LUSTFUL PARADISE: Shinmai cross DxD

"Is this really necessary?"

Basara asked, awkwardness lacing his tone at the situation he found himself in.

"Of course! Don't you think so too, Asia?"

A cheekily smiling Lucia answered his anxious query, throwing a look at Asia concurrently. Her gaze demanded nothing but the answer she sought from her, an answer of affirmation.

"Hah, y-yes!"

Asia answered, following Lucia's script, while staring at Basara's toned body with a faint blush on her face. The scars that filled his body gave him an, even more, manly and mysterious look compounding the attraction of the two ladies.

"*Sigh* Why did I even trust you in the first place?"

Basara just sighed in resignation, ultimately, as he let himself be dolled up for the upcoming night event.

After he received that fateful call from Hasegawa, Basara was quite troubled because he did not know how he should go about the matter. Clearly, it was just a normal invitation. But somehow, Basara felt like it would be improper of him to approach the event as casually as he had hoped.

Therein lay the problem. Basara had no experience in dating or courting women, in fact.

One might forget it at times, but he was just a 15-year-old boy with no experience under his belt about these matters just until a few days ago. It was already a miracle that he wasn't reduced to a stuttering mess when dealing with women, especially so when said women were all beauties of unparalleled heights.

'Is it even a date in the first place?'

Hasegawa had just invited him to a meal and to discuss, at length, about his mental state. The meal section aside, he didn't think that many people had such a discussion take place on their first date.

Sadly, when he explained his thoughts to Lucia, she refused to even listen to him and proceeded to teleport to the underworld before coming back with a bunch of trending fashionable clothes.

"You are having fun, aren't you?"

"But of course. A nurse invites a handsome young boy to her house to discuss questionable matters. Haha. This is straight out of an eroge. How utterly exciting!!"

Lucia's answer prompted Basara to facepalm himself while Asia tilted her head in one part wonder and nine parts confusion.

"Eroge?"

While she had some general knowledge, her in-depth knowledge of Japan and its culture was still quite lacking. She had never heard of such terms, at least not ever in the articles she had read revolving around the country.

"Ohoh~ Once Basara-sama leaves, let me introduce you to the wonders of Japan's greatest creation for people suffering from isolation."

"Thanks, Lucia-san."

"Hey! Don't show weird things to Asia."

"You mean weirder than what you showed her last night?"

"Ugh~"

Basara was beaten thoroughly in that exchange, no doubt about it.

Like this, the three of them continued their banter in a sweet and tender atmosphere until it was time for Basara to leave for his 'date'.

———

A few hours later, Basara was watching the road swiftly run by him with a rather bewildered look donning his countenance.

"What is it, Toujou-kun? You seem quite surprised."

The sweet voice sounding from beside him made him snap out of his daze opting for him to answer with an awkward chuckle.

"It's just…your car is quite the luxurious thing."

While Basara wasn't really interested in cars in general, he still had some general knowledge about them; knowledge enough to know that the car they were currently riding on wasn't something a nurse should be able to buy with her meager paycheck.

This made Basara even more intrigued and interested in the real identity of this mysterious school doctor.

"Fufufu~! It is, isn't it?!"

Hasegawa gave a light laugh but did not give more explanation nor did Basara pry further around the subject. He knew that everyone had their own secrets to keep and it wasn't his place to ask for more.

After driving along the highway for a while, the car then stopped at its destination. Basara who was in the passenger seat had remembered Hasegawa saying that they would discuss it in her house and had been thinking of the possibilities while on the road. 

Since he had gotten into a high-class sports car, Basara wondered what her house would look like. He had the faint feeling that he would be quite surprised — and indeed he was.

A high-rise apartment complex — she lived on the highest level of the building, and there didn't seem to be anyone else living with her. Arriving in the living room, which was bigger than half the size of his whole house, Basara couldn't help but ask himself once again.

'Is this really fine?'

"Let me serve you some tea while I work on the dishes."

"I…"

"No. You are my guest today. No need to help with anything. Just sit down and drink."

Left with no choice, Basara sat on the comfy sofa and drank the tea Hasegawa gave him with an uneasy grip and addled mind, waiting nervously for the dishes to be done.

"~!~!~!"

From the kitchen, a melody being hummed mixed in with the sounds of food being cooked flowed inside the living room gently tickling his ears.

