Chapter 78 – Doujin Queen Asuna Wants to... (Patreon)

"Kouma-kun?"

Kanae, having just returned, spotted Kouma's figure and exclaimed in delighted surprise.

Kouma turned around at the sound. Three breathtakingly beautiful girls entered his field of vision. At the very front was unmistakably Kanae.

"Kanae-nee-san!"

A look of surprise also flickered through Kouma's eyes. Naturally, he recognized Shinobu behind Kanae. As for the other girl with the long flaxen hair...

"Mom, I'm back!"

Hearing how the girl addressed Mrs. Yuuki, Kouma paused for a beat. A graceful figure, a delicate and stunningly beautiful face, and that highly distinctive fishtail braid woven from her flaxen locks—everything about this girl struck Kouma with an overwhelming sense of familiarity. Most importantly, she called Mrs. Yuuki "Mom"...

"Yuuki... Asuna?"

The name surfaced in Kouma's mind, and the appearance from his past-life memories gradually overlapped with the girl standing before him. He had met Mrs. Yuuki before, but the name alone hadn't led him to connect it to Asuna Yuuki.

"So it's the widely renowned Asuna..."

A trace of surprise flickered through Kouma's eyes. In his past life, as a veteran who had browsed countless doujinshi, he was exceedingly familiar with this girl—so famous for the sheer volume of doujinshi featuring her that she had even earned the nickname "Doujin Queen Asuna."

Now, seeing the real person in the flesh, Kouma had an even deeper appreciation for exactly why she had become the Doujin Queen.

Mrs. Yuuki glanced at her own daughter and nodded faintly. Her gaze then settled upon Kanae, a hint of curiosity gleaming in her beautiful eyes.

"Kocho, you know Kouma-kun?"

"Yes, previously..."

"Kanae-nee-san saved me from a demon before!"

Kouma chirped in his clear, youthful voice. Kanae, catching on mid-word that they couldn't expose Kouma's identity, gently ruffled his little head and nodded.

"I see."

Mrs. Yuuki was somewhat surprised. Her narrow, beautiful eyes studied Kanae, a subtle glint passing through them. Judging by the way Kanae looked at Kouma, something seemed rather... out of the ordinary.

"Kouma-kun has never visited our Yuuki residence before, has he? Would you like to come over and play? As it happens, Mrs. Yukinoshita will be coming by tonight to discuss the project. She can take you home afterward."

"Really? Then I'd love to!"

Kouma nodded without the slightest hesitation.

After bidding farewell to Hiratsuka, Kouma climbed into Mrs. Yuuki's car. A female chauffeur drove, Mrs. Yuuki sat in the passenger seat, and the three girls plus Kouma occupied the back.

Fortunately, the car was spacious enough, and with Kouma being so small, he simply sat directly in Kanae's lap—otherwise they truly wouldn't have all fit. Though it was a bit cramped, Kanae's body was exceptionally soft.

On bumpy, uneven stretches of road, rather than feeling any discomfort, Kouma felt as though his entire body was nestled in a cloud of softness. It utterly outclassed even the finest luxury car seats.

Beside them, Asuna watched Kanae's lovely face grow increasingly flushed. Her cherry lips parted unconsciously as she breathed slow, shallow breaths.

"Kanae-nee-san, is it a bit too stuffy in here?"

As she spoke, Asuna rolled down the window a little. A rush of cool air poured into the car, striking Kanae's face and clearing her gradually hazing consciousness by quite a margin.

"I'm... fine..."

Kanae bit her lip lightly, suppressed the tremors coursing through her body and heart, and shook her head.

Asuna's beautiful eyes darted about as she secretly studied the little boy nestled in Kanae's lap. Kouma—she had heard this name mentioned by her mother before. The young boy adopted by Mrs. Yukinoshita.

She had never imagined he would be this strikingly handsome and adorably well-behaved. Sitting beside him now, Asuna found herself staring at Kouma's face, and before she knew it, she had subconsciously reached out and pinched his cheek. Soft and plump, it gave a strangely addictive sensation, as though she couldn't bear to let go.

An inexplicable urge surfaced in Asuna's heart—she wanted to pull him into her own arms and thoroughly play with him.

"Ah! Sorry."

Suddenly meeting the little boy's pure, innocent eyes, Asuna abruptly snapped back to her senses and hastily withdrew her hand.

The Yuuki residence came into view very soon. The Yuuki family's standalone home covered a vast area, complete with an impressively large courtyard. What surprised Kouma somewhat was that the sisters actually lived right here at the Yuuki house.

"Kouma-kun, would you like to go with and the others, or..."

