Ooka Momiji looked like a little bird clinging to a person.
Seeing this, Fujino was speechless, his mood at the moment full of helplessness.
I haven't even said anything yet, and haven't even done anything...
You, this little Little Maple, just directly brought the imperial robe over and put it on me, bringing along a sister into the bargain.
You're really torturing your emperor!
What else is there to say?
Not to mention an elder sister, you can even be my own real sister...
Fujino had made some assumptions in his heart, but Little Maple's move had clearly exceeded his expectations.
She even conveniently and fiercely trampled him with those jade feet wrapped in thick, black, soft cotton.
All he could say was that as expected of you, Little Maple.
She directly fulfilled the prerequisites with her own strength and triggered the IF route...
Fujino raised his hand and rubbed Ooka Momiji's wet hair. "Alright, alright, with me you'll always be the older sister."
"Not just the older sister, but also the wife."
"Wumu..."
Hearing this, Ooka Momiji's face instantly turned red, and her head drooped. The completely fearless demeanor from just a moment ago vanished entirely, instantly transforming her into a shy, ostrich-like maiden.
Ooka Momiji felt that she should have let go of her inhibitions.
After all, everything that should be done had been done, and although things that shouldn't be done hadn't been done yet, sooner or later they would be...
What else was there to hold back?
However, he actually called me wife!
He called me wife!
Looking at Ooka Momiji in his arms, Fujino felt she was even more adorable.
In his view, Momiji was the supportive-wife type.
Her single-minded devotion to treating him well went without saying; she could also read the room, and