In Miko Yotsuya's world, ever since the day she began seeing all sorts of spectral monsters, her life changed. To outsiders, she seemed the same as always.
But only she knew that her world was now filled with these grotesque, menacing evil spirits.
From waking up in the morning to coming home at night, at school, on the streets, everywhere, she encountered these terrifying entities. Annoying, unavoidable, she could only bury her head like an ostrich.
But today…
"I was so focused on it that I didn't notice the changes around me," Miko sat statue-like on her chair, frozen in deep shock. "Since it appeared, not only at school but on the way home, on the train, the bus—no evil spirits or monsters showed up."
Recalling her day, Miko couldn't hold back. She rushed to her room, staring at its calm interior with a complex expression. The house was quiet, free of eerie presences or strange noises disrupting her life.
Both at school and home, she'd had a rare peaceful day.
It had to be because of it, right?
Miko descended the stairs, her mood complicated. Sure, it had been harassing her, and while other spirits vanished, being pestered by it all day wasn't much better, was it?
"No, it's different."
Miko realized that while it followed her, it kept its distance, merely watching, unlike other evil spirits that rushed at her, confronting her aggressively if they sensed something off.
That's why she was so scared.
As for it… despite its odd appearance, compared to those dark, menacing spirits that terrified her on sight, it was practically a gentleman.
Hmm, and though it's strange, its round body and bright, big eyes are kind of cute… Especially its sneaky attempt to steal food at the table.
Miko nodded repeatedly, then froze.
Wait, stealing food?
She blinked, locking eyes with Muxiao, who was reaching for the tamagoyaki, his tentacle hovering centimeters from the plate.
Whoosh—
Muxiao reacted faster, rolling behind the couch to hide.
Miko: "???"
"See-chan, not eating anymore?"
Seeing her mom return from collecting laundry on the balcony, Miko blinked. "I'm… full."
It's hiding from Mom?
Miko found it increasingly intriguing, feeling it wasn't an evil spirit but some peculiar creature. Of course, she wasn't naive enough to approach it, but her initial fear had lessened.
Compared to spirits that attacked without warning, this round, odd meatball was downright friendly.
With that thought, a bold idea surfaced in the black-haired beauty's mind. Maybe… having it stick around wouldn't be so bad?
"I really can't see those spiritual entities…"
Following Miko to her home, Muxiao confirmed one thing: he couldn't see the ghosts or evil spirits wandering the world, but he could sense them.
In Miko's cozy home, he felt another presence at the dining table… He couldn't explain why—just an instinct, a unique sixth sense.
"No wonder it's [Super Intuition]. Even if I can't see spirits, I can pinpoint them by instinct," Muxiao realized, discovering a new use for this ability.
Choosing intuition was the right call.
The problem was, even if he could sense spirits, he couldn't see or hear them. Muxiao tapped his head in frustration, hiding upstairs, staring at Miko.
"Why does it feel like she's suddenly less scared of me? She's even chill enough to watch TV… Whatever, I'm done playing the 'invisible' game. To deal with evil spirits, I need her help."
Muttering, he didn't go downstairs—joking aside, Miko's mom was still there, and he wasn't a spirit. He'd be seen.
Oh? She's going to the bathroom to shower? Perfect chance.
"No, no, I'm not peeping, just seizing a rare moment alone," Muxiao slipped to the bathroom door, sneaking a peek before pushing it open. Steam filled the room, hot and hazy.
Miko sat under the shower, water soaking her black hair, streaming down her face and neck, drenching her flawless, fair body. The water made her already perfect figure even more alluring.
The surrounding steam blurred her form, but… didn't that make her even more enticing?
Oh no, too stimulating—my nutrition can't keep up!
Muxiao quickly covered his eyes.
Miko was numb. This guy, bursting into the bathroom?! I just thought it was friendly… What now? This was the first time a monster intruded during her shower.
Shouldn't I cover myself? But that'd show I can see it! What if it goes berserk like other spirits?
But not covering meant being fully exposed!
This, this, this—
The black-haired girl was paralyzed, caught in a lose-lose situation. She shifted slightly, casually angling her sensitive parts away from it.
Glancing at her modestly sized chest, water droplets slid along its curves into the valley between. Blushing, Miko turned, giving Muxiao her back as she moved to the tub.
But that left her pert hips in view.
Her heart raced. Sinking into the tub, she relaxed slightly. It's fine… it didn't see too much, right?
Besides, it wasn't human, so it shouldn't matter.
Miko kept reassuring herself, but the flush of shame on her face wouldn't fade.
Even if it wasn't human, compared to other evil spirits, this creature's behavior was… too human.
Its eyes were far too expressive.
"Sorry for barging in like this. I just haven't had a good chance to talk," Muxiao said with a smile, apologizing while his big eyes ogled her submerged figure. "You don't mind, right?"
"…"
Miko's expression didn't change, and she didn't look at him.
"Stop pretending, I know you can see me, Miko Yotsuya. Let's have a chat~~" Muxiao said earnestly.
"Phew, the water's a bit cold today," Miko said, stirring the tub's water. "Mom, honestly…"
"!!!"
You're still pretending, huh? Addicted to it?