Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System-Chapter 66 - 65: Haruno Pleasure’s; Yuki torment !

In Yuki’s room, she sat straight at her desk, holding a proper book titled Mrs.’ Confession to Forbidden Love. She was reading quietly, maintaining an air of perfect elegance.

Unfortunately, Yuki’s inner state was far from matching her refined exterior. She was currently being assaulted by an utterly "filthy" noise.

To describe its filthiness, imagine the caw of a crow—that harsh, grating "caw-caw-caw" sound, utterly ominous.

Right now, it was as if a crow were circling Yuki’s ears, incessantly "caw-cawing." How could she possibly concentrate on her proper book?

Worse, the crow’s call wasn’t coming from outside, but from the living room. And why did that voice sound so familiar?

"Agghn~ughn~"

Isn’t that her elder sister’s voice?

Yuki had heard of parrots mimicking speech, but never of crows doing the same. Yet here it was, her sister’s voice echoing wildly through the living room, growing louder and more shameless with each call. By the end, Yuki couldn’t bear to listen any longer.

Is this how you’re supposed to behave as the eldest daughter of Yukino family? Do you think no one else is home?!

In a fit of anger, Yuki flung the serious-looking book onto the bed. Her face flushed with embarrassment, she stood up and strode toward the door. How could she tolerate this vulgar crow cawing wildly in her home? Go caw in your own room!

Do you even forgot that you have your own room?!

Yuki nearly kicked the door open in fury, but remembering it was her own room, she forced herself to restrain her anger and withdrew her foot. She reluctantly opened the door normally, intending to chase the crow away.

But the instant the door swung open, the scene that greeted her froze her in place.

Ah... so it wasn’t the crow imitating my sister’s wild cries, but my sister imitating the crow’s caws. Well... then there’s nothing wrong with that, right?

The Yuki who had been so courageous just moments before now wore a flicker of panic in her eyes as she took in the scene in the living room. A blush crept up her fair neck, spreading to the tips of her ears and instantly flushing her entire face crimson, making her look inexplicably adorable.

In Yuki’s eyes, her elder sister in the living room seemed to have gone completely mad, moaning and flailing wildly. Yuki wondered if her sister had lost consciousness, leaving only her body’s primal instincts to drive her chaotic movements.

After witnessing such a frenzied scene, how could Yuki possibly have the nerve to go and shoo away that crow?

Her elder sister had abandoned all shame—was she supposed to do the same?

Yuki couldn’t bear to face her sister in such a debased state. After stealing a few more glances at Roland, she retreated to her room, her face pale with horror.

So terrifying! The scene was utterly terrifying!

Yuki couldn’t accept it. It was as if she’d been told that Roland had already been used by someone else.

Even if someone were to claim him in the future, they would only be getting a man who had already been defiled...

Unacceptable! How could anyone accept such a thing?

Why did her sister have to let her hear those sounds—those sounds that seemed to declare Roland already belonged to someone else?

Why! Why?!

Unable to face reality, Yuki burrowed under her blanket like a frightened ostrich, desperately trying to muffle the loud moaning cries coming straight to her from the living room.

But the sound possessed a piercing, almost magical quality. No matter how she tried to block it out, it refused to be completely silenced.

For the entire afternoon, Yuki was tormented by that filthy, demonic sound. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Her elder sister pleasure cries persisted until just before dinner, when they finally began to subside.

By then, nearly seven hours had passed.

Seven hours!

Seven hours later, Haruno lay completely exhausted in Roland’s arms, gasping for breath with satisfied, ragged breaths. Her eyes held a broken, vacant look, and her body occasionally twitched. It was impossible to imagine the brutal treatment she had endured throughout the afternoon, a sight that tugged at Roland’s heart.

"You bratty boy, you bratty husband~," Haruno murmured weakly, her voice soft and drained. "How dare you defy your own big sister?"

"My dear wife~," Roland replied, gazing at the beauty who now belonged entirely to him. "Shouldn’t we wrap things up? It’s almost time to prepare dinner."

Haruno was the quintessential high-society flower, the dream goddess of countless men. Yet this goddess had risked her family’s scorn to let Roland ravish her in the living room all afternoon. How could he not feel utterly satisfied?

If others knew that their perfect goddess, when held in his arms, could be so utterly debased, they might die of envy.

The mere thought of such a thing was unbearable to Roland. But if he was the one who had corrupted the goddess...

Roland’s possessiveness was absolutely satisfied~.(ˉ﹃ˉ)

"You little brat! You just talked back to your wife and now you want to leave? I still need two more minutes to rest," Haruno grumbled as she burrowed her face in his chest.

"Alright, alright, but this is the last two minutes. No overtime!"

"Hmph~, don’t act like that I can’t live without you."

"Then why don’t we separate right now~?"

"Try it!" Haruno’s eyes turned cold, and it seemed Roland had chosen the worst possible moment to provoke her.

"Ahem, what I meant was, two minutes is too short, isn’t it? I want to spend more time with my beloved wife. How about we take a bath together? We can talk about separating after we’re done bathing." Roland quickly backtracked.

"You’ve thought this through quite thoroughly. Then hurry up and carry me over."

"Yes, my beloved wife!"

Roland didn’t dare keep his wife waiting. He quickly scooped up Haruno whose body was covered in sweat and her legs were currently dripping with his semen, who was clinging to him and refusing to let go, and scurried into the bathroom.

With a splash, they both jumped into the bathtub, beginning a blissful shared bath.

Now Roland had taken a shared bath with both the mother and eldest daughter of the Yukino family. Not a bad plan, right~?

Their shared bath had lasted far longer than intended. When they finally snapped out of their reverie, an entire hour had slipped by.

Realizing they’d run out of time to prepare dinner, Roland had to coax and gently push his Haruno off him.

He tries to lift Haruno off from his crotch by pulling his dick out of her pussy but..

Even pulling out a radish isn’t even this difficult!

And at least a radish wouldn’t glare at him with such resentful eyes after being uprooted.

It was clear Haruno truly didn’t want to end their merged state. Though Yukio had experienced the same reluctance before, could this be what they meant by "like mother, like daughter"?

Even their inability to break free was identical.

Roland felt both love and... more love. How could he not? He’d won the hearts of both a mother and her daughter!

"Alright, my dear wife, don’t be angry," Roland said, hastily trying to soothe Haruno, who looked utterly unsatisfied. "We have all night ahead of us. There’s no need to rush."

"Hmph! Don’t think you’re off the hook just because you said that," Haruno retorted, her mood sour. "You’ll pay for this tonight." With that, she stormed out of the bathroom first with a slight limp.

Judging by the slight upward curve of her lips as she left, it was clear she was eagerly anticipating tonight’s arrival.

Roland remembered she had just experienced pain earlier. Was it really okay for her to be so wildly energetic now?

Though she walked fine than her mother, showing no big signs of having just lost her virginity.

It could only be said that Roland’s Massage Technique was ridiculously effective, allowing Haruno to experience her first time completely painlessly. She really got off easy!

But considering she was now his woman and to be wife, he supposed he could let it slide.

Roland quickly clean his dick which is still covered in Haruno and his sexual fluids and followed her out of the bathroom, feeling quite pleased with himself, and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner after changing into new clothes.

Haruno returned to the living room and stared at the filthy sofa, feeling a headache coming on.

They had been having so much fun playing on it earlier, how could they have forgotten to put down a blanket first?

Now what? These messy stains were probably impossible to clean.

Haruno couldn’t help but twitch her lips. It seemed this sofa was beyond saving...

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