Unlimited Ambition

"Huh? No...no way?" Mikuru-senpai said with a hint of fear, "Kyon is so gentle, how could he do something so outrageous?"

"No, no, no, Mikuru, you need to know that no matter how well a man pretends, it's still just a pretense. Deep down, they're all beasts. If given the chance, they would definitely do this or that to you—just like now."

After Tsuruya-senpai finished speaking, Mikuru seemed to be attacked again; the cute, intermittent screams she had just let out reached my ears once more. Even if I had to guess, I could tell that Tsuruya-senpai was currently doing something enviable… Of course, I don't support her statements…

"Don't worry, based on my ten years of experience with Kyon, that guy is all talk and no action," Haruhi commented.

...You really dare to say that.

"If he really dares to come, I'll castrate him! I'll make sure he's impotent for life!"

……

Hearing Haruhi's boastful words, Tsuruya-senpai laughed out loud, but she didn't believe it at all: "Really? Haruhi... what will you do if Kyon can't have sex?"

"What are you talking about... Who wants to be with him..." Haruhi's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

...Forget it. I rolled my eyes. I thought to myself: Haruhi still has half of the power of this plane, who knows, maybe her joke will come true in the end, and then I'll have nowhere to cry.

So, after I came out wearing ordinary boxer shorts, I called out again, "Aren't you ready yet? If you dawdle any longer, the sun will be setting!" Only then did the girls come out. Each one of them, dressed in their finest attire, radiated youth and charm.

Come to think of it, I'm the only man on this island who can appreciate their charm right now. Thinking about it, it's actually quite touching.

"Well then, please enjoy yourselves. Dinner will be prepared before you return," said a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.

"Thank you for your hard work," I said, patting him on the shoulder. It was as if I were the owner of the villa. (Ignored for the third time)

After that, the SOS Brigade walked hand in hand to the beach. Sunshine, sand, and beautiful women in bikinis. Although it wasn't the first time they'd seen this scene, they certainly never tired of it.

I lay on a beach chair under a parasol, sipping iced lemonade and watching Haruhi and the others play in the water. Besides the beach balls bobbing up and down with the waves, there were other, even more dazzling things, which made me a little overwhelmed.

only……

"Yuki, aren't you going to play?" I asked Yuki, who was lying on the beach chair next to me, still reading a book.

Yuki silently shook her head in response.

"You've finally come to the beach, and it's even a private island! Wouldn't it be a shame not to go swimming? Or would reading be the same as usual?" I continued to persuade them.

Yuki closed her book, turned to look at me, and said, "If it's an order, I'll go play."

...Don't say that, Yuki. Is our relationship just that of master and servant? I think we can go further...

"Kyon! Yuki! Come play with us!" Haruhi waved to us from over there.

"Alright, Yuki, stop being stubborn." I smiled and pulled Yuki's hand to stand up. "Come here!"

Yuki was slightly taken aback, and her face turned a little red after I caught her.

"Are you shy?" I asked, using a telepathic connection.

"No, it's just from the sun," Yuki said, her face becoming even rosier.

"What a hypocrite," I teased her.

We played until very late, almost until sunset, and it was getting dark. Chunri reluctantly left the beach, saying, "Let's come back to play tomorrow!" as she went back to the villa.

The rooms on the second floor of the villa were all luxurious bedrooms with ensuite bathrooms. After a quick shower, we went to the dining room. There, Sakuya had already prepared dinner for us: Japanese sashimi and steamed crabs, their shells seemingly sliced ​​off with a sharp knife, so there was no need to peel them open. It must have been Sakuya's doing.

In addition, Western-style steaks, crispy chicken, stewed meat, and some Chinese dishes were also placed on the table. Although it looked a bit messy, the aromas emanating from it were wonderful.

Chunri sat down without any hesitation, then said, "I'm starting!" and picked up a knife and fork to eat—before putting them down and switching to chopsticks.

“Speaking of which, this can also be considered a way for believers to please the gods,” I whispered to Tsuruya-senpai.

"No, please think of this simply as a generous senior treating a cute junior to a meal," Senior Tsuruya whispered to me in the same tone.

