“It’s okay, miss.
Should I deal with the two evil spirits behind you too?”
The little boy’s milky voice reached Miko’s ears, causing her beautiful eyes to widen dramatically.
“When did you notice me?” Miko asked in astonishment, staring at the young boy before her.
“The evil spirits following you are so obvious, it’d be hard not to notice,” he replied.
Miko’s delicate face flushed slightly at his words.
“You can see me!”
“You can actually see me!”
The two spirits immediately entered a frenzied state.
That same screeching sound like nails on a chalkboard filled the air again as black mist began twisting and expanding from the spirits’ forms, nearly engulfing half the bathroom.
The lights flickered violently under the supernatural influence.
Miko’s cute face tensed, turning slightly pale as she witnessed this scene—it was her first time facing enraged spirits head-on.
Her heart pounded with terror; if she hadn’t just seen Kouma exterminate a spirit with her own eyes, she would have fled in panic already.
Now he was her only lifeline.
She pressed closer to Kouma, seeking whatever comfort she could from his presence.
“These two seem slightly stronger than the last one…” Kouma thought to himself, glancing up at the wildly flickering lights.
But against his ability that ignored strength levels, they were nothing special.
The only problem was his short arms couldn’t reach them.
Kouma looked helplessly at the two spirits floating mid-air.
“Miss, can I ride on you?”
“Ride on me?”
Miko started, her mind jumping to inappropriate conclusions as her face instantly turned scarlet.
“…I mean ride on your shoulders,” Kouma clarified.
Understanding dawned on Miko.
“Oh!
Horseback riding!
Of course!”
Though somehow that term sounded even more suggestive…
Miko quickly crouched down.
Kouma glanced at her slender, snow-white neck before climbing onto her shoulders.
The moment she felt the little boy settle onto her, Miko experienced a strange sensation.
But with the terrifying spirits still before them, she quickly dismissed it and stood up carefully.
As the horrifying spirits shrieked before them, Miko tensed nervously.
Serving as his temporary mount gave her a sense of participation in the battle—especially facing the source of her torment these past few days, her emotions were completely different now.
She worried her movements might affect Kouma’s performance, her heart pounding rapidly. New chapters come out on g.com first.
“What should I do now?”
“Should I move?”
“No need to move, miss.
I’ll handle it.”
With only a 10 cubic millimeter attack range, his “Psychic Exorcism” might as well have been close combat.
Kouma reached out and slapped both spirits twice.
Under Miko’s nervous, trembling gaze, the spirits dissipated like dust under his palms.
“So…so amazing!”
Miko’s red lips parted slightly as she lifted Kouma down, looking at the little boy with awe.
“I was so nervous just now!
You’re really incredible, little one!”
Seeing the oppressive spirits that had tormented her for days get eliminated, Miko’s entire demeanor brightened.
An excited flush spread across her cute, delicate face.
“My heart is still pounding so hard!”
She grabbed Kouma’s small hand and pressed it against her chest so he could feel.
“Nn~”
“Why is it beating faster~?”
Seeing Miko’s dazed expression, her eyes glazed and lips slightly parted, Kouma quickly withdrew his hand.
He sighed inwardly.
Why was this girl so silly?
After Kouma removed his hand, Miko gradually regained her senses.
She released his hand as if electrocuted, her gaze evasive.
As a second-year high school student, while she’d never had a boyfriend, she wasn’t completely ignorant.
She’d read some manga and secretly explored herself at night.
“Why did I just…”
The blush on her face could have been from embarrassment at her actions or lingering excitement—even she wasn’t sure.
“Miss, I should go back now.”
Hearing Kouma’s words, Miko suddenly remembered she’d sought him out for serious business!
She hurriedly explained her troubles, “Could you eliminate the spirits in my home?”
“I’ll pay you the standard exorcist rates!”
She pleaded with the little boy.
“Sure, but I’m only free tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow…that works.”
Miko gritted her teeth.
She’d just have to endure those spirits one more day.
“Why did you take so long?”
Seeing Kouma appear at the doorway, Yukino’s slightly furrowed brows smoothed out.
“Sit by me.
I’ll supervise your homework.”
She patted the chair beside her.
“Okay.”
Kouma obediently moved over.
As Yukino leaned closer, her waterfall-like straight black hair cascaded down, occasionally brushing against Kouma’s nose with its unique fragrance.
Whenever he looked up, he saw her perfect profile illuminated by the evening glow—a sight like a painting.
But Yukino’s delicate nose suddenly wrinkled slightly.
She caught a scent on Kouma she’d never smelled before.
She was certain now—her kitten had definitely been sniffed by another woman again.
“Hmph~”
Next Day.
Service Club.
Hiratsuka pushed open the Service Club door after work, her heart full of anticipation.
“Kouma-kun, I bought new snacks today…”
She paused, not seeing the little boy she’d been longing for all day.
“Eh?
Yukinoshita, where’s Kouma-kun today?”
Her good mood instantly dampened.
Yukino looked up at Hiratsuka, her usually cool eyes seeming lifeless.
“He was picked up by someone today…”
After school, she’d received a message from Kouma: “Yukino-nee, Ai-nee is taking me out to play today so I won’t come to the club.”
In that moment, Yukino experienced rare feelings of defeat.
Meanwhile at the Yotsuya Residence.
“Mom, I’m home!”
Following the girl’s cheerful call, an attractive woman with a dangerous hairstyle opened the door.
“Mom, this is my…friend.
His name is Kouma!”
Touko Yotsuya immediately noticed the unusual sparkle in her daughter’s eyes when she looked at Kouma.
She fell silent.
Good news: Her daughter seemed to have awakened to romance at last.
Bad news: The object of her affection appeared to be just a little boy!