Dual Souls, the Other Half Is Bronya

"..."

After a moment of silence, White Night clicked his tongue and, as usual, brushed the matter aside as if it were nothing. "Since we're already here, we should at least say hello to Kiko."

"Of course. Bronya hasn't seen Sister Kiko in quite some time either."

After all, they had both worked here before. As they walked through the hospital corridors, people continually greeted them.

"Yo, little White Night! Long time no see~"

"You too, Uncle. You're looking pretty good. Seems like you've recovered well, but you should drink less from now on."

"It's been a while. Bronya has gotten even prettier."

"You flatter me, Auntie."

Bronya gave a slight nod. "Have you been doing well lately? You've been sleeping properly, right? Your body can't handle staying up late."

"Haha, Auntie knows. Thank you for caring, Bronya." The kind-looking woman smiled warmly.

"By the way, Uncle, do you know where Sister Kiko is?"

"You mean Kiko? She should be in room xxx right now. Come to think of it, little White Night, you two aren't related by blood, are you?"

"Of course not. Miss Bronya is quite the looker too. Tell Uncle secretly—which one do you like?"

"Cough, cough, cough~"

"Uncle is joking again."

Just then, Bronya appeared behind White Night. After greeting the man, she took White Night with her as they prepared to leave. "We still have things to do, so we won't disturb you."

"Oh, these young people nowadays..."

"Haha, look at you, you're practically an old man already. Since when was it your turn to worry about young people?"

Even though they were afflicted with terminal illnesses, everyone could still joke around without restraint. Perhaps... that was the distinctive charm of Yakushi Hospital~

In Ayatsuji Kaito's hospital room, White Night and Bronya found Yakushi Kiriko as well. She was tending to his condition, gently reminding him, "There shouldn't be any problems now. Still, take it easy. Don't drink too much alcohol, okay~"

"Hahaha, I really have you to thank, Doctor Kiko. In all these years, I've never felt this good."

As he spoke, Ayatsuji Kaito flexed his muscles. Though he still looked somewhat thin, he was glowing with health. "If I were a few years younger, I'd definitely compete in a few more matches."

"So you know that much."

Yakushi Kiriko narrowed her eyes slightly. Her every word seemed to carry a languid air. "Still, while you shouldn't exercise too intensely, swinging a sword now and then is fine."

"And besides, this isn't entirely my doing. If I'm not mistaken, they should be here about now."

"Sister Kiko."

"Yo, Sister Kiko~"

Hearing the two overlapping voices, Yakushi Kiriko turned around. Her emerald eyes overflowed with gentleness. "See? Aren't they here now?"

Siblings

"Looks like you have something to discuss."

With that languid remark, Yakushi Kiriko left the room, leaving the space to the three of them.

"...You two are swordsmen, aren't you?"

Though phrased as a question, his tone was declarative. Ayatsuji Kaito could sense the sharp aura emanating from them. "And earlier, it should have been this young lady?"

"Bronya is pleased to meet you, Mr. Kaito." Bronya nodded slightly in response.

White Night also extended a hand. "Even I've heard of the Ayatsuji Style. Might I have the chance to witness some of it? Oh, and my name is White Night. Yakushi White Night."

"Yakushi..."

Ayatsuji Kaito murmured the name a few times. He looked down at his thin hands. Although they had filled out considerably, they were still... "Haha, since a junior is willing to seek guidance, I naturally have no reason to refuse."

"It's just that my body..."

"There is no need to worry, Mr. Kaito. Patients treated by Sister Kiko never require rehabilitation. Please trust Sister Kiko's medical skills."

"That's right. In fact, you can try getting out of bed right now, and you won't feel the slightest discomfort."

As he spoke, White Night picked up the Wooden Sword for the first time in a while. Training at the academy used Fantasy Forms, so Wooden Swords were only useful outside the academy. "Why not give it a try, Mr. Kaito?"

Ayatsuji Kaito fell silent for a moment, then tried lifting his legs from the bed and placing them on the floor. Then, little by little, he shifted his weight until he was finally standing on his own.

"...What miraculous skill." Even Ayatsuji Kaito could not help but marvel at that point.

A Wooden Sword was placed in his hands. With White Night's medical expertise, he had long since thoroughly assessed the man's condition. There was no issue whatsoever. "Well? Would you like to try, Mr. Kaito?"

"Ah, of course!"

He had been called The Last Samurai, and how could a samurai possibly be without a sword? The moment Ayatsuji Kaito gripped the Wooden Sword, his entire presence changed.

Not long after, in the courtyard specially designated for rehabilitation, Ayatsuji Kaito and White Night engaged in a spar.

Naturally, White Night emerged victorious. "The Ayatsuji Style truly lives up to its reputation. I have learned much."

"I'm no match for you, kid."

From White Night's swordsmanship, Ayatsuji Kaito sensed the strengths of countless schools complementing one another, gradually pushing him toward the pinnacle of the sword. "A style that draws upon the best of every school, is it?"

"Heh~ Just something I figured out on my own when I had nothing better to do. After all, I'm a very greedy person..."

White Night was not at all arrogant about it. "But as for Mr. Kaito, had you been born in ancient times, someone like you probably..."

Would have preferred to die on the battlefield, wouldn't you?

As a swordsman, he could never have been content to grow old and die in bed. He would probably have chosen some moment at the height of his strength, bringing his life to a magnificent end in the midst of a great battle.

"But Mr. Kaito still has Ayase."

