“Is this what happiness feels like?”
The hot spring in the deep mountains returned to calm. It was as if nothing had happened. Miss Silver Demon was helping Mu Xiaoxiao put on his clothes, with a playful and cute expression on her face. She was still wearing that maid outfit.
Nothing had changed.
But as a Silver Demon, she finally got a taste of flesh.
‘I am also master’s woman now—’
Her gaze at Mu Xiaoxiao was filled with tenderness.
Additionally, some changes had occurred in her body. How should it be put… The difference between a woman and a girl after such an experience was clear, especially for a Silver Demon. She was now much more charming than before.
Every gesture exuded a strong, seductive aura.
As for the significant increase in power within her body… she didn’t care much about it.
“Shizuka, have you gotten stronger?”
“Yes,” Shizuka belatedly lowered her head, “The power has increased, thanks to master’s life essence, which is highly nourishing, and along with the love energy—”
She smiled.
“…”
Ayaka, who had just put on her clothes, walked over, immediately feeling a pang of jealousy.
“Mu-kun, the two of you, right in front of me… that’s too much, isn’t it?” Her voice was tinged with jealousy.
“If I remember correctly, you were staring the whole time, watching everything?” Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyebrow twitched, “Little pervert, and you have the nerve to call me out?”
“…”
“But I don’t mind; if you like to watch, go ahead.”
Ayaka bit her lip, “Then take off your pants, I want to keep watching!”
Mu Xiaoxiao: “…”
Damn it!
Inn, dining hall—
Mu Xiaoxiao was eating and drinking to his heart’s content. It must be said, Japanese cuisine really comes in small portions. The small piece of cod in his bowl was gone in one bite. Sea urchin, tofu, matsutake soup, steamed crab egg custard…
All were just tiny portions.
Though the dishes were authentic Japanese cuisine, the portions were way too small. And they insisted on using big bowls for these tiny servings, damn it!
Fortunately, Natsuha next to him knew his appetite. Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao finish his food in just a few bites, she brought him more rice and dishes before kneeling back down on the tatami.
She tilted her head slightly and watched him eat with a smile, her long, smooth hair spreading out on the ground.
Adding a touch of youthful sweetness to the hot summer season.
“Finally, something decent,” he said as he accepted the rice and adjusted the large plate of food in front of him, eating as he spoke.
“This was something Shizuka prepared on the spot… Xiaoxiao, are you not used to Japanese food? After all, you’re a foreigner,” Natsuha chuckled.
“No, no, I have no problem with the taste; it’s just that the portions are too small.”
“I know, I know, because Xiaoxiao can eat a lot,” Natsuha handed him another bowl, “Actually… for a while now, Yukiya has been learning Chinese cooking, and Shizuka, as well as the rest of us, are trying too.”
“That’s great.”
Mu Xiaoxiao smacked his lips. He really did miss the food from home.
“But Chinese cooking is a bit challenging, and there’s not much time to learn. It might take until summer vacation,” Natsuha’s fingers glided across the tatami, her beautiful nails making a slight scraping sound.
Speaking of summer vacation, Natsuha’s expression hesitated, suddenly showing a shy, girlish demeanor. Such an expression was rare on her face, and Mu Xiaoxiao, busy eating, didn’t notice it.
Natsuha secretly glanced at his face, finally clenched her fists, and leaned slightly towards him, her collar open, revealing a large area of creamy white skin, radiant with spring beauty.
“Xiaoxiao… during the summer vacation, Yamano Nagahiro said he wants to come and find me.”
“Who’s Yamano Nagahiro?” Mu Xiaoxiao paused his eating.
“…”
Natsuha chuckled, her chest swaying as she did, “He’s my childhood friend, Yamano Nagahiro… But you probably haven’t met him much. He doesn’t attend school in Tokyo.”
“Oh, that guy,” his eyes moved from the terrifying cleavage within her collar as he remembered, “I recall now, you guys are pretty close?”
“We are childhood friends, but just regular childhood friends,” Natsuha moved a little closer, the sweet fragrance of a young girl wafting over, “The one I like is definitely you, Xiaoxiao…”
“I’ve already told him about us,” Natsuha said somewhat helplessly, “But it seems that Yamano Nagahiro isn’t willing to accept it.”
“Is he trying to cause trouble for me?” Mu Xiaoxiao was startled.
“Even if he does, you wouldn’t be afraid, right?” She rolled her eyes at his feigned shock, “Besides, I’m definitely on your side. I just told you this because I was worried you might misunderstand.”
