"Where the hell did my brother disappear to? And Iris? It’s already the middle of the night — why aren’t they back yet?" Yuzu complains, clearly worried.

"How would I know? They’re probably out on some romantic date," Zaira replies casually.

The two girls are sprawled out on the couch in their pajamas, watching a horror movie while snacking on chips and sipping soda at Ren’s place. Yuzu’s "pajamas" are nothing more than one of her brother’s oversized T-shirts, while Zaira’s can’t even be called pajamas — she’s just in her underwear, the way she usually sleeps.

They’re sitting at opposite ends of the couch: Zaira with her legs stretched out, and Yuzu with her knees pulled up, careful not to brush against her.

Chris and Mia, meanwhile, stayed at their place. Isabelle had the night off and wanted to spend some time with them, since she barely gets to see them these days — especially Chris, for obvious reasons.

Ever since that threesome with Zaira, Isabelle hasn’t had an orgasm, and she was planning to use her free evening to deal with that little problem.

Zaira isn’t lying — she really has no idea where Ren went.

It was around six in the evening when Ren texted her, saying he’d be out late and asking her to stay with Yuzu until he got back — even sleep over if needed.

Every attempt to get more details about that mysterious outing went nowhere, and Zaira didn’t feel like pressuring him by offering to watch Yuzu only in exchange for answers.

Since it was a Friday night and there was no school the next day, she didn’t mind going along with it.

If anything, she saw it as a chance to get a bit closer to her cousin, after a whole week of Yuzu throwing jealous looks her way.

"Tell me the truth, Zaira... you wanna do naughty things with my brother, don’t you?"

Zaira flashes a playful smirk.

"If I said yes, would you get mad?"

"O-Of course I would! Big brother belongs only to me and big sis Iris!"

"Then I’ll say no."

"That doesn’t change the fact that you do want to do naughty things with him! Keep your hands off my big brother, you man-stealer!"

"Oops. Too late."

Yuzu’s eyes fly wide open, her face flushing bright red. She looks like she’s about to explode with anger.

"D-Don’t tell me you actually...?" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Relax, I’m just teasing you. Lack of humor really must run in the family, huh? I won’t deny that your brother is seriously hot, but a handsome face and a killer body aren’t enough to make me spread my legs. He has to entertain me too, and in that department, my Chris beats your Ren by a mile!"

Yuzu shoots her a grumpy pout.

"Good thing you have terrible taste. At least there’s no risk of you going after my big brother!"

"No risk at all, don’t worry, my super cute little cousin."

Yuzu’s cheeks flush at the sudden compliment and she quickly looks away.

"I-I already know I’m super cute. You don’t have to say it."

Then Zaira stretches her leg out and playfully presses her toes against Yuzu’s chest, rubbing them over her breasts through the thin t-shirt.

"You’re small, but you’ve got some pretty nice tits already!"

Yuzu slaps her foot away sharply.

"W-What the hell are you doing?!"

"Can’t you tell? I’m getting to know my super cute little cousin better"

But the moment her eyes land on the clock on the wall, Zaira’s playful smirk fades, replaced by a flicker of worry.

It’s already past eleven... Ren, where the hell are you...?

◇◇◇

"C-Crap, Chris... aaahhh... I missed your cock so fucking much!" Isabelle cries out as she rides him hard.

She’s completely naked, bouncing wildly on his thick erection while Chris gropes and squeezes her tits.

After their last fuck, Isabelle had told him it was only a one-time reward for activating his Innatus. She’d warned him he’d have to earn the right to fuck her again... only to completely go back on her word just an hour ago.

"Fuck the whole sex slave thing! I’m not waiting around for you to make progress before I get properly fucked! I’ll still punish you when you mess up, that’s for sure. But as long as you behave, your only job is to shove that cock inside me whenever I want it!"

Chris hadn’t needed any convincing.

When they both reach climax almost at the same time, Isabelle collapses forward, smothering Chris’s face between her soft breasts.

"Leon was really right... your tits are seriously out of this world..." Chris murmurs, gently nibbling on her nipples. His voice is light and satisfied, like he wouldn’t rather be anywhere else.

Isabelle’s ears perk up at those words.

"Leon...? Who is Leon?"

Chris panics.

"D-Did I say Leon? I must’ve mixed up. I meant... uh... Chris. You know, sometimes I talk about myself in the third person!"

But Isabelle doesn’t buy it and glares at him sharply.

"I know only one Leon who’d talk about my tits like that! Don’t tell me it’s... Leon Thzraneel?"

"L-Leon Thzraneel...? Never heard of him."

But Isabelle ignores him completely.

"Of course... I was the only one who believed in that boy’s talent — wouldn’t surprise me if he ran off from Mildelar after the fall of the Valakys throne. And he ended up here in Tokyo? The multiverse really is small sometimes..."

"I-I’m telling you, I don’t know anyone by that name..."

"If I remember right, you two are the same age... he’s in your class, isn’t he? Spit it out — it’ll take me a second to find out on my own, and then... well, lying to me deserves punishment."

Chris lets out a long, resigned sigh.

"Yeah, he’s in our class... but don’t tell Mia, okay? She’ll kill me if she finds out I told you!"

"And why would Mia—?"

He trails off as he remembers what happened at Leon’s last concert — aka Young Blood — at the royal castle.

"Oh, right — she’s still mad about when I threw my bra on stage. Like there’s anything wrong with that — women do it all the time at concerts here on Earth! And it’s not like I flashed everyone — I slipped it off under my dress! I’ll have to punish Mia for slander!"

"From the way she talked, it sounded like you were his groupie — one of those who sneaks backstage to do who knows what..." Chris mutters.

"What’s with that look? Don’t tell me you’re jealous?"

"Me, jealous of you and that guy? Please. And you’ve got some nerve calling him talented. He played me one of his songs — it’s awful..."

"Oh, come on, it’s not that bad — and besides, at least half his songs are about me, so I listen to them on principle. Not that it’s his talent that made me take him under my wing and help him chase his dream of becoming a rapper."

"Yeah, that makes more sense — I was starting to think you had terrible taste. If it’s not talent... then what? Don’t tell me there was something romantic between you?"

"Oh, come on, Chris — now I know you’re jealous. I told you, nothing happened. And he was only thirteen at the time. I may like fresh meat, but there are limits. If I helped him... it was just to give him a reason not to end it all."

Chris falls silent for a long moment. He thinks he misheard — but he didn’t.

"I-Isabelle... what do you mean you gave him a reason not to end it all?"

"You and Mia aren’t the only ones who ended up orphaned. But Leon, if anything, lost his parents in an even worse way than you did."