"...Yu-kun, you really can't be helped."
Miyako finishes carrying the copy machine from Yuta's room.
The exploration video had already been removed. I put the remaining terminal, which was quite heavy, on the floor and sat down on the bed. Then I collapsed onto my back and took a deep breath.
"Hmm..."
Yuta had been clinging to Miyako's legs stubbornly, struggling to stop her from taking his tools, but now he was exhausted from crying and had fallen asleep in his own bed.
Just when I thought I could finally carry my tools in, I was hit with a strange smell. I looked around the room and even found traces of urine. Wondering what on earth had caused this, I had no choice but to clean up the stains first, but in the end, it ended up leaving a stain on the flooring.
He's really a hopeless kid.
He had always thought she was a little mature, but at the time he thought it was just pure curiosity. But after seeing Mami naked after drinking wine three years ago, his sexual desires were spurred on.
Why Mami? Why Ito Tsubasa? Aren't I the one who always claims to love her?
If this was how it was, I should have taken a bath with him when we first brought him home and he couldn't take a proper bath by himself. At first, I had intended to do that, but when I saw the boy's genitals, I couldn't hide my excitement and ended up leaving it to my father.
"......"
Miyako instinctively covers her face with both hands.
When I was thinking about my naughty little brother, before I knew it, the idea of monopolizing his desires started to surface and grow.
"Hey, to start with, why do you like Yuu so much, Miyako?"
He remembers the question Ream asked him at Mami's house. At the time, he answered that he just loved her as a family member, but of course, his true feelings were different, as they had clearly seen through his heart.
Miyako, who had been staring blankly at the ceiling, closes her eyes and reminisces about the time when she first met Yuta.
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I met Yuta three years after my mother passed away.
Now 10 years old, Miyako still felt as if there was a gaping hole in her heart.
The reason, of course, is his dead mother.
In order to save young Miyako, who was suffering from an incurable disease at the time, her mother made a deal with the devil and lost her life as the price.
Miyako was overcome with grief and, despite her love of playing outside, she began to stay indoors more and more. Back then, she was incredibly passive, and barely attended elementary school, instead being home-schooled.
The only person I talk to properly other than my father is my childhood friend Mami, who has visited us many times out of concern for me. Looking back, I think I was often cold towards her because I was jealous of her having a mother, unlike me. But Mami never gave up and still came over to play, and I can't thank her enough.
While Miyako was living her days like this, one day she suddenly had a thought.
Yes, I'm going to cut my hair.
I had been letting my hair grow out and it was starting to feel heavy, and looking at long hair reminds me of my mother always combing my hair.
I knew that I couldn't continue like this forever.
Miyako had an idea and immediately grabbed a suitable fruit knife from the house and went outside.
He brought his left hand to the nape of her neck, grabbed her waist-length hair, and then with the knife in his right hand, cut it off in one go.
"......"
I stare at the separated hair I'm still holding for a while.
Then, with determination, he closed his eyes and muttered, "Chinkarahoi."
The wind blew in, and the trees in the forest rustled, announcing their arrival. She slowly opened her eyes and her right hand, and the wind blew her hair away from Miyako, carrying her away.
It was as if someone had wiped away her tears. Though she was sad, Miyako felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, and her mind became clear.
(Goodbye, Mom...)
She says goodbye to her mother in her heart and turns her back on her own flying hair.
"--Buhyah!?"
It was at that moment that I heard a strange voice behind me.
"Huh? Who is that?!"
I quickly turned around and headed in the direction of the voice - towards the bushes at the entrance to the forest.
To Miyako, it's like a garden, but knowing that there is an unknown person there, she can't hide her anxiety.
But strangely, there was no wavering in her steps, as if she was being invited in, as if she expected what she was waiting for to be there.
I push aside the bushes and look beyond.
There was a young boy there.
It seems that Miyako has covered her face with the hair she cut. It is tangled around her body and she is struggling.
