Wan Mie was a man in her previous life, so even seeing her in such a revealing outfit didn’t make Shidou feel any sense of shame.
But for Shidou, it was different.
He was a healthy teenage boy in the midst of puberty; seeing Wan Mie dressed so provocatively made him so embarrassed he didn’t even dare look at her, let alone watch her change clothes.
“I didn’t expect Miss Abysm to be so bold. Shidou, you really hit the jackpot.”
Kotori’s teasing voice came through the headphones.
“Kotori, don’t make fun of me…”
Shidou gave a bitter smile, but he had no idea how chaotic things were in the Fraxinus Conference Room at that moment.
Wan Mie’s outfit had already been projected onto the big screen, and the male staff in the conference room had long since been dragged out, leaving only bloodstains on the table.
A group of cleaners carrying buckets were working hard to clean up.
“Shidou-kun, do you want to see?”
Wan Mie, across from him, repeated what she’d said earlier, but now her playful expression was even deeper.
This feeling of teasing a virgin—simply exhilarating!
Shinomiya sat beside them, her face red with embarrassment, not saying a word.
Although Wan Mie usually seemed carefree, Shinomiya didn’t expect her to be so bold in front of men. If it were her, she’d have wanted to find a hole to crawl into from shame.
Is this the world of adults?
“No, no, no, Miss Ayase, I think there’s been some misunderstanding!”
Shidou quickly shook his head, took two tickets from his pocket, and placed them in front of Wan Mie.
“I just remembered I have something to do, so I’ll be going. These are concert tickets!”
With that, Shidou stood up to leave.
Wan Mie didn’t stop him, letting him flee as if his life depended on it, even remembering to close the door.
Wan Mie silently stared at the entryway, shook her head, and sighed softly.
“So boring…”
Teasing a virgin is fun for a moment, but it can’t last forever—this is a big problem.
Wan Mie picked up the two tickets on the table, planning to tidy up the teacups, but noticed that Shinomiya was still sitting there, unwilling to leave.
“What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”
Wan Mie was a little concerned.
Though Spirits were mysterious beings, their origins were still human.
Wan Mie didn’t know if Spirits could get sick, but it was always better to be cautious.
“Um… Onee-san, next time… please be more reserved…”
Shinomiya raised her head, the blush on her cheeks still not fading.
Don’t be fooled by how small Shinomiya looked—those soap operas had taught her a lot.
Though she didn’t react at first, Wan Mie’s actions became bolder, and no matter how innocent she was, she could tell something was off.
“Uh…”
Wan Mie scratched her head awkwardly.
At the time, she was immersed in the thrill of teasing a virgin and had completely forgotten about Shinomiya nearby.
Thinking about it now, it seemed like she’d set a bad example.
“I promise, next time!”
***
Shidou didn’t go home, because as soon as he stepped outside, Kotori called him to Fraxinus.
But when he arrived at the conference room, he was surprised to find all the male staff missing, and faint crimson stains could be seen on their desks.
He looked questioningly at Kotori, who was eating a lollipop. Before he could speak, Kotori seemed to read his mind.
“Kamunazuki and the others are all in the infirmary now. After all, Abysm is a perfect beauty—how could these LSPs possibly endure?”
Kotori took the lollipop out of her mouth—it was yellow this time. Her breath carried a sweet citrus scent, probably orange flavor.
“Actually, I’m a bit impressed by you. You faced Abysm head-on and still held your ground. Could it be, Shidou, that you…”
At this point, Kotori paused, her expression turning a bit serious.
“Are you not interested in women? Or maybe you’re… not functioning? Don’t worry, Ratatoskr has a professional medical team; any illness can be cured!”
“No, don’t say weird things!”
Shidou was speechless.
How did his cute little sister become like this?
Unfortunately, time couldn’t be reversed, so Shidou could only accept reality.
Besides, Wan Mie was a Spirit. Shidou had seen her battle videos.
If he really did anything reckless, she’d probably summon an Angel and blast him…
“Just kidding.”
Kotori stuffed the lollipop back in her mouth and spoke vaguely.
“Do you have any extra tickets?”
“Tickets? Concert tickets?”
Shidou asked.
“What else would it be?”
Kotori gave him a cold glance.
“I do have extra. Are you going too, Kotori?”
“I wasn’t planning to, but seeing how you resisted Abysm’s temptations, I’m a bit worried about you. Besides, I’m free that day, so I might as well go and keep an eye on you.”
“Can we not talk about this…”
Shidou shook his head helplessly.
“I don’t want to end up in heaven at such a young age…”
***
Time flew by, and in just a few days, the day of the concert arrived.
On the day of the concert, Wan Mie kept things simple, following the principle that less is more, and put on a tracksuit before heading out.
There was no helping it—no matter what she wore, her face attracted attention from the opposite sex.
Only the tracksuit could slightly reduce the stares.
Being stared at by one or two men was tolerable, but a whole group made her feel creeped out.
As for Shinomiya, Wan Mie had dressed her up nicely.
A plain-colored dress with cute bunny patterns, snow-white shoulders bare like porcelain, skin as delicate as a baby’s, long blue hair cascading naturally down to her waist—she looked like a doll, her cuteness off the charts!
“Onee-san, do I really have to wear this?”
Shinomiya frowned slightly at her reflection in the mirror.
It was normal for girls to want to dress up pretty, and Shinomiya was no exception.
But the thought of going to a crowded place in this outfit made her nervous.
“Clothes are meant to be worn. It’s not right to keep them stuffed in the closet, don’t you think?”
Wan Mie answered naturally.
Shinomiya pointed at Wan Mie and spoke softly.
“Then why do you only wear that one outfit when you go out, Onee-san?”
“Uh… That’s…”
Shinomiya’s question really stumped her.
Her reason for wearing the tracksuit wasn’t much different from Shinomiya’s.
But if she answered honestly, her reliable big sister image would collapse completely in Shinomiya’s eyes.
“Well… There’s actually a very deep reason for this!”