The next day was Sunday, and Shichen had originally planned for them to keep playing at the amusement park.
But they had already tried every attraction the day before, and what Tohka and the others liked most was still the ice cream, so there was no need to go again today.
When Shichen woke up that morning, he found both his arms and legs tangled up. The two girls' pajamas were on the conservative side, though, so he didn't feel any silky skin.
He gently freed his arms from their embrace, sat up, then moved the two legs draped across his own before getting ready to climb out of bed.
"Mm … Shichen, good morning … "
Yatogami Tohka was woken by the commotion. She sat up as well, groggily rubbing her eyes.
"Morning. You don't have to get up with me—just keep sleeping."
Shichen smiled and ruffled her hair.
Her loose purple hair was soft and silky to the touch.
"Mm … Shichen, what are you going to do?"
"Make you breakfast."
"Really?" Tohka perked up a bit.
"Yeah. It'll take a while, so you and Kotori just keep sleeping." Shichen shot a glance at Itsuka Kotori, who was pretending to be asleep.
"Shichen, will there be bread?"
"…No."
"Eh? Why won't there be kinako pan?" Tohka pouted in dissatisfaction.
Pinching her smooth cheek, Shichen countered, "Who eats kinako pan for breakfast?"
"Uh … a bakery?"
"They don't eat it either."
"Huh? Then why do they make kinako pan?"
"So they can sell it to you."
"They make it just for me? People are so nice!"
"…Yep, that's exactly it."
"But … I want some—" Tohka clutched Shichen's hand and shook it, wheedling.
"What is that powder, anyway? That strong addictive taste … If we let it run rampant in this world, huge problems will definitely arise! The people who love it would suffer withdrawal and start shaking, and they'd wage war to seize more kinako pan!"
"Where did you pick that up?" Shichen lightly chopped her on the head with a karate‑hand.
"Ow—" Tohka held her head and looked at him aggrievedly.
"…Fine, I'll make you a little, okay?"
"Hehe—Shichen, you're the best!" Tohka happily threw her arms around him.
"Hmph—Shichen‑nii, you only spoil Tohka‑nee."
Kotori opened her eyes and glared at the two hugging together.
"Do I?" Shichen smiled at her. "I spoil you too. Is there anything you want to eat?"
"Can I have a lollipop?"
"No way! Who eats lollipops first thing in the morning?"
"See! Why can Tohka‑nee have kinako pan, then?"
"Do you really think they're the same?" Shichen couldn't help rolling his eyes at her.
"There's no difference! They're both things we want to eat!" Kotori retorted.
"In any case, no."
"Shichen‑nii is playing favorites!"
"You're the one being unreasonable."
Releasing Tohka with one hand, Shichen reached toward Kotori and pinched her cheek. "All right, stop fussing."
"Mm … Don't think this will satisfy me!"
"Then what do you want?"
"Figure it out yourself, Shichen‑nii!"
Kotori lay on her back, arms crossed, her cheeks puffed out in anger.
"Figure it out myself, huh? Let me think …"
After a moment's thought, Shichen let go of Tohka, flipped off the bed, walked to Kotori's side, bent down, and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"How about that?" he asked with a smile.
Kotori blinked, touched the spot he'd kissed, and tried to suppress the upward curve of her lips.
"I guess … that's acceptable …"
"Heh—saying one thing and feeling another."
"Shichen! I want one too!" Tohka demanded.
"Sure—everyone gets one."
Shichen leaned in toward Tohka, who had crawled to the edge of the bed, and gave her forehead a loud smooch.
Smack.
"Hehe ~" Tohka grinned stupidly, openly delighted.
"Now we're good, right?"
"No! You kissed Tohka‑nee harder than me—your attitude was different! Kiss me again!" Kotori sat up, dissatisfied.
"Then I want another one too!" Tohka chimed in.
"…Are you two ever going to quit? That's enough! I'm making breakfast!" Shichen turned and left the room without looking back.
Bang!
Staring at the firmly closed door, Tohka and Kotori looked at each other and blinked blankly.
