Ultimate Being from the Tokonosu City 173 Sorry, I will be a bad guy tonight (Patreon)

"Please sit here, Shiba-san." 

"...yes." 

Miya felt slightly nervous, especially when she realized what she had done, yet when she felt his eyes were on her entire body, she felt giddy and strangely hot. 

Yet, how could his eyes not be on her body? 

After all, unlike her previous dress, which made her appear like an elegant, mature woman, her current dress made her appear like a gentle mother, yet, even with that dress, it was impossible to hide the sensuality from that body. 

Her current dress featured bold, light purple silk camisole pajamas that showed off her thin, small shoulders.

Her ample breasts were prominent in the dress, showing a single, small mole in one of those bountiful whitenesses. 

Fortunately, she still wore a long cardigan to give a little warmth to her body and also hid her beautiful body from the eyes of the man who wasn't her husband.

"Do you need me for something, Shiba-san?" 

"Let's have a little talk," Miya said softly as she sat on his opposite side, watching the quiet sea from the window of his room. "By the way, are you drinking?" While saying that, she showed a bottle of red wine in her hand. 

"No, I don't drink alcohol." Isao shook his head and asked worriedly, "Are you okay to drink alcohol?" 

"It should be fine if it's only a sip or two." Miya didn't mind even if Isao didn't drink any alcohol and poured a small amount of wine into the glass given by Isao.

Inside the guest room where Isao stayed had been provided with many necessities, and it was complete with many things. Moreover, even if they needed something, the machine could handle most of the things, so it was all fine. 

"I don't know why... I feel better somehow... so I want to take a sip or two." 

"Well, just be careful not to drink so much." 

"Um..." 

As she sipped her wine lightly, letting it wet her red lips, Miya took a secret peek at Isao's side profile. Young, she thought. Currently, she is 44, and she isn't young anymore. She wasn't as beautiful as before, but then again, she didn't think that she was ugly. Yet, watching his calm expression, watching the sea and the waves calmly, she shook her head softly, thinking how arrogant she thought that he would be attracted to her. 

'Instead of me, he should be attracted to Honami-san...' 

It might be because it was her first time feeling something like this; she didn't know what to do and only made an assumption in her mind.

So what about her current husband?

Her current husband was someone chosen based on genetic matching to create exceptional offspring. There were no feelings or whatever... or rather, she had never thought that it was okay for her to enjoy her life when she thought about what she did to her sister. 

"Are you okay?" 

"Ah, um, sorry to make you worry." 

Miya was startled and apologized softly when she noticed his concerned expression. 

Isao looked at Miya for a while and said, while pointing at the bottle of wine, "Let me have some of that." 

"...didn't you say that you don't drink alcohol?" 

"Let me accompany you. You seem lonely." 

While Isao didn't drink alcohol, he didn't mind drinking some. Still, as he thought about alcohol, he thought about a wine god that could turn many people into slaves or addicts of alcohol in the world of "Danmachi." 

'I should copy his DNA,' he thought. 

It wasn't like he wanted to make someone into an addict, but alcohol was a profitable business, after all. 

"Thanks." Miya smiled softly at his words. 

Isao looked at Miya and said, "You should smile often, you know?" 

"Why so?" Miya looked at Isao with doubt. 

"You look more beautiful this way." 

"...." 

Still, Miya stared at Isao for a while and asked, "...did you often seduce women this way?" 

Isao was speechless and said, "I have never said that to anyone."

Miya smiled and said, "Really? Why do I think that you are so skillful?" 

"You are the first one." 

Yes, in this world, Miya was the first one to say those words. 

"While I am happy, I am the wife of someone and the mother of two. You should say those words to someone who is younger and single, okay?" 

Unlike before, Miya appeared stern, as if she was trying to admonish him. 

"...especially when you are so young. I can be your mother, you know? Instead of me, you should say that to Honami-san." 

"But I think that you are more charming than her," Isao said truthfully. 

Miya giggled with slightly reddish cheeks. "I am happy even if it's just lip service." 

"That's not true. If you are single, I might try to seduce you." 

Yes, Isao was no longer a bad guy, so knowing that Miya was the wife of someone and a mother, he decided to retreat. 

"Oh~? How will you seduce me, then~?" Miya asked curiously. 

"...seriously?" 

"I am curious. I have never been seduced, after all." 

Miya smiled sweetly, yet mischievously, as she looked at him with curiosity. 

"Hmm... I will probably come straight forward to you, telling you that I want to get to know you and tell you that I am attracted to you." 

