"I'm back," Changing shoes at the entrance, Kaito came into the living room and, as usual, greeted the green-haired girl quietly sitting on the sofa watching TV.
Hearing the familiar voice, Mutsumi, who was holding a cat in her arms, only slightly turned her head and showed a faint smile.
"Welcome home, Onii-chan."
She had already heard the movement at the door earlier, so she immediately deleted her viewing history and search records. Successfully restoring the TV to its original state before her brother entered the house, she wasn't worried at all that he'd notice any flaws and expose her plan.
Kaito indeed didn't suspect anything. He always felt reassured about little Mutsumi, that was trust gained in contrast to a certain subordinate secretary who dared to act above her station.
Compared to that bold and outrageous Sakiko, who dared to satisfy her lustful desires while he slept, little Mutsumi was indeed the most considerate little sister. Even as a boy and girl living alone, she still maintained her integrity and never crossed any lines with him.
That's called a good reputation.
Letting out a soft "mm," he took two steps forward and rubbed the soft long hair of the little girl, "Waited too long, huh? Sorry, I got delayed by some unexpected situation."
"It's okay," Mutsumi shook her head, her clear eyes bright as lights, "As long as Onii-chan comes back, that's all that matters."
Who wouldn't love such an obedient and understanding sweetheart?
Kaito suddenly understood why in this world there existed a creature known as a "siscon." Even he seemed to be slowly developing in that direction.
Of course, there were many types of siscons, falling in love with your sister and loving your sister are two different things.
The former deserves to get their legs broken. The latter is still within the scope of familial love and not entirely hopeless.
"Why don't I see Sakiko?", Mutsumi tilted her head again, her green long hair swaying like willow branches in the wind.
This movement best showcased the softness and beauty of femininity. After living with her brother for so long, she had also discovered some of his preferences, like his particular fondness for "long straight hair", so she had always been grateful she inherited her mother's green long hair. Like precious silk, it should be quite pleasing to her brother.
"She stayed at the Togawa house. Might be a few days before she comes back."
Kaito didn't hide anything and briefly explained what happened. After a pause, he then said, "Right, where's Mortis?"
["Here, here, Onii-chan, I'm here!"]
Mortis, who had been eavesdropping with perked ears, instantly perked up upon hearing her name, ["Mutsumi, hurry up and let me out! Onii-chan wants to talk to me!"]
Ever since she had accidentally witnessed the intense battle between Soyo and Onii-chan last time, she hadn't come out for a long time.
At first, she didn't know how to face Onii-chan. Then, when her mindset had calmed down, she couldn't snatch control of the body.
Mutsumi didn't trust her, always thinking she'd mess things up.
That kind of underestimation made Big Mortis very displeased. Did she really look like someone that reckless?
But unfortunately, Mutsumi's control over the body was significantly stronger than hers, so even though Mortis had a fire burning inside and wanted to prove herself, as long as Mutsumi didn't hand over control, she could only continue being a bystander. Even if something really did happen between Mutsumi and Onii-chan, she could only stand off to the side and watch.
But now, the history of being strangled by split personality is a thing of the past.
With Onii-chan backing her up, trifling Mutsumi. Just a pawn showing off a signboard, easily defeated.
"Onii-chan, do you need something with Mortis?", Mutsumi blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes reminiscent of butterflies fluttering in autumn.
Kaito couldn't resist rubbing her head again, "I mentioned before I would help her make a physical body. The preparation is complete now, we can start trying."
"Alright," Mutsumi nodded sweetly and didn't press further. Once she closed her eyes and then opened them again, her brilliant golden pupils shone, and her entire aura had undergone a complete transformation.
The young girl's pretty face lit up with an extremely radiant smile, and she happily pounced into Kaito's arms, clinging to him like a koala and refusing to let go, "Onii-chan!"
Although Mutsumi was also cute, she really had too few facial expressions most of the time. Beautiful, yes, but more like a lifeless doll.
In contrast, Mortis, who had a personality completely opposite to Mutsumi's, was much more vibrant when controlling this body. Acting spoiled and being playful came naturally to her. Mutsumi could only perform eight points of cuteness, but Mortis brought out a full ten. She was truly a top-tier pilot.
'So this is what Onii-chan feels like?'
Mortis wrinkled her perky little nose. Although sharing senses and personally experiencing it were still vastly different. Before, it was like watching a movie through a screen: exciting, but you're just a bystander who can't do anything. But now, it was like entering the set, freely interacting with your favorite actor, and even customizing your own script. The experience was worlds apart.
"Alright, if you want to act spoiled, wait until you have your own body," Kaito could understand Mortis' excitement. He wasn't bothered by her overly affectionate behavior. With a casual snap of his fingers, countless crystals as clear and bright as moonlight floated into the air. In the girl's surprised yet delighted gaze, they gathered and merged together.
There was no celestial phenomenon, no divine light shining, there didn't need to be. The process of creating a body wasn't difficult, just extremely tedious.
Kaito didn't often do this sort of thing. In fact, this was the first time he had ever helped someone else shape a body. How to put it, it felt a bit like building a plastic model, only more complex. After all, the level of detail in the human body far surpassed even the most expensive model kits.
The template for the new body used Mutsumi's as reference, with no changes in figure or appearance. Mortis didn't object, since she was already used to it. A sudden change in face would've felt awkward even to her.
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Half an hour later—
"Done."
After focusing intently for quite some time, Kaito stretched lazily. In front of him was a petite female body with eyes tightly shut, long green hair, porcelain-white skin, even the length of her eyelashes looked like they'd been copied from Mutsumi. The resemblance was so close that even someone like Mori Minami would be dumbfounded and start suspecting whether she had given birth to twins back then.
"Hooray! Onii-chan, I love you to death!", Mortis cheered, wrapped her arms around Kaito's neck, and gave him a big smooch. Her greatest wish had come true, this was the only way she could express her inner joy.
Living without a body was really miserable, like being a poor kid freeloading at a relative's house. Sure, you could share a room and computer with your cousin, but when your aunt crossed her arms and yelled like a lion, you still had to hang your head and obediently go downstairs to buy milk and sausages. Plus, your cousin liked reading Comic Novels.
For her, Kaito creating a body was equivalent to a homeless refugee being picked up by a powerful lord, one who fed you, clothed you, and even buried your dead relatives. Even in ancient Japan, such kindness would be enough to make a fallen samurai draw his blade and die for you.
Too bad she wasn't a samurai. She was a little girl. No ability to pick up a sword and help cut down enemies.
So she'd have to repay him in another way.
For example, offering her body and soul wouldn't be bad.
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