Early the next morning, Duanmu Huai walked out of his room looking refreshed.
As expected of a married Nightmare loli, her experience was almost on par with Ling Nu's, and as a Nightmare, her physique was far stronger than Ling Nu's, who was merely human.
Hmm?
Then again, for Ling Nu, a human, to possess experience and skills comparable to those of a centuries-old Nightmare at barely more than ten years old, it seemed the nickname "genius female ninja" was well deserved.
Duanmu Huai stretched and pulled his thoughts back, then saw a familiar figure standing with her back to him by the railing at the end of the corridor.
"Yo, Mio."
"Ah, Uncle."
Hearing Duanmu Huai's voice, Naruse Mio turned around and greeted him.
"Good morning."
"Morning. What are you doing here?"
As he spoke, Duanmu Huai walked over to Naruse Mio and looked ahead. A portrait hung on the wall of the hall before them. It depicted a red-haired man who looked imposing and wore rather luxurious clothes.
"Who's that?"
"I heard... he's my biological father."
Naruse Mio looked at the oil painting before her again, her expression complicated. For her, this trip to the Demon Realm had been far from pleasant. Naruse Mio had initially thought that, at the very least, she might be able to meet and acknowledge an uncle related to her by blood. But it seemed the purpose of her visit here was impossible to achieve.
"Sometimes, I really wish this were all just a dream."
Naruse Mio lowered her head.
"I'm not the child of some Demon Race. I'm just an ordinary high school student, living an ordinary life with my family. Demons, nobles—all of them have nothing to do with me. I only want to shop, buy things, and chat with my