The man who had followed them in watched, his eyes spitting fire.
That’s my niece!
The niece who was so cute as a child, and has grown even more beautiful and alluring.
She should have been my woman!
Yet this guy, this damn guy!
Pet?!
Hearing his words, he was even more dumbfounded.
“That’s impossible!!”
“Chisato, tell me, are you my little pet?” Ayato slid his hand from her collar inside her clothes, roughly kneading the smooth, soft flesh inside.
The visible changes in shape were obvious.
This scene made Chisato’s uncle’s pupils quake, his heart roiling with shockwaves.
Jealous acid surged wildly in his stomach.
He desperately wanted to rush over, kick him away fiercely, and then claim Chisato’s sexy body for himself.
“Mmm…”
Chisato responded softly in a low voice.
Her emotions were a bit low.
It wasn’t because Ayato was taking liberties—she didn’t reject Ayato-kun’s hands.
Her chest felt very comfortable being kneaded by him; she liked it.
It was just…
hearing him say she was just a pet made her feel a bit sad.
If only…
Impossible!
That’s impossible!
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Chisato isn’t that kind of girl.
She…
You actually guessed right.
I did threaten her.
But do you have the right to say such things?
“What a disgusting man. So pathetic,” Ayato sighed, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“No matter how much you rage impotently, Chisato is my woman now. Sorry, dead fat pig. She’s a woman you will never be able to have.”
Saying this, Ayato withdrew his hand, looking meaningfully at Chisato.
Under the stunned gazes of the two, he pressed her head down.
Having rolled in the sheets with Ayato several times, Chisato immediately knew what he wanted to do.
Her cheeks flushed ‘whoosh’ red.
Even though she knew this guy was outrageous, but…
but…
there’s someone else here right now!
How can Ayato-kun be so bold?
Wait, he wouldn’t…
The man was even more stunned, his eyes wide, pupils constricting, looking at Ayato and his niece in disbelief.
Could it be, could it be!
“Chisato,” Ayato stroked her cheek, then placed his hand on top of her head, gently pressing down, speaking softly, “Be good. Do that thing that makes your master feel good.”
Chisato: “…”
This big pervert!
This big rogue (scoundrel)!
The girl’s eyes were incredibly resentful, but meeting Ayato’s dark, smiling eyes, her heart pounded fiercely, and she found herself completely unable to refuse.
who told Ayato-kun to like it?
Forget it.
He must have been doing this on purpose in front of Uncle, he’s too wicked.
Chisato obediently squatted down, hesitated for a moment before pulling down his pants zipper, and just like that, under her Uncle’s gaze, she parted her red lips and extended her tongue to lightly lick him.
“Wu~” she let out ambiguous moans and gasps.
“No!!! Chisato! Chisato, what are you doing?! Don’t do it!!!”
The slovenly man clutched his head with both hands, his face full of shock and frenzy.
He was going crazy, truly going crazy.
“You, you two! She’s mine! Chisato is mine! She should be mine!”
He screamed in collapse.
That should have been my woman, the man she served should have been me, should have been me, her Uncle, that cute little niece, the gentle and beautiful little girl from childhood.
The girl who grew up to be so alluring and lewd, actually doing, doing this kind of thing in front of another man!!
Unacceptable!!
He stole my niece, he stole my woman!!
He watched helplessly as his beautiful niece, who should have belonged to him, knelt before him with a shy expression, burying her head to serve, her posture docile and obedient, concentrating fully, occasionally extending her red tongue and letting out ambiguous moans, her breath like orchids.
This Chisato’s Uncle was about to go crazy.
Under this immense stimulation, his head was about to explode, and he let out painful wails, like a pig being slaughtered.
However, Chisato was completely unmoved, as if her eyes only held Ayato.
As for that disgusting Uncle?
Besides disdain and loathing, she felt nothing else.
Ayato narrowed his eyes, enjoying Chisato’s service, with a devilish smile on his face, appreciating the collapsing expression of that fat pig man.
Although both were Kaito, unfortunately, there is still a gap between Kaito.