Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist

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Her love for her husband and her sense of responsibility to her family were instantly overshadowed by a more primal and profound emotion.

Her body went limp, her eyes gradually became hazy, and finally transformed into a pure, unadulterated infatuation and worship.

"...Yes, Master."

She parted her red lips slightly, her voice soft and submissive, and slowly knelt on the tatami, lowering her noble head.

Rin Nohara and Kurenai Yuhi, who were standing nearby, were completely stunned.

They couldn't understand why the proud Uchiha clan leader and his wife would submit so easily.

Su Hui ignored them and simply beckoned to Mikoto with his finger.

"come over."

Mikoto immediately crawled to Su Hui's side like a docile kitten.

Su Hui took the opportunity to sit in the main seat, pulled her into his arms, and made her sit sideways on his lap.

"Well……"

Mikoto let out a soft, charming moan, her body pressed tightly against Su Hui, feeling his strong, powerful arms and burning body temperature, two intoxicating blushes appearing on her face.

Su Hui's hands unceremoniously encircled her slender waist, while his other hand slipped inside the wide neckline of her kimono, grasping her astonishingly soft and voluptuous breasts and kneading them wantonly.

"Hmm~"

Mikoto let out a suppressed moan, her body going limp like a pool of spring water, clinging to Su Hui.

Meanwhile, Fugaku Uchiha, who should have been the master of this house and this woman, stood aside, watching this scene with a calm expression.

There was no anger or jealousy in his eyes, only satisfaction at his "master" enjoying his "tribute".

This scene completely shattered the worldviews of Kurenai Yuhi and Rin Nohara.

"What...what exactly is going on..."

Kurenai's voice trembled.

They stared in horror at the absurd scene before them: a husband watching his wife enjoy pleasure in another man's arms, and acting as if it were perfectly normal!

Upon hearing this, Su Hui turned to them, smiling and waving.

"You two, come over here too."

The two women froze, instinctively wanting to back away.

But the next second, they felt an irresistible force envelop them, and then the same Seed of Loyalty merged into their souls.

The fear and resistance in their eyes quickly faded, replaced by the same obedience and infatuation as Mikoto.

"Owner."

Two shy girls walked up to Su Hui and nestled affectionately against him, one on each side.

With a beautiful and mature woman nestled in his arms, Su Hui turned his gaze to Fu Yue, who stood respectfully to the side, and began to inquire about important matters.

"Fugaku, tell me about your Uchiha clan..."

Upon hearing this, Fugaku revealed all the secrets of the Uchiha clan without reservation.

From the ordinary Sharingan to the Mangekyou Sharingan, and then to the legendary Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, as well as the contents of the stone tablet at the Naka Shrine, everything is explained in detail.

Su Hui's hand slowly moved upwards from the hem of Mikoto's kimono thigh, feeling its amazing smoothness and elasticity.

Under his caresses, Mikoto's body trembled slightly, and her breathing became rapid, but she could only endure it, burying her face in Su Hui's chest and letting out soft sobs.

While listening to Fugaku's narration, Su Hui enjoyed the services of the beautiful woman in his arms and the two young girls.

The conversation continued until evening.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the mansion.

He was a boy who looked no more than seven or eight years old. He was wearing a dark short shirt of the Uchiha clan and had short black hair. However, his expression was not as innocent as that of his peers. Instead, he had a composure and precociousness that did not match his age.

He was Itachi Uchiha, the eldest son of Fugaku Uchiha and Mikoto Uchiha, and was hailed as a once-in-a-century genius of the Uchiha clan.

"Father, Mother, I'm back."

Itachi bowed respectfully to Fugaku and Mikoto.

When he looked up and saw the scene around the dining table, a barely perceptible hint of doubt flashed in his clear, dark eyes.

The long dining table was laden with sumptuous dishes, yet the atmosphere felt somewhat strange.

Su Hui sat in the main seat as a matter of course. To his left was Uchiha Mikoto, who was obediently serving him food, and to his right were Yuhi Kurenai and Nohara Rin, who were equally attentive to him.

What puzzled him most was that his father, who was always dignified and acted as the head of the family, was standing beside that man with a respectful expression, as if he were a subordinate.

"Itachi, come here."

Before he could think any further, Fugaku spoke up, his tone serious, "This is Lord Su Hui. He is a distinguished guest of the village, and I have already asked him to be your teacher from now on. Come and pay your respects to Teacher Su Hui."

teacher?

Itachi was filled with even greater confusion.

He was already the top student at the Ninja Academy, and his father often personally guided him. Why would a teacher he had never heard of suddenly appear?

Despite his confusion, his good upbringing led him to step forward and bow deeply to Su Hui: "Teacher Su Hui." (Note: The text also mentions that the latest chapters of "Apocalypse America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist" can be read ad-free on the "Reading Club" app, with over a million books available for free. The app's official website can be accessed via 705U.com.)

