"..."
Shirou's body went rigid.
The instant his eyes met Touko Aozaki's, he became unable to move—and suddenly felt terribly thirsty.
"..."
Shirou felt his throat growing increasingly parched, while something stirred restlessly inside him.
His gaze unconsciously shifted to Touko Aozaki's disheveled upper body after sleeping.
Her white blouse was stretched taut by her impressive chest, forming an elegant, full shape that contrasted with her slender waist in a figure full of tension.
Shirou had wondered before whether Touko might actually have a better figure than Aoko...
If her little sister was so comfortable to hold, then holding her big sister must feel even better...
"Don't use your Mystic Eyes on me, Touko," Shirou said coldly.
The Doll Master's eyes began to glimmer with an eerie light—
Within Touko's Mystic Eyes, thousands of Mystic Eyes formed a kaleidoscopic structure. The mana amplified several hundred times easily invaded Shirou's thoughts.
However—
Touko smiled sweetly. "Oh my, if you hate it, why don't you just break free? You're much stronger than me, aren't you, Shirou?"
"You know perfectly well I wouldn't do that."
The effect of the Mystic Eyes activated by Touko Aozaki was not "restraint," but "temptation."
In terms of performance, it was far weaker. Shirou could forcibly break free with his own mana.
But if he did that, Touko would also be injured by the backlash. Her eyeballs might even be shattered.
"How gentle of you, Shirou. Even after being treated like this, you still don't want to hurt me... Hehe, you've become such a fine man."
"I feel a little sorry for Aoko and Arisu, but since you're not resisting, I'm going to take advantage of you, all right?"
As she spoke, Touko leaned forward and pressed her forehead against Shirou's.
Their noses and lips were now only