Next Time, I Must Make You Willing to Call Me Senior

Oddity.

There was a ripple in the emptiness, and the tall, slender figure of Yoruha stepped out.

"Are you out?"

Although Haruto was not surprised, he still felt relieved.

"How is the situation inside?"

Yoruha thought for a moment and said, "There are mountains, water, people, and monsters."

In short, the scenery was very beautiful, and the view was harmonious.

Yoruha handed her phone to Haruto: "Master, I took some pictures."

"Very nice."

Haruto took the phone and opened the photo album.

As soon as he opened it, he saw a sea of sunflowers. A girl holding an umbrella tilted her head slightly and looked at the camera with curiosity.

Who is this?

Haruto swiped through the photos and saw a beautiful girl in a witch costume.

Unknown.

Next.

The photos passed by, including landscape photos and photos of people, but what made Haruto feel pressured was that these photos were basically of strange girls.

What is this?

Haruto carefully identified it and found that it was a slender, snow-white hand. Her skin was so pale it was almost translucent, with faint cyan veins visible.

And this hand was making a scissor gesture. He could tell that its owner was a cute and adorable girl.

Seeing Haruto staring at the photo, Yoruha said: "Since Fumino didn't allow me to take her picture, I took this one."

"Why not just leave it... Hm?"

Haruto suddenly reacted and said unconsciously: "Fumino? Furuhashi Fumino?"

"Master, do you know Fumino?"

"Yes."

Yoruha said: "Fumino thinks Master is very perverted, so she didn't allow the picture to be taken."

"..."

"Master?"

Yoruha raised her hand and gently pressed it to her heart, "Master seems very happy, is it because of Fumino?"

This feeling was very strong.

"Yes, let me hug you."

"Mm."

Haruto hugged Yoruha tightly and rested his chin on the girl's slender shoulder.

Feeling the Master's fluctuating mood, Yoruha hesitantly extended her hand, then gently embraced him.

She could sense the man's mood changing intensely.

Stronger than before.

Like a drop of water suddenly falling into a pot of boiling oil.

After a while, Haruto became calm.

Having experienced many things, his state of mind was actually quite good, but that didn't mean he could ignore everything.

Of course, people who are naturally selfish and cold-blooded do not fall into this category.

Unfortunately, he was not one of them.

Haruto released Yoruha: "Yoruha, forgive me."

Yoruha blinked: "Master's arms are warm and cozy. You can keep hugging me."

Hearing this, Haruto was slightly stunned and continued to embrace her. Only a simple girl like Yoruha would say this.

But this time, thanks to Yoruha.

Haruto pinched her cheek, with a smile on his face: "Then I'll save it for later."

"Mm."

❀❀❀

After showering, the time had reached 4 AM.

Time passed.

The first rays of sunlight pierced through the thick dark clouds and fell to the earth.

Haruto opened the curtains and the window, and a cool breeze blew in, sweeping away the stale air in the room and also clearing away much of the fog that had long accumulated in his heart.

"The next step is to find a way to get in. Although I could enter through Yoruha's body, it's too risky."

Haruto squinted slightly. He felt that the breakthrough to this problem might be his lewd younger sister who liked to act flirtatious and had no moral integrity.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

The knocking on the door broke Haruto's reverie.

Miharu stood outside the door with a trash bag in her hand. Seeing Haruto open the door, the girl showed a sweet smile and said: "Kuromori-kun, good morning~"

"Good morning."

Miharu sighed, tightened her tight clothes, and said: "I don't know what's going on. It's clearly summer, but it's still a bit cold in the morning."

"By the way, I'll be back today."

Miharu looked at him seriously: "Kuromori-kun, eating instant noodles every day isn't good for your physical development, so you should try to eat less in the future, okay?"

Haruto nodded: "Thank you, Miharu, for reminding me. I will do that."

"Hehe~ After all, I'm your senior~" Miharu smiled happily and said cheerfully: "By the way, I'll be back today. Next time I come here, it might be during summer vacation~"

Seeing her hopeful gaze, Haruto thought for a moment and said, "Actually, you can come here during the holidays."

"But..." Miharu said shyly: "But that would cause you trouble, right?"

'Because you know it would cause trouble, don't look at me with those hopeful eyes!'

Haruto put on a serious face: "Then don't come."

"I won't listen." Miharu playfully stuck out her light red tongue: "Onee-sama told me that although Kuromori-kun looks bad, you are actually a very nice person, and you even made special food for us last night."

Haruto corrected her: "That was done by Yoruha."

"In short, this time I've caused trouble for you." Miharu hid her smile, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Next time, you must be willing to call me senpai."

Don't think about it.

That's impossible in this lifetime.

But calling her sister-in-law is fine.

After exchanging a few words, Miharu said goodbye and left. She was very decisive and straightforward in doing things, but she was somewhat stubborn.

She was just a college student, yet she kept thinking about it.

Mafuyu opened the door and walked out, pretending not to see Haruto, closing the door, and preparing to go down with the trash bag.

"Kirisu-sensei, you've gone too far." Haruto raised his eyes and said, "It's fine if I don't give you the gift I agreed to yesterday. Now when you see me, you don't even greet me?"

Mafuyu suddenly bit her red lips and glared at him shyly: "How dare you say that you still want to be in the bathroom."

"What's wrong with the bathroom? That's the only place Miharu can't see!"

"Ten thousand-word review!"

Haruto firmly changed the subject: "Don't worry, Kirisu-sensei. I will give this to you. I will give it to Miharu later and let her wear it on her hand."

Saying that, he took out the red ribbon and handed it to Mafuyu.

When it came to business, Mafuyu's expression softened. Not because she was truly angry, but because this man was too easy to exceed his limits.

This time in the bathroom, so next time, isn't it directly in the living room?