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Chapter 0018: The Young Wife’s Complex
🕑 Added 2024-09-14 09:46:03 +0000 UTCChapter 0018: The Young Wife’s Complex
In a daze, I started to realize something. It seemed that my sister dragging Azuki upstairs was meant to leave me alone with Miki. The reason was simple: to cure my so-called “perversion.”
But, Big Sister… I really don’t have a problem; it’s just the system messing with me!
I was truly at a loss, staring at Miki’s slightly mocking smile.
“Come with me, Hiroto-kun,” Miki said, waving her hand with a tone that sent shivers down my spine. “It’s time for your treatment session.”
What do I do? This is a real crisis! I should escape, but even if I run now, what about next time?
I realized I was facing an inescapable trap. My eyes filled with struggle, but I knew that enduring a short pain was better than a long one. Gritting my teeth, I followed Miki into her study.
To others, the study was nothing special. It was just filled with books, many more than an average household, due to Miki’s reputation as a renowned writer.
But to me, this was the birthplace of nightmares. It was where my black history began. My body involuntarily shivered, and my pupils contracted.
“It seems that Hiroto-kun has a deep impression of this place,” Miki said casually, sitting on a chair with a smile. “Are you reminiscing about the delightful times we had?”
Those memories were anything but delightful!
While I raged internally, I forced a calm demeanor and replied, “Please don’t joke around like that.”
“Just a joke?” Miki frowned and stood up slowly, walking towards me. “It seems you want to forget the memories that belong only to the two of us…”
“What… what are you going to do?” My composed facade crumbled, and a hint of fear crept into my expression. I took a couple of steps back, involuntarily displaying the body language of a frightened boy.
“Do I really need to explain?” Miki licked her lips and smiled. “Of course, I’m going to help you reinforce those memories. Come on. Don’t resist.” She reached out for my clothes.
“Stop, stop!” I quickly intervened.
[New options generated!]
[Host, choose one of the following options:]
[-> Make the opponent pay for their blood debts by giving them a hundred slaps on the breast.]
[-> Option two: Bow to the dark forces and let them do whatever they want with you.]
[-> Option three: Confront your black history and sincerely thank them for guiding you to the path of a gentleman.]
Damn system, messing things up at this moment!
I had a look of utter despair as I faced Miki’s advancing hand. I lowered my head in humiliation and said, “I’m sorry, Aunt Miki! It’s not that I want to forget those memories; I just don’t know how to face you.”
“Hmm?” Miki was momentarily taken aback by my words and asked curiously, “What do you mean?”
“I… I really appreciate you,” I said insincerely. “You guided me to the path of a gentleman…” My voice trembled as I spoke the last part.
It was no surprise.
After all, I was a man with normal values. Saying such embarrassingly shameful things felt like being stabbed by countless knives, the pain almost unbearable.
[Congratulations, host, for completing the option. Chakra cultivation reward for ten days.] - The system’s voice chimed in, but I paid no attention to it.
Miki, on the other hand, looked at me with a face covered in confusion and then suddenly covered her face, exclaiming, “Ah, Hiroto-kun… Are you confessing to me?”
Confess?!
I looked up in shock, my eyes wide with disbelief. What kind of confession is this? Are you seriously reading too much into things, lady?
“I’m so happy! This day came much sooner than I expected,” Miki said, seemingly oblivious to my expression. “So, what should we do now? Start with a kiss, get married, or go straight to having a child?”
I was at a loss for words. I didn’t even know where to start with the sarcasm.
“But as for having a child…” Miki said, scratching her head in frustration. “I’m still a virgin and have no experience in this area.”
So you really want to have a child? This woman is beyond saving!
I stared at Miki, who was talking to herself, feeling a mix of disbelief and despair. Then, I suddenly realized something and asked, “You… you said you’re still a virgin?”
How is that even possible?
Though I knew Azuki’s biological mother had passed away early, Miki had married Mizuki Kuroshio two years ago. How could she still be a virgin after all this time? Was there something wrong with Azuki’s father?
“Hmm? Are you surprised that I’m a virgin?” Miki looked at me with confusion before suddenly understanding. “Oh, right. You don’t know… Actually, my relationship with Kuroshio isn’t what you think it is.”