It wasn't spider webs, so it was probably just a prank by the spirits. The wind magic I used earlier wasn't telekinesis, but magic that borrowed the power of the spirits, so sometimes it would do something whimsical like this.
"S-sorry! Are you okay?"
Miyako rushes over and brushes her hair away.
I regretted that I should have cut it at home.
After removing the tangled hair, I looked at him again.
A boy with a cute face and a mysterious magical power, wearing an old-fashioned scarlet robe. Speaking of scarlet, I remember reading in my father's book that it was the color of the highest rank in the crown established by wizards of old.
"......"
The boy didn't say anything, but just continued to stare blankly at Miyako.
"Where are you from? Where are your mother and father?"
"I don't know."
"Huh? So, what's your name?"
"I don't know."
"...Do you know where your house is?"
"I don't know."
No matter what question she asks, she gets the answer "I don't know," which leaves Miyako at a loss.
At the time, I thought she was just lost, so I decided to take her back to the Mangetsu residence. I figured if I waited for my father, who was out running an errand, to come home, he would surely contact the police and help find her home.
"Whoa, what's wrong with that kid?! Is he Miya's kid?!"
"That's not true, now."
Mami, who had just come to visit, exclaimed in surprise upon seeing an unfamiliar boy. Normally, one would think she was joking, but that's rarely the case with her.
"By the way, Miya-chan, did you cut your hair? It's a shame, it was so pretty."
"That's fine. I just wanted to clear things up a bit."
"...Miya-chan?"
"Oh, you haven't told me your name yet. I'm Miyako, and this is Mami—"
"Miya-chan!"
The boy seemed overcome with emotion and suddenly embraced Miyako. Miyako was a little surprised, but she accepted it since he was five years younger than her and she thought he was probably anxious about being separated from his parents.
Perhaps my maternal instinct was aroused, but strangely, his small body and warmth felt comfortable, so I put my arms around his back and hugged him tightly.
"Oh, that's nice! Come here, I'll give you a big hug next time!"
"No way. I want to be with you."
That's how it went that day, Mami and I fought over the boy until my father came home.
I was sure that my parents would be found soon and I would be sad to say goodbye.
However, there is a problem.
Days passed, but the boy's home was never found.
No such missing person report had been filed, and neither of his parents knew where he was. When they took him to the hospital, they discovered he had amnesia. No wonder they didn't know his name.
Even the police's pride and joy, the fortune-telling department, which has tracked down many criminals and missing persons, did not come to a favorable result, and in the end he became a completely unidentified person.
"Poor thing..."
Miyako sat on the sofa and stroked the head of the boy sleeping on her lap.
I was already depressed just because my mother was gone, but this child doesn't have a mother, let alone a father. And he doesn't even have a home to return to.
"I'll be your mommy... no, I'll be your big sister."
Thus, the boy was adopted into the Mangetsu family and given the name "Yuta" according to a naming fortune-telling.
Miyako, as his older sister, looked after him diligently. As if his former reclusiveness had never been a lie, he regained his former cheerfulness and began attending school as usual.
A while later, the day came when Mangetsu Papa went out to give a paper presentation.
Miyako had been told to order takeout, but she decided to cook a meal for Yuta, so the two of them went deep into the forest to get ingredients.
"I wonder if this mushroom is edible? Ah, some strange juice has come out of it."
"That's just harassment. He's a bad guy who just wants to harass you and doesn't take responsibility."
"...I don't really get it, Yuu-kun, why do you know so much about it?"
"I don't know."
As they were strolling through the forest like this, they noticed a sudden rustling in the bushes in front of their eyes. Was it a stray dog? Perhaps it was a Japanese wolf, whose numbers have recently become too large and are causing problems. There are usually no dangerous creatures in the forest, but on rare occasions, such animals do wander into the forest.
