I endured the humiliation and humiliation while being besieged by the ghost story elder sister.

This seemingly exhausting workload gave him a headache; no wonder Arisa had made him come here to do the hard labor…

"What kind of things are inside?"

Having already found a utility knife and was about to start working, Xi Ling asked her with some curiosity.

"Well~ it's just some clothes, magazines, comics, and stuff like that. I'm counting on you for all of these, Mio~"

"Eh?"

Seeing that Arisa looked like she was sneaking upstairs to slack off, Nozomi quickly grabbed her hem and glared at her in annoyance.

"You come and help me out too!"

However, just as Arisa was about to explain to him, a soft meow came from the bedroom upstairs.

"That's... a cat's meow?"

He had never heard Alissa mention before that she had ever owned a pet.

"It's my little black cat~"

As she finished speaking, it seemed she had heard her master's voice.

A dark figure dashed down the stairs and pounced into Arisa's arms, brazenly stepping on her soft, bear-like breasts.

"Berlos~ Look, this is the Nozomi I've been telling you about~ Isn't it cuter to see her in person than just in photos?"

She brought the cat's fluffy ears close to her cheek and whispered to it.

But what was unexpected was...

The cat, held in Arisa's hand, first glanced at the boy who was staring at it with its beautiful heterochromatic eyes.

then.

Peros was actually somewhat dissatisfied, and turned to the girl and whispered something.

"Clearly, I can easily handle moving, so why did you bring this human into our home, Miss?"

"What, is that not allowed?"

Her beautiful, wine-red eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Beros in her arms, seemingly somewhat displeased with its behavior.

Seeing this, Peros didn't dare to continue throwing his tantrum.

After being put down by Arisa, it hung its head and ran to Nozomi's feet, rubbing its fluffy head against him.

After seeing its owner smile and nod, it quietly went back upstairs.

"Hey~ I haven't even had a chance to touch Boros yet!"

"Let's wait a bit. It just woke up and probably isn't in the mood to play. We'll go upstairs later and let you see Pegasus's backflip, Mio~"

Surely, her little maid could manage a backflip... Arisa thought to herself.

After Peros left, the two of them sat down on the floor and started dismantling the cardboard boxes piled up to the side.

This felt to Himo like opening a blind box. Besides fashion magazines that girls usually read, there were also some shoujo manga and novels.

But what bothered him most was that he would occasionally see Arisa's underwear and panties, which were also placed in the box.

Even Arisa, who usually acts like a seasoned veteran driver, would occasionally have a blush creep across her fair face.

They worked tirelessly, unpacking the cardboard boxes one by one, from morning until noon.

Even with the air conditioning on in the room, Nozomi was sweating profusely and felt sticky and uncomfortable.

"Phew~ It's finally done!"

After sorting and placing the last stack of magazines on the bookshelf, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and slumped onto the floor.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mio~ How about you take a shower first, and then we'll go have lunch?"

Arisa, who was sitting on the sofa, was tidying up with someone, but now acted as if nothing had happened. There was not a trace of fatigue on her face.

For some reason, Ximiao felt that she seemed a little happy, which was strangely unsettling; she was probably plotting something mischievous again…

"But I didn't bring any spare clothes..."

"Just wear mine, that's fine~" she said, pretending not to care.

Just when Nozomi finally managed to help Arisa finish moving.

In the leisure area on the 68th floor.

Besides the private room where Arisa and the others were, there was also a bar on this floor, but it was a quieter type.

After all, it wouldn't be good if you disturbed other people's rest.

Fanxia, ​​still wearing sunglasses and a mask, seemed completely unconcerned about the strange looks she was getting. Holding a cocktail, she stared intently down the corridor.

It's been three hours!

That's enough for that damned demon to devour her adorable little Mio, then destroy the evidence and clean up the scene!

If it weren't for her strategist's strong dissuasion, she would have already broken down the door and frozen that devil into an ice block.

