"Xiaoxiao~"
Seeing her savior appear, Chisato threw herself into his arms pitifully. The familiar scent and body reassured the girl, and she gradually calmed down. In truth, she knew that with the Incubus Pattern, she wouldn't be in danger.
But she still couldn't help being scared. That disgusting man looked so terrifying, and he had a weapon.
"I knew you'd come save me."
"Who makes you my woman?" Mu Xiaoxiao shrugged. "Can't let others touch my things."
"Xiaoxiao, you're being tsundere again. Just say you care about me. A man being so shy..." Chisato pouted, then glared at the miserable man on the ground and stomped hard on his crotch.
"You're Mu-kun? The boy Chi-chan likes?" Chisato's mother had just heard about him. This first meeting left a deep impression.
He looked very reliable.
"Hello, Auntie." Mu Xiaoxiao greeted. "Let's deal with this fat pig first."
"I'll call the police—"
Chisato's mother stopped. Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head. "What's the use? I have a way..."
As he spoke, the Incubus Pattern fluctuated violently again. Not Chisato's—Obata Yui's behind him. Mu Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, seemed to realize something, but didn't dwell on it. He continued dealing with the disgusting fat pig who dared touch his wo—ahem, things.
"Seems last time wasn't enough. You still haven't learned." A dangerous smile emerged. "Men like you—only death keeps you from being a threat."
"Wh-what are you doing?! What are you going to do?!"
"Didn't I say? Welcome to hell. Don't worry. I'll give you a month." Mu Xiaoxiao licked his lips, feeling the lifespan flowing into him. At this moment, he felt like the devil himself.
So satisfying.
'More time for me.'
Visibly, the man aged. Hair grayed. Weakened.
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Behind her, Obata Natsumi and Obata Yui watched from outside. She gradually understood what was happening. Obata Natsumi looked at Mu Xiaoxiao—especially the girl in his arms—with complicated eyes.
The man aging wasn't surprising. That was Mu-kun's power. But the girl... she was close to him. He'd come to save her because she was bullied.
'Though I hate admitting it... I feel a little jealous.'
'A hateful villain like him caring about girls?' Seeing this with her own eyes, her emotions wavered. Melancholy. 'Would he... care about me like this?'
'This morning, he said he cared about me. Probably not lying.'
She couldn't sort her thoughts.
Snap.
Her daughter grabbed her hand. Yui wasn't calm anymore. Her pupils shook. Horror and shock.
"Mom..."
"Yui... you recovered?" Mrs. Natsumi immediately noticed. She sighed, holding her hand. They looked at each other. Bit her lip. Said nothing.
Everything understood.
The hypnosis on Obata Yui had worn off too.
After initial shock, she looked at Mu Xiaoxiao again. Emotions... as complicated as her mother's.
Those shameful memories—she wished she could stay hypnotized. Taking the initiative with her mother. Serving him with lips and tongue. Even her original boyfriend... because of Mu-kun...
Complicated eyes on his back.
"Senior Yui? You came too?" Chisato noticed her behind. Ran over, took her hand. Eyes bright. "Did Xiaoxiao come find you this morning?"
"Well... Xiao... Xiaoxiao came to my place. But when he heard you were in danger, he rushed over." Regaining clarity, she still looked at Chisato with complicated eyes. "He cares about you a lot."
Thinking of what he'd done—his concern for Chisato was obvious.
"Hehe, of course. Xiaoxiao and I are lovers. Not just me—he treats you the same." Chisato noticed Yui's sad expression. Strange. "Yui? What's wrong? You look off."
"Nothing..."
She couldn't explain. Not now. Those memories confused her. Didn't know how to face him.
She needed quiet time. Xiaoxiao. Friendly Chisato. Didn't know what attitude to take.
"Today's Sunday. Yui-senpai's here. Let's date Xiaoxiao. We agreed—weekend dates."
"Date? That's..."
"Decision made." Chisato held her arm intimately. Smiled. "Huh? Who's this?"
Noticing the woman beside Yui—similar features, same hair color—curious. "Yui-senpai's sister?"
"Sister?" Mrs. Natsumi couldn't help laughing. "No. I'm Yui's mother."
"Eh? Mom?!" Surprised. "Never expected. Yui-senpai, your mother's so young."
"Sweet talker." Mrs. Natsumi smiled. The smile faded. Faint sigh.
She'd become young. That was Mu-kun's doing.
'He gave me youth. Time.'
Obata Yui thought the same. Silent.
"What's wrong? Wait." Chisato looked between them. Realization dawned. "Wait. Yui. You and your aunt—are you both Xiaox—"
Embarrassed silence.
'Seems I'm right.' Chisato covered her mouth. Stared at Yui's mother's enchanting figure. Amazed—and threatened.
'Mother and daughter... Xiaoxiao definitely likes that, right?'
'Should I...'
'No, no! What am I thinking.'
"Chi-chan." Mu Xiaoxiao emerged, carrying the old man—a month left, limp as dead pig. Tossed him aside. "Done. Call emergency services." He glanced at them. "What were you talking about?"
"Nothing. Just discussing our date." She walked to him. Playful. "You promised. Not backing out, are you?"
"Of course."
"Then it's settled. Sister Yui and the others are coming too."
Mu Xiaoxiao looked over. Met Obata Yui's eyes. She flinched like a frightened bunny. Heart raced. But didn't refuse.
He knew she'd recovered. Smiled.
"Fine. Yui-senpai and Aunt Natsumi together. I'm happy. Our first official date."
"..."
"..."
Obata mother-daughter twisted their fingers. Confused. They should hate him. But why... a little happy inside?