup, relaxed her posture, and stared at me with sparkling eyes.
Her demeanor clearly suggested she planned to stay for a while.
Hey, what do I do about this?
Isn't Rio going to get sulky? I nervously glanced at her face, and she gave me a thumbs up and a nod.
Huh? Was she saying "good job"? What did that mean?
...Ah.
Was she still aiming for that?
Yes—that insane plan to pair me up with her own mother and make me her legal father.
It might indeed be a father complex dream, but I think it's morally questionable.
Thinking "If you want to have sex with Daddy, why not just make your boyfriend your Daddy?" is probably an unforgivable line of thought for a human being.
It's an extreme solution, like "If they have no bread, let them eat human flesh."
That's not Marie Antoinette anymore, that's Elizabeth Báthory.
"What's up? You're spacing out staring at my face."
I brought my mouth close to Rio's ear and whispered my question.
"Hey, do you still want me to have a mother-daughter set meal?"
"Don't you want to, Nakamoto-san?"
"My body is happy, but my reason and morals are completely refusing."
"Just throw those away somewhere. More importantly, your body is ready, right?"
...It's a man's weakness.
It can't be helped.
Even just seeing Rio alone gets me in a strange mood, but with my favorite married-woman type beauty also here, I can't help but feel restless.
I think it's best to have her go home early.
I turned back to Misaki-san and casually asked, "Shouldn't you be heading home soon?"
"Don't you have work?"
"I have the day off today."
"Th-then, what about housework..."
"It's fine. Leo's supposed to do it on weekends. That kid, despite how he looks, is great at cooking and laundry."
Is that guy really a delinquent?
Every time I get new information, he becomes a better big brother? If he'd been given a proper name, he might have grown up to be an honor student... As I stared into the distance with such thoughts, Rio leaned against my right shoulder.
Seeing that, Misaki-san, as if feeling competitive, leaned against my left shoulder.
"You know, right? I want a daddy."
Rio whispered in a passionate voice.
"Today, both me and Mom are on our safe days."
That meant—a parent-child bowl that cleared food sanitation laws, huh.
The eggs are pasteurized, the chicken is fully cooked, please enjoy while it's hot. Was that what this outrageous mother-daughter pair was trying to say?!
"...The taste of saliva is similar too, huh, for a parent and child."
"Safe~"
"The celebrity's lips~..."
Before I knew it, I was pulling Rio and Misaki-san close, committing the criminal act of sucking both their lips at the same time.
The mother and daughter's tongues, inserted from left and right, were having a little parent-child meeting inside my mouth.
After that, the three-way tongue meeting continued, lasting for what felt like nearly three minutes.
...Well, Angelica and the others will probably wake up and interfere soon.
I'm sure they'll stop me.
So until then, you know.
As a breather to relieve the daily fatigue.
As long as I don't cross the line, I'll allow myself to enjoy this...