Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Mortis: Stupid Little Mutsumi, I’m Speaking Up for You!
Click!
The tightly shut bedroom door was opened, and the slender girls walked out hand in hand, side by side.
"Finished talking?", In the living room, hearing the noise, Kaito turned his head and noticed the two of them with their fingers interlocked, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
They had only stayed in the room for just over ten minutes. The clock hand had only moved a quarter of the way. Such a short time could hardly be considered long.
Yet the relationship between the two seemed to have undergone some kind of subtle change, becoming closer than before.
This closeness wasn't mixed with any strange emotion. Rather, it was more like transitioning from being good friends to comrades who walk forward side by side.
That's right, comrades.
Although it felt a bit strange, Kaito indeed had a sense of déjà vu.
'What's the definition of comrades?'
In the narrow sense, it refers to people who served in the army during the same period.
In the broad sense, having a common enemy or a common goal, maybe that's also enough to call each other "comrades"?
So, here comes the question.
What kind of divine existence could be the enemy, or the goal, that would make Mutsumi and Sakiko join forces?
"We just cleared up some misunderstandings between me and Sakiko," Noticing her Onii-chan's puzzled gaze, Wakaba Mutsumi softly said, "And also figured some things out."
'Is that so?', Kaito's brows slowly relaxed, choosing to believe what Mutsumi said.
Previously, he hadn't eavesdropped on the conversation between the two girls. Although it would've been easy for him, wouldn't even need to expend extra effort, just releasing the seal would do.
But no matter how close siblings are, they should leave ample space for each other's privacy. Recklessly using divine sense to spy on someone's secrets is no less immoral than peeking at a widow bathing through the door crack. At its core, it's the same unethical behavior.
Kaito was not some over-controlling, old-fashioned parent. Even if Mutsumi really had some little secrets of her own, he wouldn't push to know everything. As long as she was happy, that was enough.
Seeing that it was getting late and tomorrow was a weekday with school in session, he didn't dwell on this topic any longer and instead urged the two girls to get to bed quickly.
But Mutsumi stopped him.
The long light-green-haired girl seemed somewhat hesitant. She bit her lip and, after a long hesitation, asked softly, "Tonight… can I still sleep with Onii-chan?"
Kaito casually rubbed her little head, "As long as you want to, anytime is fine."
Wakaba Mutsumi's subtle, imperceptible strategy was indeed effective.
When he first heard such a request, Kaito would still consider whether it was appropriate. But now, he didn't think that way anymore.
Habits, really are a terrifying thing. They allow your body to silently accept the existence of another person without you even realizing the change.
Besides, Mutsumi always slept so obediently, like a reserved elementary schooler, never hogging the blanket, never stretching out in a "大" shape, always keeping her small hands gently folded on her chest. Her serene appearance made her seem like she was about to be buried, truly the perfect bed companion.
'Don't get the wrong idea. I mean bed companion in the literal sense. A companion who sleeps on the same bed.'
"Then…", Wakaba Mutsumi looked up, her slender fingertips had somehow grabbed onto the hem of his shirt. The girl asked cautiously, "Can Sakiko… come too?"
["Little Mutsumi, what the hell are you doing AHHHHHHHHHHH!"]
Inside the consciousness space, Mortis let out a sharp screech.
She had no objections to sleeping with Onii-chan, but what's with proactively bringing along a third wheel?
Her own progress bar had only just reached halfway, and now she was helping someone else cut corners and overtake her. From a small-scale view, this might be a virtue called helpfulness, but from a larger scope, it's basically disaster relief.
'I said I'd help Sakiko find happiness,' Wakaba Mutsumi replied. She truly was a girl who walked her talk.
["But happiness is a limited resource! If you give it to someone else, your own happiness will decrease! It's the same for me!"]
Mortis was furious. She didn't have some crazy childhood-friend filter on Togawa Sakiko. She had no intention of playing the thankless role of starving while watching someone else feast.
But this time, Wakaba Mutsumi didn't speak again. What responded to her was only the endless void in the consciousness space.
["Stupid Little Mutsumi, I'm not speaking up for you anymore!"]
Mortis gritted her silver teeth in anger. She had never wanted so badly to have a body of her own. That day wasn't far off. Once she condensed her physical form, the first thing she'd do would be to cut ties with this dumb Little Mutsumi. She could capture Onii-chan all by herself. This cucumber siding with outsiders, completely unnecessary.
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[Reality]
"Let Sakiko come too?", Kaito raised an eyebrow. He didn't dislike the little secretary. In fact, Sakiko had long since been categorized by him as "one of us." She was someone he didn't need to act formally with. A devoted, tireless SpongeBob-type employee. Hard to find even with a lantern. Kaito had no doubt that if needed, she would even pay out of pocket to come to work.
But sleeping on the same bed with someone of the opposite sex, especially when said girl hadn't yet reached the legal marriageable age, was still a bit too... stimulating. Even if nothing happened and it was just regular sleeping, not everyone could accept such a thing.
Togawa Sakiko's delicate face flushed like burning red clouds at the horizon. Her brain went dizzy, she'd never been so nervous in her life.
Before coming out, Mutsumi had only said she would help her, and help them find happiness. But never mentioned what method she'd use. Sakiko had assumed her childhood friend would take it slowly and gently.
Who would've thought she'd be this aggressive. Like a peerless sword princess, charging forward the moment she saw an opening.
If it had only been her alone, she'd never dare make such an overreaching request to the president. But the one who had spoken up was Mutsumi. Sakiko had no idea how to stop her. And deep down, maybe… she didn't really want to stop her either.
When the moment arrived, shrinking back would only betray Mutsumi's kindness. Togawa Sakiko gathered her courage. If even her childhood friend wasn't afraid, what did she have to fear?
"I don't mind," The reply was firm and strong. Yet at this moment, it came out weak. But at least, she still said it.
Kaito looked at his secretary, whose face looked like a bullied bun. Soft and squishy like freshly made blueberry daifuku, with a mochi-like texture that made you want to squish it or take a bite.
He thought for a moment and didn't refuse, "If Sakiko doesn't mind… then come along."
This voice was like rain from heaven, relieving the tension in Wakaba Mutsumi, who had been nervously awaiting her Onii-chan's answer. She knew her actions were somewhat reckless and risky. The safer route would've been the one Sakiko imagined. Like boiling a frog slowly in warm water.
But not everyone had her conditions. The role of "little sister" naturally came with many conveniences.
To help Sakiko, she had to take a different approach.
And now the reward was clearly worth it. This experience was like opening a door. In the future, making similar requests would be much easier.
Thankfully, Onii-chan was still the gentle Onii-chan she knew, not rejecting her bold request. In the end, she'd successfully brought Sakiko onto the track.
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