"How much longer?! Is your precognitive ability even real?"

Fanxia, ​​who was almost obsessed, began to attack her own strategist.

"Almost there, almost there! Don't rush it. Haste makes waste, haven't you heard?"

Author's Note: A humiliated cat performs a backflip online to please its owner's boyfriend...

惨~

Chapter Eighteen: A Wonderful Misunderstanding

"Madam, you've already had your ninth drink. It's about time you went to a restaurant for a meal... Drinking any more won't be good for your stomach..."

In the bar, the bartender, who felt his arthritis was about to flare up, had a slight twitch at the corner of his eye.

He couldn't help but wonder if the woman in front of him was here to sabotage his business.

Every time, she orders the cocktail that takes the longest to prepare, the one that he shakes for the longest time; she's clearly trying to exhaust him.

This woman is trying to kill him!

However, unaware that she was about to drive the bartender crazy, Fanxia looked at the still deserted corridor and couldn't help but sigh.

She then slammed the empty wine glass forward onto the bar.

"Continued Cup."

Although it's called a cocktail, it tastes more like fruit juice and isn't very intoxicating; she even thought it was quite delicious.

"...I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm now planning to resign."

"Huh? Is it that sudden?"

Just as Fanxia was at a loss about the bartender's sudden resignation.

In the corridor, the slender figure she had been longing for finally passed by the entrance of the bar.

Upon seeing this, she immediately stood up and put on her sunglasses and mask to avoid being recognized by Xi Ling.

Before leaving, he made sure to pay for the drinks.

After leaving the bar, she followed the two men into the elevator, where she stood quietly in a corner, trying not to attract attention.

however.

It might be his imagination, but Ximiao felt that the older sister standing behind him looked somewhat familiar, especially the sunglasses and mask she was wearing.

She looks a bit like Honoka-nee...

But after smelling the strong, fruity scent characteristic of cocktails emanating from the suspicious older woman, he dispelled his doubts.

After all, if it really was Fanxia who came here with him, she probably wouldn't be so irresponsible as to go drinking... Ximiao thought to herself.

What he didn't see was Fanxia, ​​who was standing behind him, secretly observing him.

When she saw clearly the clothes the boy was wearing, and the pair of long, fair legs beneath the hem, she was completely horrified.

The T-shirt and shorts that Ximiao was originally wearing were nowhere to be seen, and she had been replaced with a large sleeveless sweatshirt.

The clothes looked loose and baggy on him, like a little kid wearing his parents' clothes, which was kind of cute.

Then, even from a distance, Fanxia could smell the scent of shampoo and conditioner on his light golden hair.

This made her eyes widen in surprise.

So... he did something naughty and then took a shower in his room?!

Some images unsuitable for children flashed through Fanxia's mind almost uncontrollably, and a blush rose on her face under the mask.

The temperature inside the elevator dropped several degrees without any warning.

This caused Himo to sneeze, and her body trembled.

It was his sneeze that brought Fanxia, ​​who was almost driven to darkness, back to her senses, and her eyes became much clearer.

But when she looked at Arisa beside her, she found that there was no sign of the demon having taken a bath, which puzzled her.

She quickly picked up her phone and asked her strategist.

They came out of the room.

"Is it all done?"

"...Mio took a bath, but that damned demon didn't. He doesn't seem to be doing anything bad either. Do you know what's going on?"

Before the girl opposite them could give her an answer, they arrived at the floor where the hotel restaurant was located, and the three of them silently stepped out of the elevator.

He couldn't help but look back again. He couldn't see the hair color of the older sister who had been following behind them because she was wearing a baseball cap.

If she really is Fanxia, ​​I could easily find her with her distinctive hair color.

But the inexplicable feeling of the surroundings turning cold only seemed to occur when he was around Honoka.

Beside Himiko, Arisa, who noticed that his gaze was always looking back, also turned her head slightly in response to his gaze.

"Huh? Isn't that...?"