The next morning, Yotsuya Miko woke up and stretched. It was wonderful to open her eyes and not see any evil spirits.
She got out of bed and saw Tanaka Masao still sleeping. After a moment's thought, she decided not to disturb him.
She walked out of the room and into the living room, finding her mother and brother already there. She greeted them.
"Good morning."
"Miko, you're up."
Yotsuya Touko looked back and, seeing only Yotsuya Miko, couldn't help but ask,
"Why don't I see Masao?"
Yotsuya Miko replied casually,
"Oh, he's a bit tired and still sleeping."
Yotsuya Kyosuke glanced at Yotsuya Miko and said calmly,
"Sister's spirits seem quite good."
With no evil spirits in her room for once, Yotsuya Miko, having had a good night's sleep, was a little smug.
"Of course, I slept very peacefully last night."
"Is that so?"
Watching Yotsuya Miko go to wash up, the two people and one ghost in the living room fell silent.
[So this is the real Miko?
She usually seems so cool and reserved, but she also has a passionate and uninhibited side.]
Not long after Yotsuya Miko left, Tanaka Masao also emerged from the room.
He was yawning, looking weak and drained, and if you looked closely, you could see faint dark circles under his eyes.
Clearly, he hadn't slept well last night.
Tanaka Masao's poor sleep was partly due to being in an unfamiliar environment, sleeping on a futon he wasn't used to, and mainly because there was a beautiful woman in the room, making it hard not to let his imagination run wild and toss and turn.
Another reason was that, for some unknown reason, the system had given him an unusually large amount of depravity points yesterday, especially at night. The depravity points, which rarely exceeded ten at once, became very common.
Although he had turned off the system's notification sound again, the sudden increase in depravity points made him too excited to sleep. On average, he would check how much it had increased every so often.
Multiple factors contributed to his poor sleep.
"Good morning, Touko, Kyosuke."
"Morning, Masao. Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Ah, a little."
"Is it because of my sister?"
Yotsuya Kyosuke asked curiously.
Hearing the question, Tanaka Masao paused.
What did his poor sleep have to do with Yotsuya Miko? She didn't snore, grind her teeth, or fart when she slept; she was quite quiet.
"It has nothing to do with Miko. It's my own reason; I got a bit too excited."
Yotsuya Touko & Yotsuya Kyosuke: …
Too excited? What was too excited?
Pictures were already forming in their minds: Yotsuya Miko must have been too excited, pulling Tanaka Masao into it again and again.
Only this could explain why their mental states were so different.
[Masao is really working hard, being worn out like this by Miko, yet still gritting his teeth and persevering. Such a good man is hard to find.
However, even though Masao is still young, he shouldn't push himself too hard, or his body will suffer in the long run and he won't be able to keep up in middle age.
It looks like I need to give him some good food to replenish his energy, otherwise, conflicts might arise between them in the future.
Also, how messy must Miko's room be now? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a battlefield after seven wars.
Should I go help her clean up?]
On the other side, Yotsuya Kyosuke looked at Tanaka Masao with a hint of admiration.
[Even though he's been tormented like this by Sister, he still speaks up for her. Masao truly loves Sister; he's a good man.]
Tanaka Masao didn't know what the two of them were thinking. If he did, he would definitely…
…act even weaker to gain more sympathy and make Yotsuya Miko unable to hold her head high at home.
But would that make others misunderstand him as weak?
Never mind, it was all Yotsuya Miko's fault for being insatiable.
…
After greeting them, Tanaka Masao went to the washroom and saw Yotsuya Miko standing at the sink brushing her teeth.
She was leaning slightly forward, and even in loose pajamas, her excellent hip curve was fully visible.
Good opportunity!
Tanaka Masao suppressed his urge to slap her butt and stood next to Yotsuya Miko, beginning to brush his teeth.
Yotsuya Miko glanced at Tanaka Masao. For some reason, she suddenly felt a chill on her butt, as if something was staring at it.
[It must be Tanaka, right? Staring at someone's butt, he really is a dangerous man.]
For some reason, after coming to this conclusion, she suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable all over.
She twisted her waist unnaturally, moving aside to distance herself from Tanaka Masao.
Tanaka Masao didn't notice Yotsuya Miko's small movement; otherwise, he would definitely be taking screenshots like crazy.
He asked,
"So, are there still evil spirits at home?"
"No new evil spirits appeared in my bedroom or bathroom, and I didn't see any elsewhere this morning. It seems they've all hidden, except for one still beside Dad."
There was nothing she could do about that. Yotsuya Miko didn't dare let Tanaka Masao touch that evil spirit.
That evil spirit was practically intertwined with her father's soul; a slight misstep and her father would be gone.
Besides, only this one remained, appearing in a fixed spot, and wouldn't deliberately bother her.
It no longer affected Yotsuya Miko, who had grown quite a bit and significantly strengthened her psychological defenses.
"Oh, is that so? That means I'm quite useful."
Tanaka Masao nodded.
"But Miko, you must be careful not to let your guard down, okay?"
Yotsuya Miko turned her head and blinked, a little confused.
"What if a new evil spirit suddenly runs in and scares you when you're most relaxed? You might wet your pants."
At the mention of wetting her pants, Yotsuya Miko's face immediately flushed.
He just had to bring that up! Was such an embarrassing little secret something to be spoken aloud? It should just be kept in one's heart.
Besides, she hadn't wet her pants in over a dozen hours, okay?
What's wrong with me wetting my pants? What's wrong with me wetting my pants? Haven't you ever wet your pants? Besides, if I wet my pants, couldn't you just help me wash them? Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore.
"Idiot! I've never wet my pants! Never ever!"
Tanaka Masao ran out of the washroom with a grin, and Yotsuya Miko, her face red, chased after him, determined to make him forget about this incident forever.
Watching the two of them arguing so early in the morning, Yotsuya Miko was still blushing, insisting her pants weren't wet.
Ah, youth is wonderful.