Chapter 52

(Third pov)

On Saturday morning, with most of her body under the blanket except for her head, Chika opened her eyes groggily.

"Ugh..." she grumbled before lifting herself up from the bed. She yawned and then looked around the room. As she was still gathering her thoughts, she noticed a white shirt lying on the floor. Chika blushed red and quickly covered her body with the white blanket.

"M-Masamune-kun...?"

When she looked to her side, there was no one there.

Quickly scanning the room, she only felt more embarrassed than before. After all, the room was filled with a strange scent, and there were visible red stains on the bedsheet. Chika quickly got off the bed and took the sheet off.

That was proof that she had lost her virginity last night to her boyfriend.

"Wh-where are my clothes?"

Chika snapped as she remembered that last night she had worn her big sister's lingerie! Basically, she hadn't worn normal clothes, and there was no way she was going to wear that again.

"AAAAAAAAA! Curse you, me from last night! Why did I have to wear that stupid lingerie? Ugh!" She trembled when the cold hit her body. "I need to get this white shirt." She picked up the large white shirt from the floor, put it on, and quickly buttoned it up. "Heh heh~ White shirt Lv.1," she said, looking at herself in the mirror. The shirt was oversized for her but long enough to cover her thighs. "Wait, this belongs to Masamune-kun."

She could smell his scent on the shirt, and it felt comforting. "His shirt smells good, ah!" Chika shook her head and walked to the door. As she opened it slightly, she noticed, "Someone is cooking?" She peeked through the gap.

'He can cook?! Masamune-kun? Since when?' Chika gulped after catching a whiff of something delicious. 'Ugh, after that long night, I'm hungry as heck. I thought it would be easy, but it felt like hours of cardio...'

Chika had a moment of realization: sex required a lot of energy. She remembered the wild night vividly—her boyfriend moving his hips like an animal.

'Knock it off!' Chika shook her head and looked back at the kitchen.

She could see him busy cooking, as the guest room was not far from the kitchen. He was only wearing his school uniform pants, with his upper body bare.

'It took me this long to realize that Masamune-kun is actually not bad... hm... It's scary that I didn't realize it sooner—wait! He's wearing my mom's apron while half-naked!'

She wanted to smack him on the head, but instead, Chika closed the door again.

'Ahhhh! I can't face him!'

Chika screamed inwardly, covering her face with her hands.

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[Used Package List]

[SSR: Cristiano Ronaldo]

[SR: [Cooking] Sanji]

[Unused Package List]

[SR: [Acting] Ryan Gosling]

Looking at the system while he was cooking, Masamune was once again amazed by the experience he just had.

Who doesn't know Sanji? In his past life, Masamune watched anime like One Piece, Naruto, and Jujutsu Kaisen. He had watched One Piece since he was a child, but he eventually gave up on the series because he didn't want to waste time watching 1,000 episodes.

But he knew about Sanji. Besides being a perverted ladies' man, he never skipped leg day, and he was an excellent chef. Masamune thought Sanji was always seen as one of the best chefs in the One Piece world.

Currently, Masamune was cooking something for Chika.

It was her first time, but she handled it well—though he ended up making her pass out.

'Thank God no one's home today.'

Whenever he did this, he had to go to a hotel because the soundproofing was better. Chika's residence was luxurious, but who knew? He might have kept the whole family awake.

"What're you cooking, handsome?"

A gentle voice whispered in his ear, and something soft pressed against his back.

He sighed inwardly.

"My apologies. I thought no one was home."

Chika said no one was home, right?

The woman behind him giggled seductively. "Oh my, was I not supposed to be here? My bad~ But... did I interrupt your passionate night, hmm?"

Masamune stirred what he was cooking in the pan, keeping his face stoic while the woman continued to play around behind him.

"That's not what I meant. Uh... You're Chika's older sister, right?"

"Oh my, so you know who I am. We've never met before, but when I got home last night and found a pair of men's shoes, I instantly knew Chika-chan must have brought home the Masamune-kun she always talks about. How did you know I'm her older sister?"

Masamune hummed in response. It was easy to figure out. First, Moeha was supposed to be staying over with Chinatsu. Secondly, he could just tell.

To be specific, her chest size gave it away. Chika was well-endowed, but this woman was even more so. He could tell because she was hugging him from behind.

"Nice to meet you, older sister. But could you let me finish this first?"

Masamune was trying to say: Please stop hugging me, woman.

"Likewise, handsome. Call me Toyomi-nee. Wait... don't tell me you're not happy? A beautiful Onee-san hugging you like this while you're cooking breakfast? And what's this? Wearing Mom's apron? Don't worry; this Onee-san will keep it a secret."

"Sure, as a man, I'm happy. However, I believe we just met today. Also, I'm sorry about the apron. Please allow me to wash it later."

