Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System-Chapter 39 - 38: I only married him because you like married women!

Chapter 39: Chapter 38: I only married him because you like married women!

After Yuki.returned to her room, Yukio and Roland quickly and stealthily slipped back to their own rooms.

The moment Yukio entered her room, she rushed into the bathroom and tore off her thick, sticky wet panties, which were so soaked they could be wrung out like a wet rag.

Staring at the utterly "filthy" wet undies before her, Yukio’s lips twitched with shame. If anyone saw these, they’d be shocked and wonder what on earth she’d been doing to make them like this.

But in reality, she and Roland hadn’t done anything particularly scandalous. If pressed, she’d admit to little more than an hour of full body massage. Surely that couldn’t be considered crossing the line?

The problem was Roland’s bafflingly effective massage technique. How could mere rubbing of her skin bring such intense pleasure—comparable to the satisfaction of "taking care of herself"? When his hands ventured to her inner thighs, the sensation even surpassed her own efforts.

That’s why Yukio had "melted" several times, ultimately collapsing weakly into Roland’s arms. If Yuki hadn’t suddenly returned at that critical moment, who knows if they wouldn’t have become one?

Yukio vividly remembered the moment Roland had started shamelessly undressing her slowly. Though she knew they were dangerously close to crossing a line, she had been too caught up in the moment to stop him. In fact, she had even pulled down his half of zipper herself...

They had come so close—so close—to committing an irreversible mistake.

A mix of regret and fear churned within Yukio stomach, the two emotions locked in an uneasy balance trying to poke out.

Her fear stemmed not only from breaking the so called verbal contract with her eldest daughter but also from the moral and ethical boundaries that forbade such an immoral relationship. After all, they were to be mother-in-law and son-in-law. No matter how intimate or affectionate they became, she couldn’t truly betray her daughter like that, could she?

Yet a part of her also felt a pang of regret. If they had actually gone through with it, and Haruno never found out, there would be no violation of any contract. And if she could abandon her conscience and dignity, moral constraints would no longer bind her.

After all, once the deed was done, what use would there be in crying over spoiled milk, it wouldn’t matter whether it was morally permissible or not.

So, as always, the truth remained: if no one discovered her transgression, then she hadn’t truly transgressed at all!

That had truly been Yukio’s best opportunity to succumb to temptation of forbidden desires. If she had given in, their relationship would have evolved into a genuine affair, and any future transgressions would become even more brazen. She might have ended up never wanting to leave the bed.

The mere thought of such a life sent shivers down Yukio’s spine—shivers of excitement and guilty pleasures.

Alas, it remained only a fantasy. As the lingering warmth from orgasmed faded from her body and her mind steer cleared, her maternal morality reasserted itself to it’s place. She couldn’t possibly allow such a thing to happen again.

Haruno had been right all along: she could always trust her mother in her normal state to never cross the line.

After all, her mother was the very embodiment of rationality... when in her normal state.

In any case, Yukio stared at the sticky panties for a long moment, an inexplicable intrusive urge rising within her to smear them across Roland’s face.

Ultimately, she suppressed the impulse. With a sigh, she tossed the panties into the washing machine.

Thinking about it, Roland probably got his hands covered in her pussy juices when he was massaging her thighs, right?

She wonders if that little guy did anything weird after running back to Haruno’s room?

Like sucking on his fingers or something...

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Meanwhile, in Haruno’s room...

Roland felt completely wronged. How could he possibly do something so disgusting and immoral?

Besides, his fingers are so dirty! Wouldn’t it be unhygienic to put them straight in his mouth and sucked on it?

As someone with a slight obsession with cleanliness, he would never do something so unsanitary and unhygienic!

With that thought, Roland pulled his hand out of his pants.

Ahem! Speaking of which, it’s getting late. He should go meet Yuki properly and start preparing dinner.

With that in mind, Roland took a quick shower to wash off the mixture of his and Yukio’s sweat, changed into clean clothes, and headed out.

At the same time, Yuki had also left her room, presumably after using the bathroom. She was now sitting alone on the sofa, staring blankly at a damp spot beside her.

Because Yukio had climaxed so much juices out earlier, a large damp patch had formed on the sofa. Although she had tried to wipe it up with tissues, a noticeable wet stain remained.

Fortunately, Yuki didn’t let her imagination run wild with images of her mother melting into snow. She simply assumed her mother had accidentally spilled a glass of water.

Could that be why mother wouldn’t let me use the restroom earlier? To hide this stain?

That’s ridiculous. It’s just a spilled glass of water on the sofa.

Did she thought her own daughter would actually suspect she’d wet herself?

Regardless, the idea was absurd. Even in her wildest dreams, Yuki couldn’t imagine her mother doing something like that.

So Yuki immediately dismissed this utterly impossible scenario.

"Yuki, you’re back?"

Just as Yuki was puzzling over why her mother had prevented her from using the restroom earlier, Roland emerged from his room, pretending to have just noticed her return.

But his appearance didn’t elicit a friendly greeting from Yuki. Instead, her body froze.

She recognized that voice instantly—Roland’s. So her sister’s partner was indeed Roland?

That’s right. Roland had just come out of her sister’s room. That was proof enough that they were together, wasn’t it?

Had they even slept together?

This had all happened so suddenly that Yuki’s mind struggled to accept it.

"I just got back. I didn’t expect to see you here. I heard about you and big sis..." Yuki forced a strained smile as she looked at Roland.

She didn’t need to smile at all. A simple greeting would have sufficed. That’s how they usually interacted, wasn’t it?

Why did she insist on forcing this awkward smile?

And why... did she feel this strange discomfort in her heart?

Could it be that she was reluctant to see her big sister get married?

Yuki didn’t dare dwell on it any further. She would just accept it as fact.

"About that," Roland said with a smile, "to be honest, I’m currently on a matchmaking date with big sister Haruno. We might actually become family someday. If that happens, I’ll be counting on your guidance, Yuki."

"Please take good care of me. Should I congratulate you, or offer my condolences?" Yuki’s inner turmoil remained hidden beneath her usual calm demeanor, tinged with a hint of her trademark sharp wit.

"Well, I suppose it counts as a marriage, so congratulations are in order. After all, I did choose her..."

"I never pegged you for someone with a masochistic streak."

"No, no, no! Let me clarify—my preferences are perfectly normal!"

"My sister’s been teasing you relentlessly, hasn’t she? You call that a normal choice?"

"Well, what could I do? My mom insisted I go on a blind date, and I didn’t want to drag you into it. Your sister was the only option left." Roland shrugged, as if he’d been forced into this corner.

Yuki: ...???

Wait... so you wanted to choose me from the start?

Choosing my sister was your reluctant second choice?

No, you could have chosen me first! I would have rejected you later! freёwebnoѵel.com

Why didn’t you even mention it?

How could you know the outcome if you didn’t ask?!

Roland’s words were as absurd as a married woman saying, "I only married him because you like married women."

Utterly ridiculous and illogical.

Yuki was completely dumbfounded.

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