Inside the apartnt.
After Sakurai Saki finished explaining everything—
The white-haired ghost girl pouted, like a puffed-up white cat, glaring at Jinguuji Tamaki who was sitting on the sofa:
"Shiro is not a pet, okay?!"
(੭ꐦ •̀Д•́ )੭
She was rebutting what Sakurai's mother had just said.
"Combat power is practically zero, can't even be summoned without a catalyst. Baby, if you're gonna raise a shikigami, mom suggests picking a different one."
According to Tamaki, this type of shikigami is usually only used by rookie mikos and onmyouji, basically the sa as pets.
"But baby doesn't need a shikigami for combat anyway, right? It's fine just to keep a pretty-looking one~? This little ghost is really cute~" Jinguuji Tamaki smiled, letting out two soft giggles, looking like a seductive fox spirit.
"Of course! Shiro is super adorable!" Yakumo Shiro said proudly with her hands on her hips.
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So stupid, Shiro, you really have sothing wrong with your IQ.
Just one complint and she loses all sense of reality!
"But even if she's that cute, do you really need to exhaust yourself this much?"
Jinguuji Tamaki looked at him worriedly.
She had already felt sothing was off since yesterday!
It's not like Sakurai Saki hasn't encountered dangerous, hard-to-control supernatural powers before. Back then, Tamaki even considered giving up her pure body as a miko to help him.
But Sakurai Saki adamantly refused, even locking himself in the bedroom.
The two of them weren't related by blood, so social morality wasn't really a barrier—but he still insisted on rejecting her.
Tamaki had thought that Sakurai Saki just wasn't into doing those kinds of things.
And yet, after just a few months apart, the yang energy in Sakurai Saki's body had dropped from the size of a balloon to nearly the size of a ping-pong ball.
"Mom… I…" Sakurai Saki sat on the sofa with his head down, blushing—sothing he rarely did.
Being called out on this by his own mom, he still felt a bit of sha.
Mainly, he really had overdone it lately.
It was all because of Hayasaka Ai's inner personality.
Even the strongest ox will get tired from too much plowing! Every single day, she used her mouth, her tail… ahem, in short, it's all her fault!
"Tonight, sleep with mom, I'll help you restore your energy," Jinguuji Tamaki said flatly.
Otherwise, if this depletion keeps going, both his studies and daily life will suffer!
Hearing that, Yakumo Shiro curiously asked, "Ehhh! What does that an? Shiro wants to know!"
She spoke as she sneakily ran behind Sakurai Saki and clung to him.
"Tell ~ tell ~"
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Shiro leaned her head out beside Sakurai Saki's face, acting all clingy, rubbing her soft cheek against his. The two hadn't had any physical contact in quite a while.
Yakumo Shiro was really happy right now.
Her curiosity made Sakurai Saki's face turn even redder.
His mom was talking about so strange way of "restoring energy."
"Dual cultivation technique, an inherited secret art from the Shinto sect." Jinguuji Tamaki didn't avoid the topic at all.
It's a serious technique—why be embarrassed?
"Dual… dual cultivation? Eh!!" Yakumo Shiro's adorable, pretty face instantly flushed bright red like the setting sun.
( ˶°ㅁ°) !!
She hastily let go of Sakurai Saki and fled straight up to the ceiling, disappearing from view.
Mrs. Jinguuji chuckled softly at the sight.
The dual cultivation thod obviously wasn't that kind…
It just involved taking off clothes to increase physical contact.
According to so scumbag n, as long as there's rubbing on the outside, you don't need to put it in.
"Either way, I'm not going to agree to this," Sakurai Saki said helplessly to his mother.
Did she even know what she was saying?
Holding your adopted child to "restore energy"—it's amazing she could even say sothing like that out loud.
"Alright, I won't force you. Baby, whatever you say, mom will do it that way." Jinguuji Tamaki was completely submissive toward Sakurai Saki. Whatever he said, she wouldn't argue.
Even if Sakurai Saki did sothing illegal, Tamaki wouldn't oppose him—on the contrary, she'd probably welco it.
It's been revealed about Yakumo Shiro already, so Sakurai Saki decisively went with the "might as well go all the way" approach, and prepared to call out Shinobu too.
