Ten minutes later, Kenshin finally absorbed the incoming information and understood how to create the simplest formations and how to draw the world’s energy to power them.
He realized that the energy feeding the formations had nothing to do with chakra, or the natural energy from “Sage Mode” that he’d seen in the original work when he was a student.
Remembering the most powerful battles in that mode, Kenshin shuddered again, unable to imagine how he would survive the coming whirlwind of events…
While the young man was lost in thought, Aya woke up and yawned softly, stretching, working out her limbs stiff from sleep.
She felt wonderful and couldn’t remember ever waking up so happy.
Turning her head to the left, she saw the handsome face of the man of her dreams and couldn’t resist, leaning toward him and gently kissing him on the lips.
Kenshin, feeling Aya’s light kiss, opened his eyes and smiled, seeing the satisfied face of the beautiful Asian girl before him.
He put his right arm around her and pulled her closer, initiating a passionate kiss with tongue, stroking her back, soft as silk.
“Uuuf, god, I love you…” Aya purred, laying her head on his chest.
“I love you too,” Kenshin said affectionately, and kissed the top of her head, still stroking her tender back.
Remembering the description of the “Patriarch’s Will” ability, he suddenly wondered if it had worked on Aya.
Outwardly, he noticed no difference — just a tender girl cuddling after good sex.
He decided to test something and said:
“Aya, sweetheart, kiss me.”
“Mhm?
Okay.” She purred, then lifted her head and pressed her cherry lips to his.
Kenshin didn’t know how to subtly command the girl to do something without ruining their relationship in case the Patriarch’s ability hadn’t worked.
He decided to try his luck and said:
“Today we’ll go to the auntie’s shop, and I’ll fuck you right in front of her, okay?” Kenshin said in the most affectionate tone he could manage, ready to apologize and say it was all just a stupid joke.
“Mhm, okay, if that’s what you want,” Aya agreed, and laid her head back on the young man’s chest.
“No way!
It works!” Kenshin thought in shock, unable to believe that such a shy girl had agreed to such madness.
Of course, he wasn’t actually going to commit debauchery in the middle of the village — he just wanted to test her reaction to such a shameless proposal.
The young man’s peacefully sleeping cock, encouraged by such a prospect, began to rise and pressed against the young girl’s tender thigh.
Kenshin wrapped both arms around Aya, then suddenly rolled over, ending up on top.
She blinked up at him with her blue eyes, not understanding what had come over him.
“Did you enjoy last night?” the young man asked slyly, stroking the girl’s tender belly, moving his hand higher and higher until he cupped both her breasts.
“Mhm…” she purred, blushed, and looked away.
Kenshin was already fully aroused, so he spread her tender legs and, positioning his cock at the entrance to her small pink pussy, pushed gently.
Compared to the first time, everything happened much faster now, and his cock was buried balls-deep in the young girl’s small pussy in just a few thrusts.
“Uuungh!” Aya moaned, feeling completely filled.
Kenshin spread her legs even wider and put them over his shoulders, beginning to fuck his first woman in this world hard.
He was madly in love with how her tight pussy squeezed his cock.
He couldn’t help himself and reached out both hands, grabbing her perky tits, pinching her small nipples, drawing increasingly loud moans from the aroused girl’s mouth.
“Aaah, yes, uuuf!” Aya moaned, enjoying the penetration of the large cock.
And while yesterday she’d needed clitoral stimulation, now she was more than ready to come from this cock alone, feeling a flame kindling in her pussy, ready to grow into a blaze.
The young man, feeling her pussy clench, sped up his thrusts and began fucking her even harder.
And half a minute later, Aya’s eyes rolled back, her back arched, and her pussy squeezed incredibly tight.
“Uuungh!
God, god, god!” the young brunette whimpered, experiencing a staggering orgasm.
Kenshin himself was on the verge of his own orgasm, and the insane squeezing of the velvet vise served as a trigger, making him shoot several thick ropes of sperm deep into the girl’s burning pussy.
Rolling off Aya, the young man pulled her close, and the lovers just lay there, catching their breath, enjoying post-orgasmic bliss.
After lying like that for another ten minutes or so, Kenshin noticed it was already 7:10, so he slapped the girl on the ass and said, “Time to get up.
Make something to eat, and I’ll freshen up in the meantime.”
Aya whimpered softly, then stretched, got up, picked up her clothes from the floor, and swaying her hips, walked toward the kitchen.
Kenshin couldn’t help but admire the elegant gait of the young beauty and the incredible sight of his sperm flowing out of her pink pussy, dripping onto the floor.
* * *
While Aya freshened up and prepared breakfast, Kenshin struggled to shave with the “straight razor” left behind by Aya’s grandfather.
Unaccustomed to it, the young man cut himself several times but successfully finished this routine task.
After washing up and refreshing his head, he again began to think about what he needed to do to stay alive, and perhaps even become an important figure in this dangerous world.
Kenshin came to the conclusion that the most important thing he lacked was information.
He didn’t know what was happening behind the scenes of this world, he didn’t know how to train his future “children,” he didn’t even have a map of the area!
Deciding not to burden his head with distant future problems, the young man returned to the house and headed to the kitchen, where he found Aya standing at the table, cutting some vegetables and humming a cheerful tune under her breath.
She was wearing a light floral sundress, her hair braided into one large plait, and a slightly faded apron in front.
The young man came up behind her and hugged her, kissing her tender neck.
“Ah!” Aya cried out in fright, but realizing it was her beloved man hugging her, she arched her neck, offering it to his loving kisses.
“Kenshin, god, don’t scare me like that, especially when I have a knife in my hand!” the girl purred, setting the knife aside for a moment.
Kenshin didn’t answer, just continued kissing the girl’s tender neck, moving both hands from her waist to her small, firm breasts.
He liked just standing there, holding the young beauty.
All his problems immediately faded into the background and were temporarily forgotten, and only the tender scent of the young girl and the softness of her skin occupied the young man’s mind.
The young man noted that he had somehow become more lustful and seeking of female attention.
In his past life, he definitely hadn’t been like this, but now it was apparently the effect of the “Patriarch” class.
Finishing his thoughts, he let the girl go, allowing her to finish preparing breakfast, and sat down at the table.