The "mom-son" affair—R18+

Irene, Yuki's mother, was a serious, stern, and stiff person despite having a great deal of love for her kids.

A woman who used few pointless words.

Yuki, at least, presumed she was all this…

Before meeting the real her.

The change to his surprise began two years and a few months ago.

When she and Yuki began, somewhat of a risible and selfish affair.

Depending on the criteria used to evaluate what Irene did to her son when he still wasn't fully "sexually legal", "sexually ripe," she might or might not be held accountable for plenty of things…

The "crime" all started that one night when Irene was crying herself to sleep.

Not with great success.

Late at night, Yuki, who was keeping watch in their home's hallways for potential intruders from other mafia families, heard her heartbreaking sobbing.

Of course, he approached, knocked, and entered.

What he hadn't anticipated was his mother stopping him after he had comforted and hugged her for more than an hour while engaging in some customary, this time mandatory, "son-to-mom optimistic banter."

When his mother was still so beautiful, healthy, and young, how could he have stood by and watched her cry like this?

All the sincere compliments that were given to the mother by the son were genuine. There was simply no hidden meaning in them.

On the other hand, Irene seemed to take his kind words and consoling tone differently.

She didn't just grab Yuki and fix her swoon worthy, impure gaze on him…

She gave him another surprise by kissing him.

Yuki, who was naturally delighted to be kissed, even overjoyed, was baffled as to why she had started doing it right away.

However, sooner than you might anticipate, Yuki accepted responsibility for his excessive care for her that night as a man.

He reasoned that he had to accept full responsibility if Irene's "love insurrection" was sparked by the warm hugs he gave that evening and the lengthy and intimate conversation they had.

They had somewhat moved past the flimsy outer layer of their emotions… And it was challenging, cruel to close a woman once she had opened up.

He was able to persuade himself that he was the "problem."

This perilous, daring romance that Eliza was unaware of… Didn't know yet…

Involving a mother and a son…

It was just gentle and innocent, though initially also romantic and sexual.

At first, yes.

Until days and weeks went by…

Their "urges-helping," "sexual-friendship" behavior changed at this point to become more serious.

Something for which Yuki could be only to this day apologetic to his adoptive father…

There was simply too much that Yuki had done and was doing for Irene for him to ignore the opportunity.

After Rung, her husband, passed away, there was no shortage of outside admirers vying for her fortune, her love, and her body.

Instead of a stranger, it would naturally be better if Yuki did her, he told himself.

This was merely basic man logic and chad calculus.

…

Present day.

"Which one do you like best? Does this one feel softer against your skin than the other one? The fabric of the dress is nice."

Yuki remembered who was standing outside the locker rooms while feigning innocence.

Irene was frighteningly talented in a variety of areas, not just at understanding Nen and other energies.

In the changing room, Yuki was assisting his mom.

He was helping her "put clothes on."

"Mhmmm… How wonderful… This cloth, this touch, feels better on my skin than the other."

Yuki mockedly reminded his mother in a little voice, after hearing her groan affectionately with so much love in her voice as her milf needs surged like flames,

"Don't let out such indecent noises in public… Come on Irene…"

When they were alone, Yuki addressed his mother by name. Not always.

The randy habit had developed when she pleaded and begged one particular night.

Anyway, he was urging his mother to be discreet since his sister may overhear them having a good time if she wasn't.

Irene responded with a flirty grin,

"I upgraded my Hatsu to include a soundproof feature. So, you won't have to worry about this issue in the future."

She kissed him and placed his hands around her gorgeous, slim waist.

When she was doing this, he felt powerless, as he usually did, sighing inside,

'This lady milf… She even came up with something so wretched… for sex… I hope it doesn't become worthless in fights…'

Yuki sighed again to himself.

Whatever nasty things he and Irene were up to just now. Eliza had no idea … Even after many years.

His relationship with his Scarlet sister was also not pure and entirely honest.

Eliza had given him a few foolish kisses over the years. Only those: smooches that were juvenile and partly pointless. Not even soaked ones with a smidgeon of tongue.

Yeah. He hadn't had sex with Eliza yet, but they weren't exactly at a romantic halt.

Eliza was usually upset when he asked for more love. This was why she was unhappy when he returned from the "restrooms."

He'd been a bit too wicked this morning, getting too close to Eliza's cute and tempting underpants as he woke her up…

Anyway.

Eliza's obliviousness was caused by a single reason.

He and Irene's burgeoning "mom-son" love affair was unknown to her, since it began after Irene slowly built her first "Hatsu" for herself.