While shielding Yuta with her back, Miyako picked up a wooden stick that had fallen at her feet and glared warily into the bushes.
"Grrr, creak, creak..."
A creature emerged from the bushes, walking on all fours, like a black shadow. It had sharp fangs, an extremely skinny body, and large red bulging eyes. No matter how you looked at it, it was no wild dog or Japanese wolf.
Even Miyako, who had pored over her father's books during her reclusive years, had never seen him before, and he clearly exuded an evil, magical power. His ferocious gaze reminded her of a hyena.
When the hyena acknowledged Miyako and the others, its gaping mouth twisted as if in a smile.
Then, it attacked, hopping its supple body like a grasshopper!
" Stand up! Pillar of fire!! "
Miyako unleashes a newly learned pillar of fire magic on the attacking hyena.
However, the enemy skillfully twisted its body to avoid it and came towards it without showing any sign of being afraid. Even though it was just an immature pillar of fire, it showed no signs of being afraid at all in front of the fire. After all, it was no ordinary animal.
"Yu-kun, run!"
Miyako said this to Yuta behind her, using a wooden stick as a shield.
The hyena jumped on Miyako, biting into the stick and pushing her down, then mounted her.
"──!"
The stick she was using as a shield was easily crushed, and the hyena's claws dug into her soft skin. Miyako's face twisted in pain.
The wicked man who was holding her down opened his gaping mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth. His saliva dripped down, staining Miyako's beautiful face.
And then, stretching his neck to devour the drool before him...
" --Miya-chan! "
Just in the nick of time, Yuta came in from the side and pushed him away.
After rolling over and over again, the hyena jumped up and headed towards Yuta.
"Yū-kun!"
Miyako raised her torso and shouted, while Yuta stuffed his hands into his pockets.
He took out a net bag of dumplings, picked up one of them, and threw it at the back of the hyena's throat as it lunged at him with its mouth wide open.
The dumpling flew in a straight line. Yuta usually threw it in the wrong direction when playing with a ball, but by some miracle or coincidence, this time it cut right through the wind towards its target.
Just eat it as it is.
The hyena swallowed the dumpling that had gone straight into his mouth with a gulp.
"～～～～～～? ?!"
In an instant, his bulging eyes opened as wide as possible.
Using its outstretched front paws and claws, it suddenly slammed on the brakes, kicking up a cloud of dust as it made tracks in the road, and came to a complete halt about five meters from where Yuta was standing.
Miyako is taken aback by this, which is clearly not the behavior of a wild animal in front of its prey.
Meanwhile, the hyena's black body began to sweat profusely. It stood on its hind legs and held its rear end down with its front paws.
Then, while making a loud meowing noise, it ran back the way it came, into the depths of the forest. For some reason, a mushroom called Haramasetake followed it, hopping around.
"Wh-what's going on? ...Yu-kun!"
After seeing the hyena run away, Miyako quickly got up, ran over to Yuta, grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.
"Are you okay?! Are you injured... Ah, you're bleeding!"
I noticed that Yuta's left arm was bleeding, probably from the hyena's claws when he pushed it away.
"Hmm, it's okay. Miya-chan is better than me--"
"I'm fine! I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."
Miyako hugged Yuta tightly and cried tears of joy at his safety, but also regret. Even though it was usually safe, if she had never invited him into the forest, this would never have happened.
Yuta's cheeks are red as he hugs Miyako, but he is worried about her as she appears flustered and crying.
Eventually, Miyako regained her composure and let go of Yuta, sniffling.
"Sniff... By the way, what was that dumpling-like thing you threw earlier?"
"This? It's called 'Butt-branded millet dumplings'. Apparently if you eat it your stomach will start rumbling, so you say 'choho' when you do various things with your butt."
"...Various things?"
"I don't know. But it looks like her ass is loose, so I'm sure she's being teased by Haramasedake right now."
As he puts the kibi dango back in his pocket, Yuta looks in the direction the hyena left and thinks, "Maybe I did something cruel to it?"
