The Progenitor in Yokohama

The pure-blood queen of the Feiying family sits at a luxurious long table, poised and graceful. She leans forward slightly, one hand braced against the table and the other lifting the chin of a certain lolicon. Her smiling voice is as alluring as red wine. “Dear little Rintaro, the stench on you is so strong I don't even want to taste you.” Irregular updates. Theme: Adults have their own way of falling in love. Love doesn't have to burn so fiercely that you set yourself on fire