Animania: Everyone Loves Me

["I-is this something I can see without spending money?"]

Mortis, who had already been mentally shut in like an ostrich for a long time, now was back to full health.

In the consciousness space decorated like a stage theater, the girl in a red and black performance outfit had her pretty face flushed bright red, both hands covering her eyes. But the gaps between her fingers subconsciously widened, staring dead-on at the TV screen in front of her, afraid to miss even a single detail.

Mutsumi: "..."

Little Mutsumi was silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, 'Your appearance reminds me of a idiom.'

["Hm? What word?"], Mortis still hadn't looked away.

'Covering your ears while stealing a bell.'

Mortis: "..."

["N-no such thing!"]

After a long silence, Mortis turned red in the face, muttering some hard-to-understand things like, "Sensory enjoyment doesn't count as peeping… When it's a matter of a sub-personality, can it be called peeping?" and "It's just critical appreciation," making the air everywhere full of joy.

Mutsumi sighed.

Though evaluating her own sub-personality like this felt somewhat improper…

Still, she felt Mortis was really hopeless.

["Eh? Why did it stop below?"]

Mortis, however, couldn't bother with Little Mutsumi's opinion right now, her whole heart was occupied by another matter.

As the camera gradually moved downward, the scene shown on the TV screen also began to change.

However, the content turned out to be a big disappointment.

Where it should have been blushing and heart-pounding, was now blocked by annoying fabric.

Not only covering all the secrets tightly, but also greatly reducing the interest.

It felt like spending half an hour picking study material, finally choosing a concubine, just about to make great effort, only to discover the heroine was actually a trap, instantly losing all interest.

However…

Mortis's face suddenly turned red again.

She recalled that night not long ago, the scene she had accidentally seen.

Back then, Soyo looked like she was having a lot of fun.

'Once I have a body of my own…'

'Can I also, together with Onii-chan, experience that kind of thing?'

Steam in the bathroom was growing thicker, hazing the view.

But this wasn't a problem for Kaito. Every corner visible to his eyes, even a speck of dust was clearly revealed.

Although he hadn't intentionally used spiritual sense to probe anything, just with his extremely sharp eyesight, he still saw some… rather indescribable scenery.

This couldn't be helped.

The bathroom was already not large in area, and though Raana and Little Mutsumi were properly wrapped in bath towels, the effect was still quite limited.

Not to mention Raana, for all her minor curves, she didn't look much different from a certain Chihaya who refused to be named. But considering her young age, one could still say her future looked promising.

It was Little Mutsumi who surprised him.

This doll-like, delicate girl belonged to the petite type. Usually in her Tsukinomori uniform, it wasn't obvious, but now without clothes, even though far from being on par with Soyo or Yumeko, she could rival Kumiko, a size just right to be held in one hand.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly a small hand appeared before him, poking his lower abdomen.

Silver-haired girl, bored and tilting her head from the too-hot water, curiously said, "Onii-chan-chan, this part feels hard."

Kaito snapped back to reality and saw Raana happily feeling him up and down like a cat who'd found her favorite toy. He couldn't help but raise sword fingers and knocked her little head.

"Don't say weird things."

"Hmm?", Raana blinked innocently, a bit confused, "But, it's clearly way harder than me."

As she said it, she lifted her bath towel, revealing a small section of dazzling white abdomen, smooth and soft, as if proving she wasn't lying.

"..."

Facing the girl's innocent heterochromatic eyes, Kaito felt rare guilt.

He actually suspected Raana was making subtle innuendos…

A cat who only plays guitar and eats parfait, what bad thoughts could she possibly have? This girl never beat around the bush. She was undoubtedly a frank and pure good child.

"Onii-chan, need help scrubbing your back?", Mutsumi on the side also turned on the shower at this time. Her jewel-like eyes slightly moist in the steamy mist, she raised her bath towel with a face full of obedience and looked over.

In Japan, there's the habit of rinsing off before soaking in the bath to clean away dirt. When family members bathe, it's also common to help scrub each other.

Kaito had heard of such customs, so he didn't find it strange and simply shook his head to indicate no need.

As a cultivator, keeping his body spotless was basic operation. Bathing was more of a spiritual enjoyment for him, so he naturally didn't need extra steps.

Little Mutsumi gently "mm"ed, not too disappointed. After pausing a moment, she added, "Then… can I trouble Onii-chan to help wipe my back?"

"..."

Kaito was silent for two seconds.

'Is it an illusion?'

'I feel like I walked into some sort of trap.'

But… seeing the green-haired girl's slightly dependent and hopeful gaze.

'Forget it. Since we are already bathing together, wiping the back doesn't seem like such a big deal.'

"I want it too," Unable to hold back, Raana raised her hand to join in.

Wiping one back was wiping, wiping two was still wiping, Kaito sighed and, in the end, didn't refuse.

Since backs were to be wiped, wearing bath towels wasn't an option.

Mutsumi brought a small chair from the living room and sat on it with her back to Kaito. Her smooth green hair was tied up, revealing a slender neck line. The tips of her delicate ears turned red from the steam, like cherry blossom petals blooming on spring branches.

She lowered her head slightly, hiding her expression. But from the tense line of her spine, one could tell the girl's heart was not quite calm.

"Onii-chan, I'm ready."

Kaito sat behind her, slightly lowering his head. He could see the girl's fair and delicate skin, her beautiful shoulder blades faintly visible, moving slightly with her breath, like a butterfly folding its wings.

The distance between them was extremely close. Though because of the angle he couldn't see anything particularly indecent, just the environment itself was enough to stir some thoughts.

Clearing all distractions from his mind, when he opened his eyes again, they were clear as water.

He gave a light "mm," just about to begin.

But right then, a rapid alert chime rang out.

He reached out, and the phone on the rack flew over on its own.

Unlocking the screen, a video call notification popped up.

[Caller: Nagasaki Soyo]

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