…
Outside, Shichen glanced at Yoshino's room. After hesitating a moment, he walked over and, without knocking, pushed the door open.
The room was quiet. Shichen tip‑toed toward the small blue‑haired spirit lying in bed.
Yoshino was sleeping peacefully on her side, face‑to‑face with Yoshinon.
Her cheeks were plump and rosy, her little mouth a soft pink.
Staring at that little mouth, Shichen couldn't help recalling last night—he'd certainly had a good taste of it.
The marks on her neck were already gone, the skin again smooth and pale.
Shichen sat down gently on the edge of the bed. Just as he was about to stroke her hair, he suddenly blinked.
"Yoshino, you're awake, aren't you?"
Yoshino slowly opened her eyes, looking a bit embarrassed.
"Shichen‑nii … "
"Oh my~ Onii-chan, why're you here first thing in the morning? Planning to sneak‑do something?"
Yoshinon woke up as well, teasing him.
"Do I even need to sneak?" Shichen said as he picked Yoshino up and sat her on his lap.
"Mm …" Yoshino offered no resistance, obediently sitting with her little legs pressed together.
"Oho~ so what's Onii-chan planning? Don't tell me you'll do the same as last night?" Yoshinon kept up the banter.
"Of course not—I'm not that impatient," Shichen denied.
"Really? Already tired of Yoshino after just one night?"
"Eh?" Yoshino jumped, turning to Shichen in panic.
"Don't let Yoshinon fool you."
Shichen shook his head, amused. "You're so cute, Yoshino—I could hold you forever."
"R‑really?" Yoshino blushed.
"Of course."
Shichen hugged her tighter and rubbed his cheek against her smooth face.
Yoshino showed no dislike. Eyes half‑closed, she smiled happily.
"I—I'd like Shichen‑nii to hold me forever too …"
"Oh my, Yoshino's giving in already? Aren't you too easy to conquer?" Yoshinon joked.
"Mm …" Yoshino bowed her head shyly.
"Yoshinon's right—we haven't been together that long, so let's not jump to conclusions." Shichen joined in.
"I—I trust Shichen‑nii!" Yoshino looked at him earnestly, face serious.
"Do you?" Amused, Shichen laughed.
"Humph, actually I trust Onii-chan too," Yoshinon said.
"Really? I don't buy it." Shichen eyed Yoshinon suspiciously.
"Honestly, how can you treat us differently? Not believing me?"
"You're the one who slandered me first."
"Mm … Doesn't Onii-chan have any desires? Just one night and you already forgot how soft Yoshino's lips are?"
"Yoshinon!" Yoshino squealed, mortified.
"It's true, though," Shichen admitted readily, gaze landing on Yoshino's lips. "After one night, I can't forget at all."
"Mm …" Yoshino's face went crimson. "If … if Shichen‑nii wants to, I don't mind …"
"Oh my! Such bold words!"
"Well then—better not blame me for taking you up on it?" Shichen's eyes burned.
"Mm …" Yoshino tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and blushed.
No longer holding back, Shichen lowered his head and kissed her hard.
"Mm—"
"Whoa!" Yoshinon let out a cry of surprise, but then went limp as if her batteries had run out.
The room stayed quiet, save for the occasional faint squelch, revealing that something unusual was happening—though nobody else could hear.
After a long while, Shichen finally parted from Yoshino.
"Hah — hah —"
Yoshino's cheeks were flushed, her lips glossy.
"Shichen‑nii …"
"Yoshino, may I drink your blood again?" Shichen's eyes glowed red.
He didn't actually intend to feed; he wanted to run an experiment.
"Mm …" Yoshino didn't question him. She tilted her head and loosened her collar.
Her white, delicate neck tempted Shichen; fangs extended swiftly.
Holding Yoshino close, he lowered his head, piercing lightly into her neck.
"Ah ~" Yoshino let out a soft moan, face lifted.
Yet she didn't feel the same sensation as the previous night. Instead, she sensed an odd change in her body—as if she were brimming with spiritual power.
No, she was turning into spiritual power!
In the next instant she dissolved into particles of light that all flowed into Shichen's body.
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