"...you sure straightforward." Miya blushed since Isao told her that he was attracted to her. 

"If I don't come at you in a straightforward manner, then you will be suspicious of me, right? In the worst case, I will be rejected anyway." 

"Fufufu... you shouldn't give up. Try to seduce me more." 

Isao rolled his eyes, watching how Miya had a great time teasing him, but he didn't mind since it was fun to talk with this mature woman. 

Under the ambiguous exchange, Isao was like a seasoned fisherman, reeling the fish, sometimes pulling, and sometimes, letting go. 

As they sat next to each other, they talked about many things, such as Okinawa, food, and many others. Naturally, Isao avoided all the topics that were related to her family and sensitive matters. I only focused on having a great time and telling her about a great place to see in Okinawa or many other parts of the country. 

Frankly, he was grateful to those fifty men that he had beaten up. While the memory of those fifty men seemed worthless, he gained many topics that he could talk about with Miya. 

Isao knew that Miya was a magician, so it was impossible for her to leave the country, especially with her identity. 

Nor did she wish to, probably, as her memory of a foreign country definitely wasn't good. 

Still, as they talked, time also moved faster, and it was quite late. 

"I should go back. It isn't good of me to stay too late." 

"Let me send you until the door." 

"There is no need to. I am just leaving this room, right?" 

Only when she stood up did she lose her balance. Fortunately, Isao caught her and held her from behind. 

His strong arms caught her firmly, and she felt safe in his arms. 

However, this closeness was too much, especially for her, who was a wife of others. 

Miya shouldn't let him hold her like this, letting his strong body press against hers.

"...I-I am sorry. It seems that I drink too much..." 

Still, it was her fault, so she apologized. 

On the tropical island, in a place where there was hardly anyone who knew them, an impulse sometimes appeared in their minds. 

So, instead of letting her go, Isao hugged her tighter. 

As her heart beat so fast, Miya felt that her rationality slowly melted by the heat of his young and strong body, especially when his erection was clearly felt on her buttocks, making her lower body weak and wet.

"...Isao-san."

Her voice was stern, and she stared at him with a cold gaze. 

Miya needed to tell this young man how wrong what he was about to do was. 

Isao also sobered and slightly loosened his arms around Miya's body. "I am sorry, Miya. You are so attractive that I can't help but... to do this." He thought that he could control himself, yet it seemed that he couldn't. 

Her gentle scent that tickled his nose, her soft body on his arms, the ambiguous atmosphere between them, and this sudden closeness due to an accident. 

All of those elements made him almost lose control. 

Still, when he said that, Miya didn't move and kept staring at him with a dignified expression, yet somehow, it was like she was trying to hide and stop something that shouldn't be felt by a woman of her identity. 

Watching this, he felt like he should try it again. 

With Miya's identity, it was impossible for her to make a move, so if there was someone who was wrong, it should be him who couldn't stop being a bad guy and touching the wives of others. 

As he approached her slowly, Miya knew that she could escape. No, he gave her time to escape, thinking it through, yet this advance of his made her mind chaotic, and her body became hotter and hotter until she could only let him kiss her lips. 

"Hmn~!"

A gentle kiss. 

His lips gently savored her lips, softly and tenderly telling her that everything was going to be okay. 

Instead of pushing him away, her arms were on his chest, letting a man who wasn't her husband kiss her, letting him feel something that she had never felt before until suddenly he showed his fangs and let her feel the feeling of a real kiss. 

The dignified woman who tried to bear everything on her own could only succumb and let herself fall. 

Kissing and hugging, the two were inseparable until their lips parted, gazing into each other before she let herself be devoured by him.

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On the other hand, Honami, who was so sleepy as she stood outside the door, suddenly awoke. She quickly stood up, realizing that she had slacked her duty. 

"Madam?" 

Honami wondered whether Miya had returned to her room, but then, if Miya had returned, Miya should have reminded him, and she should have known about it as she stood in front of the door of Isao's room. 

In other words, Miya was still inside. 

While she knew it was wrong, Honami decided to peek inside because, as a guardian, it was her duty to protect the safety of her master. Gently opening the door, hoping that no one would notice her before, her eyes widened as the dignified and elegant woman who made people look at her in awe was no longer there. 

Under the dim light, her master was there, being hugged by a man who wasn't her husband, naked, bare, showing the beauty of her mature body. She appeared so lewd, letting herself drown in a sea of pleasure as her cries echoed within the room, clearly enjoying the obscene act. 

Honami closed her mouth as she widened her eyes, yet she couldn't look away, watching the two as she felt her panties were wet.