Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System
Chapter 14 - 13: Snapping the Shot and Running Away—So Thrilling!

Chapter 14: Chapter 13: Snapping the Shot and Running Away—So Thrilling!

As Yukio’s bath towel slipped off, Roland saw it all!

I knew it, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath that towel!

Ahem, alright, now’s not the time for that. Roland never imagined that his greedy rolling around in Yukio’s arms would cause her towel to come undone.

This was a bit awkward.

Though Roland had briefly considered pretending to accidentally pull it off, the thought hadn’t even materialized into action before the towel actually fell.

The instant the towel slipped, Roland’s eyes swiftly captured the alluring sight of Yukio’s snow-white upper body, her big breasts which are round and big enough to not fit in his hands and those sweet cute pink nipples on top they are tempting him to take a bite off them. The image burned into his mind like a mental brand, lingering long after.

Afterward, Roland could only sigh inwardly: Aunt Yukio’s body is simply too stunning—so fair, so big, so fragrant, so firm... utterly irresistible.

Unfortunately, the scene vanished in an instant. Before Roland could fully take it in, the falling towel landed squarely on his face, completely blocking his vision.

Suddenly plunged him into darkness, Roland could see nothing.

Yet he knew that right beside him, within arm’s reach, lay the mature, beautiful body of a woman who is mother of two adult children. All he had to do was raise his hand, flick the towel off his face, and the alluring sight he had long dreamed of would be his to appreciate! But did he dare?

Clearly, he still didn’t.

Damn it! Why couldn’t this cursed towel be see-through?!

Roland inwardly cursed at the towel’s perfect timing. Of all the places it could have fallen, why did it have to land on his face and block his view? It was simply infuriating!

A brief silence hung in the air, as if neither of them had anticipated this turn of events. For a moment, they both froze. But Roland quickly broke the silence. "I’m sorry, Aunt Yukio," he stammered. "I didn’t mean to..."

As Roland spoke, his lips moved slightly, causing the bath towel covering his face to flutter almost imperceptibly. It was clear, however, that this small movement wouldn’t be enough to make the towel "accidentally" fall off.

"It’s alright, it’s not your fault. Just stay like that," Yukio said, a blush rising on her cheeks. She felt a pang of embarrassment at her current state, but her tone remained indulgent.

Yet she made no move to rewrap the fallen towel, letting her mature body sit bare before Roland.

It felt like being caught lying naked on the sofa with only a blanket when guests arrived. Even though her body was mostly covered, the shame threatened to overwhelm her.

Naturally Yukio was filled with guilt for doing something she shouldn’t. But for some reason, excitement and anticipation burned even stronger within her.

Especially when she saw the little boy still trying to make the towel "accidentally" slip from his face. The constant threat of him succeeding, of him seeing her completely naked, stirred a strange sense of anticipation within her.

She actually wanted Roland to see her like this...

It was clear she had once again succumbed to doing something she shouldn’t with Roland, even going so far as to sit naked to give him a lap pillow. Wasn’t this crossing the line?

If Haruno were to walk into the room now, she would immediately see her mother sitting stark naked, with Roland lying on her plump thighs, his arms casually wrapped around her waist.

The scene would be as lewd as it could possibly be.

If Haruno witnessed this, her mother would never be able to hold her head high in front of her daughter again. Yet, even in this precarious situation, she chose to maintain the status quo with Roland, showing no urgency to cover herself.

Were her actions truly just about spoiling Roland?

What did she truly desire in her heart?

Could what she wanted ever be permissible?

Could it really...?

It probably couldn’t, right?

Oh well, she thought. Let’s just consider this one last time to indulge Little Roland in my own way before Haruno gets married. This really is the last time...yes definitely the last time.

Yukio’s hand slipped beneath the bath towel, caressing Roland’s cheek gently

The skin-to-skin contact filled her with immense satisfaction, though it also stirred a considerable amount of guilty pleasure.

Roland felt the warmth of Yukio’s palm and moved his hand to her bare, smooth waist, now exposed without the towel. He greedily wrapped his arm around her.

He could feel Aunt Yukio’s body tremble slightly, but she didn’t stop him.

They continued to caress each other, savoring the moment while Haruno was away. Let’s do everything we can while we have the chance.

Time flew by in this tense atmosphere, where they could be caught by Haruno at any moment. Before they knew it, it was 11 PM.

By then, Yukio, mostly satisfied but still reluctant to stop, finally lifted the bath towel covering Roland’s face.

She deliberately removed the towel, allowing Roland’s eyes to regain their sight. Then, unhurriedly, she draped the towel over her breasts.

That’s right, she didn’t bother rewrapping the towel properly to herself. She simply casually covered her chest.

Every part of her body except her chest remained completely exposed.

