The girl shook her head, stopped overthinking, and sent a reply, [Right now? Then I'll go call Kita and the others.]
He replied quickly.
[No need to bother the others. Just come by yourself.]
[Oh right, remember to bring a set of clean underwear. We'll need it later.]
Nijika: "..."
Nijika: "?"
'W-wait a sec! What's with the underwear?'
'And what does "we'll need it later" even mean? What kind of situation needs a change of underwear?'
'C-could it be...'
'Is this really not just me overthinking?'
'No, no, no... But even so, this is way too sudden, right? There's no mental preparation at all!'
Nijika felt like her CPU might be overheating, her head was buzzing.
She typed clumsily.
[Isn't... isn't this a bit too sudden...?]
'Sudden?'
'Nijika probably means that she doesn't have time to prepare clean underwear, right?'
'After all, this really is an unexpected situation. Not being prepared is completely normal.'
Kaito pondered for a moment and replied.
[Sudden? Now that you mention it, it is a bit.]
[If it's really inconvenient, then forget it. I'll ask Kita instead.]
Nijika: "!!!"
'Th-this is a threat, isn't it!'
'If I refuse, he's going to go after Kita?'
"Ijichi-san, you wouldn't want Kita to get hurt, would you? Then be a good girl and cooperate!"
A scenario like this surfaced uncontrollably in her mind, Kaito with a cold expression cornering her against a wall, lowering his head slightly, gently licking her earlobe, like a lone wolf who had set his sights on his prey.
Nijika's pretty face turned beet red.
'N-no way!'
'As the leader of the Kessoku Band, I have a responsibility to protect everyone in the group!'
'Little Kita's purity, I'll be the one to protect it!'
Her slender white fingers trembled slightly, filled with the tragic spirit. She nervously typed:
[No! Don't go to Kita!]
[I-I'll come over right away...]
'Why the sudden change of mind?'
'Did she find clean underwear after all?'
But Kaito didn't think too much and casually replied, [I'll be waiting in my room.]
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Chapter 80: Nijika Is a Woman Who Can Become My Mother!
The phone screen went dark again, extinguishing the only light source, and the room fell into darkness once more.
In an environment where she couldn't see her fingers in front of her, Nijika patted her cheeks, trying hard to cool down her burning face.
But the effect was minimal.
The moment she thought about the things that might happen later, her heart began to pound like a deer bouncing around.
Most schools in Japan have dedicated health education classes starting from elementary school.
Because of this, even a pure and flawless girl isn't unfamiliar with theoretical knowledge in that area.
Not to mention, under the corruption of a certain classmate named Scummy Ryou, who refuses to reveal her name, Nijika had also come into contact with part of an unspeakable youth energisation material.
Many of the contents inside, even just a fleeting glance, were enough to make her blush and her heart race.
Just thinking that the scenes and positions she had once seen might happen to herself
'No, no way! I can't think about it anymore!'
'It's all just to protect Kita's purity! A helpless measure, that's all!'
Nijika shook her little head like a rattle-drum, trying to get rid of all those shameful fantasies, then opened her suitcase and began picking out the underwear she would wear later.
Most of her clothes were bought together with her sister. Since the sisters had similar figures, their bra sizes were basically carved from the same mold, so even if they swapped, it didn't matter.
The styles were all very simple, either pure white or pink, with cute little bear patterns, looking very childish.
After hesitating for a while, Nijika chose the safer white one. At least it didn't look that childish.
After finishing everything, she took a deep breath and opened the door, but didn't rush out.
Like a thief, she peeked left and right in the hallway, and then quietly listened to the sounds from the next room. After making sure no one was around, she nervously approached the door diagonally across and gently knocked.
"Kaito-san may I come in?"
After just a few seconds, the tightly shut door opened.
"Sorry for bothering you so late."
Kaito stepped aside, "But after thinking it over, Nijika-san is still the most suitable person."
'The most, most suitable person?'
'So in Kaito-san's heart, I I'm this important?'
Nijika shyly twirled the side ponytail near her ear and walked into the room.
"A-Anyway you called me over because", Her voice stopped abruptly as her wine-red eyes accidentally met the gaze of a green-haired girl on the sofa, who wore only a white shirt and was sitting in a duck-style position.
