"Miko, I'm coming in."
"Come in, my room is a bit small, don't mind it."
"Of course I don't mind, smaller is warmer. Get ready, here it comes."
"Something is coming out."
"Look, isn't this Mark Armor magnificent and spectacular? Although it's highly flexible, it's actually very hard."
"It really is! The feel is completely different from what I imagined. I thought it would feel like a sponge, but it's like steel. It's truly amazing."
"Hehe, there's something even more amazing: it can also fire lasers."
"By the way, isn't this Mark Armor too small? Won't you feel too tight and uncomfortable?"
"No, no, it's just right for me."
Inside the room, the voices of Tanaka Masao and Yotsuya Miko could be heard.
Let's zoom in, and we see Yotsuya Miko extending her hand, gently stroking the... mark 85 armor on Tanaka Masao's body.
That's right, at Yotsuya Miko's enthusiastic invitation, Tanaka Masao came to her room.
Yotsuya Miko's room wasn't large, and its decor was quite simple.
However, the faint, lingering scent and the lively atmosphere (with ghosts everywhere) made one feel very warm.
Yotsuya Miko: I don't need this kind of warmth, thank you.
With Tanaka Masao's efforts, the evil spirits in Yotsuya Miko's room vanished without a trace.
The once lively room was now left with just a single man and woman.
Then Tanaka Masao began to display his big treasure... the mark 85 armor.
Nanoparticles covered his body like flowing water, forming a complete suit of armor.
Seeing such a sci-fi, unimaginable thing appear before her, Yotsuya Miko was naturally very surprised and couldn't help but step forward to touch the Mark Armor.
Cold, hard, smooth—her fingers touching the armor felt no unevenness or seams, as if it were naturally formed.
The only strange thing was that Yotsuya Miko felt Tanaka Masao's body became a little thinner after putting on this suit.
It gave a sense of being tightly constrained.
She asked Tanaka Masao if it was too tight, but he said it was just right.
This made Yotsuya Miko feel a bit strange. Could this thing also have a slimming function?
As the two were chatting, there was a knock on the room door.
Tanaka Masao quickly retracted the Mark Armor on his body, but just now, to show off, he had adjusted the Mark Armor a bit too tightly, causing him some discomfort and making his face flush.
On the other side, Yotsuya Miko, who had walked to the door, opened it after seeing the Mark Armor on Tanaka Masao disappear.
Standing at the door was Yotsuya Kyosuke, his face a bit red at this moment, his eyes darting around.
After casually glancing at the situation in the room, Yotsuya Kyosuke's face turned even redder.
Tanaka Masao, panting and looking somewhat weak, and Yotsuya Miko, whose face still showed an excited expression.
Coupled with their previous conversation, even a ghost would know what had happened inside.
Ghost: We do know, indeed.
He quickly shoved the item in his hand into Yotsuya Miko's hand and ran away as if fleeing.
"Sorry for disturbing you, this is for you. You two continue, I won't disturb you again."
Looking at her fleeing brother, Yotsuya Miko looked at the item in her hand with some confusion.
0.03 ultra-thin...
Yotsuya Miko's face instantly turned red.
Just then, Tanaka Masao walked over and asked, "What did Kyosuke bring? Is it food?"
"No...no, it's nothing."
Yotsuya Miko subconsciously hid the item in her hand behind her back, afraid of being discovered.
"No need to hide it, I saw it."
"This...that..."
Yotsuya Miko was at a loss for words, frantically complaining about Yotsuya Kyosuke in her heart, calling him a little expert at messing things up for his sister.
Finally, she could only mumble, "This isn't what I wanted to buy. I don't plan to use it."
Tanaka Masao pinched his chin, tilted his head, and asked with some curiosity, "So you mean you don't like using this thing?"
"No! I..."
Yotsuya Miko was so flustered she didn't know what to say. The more she tried to explain, the worse it got, and the more unexplainable it became.
Looking at the embarrassed Yotsuya Miko, Tanaka Masao smiled.
"Haha, I know what you mean. Touko and Kyosuke must have bought it on their own initiative; it has nothing to do with you."
Hearing this, Yotsuya Miko nodded frantically.
"Exactly, that's what I mean."
"However..."
Tanaka Masao raised an eyebrow at Yotsuya Miko.
"If Miko, you want to use it, I can make a small sacrifice."
"Tanaka, you pervert! H! Go to hell!"
Saying that, Yotsuya Miko fiercely threw the item in her hand at Tanaka Masao.
"Ah, you missed."
"Damn it!"
Seeing that her attack missed, Yotsuya Miko tried to grab something nearby to throw, but found that her overly simple room had nothing readily available.
She quickly ran to the bed, picked up her pillow, and threw it.
"Oh, Miko wants to have a pillow fight? Then I won't hold back."
One was enraged, the other added fuel to the fire.
Making the room noisy.
Although the Yotsuya's soundproofing was good, it couldn't withstand this kind of ruckus.
Yotsuya Touko could hear faint movements in her own room, her face slightly flushed, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Youth is so energetic, so full of fire. With such a big commotion, I hope Miko doesn't fall apart."
Meanwhile, Yotsuya Kyosuke, living next door, heard things a little more clearly. Faint movements from next door could be heard, such as:
"Tanaka, if you're so brave, don't run!"
"With such a big commotion, it must be my sister's request. I hope Masao doesn't fall apart."
After a while of commotion, the two finally quieted down. Yotsuya Miko was a bit tired, breathing heavily.
Her pajamas were a bit disheveled from the strenuous activity, with a few buttons undone, revealing her good figure.
Tanaka Masao was also slightly out of breath, and waved his hand.
"Alright, let's stop here."
"Okay, I'll forgive you for now. Let's go to sleep quickly."
Yotsuya Miko tidied her clothes and sat on the bed.
Tanaka Masao also came and sat on his futon. He looked up at Yotsuya Miko and asked curiously, "Miko, do you usually have evil spirits in your bed?"
Hearing Tanaka Masao's words, Yotsuya Miko recalled unpleasant memories, and her face became somewhat grim.
She subconsciously flipped her blanket, and this time, there was nothing in her vision, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why do you ask that?"
"I was thinking, Miko usually has cute ghosts sleeping with her in bed. Now that she's sleeping alone, will she feel lonely? Do you need me to accompany you?"
"No, I don't!"
Yotsuya Miko was a bit angry at Tanaka Masao's words.
"If possible, I never want to have the experience of ghosts sleeping with me. I sleep very soundly alone."
Yotsuya Miko stated that she didn't feel anything before, but ever since she awakened her Yin-Yang eyes, Yotsuya Miko cherished her alone time immensely.
[If Tanaka wasn't in the room now, that would be even better. However, since I used him, it would be too heartless to kick him out now. Never mind, I'll make do.]