My Girlfriend's Mother is an AV Actress - Chapter 123

The Food Court is Not a Corrupted Place... Right?

The moment we passed through the automatic doors of the shopping mall, the midsummer heat filled air instantly turned into chillingly cold air.

"Phew, what a relief."

"I wish there was a direct door from home to here."

"I wonder if such a convenient cat is lying around somewhere."

After finishing our intense skin-ship at my parents' house and tidying ourselves up, Erika and I headed to the food court to meet up with Hitomi-chan and the others. The feeling of being revived by the cold air before my dick wilts from the heat makes me feel nothing but gratitude for modern civilization.

By the way, let me ignore the point of whether instant oral and immediate sex counts as "skin-ship." In the world of the Suzumura family, the concept of sexual harassment simply does not exist.

"Ah, smells so good. I'm starving."

"Well, after swinging your hips that much, it's no wonder."

"Hey, Brother, think about where you're saying that."

The food court at lunch time was crowded with families and students, with various food aromas mixing in the air. But as expected, curry is the ultimate smell.

Looking over the spacious floor, two figures at a window table particularly caught my eye. Isogai-san, with her tall and boyish presence, really stands out.

"Shota-kun, Erika-chan! Over here, over here!"

Noticing us, Hitomi-chan waved her hand energetically with her usual sun-like smile. Since that's completely natural for her, it's no wonder both Isogai-san and Erika fell for her.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Hitomi-chan. You too, Isogai-san."

Erika slid into the seat right next to Hitomi-chan, already letting out a needy, spoiled voice.

"I missed you, Sister-in-law ❤️"

"Good job today too, Erika-chan. You look a bit more flushed than usual... Did you get plenty of affection from your brother at home?"

Hitomi-chan tilted her head slightly and asked quite nonchalantly. Her powers of observation are truly remarkable. Being one step short of a yandere, she's as sensitive to the presence of other women as nipple sensitivity. By the way, both of them are hiding their nipple piercings with stickers.

"Yeah, Brother was completely relentless when shoving it in, and the bathroom ended up in a terrible state. Thanks to that, my pussy is still twitching."

"As expected of Shota-kun ❤️Then you should eat plenty of meat for lunch to recover your stamina ❤️"

Far from playing innocent, my sister and girlfriend were casually reporting the results of their morning incest as a greeting—a terrifying picture.

In a normal rom-com, this would be a disaster leading to immediate suspension or a breakup, but within this 2-meter radius, it's handled with a vibe like, "Yay, I'm happy we got another matching slave♪" The Suzumura family's reality-warping magic is truly terrifying.

"Hey... you two, stop going into heat with your real sibling from the morning onward."

The one holding her forehead and letting out a deep sigh was Isogai-san in her calm mode. Thankfully, since they were talking in low voices, I don't think anyone around heard them.

"Well, pointing things out to a sex-crazed monkey like Shota-kun is a waste of time anyway."

Hey now, Isogai-san. Don't treat your master like a monkey. Do you want me to make you do service-play in a reverse bunny suit?

"Ah, I have to give this to Shota-kun. 'Recover your remaining ammunition,' is what Mom said while handing me this pocket money."

What Hitomi-chan pulled from her wallet was Eiichi Shibusawa multiplying himself. That's way beyond the budget for a food court lunch.

"No, no, we can't spend this much at these stalls."

"Apparently, if we pay an extra fee, they'll deliver food over here from the restaurant floor, you know?"

Seriously? And so, the menu lined up on our table stood out in stark contrast even in this bustling food court.

Hitomi-chan and Erika chose the "Iron Plate Grilled Local Chicken Set (with Extra Spicy Habanero Powder)." Just looking at it makes my stomach burn.

"Erika, did you like spicy food?"

"I want to match with Sister-in-law ❤️"

Ah, I see. Don't come crying to me tonight when your anus stings with pain. By the way, Hitomi-chan has had so much anal sex with me that her mucous membranes are super tough.

And placed before Isogai-san was the "Premium Japanese Wagyu Iron Plate Stamina Rice Bowl (with 3 Raw Eggs)."

"That's surprisingly normal, but the portion is huge."

"Well, I've been running around in club practice, so I'm hungry."

Don't blush like that. You're going to make me mistakenly think you're cute.

Meanwhile, my menu was the classic "Special Grade Eel Bowl (with Grilled Liver and Clam Soup Set)." By the way, I didn't order this myself; Honami-san apparently pre-ordered it, and it arrived automatically. How did things end up like this in a food court?

The overwhelming aroma of eel, capable of obliterating the smell of curry, naturally drew glances from all around. Stop looking at me, curry shop owner. In a way, I'm the victim here too.

"...Hey, why are you sitting on a food court plastic chair eating high-end restaurant quality eel?"

I can understand why Isogai-san muttered that while stabbing her fork into the Wagyu beef. But isn't yours pretty high-end too?

"Build up your stamina with this so you can love me thoroughly tonight as well ❤️"

"As for me, I'm fine with rape instead of love."

Tonight's sex turn belongs to Hitomi-chan. The reason she chose a sister combination over a mother-daughter combination was probably to commemorate Isogai-san becoming an adopted daughter.

"No, no. I want to love Isogai-san... I mean, Kazumi-chan too, though."

If I provoke her too much, she might choke my neck like last time. Although it's not really my thing, that moment made me realize I'm actually the one suited for choking play.

"...Honestly, putting on that kind of gentle attitude is the absolute lowest and most unfair thing about you."

"Shota-kun isn't putting on a gentle attitude, he's actually gentle ❤️Here, say 'ah' ❤️Eat the eel liver, and choke-rape me hard tonight, okay? ❤️"

Hitomi-chan brought the grilled liver to my mouth with her chopsticks. The idea of building up stamina with eel is amusingly identical between mother and daughter.

"Yeah, the bitterness of the liver and the sweet-and-savory glaze are just right."

It was right during that affectionate conversation. I saw a female student approaching us from across the floor.

"Ah, I knew it was Hitomi!"

"Hatsuho-senpai! It's been a while."

"Well, I just retired from the club recently, though."

Ah, I've seen her before. She's a senior in the badminton club alongside Hitomi-chan. A beautiful girl, but she gives off a strong-willed impression. Even when I went to watch practice, her voice was surprisingly loud despite her short stature.

"And this must be Hitomi's boyfriend, right? Plus the usual prince-type girl... Whoa, you guys are eating ridiculously expensive stuff."

"What brings you here, Senpai?"

"Ah, I'm on my way back from my part-time job. I'm broke, so I've been cramming in shift after shift... but it doesn't look like I'll make ends meet at all."

Broke? Well, there's no use digging too deep into that. After chatting briefly, Hatsuho-san walked away, and we returned to our usual conversation.

After finishing our meal, we spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out at the shopping mall like normal students until evening, before heading into the unexpected event: a dinner party at the Kagawa house.

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