23: A Milf's Predatory Gaze

A Milf's Predatory Gaze

An unfamiliar set of memories forcefully pushed their way into my brain, which caused me to wince for a split second at the sudden playback of information. She quickly took notice of it, crawling forward on the bed until her face was nearly touching mine. My eyes instantly locked onto the pair of swinging breasts attached to her chest as she grabbed my arm in concern.2

"Dante, is something wrong?" She asked, her face full of genuine worry.

A memory flashed within my mind, feeding me information as I tried my best to reassure her that I was perfectly fine.

The girl's name is Saya Takagi and her family apparently took me in when I was little. They are rich as fuck and I have a crush on her mother. This girl can also get pretty clingy at times, to the point where she sleeps in the same bed as me. Aside from that, I still use my last name instead of theirs.

I'm beginning to see a pattern here. Oh well.

"Erm... nothing is wrong. It's just a small headache, Saya." I told her, but she still didn't seem completely convinced. However, she nodded and cuddled up to me, inadvertently pressing her sizeable breasts into my midsection.

She tried to be subtle while breathing in my scent but I still noticed, finding it a small bit weird. I didn't stop her from doing it, though. I guess she just really adores her brother or something.

Just from that, I automatically knew that I changed this world in some type of way. Hell, before my arrival, she could've not had a brother at all. Due to this, I might've changed a portion of her personality... or was it God that changed something?

It had to have been, considering the fact that I literally had a sister now, which I'm still trying to wrap my head around. I mean, I wasn't opposed to it since I've never had one and quite liked the idea of it, but the thought brought up an important question.

What else had I inadvertently changed just because I existed here in the first place?

--------------------------------------------------

There was an awkward silence as I sat at a small table, which was occupied by two other people. I'm pretty sure that I was the only one feeling it as well.

My new sister had decided to sit right next to me, occasionally telling me to open my mouth and say 'Ahh' as she fed me a small portion of her food, which was exactly the same as mine. It was definitely a new experience but I didn't really mind it all that much.

Across the breakfast table, another woman sat and watched our interactions with a smile on her face. It was the mother of Saya with light purple hair that went down to her lower back and eyes that matched her hair color.

Yuriko Takagi.

(The picture of her appearance will be here.)

"You two are so cute..." The older woman gushed, sipping a cup of tea.

I could see Saya blush at her mother's comment in my peripheral vision, which actually brought a smile to my face. Her look of embarrassment was pretty damn cute.

"So, where's Sōichirō?" I changed the subject for Saya's sake, who sent me a thankful expression.

Yuriko's smile lessened for just a moment before returning in full force, but I still noticed it, tucking that away into the back of my mind.

"Unfortunately, he won't be around for a while."

The lighthearted atmosphere slightly darkened with Saya frowning, which made me feel bad for the poor girl. Unlike her, I didn't really have the emotional attachment to the man for me to feel any type of way towards him.

Under the table, I grabbed her hand with my own, which pleasantly surprised her. Saya looked at me before a smile bloomed onto her face. She went back to eating with one hand after that, still holding onto mine the whole time with a reddish tint to her cheeks.

"My, my..." I looked back at Yuriko, who was giving me a big smile as she had watched the entire interaction take place.

There was a subtle look in her eyes as she continued to take glances at me during breakfast that nearly made the blood in my body flow downwards multiple times.

--------------------------------------------------

Standing in front of a large window overlooking the front yard of the mansion back in my new bedroom, it was still hard to digest the fact that I was here, somehow put into a family that was very wealthy. Not only that, but I had a sister now too of all things.

God had even gone to the extent of putting false memories into the heads of others so that I could blend in as if I wasn't a complete stranger to these people.

None of it made sense to me but I wasn't about to spend my entire life trying to figure out the mystery. I was always more of a 'go with the flow' type of person anyways.

I looked down at the ring on my right middle finger before activating it, opening a rift small enough to where I could only reach my hand inside. This was about one of the only ways I had been using this ring ever since I took it from the Outlander, mostly because I didn't really know what else to do with it.

It's not like I wanted to take over the world or anything now that I did have it in my possession. However, it was really useful for simple things like acting as a storage compartment. I had just decided to make something like that one day because I was bored. I could increase or decrease the size of the actual room within the dimension so that I would be able to potentially put anything inside without running out of space. It was pretty cool, to be honest.

I eventually found what I had been looking for, which was a unique paper tag that would seal all of the noise inside of this room. It would be very effective in preventing anyone from hearing anything that I didn't want to be known.

With that out of the way, I plopped down onto my bed and closed my eyes, mentally fatigued from everything that had happened today. Before I decided to do anything else, I wanted to rest for a bit.

Saya had told me about some kind of coffee shop in town that was pretty nice, which I planned on visiting after my nap. I wasn't really a fan of coffee or anything, but usually places like that were nice for their relaxing atmosphere. It would be a good spot to get my thoughts in order and figure out what I wanted to do until shit inevitably hit the fan.

All it took was a few seconds before everything went black and I fell asleep.

pqdm.com