Yuki didn't have a Hatsu yet, since he hadn't felt the need for one, just like Eliza hadn't.

Irene's first "Hatsu" could trap, conceal, and hide emotions, objects and persons, making it immune to observation haki and even espionage.

Yuki had taught Eliza about "observation," which was helpful. But not in this case.

Calling Irene's, her mom's skill, an illusion would be incorrect.

Because it had real-world applications.

Irene's Hatsu involved reconstructing reality in some way.

Because of this, no one could see through the "isolation wall" she expertly constructed.

Even Gyo and Observation Haki couldn't look through the cover effectively.

Deeper, more specialized espionage senses would probably be required.

It could be possible for a spying expert with a spying Hatsu to see through it.

Whether he was only speculating about this was unclear to Yuki.

In any event,

Based on the ideas of "Zetsu" and "In," Irene's first Hatsu had a similar notion to Hisoka's texture surprise and Kurapika's covert hiding of his chains.

Using Natsu's template, Yuki wasn't sure exactly how Irene would utilize her skill, but she had some ideas…

Naturally, Yuki would only become involved if requested to, and his women were free to think about their skill sets.

With the template, Irene was protected from the majority, if not all, of fires, explosions, lightning, and other deadly energies because of Natsu's talents.

Thus, Yuki didn't have to worry about anything she decided.

Yuki questioned his devious mother at that time.

He asked her if she had given her Hatsu any consideration after watching him in action with the Barrier fruit.

She gave a straightforward and happy yes.

Yuki could tell she was thinking bad thoughts because she said yes with a dangerously beautiful grin…

He was pitying her future threats. Probably before they understood how, they'd burn to a char.

Irene was a 'transmuter,' as the term goes.

She had an innate gift with fire and other elements, including lightning.

But something else made Yuki even more afraid of what was ahead for her adversaries.

She could employ "Natsu" with all Nen departments. To the fullest compatibility with all those Nen departments.

Irene could not just spew and consume lightning and flames using the "Natsu" weapon's template.

A shape-changing handgun, the weapon itself was capable of all of this. Besides being able to shoot both Nen and conventional ammo.

Thanks to Yuki, Bartolomeo could change into any weapon a human might carry.

It lacked; however, these elemental and consuming powers.

It would be up to Yuki to use "transmutation" or "chakra," etc., to give Bartolomeo's ammunition elemental properties.

"Bartolomeo" was "Bartolomeo" though. It was not "Natsu."

It had its personal set of skills, and it could create both protective and harmful barriers. By itself.

The wielder only needed to think about it for it "Bartolomeo" to comply.

The armaments, of course, had no soul and will of their own, but the system acted on their behalf.

…

Yuki and Irene were exiting the changing room after they were done "trying out clothes."

They took a while inside the women's locker rooms, so when Eliza saw them, she queried Irene suspiciously,

"Mom, why did you keep Yuki inside for so long? It took far too long for it to be a simple try-on and change… Are you two concealing something? My birthday isn't coming up any time soon, so what is it?"

Customers in the shop looked on with varying degrees of curiosity, since Eliza inquired loudly.

She was always a bit of a loud girl.

Irene coughed and confessed, not what you would expect,

"All right, I'll admit it. I just gained weight and needed a strong man to zip up my clothing. It did, however, crack… We were too embarrassed to tell the polite salesmen what we've done to the poor garments, so we hid inside until we realized we couldn't. Stupid, isn't it? Right Yuki?"

'Broke?' Yuki was taken aback when he heard his mother's doubtful and unsafe explanation.

Was there a broken zipper?

He didn't see or hear anything on the verge of shattering or genuinely rupturing, save for Irene's sexually excited thoughts within the changing room…

Before Yuki chose to provide any foolish acquiescent remark, he frowned and noticed that the tight dress's zipper was actually in pretty bad condition…

It was just as his mother had pretended.

Yuki had no idea how Irene accomplished it or when she chose to use such an excuse, but he grinned anyway.

She caused him to panic once again. And in the process, his feelings for her became stronger. Again.

The woman was unique.

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Back at home.

"Welcome back, Eliza, mom."

Khara greeted the three of them as they returned.

When they were not present, she kept an eye on the house.

Yuki was the first to return Khara's greeting.

He said, "Khara, quit bowing like you're still a servant for some powerful folks."

Powerful folks. People with a lot of power… Or deterring strength. Which they both were these days in Yorknew city, which appeared to be a bit feeble lately, but… Khara was now a member of the family and had to act appropriately.

