A Predator Targeting a Predator, Haruna
"Did you sleep well, Seobang-nim?"
Tsuruka, wearing an apron, greeted me with a bright smile as she set food on the table. Having heard her chatting happily with Undine as I came down the stairs, I hugged her from behind as she turned back toward the kitchen after setting down the dishes.
"You're adorable, but how long are you going to keep up that formal way of speaking?"
"W-what do you mean, Seobang-nim...?"
"You don't have to talk like that in front of me. You can speak like a normal girl, just like you do when we're together at night."
If she genuinely preferred it, that would be one thing, but Tsuruka, who insisted on using archaic, ultra-polite honorifics, would occasionally slip when the mood relaxed, speaking with the lively, bubbly tone of any other girl her age. That seemed much more comfortable for her, making me feel like she was simply struggling to shake off the stiff register she had been forced to adopt due to her official position.
"Well... that... it is not quite like that..."
Squeeze.
I wrapped my arms around Tsuruka's soft, yielding waist and rested my chin on her head. Snugly nestled in my embrace, Tsuruka slyly pushed her hips back, gently rubbing her buttocks against my crotch while stealing a glance at me.
"More importantly! I heard you are going to see Lady Minerva again today!"
Glancing at me sideways while clearly enjoying the sensation blooming from her rear, Tsuruka suddenly realized Haruna was sitting nearby. She quickly slipped out of my embrace and pushed against my waist, guiding me into a chair. I could have easily resisted, but she looked so adorable puffing out her cheeks to change the subject that I let myself be guided.
"Ah..."
Haruna, who had been chewing on a piece of dry bread with hollow, vacant eyes, looked up at me as I sat beside her. Smiling at her tired, lifeless expression, I offered a morning greeting.
"Good morning."
"Yes... good morning..."
Flinch.
Like a criminal caught red-handed, Haruna avoided my gaze, staring down at her plate as she chewed. For someone as straight-laced as Haruna, her attempt to hide her discomfort was painfully awkward, but I pretended not to notice and kept talking to her.
"I'm curious about what we'll be learning today."
"Ah, right. Since you seem to favor footwork, we will focus on leg strength and posture correction..."
Gulp.
Looking at me while chewing the remaining bread in her mouth, Haruna struggled to find her words. She barely managed to swallow the bread before slowly continuing.
"We will correct your posture... and then have a light sparring session..."
Her halting speech was due to her eyes being locked onto my crotch, which had been fully aroused thanks to Tsuruka. Staring at the prominent bulge stretching the fabric of my trousers, Haruna swallowed hard repeatedly as she tried to keep talking.
"And... we will dismiss the other warriors today as well..."
"Are you feeling unwell? Your face is incredibly flushed."
Reach.
Realizing she had been staring too openly, Haruna's eyes darted frantically between my face and my crotch. But when I reached out and gently placed my hand over her forehead, she hung her head low, staring fixedly at the floor.
"It is nothing..."
Feeling the feverish heat radiating against my palm, I slowly stroked Haruna's forehead with my hand and fingertips. As I caressed her smooth skin, Haruna suddenly raised her voice and pushed my hand away.
"Well then! I shall excuse myself first!"
Rattle.
Clutching her collar, Haruna stood up abruptly and rushed out the door. Her legs, pressed tightly together, rubbed against each other as she hurried away. Watching her retreat—leaving her half-eaten bread behind—I took a bite of the bread in front of me.
My training under Minerva in the scorching sun was finally showing some progress. The mana, which had previously shown no signs of condensing, was faintly beginning to gather and take shape. When I closed my eyes and focused, I could feel the mana binding together, smoothing out as it coalesced into a single entity.
"Very good~ Think of it as condensing it into a single sphere first, and then refining it~!"
Observing the mana inside my body, Minerva clapped her hands in delight. Feeling that all the scolding and intense focus had finally paid off, I smiled brightly and approached her.
"Thank you. I never imagined I'd be able to do something like this."
"No, no~ It's only possible because of your strong will, Casano~ Still, let's keep practicing consistently to make it a perfect sphere~"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Answering energetically, I continued to condense the sphere of mana under Minerva's guidance. Since Undine was away running an errand for Minerva, it was just the two of us under the blazing sun, sweating profusely as we practiced over and over again.
