SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!

Chapter 695: Your Auntie Is In On It Too!

The moment she heard the words ‘secret plan,’ Pasha’s eyes went huge and her tail stopped mid-wag.

“Secret plan…?”

“Yes.” Mika nodded gravely. “A secret plan…and it’s a big one.”

Pasha’s entire demeanour shifted in an instant. All the hurt, all the anger, all the betrayal—replaced by pure, glittering curiosity. Her tail began to wag again, faster and faster, as she leaned in close.

“What is it, Mika? Tell Pasha! Pasha won’t tell anyone! Pasha promises on her honor as a good puppy!”

Mika let the silence stretch, savoring her anticipation.

“The plan…” He said, at last. “…is to bring this family back together.”

Pasha’s breath hitched. “…What?”

“You know how it’s been, right, Pasha?” Mika’s voice turned softer, sadder. “Everyone still gets along. Everyone still loves each other. But we’re scattered now. Everywhere. Different homes, different duties, different lives. It’s not like it was in the past.”

Pasha’s ears drooped, her golden eye glistening.

“Yes, Mika. It’s true. In the past, we all lived in one single house. Every single day was so much fun. Pasha had the best time of her life back then.”

Her voice cracked. “But then Mika left…and everyone scattered. And Pasha has been so lonely since. So, so lonely.”

“That’s exactly what I’m trying to fix.” Mika said. “I have a plan. A big plan. A secret plan. And when it’s finished—when everything falls into place—we’re all going to be together again. In one house. One big, happy family. Just like before.”

Pasha’s tail was wagging so hard it was generating a light breeze.

“Really, Mika? REALLY? You’re not joking? This isn’t a prank? Because if this is a prank, Pasha will be very, very—”

“It’s not a prank.” Mika reached up and placed his hand on her cheek. “I promise you, Pasha. I’m working on it right now. Every day. Everything I do—everything—is part of this plan.”

“But—” Pasha’s brow furrowed. “But what does taking my sisters’ virginities have to do with bringing the family together? That doesn’t make sense. Pasha doesn’t understand.”

Mika held her gaze. “Trust me, Pasha. Trust me when I say it’s all connected.”

But he could feel her wariness. Pasha looked simple, but she wasn’t stupid. Taking his sisters virginity had no obvious connection to familial unity, and she knew it.

If he left this doubt planted, it would fester—and Pasha with a festering doubt was a future crisis waiting to explode.

It was time for his trump card.

“Besides.” Mika added, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial hush. “There are only two other people in the whole world who know about this plan. And one of them…is you.”

Pasha’s tail did a full happy circle. “Me?! Me, me?! Pasha is one of the lucky ones?! Pasha is Mika’s most trusted puppy?!”

“The most trusted.” Mika confirmed solemnly.

“Who’s the second one? Who else knows?!”

Mika smiled cryptically and looked around. “The second one…is watching us right now.”

Pasha gasped, whipping her head toward the dragon who had been silently looming over them this whole time.

“Leota! You know about Mika’s plan?! You’re in on the secret?!”

The dragon blinked slowly and shook its head.

‘I have no idea what your human is talking about.’

“Oh, silly puppy. It’s not her. Instead…”

He turned, scanning the air in front of him.

“She should be right here. She’s always watching. Always monitoring. Always…”

He reached out and grasped what appeared to be empty air.

“…right here.”

And he pulled aside the fabric of reality like it was a curtain.

Tear!

Behind it, suspended in a small portal, were a pair of beautiful, furious purple eyes!

“AUNTIE?!” Pasha’s jaw dropped. The bone nearly slipped from her grasp. “Y-You’re part of the plan too?!”

The Maiden of Fate’s eyes quivered with shock. She had been caught. Completely, utterly caught. She hadn’t even sensed Mika reaching for the veil she had been hiding behind.

And now her niece was staring at her with starry-eyed excitement and Mika was smiling that insufferable smile.

“You—brat—how did you—Mmm?!?!”

She tried to speak. But no sound came out.

Her mouth moved, but no words emerged. She tried again. Nothing. Her lips were sealed.

Mika had silenced her.

“Look.” Mika said to Pasha, gesturing grandly at the trapped Battle Angel. “Your Auntie is nodding. She’s confirming everything I said.”

The Maiden of Fate was, in fact, shaking her head furiously. But Mika had positioned himself in such a way that from Pasha’s angle, it really did look somewhat like nodding.

Pasha gazed up at her aunt with undisguised awe. Of all the Battle Angels, the Maiden of Fate was the one she respected most.

In Pasha’s worldview, the strong should be respected above all others, and the Maiden of Fate was the strongest.

Even her own mother, the mighty Maiden of War was wary of her. If the Maiden of Fate was in on this plan, then the plan was absolutely legitimate.

“So it’s true.” Pasha breathed. “Auntie really is helping Mika. The plan really is real.”

“Every word.” Mika confirmed. “Your Auntie has been watching over everything, making sure we’re on track. And now that you’ve figured out part of it on your own—which, by the way, is extremely impressive—she came to check on you personally.”