Yuki grinned internally as he stared at her, recalling how Irene was set to adopt Khara. Soon; it was only a matter of time and the proper legal procedures.

Like him, Khara had grown up without parents for a very long time.

When she was just thirteen years old, her parents had passed away. She was currently twenty.

She was merely friends with the family at first, but because she was such a hardworking lovely girl, things changed.

Getting closer and closer to Khara, Irene felt sorry for the girl.

Notably, Yuki urged her to abandon her goal to take the hunter test sooner than he had planned.

Khara replied to Yuki with a smile, just as he had taught her,

"I get it, Yuki… little brother… I guess this was just my final opportunity to behave in such a way."

"That's right; you're my sister going forward; let's abuse this jerk Yuki together," Eliza said.

She took Khara by the neck and gave her a loving embrace.

Eliza then repeated Yuki's remarks, but in her unique verbal style.

Their mother only smiled at them before ascending the stairs.

She claimed,

"I'm not going to stay with you three kids because I have some work to do." As she was climbing, she remarked to Yuki, appearing motherly, "Come visit me to address what we started talking about earlier."

Yuki sneakily winked at her.

Eliza, on the other hand, was completely unaware of what was going on; she was mildly nagging and coaching Khara on the manners she should abandon and discard.

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An hour later.

Yuki, Eliza, and Khara were soon in the backyard.

Eliza wore a stunning bathing suit that showed off a lot of her delicate and sparkling skin. She was also wearing trendy black sunglasses.

She was sunbathing and soaking in the sun. Taking care of her stunningly toned body, which had only become sexier over the years.

She had become shorter than Yuki.

Eliza, on the other hand, still stood tall compared to other women and was hefty, muscled. She was also voluptuous in all the right places.

She wasn't the thin kind of lady.

She had a wild beauty of SNUSNU. She was configured like some sort of hentai huntress from the Amazon tribes.

Her slim waist, on the other hand, was elegant, which just added to her already stunning build and eye-catching physique.

Eliza was laying in the sun, drinking orange juice and eating a sandwich with voguish poultry for rich people, and other awful ingredients for healthy digestion.

She enjoyed eating foods that were detrimental to her health. Not that her personal health or appearance suffered from those…

As for Yuki, he was monitoring Khara's Nen training at the same time.

With a keen eye on Khara, he quickly inquired,

"Show me your Ren. I'm interested to see if you've improved since last week and if the intensity of your aura has changed. … Has it?"

"Alright, here I go." Khara nodded.

Yuki smiled waiting.

The amount of aura was important for new Nen learners because they wasted too much of it due to their limited control.

Khara was without system armaments or templates and had to rely on Nen.

She needed a lot of Aura, and Yuki was focusing her efforts on this aspect of Nen training above all else.

With her small stature, having a lot of Aura would make her appear like an oddball, but Yuki didn't have to worry about that.

Only survival existed; there was no such thing as "funny strength."

With a lot of Aura, she would have more options for whatever talent she chose to develop later.

Khara, dressed in a black suit and tie, focused with a serious frown and soon revealed her aura.

She let it out of her pores, and when it appeared, she inquired,

"How does it appear? Better? I'm inclined to think that the emanations have increased. What do you think, Yuki?"

Yuki nodded, pleased. As the grass and tree leaves moved, he noticed the stronger, more vibrant white wind fluctuations.

He told,

"I can see that your aura's purity has increased in a short amount of time, but now I need to check your aura's stamina. A good Aura outburst is commonly mistaken for the best thing a Nen user can have, yet this is a misconception. Aura is comparable to money."

Yuki thought,

"Naturally, the more of it you have, the stronger your actions will be and the stronger you will be. Enhancers who feel they are better than others because they can boost the potency of their auras are deluded. They're only using money to increase their sovereign power…"

After she nodded, he paused and continued,

"Everyone is capable of accomplishing the same thing to some extent. Enhancers just do it faster and for less money. They may pay 20%, 40% less or more, depending on the department of Nen users they are working with."

Yuki finished with,

"Other users are just unwilling to spend as much of it in a lengthy effort to conserve energy. In a nutshell, enhancers pay less tax to the government known as Nen, which allows them to spend their money more freely. Other users do not obtain the same benefits when they use Aura in the same manner that enhancers do."

Khara nodded pensive.

She was a bit confused, but studious…

When Yuki finished educating her about "Aura spending," he was lost in his thoughts.