Miyako hugged him from behind once more. Yuta blushed again at the soft feeling of her back, but he looked over his shoulder with a puzzled expression.
"Wh-what's wrong?"
"...I'm glad you're safe."
Miyako knew that she should probably leave this place and go home as soon as possible.
But right now, I wanted to touch this brave little child, to feel with my own skin that he was alive. Once again, I had almost lost my family because of my own fault.
"...I'm really sorry."
"Miya-chan, why have you been apologizing for so long?"
"Because it's my fault--"
"I don't care about that. More importantly, I'm glad my beloved Miya-chan is safe!"
Yuta replied over his shoulder with a big smile.
That pure smile and the words "I love you." The moment I received those words...
Miyako's heart leaped up in her chest.
My body temperature rose as if on fire, and my cheeks quickly turned red.
The pounding in his heart showed no signs of stopping, and instead grew more and more intense.
"Miya-chan?"
"...Just a little longer. Let me stay like this for a little longer."
Miyako hides from Yuta, who tilts his head, by burying her face in his small back, her chest pressed against his.
I don't want people to see my red face. I don't want people to hear my heartbeat.
The events of that day must have been the trigger.
It was then that Miyako began to think of Yuta not only as her younger brother, but also as a boy.
Well, maybe.
From the moment we welcomed them into our family. From the day we met. Maybe even long before that.
For some reason, I sometimes found myself thinking like that.
It may not make sense, but still.
Mangetsu Miyako is attracted to a boy named Yuta. That much is certain.
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"......yeah"
Miyako was having a nostalgic dream when she suddenly woke up.
I had no intention of falling asleep, so I quickly sat up from the bed and checked the clock, relieved to see that only about 30 minutes had passed.
(I have to start preparing dinner in a little while.)
I stopped by the supermarket on the way back from Mami's house to buy the ingredients. Today I'm planning to make Yuuta's favorite hamburger steak - I usually make Yuuta's favorite foods, and only occasionally make Mangetsu's favorite foods.
Miyako glances over to the next room, wondering if Yuta himself is still asleep. Just as she is thinking about going to check on him, she notices the terminal for the copy machine she had taken from him.
With a whoosh, Miyako got off the bed and crawled on all fours, snuggling up to the device.
Using this, you can check on Yuta in the next room. Without having to go there in person. Without any hassle.
Miyako slowly reaches for the button on the device.
I should say in advance that this is not peeping. I am using it solely to check on my incompetent younger brother. I will never use it for any nefarious purposes like he did.
--I'll say it again: this is absolutely not peeping!
While making excuses in my head, I pretend not to notice my heart beating fast and nervously press the start button.
Ignoring Ito Tsubasa who appeared on the monitor for a moment, he clumsily set the target to Yuuta, and the monitor screen changed to show the next room.
"---Haah... haah... haah"
"...Huh?"
Miyako's eyes widen.
The person reflected on the screen was undoubtedly the person she was looking for: Mangetsu Yuta. Ever since they first met, he has been a very important figure in Miyako's heart.
She is very naughty, true to her desires but ignorant, and in a sense pure.
And so he was playing with his penis.
He was lying on the bed naked from the waist down, rubbing the penis he was holding in his right hand up and down. Earnestly. Desperately. With his left hand he was pressing some kind of white cloth against his nose, and his face was flushed and sweating, as if to show how hot he was.
It was indeed the first time Miyako had ever seen a boy masturbating.
"Yu, Yu, kun..."
*Gulp* The sound of swallowing saliva rang out.
When was it? When did the skin peel back? When did you learn to do this, to masturbate?
Of course, I knew that she was peeking at me while I changed every day and making my little penis bigger, and she even once pressed it against my ass on a broom on the way to and from school.
At the time, Miyako gently asked him to stop and he obediently listened, but thinking back on it now, it might have been better to call it a kind of masturbation.
