My love index is at its maximum.

He held her hands tightly, pressed her body down, and would never let go no matter how much she threatened him.

"I'm going to bite you—"

As she spoke, Hoshino Hanami bit his shoulder.

"Um--"

Tsukasa Tazaki winced in pain.

The next second, Hoshino Hanami immediately loosened her grip and shook her head, both annoyed and annoyed.

"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong." Tazaki Tsukasa gave a sweet, apologetic smile, released her wrist, and gently put her arm around her waist. "Can you tell me why you were angry, sister?"

"Don't you know what you did?" Hoshino Hanami frowned and complained after he hugged her. "Forty-seven minutes, that's really impressive. Do you want your older sister to praise you?"

"What, forty-seven minutes?"

Tsukasa Tazaki was a little confused.

"Pfft, haha..."

Wearing a loose, knee-length white bathrobe, Kana Shimamoto smiled happily.

"Humph!"

"Vixen!"

Hoshino Hanami glared at her fiercely.

"Does Shimamoto-sensei know what's going on?" Tsukasa Tazaki looked at her.

"I'm not really sure." Shimamoto Kana squinted slightly. She wasn't wearing her glasses because she was nearsighted, and her expression was a little innocent and confused. "But, forty-seven minutes, that seems to be the time you and I spent taking a bath together last night."

Tsukasa Tazaki opened his mouth, but after a long while, he finally uttered a sound: "...What?"

"Last night, I was really talking to Hanami on the phone, but you interrupted me in your eagerness."

"Madam, you tricked me!"

"What do you mean?"

Kana Shimamoto picked up her glasses from the bedside table, wiped them with a cleaning cloth, put them on, and looked clearly at Tsukasa Tazaki.

Her beautiful face exuded an attractive intellectual charm, along with a hint of melancholy and grievance—the pitiful expression of someone wronged by their beloved.

"Last night, someone warned you that it was full of hanami (a type of Japanese woman), but you didn't believe it. How can you blame me for that?"

"...?"

Tsukasa Tazaki was completely dumbfounded.

He thought that no one but himself could do something as brazen as digging a pit for someone.

But right now, right now, this gentle and considerate Mrs. Tazaki is looking at me with a charming pose, her face disheveled from sleeping, with half of her bra strap showing, pretending to be innocent!

"Ah!"

Hoshino Hanami gave a cold laugh.

She didn't look at Shimamoto Kana, but at Tazaki Tsukasa's nose, which was slightly red from the punch she had given him when he opened the door: "Last night I was taking a bath and listened to the two of you for a full forty-seven minutes. Do you think I should be angry?"

Tsukasa Tazaki shrank back: "Serves you right!"

But the next second, he asked curiously, "How did you spend those forty-seven minutes, sister?"

“She used her hands.” Shimamoto Kana shrugged and smiled mischievously. “She told me herself last night after you left.”

Seeing that her expression instantly turned somewhat unnatural, Hoshino Hana shouted, "I didn't! Shimamoto Kana, don't talk nonsense!"

"Correction, my name is Tazaki Kana." Shimamoto Kana gently wiped away the tears of laughter, looking softly at Tazaki Tsukasa. "Do you remember what you promised me last night?"

"Ok?"

Tsukasa Tazaki looked at her with a puzzled expression.

It has to be said that young wives who get up in the morning are really tempting.

Her delicate and innocent oval face, tinged with a sweet weariness, her skin as firm and fair as fresh snow, and her shapely legs, were all so alluring.

“You told your wife this yourself last night,” Shimamoto Kana frowned, looking at him with a pitiful expression, “Even if your sister were here, you would have disciplined her too. Now that your sister is here, are you backing down?”

"I……"

Tsukasa Tazaki's expression was blank.

"Heh heh!" Hoshino Hanami looked at him coldly, her sneer comparable to the coldest cold wave of the year.

“Show me your authority as the head of the household,” Shimamoto Kana said playfully or seductively, her delicate fingertips tracing her full lips. “If you can do what you say, then I can do what you say.”

Uh……

My wife said she wanted to serve me along with her sister...

Tsukasa Tazaki found it very tempting.

But in practice, it's very difficult, there's no chance.

Seeing his smitten expression infuriated Hoshino Hana, she narrowed her eyes and exuded a dangerous aura: "What did that vixen say to you?"