Roland, finally able to see again, was stunned by his view. He couldn’t believe that the bath towel he had struggled with for the nearly past one hour had been deliberately removed by Yukio.

Was she trying to let him look?

Roland quickly scanned Yukio’s figure. Her curves were exactly as he had imagined: mature and voluptuous, graceful and dignified—truly the ultimate beauty in his eyes. But what attracts his eyes most is the spring scenery between her legs although he can’t see slit, he could still see the upper clit and that black bush on top of her pubic in an inverted pyramid.

Even though he can’t see below it, the beauty of the natural veil and Yukio slight scent is making his head dizzy.

"Aunt Yukio..." Roland was completely mesmerized.

"Do you like what you see?" Yukio’s lips curled into a faint smile.

"It’s beautiful," Roland nodded dazedly.

"Hmm?~ Alright, alright, it’s getting late. Aunt Yukio will let you cuddle properly next time. You should go back and sleep with Haruno now." Yukio’s face glowed with delight. Though she still wanted to continue to huddle with Roland’s for warmth, it was already very late. If Roland didn’t go back, Haruno would probably come out to call for him, right?

In order to avoid her daughter finding out that she was becoming a worse and worse mother, Yukio finally chose to separate from Roland early.

"Then... I’ll go first?" Roland said reluctantly.

"Go on now. Make sure to nurture your relationship with Haruno tonight and try to get together soon. Aunt Yukio will have even more rewards for you then."

"What kind of rewards?"

"What kind of rewards do you want?"

"I want..." Roland stared intently into Yukio’s eyes, his unspoken desire hanging in the air.

"You..." Yukio clearly understood his meaning, her own gaze filled with longing. But she ultimately suppressed the urge to agree, rolling her eyes at Roland with mock exasperation. "Not yet... The details of the rewards will remain a secret for now. The sooner you two get together, the more extravagant the rewards will be."

"Alright... I’ll do my best," Roland replied, nodding with a hint of disappointment.

Well, when you think about it, I should already be satisfied with this ’secret’ relationship with Aunt Yukio. After all, when he first chose her as his target, he had insisted he wouldn’t pursue her if it proved impossible. But now, where was that initial respect for her as a beloved elder? His mind was now consumed with thoughts of possessing her as his own.

He shouldn’t have let their familial bond deteriorate like this, yet he remained insatiable, wanting more, even trying to devour it all in one gulp.

While it was understandable— Yukio’s beauty was enough to make anyone covet her charms—it was still excessive from a familial perspective.

As a mother, Yukio undoubtedly had her own dignity and boundaries. She couldn’t possibly grant him everything he desired.

Sigh... He could only let things unfold naturally.

Roland thought with a hint of disappointment, successfully lingering on Yukio’s lap for a few more minutes.

"Still staring?" Yukio asked, her heart torn between fondness and exasperation as she watched him gaze at her with unwavering eyes.

"Hmm, just one last minute!" Roland deployed his usual tactic of clinging to Yukio body, refusing to let go.

"Sigh! You’re impossible. How about this? Aunt Yukio will let you take a photo. That way, you can look at it whenever you feels like. Sound good?"

"Uhh... just like this?"

"Mhmm, if that’s how you want it."

"Then..."

A mischievous idea suddenly struck Roland, and he finally climbed out of Yukio’s embrace reluctantly.

He swiftly pulled out his phone, wrapped his arms around Yukio’s nearly nude body, and snapped a quick selfie.

And so, an incredibly ambiguous photo of forbidden lovers was born.

In the picture, a stunning noblewoman, completely naked, leaned against a young boy’s chest. She looked as if she had just finished "doing it" and been dragged into the photo by the boy, with no time to dress. She hastily covered her breasts with a bath towel.

Anyone who saw the photo would surely assume the beautiful woman and the boy are already in a relationship after the fact, right?

Why else would she pose naked with him?

Damn it! To be able to possess such a ravishing milf... how utterly enviable!

This photo... Yukio’s lips twitched.

Even Yukio hadn’t expected Roland to take such a picture. Watching the little rascal bolt away after snapping the shot, terrified she’d demand he delete it, she felt a mix of embarrassment and anger. She quickly grabbed her phone.

Even Yukio’s didn’t expect that Roland would take pictures like this. Seeing the little rascal running away after taking the pictures, afraid that she would ask him to delete the photo, Yukio felt ashamed and angry in her heart, and quickly took out her mobile phone.

It was impossible for her to catch up with him now. And she couldn’t just run into her daughter’s room like this. If her daughter saw them, she would definitely suspect what they had done.

So Yukio’s could only send an angry expression emoji to Roland through the mobile chat and demanded;

**Yukio: Why don’t you send a copy for me to take a look too~!

Ahem, well~, after all, Roland is also in the photo, and she also wants to keep this photo which seems like something happened between them privately~.