Just that name…
Harem Breathing?
Shinsuke was stunned.
Why did that name sound so indecent?
Just as indecent as the position Nezuko was currently in!
Before he could think it through, the system prompt continued:
[Harem Breathing, read a woman by her scent!
Move hearts with emotion, command breath with desire.]
[Trait: possesses an extremely powerful attraction toward the opposite sex; when a female is nearby, regardless of whether she is an enemy or ally, Breathing output increases dramatically.]
[Core Rule: through intimate contact with a female’s natural scent, analyze her constitution.]
[Analysis resolution has four tiers: 30%, 60%, 90%, and 100%!]
[Tier One, First Taste of Love: resolution reaches thirty percent, unlocks baseline amplification ability.]
[During close physical contact with a female, gain an all-round boost to physical capabilities, with the upper limit scaling to the target female’s overall combat strength.]
[Tier Two, Love That Follows You Everywhere: resolution reaches sixty percent, unlocks Total Concentration Breathing, Constant.]
[While within a set range of a qualifying female character, initial radius five meters, you may automatically enter Total Concentration Breathing Constant state without actively maintaining it, continuously strengthening the body.]
[Tier Three, Love’s Combination: resolution reaches ninety percent, unlocks Harem Breathing technique slots.]
[Unlock a technique exclusive to that female character, with traits and effects closely tied to her individual qualities and abilities.]
[Ultimate Tier Four, Love at Zero Distance: resolution reaches one hundred percent, receive a special reward.]
[Demon-type special reward: Blood Demon Art Absorption, can absorb one demon’s Blood Demon Art, Twelve Kizuki excluded.]
[Human-type special reward: Breathing Style Advancement, randomly obtain one of the Three-Piece Set: Demon Slayer Mark, Transparent World, Crimson Red Blade.]
[Bonus New Player Gift Pack: Soul-Nurturing Nichirin Blade x1, Basic Swordsmanship Memory Infusion x1, Basic Constitution Enhancement x1, accept at any time?]
[Current Analysis Target: Kamado Nezuko, Demon type.]
[Power Rating: C.]
[Potential Rating: Extremely High, Tier Four analysis achievable.]
[Analysis Progress: 3%…
4%…..]
A torrent of information crashed into Shinsuke’s mind and left him reeling, but the core meaning clicked instantly.
Breathing, the system was generated from and bound to his Breathing Style!
The name was strange, but the effects…
seemed absurdly powerful.
Get stronger just by being near girls!
Maintain Constant Breathing without training, with boosted efficiency on top of that!
Even the individual Breathing techniques could be unlocked automatically through prolonged contact with girls?
And on top of all that…
after fully conquering a girl, a special reward on top of everything else.
Absorb Blood Demon Arts!
The combat Three-Piece Set!
(✧ω✧)
This, this this this…
wasn’t this tailor-made for him?
And that part about ignoring friend or foe, did that mean he had a natural advantage against any female opponent?
Heh…
if Muzan ever crossdressed, he wondered if the bonus would still apply.
Of course, those were thoughts for another time.
Right now, at this very moment, the single most important thing was this:
Nezuko…
was right there in his arms!
Small, soft, warm, and fragrant, and holding on this tightly…
Especially that smooth little face of hers, nuzzling against his neck every now and then, her hair occasionally brushing across his cheek.
That silky, tingly feeling…
Was this what heaven felt like?
Shinsuke’s nostrils let out a soft “pff” as two wisps of pink-tinged warm breath escaped.
“Mm?!” Nezuko, still pressed against him, seemed to sense the change.
She paused, lifted her small face, and looked at him with curious pink eyes.
She noticed that the warmth coming from this “feast” beneath her seemed to be…
rising?
And mixed into that enticing scent, there was now something that made her feel…
comfortable and at ease.
Not the smell of food, but more like the feeling of leaning against her mother’s chest long ago, or holding her brother’s hand.
