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

"Huh? Okay~ Did something happen?"

After noticing that Arisa looked very unwell, Nozomi was also a little worried.

The girl didn't explain, and before Xiling could even go back to change her clothes, she left on her own instead of going back with Xiling.

Arisa's strange behavior today left Nozomi completely baffled, so after changing his clothes, he walked back to his apartment alone.

When he took out his key, opened the door, and stepped into the cool, as usual, room, he heard the sound of a television program coming from the living room.

"Fanxia-nee, I'm back!"

At the entrance, Xi Ling sat on the steps taking off her shoes and habitually called out towards the living room.

"Welcome back~"

Fanxia's languid voice drifted into his ears.

After taking off his shoes, he walked into the living room and stared at Fanxia, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, and was momentarily stunned.

When Arisa came for tutoring before, she changed into a thin tank top and hot pants, and the two of them were secretly competing with each other.

But today...

What Xi Ling could see was the woman's large expanse of fair, smooth skin exposed to the light, as smooth as solidified cream.

Her soft, bouncy breasts were barely concealed by the jumpsuit she was wearing, which only slightly obscured her most intimate areas, revealing her fair, white breasts to his eyes.

Fanxia's attire made Ximiao wonder if the woman was wearing anything else under those work pants...

however.

Having long prepared to confront Arisa, Fanxia waited on the sofa for a long time but still couldn't see the demon's figure, which made her somewhat puzzled.

Where is Arisa?

When asked by Fanxia, ​​Ximiao answered truthfully.

"She seemed to have something to do today, so she didn't come over."

"Eh?!"

That wicked woman didn't come... So, wouldn't she look like an idiot for not wearing the work pants she specially bought, or even a T-shirt underneath?

Almost instantly, her fair and smooth face turned extremely red, and her eyes darted away, unable to look directly at Xi Ling standing to the side.

"But... Honoka-nee's outfit today is actually quite nice~"

Yes, it's beautiful in every sense of the word.

Even though Himiko praised her so much, without Arisa to joke around with her, she still felt inexplicably ashamed of her outfit.

Perhaps only now can she truly appreciate the benefits of having Arisa around.

Unaware of what Honoka was thinking, Nozomi put her schoolbag back in her room and sat down on the sofa.

There was still a while before dinner, so he could rest for a bit and ask Sister Fanxia if she could accompany him to the school's parent-teacher conference.

"Um, Fanxia-nee... there's something I might need your help with."

"what?"

Upon hearing what Mio said, Honoka's mind immediately conjured up some strange thoughts, and her body trembled violently.

But the boy asked calmly.

"After the midterm exams next week, the school is holding a parent-teacher conference. Could you come with me, Fanxia?"

Fanxia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"What? I thought..."

"You thought?"

Not quite understanding what Honoka was saying, Nozomi tilted her head, wondering if Honoka had misunderstood something.

"It's nothing! It's just a parent-teacher conference, go ahead~ Xiaomiao, are you afraid of failing the test and then being kept behind by the teacher to have your parents called in?"

She quickly changed the subject. If she had spoken out about what she was thinking about earlier, she probably would have wanted to die by now.

However, Ximiao didn't seem to care much about these things, and simply explained them to her from the side.

"I can't very well ask my family to come all the way from our hometown for a parent-teacher conference, so I'm really asking you for help, Sister Fanxia!"

On second thought, she did feel it was a bit inconvenient. Xiaoling had come to Xijing to live alone, and even her living expenses were pitifully small, so it seemed that her family wasn't very responsible.

As Fanxia thought this, her gaze softened as she looked at the boy beside her.

However, the reward you should take this opportunity to demand from him must not be less than what you paid in full.

then.

Fanxia asked this question.

"Okay~ I'll help you with this, Mio, but how are you going to thank me?"

"Well... you decide, Fanxia-nee!" He casually handed the decision over to Fanxia, ​​who was standing to the side.

