“Miko-nee, you’ve just started learning Psychic Exorcism, so you must be careful when using it.”
“This ability consumes quite a bit of energy.”
“You also need to pay attention to the distance control, otherwise you’ll waste energy unnecessarily.”
“…Mhm.”
On the nighttime path, the teenage girl held the little boy’s hand, looking like siblings.
Yet their conversation was completely reversed—the little boy kept giving instructions while the girl nodded obediently like a younger sister, her gaze somewhat unfocused.
Tonight’s progress had been too rapid.
She still hadn’t fully processed everything.
Compared to Kouma being a incubus or her inexplicably mastering Psychic Exorcism…the unforgettable, addictive sensation still lingering in her body left a far deeper impression.
However, her maidenly reserve and Kouma’s apparent age created a conflicted sense of guilt within her.
Kouma, observing Miko’s expression, faintly sensed her inner turmoil.
“Miko-nee, didn’t I tell you I’m already an adult incubus?”
“You’ve seen for yourself…”
Miko turned her head away shyly.
Kouma was indeed…
quite mature.
“Besides, this was all necessary for Miko-nee to learn spirit exorcism!”
Miko froze momentarily before suddenly feeling enlightened.
Yes, exactly!
It was all for learning exorcism!
She’d only just grasped Psychic Exorcism—she’d need much more practice to improve!
Having tasted the forbidden fruit, the girl desperately wanted to progress!
“Ah, here’s today’s payment!”
Miko solemnly produced several bills—about 50,000 yen by the look of it.
Kouma accepted them without ceremony, though combined with tonight’s events, it felt like he’d earned this money by selling his body.
Miko escorted Kouma to the station.
As she debated whether to see him home, a black sedan slowly pulled up beside them.
The window rolled down to reveal an exquisitely beautiful face—Mrs.
Yukinoshita.
“Aunt Yukinoshita…”
“Kouma?
Why aren’t you home yet at this hour?”
Mrs.
Yukinoshita’s cool voice carried a hint of sternness.
Her slender eyebrows then furrowed slightly as she examined Miko standing nearby.
Hearing Kouma’s address, Miko’s body stiffened instantly.
Meaning this beautiful woman before her was Kouma’s legal guardian!
Having just done…things with Kouma, Miko panicked internally, especially under Mrs.
Yukinoshita’s intense scrutiny.
She even felt the nervousness of a daughter-in-law meeting her future mother-in-law.
“This is Yotsuya Miko, a classmate of Yukino-nee’s.
I was visiting her home.”
“G-g-good evening, Mrs.
Yukinoshita!”
Miko stuttered nervously, her posture rigid as she bowed stiffly.
Yukino’s classmate?
Since when were Yukino and Kouma this close?
Visiting her classmate’s home already?
Mrs.
Yukinoshita narrowed her long, beautiful eyes, studying Miko intently until beads of sweat formed on the girl’s back before finally looking away.
“Kouma, get in.
We’re going home.”
Kouma opened the car door and waved goodbye to Miko.
Only after the luxury car disappeared into the distance did Miko finally relax with a deep exhale.
“Yukino’s mother…
so intimidating!”
This was her first time encountering such an imposing aura from such a beautiful woman.
“But I won’t back down either!”
Recalling her experiences with Kouma, Miko clenched her fists determinedly.
Inside the car.
“That Yukino…
just leaving you alone like that!”
“Well, I went on my own.
Don’t blame Yukino-nee.”
“By the way, Aunt Yukinoshita, you must be tired from work.
Let me give you a massage!”
Mrs.
Yukinoshita paused slightly but didn’t refuse Kouma’s offer, leaning slightly to one side.
Today she wore a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her elegant image while perfectly outlining her exquisite figure.
As Kouma pressed his small hands against her slender, snow-white neck and shoulders, he could clearly feel her skin’s youthful tenderness rivaling any girl’s.
Mrs.
Yukinoshita hadn’t expected much from a child’s massage, merely humoring the little boy’s kindness.
Each press sent wonderful sensations through her, actually feeling…
quite pleasant.
The fatigue accumulated over days quickly dissipated.
Unconsciously, her red lips parted with soft moans.
Driver Mikoto, hearing the faint sounds from behind, gradually developed a strange expression but dared not ask or comment.
…
Yukinoshita Residence.
Yukino sat alone in the living room, carefully reading a book titled 100 Ways to Bond with Younger Siblings.
Her sister Haruno was a college student who only returned on weekends.
Their mother was even less present—sometimes not even appearing on weekends.
So most days, Yukino had the house to herself.
She’d thought she could use this alone time with Kouma to increase their intimacy.
Never did she expect Ai would suddenly appear, creating a significant sense of crisis.
Hence today’s library trip specifically to find this book—she intended to thoroughly study the strategies.
“Such as bathing him, playing in water together—these appeal to children’s nature…”
“Or sleeping together, telling bedtime stories…”
“These methods work best for children under ten—the younger, the easier to build bonds…”
Reading these methods, Yukino’s coolly beautiful face flushed slightly while her eyes showed contemplation.
Intellectually, she instinctively doubted these approaches.
Yet…remembering little Kouma’s image…
“Regardless, I should try…”
“Why isn’t Kouma back yet…”
Just as this thought emerged, the front door opened.
She rose happily—only to see her mother leading Kouma inside.
The faint smile forming on her lips instantly disappeared as she sat back down.
Mother and daughter locked eyes, the air seemingly freezing between them.
Kouma sighed internally—their mother-daughter relationship was truly stiff.
He had to break the awkward silence himself, greeting Yukino.
Just as Yukino prepared to execute her bonding plan, her mother spoke:
“Kouma, let’s go to the bathroom.
I’ll bathe you.”
Yukino’s words caught in her throat.
She’d thought of it first…
She’d even prepared the hot water…
Watching her mother lead the obedient little boy toward the bathroom, Yukino could only sit in silent defeat.