Nezuko’s appetite faded considerably, replaced by a deep, wordless sense of attachment.
Harem Breathing’s baseline trait, attraction toward the opposite sex, activated!
Feeling the shift in the small girl’s movements, Shinsuke turned his head and found himself face to face with Nezuko’s wide, curious pink eyes, close enough to count her lashes.
His heart gave several helpless, frantic thumps.
This was the real, living, soft and warm Nezuko in the flesh!
Even as a demon, she was still absolutely adorable.
And it was because of her that he had awakened this strange Breathing Style in the first place.
“Th, thank you…” Shinsuke mumbled without thinking, his face going even redder.
Nezuko: “???” (tilts head)
“Shin…
suke…”
A low growl that sounded like it had been forced through clenched teeth snapped Shinsuke out of his rosy haze.
He stiffly rotated his eyes and found Sakonji Urokodaki standing not far away, radiating a terrifying, bone-chilling pressure.
“Now that you’re lucid, let go of her.” Urokodaki spoke one word at a time, each syllable landing like a chip of ice.
“You pick the strangest times to be lecherous!
Are you not afraid she’ll bite through that bamboo tube and take a chunk out of you?
She is a demon!
Freshly turned!
Starving!”
That last part came out as a roar.
“M, Master…” Shinsuke jolted, and a powerful survival instinct instantly smothered his reluctance to release the warm softness in his arms.
Even though holding Nezuko was…
genuinely wonderful.
Small but not frail, with that particular softness that belonged only to a young girl.
The fabric of the pink kimono was fine and smooth against him, warm where it pressed close.
Not to mention the faint, sweet floral scent that lingered at the tip of his nose, making his head swim just slightly, like the edge of a pleasant daze.
But his life came first!
And so did an explanation!
Shinsuke arranged what he personally considered an innocent smile onto his face and loosened his arms, intending to ease Nezuko up off him a little.
[Warning!
Zero-distance contact state is about to be broken!
Analysis rate toward target Kamado Nezuko, Demon, will decrease dramatically!]
[Current analysis rate: 3% per minute.
After zero-distance contact state ends, rate drops to 0.03% per minute.]
The system’s flat, precise chime rang out in his mind right on cue.
What?!
Once they separated, the analysis rate would crash a hundredfold?
Holding her, he could reach ninety percent in half an hour.
Not holding her, it would take three days?!
That was completely unacceptable!
His Breathing Style!
His path to power!
His benefits (crossed out)!
Already reluctant, Shinsuke immediately chose to follow his heart.
He would not let go even if it killed him!
His arms snapped back in, and the small gap he had just created vanished instantly.
Not only did he pull the bewildered Nezuko back flush against him, the force was great enough that their chests collided solidly, producing a soft thud.
“Mm!” Nezuko let out a small startled sound, and the bamboo tube shifted sideways.
But she did not seem to mind.
In fact, pressed once more against the source of that enticing, soothing warmth, her pink eyes squinted contentedly.
Her face instinctively nuzzled back and forth against his neck, and a low, rumbling sound rose from her throat, like a cat’s purr.
[Zero-distance contact state restored.
Deep analysis rate restored.
Current analysis rate: 3% per minute.]
Ahh…
that was better.
An expression of undisguised relief, faintly tinged with something silly and satisfied, spread across Shinsuke’s face.
Ah, this efficiency, this amplification, this intoxicating warmth and softness…
However, that smile read as something else entirely to the other two people watching.
From Tanjiro’s perspective: this strange man who had appeared out of nowhere had clearly just loosened his grip, and then had the audacity to yank his sweet, soft, adorable, innocent little sister back and hold her even tighter than before.
That tight!
And on top of it, his face was showing…
that disgusting, punchable, shameless grin!
This, this this this…
this was nothing less than a blatant provocation!
It was a trampling of his dignity as Kamado Tanjiro’s older brother!
“You bastard!
Let go of my sister right now!” (ﾒ｀ﾛ´)/