The girl tilted her head, looking at her curiously.
Nijika: "?"
She thought she was seeing things.
Otherwise, why would she see a strange girl in Kaito-san's room?!
But that wasn't the end of it.
The newly born Kumiko was very clingy. Seeing Kaito return, she instantly showed a bright smile and opened her small arms, "Daddy! Hug!"
'W-Wait a second.'
'What did she say?'
'Daddy?'
That word was like a thunderbolt, completely stunning Nijika.
She couldn't imagine, 'Since when did Kaito-san have such a grown-up daughter?'
'More importantly who's the mother?'
"I told you, don't call me Daddy", Kaito sighed, not bothering to argue. He turned to look at Nijika, who was still in shock.
"Let me introduce, this is Kumiko Hmm, her surname is also temporarily mine, so just call her Kumiko," He briefly explained the situation, finally saving the shattered worldview of the almost-broken angel.
"So, Kumiko is actually the sword spirit born from Murakumomaru?"
"That's right."
'I see,' Nijika patted her not-so-bouncy chest, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
Just based on appearance, Kumiko looked at least like a high school student. If she really were Kaito's biological daughter, that would be beyond perverted. Even doujins wouldn't dare draw that. [T/N: I wouldn't be so sure]
"But why is she calling you Daddy?"
"Maybe because I was the first person she saw when she opened her eyes."
Kaito shrugged, "I tried correcting her, telling her to call me master, but it didn't really work. It'll take time."
"Having a girl that looks the same age calling you 'master' that's not normal either!", Nijika glared at him, then noticed little Kumiko curiously watching them and couldn't resist reaching out to touch her soft-looking green hair.
"Kumiko-chan, right?"
Kumiko's eye color was the same as Nijika's, wine red, but filled with clear stupidity.
She seemed to be thinking of something, then happily shouted, "Mommy!"
"Ehh?"
Nijika quickly glanced at Kaito beside her and frantically denied, "I-I'm not your Mommy! You've got the wrong person!"
But little Kumiko didn't care and seemed pretty stubborn.
"Mommy!"
"D-Don't call me that!"
"Mommy!"
"I told you, I'm not"
"Mommy!"
"Ugh"
Back and forth like that, the girl couldn't beat Kumiko's persistence.
She had no choice but to half-reluctantly accept the title.
She hadn't even been in love before, and now she suddenly had a daughter about the same age as her.
'And that daughter is with Kaito-kun, our child.'
Nijika, shy and flustered, had a thousand thoughts in her heart, but in the end, they all turned into one sentence, "Kumiko-chan, you've really made things hard for me."
But having always taken care of her sister and Ryou, it didn't feel much different from raising two daughters.
Nijika quickly got her emotions under control and decided to help Kumiko get dressed.
Just wearing underwear wasn't enough. She was a girl, after all. Wearing a boy's white shirt just didn't seem right.
She returned to her room to get some of her clothes and helped Kumiko change.
Kumiko was very obedient, staying in the duck-sit position and letting Nijika dress her.
As for Kaito, he had already consciously turned around, giving space for this "mother-daughter" duo.
A moment later.
"All done!", Nijika clapped her hands, satisfied with her work.
A white, blazer-style uniform for girls, paired with a black pleated skirt, white puffy socks, and a pair of brown leather shoes.
A very student-like outfit, yet youthful and beautiful. It made Nijika want to take a picture as a keepsake.
"It really suits her," Kaito stroked his chin and gave his approval.
"Hehe~", Nijika bashfully fiddled with her fingertips, "It's just that Kumiko-chan is too cute. Even in a potato sack, she'd still look pretty."
She paused, then proactively said, "As for tonight why don't Kumiko-chan sleep with me?"
"Kumiko is a spirit; she can actually sleep inside Murakumomaru."
"How could that be okay?", Nijika shook her head like a rattle-drum, "A cold spirit body definitely isn't as comfortable as a proper bed."
"And besides, I want to chat with her too."
It really felt like Nijika had stepped into the role of a mother.
Kaito nodded, not objecting.
"As long as you don't mind her disturbing your rest, I've got no problem."
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Chapter 81: Let Me Check If Your Development Is Normal!
The next day, early morning.
