Book 3: Chapter 17 (1/2)

“AHH! Hakaru!” Mom moaned. “Harder… do me harder!”

“Are you sure you can handle it?”

“Y-yes… Hakaru… you won’t break your mother. Give it all to me!”

“Okay!” I went all out on my mother.

“Ahh! Ahhh! Yes… yes… right there… keep going… keep going… don’t stop!”

“Mother, I can’t keep up.”

“Don’t stop! Baby… don’t stop!”

The door opened and dad looked inside. He had creases in his forehead.

“Um… I just got home to find the two of you like this. To do this kind of thing with your son…”

“Shut up!’ Mom grabbed a pillow and flung it at him. “You haven’t touched me in years!”

“Ah! Th-that! Still…”

“Ahhn!” Mother cried out, “That’s it… that’s it, baby… it felt so good.”

Mother finally stopped, and I pulled away from her. While panting, she straightened her hair as if she had all the time in the world and her husband hadn’t just caught her in bed with her son. A moment later, the door opened another crack, and Maria glanced inside.

“What do you want?” Mom collapsed down on the bed. “We’re finished, are you happy now?”

“Ah… I heard you through the walls…” Maria blushed. “I want what mom’s having.”

The two girls turn to me. I threw up my hands.

“It’s just a foot massage!”

“Ah… Hakaru’s giving foot massages?” Maria’s eyes brightened. “Hakaru, come to my room and do me next.”

Mother snorted. “You think Hakaru should just give you a foot massage because you’re his sister? I had to bribe him well to get it this good.”

“I-I can give him stuff too!” Maria insisted.

“An inexperienced girl like you?” Mom shrugged. “You’re way too young to properly give anything, girl.”

“Hmph! Shows what you know… Hakaru and I… I mean…” Maria’s face suddenly went red as she almost said something.

Meanwhile, mom was shooting her a smug look, and dad just looked confused.

“Hakaru! C-come rub my feet! I’ll let you rub whatever you want!”

“Uhhh…”

“Go, dear,” Mom reached out and patted my head, “You’ve satisfied me plenty for now.”

“We’re talking about foot rubs, right guys?” Dad said, scratching his head.

“R-right…” I decided the situation was feeling weird with the two women, mother, and daughter, shooting daggers at each other.

It was probably best if I retreated anyway. I got up and immediately headed out of the room.

“Eh? I’m the head of this household… Can’t I get a foot massage?” Dad asked.

“Go rub your own feet!” Mom slammed the door in dad’s face.

Sister grabbed my hand and pulled me into her room, the door shutting behind us. Dad was left in the living room, completely abandoned. Maria was fuming pretty bad about mom. She was never that jealous about Akiko or the other girls. I was surprised to see her being so competitive because of mom. In many ways, it was kind of cute. She insisted on finishing up with a blowjob after I rubbed her feet for a while. I didn’t complain as she sucked me off. Plus, because of the previous incident, even if weird noises were heard from the room, they wouldn’t raise suspicions.

Wait, was that mother’s plan from the beginning? By being loud during our foot rub, was she starting to condition the household to ignore her loud moaning sounds? That couldn’t be possible, right? Mom certainly wasn’t that nefarious. After finishing with my sister, I would have returned to mom’s room and possibly pushed our relationship a little farther, except dad was currently home.

As for me, I had to get my head into the game. As far as I reckoned, there were at least three gods I was fighting right now. There was the mysterious god who had sent Gina after me. There was Cuckold, who was subordinate to some yet unknown god or group of gods. There was also Netorase, who seemed to be going after and somehow manipulating Kira. Was she the head of this school blackmail conspiracy? Based on my previous interactions with her, somehow, I felt that didn’t fit. Netorase seemed almost protective of Kira, insisting on telling her the truth.

I dreaded to think what Kira thought about me now that she knew everything. I had seen the tears in her eyes. I had seen her turn away, unable to look at me. Somewhere, deep down, I realized that I wasn’t ready to face her again yet. The blow that had been done was too much for me. I couldn’t charge in like last time. That didn’t mean I planned to do nothing. Rather, I needed to start making plans. I needed a strategy on how I was going to deal with them. I wouldn’t be able to save Kira directly… but I could take down her blackmailer.

The biggest problem was that I didn’t know who I was dealing with. I needed to find some way to get into this group. The obvious choice would be to use cuckold. He could help me with everything. However, I didn’t want to use that guy’s help. I remembered Netorare’s warnings clearly. What I needed was an event, like the time when Eiko was used as a meat toilet, where everyone who might possibly be involved in the conspiracy would gather.

Okay, now I just needed to find someone who might be involved… I stopped pacing, and my eyes landed on my dad. He was out of his work uniform and sitting in a white tee-shirt and striped boxers, staring at the television. I checked my phone and found that it was a little past midnight. It was very close to bedtime for me, but it was also a new day!

My eyes finding their target, I sat in the loveseat across from the couch dad was on. Dad was a sexual deviant. If there was anyone in town who was up to nefarious acts, he was bound to be involved in it. He had been involved in that weird orgy thing at the hot spring resort. Now, I was betting he had at least a visitor’s pass when it came to this high school sex ring.

“What is it?” He asked, frowning.

I had been staring at him a bit creepily. I quickly coughed and organized my thoughts. “Uh… dad… there was something happening at school, and I was hoping you could help me?”

“Eh? School?” Dad shook his head. “Hakaru, I told you before. Men handle their shit themselves. You got problems with bullies or some teacher, step up and fix it.”