Vladimir reading the new mission wondered where he could get some milk, when he saw her mother walking towards him with those jiggly lemons.

He wondered if that would work too, but he did not ask her yet as she arrived in front of him.

“If you want to enroll in the academy, you do not need to feel troubled in telling me in the future, ok?” as she glanced at him with a calm look.

Vladimir nodded his head and replied, “Ok mom,”

“That’s good,” as she put her hands in his cheeks.

“Oh yeah, where's your sister, why am I not seeing her?” she asked, as she retract her hand.

“Seraphina is upstairs. She was sleeping, totally exhausted from our cleaning and playing games,” he responded.

“Well, that’s good. Sleep can be healthy too,” she replied, unaware of what Vladimir truly meant by the words playing games.

“Wait, did you just say clean? You cleaned the whole house?” she asked, standing there in disbelief as she looked around.

Everything was neat and spotless. Even the stains on the floor were gone. She could not help but sigh.

“Next time, just go and have fun. Leave this kind of work to your mother, alright? But still, I’m very thankful to both of you,” she said with a smile, feeling proud of how responsible her two children had become.

Receiving the praise, Vladimir was naturally happy. He jumped down from the table with a light step.

His gaze briefly wandered toward those two large melons, still wondering if the ‘milk’ the system referred to, meant that.

Aerolia, oblivious to his gaze, gave him a gentle instruction. “You can go and rest in your room first. I’ll prepare some lunch.”

Vladimir shook his head and replied earnestly, “I want to help, Mother. I’m not sleepy.”

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, she smiled and stepped outside. When she returned, she was carrying a basket.

She handed him the rice, and Vladimir carefully placed it into the container to keep bugs and insects from getting to it.

He then rinsed the rice with water while his mother prepared the vegetables she had bought. Afterward, she took out another ingredient from the basket that made Vladimir’s mouth water.

It was meat. Seeing his expression, Aeloria smiled softly and said, “This was given by your Aunt Phelia, so next time you visit her, make sure to thank her, alright?”

Vladimir nodded, then proceeded with his task while his mother began cutting the pork into small pieces.

He lit a fire using firewood and started cooking the rice. Then he prepared another fire, where his mother began cooking the rest of the meal.

After half an hour, everything was finished. The rich aroma spread from the kitchen and filled the entire house.

Vladimir’s stomach growled for no apparent reason. To be honest, he didn’t even feel hungry. 

Yet there was something his body craved, something beyond the mana circulating within him.

The sensation wasn’t true hunger, but a lingering urge, as if his stomach were still searching for something tangible to consume.

When everything was ready and the meal was placed on the table, his mother instructed him to wake his sister.

He followed her words and went upstairs. The little girl was still lost in her dream, her mouth slightly open with drool dripping down.

He woke her up, and she suddenly pulled down his lower garments, eager to fill her empty stomach with milk.

Vladimir gently woke her and told her about the meal waiting downstairs. She got up frantically and followed him down with eager steps.

When Seraphina saw that meat was being served, she immediately became more energetic and filled her plate with a great portion.

Vladimir was not to be outdone, taking plenty of meat from the broth as well. Aeloria simply watched the two of them with a vivid look of satisfaction on her face.

She then took her portion and began eating, enjoying the meal. It was her rest day, as there was no manual laundry work scheduled for her at the moment.

While all of them were enjoying their time together, the meal eventually came to an end. 

However, Vladimir noticed that he didn’t feel full at all.

It felt as though his stomach had become a bottomless pit, “Where did all the food I ate go?” he wondered.

After a while, he stopped thinking about it and took the initiative to clean everything up. Aeloria wanted to help, but Vladimir insisted, gently guiding her to stay seated.

Seraphina, who was completely full, sat in her mother’s lap. She let out a small burp and rubbed her bulging tummy.

“I’m so full,” she said, her cheeks puffed out adorably.

Looking down at her daughter’s face made her heart flutter as she gently played with her. It wasn’t anything too energetic, since Seraphina had just finished eating.

Vladimir was already at the sink, washing the dishes without being told.

The little girl, who had been burping repeatedly, finally felt like herself again.

Seraphina looked up at her mother and softly muttered, “Mom, I want to drink your milk,” her eyes wide with a pleading, puppy-like gaze.

 Aeloria chuckled and gently twirled her fingers against the little girl’s nose. 

“You’re such a little glutton, my sweet angel. Alright, come here,” she said, lowering the garment over her left side.

Since Aeloria was only wearing a plain brown dress, she simply slid the fabric off her shoulder, revealing her left breast.

Her cherry-pink nipple stood out like ripe fruit, drawing Seraphina’s gaze. Without hesitation, the girl leaned in, opened her mouth, and latched on, wrapping her arms around her mother in a tight embrace.

“Ohh~” Aeloria moaned softly, the sensation making her shiver.

Even though Seraphina loved drinking her brother’s milk, the sensation of sucking from her mother’s breast felt far more comforting and fulfilling.

With her brother, it was different there was always a strange, unexplainable feeling that came with it. 

The taste was amazing, and the feeling it gave her was oddly satisfying. To her mother, it was love.

When Vladimir finished placing the plates and cups where from where they belonged to.

He turned around, only for his eyes to lock onto an unexpected scene.

One of his mother’s large, flawless breasts was being sucked by his little sister. Her soft, fair skin looked smooth and radiant, untouched by time.

She cradled Seraphina in a baby-like embrace, eyes gently closed as she hummed a soft tune, completely relaxed in the moment.

Feeling something strange, she opened her eyes and found Vladimir staring at her. 

His intense gaze didn’t waver, and when she followed it, she realized he was staring at her chest, both at her breast and Seraphina.

She looked back at him, confirming she wasn’t just imagining things. Then a thought slowly crept into her mind.

“My little boy, do you also want to drink your mother’s milk?,” she asked Vladimir, staring at him with a knowing look.

“Look,” 

She used her right hand, which was unoccupied, as she slipped off the other one, showing her melons. 

The cherry pink was dripping, waiting for it to get sucked.

Vladimir was a little uncertain, since he was a big boy now and only a child can suck milk from their mother.

[Little Vladimir what are you waiting for? Hurry up so you can complete the mission]