He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

Sosuke's words implied that Sakura and Maki were not Shota's biological daughters.

“Now that you’ve entered this family, you’re one of us. They are my granddaughters, and you are my son,” the grandfather continued.

The meaning is clear: we're all family, so let's not get involved in incestuous relationships.

No wonder, everyone says that grandparents love their grandchildren more. Shirakawa recalled his grandfather's attitude when he first came to the house.

They directly expressed their disgust.

It seems that the grandfather really likes his two granddaughters, but he's just not good at expressing it.

"Dad, they're not from the Mido family, especially that Kana. She looks like a vixen, all mature and experienced. Who knows how many men she's been with to have those two daughters? Also, they were there when Shota had his car accident. How come they're alright? I think the rumors in the village might not be false. That Kana is just a jinx, she's just..."

"enough!"

Snapped!

Mido's grandfather slapped Sosuke hard across the face.

The sound echoed in the main house, indicating that the force was clearly considerable.

“Father…Father…” Sosuke covered his face, stunned.

“I don’t like Kana either, but she has changed her surname. In name, she is your older brother’s sister-in-law. I don’t care what other people in the village say. You are the younger generation and cannot disrespect her.”

"What sister-in-law? My brother died in a car accident not long after the engagement. What else could she be but a jinx? Maybe she conspired with outsiders..."

"Shut up!" Grandfather roared in anger, his withered, wrinkled hand gripping the wooden sword. He swung it hard and slammed it onto the tatami mat.

"Today is the anniversary of your elder brother's death, and I was planning to say a few words to you and that would be it. I didn't expect you to be so unrepentant, taking off your clothes and exposing your back."

"Father, are you really going to hit me because of an outsider?"

Sōsuke was the youngest child in the Mitsu family, and Mitsu's grandfather doted on him and never had the heart to lay a hand on him.

"Today is the anniversary of your elder brother's death. You have been disrespectful to your sister-in-law and deserve punishment!"

With trembling hands, Sosuke took off his shirt, revealing his fair back.

His grandfather placed the wooden sword on his back, aimed, and then raised the sword to strike hard.

"Ugh!" Sosuke winced in pain and let out a soft groan.

......

Sōsuke lay face down on the tatami mat, his back bruised and swollen from the beating, whimpering softly.

The grandfather wiped the wooden sword with a rag, ignoring the injured Sosuke.

It seems that this grandfather is even stricter than Shirakawa imagined, and he only cares about reason, not people.

Although he believed the rumors in the village and admitted that Kana was a vixen and a jinx, he still put traditional values ​​and dogma first. He also doted on his granddaughters, even though they were not Shota's biological daughters.

It's probably because they only have sons in their family.

What a cruel person.

The corporal punishment in the Mido family was truly cruel.

It's best not to provoke him.

"Shirakawa-kun, what are you doing here?"

Aunt?

Kana, dressed in loose pajamas, stood at the door of the side room and called out to Shirakawa.

The main house is not far from Kana's side house, and even at night, you can clearly see who is at the door of the main house.

"No, I was just curious and took a walk around."

Shirakawa hurriedly fled the scene of the crime.

No sooner had he left than his grandfather, hearing a noise outside, pushed open the door.

I saw Shirakawa and Kana.

He snorted coldly, said nothing more, and closed the door again.

Shirakawa breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, he hadn't been discovered.

"Um... Shirakawa-kun, are you free now? Grandmother isn't here, and there are some things I'd like to talk to you about," Kana said.

"Ah."

Kana led Shirakawa into the room and knelt on the bedding.

Shirakawa also sat on the ground.

"I'm sorry, Shirakawa-kun." Kana lowered her head and solemnly apologized to Shirakawa.

"Huh? What's wrong? Why are you apologizing?" Shirakawa asked.

"I'm really sorry for making you suffer so much today, including all the cold looks and bad temper you've had."

When you first enter the house, when you offer incense, and when you eat.

Shirakawa-kun was always sullen and was constantly mocked by them.

“It’s not your fault, Aunt Mido, it’s alright.”

"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have brought Shirakawa-kun along, but... but..." Kana covered her mouth, her body trembling slightly, as if she was about to burst into tears.

"Auntie~" Seeing how fragile his aunt was, Shirakawa felt a pang of heartache.

“But I… the thought of abandoning you and coming here with my daughters to pay respects to Shota makes my heart ache. But I am a member of the Mido family, and I have to abide by these traditions.”

Kana didn't explicitly state her twisted love for Shirakawa, and Shirakawa understood it too; neither of them brought it up.

"I'm scared, I'm worried, I can't bear to leave, I want you by my side." Kana's eyes reddened, her pupils glistening with tears. Although she was much older than Shirakawa, she was like a little woman at this moment, crying and yearning for Shirakawa's warmth.

Shirakawa knelt down and embraced Kana.

This time, it was Shirakawa's turn to hold Kana in his arms.

The two embraced tightly once again.

"Don't be afraid, Auntie, I'm right here. I'm not going back anywhere," Shirakawa gently comforted Kana.

The two felt each other's heartbeats, as if their forbidden relationship was drawing closer.

Kana looked up at Shirakawa's face and then at his lips.

Driven by guilt, Kana's love for Shirakawa even outweighed her sense of remorse. On the anniversary of Shota's death, she seemed to be trying to prove that Shirakawa was the one she truly loved.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he kissed her passionately.

This time, the kiss was on the lips.

This was the first time they had crossed a taboo, and it was Kana who took the initiative to do so.

Some girls with rounded corners will not allow guests to kiss them, even when they are having fun with them, as if kissing is something very important to them.

Kana kissed Shirakawa, and even after kissing his arm, the two did many other fun things.

That fleeting kiss was something Shirakawa found incredibly memorable.

The cool touch combined with the unique fragrance of a mature woman made Bai Chuan feel even closer to her than before, even though the aunt had helped him with Xingyu.

An apricot is an apricot, and love is love.

The former is dopamine, and the latter is endorphin.

"Shirakawa-kun, this is... my first kiss." Kana hooked her soft arm around Shirakawa's neck, her eyes sparkling as they gazed at each other.

The very first kiss?

Shirakawa's cheeks immediately flushed red.

"Shh~" Kana held up her index finger and covered Shirakawa's lips. "Can you call me Kana?"

"Kana...Kana..."

"Shirakawa."

Kana was crying, but it was hard to tell if she was laughing or crying. She nestled in Shirakawa's arms, rubbing against him, her long hair, which had been tied up, was slightly disheveled. She felt Shirakawa's warmth, his scent, and everything about him.

Although the aunt's fleshy body felt very comfortable and her embrace was very warm, Shirakawa was terrified at this moment.

Today is the anniversary of Shota's death. Shota's ghost has appeared and is now tightly embracing his wife.

Damn me.

"Shirakawa-kun, if you need to satisfy your desires, now is also an option."

This is the only way Kana can express her love for Shirakawa right now.

Unwavering love.

Shirakawa also realized that if he followed this atmosphere, he would be 100% able to get to the final step.

Savoring the untouched, voluptuous flesh, navigating the rapids of the Amazon rainforest valley...

Aunt Meidu, whom I'm holding, is breathing rapidly and her body is turning red, as if she's starting to warm up.

But there's Shota.

Shirakawa can't do it; even if his aunt doesn't care, he still has to.