"Whew... Let's take a break now~ That's enough for today~"
I was only a step away from achieving the perfect sphere Minerva wanted. I looked at her with lingering regret, but she shook her head and pointed at my face. When I raised my hand to wipe my brow, my wrist was instantly drenched in sweat. I relaxed my posture and walked over to the shade where Minerva was resting.
"Phew..."
Leaning against a tree in the cool shade, a wave of lethargy washed over my entire body. Although I hadn't been physically exerting myself, standing still under the blazing sun while intensely focusing my senses was mentally exhausting, draining my energy rapidly.
"Here is some water~"
Taking the sloshing, cool water, I threw my head back and gulped it down. Smiling at the refreshing sensation trickling down my throat, I emptied the container in one go and handed the empty bottle back to Minerva. Accepting the bottle, which still held a lingering chill, Minerva smiled faintly and rested her chin in her hand, looking at me.
"You seem to be the type who improves faster with scolding rather than praise, Casano~"
"I actually prefer praise."
"If I just tell you how well you're doing, you seem to slack off~ But when I needle you and scold you, you hate hearing it so much that you learn in the blink of an eye~"
Having analyzed me in such a short time, Minerva gave me a sultry look, observing me closely. Her gaze felt as if she were reading my every gesture, the movement of my pupils, and even the timing of my breaths, making me feel strangely self-conscious, so I averted my eyes.
"Fufu, I should let Haruna know about this~"
"Why would you tell her? We're about to fight soon..."
When I had told Minerva that my duel with Haruna was set, she admitted she had expected it but was still surprised, looking at me with intrigued eyes. She found it fascinating how quickly I had grasped Haruna's temperament.
"Oh, it's about time to head back~"
As we sat side by side with our eyes closed, enjoying the breeze, Minerva spoke as she pulled a pocket watch from her bosom. Showing me the time, she stood up, patted the dust off her firm buttocks, and turned around. Staring intently at her supple, twitching bronze skin, I stood up and stepped close behind her.
"Are you taking me back today, Minerva?"
"Yes~ I wonder what's keeping Undine so long—"
Pouting with puffed cheeks, Minerva muttered a promise of punishment for Undine as she took my hand. Gripping her warm hand tightly, I watched her reaction as we slowly floated up into the sky, gently interlacing my fingers with hers.
"Mmh..."
Floating upward with her eyes closed, Minerva merely twitched her brow but didn't pull away. As I squeezed our tightly interlaced fingers, we quickly ascended high into the sky.
"Shall we go, then~?"
Minerva said softly, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. She squeezed back, her fingers locking tightly with mine. I leaned my arm against her firm shoulder, pressing my body close to hers.
"No matter how many times we do this, flying is still terrifying."
"Should I hold you, then~?"
Minerva joked, extending her free arm. I smiled and nodded.
"That would actually feel much safer. I'm afraid I'll fall if I lose my grip."
"Fufu... Don't worry, that won't happen~"
I closed my eyes, feeling her warmth radiating through our palms. Whispering in a soft voice, Minerva exhaled a sweet breath.
"Rest for a moment... Fufufu..."
Just as I thought her laugh sounded incredibly witch-like, a wave of pure comfort washed over me. Even though we were flying over the jungle, cutting through the wind, the tranquil atmosphere lulled me. Drifting into a deep slumber, I let go of my tension.
"...wake up~"
Shake, shake.
"Huh..."
I opened my eyes to a soft, whistling voice. My vision was blurry, but as I focused, I saw Minerva shaking me with a serene smile.
"We've arrived~ You're completely out of it~"
"It was just so comfortable, I couldn't help it."
"Fufu, I'm glad to hear that~ Well, I'll be off now, so make sure to train hard~"
Minerva licked her moist lips and turned around. Watching her sexy figure slowly float back up into the sky, I ran my tongue over my own lips, which felt strangely damp. Recalling the faint scent of roses lingering on them, I turned toward the Training Ground where Haruna was waiting.
"One! Two!"
