Succubus Halo?
Wow, so the golden finger that hadn't been activated all along was actually this!
No wonder Maruko's behavior was so strange just now.
So it was influenced by 'this succubus'... Su Jun slightly relaxed his furrowed brows, his gaze sweeping toward Maruko, who was deliberately standing with her back to him not far away by the window.
Her jet-black hair naturally cascaded down over her camisole nightgown.
The charm beneath her slender waist was faintly visible... Maruko kept psyching herself up.
The main purpose tonight is to educate Su Jun, and it has nothing to do with anything else—must not overthink it!
Wait...
Not education!
But... imparting knowledge, right? Yes, that should be the meaning.
"Huff~"
Maruko took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling.
After comforting herself, she suddenly turned around, pretending to be calm as she looked at Su Jun.
"Su Su... Actually, Mom has been wanting to ask you something."
"Oh... Go ahead and ask."
"Do you... dream at night?"
"Uh... Yes, of course I do, and I have many rich dreams."
Liking to dream... is actually quite normal.
But Su Jun still couldn't figure out what this woman wanted to learn from him tonight.
Hearing this answer made Maruko's brows furrow even tighter.
"Then in your dreams... are there... are there... girls? Or female classmates? Or maybe some female celebrity?"
Aren't these usually the objects of fantasy for adolescent boys?
At least, that's how Maruko understood it.
"..."
"Most of my dreams are about airplanes and Ultraman."
"Aunt Maruko, what exactly are you trying to ask?"
These questions seemed completely out of the blue.
Even the usually shrewd Su Jun felt puzzled.
At this moment, Maruko's expression was almost contorted: "Ultraman? So you've never had females in your dreams?"
Oh my... this... this... "Uh..."
"Not exactly none." Su Jun thought for a moment and answered truthfully.
"I often dream about Aunt Maruko too. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"Ah! Me??"
Maruko widened her eyes, and a blush immediately appeared on her fair cheeks.
Dreaming about Ultraman was already terrifying enough.
But he actually dreamed about me too?
The severity of the situation was beyond comprehension. Without hesitation, Maruko immediately got up and headed toward the door.
She was seen holding a black trash bag in front of her.
"Huff... huff..."
Maruko kept taking deep breaths, her accelerated heartbeat making her tension and anxiety evident.
"Su Su, look for yourself!"
"Is this trash inside yours?"
"Huh?" Su Jun curiously glanced into the trash bag—there were only a few paper balls, all of which he had thrown away last night.
"Yes, they're mine."
"Good... it's good that you admit it..."
Maruko seemed to have received some great shock.
She kept pressing her chest to calm herself, looking utterly flustered.
[Ding Dong]
[Detected change in Maruko's emotions]
[Nervousness, shyness, anxiety, unease...]
[Succubus Halo activated, emotional value collected +300]
Only then did Su Jun suddenly realize...
So Maruko had mistaken those paper balls for self... Sigh, Su Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"...You're really overthinking it."
"Last night, I sweated a lot while moving luggage, but I couldn't find a towel, so I had to use tissues to wipe it off."
"What!?"
Maruko's face froze: "Wipe... wipe sweat??"
"Yes, what else would it be?"
"It's..."
Maruko couldn't speak, her accelerated heartbeat making her chest rise and fall even more noticeably.
Her fair collarbone inside the camisole nightgown also moved up and down with it.
Under the night sky, the mature and charming woman was quite a sight to behold.
Might as well go all the way!
Su Jun focused his gaze and once again took hold of Maruko's fair little hand.
"Actually... I do have a lot of confusion."
"I just never brought it up out of politeness. Are you willing to help me?"
[Ding Dong]
[Maruko's heartbeat: 130 bpm]
[Succubus Halo active...]
[Experience +100 (continuously increasing...)]
Maruko felt a bit dizzy. She had already misunderstood Su Jun twice tonight.
What kind of parent was she being today?
How could she set an example for the child in the future like this?
"Of course!"
"Su Su, just say it. We've lived together for so many years—what's there to be embarrassed about?"
"I'll do my absolute best with anything I can help with!"
Her mind kept holding onto one thought: 'Su Su is family. Now that family is in trouble, I must do everything I can to help!'
...A little past 10 p.m.
Kogenji Zhengyin (Xiao Rang's father), having just attended a company drinking party, staggered home.
This is how the workplace is in Japan.
After work, you have to attend dinner parties with company superiors.
And you have to drink until very late.
In Japan, men who return home early are looked down upon.
Especially in the eyes of their wives, they are seen as 'useless men.'
Zhengyin, completely drunk, walked up the stairs, his mind blank under the influence of alcohol.
Just as he unintentionally passed by Su Jun's bedroom, some 'huffing' sounds suddenly came from inside the room.
"Huh?"
"Is Xiao Su exercising in his room?"
The sound was somewhat high-pitched and didn't quite sound like Su Jun.
Zhengyin cautiously approached and peeked inside through the narrow crack in the door.
Inside the room, Su Jun was leaning against the headboard.
His wife Maruko was sitting in front of him, seemingly saying something, but it was inaudible.
"...What are these two talking about? Can't hear a thing..."
"And what is Maruko doing..."
Maruko's sitting position blocked most of the view.
Plus, Zhengyin was really out of it. In his blurry state, it seemed like... Maruko's arm was moving, but then again, maybe not.
'Strange... It's so late. Is Maruko pounding garlic? Are we having dumplings tomorrow?'
'Forget it, I must be too drunk. Better go to sleep...'
Chapter 6: Maruko's Lingering Scent, Kabutack Activated!
Over half an hour later.
'Creak...'
Maruko gently pushed open the bedroom door and tiptoed inside.
The hem of her pink-and-white nightgown had obvious wrinkles, as if it had been vigorously crumpled by something.
Her husband Zhengyin's snoring on the bed was particularly loud.
"Huff~"
Maruko let out a long sigh of relief, feeling guilty as if she had done something wrong.
It was almost midnight.
But Maruko, lying in bed, couldn't fall asleep.
She frowned tightly, her mature cheeks revealing a girlish blush.
'Rustle...'
She pulled out her right hand and carefully sniffed it in front of her nose.
Her palm and the gaps between her fair fingers still retained a faint scent.
'Strange... I washed it several times just now.'
'How can it still have...'