Certainly, not regarding "aura enhancement."

This discipline and "aura spending" were two distinct things.

Aura enhancement involved a talent for multiplying, increasing the total volume of Aura: which was one of the things that made enhancers different in combat.

Yuki didn't understand why Hisoka was so powerful in his previous life… but after becoming a Nen user, he did a little.

Hisoka, the murder clown, was a deviant with his stamina and endurance…He had enough of it to do all the bad things he so desperately wanted to do.

He was a well-trained and diligent deviant.

The man possessed both physical stamina and endurance, as well as Nen stamina and endurance. The four factors all shared connections.

Sure, him being a "transmuter" right next to the "enhancement" department wasn't just a detail…

But he was a "walking cheater."

Transmutation already possessed the ability to transform aura into razor-sharp aura. Like with Gon Scissors.

But Hisoka was also a "Shu" expert with his cards.

After Yuki had finished pondering, he reminded Khara, advising her to be cautious,

"What I'm saying right now is solely about Aura expenditure. It has nothing to do with the other weird advantages that enhancers, those skill boosters, have over others Nen users, so don't underestimate them."

Khara nodded intently. She didn't appear to be the older sister at the moment.

Yuki was thinking again in his head.

He was particularly thinking about Nen users such as Uvoguin. For example, enhancers like Uvo had exact and predetermined parameters for their striking abilities.

He subconsciously remembered Uvoguin's tremendous punches as "walking hatsu."

Well… Not exactly… He couldn't walk since he had to remain still for the "big bang impact" punch.

His other punches, on the other hand, were far from "normal."

Even when he didn't use Aura because of his toughened and stronger physique.

Even while Yuki was in Meteor City, in the memories the predecessor had left for him, Uvo had always trained his skin and bones to be exceedingly strong and heavy.

Making Uvo feel like a military explosive weapon.

Yuki left his thoughts quickly.

He began training Khara's body after assessing her aura stamina, which wasn't too bad.

Aura was required, but it was meaningless without a strong physique to back it up.

Yuki had finally learned from the system that the "Hunter X Hunter bodies" had no restrictions.

Simply put, the bodies did not strengthen as rapidly as "One piece bodies."

Especially after reaching a certain level of strength. In comparison to the other bodies, the "Hunter X Hunter body" developed slowly.

People's auras radiated from the body, the life force, the mind, and the soul.

Nothing should be disregarded unless the individual already had a high degree of accomplishment in these areas.

The body was more than simply the driving force behind the aura; it was the foundation and cornerstone of conflicts.

Aura was the true "support" in this world, not the main thing. It was just that the human body was severely limited in how rapidly it could improve when a certain degree of strength was attained, compared to magical beasts.

Yuki had none of those "human body talent limits" with Bartolomeo's "One piece body," nor did Irene with "Natsu's body", but Khara was different…

Eliza had the body of the Third Raikage. She wasn't exactly restricted, but the third Raikage lacked Otsutsuki blood, thus…

He relied solely on "lightning body tempering."

If he could live eternally, maybe he would become an unusual existence. He didn't, though.

Anyway. Khara was no "magical beast" of the dark continent.

She was merely a gifted person from this world with no system armaments on her.

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Late into the night.

Yuki had been teaching Khara until late at night. Due to his passion, he stayed up late.

Even his sexy and passionate date with Irene had slipped his mind.

He was in her room, where she was complaining about this, wearing a devilish night gown revealing her round and wanton breasts.

Her magnificent, vulgar breasts looked to be wonderful and terribly naughty, like two huge and jiggly, glistening balls of dough.

Yuki had no idea why Irene had such beautiful knockers that didn't droop at her age, but she looked like a sex icon at age 47.

Irene had Eliza while she was just 25 years old.

This may appear to be a typical age for having a child, however in the world of Hunter X Hunter, life spans and the age to have children were both longer.

Like a lot longer.

Normal individuals could expect to live to be 100 or perhaps much older. Even for robust people who had never run into Nen, surviving to be 200 years old was not too unusual.

Tsezguerra was over a decade older than his sister. He was over 60 years old but appeared to be in his forties.

(Author: I didn't verify this. Just take it as anime-fictional logic)

Irene, who was smiling but disturbed as she waited impatiently on her bed, asked:

"What took you so long? Did you spend all your precious time with the girls?"

She'd lighted romantic candles, which had burned out as she waited for Yuki.