In the restaurant, Kita looked at the yawning, spiritless blond-haired girl next to her, even her signature ahoge drooping with fatigue, and after holding back for a while, still couldn't help but ask, "Nijika, last night... you didn't get any rest, did you?"
Otherwise, why would she look like she pulled an all-nighter?
Gremlin Ryou, focused on dealing with the fried egg on her plate, calmly responded upon hearing this, "Don't tell me you snuck into someone's room to do bad things."
"Cough! Cough! Cough!", Nijika was drinking porridge, and almost choked when she heard that. After finally recovering, she looked at her with a bit of horror, 'How did Ryou know?'
"Wait a minute, don't tell me I actually guessed right?", Seeing her expression, Gremlin Ryou also lost her composure, 'I was just joking. Could it be Nijika really snuck out?'
The other girls also looked over, some surprised, some excited, some envious.
Seeing the misunderstanding deepen, Nijika quickly waved her hand to refute, "That's not it. I-it was some personal matters"
She didn't rashly reveal the existence of Kumiko, since she didn't fully understand Kaito's thoughts. Of course, she couldn't decide for him.
After returning to the room with Kumiko last night, Nijika had been looking forward to bonding with her nominal daughter.
But she quickly realized something was off.
As a sword spirit, Kumiko didn't need to rest.
Since she was just born, though she looked like a young high school girl, her mental age was that of a child.
And children always love to play, so she clung to her mama to play games.
Not wanting to disappoint her daughter, Nijika ended up playing with her all night.
They played until the sky began to brighten, and only then did Kumiko contentedly return to daddy's room.
As for Nijika, she finally got a short nap.
But she didn't sleep long, soon it was breakfast time.
At best, she had slept less than an hour. It would be strange if she wasn't sleepy now.
Kaito slowly finished the sakura sushi on his plate, as if he had long expected this situation, "I told you she would bother you You believe it now, right?"
Nijika pouted with a bitter face and nodded.
"She?", Gremlin Ryou looked suspicious, "I feel like there's some secret between you two that we don't know about"
"It's not really a secret," Kaito called out, "Kumiko."
The Murakumomaru quietly placed next to him buzzed, a faint white light glowing on its blade.
Next second
A green-haired girl in a school uniform appeared, landing neatly in an empty seat.
This scene of someone appearing out of nowhere startled everyone. Even Yumiko almost snapped her chopsticks.
"Let me introduce, Kumiko. She is the sword spirit of Murakumomaru."
Everyone here was a close friend, and there were no inn staff around, so Kaito had no intention of hiding it, nor was there a need to.
"Sword spirit?", This term, which sounded very fantastical, lit up the golden eyes of Gremlin Ryou.
'She looks no different from a human, yet she is born of a divine blade?'
For once, she even shared her tamagoyaki on her plate. Using her chopsticks, she picked one up and held it to Kumiko's mouth.
"This, for you."
Kumiko, completely unguarded, opened her mouth and ate it in one bite.
But just then, the seemingly kind Gremlin Ryou reached out her fair little hand and seriously said, "Three thousand yen please. How will you pay?"
Kumiko: "?"
'Are you trying to scam me?'
The newly born little sword girl deeply felt the cruelty of the world.
"No money?", Gremlin Ryou finally bared the fangs of a big bad wolf, "In that case, pay with your body!"
"Come, let me check if your development is normal."
Smack!
At the critical moment, Mama Nijika stepped forward.
A merciless forehead flick successfully stopped Gremlin Ryou from bullying even a just-born child.
Kita was already used to scenes like this.
Although Ryou used to be her admired idol, after getting to know her deeply, that idol filter had long shattered to dust.
Rather than defending Gremlin Ryou, the normie girl was more interested in Kumiko.
Yumiko was no exception, and even Bocchi mustered her courage and curiously moved closer to Kumiko, wondering how she differed from ordinary humans.
Thus, breakfast continued for a long time in such a lively atmosphere.
With the Vengeful Spirits no longer a threat, Hoori returned to peace.
In the days that followed, Kaito and his group lived leisurely, taking Kumiko around to play, fishing in the back mountain, digging wild vegetables, soaking in hot springs...
Kumiko also gradually learned a lot of common knowledge about this world from her initial innocence.
Aside from still calling Kaito "daddy" and Nijika "mama," she was no different from a normal teenage girl.