"I'll just play with Kanae-nee-san and the others. Yuuki-obasan, you go ahead with your work."

"Mhm. When Mrs. Yukinoshita arrives, I'll send someone to come get you."

As a strong, capable woman steering the family enterprise entirely on her own, Mrs. Yuuki was, just like Mrs. Yukinoshita, exceedingly busy with work—she had barely any free time to speak of. Though she had brought Kouma home on a whim, she certainly couldn't set aside her pressing responsibilities just to entertain a child.

After Mrs. Yuuki departed, Kouma followed the sisters and Asuna to the kendo dojo. When it came to spending time with these three girls, the most fun activity was naturally kendo.

As it happened, Kouma had never studied kendo before, so he simply asked Kanae to arrange an introductory lesson for him—teaching him hand in hand.

On the other side of the dojo, Shinobu was accompanying Asuna in practicing sword techniques. Asuna's fair, slender hands gripped a bamboo sword, her expression intensely earnest.

She wanted to improve so desperately—especially after discovering today just how much Kanae's strength had advanced yet again. Her drive to push forward blazed even fiercer. Even Kanae, with all her immense power, was constantly improving herself. How could Asuna possibly afford to slack off?

"I need to earn Mom's approval as soon as possible!"

Asuna gritted her teeth and swung, sweat flying.

Before long, perspiration had nearly soaked through her thin training uniform entirely.

"Shinobu..."

Asuna had just started to speak when she looked up and noticed Shinobu was watching Kouma and Kanae on the other side with a rather peculiar expression. Asuna paused, momentarily stunned. For a while now, she had noticed Shinobu's gaze constantly drifting toward the other side. Now, looking closely—did that expression carry a trace of... subtle indignation?

"Shinobu, are you that bothered about what's happening over there?"

Asuna asked, curious.

Shinobu paused, withdrew her gaze, and her expression returned to normal. "It's nothing. Let's continue."

The two resumed their practice, but Shinobu remained deeply mindful of every move between Kouma and Kanae. That night—the image of this little boy and her sister embracing, completely bare, was still vividly etched into her memory.

At the time, Kanae had brushed it off with some excuse about treating injuries, and Shinobu hadn't thought too deeply about it then, but meeting Kouma again today, that scene resurfaced in her mind and at the same time, she noticed that the way her sister looked at Kouma was profoundly strange—an emotion she had never once sensed from her sister before.

It had been especially evident in the car earlier. Sitting right beside her sister, Shinobu had noticed several times that Kanae's body was trembling, almost imperceptibly and her eyes were even stranger. When looking at that little boy, her gaze was so alluring it seemed as though it could draw silken threads...

What exactly happened between big sister and Kouma-kun that night?

Shinobu was now certain in her heart: her sister was absolutely hiding something from her.

"Kouma-kun seems a bit hungry. I'll take him to grab some snacks. You two keep practicing."

At that moment, Kanae's voice suddenly sounded from the side. Shinobu immediately turned to look, and the very first things she noticed were the faint flush on her sister's face and her light, breathy panting.

"Teaching a child basic fundamentals—and big sister still gets tired from that?"

Shinobu stopped as well and was just about to follow when her phone suddenly received a message.

"Why a mission at a time like this...?"

Shinobu's fine brows instantly knitted tightly together. "No helping it... Let's end today's practice here. I have a new mission. I need to leave first."

Shinobu informed Asuna. When she had changed clothes and thought to tell her sister, she couldn't find any trace of her anywhere.

"Big sister, honestly..."

Helpless, Shinobu could only depart directly.

Asuna continued training alone for another ten-plus minutes before finally wiping her sweat and setting down the bamboo sword. Her light, breathable training uniform was now completely soaked through with perspiration, clinging to the girl's figure.

"Hah... I'll take a bath first."

Asuna headed toward the bathroom beside the dojo.

"Huh? Is Kanae-nee-san taking a bath?"

Asuna looked at the tightly shut bathroom door. Through the frosted glass, she could faintly make out shadows of the figures inside. Just as she was about to return to her own room to bathe, a soft, tender sentence slipped through the crack in the door and reached her ears.

"Kouma-kun... after we did it last time, my strength increased so much..."

Asuna's beautiful eyes instantly snapped wide open.

Became stronger? This was Kanae-nee-san's secret to becoming stronger? And it was related to Kouma-kun?!

Asuna immediately perked up her ears. She desperately wanted to know how Kanae had managed to raise her strength so drastically in such a short span of time.

Asuna quietly pressed herself against the bathroom door. The fragmentary sounds from within gradually crept into her ears.

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