147 Vol. 3 pt. 17 Patch 3.0: Apartment Life with Four Girls (1/2)

Unfortunately for the sleeping Aiko, she gets accidentally smacked in the face by Alice when she tries to scoot over toward the edge of the bed. ”A-ah, sorry, and good morning, Aiko. I am not very well aware of my legs, but I will try my best not to make that mistake happen again!” Alice apologizes.

Aiko mumbles, lets out a cat-like yawn, and falls back to sleep a few seconds later. There is nobody left on the bed to stop her from sprawling out across it and taking up as much space as her body can. Her shirt ends up getting bunched up, showing off her slender tummy that Ryouta wants to play with at the sight of it.

Cassandra sees how he's looking at Aiko and looks down at her own abdomen. A subtle pinch confirms that it's getting soft and – well, pinchable.

This is something that she must keep secret from Ryouta and—

Serra pinches the other side of Cassandra's stomach, causing her to jump, squeak, and blush.

Ryouta looks over at the commotion and sees Serra still with her fingers pinching some of Cassandra's stomach between them.

Cassandra, looking like she's about to cry, glares at Ryouta and demands that he looks away and forgets what he's seeing through her eyes alone.

Knowing what's best for him, Ryouta looks away and forgets that he ever saw Serra pinching Cassandra's stomach. Well, he tries to. All he can think about is how he really wants to pinch her himself and how he bets that her stomach would make a great, really soft pillow. Though, he doubts that he would survive the day if he tells her that.

He'll just have to subtly try to use her as a pillow sometime.

Thinking about it, he pretty much wants to try using all of his girlfriends as pillows. He's already used Alice's breasts as a pillow, basically. He also wants to try resting his head on Alice's thighs, Cassandra's stomach and thighs, and Serra's chest and thighs.

He really just wants to use all of their thighs for his own personal enjoyment.

Then a brilliant idea pops into his head. It is an idea so marvelous and perfect that he is amazed that he never thought of it before.

Cassandra. Sweater. Stomach. Pillow.

”Wait, why am I getting horny from that?” Ryouta thinks to himself. Scared of developing too many new fetishes this morning, he shakes the thought out of his head and goes into the kitchen to help Alice with preparing breakfast.

It turns out that Alice is a pretty good cook. Every egg she cracks is cracked with such precise perfection that not a single drop of the egg white lands outside of the bowl that cracks them into. If Ryouta were to try that, he knows that the white would get splattered all over the counter and probably only half of it would end up inside of the bowl.

Eggs, vegetables, herbs – Alice masterfully works the kitchen and its supplies to put five omelets cooking consecutively on the stove at once.

They already look far better than anything Ryouta has ever made.

”How'd you learn to cook so well?” Ryouta asks her.

”Ah! I am glad that you believe that. As for how – well, I always knew that I would never be good for much due to my legs, so I wanted to get good at everything I could that does not require walking! Your kitchen is just a bit too tall for me which is why I require assistance, but back home, the kitchen was modified so that I could reach everything,” Alice explains.

Ryouta is worried now about her family and servants. If everything was lowered for her, they probably have some back problems.

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”I also create all of my own costumes and wigs!” she continues.

”Seriously? You're pretty talented then,” Ryouta praises her.

Alice smiles while flipping the omelets. ”If there is anything that you would like me to wear, I can make it and wear it just for you! Are there any characters from shows or games that you would perhaps like me to dress up as? If you so wish, I could even try to mimic their personality for you.”

”Alice, stop, you're getting to be too perfect. I don't know if my heart would be able to handle any of that.”

”I am also willing to make costumes for the others, of course! If there is anything you would like to see them dressed up as… perhaps you would like to see Cassandra in a succubus outfit while Serra wears an angelic one, or the other way around? I must admit, I am also attracted to the idea of Serra wearing leather while Cassandra wears a headband with dog ears and a tail—”

”What was that?” Cassandra asks, looking into the kitchen.

Ryouta is just happy that Cassandra interrupted Alice before she said anything too intense.

”Oh! I was just saying that I am fond of the idea of Serra wearing leather and dominating you while you wear a headband with dog ears and have a tail plug,” Alice explains.

Cassandra blinks a few times.

Ryouta blinks a few times.

Serra sits on the couch and waits for food, trying to stay awake and yawning every now and then.

Alice blinks a few times at Cassandra's and Ryouta's blinking and then checks on the omelets.

”Ryouta,” Cassandra says.

”Yeah?” Ryouta asks.