The Training Ground was filled with sweltering heat and battered beastmen. The training session seemed to be nearing its end, and everyone's eyes burned with fierce determination. Haruna, wearing only a sports bra, was pacing around the arena, her toned thighs flexing with every step. The male beastmen tried to pretend they weren't looking, but their eyes constantly drifted toward her firm thighs and bouncing breasts as they shouted their cadences at the top of their lungs.
"That's enough!"
Resting her hands on her hips, Haruna called a halt and raised her hand. The scattered warriors quickly formed ranks, bowed 90 degrees, and shouted a thunderous thank-you that shook the arena.
"Thank you very much!"
Patter, patter.
With a brief, robust shout of gratitude, the beastmen dispersed. The arena, which had been packed with sweating, training warriors just moments ago, emptied out in the blink of an eye.
"Y-you're here?"
Hesitantly, Haruna approached me, her right arm crossed under her chest to support her sports-bra-clad breasts. Her tight gray pants, which looked identical to the ones she wore yesterday, clung so tightly to her skin they seemed on the verge of bursting, radiating an incredibly lewd aura.
"Yes, I'm not late today."
"I see. You... seem to have sweated quite a lot."
Sniffing as she mentioned the sweat, Haruna flared her nostrils repeatedly to inhale my scent, clearly thinking I wouldn't notice. Taking off my coat, which was damp with dried sweat, I spoke.
"Ah, you're right. Perhaps I should go change."
"Yes, do that. There should be some training clothes Eruka used to wear in the warehouse over there. Go change into those."
As I turned toward the warehouse with my coat draped over my arm, Haruna suddenly stopped me.
"Th-that coat... there's nowhere to hang it, so I will take care of it. I can just hang it over there—and the clothes will need to be washed anyway—"
Watching her roll her eyes as she rambled on with excuses, I debated teasing her but decided to just smile and hand over the sweat-soaked coat.
"You're right, thank you. I'll go change quickly, then."
"Mmh. I shall be waiting."
Leaving Haruna clutching the coat tightly, I headed toward the warehouse. I walked without looking back so she wouldn't suspect anything, but once her presence grew faint, I stole a glance behind me.
Inhale...!
Having let her guard down, Haruna was hugging my coat tightly as if embracing a lover, burying her nose in the collar to inhale my scent. Exhaling sweet, hot breaths from her parted lips, she rubbed her private parts against the fabric, twitching as she closed her eyes tight, utterly absorbed in sniffing my coat.
"Oh..."
Seeing her so deeply entranced that she looked ready to masturbate right then and there just like yesterday, I slipped into the warehouse. Looking around the cluttered space filled with various odds and ends and discarded clothing, I tossed aside my sweaty garments and picked up a white training uniform hanging in the corner.
"Hmm?"
Looking closer, this wasn't just a simple storage room; there were quite a few interesting items scattered around. A small notebook filled with Eruka's crooked handwriting, and a well-worn musical instrument. Though intrigued, I remembered Haruna was waiting. I quickly changed into the training clothes and hurried back outside.
"Ah...!"
Hearing the sudden creak of the door, Haruna—who had been burying her face in my coat until the very last second—hastily spun around to hide the garment behind her back, crossing her arms to pretend she had just been waiting.
Feasting my eyes on her back, which revealed a smooth, elegant nape thanks to her long gray hair being tied up, I casually spoke to the posing Haruna.
"I'm all changed."
"Mmh, you're back."
Turn.
Turning around, Haruna now had my coat neatly folded and draped over her arm. Pointing at my coat, I asked her,
"I thought you said you were going to hang it up?"
"Ah, I was just shaking off the dust first. Shall we begin our training, then?"
Moving her stiff body, she spoke with feigned nonchalance as she hung my coat on a nearby branch, then slowly stepped toward me. For someone who used to be too straight-laced to even tell a lie, Haruna was becoming increasingly shameless. Looking at her smooth, unbothered face, which showed not a single trace of awkwardness, I bowed politely.
"Please guide me."
"Likewise."
"Then I'll wash up first today as well."
"Go ahead. Don't worry about me and take your time."