A little earlier, he had seen her take off her usual white coat and put on an apron, which gave off a new feel to her, like donning a different kind of charm.

'I've never seen her like that.'

He was used to the look she had while wearing her working clothes and had come to associate them with her presence. But now, he was reminded that Hasegawa wasn't just a doctor.

She was first and foremost a woman. A very beautiful and enchanting woman with a body that incited carnal desire and indulgence.

And said beautiful woman seemed to be quite excited about the current situation.

For her to be looking forward to their meal together, it was indeed an honor; but after giving it more thought, he couldn't help but feel some doubts.

'Just what does she want?' 

He was totally unable to grasp her thoughts and that made him feel a little…no a great deal of unease.

"Sorry for the wait, Toujou-kun. Come and have a seat!"

"Oh, okay..."

Upon hearing her call, he finished the red tea, got up from the sofa, and took a seat at the large dining table. Hasegawa then served him the dishes.

"Sensei, you are really skilled at cooking..."

He couldn't help but give praise. While the food was being made, a tantalizing aroma kept wafting from the kitchen. 

Adding to that Hasegawa was the chef, it made one not only nervous but expectant of the food. And the result, what Hasegawa had served, had far exceeded what he had expected from her.

What Hasegawa had made for Basara was what one could normally find on the table in any other household, but from the dishes used to the seasoning used, the quality was clearly of high standards. 

What had made him even more surprised was the quantity of the dishes, which were definitely not made with balanced nutrition in mind.

 Radish patty, curry rice, potato stew, caesar salad, ginger roast pork, beef omelet rice, chicken nuggets, and miso soup. That had occupied most of the space on the table. 

'Is she really an infirmary teacher?'

Basara thought while his lips kept twitching. The dishes, albeit delicious, looked like they were totally unbalanced nutritionally.

"Come, please begin."

"All right... Then I'll start now." 

Basara put his hands together facing Hasegawa who sat opposite him and asked,

"Humm… Where should I start...?"

Every dish seemed to be a great option, though she may have more attachment towards a particular dish, so it would probably be better to ask first. 

"These dishes were made for you, so just start from wherever you want."

She replied as such, smiling shyly.

"To tell you the truth, this is my first time cooking for someone other than myself... As I didn't know what I should prepare, I just made what I thought young boys like you would like to eat."

Listening to her words, he then realized how the unbalanced nutrition meal on the table came about. It was because these were made with one thing in mind. 

Not dishes that she was good at, not dishes she had wanted just anyone else to eat, but dishes to make him eat happily. And so,

"...I'll start now, then."

"...How is it?"

Hasegawa asked with a slight trace of uneasiness, and with that, Basara couldn't help but laugh foolishly with food in his mouth, with only one answer to that.

"Sensei... It's really delicious."

This made Hasegawa calm down, and smile…rather enchantingly.

"Is that so... It's a good thing, then. Don't stand on ceremony, and have some more."

Basara nodded and continued eating.

The dishes Hasegawa made for Basara, every single one of them, were extremely delicious.

A large variety, coupled with a large quantity, was the reason that originally made him think that it wouldn't be possible for him to finish everything alone. 

But unexpectedly, he couldn't put down his chopsticks, and just like that, under the gentle gaze of the smiling Hasegawa, Basara wiped the various dishes clean within an hour.

His stomach was full, and he was satisfied with his meal. Still, as a guest, he couldn't just stop there.

"Thanks for the food, would you like me to help you wash them?"

Hasegawa seemed to be about to utter a rebuttal when she stopped and thought about it before finally answering,

 "If you want to thank me, I want you to help me with another thing." 

He agreed, and a few moments later…

"Umm...Is this really okay?"

"Yes, just do it."

"Uhh... then here I come."

After confirming with Hasegawa who was currently washing the dishes, Basara wrapped his hands around her from behind.

From what she said earlier, she had wanted to experience the scene commonly seen in TV series, where after cooking for a man, the man would give the woman a sweet look from behind her back.

To not restrict her movements, Basara had his arms wrapped around her waist and their body glued closely together. Immediately, he felt her softness, warmth, and fragrance. 

It was a truly warm scene. But what was dangerous was something else.

'It 's too dangerous from this angle...!'

Originally, the difference between Hasegawa and Basara's height in their line of sight was not that big as she usually wore high heels.

