Because although Greta had heard from the women inside that Orion wasn't easily swayed by physical beauty, her own observations and confirmation were an entirely different matter. She had known Orion for a long time, but seeing it with her own eyes was surprising.
Also, as one of the few people aware of Orion's memory loss, she couldn't help but wonder if those women were taking advantage of his vulnerability.
In particular, she found Celeste's behaviour concerning, as she doubted any young man or adult would choose to engage in such a childish act as having kushi with their mother.
However, realizing her previous assumption was wrong and witnessing Orion's genuine concern for the pregnancies of the women, Greta couldn't help but attribute her initial doubts to jealousy. Perhaps it stemmed from Celeste being in the process of giving birth to her fourth child, and the circumstances of being impregnated by her own son. Such a situation demonstrated a deep familial bond that was challenging for Greta not to feel envious of.
And, as tempting as it may be, the thought of asking him to penetrate her, crossed her mind. After all, based on what she had seen, who wouldn't want a man capable of impregnating them and appreciating their protruding buttocks and large breasts?
Meanwhile, Orion lavishly sank into the plush pillows beneath his head, finding comfort in their softness. However, despite his physical comfort, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of taking care of Grandma Celia and the others, leaving no space for any distractions, not even the irresistible temptation to indulge in licking her nipples through the fabric of her tulga.
Greta soon reluctantly let go of Orion, only to quickly turn around, her face now directed towards him. "Orion, be honest with me. Do you think my buttocks look too large?" She asked, her words rushing out in a single breath, her hidden embarrassment obvious as she posed such a question to Orion.
Orion couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Aunt Greta's unexpected question and behaviour. "Well," he began, trying to find the right words, "I may not understand what others might say, but in my opinion, your buttocks look just perfect." He gave her a reassuring smile, while freely staring at her partly covered butt cheeks slipping out from under the small grey piece of cloth hugging her waist.
Meanwhile, Greta was taken aback by Orion's direct and pleasant response, which left her momentarily speechless. She had expected a polite but vague answer, but Orion's straightforwardness made her too happy to utter a word. Still seeking validation, especially as she was approaching an age where fertility might become a concern, Greta decided to push the conversation further.
"Are you sure?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty. With a quick motion, she raised her tulga upwards and squished her left behind with her right hand, trying to gauge its size. "Because I think my buttocks might have grown larger since the last time you saw it," she added hesitantly, realizing that she might have gone too far by drawing attention to her enormous buttocks.
Contrary to her expectations, before she could say anything else, Orion unexpectedly reached out and playfully squeezed her exposed, prominent buttocks. Greta gasped, feeling a combination of embarrassment and delight at his action, relieved to see that there was no hint of disgust on his face.
"Well, I don't think it has gotten any bigger," Orion remarked, holding apart one of her fleshy butt cheeks with one hand. With his other hand, he trailed a finger from the top to the edge of her ass crack, examining it closely.
Of course, he wasn't feeling horny a moment ago, as he was preoccupied with his thoughts. However, as Greta voluntarily exposed her voluptuous backside towards him, he immediately felt his blood rushing and pumping towards his penis, causing a visible bulge to form in his tulga.
"Besides, I don't really think it would grow any bigger at your age," Orion remarked, trying to guess what she was up to.
Nonetheless, he decided to play along, so he bent down slightly, placing his palms under her protruding backside, before pressing and raising it upwards, his hands sliding all the way to her waist. "And even if it did, I doubt it would be that noticeable," he added, finding the whole situation a little cute from his perspective.
Greta's face flushed with more embarrassment as Orion made mention of her plentiful behind and age, making her more self-conscious of it. At that moment, she wanted to dig a pit and bury herself in it to escape the shame.
However, she quickly realized that there was no need to push further and ask him any other questions as her mind had already come to a decision.
So, instead of dwelling on her embarrassment, she decided to change the subject and focus on the important task at hand.
"Alright, that's all I wanted to tell you before I go to the Village Chief to inform him about the treatment results and the seriousness of the situation," Greta responded, already mulling over the challenging task that awaited her. Regardless of the village chief's response, she had already made up her mind to provide the best possible treatment for them.
After all, it wasn't just about her best friend and her new family, but also about Orion.
"Come on, let's go back inside before they realize we've been gone," Greta quickly added, a smile forming on her face as she watched Orion nod in agreement. He turned around and took the lead, guiding them back to the hut.
Once they entered the room, Orion noticed that Sura was engaged in conversation with his family, but there was something different now –her usually composed expression had transformed into one of utter shock, her mouth wide open as if unable to believe what she had just heard. Orion couldn't help but wonder what had caused such a reaction, but a quick glance at his family members gave him a hint. Their teasing expressions, Grandma Celia's mischievous grin, and Gina's wide smile indicated that this was all in good humour.
As he continued to scan the room, Orion's frown deepened when he noticed Fiona still sitting alone, quietly munching on Kalna fruits from a small plastic bowl.