Is that so? I skillfully used my knife and fork, elegantly and quickly bringing large amounts of food into my mouth. Yuki, sitting next to me, also devoured a large amount of food at a speed no less impressive than mine.

"It tastes really good," I said, praising it as I ate.

“It was Mr. Shinkawa who made the dish. I also helped out,” Sakuya explained.

"I never knew you had this skill," I complimented him (again ignoring someone).

"By the way, would you like some drinks?" Sakuya, who was standing behind me, suddenly leaned down and whispered when the banquet was halfway through.

“Oh…of course.” I paused for a moment before replying.

"Please wait a moment." Sakuya said and left. A while later, she pushed a food cart over. However, what was on it didn't seem to be carbonated drinks.

Alcohol? I don't really care. But others might...

I was just about to have Sakuya push the food cart down when Haruhi, with her sharp eyes, noticed: "Kyon, what did you secretly order? I want some too!"

After that, the party started to get out of control. It would be fine if everyone were like Mikuru, who couldn't get up after a little alcohol. But it was rather unseemly for Haruhi and Tsuruya-senpai to get drunk and act crazy like this. I thought to myself as I watched Haruhi gulp down a whole bottle of strong liquor. Then she let out a meaningless, silly laugh and sighed.

"Cheers." I rolled my eyes and drank more wine while turning to the other side, without even changing my expression as I held out my glass.

"By the way, Yuki, don't you ever get drunk?"

"Absolutely not."

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Even when drunk, one must take responsibility.

The banquet lasted until after 2 a.m. I carried Haruhi, who was still giggling like an idiot, upstairs to her bedroom. Looking at her silly antics, I couldn't help but want to punch her a couple of times. It seemed her promise to get up early tomorrow morning and play all day was basically impossible. Even getting up by noon would be a miracle.

Really.

I sighed and tossed Chunri onto the bed. Then I covered her with the blanket. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I looked at her flushed face. Chunri seemed to be tired of playing around. After humming twice, she stopped moving.

Really... although she's usually noisy, she's incredibly cute when she's quiet. I thought to myself as I gently stroked her face.

I'm starting to feel a little protective of her.

Live well, spring.

Although my initial attempt to recommend the cultivation manual to her failed, I had no choice but to try. I'd figure out another way later. Thinking this, I prepared to get up and go back to my room to sleep—no, I should say I should take this opportunity to verify something with Sakuya.

"Kyon..." Haruhi called my name, half-asleep. Then she grabbed my hand, her brow furrowed as if she were having a nightmare: "Don't leave me..."

Ok?

I tried to pull my hand back with a little force, but found that Chunri was holding on very tightly, and it seemed as if she was shedding tears. She looked as pitiful as a kitten about to be abandoned by its owner.

She's so cute. I already knew Haruhi was cute, but I never imagined she'd be this cute—so cute that I almost wanted to push her over anytime, anywhere.

……

Forget it, it seems someone has already criticized me like that (is it envy, jealousy, or hatred? It must be, right? Absolutely, right? Sigh... I absolutely won't care about you, I wish you happiness~). I'll just restrain myself a little then—I'll take action now.

Hehehehehehehehe...

With a mischievous grin, I whispered in Chunri's ear, "Don't worry, I won't leave you. On the contrary, I'll take it a step further... Sorry, it shouldn't hurt too much, trust my technique."

Then I took off my clothes, turned off the lights, and then—that was it. My little sister, her face flushed, burst through the door with a "bang!" and called out, "Kyū!" She then threw herself into my arms—or rather, fell into my arms.

Huh?! What's going on? My heart skipped a beat, and then I smelled a pungent stench of alcohol emanating from my sister.

"You've been drinking?!" I frowned and asked, "I remember telling you not to. You're so young, why are you drinking?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong with that?!" My sister reached out her hand, and if I hadn't dodged quickly, she would have scratched my face. "You idiot, you treat your cute little sister like she's invisible and go off to mess around with other women... What's wrong with me drowning my sorrows in alcohol for a little while?"

...That was really a cruel thing to say. I rolled my eyes; she'd caught me red-handed, but there was nothing I could do. I didn't say anything more: "Anyway, don't do this again. I'll inform Ms. Sakuya."

"Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot!!!" My sister pounded my chest like she was drumming: "Can't you say something else to me, Kyon?"

