Ibuki Yuuki opened her eyes, awakening from unconsciousness.
This sleep was particularly sweet and deep for her.
However, her memory lingered at the brink of losing control, almost losing consciousness, so upon waking, she immediately became vigilant.
The first thing she did was check her clothes and body, and with one look, her heart tightened.
Damn it, these clothes aren't the ones I wore before, even the underwear is different.
Looking around, the luxurious setting of what was clearly a noble mansion only made her feel heavier.
Curse it, could it be that disgusting Kamo Tadayuki really got his way with me?
After all, having lived on Flower Street for years, she had been exposed to such things countless times, and the current situation led the young Ghost King to think along those lines.
However, as Miss Oiran sensed within her body for a moment and confirmed there was no Shikigami Contract, she became slightly puzzled.
