After Four Legendary Gays finished their business and withdrew.
Hikari also snapped his fingers, summoning a flame of the corpse-burning art and tossing it onto that already unrecognizable body.
Then he turned around and silently walked out of the garage.
Leaving behind only a back figure, hiding his merits and fame.
[Ding! Detected that the host has successfully thwarted the misdeeds of the minotaur Mashiro Yuta, saved the high school girl Mashiro Chisato, and successfully promoted the spirit of pure love!]
[Reward obtained: Pure Love Points +100!]
A pleasant voice rang out in his mind.
What it brought was a kind of satisfaction from the inside out, both material and spiritual.
Going back upstairs, Hikari arrived in front of his own room door, instinctively took out the key, wanting to unlock the door and go home.
But then he suddenly thought of something, put the key away, and walked upstairs.
Sure enough.
After coming upstairs, Hikari saw that the door of Mashiro Chisato's home was still half-open.
She seemed to still be waiting for him.
Seeing Hikari's figure appear in the hallway, Mashiro Chisato, who had been peeking out from the door from time to time, immediately pushed the door wide open and rushed out.
The girl's soft body threw itself straight into Hikari's arms, as if she wanted to completely knead herself into the other's body.
"Hikari-kun!", Mashiro Chisato's tone still carried a trace of fear, softly calling out.
"Let's go inside and talk," Hikari lightly patted the girl's jade-like back, pulling her a little away from his embrace.
Mashiro Chisato also realized she had been a bit impolite in her panic, and quickly came out of Hikari's arms. But she still clung to the corner of his clothes, pulling him into the house.
Leading Hikari to sit on the sofa, pouring him a cup of tea, Mashiro Chisato sat at his side, patting her chest as she said, "Hikari-kun, I was really scared to death just now, I didn't think that p*rverted guy would come again…"
Hikari soothed her, "Don't worry, I've already completely taken care of this matter. That guy won't come bother you again."
Hearing Hikari's words, although Mashiro Chisato didn't know what method he used to resolve it, she had very deep trust in him now.
She nodded, happily saying, "Mm, I believe Hikari-kun!"
"Today's matter, I really have to thank Hikari-kun so much!"
"Luckily you came early, otherwise that guy probably would have forced his way in."
This time Hikari had shown up extremely early. When Mashiro Yuta appeared, she had only just picked up the phone, and Hikari had already dealt with him. Probably, even before she had dialed, Hikari had arrived.
At this, Mashiro Chisato was both startled and overjoyed.
Seeing her puzzled expression, Hikari smiled, "When I was coming upstairs I just happened to see him, so I followed along."
"Really, thank you so much, Hikari-kun!", After pouring him tea, Mashiro Chisato also took a fruit plate out of the fridge, "Hikari-kun, I'm still a bit nervous. Could I trouble you to sit with me here a little longer?"
"Sure," Hikari nodded slightly.
He also understood. A high school girl had just nearly been as*aulted by her own p*rverted uncle breaking in, it would be very hard for her emotions to calm down. So he stayed with Mashiro Chisato for a while.
The two chatted a little.
From life to studies, Mashiro Chisato even told Hikari some things from the past and her hopes for the future.
After all, with his smooth tongue, Hikari's gift of speech was very good in all respects.
So before long, Mashiro Chisato was coaxed into gradually calming down, her face once again showing a smile.
"That… um, Hikari-kun, I want to ask you a question. In the future, what… what kind of girlfriend do you want to find?", Mashiro Chisato suddenly blushed, her small hands twisting the hem of her skirt, and asked Hikari.
"Girlfriend? Haven't thought about it yet," Hikari had no intention of talking to Mashiro Chisato about his private matters. He lifted his head to glance at the clock, saying, "It's getting late, I should head back."
Saying that, Hikari stood up, preparing to leave.
Mashiro Chisato also hurriedly stood up, saying she wanted to see him off.
At the entrance, just as Hikari was about to bend down to put on his shoes, a pair of fair arms suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind.
"I still feel a little scared inside, could you stay with me a bit longer, Hikari-kun?", Along with Mashiro Chisato's voice, a soft sensation like jade and fat pressed clearly against his back.
"This…", Hikari slightly turned his head.
"At least… wait until I take a bath, okay?", Mashiro Chisato's tone carried a hint of pleading.
"Alright then," Hikari thought for a moment, remembering that earlier Mashiro Chisato had said it before.
That first time her p*rverted uncle Mashiro Yuta tried to prey on her, it was just after she had taken a bath.
It seemed she had a psychological shadow toward bathing, feeling unsafe.
So he nodded understandingly, agreeing to Mashiro Chisato.
Hearing his agreement, a faint blush spread over Mashiro Chisato's smooth white face. The corners of her mouth carried a subtle smile as she happily picked up her clothes and went alone into the bathroom.
Sitting on the sofa, Hikari opened his phone.
As soon as he turned it on, a message from a dozen minutes ago came into view.
[Kiryuuin Kaede: Hikari, why haven't you come yet?]
[Hikari casually replied: Something came up today, probably can't make it.]
[Kiryuuin Kaede: You clearly promised you'd come see Yukino today, and also do that… with me! Now you're saying you can't, that's too much! (#angry)]
Seeing that this demon clan girl not only used a human's phone to chat, but also used emojis in chat apps, Hikari couldn't help but chuckle.
