[Note: This chapter was originally missing—Chapter 65. I've translated it now. Sorry for the inconvenience!]
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The relationship between Mu Xiaoxiao and the Obata mother-daughter pair was a bit complicated.
Truth be told, the moment he placed his mark on them, Mu Xiaoxiao already considered Mrs. Natsumi and Senior Yui as his own. This beautiful mother and daughter could no longer escape his grasp.
As for the earlier talk of gratitude and thank-you gifts—that was just hypnotic suggestion.
But for the Obatas themselves, their relationship with Mu Xiaoxiao was harder to define. Leaving aside Mrs. Natsumi, who had become his "property," the red-haired girl walking beside him now—Obata Yui—
Her connection to him was ambiguous. She'd apologized and thanked him before. She had a boyfriend. She had no official relationship with Mu Xiaoxiao. Yet last night, she'd joined her mother in an absurd night with him.
And this morning, she showed no concern at all. Completely unaware of anything strange, she walked to school beside him with a smile.
Maybe it was the hypnosis... Either way, Obata Yui felt no rejection toward his intimate touches. She even enjoyed them.
The feeling of being filled—stuffed full and swollen—every powerful thrust left her intoxicated.
"Mu-kun, Mom woke up so late she didn't have time to make breakfast. Are you hungry?" Obata Yui held her schoolbag with both hands, walking beside him under the roadside trees. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling the ground.
Dewdrops sparkled as leaves swayed.
Their close posture made them look like lovers—or childhood sweethearts. In Obata Yui's eyes, you could clearly see Mu Xiaoxiao's reflection.
She tilted her head, her gaze full of him.
She opened her bag and pulled out a carton of milk. "I brought this specially~ Mu-kun, you can have it."
"You haven't eaten either. Drink it yourself."
"Hehe, Mu-kun, are you worried about me?" Obata Yui looked happy. She smiled, stuffed the milk into his hands, and easily linked her arm with his. She stared at his face, cute dimples showing.
"I'm fine. You're a boy, and you worked so hard... You need to replenish your energy." Her eyelashes fluttered. "I'm really happy you care about me. And you filled me up so well last night."
"..."
'Yui-senpai, you're acting strange.'
'I used hypnosis, but I didn't make you my slave, did I?'
"Fine, I won't be polite. But I won't take advantage either."
He squinted, thinking. Then he inserted the straw. "Senior Yui, let's share it. Don't refuse. You were tired last night too. Girls need nutrition."
"...Okay."
Obata Yui beamed. Watching him bring the straw to her lips, she blushed and took a sip. Her heart raced—not just from the indirect kiss, but from his tenderness. It made her flutter.
Seeing him drink from the same straw without hesitation, she leaned harder against his arm.
"Good?"
"Delicious. Has a girly milky taste."
He smirked.
"What—what are you saying?" Her cheeks burned.
"Problem? Besides the milk, there's your scent. Isn't that a girl's milky fragrance?"
"..."
She rolled her eyes, blushing harder.
Mu Xiaoxiao opened his status window while enjoying the moment. He planned to spend the fifteen hearts he'd earned yesterday. No special skills he wanted right now.
No point saving.
Attributes it was.
"High-intensity these past two days. Fifteen rounds yesterday alone. Still not at my limit." He sighed. His [Meditation] skill was powerful. Amazing recovery.
No more physical drain.
Time to boost [Wisdom] and [Strength] .
[Strength]: 15 → 20
[Agility]: 10
[Wisdom]: 29 → 39
[Physique]: 18
Fifteen hearts gone. Higher [Wisdom] meant better use of his [Time] ability. Strength was just for fighting.
He clenched his fist, grinning at his growing power.
Lost in his status window, he didn't notice the red-haired girl beside him. Or the other students staring.
Their intimacy drew attention. Obata Yui didn't care. She only had eyes for him.
"Mu-kun... corner of your mouth... got milk."
He didn't hear. But her scent drew closer. Her face kept approaching. He snapped back.
"Hm?"
Senior Yui's cheeks were flushed. Already close, her next move was easy. Before he could react, she lifted her head and pressed her cherry lips to the corner of his mouth.
Mu Xiaoxiao: "..."
Her soft tongue extended. Licked the milk from his lips. Then pulled back. Seeing his strange look, she blushed.
Only a little shy, though. She quickly laughed, eyelashes fluttering playfully. "Hehe, Mu-kun, you're so silly. Using a straw and still getting milk on your mouth... But it's okay! I wiped it off~"
Mu Xiaoxiao: "..."
'What is this romantic atmosphere? You're supposed to be my hypnosis victim. Why are you being sweet? Something's wrong with this plot.'
"Yu... Yui?"
An incredulous voice broke through. Mu Xiaoxiao looked up. Under a nearby tree stood a strange male student, eyes wide, staring at them.
A gust of wind rolled fallen leaves across the ground. Chilled the air.
"Daiki?"
Obata Yui blinked, surprised. Then returned to normal. Still holding Mu Xiaoxiao's arm. Still close.
"You—what are you doing?" The boy—Daiki—paled. "What was that just now?"
"What? Did I do something weird?" She tilted her head. "I just wiped Mu-kun's mouth."
She covered her embarrassed face.
Daiki was dumbfounded.
"Yui, you... who is he? What's your relationship?!"
Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at the girl beside him, then at the boy on the verge of breaking.
'Yui-senpai's boyfriend?'
Interesting. Another suffering soul appears...