"At least call me brother one more time..." I rolled my eyes.

"Onii-chan~" To my surprise, my sister actually called me that, just like I wanted to.

Ah... why is there some kind of liquid in the corner of my eye? It's a little bittersweet... it's been years since I've heard my sister call my name like that...

Just as I was in this daze, my sister raised her head, closed her eyes, and kissed my lips. Then she pried open my teeth, stuck out her tongue, and intertwined it with mine, sending me a thick, alcohol-scented saliva.

A full minute later, it suddenly dawned on me what was going on (You did this on purpose, didn't you? A minute? You're a god! You should have realized it in a fraction of a second!). I jerked my head back and tried to push her away.

"Mmm~" My sister clung to me tightly, refusing to let go. She shook her head frantically and kept stretching her neck out, trying to kiss me again.

"Have some self-respect!" I saw that she was getting a little out of line. I got a little angry, so I used a little force, pushed her away, and she fell on her bottom.

"Onii-chan..." My sister sat on the floor, looking at me with tears welling up in her eyes. It was quite pitiful.

I sighed, then went over and picked her up. My sister took the opportunity to continue holding on to me.

"Why not? Am I not cute?" the younger sister asked.

"That's not the reason... I mean, we're siblings, right? We're siblings... So, well... that's how it is..."

"Just because they're siblings doesn't mean they can't? What about that girl named Yuki—"

As she finished speaking, I immediately covered her mouth—then I realized something was wrong. Weren't everyone else's memories of the subspace erased? Why—Yakumo Yukari?!

It's you again, you bastard!!!

I'm so angry I could kill that bastard. Then, I threatened my sister fiercely, "You absolutely can't tell anyone about this, or else... or else..." I really couldn't think of how to punish her.

"Otherwise what? Force me?" the younger sister pouted and shouted, then lowered her voice and muttered, "Even Mom agrees to our relationship..."

Indeed, she was an incredibly enlightened mother—so incredibly enlightened! "Who taught you all this?!" I said, putting my hand to my forehead.

"Aunt Yakumo Yukari—I mean, older sister."

...Okay, I should have known this would happen.

At this moment, Haruhi seemed to have regained a little consciousness, and with her eyes half-open, she continued to call out to me, "Kyon... Kyon... get me a glass of water..."

"Okay, coming right away," I replied, then went over, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of water, and sat down on the edge of the bed to help Chunri sit up and feed her water—the whole time my little sister clung to me like a koala. I was too lazy to bother with her, so I just let her be.

"Kyon..." Haruhi coughed violently after choking on water, and became a little more awake afterward. Seeing my shy expression, she naturally closed her eyes...

What's going on? This action... is she asking me to kiss her? Can't you even pay a little attention to your surroundings? Like who else is around, or my sister with eyes blazing with fury, practically ready to pounce on you and strangle you.

There seem to be quite a few women getting horny today. Is it because of the alcohol? While I'm not exactly a naive young man who'd object to having multiple women on either side, it depends on the situation.

At this moment, my sister turned to look at me again, as if she were very aggrieved: "Besides me, any woman will do? You perverted lecher!"

"No, at least I'm somewhat confident in my taste," I replied.

"Waaah...waaah..." My sister finally couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears. Meanwhile, Kasuga, driven mad by her lovebirds, started pulling down my pants. Since it was summer, I was only wearing a pair of shorts, and nothing else—in fact, that was all I had. The Fallen Angel Robe I had exchanged before could freely transform into any shape, style, and color—and it would never get dirty—and I didn't need to spend money on dry cleaning.

A pair of shorts was quite easy to pull off. Plus, the alcohol in spring had a berserk effect. So before I could even react (again, I said...you definitely did it on purpose, right?! You scum!), I felt a chill down there, and my penis, which had just started to rise slightly from my sister's stimulation, was exposed.

"Pervert!" the younger sister shouted, as if she had won a victory. "You hypocrite! You're clearly a pervert who would have desires for your own sister. You're a scumbag who's cheating on several women, yet you try to act like a saint in front of me—how disgusting!"

As a result, I got really angry because of what my sister said. In other words, I got embarrassed and furious after someone hit my sore spot!