Even so, I never dreamed that he would know such a legitimate method, let alone a genital one.
After all, it was Yuuta. No matter how much he loved naughty things, it was hard to believe that a stupid boy like him could get to that point on his own.
(...yeah?)
Finding something that bothers me, my brows furrow. Could it be that the white cloth that Yuta is pressing against his nose with his left hand is a pair of underwear?
For a moment, Miyako thought it was hers, but she didn't have any low-waisted high-leg shorts. Ah, they looked like they'd be easy to move in, she thought, pushing aside the thoughts of escaping reality.
Hey, Yu-kun. Whose are those? Whose underwear are they? Why do you have them? Hey? Hey?
The endless complaints that flow from his jealousy echo in his head like a cry from his heart.
"...Tsubasa-chan"
"teeth?"
Suddenly, Yuta's voice, which sounded like a moan, came to mind.
Without thinking, Miyako let out a voice with a tone she had never even uttered before.
Tsubasa? Could it be Ito Tsubasa? The one that Yu-kun was looking at just now, that idol?
But how? Isn't this secret gadget something like a far-sighted ball that lets you spy on your target?
He was so shaken up that he leaned forward and put his face in front of the video monitor, accidentally pressing a button on the device.
This triggers a noise from the device, and a light begins to be emitted from a camera-like part attached to the end of an L-shaped rod.
"Kyaa... Wh, what?"
She turns towards the bed she was sleeping on, where the light is shining, and there she sees Yuta in the next room, masturbating to his heart's content.
『Haa… haa…』
"!?!?!?!"
Yu-kun is masturbating in my bed...!!
Miyako's mouth dropped open, confused, as she compared the image on the monitor with Yuta on the bed. He was moving exactly the same. It was as if Yuta on the image had been projected onto her in three dimensions.
Then I suddenly remembered that the name of this secret tool was a "copy delivery machine."
In other words, you can create a three-dimensional copy of the object displayed on the monitor.
A similar magic would be projection, which allows you to project your image anywhere you like, but...
"Maybe..."
I rubbed against the bed and timidly placed the index finger of my left hand closer.
Slowly, slowly. Yuta is stroking the tip of his penis with all his might.
────Tsun
『Hmm』
"~~~!!"
I felt something! I touched it! I touched it! It was Yu-kun's penis!
Just as I had expected, the 3D copies made by this copy ordering machine can be unilaterally manipulated. What a naughty tool!
Letting out a voiceless shriek, he sniffed the finger that had just touched his young glans. It had a slightly pungent scent. Amazingly, the copy even reproduced the smell.
Miyako's face was boiling with excitement and her eyes were rolling up, but she suddenly came to her senses and shook her head vigorously.
What are you doing? I was just trying to check on my brother. It's completely unacceptable to peek and play pranks like this.
(But... but...)
I desperately string together words of refusal in my head.
However, his gaze never leaves Yuta, who continues to masturbate. And then, his right hand...
Squish, squish, squish, squish...
Before I knew it, I was rubbing my dripping wet slit through my panties.
"Yū-kun..."
Miyako climbs onto the bed, simultaneously pulling down her panties and letting them fall to the floor from her protruding legs.
She lifted her skirt up, leaving her lower body naked, and lay down facing Yuta, who was lying down.
"Tsubasa-chan...Tsubasa-chan..."
Yuta, unaware of Miyako's presence, continues to think of Tsubasa as he clumsily strokes his penis. He now holds her panties, which he had been sniffing, close to his chest.
Although her heart aches so much that it feels like it might burst, she cannot resist her instincts and cannot stop the movement of her right hand as it plays with her private parts.
Slurp, slurp, slurp, squish...
"Haa... haa... ♡ Yu-kun, Yu-kun... ♡"
I called his name in a low voice so that he wouldn't be heard by the person in the next room.