But now in her home, she obviously wasn't wearing her heels, and she was now slightly shorter than him. 

What he saw — between two of the buttons on her shirt that weren't done in were the top halves of her overflowing breasts and her bra.

Simply continuing to wash the dishes, Hasegawa happily smiled.

"What is it, Toujou-kun? You seem very nervous... Since you live together with two young women unrelated to you, I guess that this isn't your first time doing this, right?"

Hasegawa teased him a little. When she came to take Basara for a ride, she had briefly met Lucia and Asia. 

"Ah, well... You're not wrong."

She was correct on that accord. This wasn't his first time doing this sort of thing. Lucia had often forced him into embarrassing situations and yesterday he did get quite far with the two of them.

But still, those were for Basara and them to lay the groundwork for bringing their relationships to the next level. 

He was not so close to Hasegawa to the degree that they could start doing that kind of stuff, since they had a student-teacher relationship, at the end of the day.

"How does it feel when you are doing it with them, could you tell me?"

"*Ahem* What do you mean, sensei?"

Hasegawa stuck out her hip, rubbing it over his crotch, as if to say 'This is what I mean'. Her soft buttocks were gently stroking the area around his crotch, which caused his body to become stiff.

"For someone of your age, living with two young beautiful women… It probably wouldn't just end with just some dishes being washed, right?"

"! -- No, nothing of that sort."

Basara avoided her gaze to hide his embarrassing form and slightly reddened cheeks. He couldn't exactly explain his relationship with them now, could he?

"Is that so... All right, since you say so, I'll just believe you. A good teacher should always believe what her students say after all."

Hasegawa thankfully didn't insist on the topic and just continued to wash the dishes.

"A good teacher shouldn't joke around with her students too... Really, something might really happen one day because of this. I am a healthy boy in his teens, you know?"

"Hehe… I see. Though. If it's you, I wouldn't really mind."

Basara opened his eyes wide at the sudden declaration and was lost about what to do.

Hasegawa, meanwhile, simply let out a cheeky smile, then turned back to face the dishes, as if she hadn't just thrown a big bomb at his face.

"Well then, comparing with the dishes that I made, how does it fare against what you usually eat?"

"Eh, well..."

Since the topic on hand had somehow turned back to normal, he then started to compare what he had just eaten with what he normally ate every day in the Toujou household.  

What Hasegawa made were standard dishes usually served in the average households, with each and every one being made with much care. 

Although the quality of the ingredients used had somewhat helped, it was still her preparations of the ingredients that had brought out the authentic and great flavors of each and every ingredient. 

Basara thought meticulously as he tried to word in an answer properly, 

"Sensei's dishes – Every single one of them is exquisite, just like the food from a restaurant specializing in making this sort of food. They are definitely very well done and delicious. So..."

"...Were they not to your tastes?"

Hasegawa hadn't looked back while doing the dishes but Basara could feel that her voice was slightly lowered and she seemed quite uneasy.

"No, it is indeed to my taste. In fact-"

'They are too adjusted to my tastes. It feels like I already ate something like this, once.'

"Sensei, saying such words might feel a little inappropriate but, It was obviously my first time eating your cooking, but for some reason, it felt very nostalgic... "

Basara found it hard to explain. Aside from Lucia who moved in recently, the only food he had eaten were those made by his parents and those he had eaten in the house of a childhood friend of his.

For some reason, Hasegawa trembled slightly but didn't speak out.

"May I ask... Is sensei's cooking style learned from a relative or your parents?"

Basara noticed that Hasegawa had remained silent up till now, and thus he fearfully thought that he had made her angry. However, her answer was slightly unexpected.

"Yes. In the kitchen-related stuff, my skills were learned from a relative who I lived with. She was just like a sister who was a lot older than me."

"I see."

"Ah, I had really liked her at that time, just like how I liked what she cooked up. And so, knowing that you like it too, it really makes me happy."

Hearing her words which carried much meaning gave Basara the feeling that that relative was no longer in this world, and so he dared not ask about who she was speaking about.

"Say, Toujou-kun."

Hasegawa suddenly closed the tap and tremblingly uttered out her next lines.

"Just one more time would be fine... Hug me even tighter."

Her voice as she pleaded this demand carried none of her usual teasings. 

Right here, right now, she seemed so frail and helpless.

So, silently, he did as he was asked.

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