Witch's Nest

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café was filled with a quiet, warm atmosphere, the soft laughter and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee creating a relaxing ambiance. It was a Sunday afternoon, a bit chilly outside, and relaxing in such a place would normally be wonderful. However, sitting across from me—Arima Naoya—wasn't the lovely girl I expected to enjoy the afternoon with.

My senior, Sudo, a year ahead of me, had always been very kind to me in the club. He was a cheerful, talkative, and socially adept man, skilled in both academics and sports, and handsome—a very popular and well-known figure. I'd recently heard he'd taken on a tutoring job, and I hadn't seen him for a while. But today, I suddenly received a call from him, so I ended up sitting here.

Honestly, I couldn't believe that the mummy across the table was actually Sudo. His senior's cheeks were sunken, his face was ashen, and his body was weak and trembling. His once tall and strong physique now resembled a bamboo stalk about to break, his vibrant spirit turned ashen, like a corpse. He looked like he was seriously ill and could be sent to the morgue at any moment.

"Arima? I want to ask you for a favor," Senior Sudo said weakly. "

Please tell me, I'll do my best to help." Seeing him like this, I had to make time for him, even though I had two part-time jobs and my schedule was already quite tight.

"You've seen that I haven't been feeling well lately," Senior Sudo said, and I nodded. I thought even a blind person could deeply understand his condition.

"I know you're working," the senior student said, swallowing hard. "I have a tutoring job I'd like to give you. The salary and terms will definitely satisfy you." "Oh? What kind of tutoring?" Hearing this, I perked up. To be honest, I was having a headache over my income. I would never refuse a good job. After all, although I'm not bad-minded, I'm most confident in my physical abilities. "Here's the

phone number and address. Contact me as soon as possible." The senior student seemed a little out of breath as he handed me the slip of paper. I quickly handed him some water. He gulped down several mouthfuls and seemed much better.

"I understand. I'll call him in a bit. Don't worry, senior student, get some rest." I nodded. Senior student Sudo gave me a grateful look, but didn't say anything more. Our meeting ended there.

Back in my student apartment, I immediately dialed the number on the note: "Shiina Residence, who are you looking for?" A soft, sweet female voice answered, sending a slight shiver down my spine. I didn't even notice my body suddenly feeling hot.

"Y-hello, I was introduced by Sudo-senpai," I stammered.

"Ah! You're Arima-kun? That's great! Sudo-senpai often mentions you!" The woman on the other end seemed genuinely pleased; hearing her voice made her happy too.

"W-where?" Being praised by a woman with such a voice, I think any man would freeze.

"Sudo-senpai must have already mentioned the tutoring, right? Would it be convenient for you to come over?" Who could refuse such a sweet request?

"Of course! I-I'll come right away if it's alright!" Courage surged through me; when a woman begs, a man should immediately agree.

"Great! I'll prepare some homemade cookies for you when you come over." Her joyful voice couldn't be concealed; it traveled directly through the phone to my ears. After hanging up, I quickly tidied myself, grabbed my things, and rushed out of the apartment towards my destination.

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Along the way, I kept wondering what kind of woman had that voice. Maybe she was actually quite ugly, otherwise, how could my senior have turned out like that? It's hard to imagine that she wasn't involved. I tried to calm myself down, but at the same time, I was painting an alluring picture in my mind.

However, when I arrived at my destination and rang the doorbell of that idyllic detached mansion, all the mysteries were solved (laughs).

The woman who answered the door was someone whose description as "beautiful" would be too superficial and vulgar. She wore a fitted gray sweater and a slightly short plaid skirt. She had a beautiful figure, long arms and legs, and skin that was so white it was almost transparent. Her features were exquisitely sculpted like a work of art. It was hard to guess her age. Her demeanor was that of a woman in her thirties, yet she looked like a woman in her early twenties, with flawless skin no less than that of a teenage girl.

I accepted her warm hospitality almost like a wooden statue. She took my wrist, her breasts gently pressing against my arm as she led me inside. Although her clothing didn't reveal it, the sensation on my arm was that of full, firm, warm, fragrant flesh. Almost inevitably, my blood began to rush to my lower body, forcing me to exert considerable effort to control myself.

The furnishings inside matched the hostess's appearance—elegant, pleasant, spacious, and comfortable. Simple floral arrangements and a soothing fragrance made the atmosphere even more relaxing.

"Oh dear! I haven't even introduced myself to Arima-kun yet," the hostess said with a charming smile. "My surname is Shiina, and my given name is Akane."

"Mrs. Shiina," I stammered.

"Just call me Akane, don't be shy." Akane gently placed the cookies and juice in front of me, saying, "Please enjoy, these are all handmade, I hope you like them."

"Th-thank you." I almost couldn't wait to put the cookies in my mouth. Mmm, they were delicious. These high-quality handmade cookies were not something a poor student could afford, especially the faint, unnamed aroma that lingered in my mind. "Sudo-

kun hasn't been feeling well lately, Arima-kun probably knows that, right?" Hearing Akane say this, I nodded. Although I didn't know what was wrong, Sudo-senpai's ghastly appearance definitely didn't belong to the word "healthy."

"So when Sudo-kun recommended Arima-kun to us, we were all very happy," Akane continued.

"We?" I was taken aback.

"Hehe, of course it's me and my daughter!" Akane laughed.

I then remembered that my purpose in coming here was to take over Sudo-senpai's tutoring job, not to chat with a beautiful girl; I had almost forgotten about this. Senpai, I'm sorry, but I think it was well worth it.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Qiancao stood up and walked towards the door, saying, "Ah, perfect timing. It must be my daughter coming home. Please have a seat."

"Mommy, I'm home!" A clear, sweet voice rang out with the sound of the door opening and closing. Qiancao said, "My dear daughter, you're back just in time! Your new tutor is here!"

"Really?" Her voice radiated undisguised joy as a girl in a light blue short-sleeved dress darted into the living room, her eyes shining as she looked at me.

Truly, I was incredibly honored. Forget about the feeling of being officially chosen as a tutor or the peace of mind of increased income; to be looked at with such admiration by such a beautiful young woman—that was a truly momentous event, one I would gladly die for.

"Let me introduce you, Arima-kun." Akane then stepped in, smiling. "This is my only daughter, Kurumi. As you can see, she's great in every way, except she's a little too mischievous."

"Mommy, why do you say that?!" Kurumi plopped down next to me, grabbed my hand, and looked up at me pleadingly. Hmm, my daughter's breasts are just as bouncy as her mother's. But come to think of it, why do these two beauties both seem to like hugging other people so much?

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