Yuta was only about 15 centimeters away. He let out a sigh, carrying the feelings he had hidden deep inside him. Perhaps the warmth had reached him, as he slightly raised his eyebrows, right in front of him.
Miyako's beautiful nose is tickled by the aroma of her young lover's sweat and sex. She always secretly smells Yuta's briefs before doing the laundry, and the scent is so strong that she finds her cheeks loosening up before her eyes.
The hands fondling her crotch become more and more intense, and her love juices overflow, staining the sheets.
As if responding to her excitement, she raised her right knee and spread her legs shamelessly, swaying her hips as if to show off to the man in front of her.
Squish, squish, sticky, squish, squish, squish, squish, squish...
"Ah, ah, ah, ah... Yu-kun♡ Yu-kun♡"
--Look, look! Look over here!
Miyako desperately yelled between her moans.
Ito Tsubasa is well aware that she is cute. She is a top idol after all. Miyako is confident that she is just as good looking, but when it comes to charming others, she can't match the pros in that field.
But even so, I'm the one who cares about Yu-kun the most. It's me.
Even if he ends up finding someone he likes more than me, that one thing won't change. Absolutely not.
"Tsubasa-chan.....Tsubasa..."
Perhaps it was because he was nearing climax, Yuta's breathing became minimal and his hand movements became faster as if he was making a spurt.
Miyako took a deep breath in unison. Using her index, middle, and ring fingers, she began to vigorously knead her sensitive clitoris, lifting her hips and reaching new heights.
Slurp, slurp, squelch squelch squelch squelch...
"Yū-kun♡ Yu-kun♡ Yu-kun♡ Yuuku──"
" ...Miya-chan! "
" ────!! "
Hearing my name being called out of nowhere, my eyes widened and my heart leaped so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.
In an instant, my uterus suddenly heats up and the lotus flower between my legs begins to tighten.
" Ah♡ I'm cuuuumming♡ Ah, aaaahhhhh...!♡!!♡♡ "
Jump! Jump! Jump jump!! Jump!!
Miyako's mind went blank as an overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over her. Her lusty body danced wildly.
He holds his crotch with both hands, bending his waist while lying down and squatting down. His body still jumps around like a fish in water, and a single drool comes out of the corner of his mouth.
Miyako was an adolescent girl, and had masturbated many times before, as was normal for a girl her age. But it went without saying that this was by far the most pleasurable experience.
"...Ugh! Ah, ahhh...!!"
Of course, the person he thinks of as he masturbates is his useless younger brother, who is also reaching orgasm right in front of him. His copy has his eyes tightly closed, and his hard, pointed penis is twitching along with his small body.
There was no sign of any semen coming out. I don't know how many times he'd had an orgasm, but it seemed he hadn't quite reached climax yet. He stretched his legs out, enjoying the pleasure of the dry ejaculation with his whole body.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
As the waves of pleasure pass for both of them, their heavy breathing acts as pillow talk.
A little while later, Yuta began to sleep soundly, perhaps due to fatigue from masturbating and climaxing.
"Yū-kun..."
As Miyako sleeps next to the three-dimensional copy of Yuta, she secretly lets out a gentle smile as she thinks about the future.
He called out to me. Right before he came, he called me "Miya-chan," not "Tsubasa." He must have been unconscious. But even so, that's why I felt so happy. More than I could have ever felt.
She stretched out both arms and pulled Yuta's head to her chest.
The real him, sleeping in the next room, also seemed to feel something soft touching him, and his sleeping face broke into a smile, looking comfortable.
(Ah, I thought so)
Miyako realized, or perhaps it would be better to say she gave up.
I can no longer deceive myself. I begin to think that I should be honest about these feelings, or rather, that I want to be honest about them.
(...Let's order takeout for dinner.)
Throwing aside what she had forgotten, Miyako also closed her eyes, still in a dreamlike state filled with happiness.
With the person I love close to my heart.
