Chapter 72 - 73: Tsundere MILFs Need More Attention!
Ding!
[MILF QUEST! ]
Have a lovely time with the Tsundere MILF sitting on your lap. ]
[Rewards: MILF Token 20x / 250 Exp Points]
[Failure: Do you still want to know? ]
’Fuck, of course I don’t want to! ’Owen cursed as the shitty, tsundere system interface acted up again... She was definitely on her period.
Owen didn’t need to be reminded; the punishment was likely a hot knife ready to cut off his cucumber’s head!
As of right now, Owen had two tsundere on his plate: Stella, who was sitting on his lap, and his tsundere system.
Thankfully, there was only one tsundere in the actual village, saving his life from the trouble of trying to understand what ran through multiple tsundere minds.
Arielle was just a perverted mom who was too shy to show her true feelings to her son, making her the best mom.
Meanwhile, Morenne was a bold one, but at the same time, a worrywart when it came to doing a dirty deed behind her husband’s back.
As for Pamela, she was on an entirely different level of boldness. She might act ashamed at the very beginning, but her mind was already thinking far ahead.
Pamela would gladly lie to her husband as long as she could taste another man. For now, she was still in her right mind.
But as the saying goes,
An unforgettable meal doesn’t end with the last bite; it begins with the craving for another.
"Hmph... those two didn’t say anything; that’s why I hate you. You will have to take responsibility for it, Wen." Her hands grabbed the ropes, her heart beating faster as she felt his manly muscles and body heat against her back and thighs.
’S-stop your delusions, Stell! He’s just your little boy, and you just missed him! ’If Arielle was an overthinker, then Stella was the absolute pinnacle of being delusional.
"Haha, of course, Auntie. Nothing much really happened to me, just some minor problems, and here I am now, enjoying the best view with Big Sis." Owen was confident enough to make smooth, slow movements with the tsundere MILF currently sitting on his lap.
The relationship between the protagonist of the game and Stella was incredibly close... like a mother and son, but with a big-sister dynamic at the same time.
"Hmph, you are as cheeky as ever, Wen. You haven’t changed; that’s why I love you," she mumbled before quickly slapping her hands over her mouth.
’What?! Oh my god... I’m crazy to say something so embarrassing to Wen! Did he hear what I just said...?! ’
"Hmm, what did you just say, Big Sis?" Owen hadn’t actually heard what she said, as her voice was incredibly low, and the passing breeze hindered his ears.
"N-nothing! It’s just... I’m thankful that you are here." Her heart almost stopped as she looked down at her own lap, far too shy to say anything else.
"Haha, thank you, Big Sis. I’m also thankful that you are here," Owen said genuinely. He didn’t have any immediate plans to exploit the tsundere in his lap; the system had only instructed him to have a lovely time, though he certainly wasn’t going to miss a chance to tease her.
Stella really was beautiful... She was wearing simple, housewife-style clothing that reached her knees.
Her fair skin was visible at her shoulders, allowing Owen to catch her unique MILF fragrance, and the straps covering her tits were visible too.
"H-hmph, you still need to compensate me... your c-cheeky moves won’t work on me, Wen!"
"Is that so, Big Sis?"
"O-of course. You need to put in more effort," she said, trying to put on a straightforward, tough face.
’Or... Just hug me.’ She had already learned her lesson from her previous slip of the tongue.
"How about I give you a hug, Big Sis?" Owen read through her intentions like an open book.
"R-really!?... Oh, no... no, I-I don’t want it!" Her head whipped completely around to look at his face, but she quickly decided to lower her gaze again.
"But you clearly want it. Your voice and your body are being honest, Big Sis~.
"No... I don’t want it."
Oh, man... I think she’s even more of a handful than my tsundere system.
[ I can hear your thoughts, host. And I am not a tsundere; I am a system. ]
The system’s voice echoed in his ears like a loud bell, forcing Owen to laugh hard internally.
’Yes... Of course, my dear tsundere Owen couldn’t help but enjoy the system’s company, as he really loved to tease it again and again.
Owen then looked upward, expecting the usual tropes from romance movies to happen.
The rope would snap, and then the two of them would wind up hugging each other on the ground.
Or perhaps one of those ridiculous, godly coincidences from novels where his rod perfectly aligned and fit right into her fruit... It was a common trope, right?
’Oh, man... When is it going to snap? ’ Owen thought, wanting gold to land right in his hands!
He waited, but unfortunately, it wasn’t going to happen to him. This wasn’t some romantic comedy movie.
’Let’s not dwell on that matter, because the wind is on my side! ’He gave a big mental thumbs-up to the breeze, as it was absolutely perfect.
Owen even caught a brief glimpse of her green panties, which were barely hiding her cherry, though the view only lasted for a split second.
Ding!
Keep doing that good work, host... Tsundere MILFs need more attention! (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡ ]
’Hah, I don’t know how these shenanigans keep popping into your mind, System, but it really works.’ Owen was truly hopeless; the system was exceptionally proficient when it came to weird yet highly effective things.
Also, it was completely biased!
[Heh... ]
Owen simply ignored its last remark; it was just trying to rage bait him. More importantly, he had a lovely time with the tsundere on his lap.
"Don’t you think it’s bad to lie, Big Sis?"
"I-I’m not lying! I-I don’t want it... never in a million years... hmph!" She brushed her hair aside, trying desperately to hide her blushing expression.
"Hehe, then I’m not going to push it, Big Sis." Owen stopped. It was a simple date... No, just a simple, lovely time with another gorgeous MILF.
Maybe sharing a lovely little secret in the shade of a tree while the sun was high in the sky... wasn’t such a bad idea after all.