Yuki smiled and said in a perverted tone,

"You mature, ripe milf mommy… Do not be jealous of your children. Isn't it true that I just have eyes for you? Eliza and Khara are still maturing."

Irene was dubious. She said, with a smile and a frown,

"Who do you believe I am? I'm your mother, boy… You do realize I can sense when your praises are phony, don't you? because of the way you regard your sisters… In particular, Eliza. You're giving her too many sexually heated glances. She's obviously noticed, and she should have… That's probably why she's been showing off so much flesh around you lately."

Irene abruptly chuckled, then remarked articulately again,

"I think I've figured out why Eliza has been so tense and exploding into cryptic rages around you lately. It's most likely because you haven't followed through on your obvious affection and sex desires… Eliza isn't dumb; she recognizes your feelings."

Yuki chuckled, irritably…

He was pent-up down his pants and wanted a sexual release, so he told his mother,

"Quit yapping and begin stripping."

He stripped naked before she could, then seduced her as he regularly did,

"Get down on all fours and begin sucking my cock like the sweet and sassy slut you are."

He kept gripping and parading his hard and lengthy cock like a whip, grinning,

"I'm in dire need of your beautiful, seductive, and exquisite boobjob right now… I… desperately need it."

Yuki's speech was sluggish at this point,

"You must use your luscious, sticky, and delectable tongue on my cock… Rather than pointless conversation unrelated to our unique and wicked love link…. This room is devoid of Eliza. Do you notice one? While we are here by ourselves, sis is sound sleeping and experiencing beautiful, harmless dreams… We're free to play any adult game we choose…"

Irene was drooling, her love eyes widening with hearts inside, when he chuckled and said,

"Rather than your chatty side, I need your slutty and wicked side tonight. Have you noticed how excited I am? Instead of making unnecessary noise, check me out carefully…"

Yuki was anticipating a long night because of the great, bursting power in his cock's blood veins.

In his perspective, Irene needed to brace herself for a fit of rage and be sexually abused to the brink of insanity by him.

...

Irene was a tall, succulent woman with scarlet hair that was tightly braided and tied in a bow.

Her two front locks were adorned with two golden ornaments near the upper parts, and she wore red lipstick and two U-shaped earrings, one in each ear.

She loved these cute earrings, and she had a couple of them. Her clothes changed often.

Yuki was in the Hunter X Hunter universe, not the Fairy Tail universe.

But the Irene in front of him just dressed differently in general.

Not tonight, anyway, because the theme of mother-son sex night was more about getting naked and getting involved in dirty business than dressing fashionably.

Irene, who had already received some love and sex education from her trainer, the milf tamer Yuki, changed her acting style as she looked at him with hungry heart eyes.

She turned into the dirty and delicious slut Yuki requested. She crawled on the floor of refined wood for upper-class rich people and came to her son's feet.

Her lustful gaze was drawn to the erect and strong cock in front of her, with quivering, throbbing veins. Above her adorable and mature face.

Despite, or perhaps because of, the lack of light in the room, the cock cast a very visible shadow on her head.

She was absorbed, engrossed in looking at the cock as her hands clutched around Yuki's thighs when he said,

"What are you wasting your time on? It's about time we started; I can't wait any longer, and I'm sure you can't either. Take the first lick, please. We're going to lose ourselves in this delicious pleasure together. Slowly. As is customary…"

Irene nodded like an obedient sow. "Yes, yes! Master Yuki…"

Her luscious tongue then rose from her mouth and wrapped around Yuki's cock's neck like a predatory sex snake emerging from a cave and rushing out for a long-awaited meal that had unexpectedly arrived.

She briefly licked the cock before kissing it. She continued with a series of cute kisses before turning to face Yuki, who was smiling down from above.

Then, as if he had given his approval through the smile, she opened her mouth and gobbled up the delicious-looking cock she couldn't wait to suck like a popsicle.

Irene couldn't fit all of Yuki's cock in her mouth, so she appeared amusing while attempting to deep throat him, she could only take half.

Which was neither less appealing nor less enjoyable. She was actually getting better at taking the first slurp with this greedy chomp.

"Irene, aren't you getting better and better at getting what you want?" Yuki, who was having fun with the rimming, complimented Irene on being such a good little girl.

"Thank you, master… I'll do my best…" Irene replied. In fact, there was so much meat inside her back of the mouth that what she said was barely audible. Yuki only understood what she said because of the extensive sex experience he had with her.

As soon as she said, Irene raised her enormous dough balls.