"Well, sit down."

Su Hui's gaze swept over Itachi, as if he were examining an interesting collectible. "Good potential, a promising talent."

Dinner begins.

Itachi sat down next to Fugaku and began to eat in silence.

But he found it very strange.

Both Fugaku and Mikoto showed extraordinary enthusiasm for Su Hui, especially his mother, Mikoto.

"Lord Su Hui, please try this. I made it especially for you."

Mikoto picked up a piece of tempura and put it into Su Hui's bowl, her cheeks flushed with a charming blush, her eyes full of flattery and admiration.

Especially since even her mother had never been so considerate to her father, who exactly is this teacher Su Hui?

The warmth and ingratiation in her eyes were something Itachi had never seen before.

For a time,

Itachi Uchiha was extremely curious about Su Hui.

What he couldn't see was that, hidden beneath the large tablecloth, a completely different scene was unfolding.

There, Su Hui's large hand had already slipped under the wide hem of Mikoto's kimono, wantonly roaming and kneading her smooth thighs.

Mikoto's body trembled slightly from time to time, her legs instinctively coming together, only to be easily separated by that domineering hand, which penetrated deep into her inner thighs and caressed them wantonly.

Meanwhile, Mikoto's own hand quietly rested on Su Hui's leg, her fingers gently circling around his genitals, bringing waves of tingling stimulation.

Her feet, hidden under the tablecloth, had come off their wooden clogs, and she used her fair toes to gently, repeatedly, tease Su Hui's calves.

This was a silent affair staged in front of their young son.

This forbidden intimate contact, conducted in front of her husband and son, filled Mikoto with immense shame, yet the loyalty and longing deep within her soul made her uncontrollably excited.

Her cheeks grew increasingly red, and her breathing became somewhat rapid.

suddenly,

With a "thud," Mikoto's chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Ah, sorry."

Her cheeks flushed, and with a perfectly measured hint of panic, she bent down to pick it up.

This action caused her to bury herself completely under the table.

Uchiha Mikoto's full breasts, bulging under her kimono, pressed firmly against Su Hui's massive member, even through several layers of clothing.

She picked up the chopsticks very slowly, extremely slowly.

While pretending to fumble for the chopsticks, she boldly rubbed her soft breasts against Su Hui's large member.

Her breathing became rapid, and she could even feel her master's gradually rising and enormous member undergoing an astonishing change.

at last,

She "found" the chopsticks, sat up straight, and said breathlessly, "Found them."

"Hmm... Be careful."

Su Hui smiled, his face showing enjoyment.

Itachi looked at his mother's bent-over back and felt that her movements were a little strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

Mikoto quickly straightened up, put the chopsticks she had picked up aside, and put on a new pair. Her blush deepened, and her eyes sparkled as she secretly gave Su Hui a charming look.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Mother, are you feeling unwell?"

"Itachi asked with concern."

"No...no, it's just a little hot."

Mikoto shook her head frantically, not daring to look into her son's eyes.

Dinner then ended in this eerie atmosphere.

In the dead of night,

Itachi lay in his room, tossing and turning.

The scenes from the day kept replaying in his mind: his mother's unusual behavior, his father's tacit approval, and that mysterious and powerful teacher, Su Hui.

All of this was like a fog, shrouding his mind.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, a very faint sound reached his ears.

The sound was suppressed, like a woman trying her best to endure something, making intermittent moans.

...Hmm...Ah...

Itachi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

As a ninja who underwent rigorous training from a young age, his hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people.

He was certain that the sound was coming from the direction of his parents' master bedroom.

He held his breath and listened intently.

Besides the woman's moans, he also heard a strange, rhythmic thumping sound.

pop... pop... pop...

It's like a damp wooden board being repeatedly pounded.

The sounds were sometimes rapid, sometimes slow, accompanied by the woman's increasingly uncontrollable panting and pleading cries.

"Master...ah...no...Mikoto is going to break..."

It sounds like my mother's voice!

Moreover, it wasn't just the mother's voice; there seemed to be two other women's voices as well—the two older sisters who had been with Teacher Su Hui during the day.

Their laughter and moans mingled together, their voices incredibly alluring.

"Lin, no...don't touch there...ah!"

"Red...you...you're so bad..."

"Master...faster...give us more..."

Itachi's heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand. "Lin, have you thought about it? Lin, are you free...?"

He quietly got out of bed, barefoot, like a nimble cat, and silently pressed himself against the wall.

But when he concentrated on listening, the sound suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings became so quiet that only the chirping of insects and his own heartbeat could be heard.

Is it an illusion?

Itachi frowned.

He didn't believe his perception could be wrong.