My wife believes me; how could I be a cuckold?

As for what's inside the nightgown... although it's not very clear because the nightgown is made of silk and not completely transparent, Makoto Asano was still able to see it clearly thanks to his powerful eyesight, which comes from his high stamina of 8 points.

Yuna Kanno wasn't wearing anything underneath.

This applies to both the top and the bottom.

In addition, beneath the hem of her skirt, her slender and long legs were encased in white stockings.

Relatively few girls wear white stockings because white makes legs look thicker and exposes the leg shape. Only girls with very good leg shapes can look good in white stockings.

Yuna Kanno's legs are already a bit thin, so wearing white stockings is just perfect for her.

Paired with that pristine white silk nightgown, Asano Makoto truly understood what it meant to be pure yet undeniably sexy.

Noticing Asano Makoto staring at her with a somewhat dazed look, Kanno Yuna gave a slightly shy smile.

Perhaps wanting Asano Makoto to see more clearly, she stood still and slowly turned around.

After standing still, she bit her lip and asked with a slightly flushed face, "How is it, Master? Does it look good?"

Upon hearing this, Asano Masaya finally came to his senses.

He rubbed his nose somewhat awkwardly, but his eyes wouldn't leave his face—being caught peeking was embarrassing, but he still had to keep looking.

As he watched, the desire that he had just vented rekindled within him.

You deliberately provoked me this morning and stacked up my critical strike chance, and now you're stacking up my attack speed, huh?

Little Yuna, little Yuna, all I can say is that you've already found a way to die!

Why did I have to peek?

That's Yuna, one of my... lovers... Can't I just look at her directly? What's there to be embarrassed about?

Thinking this, Asano Makoto's embarrassment vanished instantly, and his gaze toward Kanno Yuna was filled with admiration and a hint of something more.

Noticing his undisguised, burning gaze, Yuna Kanno felt her cheeks burn even hotter.

However, at the same time, her expression visibly became somewhat happy.

She slowly walked into the kitchen and came to Asano Makoto's side. Looking at the clay pot of soup that was simmering, she asked casually, "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you think it looks bad?"

As she spoke, Yuna Kanno raised her head again, staring at him without blinking, her moist lips slightly parted, as if she were yearning for something.

Even Makoto Asano felt a little embarrassed being stared at like that; he could be considered a typical example of someone with high offense but low... medium defense.

He coughed softly, subconsciously averting his gaze and whispering, "...Beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Yuna Kanno became noticeably happier and bolder.

"It's beautiful... Then, Master, you..."

She first murmured something to herself, then turned around, tiptoed slightly, and brought her lips close to Asano Makoto's ear, breathing softly, "Master, are you... still able to do it?"

Perhaps because she had just woken up, her words carried an indescribable languid allure.

Makoto Asano was slightly taken aback, feeling somewhat surprised.

Is my ability being questioned?

I just finished being tormented and slept for so long, and now this is happening again?

Are you so forgetful?

No, I can't bear it.

Thinking of this, Makoto Asano couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, looked at Yuna Kanno again, and said confidently, "You can give it a try."

The moment he finished speaking, Yuna Kanno immediately stepped forward, hugged him, and stood on tiptoe to cover his mouth.

Makoto Asano also took things without any hesitation, while constantly backing away and leaning against the kitchen wall.

boom!

This was like a signal, and the two people embracing and kissing immediately became even more passionate.

Makoto Asano reached out and peeled Yuna Kanno's silk nightgown off her shoulders, while Yuna Kanno pulled down his pajama bottoms in return.

The two of them continued to kiss passionately, gradually disarming each other's already negligible defenses.

After a long while, the two finally parted ways.

Yuna Kanno tilted her head back, breathing slightly heavily, and looked at Makoto Asano with a dazed expression.

Compared to her, Makoto Asano was clearly much more awake; at least he remembered that he was cooking.

He looked down at Yuna Kanno, who was completely naked except for a pair of white stockings, and whispered, "Yuna, there's still chicken soup simmering in the pot."

Yuna Kanno smiled sweetly: "It's alright, Master."

As she spoke, she knelt down on the ground and immediately lowered her head.

hiss--!

So, after taking a deep breath, Makoto Asano, who had just finished reflecting, inevitably lost control once again.

Chapter 197 Juicer

"Hmm...it seems...it seems a bit bitter, not tasty..."

