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–-The dimension of Yukio, his room

There could be distinguished two children with different expressions, on the one hand, was Kuroka who had a smile on her face waiting for the answer to her question.

While for his part ... Yukio found himself totally confused by these events.

Yukio: -System... Can you explain to me?- After calming down he decided to ask.

System: "When the being called 'Kuroka' proceeded with her declaration of 'love', subconsciously the user accepted it or was it not like that?"

Listening to its words he thought a little and it was true, when he heard each of her words he felt the impulse to accept everything at that moment, it was as if his blood heated up and there were only thoughts about her.

Yukio: -What is the brand?-

System: "The brand that 'Kuroka' currently has is a pseudo-brand that contains the aura of the user, showing that there is love on his part, even so, because it is only a pseudo if both stop loving each other it will be erased immediately.

On the other hand, once completed, the two individuals will be inseparable ... it is only possible to finish the process when being intimate with each other."

Yukio could understand more or less every word, he also noticed that the system was trying to hide something, but he had to clarify things with Kuroka before that.

Kuroka had her gaze fixed on him with an expression of 'Tell me fast'.

Seeing her in that state, he could only sigh inwardly before talking to her.

Yukio: "I ... I'm sorry?" First of all, he decided to apologize first, he branded her without consent.

Kuroka shook her head in denial quickly: "No, no, you do not have to apologize but ... does this mean you accept me?" She asked with bright eyes.

He had to admit that she looked pretty.

Yukio: "Yes ..." He answered and stopped to look at her and then continued: "After all I've been feeling the same."

His words seem to have reached her and she widened her eyes.

Kuroka: "The same thing ... I believed ..."

Yukio: "What did you think?" He was curious.

Kuroka looked away and spoke in a low voice.

Kuroka: "I thought you did not like me ... You did not come to see me when you got here." She held her hands together and continued to speak: "And you always bring so many girls to this place too ..."

She could not finish because he hugged her suddenly, well it was normal to do it.

What could he do when he saw her act in such a beautiful way?

He could not resist giving her a big hug if it was not because they were children he would have definitely gone for a kiss.

Kuroka: "W-what are you doing?" She stuttered and her voice sounded nervous.

Yukio: "I ... I´m hugging you ... You're very pretty Kuroka-chan." He whispered in her ear, he noticed that she became more rigid than normal.

Kuroka: "No..n ... do not say nonsense." She turned her head to the side but she stopped trying to escape from his embrace.

He smiled at this, they continued hugging for a while, then he told her a little about the brand.

Even so, he kept the secret about how to finish it, after all, it was still too early for that.

But, unconsciously, he accepted that Kuroka was the girl who would be his first wife, no matter what.

---

When they left his room, they went to the dining room.

Upon entering they were greeted by Koneko who immediately threw herself on him.

Yukio: "Hey, stop jumping so much." He carried her while she snuggled into his chest but soon her eyes fell on her sister with some confusion.

Koneko: "Why does Nee-chan smell like Yukio-onii?"

Yukio: "Eh?" He looked at Kuroka and did the same, it was true she had a certain smell similar to him. As if the system noticed his confusion, it answered his doubts.

System: "Due to the user's brand, Kuroka is impregnated with your scent, so that any other dragon does not carry intentions towards your wife."

Oh ... It was the only thing he could answer in response in his head, this was going to be hard to explain.

Yukio: "That ... It does not matter now, did you have lunch?"

Koneko put it aside for now and Kuroka shook her head.

So the three of them sat down to eat, but he noticed the look Shuri gave Kuroka, who ignored her as if she did not notice her.

He knew that he probably had problems, he knew Yasaka's feelings towards him and that her sense of smell was really incomprehensible.

So he finished lunch and then said goodbye to everyone.

---

He had appeared in his room, he began to review the items in his inventory.

He was able to see many kinds of food, clothes and some things like books and some things to camp out in the open, he knew that very likely he would never get to use them.

But his inventory could contain many things and you never know when it would be necessary.

He heard some footsteps near his door and it opened showing Issei.

Issei: "Ah, you came back, where were you?"

Yukio: "I left for a moment ... Is something wrong?"

Issei nodded and approached while looking at him.

Issei: "I ... I want to train with you." He spoke to me with determination, he knew that Yukio trained some martial arts secretly.

Because whenever they had problems at school it was he who fought.

Yukio looked at his expression and it seemed curious to him, he decided to ask.

Yukio: "For me, there is no problem in helping you, but before that, would you tell me why?"

Issei seemed to blush but squeezed his fists and spoke: "I want to make myself strong and protect Katase!"

His reason seemed valid to him, who would not want to protect the woman you love? He had realized that in this world that perverse Issei would no longer appear.

He smiled and waved his hand "Well, I'll help you tomorrow, but I can only help you a little." Issei nodded and smiled as he left the room, he was happy even if he trained him a little.

Yukio: "* Sigh * Maybe it's not my real family but at least I'll make him a little stronger." He already had training in mind, although he could not show him the supernatural, at least tempering his body a bit to adapt to Ddraig in the future should be possible.

What he did not know is that because of his ideas, the result would be more different than he expected …

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