NTR: The Trash Young Master Who Stole Every Girl!

Chapter 124: Threatening the Matriarch!

"M-My... My recipe...?"

"Yes, my father was highly specific about the cooking process, Matriarch."

"I... I have absolutely no idea what your father is talking about under the heavens!"

"Is that so? He mentioned the chef was an S-rank master who screamed quite loudly during the baking process."

"Y-You... you are talking absolute nonsense!"

The Matriarch’s S-rank composure was completely thrown into a blender.

Her hands left the wooden doors entirely, trembling at supersonic speeds as her mind flooded with a highly forbidden memory from three years ago.

Kaizen didn’t step back at all, his naked, hot chest pressing lightly against her royal back as his morning monster continued to tap against her mature ass cheeks like a rhythmic drum.

’Wait a minute... what is happening out there?’

Inside the dark wardrobe, Hina’s survival panic suddenly morphed into absolute, supreme confusion.

Just a second ago, she was preparing to meet her ancestors in heaven.

But this weird exchange between her peak S-rank mother and this naked rogue smelled incredibly fishy under the heavens.

’Why did mother suddenly stop opening the door? What the hell is a heaven bun?!’

"My father also said the dessert was extremely tight and required a massive amount of physical strength to properly knead."

Kaizen whispered smoothly, his hands casually coming down to rest right on the Matriarch’s slender, mature hips.

"He said the chef even begged him to pour his secret sauce all over her sacred kitchen."

"S-Stop... stop talking..."

"Why the rush to stop the conversation, Matriarch? I thought you wanted to inspect my room thoroughly?"

"This... this grand mistress has suddenly remembered a peak emergency alliance meeting! I must leave immediately!"

"But what about the damaged wardrobe? Aren’t you going to completely replace it and bring everything into the light?"

"N-No! The wardrobe is perfectly fine! It is a supreme masterpiece of carpentry under the heavens!"

The Matriarch’s heart was beating so fast it felt like a tier-one battle drum.

She could feel his massive, veiny weapon heating up right through her silk robes, reminding her exactly of the colossal power her clan had offended.

If this shameless rogue leaked that secret to the anyone in the entire world, her entire reputation, her family, and her life would be completely deleted from the server!

Kaizen let out a low, deeply satisfied demon laugh, his fingers giving her mature hips a very firm, playful squeeze before he finally took a step back, letting the morning breeze cool his rod once again.

"Very well. Since the structural integrity is approved by the peak S-rank boss herself, I won’t keep you. Have a safe flight, Matriarch."

"Hmph!"

The Matriarch didn’t even dare to turn around to look at his naked body, immediately spinning on her heels and sprinting out of the room at supersonic speeds, her robes flying behind her like a rocket.

Slam!

The suite door closed, leaving an absolute, chaotic silence in the room.

Kaizen casually walked over and unlocked the wardrobe door with a soft click, swinging it wide open to reveal his daughter.

Hina was sitting there like a stunned vegetable, her dress messy and her eyes completely blank.

"Well, princess, your mother approved of the furniture. Are you ready to continue our standing doggy style session under the heavens, or do you want to ask me about my father’s favorite bakery?"

"What the hell was that?!"

Hina completely ignored his lewd invitation, frantically scrambling out of the dark cupboard like a manic squirrel.

Her royal night dress was still a wrinkled disaster, and her hair looked like it had survived a literal hurricane under the heavens.

"What did you just say to my mother? Why did she look like she saw a level-99 ghost?! What is this forbidden Ayura dessert?!"

"Ah, that? This daddy is bound by supreme confidentiality. It is a highly sacred, intimate secret between this young master and your beautiful mother."

"You are completely lying to my face! Tell me right now! I am the princess of this clan!"

"Nope. A gentleman never kisses and tells under the heavens. Especially when it involves a kitchen recipe from three years ago."

Hina aggressively crossed her arms, her lower lip pushing out into a massive, tier-one pout that could melt a glacier.

She stamped her foot against the floorboards, utterly frustrated that this naked rogue was gatekeeping the biggest scandal of the century.

Kaizen merely let out a low, deeply amused chuckle, casually taking a slow, predatory step toward her trembling figure.

His colossal morning monster gave a highly visible, menacing twitch right in front of her eyes, completely eager to resume the physical combat that her mother had so rudely interrupted.

"Besides, princess, we currently have a much bigger crisis on our hands."

"W-What crisis? Mother already ran away!"

"The crisis of unquenched hunger under the heavens. Someone’s greedy little core was filled five times last night, yet a certain royal spectator spent four hours in her bedroom furiously self-soothing while watching the live broadcast. Don’t you think that’s a bit unfair?"

Boom! Direct critical hit to her soul!

Hina’s entire face instantly turned a glorious, rosy red color, the crimson heat rushing all the way down to her elegant neck.

She instinctively looked down at the floor, her eyes desperately locking onto his bare toes as her mind completely melted from the pure, unadulterated shame of being exposed in 4K once again.

"I-I don’t know what you are talking about..."

"Is that so? Then why is your breathing suddenly so heavy, little sister?"

Kaizen closed the remaining distance between them in a single, silent flash.

The sheer heat radiating from his naked chest pressed right against her face, completely trapping her under his supreme shadow.

His twitching rod gently nudged against her hip, its wet tip reminding her exactly what kind of absolute beast she was dealing with.

Hina swallowed a massive mouthful of saliva, her legs turning completely into jelly as the room’s atmosphere grew dangerously heavy once more.

Outside the door, the Matriarch was pressed flat against the wall, her ear glued directly to the wood like a low-tier peeping tom.

She let out a massive, silent sigh of pure relief, her S-rank chest heaving under her robes.

’Hmph. Seems...’