"Tsubasa-chan, I want to see you again..."
However, Miyako did not miss hearing such a sleepy remark from her beloved.
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It was lunchtime after the break. Miyako was eating her lunch with Mami and the others on the roof of the middle school building.
In the middle of this, he puts down his chopsticks and opens his mouth to say, "Listen."
"I think I really do like you, Yuu-kun."
Blushing, she confessed with a serious look on her face, retracting what she had said the other day.
"Hmm."
However, Mami and Reimu seemed to already know about it and didn't respond much. Miyako tilted her head in confusion at his nonchalant response.
"When you said you had something to discuss, I thought you were going to skip A and B and just start straight from C."
"If you do that, you'll lose control!"
"Well, if a naughty, perverted girl like that finds out, she'll definitely go crazy."
"Not Yu-kun, it's me!!"
Ream, who had intended to tease her, was taken aback by her frank denial.
"Hey, hey. I don't really know about A and C, but Yu-kun likes Miya-chan too, so it's only a matter of him confessing."
"The other person is an elementary school student five years younger than you, so are you worried about what others might think and can't tell them?"
Miyako shook her head in response to Mami's opinion and Ream's question.
Since Yuta himself is crazy about the idol Ito Tsubasa, he thinks it's pointless for him to confess his feelings to her.
"I told you before. All boys feel the same way. And besides, getting close to the national idol is just a dream come true."
Mami said with a laugh. For her, that was completely true.
Reim was about to agree, but seeing Miyako still not in a good mood, he realized that it couldn't be true.
"...Maybe you've become friends with that idol?"
Miyako nodded in response to his confirming words, her eyebrows lowering.
"What!?"
Mami's voice of surprise echoes across the rooftop. Her eyes widen in disbelief, but Miyako looks as if she has no doubt about it.
Next to him, Reim was muttering something to himself, "When did that happen...I wonder if it was the day I went to Mami's house to play? I let my guard down."
The copy machine Miyako used yesterday was a one-way machine, and no matter what you do, it can only interfere with the other person unilaterally. It's also impossible to steal anything the other person is wearing.
This means that it is almost impossible to get the pants that Yuta had, which are believed to have belonged to Tsubasa Ito, unless you meet the owner in person.
Above all, that sleep talking.
No matter how you look at it, that's what "I want to see you again" means.
And it's not just Tsubasa. Even with just a quick peek, it's clear that there's another girl in Yuta's class who is clearly interested in him. And she's also a beautiful girl.
The worst part is Yuta's homeroom teacher, Momoko-sensei. Lately, he can't help but feel that there's something dangerous about the way she looks at Yuta. Something must have happened.
"You always tell me how much you love me, so why..."
Miyako looked down and muttered to herself as she let out a burst of magical power. The power spread out as telekinesis, causing the windows of a nearby tower to rattle and crack.
"M-Miyako!"
"Miya-chan! Hold it down, hold it down!"
Mami and Reem frantically calmed her down and somehow managed to calm the situation down. After they calmed down, they both sighed and muttered to themselves.
((I can't say, absolutely...))
(I can't believe I'm rubbing my crotch against Yu-kun every week...!)
(He attacks Yuu every night while she sleeps...!)
Despite being the closest to her, Miyako is unknowingly running last.
The next episode will focus on Mami. While incorporating elements from
Miyako's
New Great Demon Adventure, the author conveniently combined them by keeping her residence in the original Mangetsu Mansion rather than a church.
While unrelated, the novel "Great Demon Adventure Gaiden: Miyako's Magical War Chronicles," published in Volume 4 of Doraemon Club, features her wearing a sailor uniform and a scene where she is slammed into the ground with her legs spread wide, though her panties are not visible, making it a must-read for Miyako fans.
Hyenas:
In the original work, they inhabit the Illusionary Plains in the Demon World.
In the game "Giga Zombie's Revenge," they appear under the name Gyororin.