Yuna Kanno poked at the stewed beef in her bowl with her chopsticks, sighed helplessly, and said this as if she was trying to suppress something.

"There's nothing we can do about that, it's your problem."

Asano Makoto reached over Kanno Yuna and picked up the piece of beef that was almost falling apart from her bowl. He chewed it a couple of times and swallowed it, saying, "It does taste a bit bitter. Maybe we should just throw it away and not eat it—hiss! Sit still and don't move."

As he spoke, Makoto Asano gently patted Yuna Kanno's bottom with his left hand, signaling her to calm down and not move around.

Besides the chicken soup, there was also beef stewing in a pot on the side.

Makoto Asano was originally a very good cook. With the help of a master chef, no matter how he cooked, his dishes would never taste bad.

Unfortunately, after he threw all the ingredients into the pot, Yuna Kanno came out and, to make matters worse, aroused his desire.

then……

Then there is no more.

Asano Makoto's fighting prowess needs no introduction. The two fought for over an hour, and it's almost seven o'clock now that they're sitting at the table.

During that hour or so, neither of them paid any attention to the food in the pot, lost in their own happiness.

The result is self-evident.

Actually, the soup was alright, it was just a bit too dry from being boiled. Adding some water and reheating it would fix it.

However, the beef was different. Because it was stewed for an extra hour and the spices in the pot weren't removed during the stewing process, the beef not only became incredibly loose, but the flavor was also overpowering, turning it somewhat bitter.

Makoto Asano meant to just throw it away and order takeout again, but Yuna Kanno seemed a little reluctant.

She said, "It's okay, I've eaten even worse food," while having Asano Makoto scoop all the beef from the pot onto the stove.

It's a pity that she could have eaten it if it were the old her.

However, because she had eaten Asano Makoto's cooking a few times before, her tastes had become increasingly discerning. She couldn't even stomach bitter food.

You know, back when she ate her mother's cooking, she was...

Forget it, the past is too painful to recall.

Thinking of the pots and bowls of mushy food her mother used to make, Yuna Kanno sighed helplessly.

After being spanked by Makoto Asano, she immediately cried out in pain, and then moved again, somewhat defiantly.

Asano Makoto gasped in surprise, and she herself couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

This time, Makoto Asano couldn't take it anymore.

He put down his chopsticks, grabbed Yuna Kanno's slender waist with both hands, and gently pushed off with his legs, moving the chair back slightly to create some space.

Noticing his movement, Yuna Kanno immediately dropped her chopsticks, grabbed Makoto Asano's thighs which were sandwiched between her legs, and said with a trembling voice, "M-Master..."

Although her words sounded like she was afraid, there was no fear in her tone; instead, it sounded like she was... looking forward to it.

To make Asano Makoto more comfortable, she even bent down and lay on the table.

Sensing the expectation hidden in her words, Makoto Asano sighed helplessly.

This girl, I've got her for life.

Makoto Asano's thinking was not unfounded, but rather based on reason and evidence.

While he was cooking, he was relentlessly flirted with by the proactive Yuna Kamino, and she even pinned him against the wall while she was squatting on the ground.

After the meal was served, she didn't sit opposite or next to him as instructed, but instead used Asano Makoto as a cushion.

Seeing Yuna like this made Makoto Asano somewhat worried about her future.

This is definitely a juice-making machine!

However, for the beneficiaries, she is truly delightful.

At least Makoto Asano really likes Yuna like this.

Moreover, he will continue to love her and ensure Yuna's future. He will never abandon her or fall in love with someone else.

The term "transferring affections" refers to transferring one's original feelings to another person and starting a new relationship.

But I'm not transferring my feelings; I'm just distracting them.

It's not even a dispersion, it's more like an expansion.

Because I can guarantee that my love for everyone is complete and equal, there is no question of me falling in love with someone else.

Just as Makoto Asano was solemnly declaring himself a scumbag in his mind, perhaps because she was getting a little impatient, Yuna Kanno actually started moving on her own.

The sudden sensation startled Asano Makoto, who was lost in thought, and he hurriedly asked, "Hiss... Yuna?"

"Master, man...you are so wicked!"

As she spoke, Yuna Kanno suddenly straightened up and then sat down heavily.

"Ugh—! Haa... Haa, Master..."

This was now truly confirmed, and she couldn't help but tilt her head back and let out a joyful sound.