But seeing Kaede's shy-and-angry act, he instead felt quite happy. Casually, he replied, [Yukino isn't anxious, why are you so desperate? That thirsty?]
Seeing Kaede didn't reply again, perhaps already embarrassed, burying her head under the covers rolling on the bed, Hikari smiled and put the phone down.
Just then, the bathroom door not far ahead slowly opened.
A few wisps of hot white steam floated out first, followed by the graceful figure of the girl emerging from inside, without even a bath towel.
Seeing Mashiro Chisato like this, Hikari raised a brow.
Noticing his gaze, Mashiro Chisato shyly looked back at him, her whole pretty face flushed red, bashfully explaining, "I… I forgot to bring a towel."
"Forgot a towel?", Hearing her words, Hikari found it hard to comment.
It wasn't that he didn't believe her, but he clearly remembered she had taken a change of clothes with her just now. So even if she forgot a towel, it shouldn't affect putting on clothes, right?
Forget it.
Hikari politely turned his head away, no longer looking at this beautiful high school girl.
"Go upstairs and get your clothes. I won't look," Hikari said casually.
"Mm," Mashiro Chisato softly responded.
Hikari also stood up from the sofa, standing to the side, turning his head in the opposite direction of the stairs.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Light footsteps sounded, but instead of going upstairs, Mashiro Chisato came to stand behind him.
Those slender, fair arms, already somewhat familiar, wrapped around his waist from behind.
"Hikari-kun, tonight, could I trouble you to stay with me a bit longer? Alone, I'm still a little scared."
"And also, I… I like you!"
Mashiro Chisato blushing, tiptoed and rubbed her head against his shoulder, whispering softly into his ear.
Feeling the movement and touch from behind, hearing her words, Hikari turned his head and saw clearly Mashiro Chisato's flushed face yet firm gaze.
"Alright," Hikari wasn't surprised, nor did he hesitate. He simply and directly nodded, agreeing to the girl in front of him.
With a soft cry, Hikari scooped the girl up by the waist.
And under Mashiro Chisato's guidance, went upstairs into her boudoir.
———
"Yuki, Sayaka, wake up!"
As the sky grew light, the gentle and capable Katsuragi Shouko had already prepared breakfast and called her two daughters still sleeping.
Wearing an apron, she looked very diligent and skillful.
And indeed, she was.
Years ago, after her husband died, she raised the two daughters alone.
What was extremely difficult for ordinary people had long become routine for Katsuragi Shouko.
Maybe because she didn't have to serve a man at night nor be served by one, or maybe because she was just naturally diligent, in any case, Katsuragi Shouko most often got up very early.
So almost every day she made breakfast for her family.
Although it was day after day, she still enjoyed it.
Watching her two sleepy-eyed daughters finish breakfast and head out with their schoolbags, Katsuragi Shouko then softly called to wake her stepson, Kareki Tsunetaka.
"Tsunetaka-kun?"
After dozens of calls, finally some movement came from the innermost upstairs room.
Wearing glasses, chubby in figure, Kareki Tsunetaka appeared at the stairway.
"Tsunetaka-kun, hurry and eat breakfast. If it gets cold it won't taste good," Katsuragi Shouko's beautiful, charming face revealed a gentle smile, speaking warmly to her late-coming stepson.
Seeing that gentle, beautiful smile, Kareki Tsunetaka immediately looked away awkwardly, not daring to meet her eyes, and didn't respond.
Seeing this, Katsuragi Shouko just smiled, saying nothing.
Because she knew her stepson was an otaku, so being socially anxious and shy, she understood.
While Kareki Tsunetaka silently ate breakfast alone, Katsuragi Shouko put on shoes, preparing to go to work.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Ding~ Dong~
Katsuragi Shouko quickly opened the door, only to see a package at the entrance.
The deliveryman had already left. On the big cardboard box, the surface was bare, nothing to indicate what it was. Katsuragi Shouko was a bit puzzled, "Who ordered this package?"
She instinctively prepared to bring it inside.
But suddenly, a sharp shout came from behind.
"Don't touch it!"
Katsuragi Shouko was startled, freezing in place.
At that moment, Kareki Tsunetaka suddenly rushed over, snatching up the box.
"Is this something you bought, Tsunetaka-kun? What is it?", Katsuragi Shouko casually asked.
Kareki Tsunetaka didn't answer, only gave her a glance, then hurried upstairs hugging the box.
Seeing her stepson acting so strange, Katsuragi Shouko didn't think much or get angry.
She only smiled and shook her head, slipped her stockinged feet into shoes, and went out to work.
———
Meanwhile, on the other side, Kareki Tsunetaka rushed back to his room hugging the box, immediately shut the door, panting, his face still holding a trace of lingering fear.
In the dark, shadowy room, only a pair of bean-sized, eerie green eyes shone.
Hoarse, muttering curses spilled out.
"To think that damn w*man saw it, will she discover my plan?"
"That bit*ch, getting up so early to play the diligent housewife, how disgusting!"
"And even daring to talk to me, shameless trash!"
"Rotten, filthy s*w, just you wait!"
Kareki Tsunetaka cursed while excitedly tearing open the delivery box.
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