Anyway, he can do anything as long as it's not too outrageous.

"you sure?"

When he saw Honoka's playful smile, which was almost identical to Arisa's, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

But he still stubbornly insisted.

"Sure!"

Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Two Who Asked for Leave

……

the other side.

In the penthouse suite of the Kimpton Hotel in Shinjuku.

Sitting on the small stool, Arisa was as well-behaved as any ordinary girl, completely lacking the temperament she usually had when bullying Nozomi.

Even the usually defiant Boros turned back into a cat, quietly lying to the side pretending to be asleep, afraid that he might accidentally displease the beautiful woman sitting on the sofa.

Unable to bear the unbearable atmosphere in the living room any longer, Arisa spoke first to the beautiful woman.

"Mom...why didn't you tell me you were coming? You could have given me some time to prepare!"

"So you're giving me a heads-up so you can pack your things and run away, right?"

"Gu..."

Just as his mother had predicted, if she had received prior notice, she would have shamelessly gone to that reclusive snow woman for help and asked her to take him in while he was fleeing.

But as it turns out, the devil is always one step ahead of the saint, and experience truly matters.

On the sofa, the beautiful woman's voluptuous and delicate body, compared to Arisa, was like a ripe fruit, even more so.

The soft, crossed thighs silently shifted direction, and those beautiful, wine-red eyes, just like Arisa's, stared intently at the guilty-looking girl.

"A while ago, the card I sent you for living expenses suddenly showed that you misappropriated a large sum of money and used it to fund a photography studio?"

"Well..."

Seeing that Arisa was stammering and unable to give a coherent answer, the beautiful woman sighed helplessly and continued.

"Let's not talk about the money for now. What's the deal with the monthly exam report card your school sent me?"

"..."

These two simple questions precisely hit Arisa's sore spots, making her face turn very ugly.

This is why, whenever parent-teacher conferences are mentioned, she completely loses control of her expression in front of Ximiao, a stark contrast to her usual composed demeanor.

And on the sofa.

The beautiful woman, dressed in a black backless dress, sat up straight silently. Her smooth back looked exceptionally beautiful in the sunset light shining through the French windows.

Seeing that Arisa couldn't answer either of her two questions, the beautiful woman, who had been quite calm, suddenly changed her expression.

She said softly.

“After your midterm exams and before the parent-teacher conference, I will make a point of setting aside some free time to stay here. I want to see what excuse you have this time.”

After saying that, she walked upstairs in a huff, leaving behind a tearful Arisa, who slumped on the small stool, her fair forehead already covered in cold sweat.

"What are we going to do now..."

However, no one could answer her question.

All she saw was a sympathetic look from Belos standing to the side.

The next day.

Arisa, who couldn't wait to go to school, was already on the train, waiting for Nozomi's arrival.

Although an old witch moved into her house, she was still able to spend some time alone with Ximiao after school, under the pretense of tutoring.

As for club activities... for the sake of her own life, she had no choice but to take a leave of absence to focus on reviewing for the midterm exams.

As the train slowly pulled into Roppongi Station, Arisa instinctively walked towards the figure that could soothe her shattered emotions.

Without saying a word, she hugged Xi Ling, who looked somewhat surprised.

Not knowing what was wrong with the girl, he stood there stunned for a while before realizing that Arisa was probably not in a good mood. He reached out and put his arm around the girl's slender waist.

"What's wrong with you, Arisa? Ever since you found out about the parent-teacher conference, you've been acting really strange..."

"Have it?"

Faced with Arisa's question, Nozomi nodded silently, and her cheek inevitably brushed against the girl's soft body, causing her to sway.

Arisa, who had originally wanted to say something, sat down in a seat next to Himo after hearing the announcement that the train was about to depart.

"So, is there something bothering you that you can't tell me?"

Nozomi persisted, seemingly very concerned about what had happened to Arisa, something even Arisa couldn't resolve.