Bronya interjected in an even tone. "In these peaceful times, Mr. Kaito should settle down and enjoy his later years. Miss Ayase still needs your encouragement and guidance."

"Hahaha, that's right. To still be able to hold a sword in my later years, with my daughter by my side as well... for someone like me, that is already an immense blessing."

Thinking of his daughter's adorable appearance, even Ayatsuji Kaito's expression gradually softened, revealing the benevolent warmth fitting for his age.

With that, their exchange with Ayatsuji Kaito came to an end. Next, it was finally Yakushi Kiriko's turn.

"Sister Kiko, what are you doing?"

"It's been too long. Big Sister needs to replenish her Xiao Bai energy." Yakushi Kiriko leaned her entire body against White Night, speaking to him in a languid, spoiled tone.

"There's no such thing!"

Even so, White Night let her do as she pleased. Bronya even silently came over and sat down beside them.

"Oh my, is Xiao Bai sick of Big Sister now? Boohoo~ Xiao Bai has grown up. He doesn't want Big Sister anymore, sniffle.jpg."

"Alright, alright~"

Bronya wrapped her arms around Yakushi Kiriko from behind, a trace of indulgence hidden within her calm voice. "Sister Kiko, Bronya is here. Bronya has always been here."

Somewhere along the way, the mature Yakushi Kiriko had come to enjoy acting spoiled more and more—though only in private.

"Mhm~"

Sandwiched between the two of them, Yakushi Kiriko's face flushed faintly. Her slender, fair arms looped around White Night's neck.

Even without doing anything, warmth filled their hearts, and a sense of happiness welled up within them.

As for White Night? He did not struggle at all. Instead, he completely relaxed and leaned backward, feeling Sister Kiko's pair of warm—

For a moment, the three of them nestled together, forming a warm, harmonious, and beautiful scene.

"Xiao Bai, want to play a game?"

Apparently having replenished enough energy, Yakushi Kiriko finally released White Night reluctantly.

This was the private lounge beside Kiriko's office, and it was currently her break time. She took out several game controllers. "It's been a long time since we played together."

"If it's a game, leave it to Bronya." Bronya took a controller without hesitation.

"Alright, then I'll prepare some snacks."

White Night smiled gently and made his way to the kitchen with practiced ease. The room's furnishings were unchanged, though they had not been used in quite some time. "As expected, this sort of thing still has to be done by me."

The electronic screen flickered as time passed second by second...

"Your snacks, Miss Kiko." White Night held a tray like a waiter and gave Yakushi Kiriko a slight bow.

"Do you provide VIP service?"

The two of them were occupied with their controllers and could not free their hands. But since it was White Night, given their relationship... this posture seemed more like playful intimacy?

"Yes, my lady."

White Night gave a slight bow, then cut up the dessert and brought a small piece to Kiriko's lips.

Kiriko did not shy away from it. She opened her small mouth, her moist lips looking especially alluring beneath the sunlight, and bit down on the snack White Night offered her. After savoring it carefully, she said, "You've improved again, Xiao Bai."

"At this rate, Big Sister really won't be able to live without you. Xiao Bai, you have to take responsibility for Big Sister, okay~"

"White Night."

Bronya's calm voice sounded from beside them. Since they were both herself, there was even less need for reserve. White Night naturally offered her a piece of dessert, and the two cooperated with perfect understanding.

"Is Xiao Bai going to become an all-purpose waiter?"

"Emmm... That wouldn't be bad. But if possible, I'd prefer to be called a butler."

Who wouldn't want an all-purpose butler? Elegant and proper in every gesture, capable of perfectly fulfilling almost any request, and able to fight when it mattered.

Unfortunately... someone like that was probably impossible to find. So White Night would take on the role himself!

Time always passed quickly when playing games.

When the break ended, White Night and Bronya followed Yakushi Kiriko as usual, helping her out, treating patients, and tending to their conditions until night hung high overhead.

"...Is something wrong, Sister Kiko?"

Yet there stood Yakushi Kiriko by the door, holding a set of bedding in her arms. She wore only thin sleepwear, her proud curves fully exposed.

Without answering White Night, Yakushi Kiriko threw herself onto the bed. Her ample chest swayed slightly with the mattress. "Xiao Bai, it's been a long time since we slept together too. Tonight, let's try whispering some secrets to each other~"

At this moment, the angel in white had vanished, replaced by a succubus from the abyss, seductively tugging at one's heartstrings.

"...I'm very greedy, Sister Kiko." White Night's voice was slightly hoarse.

Then, while Yakushi Kiriko was still stunned, Yin-Yang reversed! An alluring, delicate body—Bronya appeared in her place instead. "This time, let Bronya take over, Sister Kiko."

The Mood Was Just Right...

"...Xiao Bai has someone he likes, right?"

After a period of silence, Yakushi Kiriko leaned into Bronya and buried herself in her pair of soft mounds. Her slightly curled green short hair fell loose, scattered across her pretty face.

"Mhm."

Bronya patted Kiriko's back with her fair hand. At that moment, she could only respond stiffly, unsure of what else to say.

"Is it a classmate from Broken Blade Academy?"

"...No."

"Then, was it something those eyes saw again?"

"Probably."

"So it's one-sided love?"

"..."

Silence followed. Bronya's hand stopped moving. She sat up slightly, her silver-pink eyes meeting Kiriko's... before she lowered her head and pressed her forehead against the other girl's.

"Sister Kiko, Bronya has always liked you. Bronya is here, always, always here."

Two fair, slender little hands quietly rose, catching Kiriko's soft hands. Then their fingers intertwined, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the room.