Cultivating with My Busty Landlady: MILF System Activated

The door clicked shut behind me like the final note of a funeral song.

Only this wasn’t a death.

It was a warning.

Because standing on the other side of the room, stretching like a cat in front of a fireplace, was Eun Hae — turtleneck MILF, spiritual menace, and now... my roommate.

Let me repeat that:

I was rooming with the woman who once nearly broke my soul with a yoga pose and a smile.

"You’re late," she said, not even turning around.

"I was... orienting."

"Mm." She bent further. The turtleneck stretched tight across her back. And her peaks — yes, those divine, bra-kissed peaks — spilled just enough above the fabric to make the System scream.

I looked away.

Sort of.