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Otome has been able to perfectly utilize her memories, temperament, and abilities at will.
The allure she exuded in every gesture was something a young girl like Kasumigaoka couldn't resist.
He simply winked at the girl.
In an instant, the suggestive message, which seemed to be understood only by adults, made the girl blush to the back of her neck.
Don't tease them.
As soon as Aoba opened the small door and reached the curtain, he noticed Yamabuki Otome's little actions and immediately turned around to warn her.
She looks about the same age as Kasumigaoka.
As a result, because he absorbed all the demonic power and memories of the two great demons, he unknowingly began to regard Otome as a mature woman.
And then they noticed Aoba walking into the kitchen.
With her face flushed, Kasumigaoka carefully turned her head and glanced at the woman who had just been very intimate with the shopkeeper.
only..
She turned her head in that direction and saw only a pale yellow hibiscus flower on the table.
That alluring figure was not there.
Just as she was feeling puzzled, a faint fragrance suddenly wafted to her ears.
"Are you... looking for me?"
The delicate fragrance of mountain flowers reached the tip of Kasumigaoka's nose in the blink of an eye.
The aroma seems to carry a hint of the familiar scent of the shop owner.
"Eh?!"
The girl was startled, and the two little melons couldn't help but jump.
"Hahaha~"
Seeing how timid Kasumigaoka was, Otome couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
He leaned slightly on the table, propping his chin up with one hand, his dark eyes carefully scrutinizing the girl.
"What an adorable child."
"No wonder Lord Aoba likes you..."
what? !
What does Aoba-kun like about me?!
Is it true?
Upon hearing Otome's words, the girl's face flushed even more.
But Kasumigaoka, unwilling to admit defeat, wouldn't give up so easily. Suppressing her shyness, she looked into Otome's eyes:
"She clearly doesn't even look older than me, yet she calls others 'kids'—does she think she's an old woman?"
Xia Shizi's sharp tongue is still on point.
She showed no respect whatsoever to Yamabuki Otome.
It's hard to say there wasn't a hint of envy in her voice, after all, even she had never been that close to the shop manager.
Previously, the focus of our dates was all on shopping, and we forgot how it felt to hold hands.
and..
The girl's eyes were sharp, as if she were a famous detective scrutinizing Yamabuki Otome.
The clothes, though a bit old-fashioned, were indeed very clean.
There were no decorations in her hair, but her naturally smooth black hair was something even she envied.
There were no other accessories, like earrings, and she didn't even wear light makeup.
In addition, she always exudes a delicate floral fragrance.
Kasumigaoka suddenly felt a little inferior.
I think... well, I'm probably, likely, possibly similar to her?
Could it be that the store manager was after her body odor?
The girl imagined Qingye sniffing all over the black-haired girl in front of her, and suddenly felt her face burning hot.
"Eh~? Did you think of something bad?"
As the girl blushed and lowered her head, her composure almost crumbling, Otome covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
But his gaze inevitably drifted towards the little melon of Kasumigaoka.
She glanced down at the melon, which was about the same size as hers.
Is it really because my development didn't catch up?
Lord Aoba really liked this place last time.
Could the demonic power help this place develop a bit more?
The two girls were sitting side by side, but they were thinking about completely different things.
But the protagonist in all those stories was Aoba, who was busy working in the kitchen.
He looked at the kitchen, which was already overflowing with food, and shook his head helplessly.
There are already enough desserts available.
Let's see what else we can do.
Why not try the flower cake from last time?
Otome happened to be there too, so I'll try using the Yamabuki flower she provided.
Aoba thought about lifting the curtain from the back kitchen and looking at Otome, Kasumigaoka, and Koshoko sitting in a row.
Despite being the youngest, Xiaoxiaozi was unexpectedly the one who caused him the least trouble.
He remained calmly seated, taking small bites of his food.
Only...
The two people next to him...
The woman looked at her melon and sighed repeatedly, her face filled with resentment.
Kasumigaoka, standing next to her, was blushing bright red, perhaps thinking of some erotic novel again.
Aoba, who knew Kasumigaoka quite well, shook his head helplessly.
As a light novel author, it's true that Ms. Kasumi Shiko pays attention to market trends, but she just likes to read erotic novels in her spare time.
Even Aoba, who was hearing about it for the first time, was surprised by the contrast.
Oh well, never mind.
Why hasn't this child ever had a real relationship yet? Should I teach her next time?
Aoba was thinking about this for no apparent reason.
Then the sound of the door being pushed open came from outside.
It was Yayu and Song who arrived with their men.
Compared to yesterday, the ranks of Crow Feather and Pine have grown even larger.
There were four people yesterday, and today there are six.
There's also the older sister, Fuka, who used to take care of Aoba's business and is the most reliable older sister among them.
There was also a girl who appeared to be dressed somewhat androgynously.
A white shirt paired with black trousers, and silver-white hair, especially the flat chest...
If it weren't for Sister Feng Hua holding her very affectionately, making her voice some resistance, she would have been fine.
Aoba might really have mistaken her gender.
After all, there are very few women this age who are still flat-chested.
"welcome."
Looking at the ever-growing and larger procession, Aoba secretly rejoiced that Signal had taken over the shop next door today.
Otherwise, the next place might really be unsuitable.
"Miss Feng Hua, Miss Song, your team is getting bigger and bigger."
Aoba said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Ya Yu's expression turned somewhat cold.
Aoba panicked for a moment.
Could it be that he said something wrong?
Instead, Song covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then said with a smile:
"Huh? Don't you welcome me, manager?"
Every time Song jokes with a smile, the heaving of her chest always makes one's heart race.
Fortunately, I've seen plenty of Aoba.
"No, you're more than welcome."
"And also, thank you for your help last night."
Qingye said with a smile. (For the most exciting novels, visit Feilu Novel Network!)
After Ya Yu and the others took their seats, Qing Ye started by asking Ya Yu what he wanted to eat.
As for Karasu's taste, it's still the same thick omelet.
After seeing the parfait on the table in Kasumigaoka, Matsushita ordered a dessert as well.
Miss Feng Hua ordered a plate of braised dishes and a pitcher of beer.