The newly manufactured body, although already completed, still lacked one necessary element before it could be put to use.
Namely, the pilot.
Kaito reached out and gently pressed the top of the girl's head.
As the second personality of Mutsumi, Mortis was not a spiritual entity. She was born within Mutsumi's mental space, another facet of her personality.
If separated rashly, and a small mistake occurred midway, it could cause extremely serious damage to Mutsumi's mind, and Mortis wouldn't get off easy either, possibly ending in a double fatality.
Fortunately, for him, this wasn't a problem. Don't ask why, just divine power of the Nascent Soul Celestial Lord.
"Eh, eh, eh?"
Pulled out of Mutsumi's body by her brother, Mortis floated midair, looked down at her semi-transparent body, and hadn't recovered from the shock, "Did I... turn into a spirit? I feel like I'm floating…"
"Just temporary."
Kaito didn't keep it secret, "After all, spirit form makes possession easier. Alright, Mortis, come try out your brand-new body now. Just slip into it."
Perhaps because it was her first time as a spirit, Mortis found her current state novel, but after hearing her brother's words, she didn't waste more time, she lightly floated into that petite body that looked as if it had been carved from the same mold as Mutsumi.
"Like this… is it done?", Regaining control of her body, Mutsumi couldn't help asking.
"Don't worry."
As if to verify Kaito's words, after a few seconds, the newborn girl who had her eyes tightly shut let out a soft "mm," then opened her eyes like a robot being activated, her dull pupils gradually gained iridescent light.
She had been lying flat on the sofa, but now sat up on her own, blinked her eyes, twisted her arms, tilted her head, the movements were a bit stiff at first, but quickly became natural.
"Looks like you're adapting pretty well."
Kaito let out a sigh of relief. After all, it was his first time making a person, he had worried something might go wrong, but thankfully, it went smoothly.
Just as he was about to say something more, a petite figure dove into his arms. Mortis buried her little head deeply in his chest, her voice somewhat muffled, "...Onii-chan, thank you."
Kaito fell silent for a while. Not because he was moved, but because he suddenly realized a very serious problem.
The body he condensed for Mortis wasn't simple. Composed of the purest moon essence, it would not age, would not get sick, and its lifespan would be unimaginably long.
Only one flaw.
This body, unlike newly created game characters, didn't come with default clothing. Even if you started with nothing in a game, at least you'd get some rags for decency.
'…A miscalculation.'
Kaito had a bit of a headache. He really lacked experience in this area and hadn't considered preparing clothes for Mortis in advance.
The petite girl in his arms had a warm body. Even the blooming flower bud closely pressed to his chest emitted a faintly cold and quiet fragrance, not from petal, not from calyx, but a fragrance that seeped from her very bones.
"Onii-chan, your clothes… something is poking me," Mortis lay on her brother's chest, completely forgetting the matter of changing clothes, just indulging in the reassuring warmth.
But she quickly raised her head, her small hands feeling downward curiously as she asked in confusion, "Is it your phone? It feels really hard."
"…It is the phone," Kaito coughed lightly and grabbed that restless little hand, "Anyway, let's get off me first. Mutsumi, could you go to the room and pick out a set of clothes for Mortis to wear? You two have similar body types, there shouldn't be a size problem."
Mutsumi quietly glanced at the green-haired girl occupying her brother's embrace. Mortis had the same face as her, and at the moment, wore nothing, which gave her the illusion that she herself was lying in her brother's arms.
This strange thought caused a faint blush to rise on the girl's delicate face. She gave a soft "mm" and turned to walk toward the bedroom.
Once Mutsumi left, Mortis still wasn't willing to get off him. She truly had a knack for being spoiled and cute. With that adorable face, Kaito was helpless against her. So he had to make three ground rules with her: no random movements, no random touches, no random groping.
Somehow gave him déjà vu from dealing with Raana in the past.
But thinking about it carefully, these two really had a lot in common: Raana had a childlike innocence, only cared about what interested her, and lacked common sense. Mortis was also only born recently, not even two months old. Her personality was like a childish kid, always asking adults for candy.
Like right now.
Faced with Kaito's three rules, Mortis rolled her eyes but didn't agree right away, instead, she bargained, "Then can I take a bath with Onii-chan tonight?"
After the experience with Mutsumi and Raana, Kaito had become much more accepting of such matters. So he nodded, "You can."
"Then… at night, can I sleep with Onii-chan too?"
That was even less of an issue. He had already shared a bed with Mutsumi before, adding one more person wouldn't matter. Kaito nodded again.
"And also, I want Onii-chan to hold me while, mm! That hurts!"
Enough was enough. One request, two requests, asking for three and beyond was pushing it.
Facing the girl's aggrieved and resentful gaze, Kaito calmly withdrew the right hand he had used to flick her forehead, "There's an old saying: 'Stop while you're ahead.'"
Mortis pouted, though she didn't really feel disappointed deep down.
Rather, having gotten this far, she was already quite satisfied.
Now that she had her own body, she could bathe with Onii-chan like Mutsumi, scrub his back, or the other way around, and sleep on the same bed at night. What more could she ask for?
She couldn't recall where she had seen it, but there was once a definition of marriage: living under the same roof, being close enough to be naked together, sleeping in the same bed at night, and most importantly, having the same surname… Looking at it this way, hadn't she already achieved most of it?
The only thing that didn't meet the requirement was the surname, but that wasn't really a problem. As long as Onii-chan gave the word, she was ready to change her name anytime. She has long since dreamt of it.
As for Mutsumi? "Wakaba" was actually a pretty good surname. While the Wakaba family didn't have an imperial throne to inherit, Minami had built a tremendous foundation for her daughter in the entertainment industry, those connections needed to be passed on.
So as for the calm and uneventful daily life with Onii-chan, she could enjoy that in a small scope, it was better for Mutsumi to peacefully go and be a superstar in the entertainment world.
'Thy brother I shall raise, worry not.'
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