Battler pays Rosa for a second round. (Pink Trigger, Stacks -1)

"You're crazy, Aunt Rosa!" Battler declared. "You're so crazy, that... I'm gonna pay you for that second round and see what happens!"

As I delivered a stack of cash to Battler, I saw Rosa's eyes widen. "You're... serious? That's so much money, Battler...!" I could tell Rosa was really touched as she clapped her hands to her mouth. "Oh, thank you...!"

Ahem. I reminded them this wasn't that kind of sentimental scene. Handing Battler the stack of cash, I reminded him he could give this to Rosa however he felt was appropriate.

"Right, hihi..." The young man gulped, then reached up and undid his tie to make himself more comfortable. "Yeah, so this money isn't for Maria to live comfortably anymore, okay? This is so I can see how crazy my Aunt Rosa can get when she's letting it all hang out!"

"Huh?!" Rosa had let her gears switch to genuine, heartfelt appreciation, so she was in the totally wrong gear to appreciate that sentiment. "W-what? Oh! Oh, that's right, I said I was going to show you something a bit more exciting, didn't I...? Still, saying you want to see me let it all hang out... You're not getting too carried away, are you, Battler?" Rosa was scolding him a bit, but I thought this scolding face of hers looked more like the cute pout of a woman being teased.

"Hey! Aren't you the one getting carried away, if anything?!" Battler replied defensively. "Look, if that's too much, forget I was joking around! I'll take it back-"

Rosa stopped him by reaching a finger to his lips and shooting him a wink. "That's all right. I'll give you what you want, just to show you to take me seriously." With that same patient smile of a mother, Rosa sat straighter on Battler's lap, then began unbuttoning her undershirt. A more maidenly blush covered her face as she pulled her shirt open, revealing a dangerously sheer black bra she was wearing, with lace forming an ornate, paneled pattern of pumpkins and black cats. "H-Happy Halloween, Battler! It's, um, Halloween themed. Because, you know, it's about that time."

About time to show your nephew your sexy season lingerie? I could tell Battler was thinking the same thing as he stared wide-eyed at his aunt's racy bra. He began stuffing bills into his aunt's stockings without looking.

"You're staring..." Rosa commented bashfully, beginning to sway her hips and shimmy her shoulders in time with the music once again. "You... really do like them, don't you?"

This time, Battler actually nodded. "I mean, not in a weird way or anything, but... you're hot, Aunt Rosa. I've never seen anything like this..."

Hearing him admit that seemed to flip a switch for her. "Hey, then, Battler..." Rosa leaned in closer to his face. The sandy brown curtain of her hair hid her face from me, but probably not from him. "I'm feeling a little pervy. You are too, aren't you?"

"N-no, uh, I'm-!" Battler defended himself, ridiculously. With Rosa lifting herself up from his lap, I could see the erection he was sporting in his pants almost as clearly as she must have felt it a moment earlier.

"It's fine. You want to see the panties that match this, don't you?"

"... Can I?"

Rosa gave a breathy giggle. When she turned around and stuck her ass towards Battler, even before seeing the curve of her smile, it was plain to see she was way too into it. She wiggled her red skirt down her hips in time with the music... When she was done and the garment was around her knees, I could see she was wearing a similar lower piece with high-peaked straps and sheer panels that left very little to the imagination. I couldn't see clearly, but from the shape of the improbably skull-shaped front panel I could see, I had to guess that very little of her butt crack was actually obscured from him. "You've payed me a lot of money, Battler... Say. How about one more time? If you pay me a third stack, I won't think of it as a payment to Maria, or to her mother... You'll be paying it to me as a woman. Do you understand? If you gave a woman that much money, she'd probably forgive you no matter what you did to her. You could probably play with those breasts of hers you like so much, and she wouldn't even say a thing..." I even saw her moist tongue flit across her lips as she said this, holding her long brown hair up in the back to allow Battler to fully appreciate her round, full bottom grinding against his upper body.

This was... obviously a dangerous situation. If Battler went for another round, Eva and I would be out of the game. Would Battler remember his chivalry, and that the irresistible seductress in his lap showing him her adult Halloween lingerie was actually his aunt...?!