Hill furrowed her brows as she peered into Siloque’s ear.
Since she was cleaning his ears so earnestly, Siloque couldn’t bring himself to say things like, ‘It feels too good, so please stop.’
“About the homework, it’s probably time to…”
“Don’t worry, Brother. Classes don’t start until the Afternoon anyway, so there’s no rush at all.”
“Do you want to play a Game? Lego Star Wars—yesterday we finally reached the entrance to Darth Vader’s Boss Room.”
“We’ll play in a bit.”
As the ear pick delved deeper, Siloque felt a strange wave of tension.
“Hill, your legs must be starting to go numb, right?”
“Hill is already so paralyzed that she can’t feel them anymore, so it’s fine.”
“How is that fine?!”
Even if he wasn’t heavy, maintaining a kneeling position for a long time while being pressed down by a heavy object—Siloque’s head—naturally restricted blood flow.
It was only natural for her legs to go numb.
“Please do not move!” she scolded Siloque.
“See? It’s because Brother moved around that it ended up sliding further inside.”
“…I’m sorry.”
“You cannot move this time.”
After emphasizing her point again, Hill carefully inserted the ear pick even deeper.
‘Ah, wait, wait… you’re going even further?’
‘Won’t it pierce my eardrum?’
‘Ugh, it hurts…’
But if he moved again, he would likely be scolded by Hill.
Siloque could only endure in silence.
He had initially thought that having his ears cleaned was comfortable, but it still hurt when the ear pick was shoved too far in.
‘Ugh, for the sake of my sister, I’ll endure!’
‘At worst, it’ll just take a few Healing Potions. Let’s just get this over with.’
Siloque curled his body slightly and prayed.
“I found it!”
A jubilant voice finally rang out from above Siloque’s ear.
Siloque opened his tightly shut eyes and saw Hill staring with an excited gaze at the earwax hooked on the tip of the ear pick.
She looked as if she were viewing an SSS post-battle evaluation in Devil May Cry 5, smiling brightly as she gazed at the large, dry, scab-like piece of earwax.
“Look, Brother, look! There was such a big thing inside Brother’s ear.”
“Ahaha… you’re amazing.”
Siloque felt his whole body go limp, experiencing a momentary illusion of having burned out.
Fortunately, Hill’s hand hadn’t slipped to shove the pick in.
Her technique was indeed good.
Perhaps it included the micro-manipulation skills she had honed through years of playing Games?
Hill continued to stare blankly at the earwax and added, “Can Hill keep this as a souvenir?
Hill will put it in the same box as the Dragon Bone and treasure it…”
“Absolutely not.”
The terrifying part was that it didn’t feel like Hill was joking.
Siloque painstakingly told Hill that she absolutely could not keep it and had to throw it away immediately.
Hill appeared very disappointed, but she still compliantly said, “Since Brother is so insistent…”
She pulled out a tissue and placed it on top.
Siloque decided he would keep an eye on her in a moment to make sure she didn’t hide that tissue.
“Oh well. Hill is with Brother every day, so this little bit doesn’t matter,” Hill murmured, stroking Siloque’s long hair.
“Alright, congratulations to Brother for enduring this far. This is the final step.”
Was she referring to cleaning the remaining debris out of his ear?
This time, Hill switched to the cotton-tipped end of the ear pick and gently stroked the inside of Siloque’s ear.
‘Ah, this part is quite comfortable.’
Because he had been so tense just a moment ago, Siloque felt as if his ear were melting from the inside under such gentle treatment.
Hill whispered again in a mature and tender voice, “It’s over.”
“Thank you, Hill. I feel very refreshed.”
“Next, we have to switch to the other ear.”
‘What? There’s more?’
Siloque recalled the entire process of pain and pleasure from just now, and his heart felt complicated.
“Aren’t your legs already so numb that you’ve lost all sensation?”
“What of it?”
Hill asked back dismissively.
She took a strange-looking pill out of her Storage Bracelet and swallowed it in one gulp.
Then, she smiled and said, “This is the medicine Sister Asmodi gave Hill to remove abnormal statuses.
Hill is completely recovered now! Come, Brother.”
Hill’s expression was far too fulfilled and happy.
However, the way she was panting with a flushed face and excitedly patting her thighs made Siloque wonder if there was something wrong with that medicine.
“…Hill, how about we switch? Brother can clean your ears for you.”
Hill only smiled without saying a word.
Giving up his struggle, Siloque turned around and lay back down on Hill’s thighs, which smelled of milk and clean clothes.
He felt that if he refused, Hill might actually strangle him to death tonight.
‘Ah, well, I have to say, getting my ears cleaned really is comfortable…’
Just as Siloque was about to indulge in that spine-tingling sensation, Hill whispered while twisting the ear pick, “Brother.”
“Hmm…?”
‘Ugh, she looks a little listless.’
“Brother, aren’t you going to touch Hill’s thighs and drool like a pervert?”
Siloque’s closed eyes snapped open.
“I am a man of integrity. Don’t project our parents’ behavior onto me.”
The face of Hill, who was directly above Siloque, instantly turned beet red.
She gave a mischievous smirk and said, “Hill was just joking.”
Then, the movements of the ear pick became somewhat rough.
‘Ow, ow, ow, that hurts!’
The depths of Siloque’s ear were dug into with force, causing him to push Hill’s previous inappropriate remark to the back of his mind.
After a while, Hill seemed to calm down, and her movements became gentler.
‘Whew, saved.’
Next, because it was so comfortable, Siloque almost fell asleep on his sister’s lap.
It really was “almost.”
In reality, Siloque’s consciousness was about to drift away from his body when a piece of music pulled his soul back.
Sei no~ demo sonnan ja dame—
A manly song rang out, coming from a small speaker in the room.
“Eh? Brother, this melody is…”
Hill stopped the ear pick in her hand and slowly withdrew it.
“It’s the notification tone I set.”
Siloque opened his eyes, his gaze returning to its usual toughness and resilience.
If he weren’t lying on his sister’s lap, he would have looked quite handsome.
He swiped his Ring Chart to check the surveillance, and three silhouettes appeared in monitoring grids 8 and 10.
“Hill, they’re here.”
From a high-angle view, under some partially obscuring branches, a man dressed in long purple clothes stood at the edge of the Castle’s Barrier.
Two men, who appeared to be subordinates, were crouching and touching the air.
With every touch, light-red ripples of Magic surfaced.
The two were attempting to crack the Barrier surrounding the Castle, which was built on high terrain.
It was Andre, and the other two were Nasagi and Dige.
These were the three people the siblings had been waiting for.
The deep purple stand-up collar trench coat Andre wore actually made him look somewhat young.
It was a custom-made outfit for a Purple-clad Executive of the Evil Demon Society, which showed that he was taking this operation quite seriously.
Siloque quickly flipped off the bed, picked up the tissue that had previously wrapped the earwax, and threw it into the trash can.
He tied his long hair into a ponytail.
Because both ears were now clean, he felt his hearing was clearer than ever before.
“Thank you, Hill. That was really comfortable, but we have to pause for now. Put on that outfit I told you about earlier. Once you’ve checked everything, we’ll head out.”
The color gradually drained from Hill’s eyes.
For a moment, her face became expressionless.
“That damn old man… picking a time like this… he must be in a real hurry to die.”
Maintaining her seated posture, she pulled a dark yellow plastic suit out of her Storage Bracelet.