I don't know what I expected when Mrs. Tanaka said, "See me after class."
A lecture?
Detention with actual paperwork?
Maybe she'd have me copy a hundred lines about "respecting boundaries" or some nonsense.
What I didn't expect was to be the only one left in the room after the final bell rang.
The windows glowed with afternoon sun. The clock ticked ominously. And the moment the door clicked shut behind the last student—
Mrs. Tanaka locked it.
Locked. It.
[Quest: "Private Detention" – Objective: Make it out alive with your dignity and pants intact. Reward: ???]
[Difficulty: Medium-Hard (and rising)]
She turned toward me slowly, heels clicking across the floor like gunshots, arms folded tight under her chest.
"You think you're clever, don't you?" she said.
"Yes," I replied without hesitation.
Her eyebrow twitched.
I wasn't being cocky. I was riding high on the afterglow of that [Affection +10] bonus, still buzzing from the power of my new body and the MILF System pumping hormones and confidence into every vein.
Mrs. Tanaka, though… she was a walking contradiction: frustration laced with fascination, a flickering fuse attached to a very sexy bomb. One that wore tight skirts and carried a ruler in her desk drawer.
"Sit," she said, gesturing to the front row.
I obeyed.
She walked past me—deliberately, slowly—and sat on the desk in front of me, crossing her legs in a way that should be illegal for any public educator.
"I've taught hundreds of boys over the years, Ren," she said. "They've stared. Drooled. Flirted. You're not special."
[LIE DETECTED. +1 System Insight]
"But you," she continued, "You had the gall to talk back. To compliment me. In front of the class."
I gave her a half-grin. "Was it the compliment, or the black lace comment that got under your skin?"
Her legs stiffened slightly. That tiny flicker in her eyes—an involuntary reaction. A tell.
Bullseye.
"You will not speak to me that way again," she said, voice low and sharp.
[New Quest: "Break Her Composure" – Reward: Unlock Hidden Trait]
I leaned forward slightly. "Or what, Sensei? You'll punish me?"
A beat. A pause.
Then…
"Stand up," she ordered.
I obeyed, blood pumping with adrenaline and something far dirtier. She stood, now toe-to-toe with me, chin tilted up to meet my gaze.
"You're taller than I expected," she murmured.
"I'm full of surprises," I replied.
[Skill Activated: Verbal Tease Lv.1 – Chance to fluster MILF increased by 20%]
"Hands behind your back."
I hesitated. "Ma'am?"
"I said," she repeated, stepping even closer, "hands. Behind. Your back."
I obeyed.
She reached into her desk drawer. I heard a faint click.
A ruler. A classic. But this one had a slight curve to it. Not for hitting desks.
She tapped it gently against her own palm and narrowed her eyes at me. "You want to act like an adult, Kurozawa? Then learn to take consequences like one."
I nearly moaned.
[Quest Updated: Survive the next five minutes without losing composure. Bonus: Make her lose hers first.]
She circled me like a hawk, the ruler trailing lightly along my shoulder, my back, then lower…
"Most boys in this school are afraid of me," she said. "You look like you're enjoying this."
"Can you blame me?" I said, voice husky. "If you wanted control, you shouldn't have worn lace today."
Crack.
She didn't hit me hard, but the sudden swat of the ruler across my rear made me jolt.
She smirked.
"Oh? Flustered?"
[Status: Light Arousal | Stamina +10 | Lust Sync: Active]
[Affection +5]
This woman was a menace. A temptress with a teaching license. And I was exactly her type: too confident, too cocky, and completely asking for it.
Her hand slid up the ruler slowly, suggestively. "Tell me something, Ren…"
"Anything."
"Do you flirt with all your teachers… or just me?"
I didn't answer right away. I stepped forward—just a bit. Breathing the same air now.
"Just the ones I want," I whispered.
Her breath hitched.
[Critical Hit. Composure Shaken. Bond Trait Unlock Eligible.]
She stepped back suddenly. Flushed. Almost rattled.
"Class dismissed," she said quickly, turning to grab her papers. "Get out."
"Are you sure?" I teased. "You didn't even assign any punishment lines."
"Out!"
She was flustered.
I won.
I walked home with a stupid grin on my face, the sun warm on my skin and the System softly humming in my brain like a pervy GPS.
[Quest Complete: "Private Detention"]
[Rewards Unlocked:]
Bond Trait: Educator's Discipline – +10 Charisma while being corrected/scolded by MILFs
Skill Upgrade: Verbal Tease Lv.2
New System Perk: Lust Drain – regain stamina through "intimate physical contact" (initial forms: hand-holding, kissing)
[Affection Level: Hana Tanaka – 65/100]
Oh, this was going so much better than retirement.
When I got home, things escalated faster than I could say "Mommy."
I opened the door to the scent of warm cookies and saw Yumi Arai—my best friend's mom, the woman who apparently loved packing me lunches and treating me like her "sweet boy"—wearing an apron… and nothing else.
Well, technically she had clothes underneath. Technically.
A loose tank top that showed way too much sideboob. Shorts so short they qualified as a threat to public decency.
[Target Scanned: Yumi Arai | Affection: 55 | Trait: Overly Doting | Special Status: Flustered Single Mother]
[New Quest: "Cookie Crumbs & Compromises" – Objective: Stay for dinner. And maybe dessert.]
"Ren-chan~! You're just in time," she beamed. "Come taste my cookie."
She held one out, still warm, practically melting in her fingers.
I took it. Bit it. Moaned. "This is insane. What's in this?"
"Love," she giggled. Then leaned closer. "And maybe a touch of cinnamon. You like that, don't you?"
[New Status: Boner – Mild | Charisma Down if Not Hidden]
"Y-Yeah," I coughed. "Big fan of cinnamon."
She noticed. Oh, she noticed.
Her cheeks pinked, and her eyes dropped—then darted away.
"Well… I'll make you a fresh batch for breakfast. Why don't you go wash up in the bathroom first?" she said, voice breathy. "Dinner's almost ready."
[New Event Flag: Night Visit Possible (If Affection reaches 60+)]
Oh hell yes.
As I washed my hands in the sink, the System buzzed again:
[Harem Tracker Unlocked.]
1. Hana Tanaka – 65 Affection
2. Yumi Arai – 55 Affection
3. ??? – ???
4. ??? – ???
[System Advice: Keep juggling. MILFs are possessive, but predictable. And very, very rewarding.]
To be continued…