Her jiggly and round breasts with full giant areolae and not smaller nipples wrapped, coiled around Yuki's cock to provide the most blissful sex experience along with the blowjob.

The moisturizing sounds in the room soon became fully humid and obscene, accompanied by her sucking and the movements of her titties.

Yuki's nose was filled with an exquisitely mature, lasciviously wholesome stench that stimulated, played with his senses and stirred up his sex drive.

The perfumed Irene smelled nice, but her pasty and sticky and saliva and even better natural scent quickly swept over the previous aroma that reached up to his nose.

Irene was not a mother right now, but a swine bitch in heat, exuding sexual female hormones.

Yuki, as a male, was unable to resist the mare scent that her body was naturally exuding to persuade him to fertilize her.

Minutes later.

Yuki, who was engrossed in sexual ecstasy, closed his eyes and sighed as Irene sucked him like a diligent leech.

He was thinking about how Irene wasn't a naturally submissive and wanton person, how she wasn't such a fine slut in the bedroom, despite her intense, unexpected impulses.

Two years ago, Irene used to be lonely, sad, and sexually unfulfilled, and Yuki successfully trained her on sex in previous years, especially how to blowjob him with her tits.

As time passed.

The nerves in Yuki's cock jerked with ecstasy with each sumptuous, moist mouthful Irene swallowed. Yuki quickly became overstimulated by Irene's slick tongue and warm oral massage.

After a few minutes, he ejaculated over her lovely face and gorgeous, wiggling breast.

This occurred when she continued to move her head back and forth until he couldn't take it any longer.

Irene squeezed her lips together and closed her eyes, taking all of his cum. After swallowing, she licked her breasts, which were drenched in the hot, sticky, viscous liquid.

Yuki looked at her with fascination as she licked rigorously, fearful of missing a drop of sperm.

Irene was inherently stunning, unequaled in her beauty, but whenever she wiped his sperm that would drop on her, she grew much more stunning.

She was a breathtaking woman.

Yuki said, perplexed, "What does it taste like? Is it better than usual?"

"As good as ever," Irene replied, "but today, I can taste everything you ate for breakfast and snacks in your lovely, masculine milk…"

"I still don't understand how you're able to accomplish that," Yuki chuckled, "but tell me what I snacked on."

Yuki understood Irene could easily figure out what he ate for breakfast because he frequently ate the same morning foods.

The snacks he consumed today before they got to the mall were difficult to identify, though.

Yuki wasn't with his mother and sister until the middle of the day.

He and Khara had gone to the public administration for a legal procedure regarding her.

Eliza was capable of defending herself. And he didn't spend as much time with Irene these days because Eliza was strong enough to keep her safe from most dangers. Not that Irene herself was weak at all.

"You had…"

Irene then began to inform Yuki one by one about the brand of chewing gum, potato chips, and even the drink Yuki drank outside while eating lunch with Khara.

He was astonished, as he often was.

After his giggles, they proceeded on to the serious sexual matters.

Except for Khara, the women in his life were all strange, and he couldn't get enough of it.

He was interested in finding out what sort of monster Eliza was in the sack. But not inquisitive enough to rush things in the love orbit with her.

Irene believed he was being too cautious, yet it was because he was being too forthright that he had just irritated Eliza.

Before he could do anything, she wanted him to make this massive love declaration.

But he was more interested in waiting for her to do it…

Merely because it would be more amusing that way. Submissive ladies piqued his curiosity more.

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The following morning.

Approximately 10 o'clock in the morning.

Yuki went back to his room after hammering Irene's soft ass for hours, cumming inside her vagina many times as he prevented her from sleeping.

He'd been in his own room for three hours now.

He was working with his "Ten."

Yuki had started eating a lot more now that Bartolomeo's physical talent had reached its acme, but he didn't require as much sleep anymore.

The 100% Bartolomeo was not the same as the Bartolomeo featured in the plot of One Piece. No, the 100% Bartolomeo was a peak-period Bartolomeo. Meaning, everything he could do with his abilities, devil fruit, and skills.

Yuki thought that Bartolomeo was competent enough to be a Yonko leader when he reaches a certain age, such as 52. Which was some pinnacle, some prime of One Piece's skills and talents.

He could even perhaps confront an Admiral.

The system indicated he had more talent than this with the Barrier devil fruit, but didn't specify how much.

Yuki's phone rang just as he was losing his "Ten" focus, and his mind began to wander away from his own realm, the world of Hunter X Hunter.

The caller was someone he had seen the day before. It was Sheila.