Ultimate Being from the Tokonosu City 174 It's too late (Patreon)

It had been a while, but Miya felt that she had a good sleep. 

In the abyss where there was no light, she found the light that led her to a beautiful place with many flowers. 

In that place, he was there, accompanying, holding her, giving her something that she had never felt before. 

Only the two. 

Miya let herself be held by him from behind, enjoying the feeling of being protected. 

It was beautiful, she thought, but suddenly she felt someone call her name and she turned, watching a young woman, who was looking at her with a crazed-like smile. 

"You killed me!" 

At that moment, Miya woke up abruptly, breathing heavily, and cold sweats covered her ripe, naked body. 

"Isao-san?" 

Miya looked around and felt at a loss when she saw him nowhere, but then she heard his voice from the outside. This made her slowly stand up, reaching for the blanket to cover her naked body, then move her plump, white thighs and slowly walk toward the window, peeking toward the yard. 

She saw Tatsuya and Miyuki in the yard, along with Isao, who taught the two martial arts. 

Watching the three, a gentle smile appeared on her beautiful face, and then a blush covered her face, thinking of the kind of absurdity and craziness she had done with someone who wasn't her husband. 

Yet, when she thought about last night... 

Her expression was in a state of dream, thinking of the wonderful things that happened between them as he conquered her, letting her feel the joy of a woman with his hard, thick, and large erection. 

Even though he was no longer inside her, she could feel that he was inside, overwriting everything, making her only think about him. 

Yet, she also knew that she wasn't worthy to be someone who could be by his side, especially for what she had done to her family. 

As she quietly watched the three, she saw that Isao seemed to notice her and winked at her, causing her body to throb, recalling his embrace, blushing, before she quickly escaped from that bad boy! 

Still, she was a married woman, and she wasn't a young girl who knew nothing, so while she was helpless, she tried to force herself to think that it was all just a one-time mistake and that she wouldn't do this again. 

As she calmed herself, Miya knew that she couldn't be seen inside his room, so she called Honami to help her return to her room. 

While hesitating, Honami entered the room, looking haggard yet awkwardly toward her master. 

"Madam..." 

"Help me to go back to my room..." 

There was no need to explain anything. 

The guardian's job was to submissively protect their master. 

Honami walked toward her master, watching how rosy, beautiful, and younger Miya had become. At the same time, Miya also appeared so cheerful, like a beautiful flower that was watered by the most skillful gardener on the richest soil. 

Honami bit her lower lips, recalling the womanly expression that appeared on the face of her master. She could tell that her master enjoyed his embrace, like a woman entrusting everything to the man, yet she wondered whether it was okay. 

Under that constant struggle for morality, Honami sent Miya to the master bedroom before Miya glanced at Honami and said, "Help me to take a bath, Honami-san." 

"Ah, yes." 

As Miya showed off her naked body, Honami even gasped when she saw many red marks, which were clearly hickeys, on Miya's beautiful shoulders and slender neck. 

"He is a bad boy." 

Watching Honami's expression, Miya reminded Honami, especially when Honami appeared so innocent. "Be careful. He might seduce you if you appear easy in front of him." 

"Ye-Yes!" Honami could only nod obediently, thinking that Isao was really a bad boy~! 

On the other hand, Isao taught Tatsuya and Miyuki everything. He didn't hold anything and told everything that they wanted to know. 

"So, is your martial art inspired by the phenomenon in the world?" Tatsuya asked. 

"Yup." Isao nodded. "Sun, flower, water, insect, thunder, stone, and many others." 

"I-Insect?" Miyuki shivered. 

"There are many martial arts that mimic an insect movement, you know? There is even something known as a praying mantis fist." 

"Is it strong?" Tatsuya asked curiously. 

"Of course." Isao nodded. "Insects might be small, but many of them have extraordinary abilities that you have never imagined. If those insects are the size of a human, they might dominate the world." 

"...." 

While Tatsuya thought of Isao's words, Miyuki shivered, disgusted by the image of a large insect in her mind. 

"Can you show me this insect movement?" Tatsuya asked. "Yesterday was a flower, right?" 

"Yeah, yesterday was a flower." Isao looked at Tatsuya and said, "But let's not focus on the style or whatever; I will teach you slowly and determine which style is suitable for you." 

"Yes, Sensei!" 

Then, that morning, the two sparred, fighting each other, while Isao fixed Tatsuya's bad habit, making him even stronger in physical ability. At the same time, he thought of teaching Tatsuya Akaza's martial arts. 

Even though Isao had beaten Akaza quite easily, it was mostly because his body was much stronger than Akaza, but if Akaza had a physical ability like him along with the martial art that Akaza had mastered, Akaza would be a human nuclear bomb. 

"You want to learn too, Miyuki?" 

While Isao didn't really want to call Miyuki by her first name, she told him that it was okay, so he just called her directly since it was quite bothersome to call her "Tatsuya's little sister." 

"Is that fine?" Miyuki asked. 

"Sure." Isao nodded. "It doesn't matter whether I teach one or two." 

"..." Tatsuya was speechless, but he didn't say much since he could tell that Isao really taught the two seriously, and at the same time, he could see that Isao lacked interest in Miyuki. 

Miyuki could also feel it, but she didn't mind and felt happy since she had always been treated like candy, and everyone always surrounded her, bothering her with unnecessary attention, so Isao's normal attitude was welcomed by her. 

"I want to dance like martial arts!" Miyuki somehow acted like his daughter. 

"Yes, yes." 

Even though Isao had slept with their mother, it was impossible for him to say that, and frankly, he felt guilty as he let his desire overwhelm him.

'Even though I have promised not to touch a woman with a husband anymore...' 

Isao still recalled his vow where he promised that he wouldn't touch a mature woman with a husband, especially after his case with Amane, but it seemed that no matter how hard he tried, it was really impossible for him to deny his nature. 

'No! This is the last time! This is the last time!' 

Isao vowed again within his heart, as he didn't want Tatsuya and Miyuki to know what he had done. 

Still, as he taught the two of them attentively, letting them feel the growth and improvement in their bodies, a voice stopped them. 

"You all take a rest for a moment. You haven't eaten breakfast, right?" 

When they heard this voice, they realized that they hadn't eaten anything except for fruits and milk. 

Still, when the source of this voice met Isao's gaze, the stillness, like emotion, wavered and became ferocious waves that made her recall what had happened between them last night. 

While Miya was slightly tipsy due to the red wine, she knew that she let him do all of that based on her consent. Even if she said nothing, she agreed to let him ravage her ripened body and awaken the woman's instinct in her body that succumbed to him, who embraced her tightly, letting her enjoy the pleasure of flesh that she had never felt before. 

Her beautiful, mature face turned crimson, and she looked away. 

While Isao took a deep breath, trying to calm the fiery lust on his body, Tatsuya and Miyuki felt their mother was weird, yet they didn't mind since somehow... it felt like Miya, who had always been cold, really became the mother for the two somehow. 

Only Honami tried to glare at Isao, trying to stop this beast from touching her master again! 

Yet, when Isao glanced at her, she could only lower her head as she was afraid when he put his attention on her, she would be pulled into an inescapable abyss.