Before I know it, nighttime has arrived. I lose track of time while training for my Mana pool expansion.

Once I’m done, I decide to let my yappy AI talk for a while.

{Finally! I am free!}

’Don’t make it sound like you were trapped in some kind of bondage,’ I scoff.

{Well, it fucking sucks seeing things and not being able to talk.}

’Wait, what do you mean by seeing things?!’

{Ahem... It’s nothing. I was just talking nonsense.}

’Hey, don’t lie to me, or I won’t let you talk ever again. Didn’t you say that once I turn you off, you won’t be able to see what I’m doing?’

{Well, that was the case before, but things changed. For some reason, I can see everything you’re doing, but I just can’t talk to you or access the system without your permission.}

’Sigh. While that’s bad news, it’s not as bad as you messing with the system behind my back. Anyways, did you also see what happened just now?’

{Cough. I saw you playing with your sister-in-law’s pussycat.}

’Fufu, yeah, it was her pussycat. A beautiful pussycat.’

{Anyways, this seems suspicious. Why are you letting me speak today? Do you need my help?}

’Well, I kind of do.’

{I knew it. You just wanted to use and dump me again.}

’That’s because you’re at my disposal. You’re meant to be used.’

{¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯}

"...."

’Alright, I’m sorry, buddy.’

{Apology accepted. What do you need my help with?}

I begin explaining to Zero what happened between me and Tiriana. Even though Zero already know the situation, I explain it anyway.

{So, you’re asking for my opinion on what to do next?}

’Obviously.’

{To be honest, I think you made a huge mistake by not finishing the job. If you don’t get it done, she’ll keep scrutinizing you and looking at you in a bad light. However, if you do get it done, she’ll still look at you in a bad light, but she’ll accept things for what they are and won’t act cold toward you.}

’Damn, that’s a risky game. I could lose everything if I get caught, you know?’

{No pain, no gain.}

After seeing Zero’s words, I make up my mind and jump down from the tree with a loud thud.

BAM!

I head into the house, and when I reach the living room, I don’t see anyone except Theodore, who is sprawled across the four-seater couch, snoring loudly with his mouth wide open.

I’m sure he either smoked DevilSkunk or is simply exhausted.

"Father-in-law~"

"Father-in-law, aren’t you going into your room?" I call again, but he doesn’t answer.

I walk over and tap him, but he still doesn’t respond. Damn, this man must have smoked some top-tier DevilSkunk.

Since he’s not inside his room, that means Mother-in-law must still be around too, because there’s no way she’d head to bed without her husband.

I walk to the dining area, but I don’t see anyone there. However, I notice signs that someone has eaten, which means Father-in-law probably had dinner before passing out.

Suddenly, I catch a faint whiff of a mesmerizing aroma and trace it to the kitchen.

Through a small gap in the door, I watch Mother-in-law’s figure as she stir-fries something on the stove. Sweat drips down her forehead, and her blouse clings tightly to her damp body beneath the apron she’s wearing.

I gulp, and my heart begins to race. Despite having an opportunity to make a move, I can’t help feeling nervous. After all, anything could go wrong.

Steeling my resolve, I push the door open in one swift motion and close it behind me, startling Mother-in-law. She stares at me in shock, looking as though the words have gotten stuck in her throat.

"J-Jacob, what are you doing here?" she stutters, taking a step back as her face turns pink.

"Tiriana, what do you mean?" I call her by name directly, and she looks even more shocked, quickly turning off the stove.

"D-Don’t do anything stupid. My husband is in the living room! I’ll forget what happened between us. Please stop scaring me," Tiriana stammers, continuing to back away until she hits the solid surface of a large refrigerator.

"I can’t stop thinking about you. Your beautiful face, your smile, and your figure. It hurts when you treat me so coldly," I say in an emotional voice as I move closer.

"D-Don’t worry. I won’t act cold toward you again, okay? Just stop already," she says with a forced smile.

As if I’d believe that.

If I stop now, things will only get worse. The only way out is to finish what I started.

I stop in front of her and grab her hands, pinning them above her head.

"Ahn~"

My sudden action makes her let out a surprised cry, and the ladle in her hand slips to the floor.

[LUST TOUCH ACTIVATED. TARGET HAS BEEN INFLUENCED.]

The moment I activate Lust Touch, I notice Tiriana’s face turn bright red and her breathing grow ragged. She no longer struggles and simply breathes heavily, her eyes locked onto mine.

I lean forward and kiss her neck.

"Uaaah~ m-my husband is in the living room," she whispers, trying not to make noise.

I make sure to leave a hickey on her neck before pulling away.

I can see the outline of her nipples through the apron, meaning she’s not wearing a bra beneath her blouse.

That only turns me on more.

I pull her closer, place a hand on her ass, and give it a hard slap that makes her flesh ripple.

PAAAH!!

"Iyaaaaan!"

I land another slap, and this time she lets out a louder, pleading moan as her body shudders.

This is the effect of Lust Touch.

Its purpose is to ignite the lust within a target. The effectiveness depends on the target’s willpower. In other words, if a target has no desire for sex, the skill has minimal effect, and at most, they’ll only feel a slight heat spreading through their body.

But for someone like Tiriana, who’s been sexually starved and already affected by what happened between us earlier today, the skill has a significant effect.

She nearly collapses from a simple slap on the ass and now looks at me with lust-filled eyes and ragged breathing.

But I want to make things more interesting.

I bend down, pick up the fallen ladle, place it back into her hand, and smile.

"Mother-in-law, why don’t you continue cooking?" I say as I turn the stove back on.

"O-Okay," she stammers.

She gives me a strange look before returning to stir whatever is cooking on the stove.

Then, without warning, I wrap my arms around her from behind and firmly squeeze her chest.

"Fuuaaaaan~"

A loud moan escapes her lips as though something inside her has snapped.

She quickly covers her mouth and turns to look at me with teary eyes while pressing her thighs together in a strange manner.