A sunny morning

You awaken the next day with a pleasant soreness in your lower body, yawning for the sake of appearances and because you just felt like it. The sun was bright and the sky clear, and if not for the terrible summer heat, would be the start of yet another pleasant day for most people.

"What a great morning..." You muttered.

You hear a soft, feminine moan next to you, and you remove the blanket to reveal the sleeping form of Tachibana Kyouka, the sexy milf as beautiful and gorgeous as the day she first blossomed as a woman. She snores peacefully, softly and demurely like Sleeping Beauty in the house of the Seven Dwarves. Her long orange hair was let down, strands obscuring her blissful face.

The afternoon was spent with a long walk in the park, and with a little more money you went to play in the nearby arcade, mostly claw machines and shooting games. Suffice to say, Kyouka was not a very good gamer, and to put it kindly, she had a steep learning curve before she became proficient at arcade games. Afterwards, the two of went to a cafe for snacks and drinks and whiled away the time with idle chatter. Kyouka mostly chatted about her workdays, complaining about her boss and unscrupulous colleagues who often picked on her as a newbie. You, on the other hand, decided to complain about some of your fellow classmates who picked on you as well, being the small and weak-looking boy and an easy target to bully.

Afterwards, you went to a nearby library selling light novels and manga at Kyouka's request. Apparently, she was a huge bookworm back in her high school years, a dreamy little girl who fantasized about being the damsel in distress, desiring a knight in shining armour to come to her rescue, a closet otaku. Even in her thirties, she never grew out of it, often keeping new issues to read in her spare time at home.

After a late-night romantic dinner, you went back home, and there you spent the rest of the night fucking like rabbits. If not for the noise-cancelling magic, the entire neighborhood would have been woken up.

You lift a few strands away and kiss her on the cheek.

"Wakey, wakey, my sleeping beauty," You call out.

Kyouka stirred awake, and she yawns and rubs her eyes as she slowly wipes away her sleepiness.

"Good morning, Yuu-kun," Kyouka sleepily muttered, "What time is it, now?"

"It's 9.30 AM on Saturday," You answered.

"Oh, good. No work today. Never thought I'd wake up so late," Kyouka said as she stretched her back, loosening the knots from yesterday's exertions, before wincing and massaging her pelvis, "Ow, ow..."

"Sorry, did I go too hard yesterday?" You asked, fretting over her current state.

"No, I'm alright, I'm alright," Kyouka reassured, "It's just... it's been so long since I last did it with a man and I'm an old woman now, so-"

"And I already told you you're a beautiful woman, Kyouka-san," You firmly stated.

You suspect that your monstrous girth was the primary reason, and Kyouka was trying hard not to make you feel bad about it, you being a young boy (physically) and all. Her concern was unwarranted, with your magic easily healing her aching muscles and any lingering internal damage and ensuring your seed took root in her womb.

But you had to admit, it was nice to receive such motherly concern.

"If you insist, Kyouka-san," You said, "Let's get a bath before breakfast, shall we?"

"Sounds good to me," Kyouka smiled.

After a quick shower of hot soapy water, interspersed with fondling, groping and kissing, the two of you were downstairs for breakfast, where a tired-looking Koharu is busy sipping a bowl of miso soup. Her eyes were baggy and droopy, and she was yawning loudly. Yuka looked no better, like a sleep-deprived zombie.

"Good morn..." Koharu muttered.

"Koharu? Yuka? What happened to you?" Kyouka muttered.

"Heck of a party yesterday," Koharu answered, "Gaming all night long until midnight."

"Late-night karaoke," Yuka answered, "There's still some miso soup and rice leftover."

Before you and Kyouka left for your date, Koharu and Yuka left earlier, having planned for a long day of hanging out with their high school friends from morning until night, but returned home much later than you two. The secret was safe for now, though for how much longer, only you knew.

"Thanks," Said Kyouka.

"By the way, the two of you look awfully chipper," Koharu pointed out, "Did you two have a good time?"

"You could say that," You smiled.

"It's been so long since I was able to relax this much," Kyouka smiled brighter, looking like a heavenly maiden, "I even managed to buy the latest volumes of my favourite series!"

"Well, good for you, I guess," Koharu shrugged, sipping her soup, "Come on, the soup's gonna get cold."

You oblige and get your respective servings while pouring a cup of hot green tea. The morning was spent in peace as the Tachibanas engage in hearty chatter, yet your mind drifted off.

'Oshima Shioko's yet to get out of her predicament at the station, and she's my only connection so far, not to mention I still need someone higher up in political circles to ensure the fallout's handled without a hitch. And to be honest, if Shioko's truly to become a dependable ally, she'll need a significant other who can help her through tough times, especially since...'

You inwardly frowned; Shioko would soon face the harshest trial of her life, and as the God of Anti-NTR, you faced the instinct of wanting to help avert such a fate. Between her and the Tachibanas, however, there was a clear difference; the Tachibanas got through a tough childhood due to the loss of their father and husband, surviving on money bought by the mother's hard work and sacrifice and by helping each other, for they had no one else but themselves; Oshima Shioko, on the other hand, grew up in an elite family that prioritised academic grades and status over familial bonds, and thus Shioko never faced real hardship with a fat purse on hand.

As much as you hated to admit it, until she went through the lowest point of her life, she would never truly mature as a person and a woman.

'The least I can do is ensure I find her significant other.'

"Yuu-kun, what's the matter? You looked awfully deep in thought for a moment," Yuka pointed out.

"Oh, it's nothing, I was just thinking about how hard it was to deal with multiple customer orders in the Izakaya I'm working at," You lied smoothly.

It was more a half-lie; it was Yuu's first ever job, and before then he had no real work experience. This would be an excellent step to teaching him the harsh realities of work life once he enters the workforce as a full-grown adult, godly possession or not.

"Oh, yeah. I get the feeling," Yuka sighed, "Honestly speaking, it's shocking how demanding people can be sometimes in the fashion industry; all they do is pepper me with questions after questions, make demands or even just spend a whole lot of time doing nothing but being wishy-washy. I mean, can't they just decide on the spot?"

"Some people are just that slow to decide, or picky with their options," You shrugged, "It's just part of work."

"Wow, that just sounds really harsh," Koharu frowned as she sipped her soup, "I guess I'm lucky I'm earning some money for my art."

Koharu had signed on with an arts course program early on, where aspiring artists could paint and draw designs and put them up for sale in the form of various merchandise from acrylic keychains to notebook covers. While she was nowhere near the level of professional artists making tens to hundreds of thousands of yen at auctions, she was earning a reasonable amount - enough that it could be considered part-time pay.

"Come now, it's the weekend, I'm sure there's plenty of stuff to do later, to take our mind off things," Kyouka suggested.

Indeed, there was plenty to do, and the first thing you needed to do was scout the location Shioko would later visit today and find her destined man.