Having finished our grueling training and drenched in sweat, the two of us shared casual conversation as we walked back to the house. Noticing Haruna's face growing redder the closer we got to the house, I subtly dangled a bait before her. Snapping up the bait, Haruna's breathing grew increasingly ragged with excitement. She opened the door first and practically pushed me inside.
"I'll go in first."
"No, you must be exhausted. Go wash up quickly."
Pushed into the bathroom by Haruna's immense strength, I quickly stripped. Tossing my sweat-soaked clothes into the laundry basket, my skin still flushed from standing under the hot sun, I slowly stepped into the warm bath.
Splash!
Just like yesterday, the water overflowed as I sank into the tub, letting the soothing warmth envelop my body. Submerged in the rising steam, I strained my ears, focusing all my senses to detect anyone entering the bathroom.
Rattle.
Just as expected, the door slid open. To think she would head straight for the bathroom the moment she came inside—Haruna was getting incredibly bold. I rose from the tub as silently as possible. Careful not to make a splashing sound, I stepped out of the bath and hid behind a pillar next to the frosted glass window.
Rustle.
Through the frosted glass, I could see a silhouette frantically rummaging through the laundry basket. Her head jerked up occasionally like a wary meerkat scanning its surroundings. Once she seemed satisfied that she was safe, she looked back down, grabbed the item she wanted, and stood up.
Rattle!
"Huh?"
Realizing this was the perfect moment, I lunged forward and slid the bathroom door open. As I let out a feigned, startled gasp, the culprit—who had been crouching in front of the laundry basket stealing my underwear—snapped her head up.
With her long gray hair spilling over the wooden floor and her face flushed bright red, Haruna looked up at me with a completely blank, stunned expression. Catching the culprit red-handed, I suppressed the smirk threatening to break out, trembling my lips to feign confusion as I looked down at her.
"Lady Haruna...?"
"This... well, you see..."
She must have been right on the verge of pleasuring herself; her thighs were spread wide, and her twitching pussy was visibly dripping with slick, wet arousal. To help the stammering Haruna, I offered her an escape route.
"Are you doing the laundry today, Lady Haruna?"
"Ah, yes! Indeed, that is correct!"
Haruna, who had been staring at the floor with a miserable expression as if ready to give up, eagerly grabbed the lifeline I threw her, her face lighting up as she answered. Smiling, I bowed politely and took a step back toward the bath.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll get back to my bath, then..."
"Yes, I shall take these and go. Mmh."
Lifting the laundry basket from the floor and cradling it against her chest, Haruna turned around with an awkward smile, her eyes tracing over my naked body. As she began to waddle out of the bathroom, her hips swaying, I stepped up behind her and reached directly between her thighs.
Squelch.
"But tell me, who does the laundry with a soaking wet pussy these days?"
"Haaah?!"
Curving my fingers into a hook, I slid them deep into her wet slit and pulled. Dragged backward toward me like a fish caught on a hook, Haruna's stoic facade completely crumbled. With a face full of despair, she pleaded with me.
"No, stop... please stop. I can explain."
"Explain what? That you're a filthy bitch who masturbates while sniffing her son-in-law's underwear, hm?"
Squeeze.
I grabbed her plump buttocks with my free hand and kneaded them. Entranced by the chewy, dough-like elasticity of her flesh, I massaged her for a long moment. Only when Haruna stared back at me with bloodshot eyes, panting heavily, did I finally let go.
"A lewd mother-in-law who masturbates to her son-in-law's underwear deserves to be punished, doesn't she?"
"Stop... we mustn't... ah...!"
Letting the towel around my waist slip off, I rubbed my rock-hard cock against her rounded buttocks. Drenched in sweat and radiating heat, her plump cheeks seemed to swallow my shaft as it slid along her crevice.
"This won't do. I said this was a punishment, yet your rear is practically begging for my cock."
"It's not like that... ah... ahh..."
Watching me step closer to knead her body, Haruna finally resigned herself to her fate. She lowered her tearful eyes and slowly let her arms drop. The laundry basket tumbled from her grasp, scattering clothes all over the floor. If you play with someone else's underwear, it's only fair to pay the price. Today, my toy was Haruna.