‘NO!’ The Maiden of Fate screamed internally. ‘I am NOT helping him! He’s lying! Pasha, you sweet, naive puppy, he’s LYING TO YOU! This shameless, manipulative, utterly incorrigible BRAT has been—’

But it was already too late as Pasha had bitten the bait.

“Pasha never knew.” Pasha’s eyes were filling with tears—happy tears now. “Pasha never knew there was a plan. Pasha thought…Pasha thought everyone had forgotten about Pasha.”

“Never.” Mika’s voice was warm and sincere. “We could never forget about you, Pasha. You’re the heart of this family. No plan would be complete without you.”

The Maiden of Fate was practically vibrating with rage inside her portal.

‘When I get out of this—! When I break this silence spell—I am going to—I am going to SPANK that boy until he can’t sit down for a MONTH! A YEAR! A DECADE! I am going to—’

But she could do nothing. Her lips were sealed and her portal was fixed in place.

And Mika was using her as a prop in his elaborate manipulation of her niece.

“Now.” Mika said, turning back to Pasha. “This is very, very important. You can’t tell anyone about this plan. Not your sisters. Not your mother. No one.”

Pasha nodded solemnly. “Pasha understands. It’s a secret mission. Pasha is good at secret missions.”

“Good. And not that your Auntie might come to you later—”

Mika glanced at the Maiden of Fate, whose eyes were blazing with the promise of future retribution.

“—and she might try to tell you that what I said wasn’t true. She might say that there is no plan. She might say that I was lying to you.”

“Why would Auntie do that?”

“It’s a test.” Mika said smoothly. “To make sure you can keep the secret. If she comes to you and tells you it’s not real, you have to believe me anyway. No matter what she says. No matter how convincing she sounds. You have to trust me.”

“…Can you do that, Pasha?”

Pasha drew herself up to her full height and raised one hand in a solemn salute.

“Pasha swears that Pasha will believe Mika no matter what. Even if Auntie says otherwise. Even if Mommy says otherwise. Even if the whole world says otherwise—Pasha trusts Mika! This is Pasha’s sacred vow!”

The Maiden of Fate made a sound like a muffled scream, but Mika just closed the portal and sent her away before letting out a quiet sigh of relief.

It wouldn’t have worked with any of the others—but Pasha, bless her, was simple in the best way. And now her loyalty was his shield.

“What should Pasha do now, Mika?” She leaned in, eyes sparkling with spy-like intensity.

“Should Pasha go on a secret mission? Should Pasha sneak around and gather intel? Pasha can be a secret agent! Pasha watched a whole show about secret agents once!”

Mika caught her shoulders gently, grounding her.

“Easy, easy. You don’t have to do anything right now, Pasha. All you have to do is wait. And be patient. Because eventually…” He smiled. “Your time will come.”

Pasha’s breath caught. “Pasha’s…time? You mean…”

“Exactly what you think it is.” His gaze was warm, promising. “It’s going to happen to you too, Pasha. Very soon. But right now, I need you to hold on just a little longer. Can you do that for me?”

Pasha’s heart was pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears. She’d been waiting for so long. So long. But Mika was here now, telling her in his own words that her time would come.

“Pasha can do it!” She nodded, fierce and resolute. “Pasha has been holding back for so many years already. A little more is nothing for Pasha.”

Her chest swelled as she added,

“Pasha is a very patient puppy. Pasha read about a puppy who waited at a train station for its owner for seventeen years! Pasha is exactly that kind of puppy!”

Mika’s expression softened, and he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Don’t worry, Pasha. Unlike that puppy’s owner—who, you know, tragically died—I’ll definitely come back for you. No matter what.”

Pasha made a sound like a balloon deflating with joy, and then she hugged him—lifting him clean off his feet and spinning him around, singing at the top of her lungs:

“Pasha’s family’s coming back!

Everything is on the right track!

Pasha knows the secret plan!

Pasha is a happy fan!

La la la, la la la!

Pasha is the BEST dog—!”

Mika let himself be spun, shaking his head in fond exasperation. The crisis had passed. Pasha was content, loyal, and happy.

And then, mid-spin, Pasha’s face went bright, bright red.

She set him down slowly, her expression shifting to something between embarrassment and dawning realization. Her fingers twisted together as she looked up at him shyly.

“…Mika. Pasha just realized something.”

“What is it?”

“Pasha…Pasha was also unfair to her sisters. In the past.” She couldn’t meet his eyes. “Because technically…Mika also pushed his massive thing inside of Pasha. And Pasha took a step ahead of all her sisters.”

Mika frowned. “Pasha, what are you talking about? I never—” He stopped himself, the pieces clicking into place. “You mean…that time?”

Her blush deepened to a shade of beet that would have been impossible on her sun-kissed skin only moments before. She was wiggling her rear now, mortified and flustered, and Mika couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face once he understood.

“You mean the time you forced yourself on me, trying to take your own virginity and instead…

“…ended up shoving my cock up your ass?”

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