"Hmm~ Really? What a liar. Also, leave the apron alone. By the way, is Chika... delicious?"

'What the...' Masamune continued cooking stoically, moving here and there, while this woman kept trying to seduce him.

'As a true advocate of gender equality, I'd love to tell her, 'Stop touching these abs of mine, or I'll sue you for sexual harassment.' But this woman is Chika's older sister. Besides, I just slept with her little sister last night.' Then he remembered, 'I see...'

Chika had warned him about her sisters. She specifically told him to be careful with the eldest. Now, he was curious about her parents, especially their mother.

"Yes, I love her. Now, can you please stop before Chika misunderstands us?"

She giggled and pinched his waist. "Oh my, this body is so strong. Anyway, she saw everything, so it's too late."

Masamune glanced quickly and saw Chika standing there in his white shirt, her eyes empty. He turned back to the woman behind him, where Toyomi was smiling faintly with an aloof expression.

"Good morning, Chika-chan~," Toyomi waved at her. "Anyway, mind if I borrow your boyfriend?"

"LIKE HELL! Okay. Quit pressing your boobs against my boyfriend's back, Toyomi!"

Watching Chika drag her sister away, Masamune sighed inwardly.

'The apple doesn't fall far from the tree,' Masamune thought about the Fujiwara sisters' traits. And, their mother must be quite something—the chicken does come from an egg, after all.

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After a while, the three of them sat together at the dining table.

Masamune was no longer half-naked like before because Chika had given him back his white shirt.

Chika was now wearing a simple white t shirt and red shorts, feeling more at ease compared to earlier. Watching Masamune in the kitchen, she blushed a little. 'I wore that shirt! AAAAA!' She felt embarrassed.

"Fufu~," Toyomi, who was sitting beside her, kept watching her little sister and found it amusing. "My sister is acting cute. I never would've expected you to find a boyfriend, Chika-chan."

Chika's expression flattened in response. "Shut up, sis. Also, put on some clothes. Masamune-kun is here with us, Toyomi. What are you trying to achieve by showing you butt like that?"

Chika glanced at Toyomi's outfit. Toyomi was only wearing a white cropped tank top and provoking panties. Chika was annoyed that her sister dressed like this in front of Masamune-kun, as if... there was nothing wrong with it!

"Why? I'm relaxing in my own house," Toyomi replied with a faint smile, her sleepy eyes making Chika's smile twitch.

Clack.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Masamune said, gently placing a pan on the table.

Chika and Toyomi looked at the shining dish and gulped in unison.

"I was planning to use a regular recipe, but when I checked the fridge, I had to improvise a bit—I used apple instead of mushrooms since there weren't any. I hope you don't mind risotto," Masamune said as he plated the dish.

Chika and Toyomi watched him speechlessly; the presentation and aroma were almost too good to be true. They couldn't wait to taste it!

"Please enjoy."

The sisters picked up their spoons. They didn't say thank you—they were too entranced by the risotto, as if it were urging them to hurry up and eat me.

"Woah! Delicious!" they exclaimed, looking at Masamune, who nodded. "Thank you," he said, starting to eat as well.

Chika eyed Masamune suspiciously. "Hey, since when are you this good at cooking?"

Masamune tilted his head. "Uh... last night?"

Chika pouted, narrowing her eyes at him. "If you don't want to tell me, then fine. Hmph!" She looked away, displeased.

What he said was true. Well... technically, he had extracted [SR Packed: [Cooking] Sanji] at 5 AM when he woke up.

When he checked the system on a whim, Chika's likability had increased by 6%, from 92% to 98%. He thought the number was fine since he felt bad for making Chika so tired last night. So, he intended to use that skill to cook for his cute girlfriend.

'I'll give you my thanks, Sanji,' Masamune smiled inwardly. He liked this skill because he could use it to feed his family. He promised himself that he'd cosplay as Sanji someday, maybe even cook while doing it. 'Cooking with Sanji—yeah, I like it...'

"Hey, Chika-chan. Just hypothetically... can I have him?" Toyomi asked calmly, making Chika choke on her food. She then laughed cheerfully. "HAHAHAHA! Know your place, Toyomi." She flipped her sister off with her middle finger.

"Mou~ Why do you have to be so rude to Onee-chan? So, can you lend him to me for a week? I mean, you did steal my lingerie, didn't you?"

"PFFFFT!" Chika spat out the water she was drinking. "Toyomi! Don't say stuff like that while I'm eating."

"Is that so? I was going to keep my mouth shut, but it seems I'll have to tell Mom everything."

Chika blushed as red as a tomato, gritting her teeth. "Fine! Masamune-kun, hang out with Toyomi-nee for a week."

Masamune, watching them from across the table, thought to himself, 'For real? What's wrong with them? Wait, no... Is this a common thing in this family?' They all crazy. He suddenly remembered that they were daughters of a politician.

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