Moments later, Sora glided through the doorway.
Her full name, Kasugano Sora, evoked a purity in Kagura's mind, as if she were the boundless, pristine sky after a gentle rain—ethereal, dreamlike with every glance.
By contrast, Eriri… well, better not dwell on his exasperating sister.
Though a maid, Sora dressed more elegantly than Eriri, the ostensible heiress. As their mother, Sayuri, once remarked, "Little Sora's beauty is doll-like—how could we not adorn her accordingly?"
At home, Sora favored a silver-white gothic dress with satin ribbons, its chest adorned with a flat, diamond-shaped cutout. Her long, flaxen hair, framed by black satin bows, cascaded beside her face, and her lace-trimmed socks lent a tender, youthful charm. Her twin tails mirrored Eriri's usual style, and her pale, almost sickly fair skin, paired with her flaxen locks, held gazes captive.
Now, like Ai, she wore Sobu High's JK uniform, accentuated by form-fitting black thigh-high stockings that made her already slender legs irresistibly alluring.
Oh… how he longed to taste them.
Was it wrong for a virile young man to yearn to savor such a lovely maid's legs? Kagura thought not.
And truthfully, he craved more than just her legs.
"Morning, Sora," Kagura greeted, waving casually.
"…Good morning," Sora replied softly, drifting to the chair opposite Ai and easing it out to sit.
She made no move toward the cutlery, merely gazing sleepily at the lavish breakfast, occasionally stifling a tearful yawn behind her hand.
"No appetite, Sora?" Kagura asked.
"It's fine…" Sora lifted her eyes, staring vaguely at the ornate crystal chandelier above. "I have snacks."
[Kagura wiped his mouth briskly, ordering Ai to seize Sora. Like a depraved young master preying on household maids, he flipped up Sora's skirt from behind, tore her stockings, tugged aside her panties, and thrust his member into her unprepared core. Her pained sobs gave way to reluctant lubrication, easing her discomfort.
Soon, he clutched her waist, driving deep to flood her cervix with scalding seed…]
Purely Sora's fantasy.
"Hey, Sora, eat properly," Kagura sighed, rubbing his temple. *Why are the girls in this house so troublesome?*
"You've eaten, so I'm fine…" Sora's address was pointedly informal.
—I disrespect you so, yet you indulge me. You're so gentle… but I wish you'd be rougher, lewder, more unreasonable… ravage me in a corridor corner, on the rooftop, or in your bed, "punishing" this naughty maid…
Because I adore you so.
Eriri burst back in, now changed, and reclaimed her seat across from Kagura. Propping her cheek, she tapped the table impatiently—*tap-tap-tap-tap-tap*—urging him along.
"Hurry up and eat," she snapped, kicking his shin under the table.
"What's the rush? We won't be late."
As Kagura reached for his phone to check the time, it buzzed with an incoming call.
Who…?
"Morning call from Aki Tomoya, that idiot?" Kagura muttered, gripping the phone, debating whether to answer.
"Greetings, Master Kagura. Today's bounty is issued. Choose one to complete or skip:
A: Answer a phone call.
B: Steal a woman's shoe.
C: Eat a canned peach."
The system's voice intruded, freezing the world.
"Didn't I say not to show up unless I call?" Kagura grumbled.
"My apologies, Master Kagura. Bounties are random. You may skip if displeased."
"…Fine. I skipped last time—let's try completing one. I choose A."
His consciousness returned, and he swiped to accept Tomoya's call.
Aki Tomoya, a classmate of Eriri and Sora from elementary through middle school, attended a different school from Kagura and Ai. An hardcore otaku, Tomoya would've never crossed Kagura's path if not for Eriri's own otaku leanings.
"Hey… what's up this early?" Kagura set down his chopsticks, wiping his mouth lazily.
"Kagura, I have something *super, super, super* important to tell you! No—please, Master Kagura, you *have* to grant my request!" Tomoya's grating voice blared through.
"Hm, spit it out."
Kagura rubbed his ear, eager for Tomoya to finish so he could see what the system offered.
"So… I… I want you—!" Tomoya blurted incoherently.
"…??" Kagura yanked the phone to his face, roaring, "Go to hell, moron! You sick or something?!"
He promptly hung up.
"Kagura… such language in front of ladies…" Sora, lowering her hand from her ear, frowned disapprovingly.
"Any normal guy would curse in that situation!" Kagura protested, rolling his eyes.
"Ugh…" Eriri mirrored his eye-roll. "That idiot's always so vague, but I'm with you—nice burn!"
The system chimed again: "Thank you for completing today's bounty. You've earned the item [Visit Tattoo Parlor] and one [5% Female Sensitivity Enhancement Potion]."
"Huh??"
Kagura's head spun at the items' names. He blurted, "What?" prompting Ai, who'd just finished eating and wiping her mouth, to turn. "Are you alright, Master?"
"Oh… yeah, fine."
Realizing his slip, Kagura mentally summoned: *Call Auxiliary System!*
"Greetings, the auxiliary system is at your service."
The world froze, his consciousness detached.
"Explain those two items."
"Of course. First, [Visit Tattoo Parlor]: Use on any woman to trigger the [Visit Tattoo Parlor] event. A lascivious tattoo will appear near her lower abdomen, with a random effect. She'll believe you took her to a parlor to get it.
Second, [5% Female Sensitivity Enhancement Potion]: As named, use on a target for permanent heightened sensitivity."
"Hm… sounds intriguing, but no physical items? How do I use them?"
Kagura instantly decided to use [Visit Tattoo Parlor] on Ai. A lewd tattoo on her pale abdomen would be thrilling during their intimacy. He'd only been with Ai—giving Eriri one would be bizarre. A brother taking his sister for a lewd tattoo? Odd.
Ai was his, and marking her with a tattoo fed his possessive desires.
"Current targets: [Hayasaka Ai], [Kasugano Sora], [Sawamura Spencer Eriri]. Select one to lock in."
"Wait, is this permanent?"
"Yes, though a removal item may be obtained later."
"Alright… confirm use on Hayasaka Ai."
"Successfully used. She's gained the Aries Tattoo, effect: Orgasm Lock. You may set a trigger phrase; when she hears it from you, she'll climax instantly, intensity varying by context. Otherwise, she cannot climax. The phrase can be changed later."
"Oh… set it to 'I love you.'"
"Trigger phrase set. Confirm target as Hayasaka Ai?"
"Confirm."
Kagura stifled a laugh. If he'd chosen "Ai," every call of her name would send her spiraling.
"Successfully used. Would you like to use the potion now?"
"If I use it on Ai, will her climaxes feel better?"
"Yes."
"Then use it on her."
"Successfully used."
The system's words faded, and Kagura returned to reality. All three women eyed him differently: Ai with cool concern, Eriri with gleeful mischief, and Sora with a subtle hostility—perhaps sensing his lascivious thoughts about her.