"Uh...it's nothing," Tsukasa Tazaki replied somewhat guiltily, forcing herself to remain composed, "She just said she wanted you..."

Kana Shimamoto interrupted directly: "I want the three of us—you, him, and me—to sleep together in one bed!"

Tazaki Tsukasa's face darkened.

"Do you really think so?" Hoshino Hanami looked at the scumbag with a smile in her bright eyes.

That was the last glimmer of warmth before the final approval.

No matter how the scumbag answers, he will be met with a brutal beating the next second!

When faced with this question, Tsukasa Tazaki's expression was more serious than ever before.

This is not just a simple question of "to live or to die".

On the one hand, staying alive is certainly important.

On the other hand, the wife's suggestion was also very important.

Regardless of how blissful it is to sleep in the same quilt, one can never be weak in front of one's older sister.

But we can't confront them head-on.

He had to achieve Shimamoto Kana's goal by holding Hoshino Hanami in a different way.

In this way, Hoshino Hanami won't feel embarrassed, and Shimamoto Kana will achieve her goal. Regardless of whether the two of them made a profit or not, Tazaki Tsukasa has definitely won...

My mind raced, carefully choosing my words.

Time flew by, and Hoshino Hanami's expression began to show signs of impatience.

Just as she was about to lose her temper, Tsukasa Tazaki suddenly wrapped his arms around her neck, brought his lips close to her ear, and asked, "What do you think of Shimamoto-sensei?"

Hoshino Hanami was taken aback.

What kind of question is this? She had absolutely no idea how to answer it.

"Let's start with first impressions," Tsukasa Tazaki gently guided her.

"I feel that from the first moment I saw her, I had the impression of a classical beauty," Hoshino Hanami glanced at Shimamoto Kana and gave a fairly fair assessment, "No matter how well she dresses or how fashionable she is, she always gives the impression of a gentle and quiet beauty with a classical temperament."

The two spoke very quietly, so Shimamoto Kana couldn't hear them.

So, she could only look at the beanbag chair with curiosity, wondering what Tsukasa Tazaki was doing.

"So what does Sister think of Sakura?"

"That's wonderful! You're like an angel, I love you so much."

"Where is Kikawa-kun?"

"Proud, individualistic, serious about his work, he's an extraordinary person."

"Where is Ninomiya-kun?"

"He's cheerful, lively, and adorable; she's a very pleasant person to be around, wait..." Hoshino Hanami grabbed Tazaki Tsukasa's collar, her tone turning fierce again, "Don't change the subject, do you want to sleep with me or not?"

“It’s not a matter of whether I want to or not, but whether my sister wants to or not,” Tsukasa Tazaki gently combed her hair with his fingers, his fingertips lightly brushing her forehead. “You see, in this family, I listen to my sister, and they listen to me. So, if we expand our relationship, don’t they all listen to my sister too?”

“Hmm…” Hoshino Hanami nodded gently, “You’re right.”

“Then, let’s expand on that,” Tazaki Tsukasa said with a sly look in his eyes, continuing to coax her, “Isn’t my harem the same as my sister’s harem?”

Hoshino Hanami's eyes lit up.

After he mentioned something I'd never thought about before, I suddenly felt incredibly proud of myself.

Look!

I'm so awesome!

Not only does she have the best boyfriend in the world, but she also has a harem of so many beautiful women.

"They're all my sister's people, my sister is amazing!" Tsukasa Tazaki looked at her with admiration. "By the way, Shimamoto-sensei often uses a cream that smells really nice, have you tried it?"

"Cream? That stuff feels sticky when you apply it, my sister doesn't like it."

"I mean, have you ever smelled that scent?"

"How could I possibly smell her scent!"

“It smells wonderful,” Tsukasa Tazaki said with the utmost sincerity, like a salesman. “Over the years, her skin has become intoxicated with its fragrance; just a whiff of it can make you drunk all night.”

"That's amazing?"

Hoshino Hanami was somewhat tempted.

She turned to look at Shimamoto Kana again, but unlike her objective gaze last time, this time her eyes held a burning desire.

Kana Shimamoto looked completely bewildered.

what happened?

What exactly did the two of them say?

Why would Hanami look at her with eyes that were almost like those of a pervert...?

“And what else…” Tazaki Tsukasa chuckled inwardly, but her expression remained serious. “Don’t you think she’s getting more and more outrageous, sister?”