[This is Sakurai, Shinobu Shinobu, if you hear , respond.]
[This is Donut. Master, codena Shinobu needs five donuts to wake up!]
[Sakurai received. Requesting Donut to connect with Shinobu quickly. Situation is urgent!]
[Roger! Beep beep, toot toot. Mmm~(⸝⸝ᴗ﹏ᴗ⸝⸝) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 yawn~~, My Myster, what do you need for? I think I heard you say in my dream you'd give ten donuts~] The voice was tired, brimming with childish innocence.
[My mom is here.]
[...?]Shinobu hesitated for a few seconds.
Then, through the shadow, she observed Jinguuji Tamaki — stunning appearance, amber eyes, and a signature teardrop mole at the corner of her eye.
'This black-haired woman…'
Was not a normal human being.
Shinobu couldn't see clearly, but the power of this opponent was far, far stronger than her even at her peak.
[This is Master's mother? Are you serious?]
[Foster mother.]Sakurai explained.
No way a high schooler's biological mother could still look that young.
[...]
Shinobu stayed silent for a mont, then crawled out from Sakurai Saki's shadow and sat down on his lap.
"And who might this be?" Jinguuji Tamaki asked with confusion.
The blonde little girl in front of her — Mrs. Jinguuji really couldn't make sense of it.
Could it be her adopted son had that kind of taste?
"Baby, I advise you… erm, not that it's necessarily a bad thing, it's just…"
(.Ó﹏Ò.)
Tamaki stamred.
People's preferences could be strange, but they shouldn't be illegal!
Sakurai's face was full of black lines. He explained: "She's a vampire. As for age…"
He was about to say Shinobu was over 500 years old, but was cut off by Shinobu's voice:"Hello, Grandma! I'm Daddy's daughter!"
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Her voice was still as childish as a little kid's.
Around seven years old.
Then, Sakurai Saki noticed that his mother's expression began to look extrely entertaining.
First Tamaki was shocked, then ecstatic for a few seconds, then inexplicably sighed.
"Mom, I'm not married, and I didn't secretly have a kid without telling you."Sakurai Saki could pretty much guess what was going through his mother's head just now.
Having a daughter ＝ already married ＝ held a wedding without inviting Mom ＝ doesn't love Mom anymore.
"Grandma~ Shinobu's mommy ran away from Daddy. Daddy's such a useless man, he couldn't even keep his wife!"
.·°՞(っ-ᯅ-ς)՞°·.Shinobu covered the corner of her eye with her hand, letting out a sobbing sound.
Sakurai Saki reached over and pinched her cheek from behind. "Say another word of nonsense and you're skipping dinner tonight."
"U~ bu~ mumu~."
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Shinobu mumbled unclearly.
Jinguuji Tamaki covered her red lips, giggling softly, as delighted as could be.
She had been acting earlier, completely.
Her son was still living in Kyoto just last year—how could he have a child this old already?
After that, Sakurai Saki gave a brief explanation of what happened during Golden Week.
And the reason why he saved Shinobu.
Next, after finishing dinner and resting a while, Sakurai Saki completed the upcoming teaching plans for the Nakano quintuplets, then got ready to sleep.
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Late at night, Sakurai Saki slowly opened his eyes.
He turned his head. Beside him, his mother was sleeping, her breathing gentle.
It was very warm, so the two of them each had their own thin blanket.
No dual cultivation — in exchange, she simply said she wanted to sleep next to him.
Toward his foster mother, Sakurai Saki still couldn't feel any sexual desire. He wasn't that much of a pervert.
Suddenly—
"Mumm~"
A strange breathing sound ca from near his ear.
Sakurai Saki followed the sound and saw Shiro lying on his chest, fast asleep. Her drool had soaked through his pajamas.
"Baby~" Mrs. Jinguuji next to him was mumbling in her sleep.
Attracted by her voice, Sakurai Saki turned his head back.
He looked at his mother's stunning face, and when he saw she was still sound asleep, he let out a silent sigh of relief.
'This body just keeps deteriorating more and more.'
He really wanted to go back to the days when he had no carnal desire at all.
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