In the garden outside the villa.
Splash!
Cold water splashed onto Saya Takagi, and the girl finally reacted slightly.
"Uuu... Dad! Mom! — Wuwuwu —"
The pink-haired tsundere froze for a moment, then burst into tears.
Compared to Rei Miyamoto, Saya's endurance was much weaker. After all, she had been raised as a spoiled young lady. How often had she ever suffered like this?
"You're crying? Rinse yourself off!"
Seeing the girl still squatting on the ground, sobbing, Manami suddenly lost her temper and shouted angrily.
As the saying goes, even a clay figure has its limits. Too much had happened in one day, and everyone was carrying a lot of pent-up frustration.
In front of Enzo and Saeko, both Manami and Kotonoha had to keep up appearances and smile, but they were only humans. How could they not lose their temper at some point?
From a high-ranking elite white-collar woman to a milk-producing cow, and now even having to hand over her daughter to lose her virginity to a man, Manami was filled with anger!
"Uuuu—Mom, Dad—Uuuu—save me..."
However, her shouting had no effect on Saya, who continued squatting and crying bitterly.
"Damn brat!"
Seeing that Saya ignored her, Manami's anger flared up higher, and she turned the faucet on full blast.
"Ahhh—help, no!"
The cold rush of water hit Saya, and the pink-haired girl, who had been sobbing uncontrollably, suddenly stopped and began to struggle.
"I'll teach you to cry! Keep crying, go on!"
Seeing Saya struggle, a wave of satisfaction filled Manami. She laughed with pleasure, gripping the hose tightly.
"That woman... she's really not a good person!"
Saeko remarked softly, standing on the third-floor balcony, watching Manami drench Saya with the hose.
"In this apocalypse, everyone changes. If they don't, they won't survive," Enzo said from behind her, thinking for a moment before continuing.
"Besides, they aren't really human anymore, so don't concern yourself with them."
"Father, haven you changed since breaking through the True Sword Master realm and glimpsing the future?"
Saeko turned to face him, looking up at this man who felt both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.
The system may have secured Enzo's identity without any visible problems, but small habits and details about a person's behavior could still make others feel something was different.
Saeko observed the man standing before her. As a father and daughter who had relied on each other for eighteen years, these questions had never crossed her mind before.
But as she took a moment to reflect, she realized her father had indeed changed.
"What does it matter if I've changed or stayed the same?"
Without directly answering her question, Enzo stepped forward, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and smiled.
"You're right, there's no point in dwelling on it now," Saeko replied with a bitter smile. What use was there in worrying about such things?
Whether the man before her had gone astray, whether his mind had changed drastically, or whether seeing the future had twisted his personality, one thing remained unchanged.
He was still her father, her love, her life—the person she trusted and loved the most in the world—her man!
It was true that the status gap between father and daughter made Saeko feel a little uncomfortable at first, but now that they had already crossed the line that should never have been crossed, she had no more scruples left in her heart.
No longer hiding her true feelings, she gazed at this powerful and mysterious man with infatuation, full of temptation. His mere presence, ruthless and unscrupulous, was enough to make her wet with desire.
Noticing his daughter's heated gaze, Enzo raised an eyebrow in mild surprise, but it wasn't long before he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply.
Saeko didn't resist at all. When his tongue entered her mouth, she accepted it without hesitation.
"Mmmm… muah~!"
It was a long moment before their lips finally parted, and as they did, Enzo continued playing with Saeko's beautiful breasts.
Though Saeko's D-cups were smaller compared to many other women, they were perfectly shaped, like teardrops—whether sucking or playing with them, they were treasures of the highest order.
Furthermore, the feeling of playing with his own daughter was completely different from the pleasure he got from other women.
Saeko's face flushed red. No matter how much she steeled herself, this was still only her second time—and that too with her own father. Yet the overwhelming pleasure left no room for hesitation or shame.
"Look outside. See what the world has become!"
While toying with her sensitive breasts, Enzo pointed toward the mountain's base.
From their vantage point, they could overlook half of Oda City. It was like hell on earth. Countless corpses wandered aimlessly through the streets, and whenever survivors made noise, the dead would swarm them, devouring them entirely.
"Humanity has no future. In such a chaotic world, why not follow your heart?"
Feeling Saeko's breasts swell in his hands, Enzo asked with a sly smile.
"Well, but—ah—be gentle! I think—ah—there's still a chance—ah—to fight back—"
Saeko tried to speak between gasps, barely suppressing the pleasure coursing through her body.
"Do you really think that?" Enzo shook his head.
This apocalypse had been mishandled from the start. What began as a simple biological crisis had been allowed to escalate into the end of the world.
"As long as—mmh—communications and transportation are still working—ah! Ah, my nipples!"
The girl squealed, frustrated by his teasing, as he continued to toy with her.
"Communications and transportation will be cut off soon. Did you forget about the nuclear bomb?"
Enzo glanced toward the horizon with a knowing smile.
And as if on cue, a bright spot of light shone far off in the distance, its glow faint but still visible even in the daylight.
"Nuclear bomb?!!!"
At this moment, whether it was Saeko, who was in heat and had momentarily forgotten about the nuclear bomb due to her mind being clouded with pleasure, or Manami Katsura teasing Saya Takagi, the students laboring under the whips of the Takahashi brothers, or the survivors hiding among the dead bodies—everyone turned to look at the distant light in shock.
…..
A deep rumble followed, echoing through the air like distant thunder.
Fortunately, the bomb didn't hit Japan. Russian missiles intercepted it and detonated it in the airspace, far from Oda City.
However, the shockwave rolled across the landscape, rattling windows and causing a faint tremor beneath their feet.
"It didn't hit the ground. Russian missiles intercepted it in time. We're safe."
But even as Enzo spoke, the lights in the villa flickered once before going out completely. A faint hum of electronics winding down followed, like the last breath of humanity's hope for survival.
The EMP had arrived.
"EMP—an electromagnetic pulse. The explosion from a nuclear bomb can wipe out all electronic equipment and circuits in a second. In wartime, this could destroy an enemy's entire communication and industrial infrastructure instantly. Judging by the power and distance of that nuclear blast, I'd say half of Japan's modern technology is now paralyzed."
Saeko stared at the lifeless machines around her—silent, unmoving.
"Everything's dead," she whispered, feeling a strange emptiness settling in.
"Not everything," Enzo said, lifting her into his arms and carrying her back into the room. "Just the unprotected devices outside."
When an EMP hits, it destroys most electrical equipment, but if it's shielded in advance, it can survive.
Of course, aside from a few critical defence projects, who would bother installing EMP protection for their electronics in advance? It costs too much money.
But thanks to Enzo's foresight, all the electrical equipment at the Henggou Mountain base had been protected long before this day.
He gestured toward the heavy metal shutters he had reinforced months earlier, as well as the secure storage beneath the villa where his valuable stockpile of goods was safely stashed.
Seeing that everything inside was still intact, Saeko couldn't help but ask, "Dad, how long have you known this would happen?"
"Does it really matter?" Enzo replied.
Without waiting for a response, he tossed her onto the bed, tearing her clothes apart and fucking her with a wild intensity unmatched by any woman he fucked before.
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