Return, Only to Wake Up in May's Arms?! (5.5K)

It's truly heartbreaking.

"Fine, let all evil be destroyed under the brilliance of the stars."

Hovering above the stratosphere, Yotsuba Mahiro gazed down at the earth with an icy look in his eyes.

At the same time, he pointed "Night Demon" high into the sky and pulled the trigger.

"Starfall Strike" - Activated!

Under his indifferent and ruthless gaze, countless meteorites were pulled down from Earth's outer orbit, like a meteor shower or a torrential downpour.

The powerful impact shattered the mountains and caused the sea to boil.

The ground was completely engulfed in flames, with no trace of life remaining.

Volume 3: Return of the Demonic Irregularity

Chapter 93: He returns, but wakes up in Maya's arms?! (5.5K)

Nighttime.

The stone lanterns in the courtyard cast a bluish-white light, and the inky night enveloped the Yotsuba Clan family mansion.

Inside the living room, the white steam rising from the teapot meandered upwards under the dim yellow light.

"Maya, there's still no news of Young Master Mahiro today."

"How much time has passed?"

"It's been exactly one month as of today."

"Yeah..."

The hand of Hayama, who was serving at her side, hovered above Maya's teacup, the water tracing a shimmering amber arc. Maya's fingertips gently caressed the glaze on the rim of the cup, and the rising steam blurred her Maya.

"Maya, please forgive my rudeness. Is it possible that Master Mahiro is really dead, as Tatsuya said?"

Mahiro has been missing for a month; the news was reported to the main family by Tatsuya.

Although it wasn't said explicitly at the time, the meaning was implied both overtly and covertly.

Because Mahiro suddenly disappeared at that time, along with the relics.

It's like being Nihility... no, Nihility, it's impossible to trace even at the molecular or elemental level, as if this person never existed.

At that time, they were in FLT's laboratory, a completely sealed room.

Therefore, Tatsuya concludes that Yotsuba Mahiro is dead.

"Hehe~ Hayama, do you think so too?"

"No, my conclusions are based solely on Tatsuya's report and my recent investigations."

After all, if someone goes missing, they should at least leave some clues.

However, despite the combined efforts of the Yotsuba Family, the Saegusa Family, and even the Chiba Family in searching, they found no trace of them.

"What if Tatsuya is wrong?"

Maya picked up her teacup and took a small sip, her posture alluring and her movements captivating.

"You mean, Mahiro isn't dead?"

"Hayama, how about we make a bet?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"Giggle~"

Maya smiled, placing her hands on her lower abdomen, feeling the warmth emanating from her through the thin, wine-red fabric, her eyes revealing an indescribable tenderness.

"Although that child wasn't conceived from my womb, he was ultimately born from my organs, and from a DNA perspective, he is also my child."

"Perhaps this is what it feels like to be connected to someone by blood... I can sense that little Mahiro is just lost."

Her delicate fingertips unconsciously traced tiny folds on her burgundy kimono, just like the gesture she had fantasized about countless times—stroking a baby in swaddling clothes.

At the same time, a hint of regret and deep-seated hatred flashed in Maya's eyes.

That was clearly her child, a child who should have been born from her womb, held in her arms, and watched grow up, just like her older sister had done.

But in the end... it's like being born as an experiment, unable to even embrace it with one's own hands.

She was completely deprived of her rights as a woman and as a mother!

Now they're going to take away her most beloved child!

It's all their fault... no, it's the whole world's fault!

The world has cursed me, forcibly stripping me of everything I should have been a mother with!

Hayama, who was standing nearby, could naturally sense the rare emotional fluctuation in Maya Yotsuba.

But as the butler, he shouldn't say anything, so he just kept pouring tea.

But just then, the space inside the room suddenly rippled.

There was no sound.

There was absolutely no warning.

There was absolutely no warning.

A figure suddenly appeared and fell out.

Yotsuba Mahiro landed right on Maya, burying her head deep into her chest.

Not only was Hayama startled, but even Maya exclaimed "Oh my!" and looked at the person lying on top of her with a surprised expression.

She was somewhat incredulous.

So much so that his arms instinctively tightened the moment they touched Mahiro's body, but immediately relaxed into an embracing posture, the silk sleeves making a slight rubbing sound due to the sudden force.

Then, as if he were the victor, he raised his head and met Hayama's gaze.

"Hayama, you lost."

This elegant witch wore a playful smile, like that of a young girl, on her alluring face.

"Lord Maya..."

Hayama was caught off guard.

Hayama didn't care about the bet at all; what he cared about was that Yotsuba Mahiro, who had appeared out of nowhere, was now lying on top of the head of the family!

This is outrageous!

"Shh~ Look how soundly little Mahiro is sleeping, so don't disturb him."

Maya raised a finger, Maya suddenly mouthed a "shh" to interrupt Hayama, while gently stroking Mahiro's hair with her other hand.

I watched him sleeping soundly against my chest.

Although Yoruichi Shihōin was initially surprised and a little flustered, she never showed any anger. After a moment, her surprise disappeared, and an indescribable tenderness appeared in her eyes. She radiated a strong maternal glow!

This was the first time she had ever hugged the child.

Although there might be some issues with the timing?

"Maya, should we inform Miss Miyuki and the Saegusa Family about Mahiro's return?"

After Maya stroked the boy in her arms for a while, Hayama made this suggestion.

"Hmm, I don't think that's necessary."

Yoruichi Shihōin gently stroked the sleeping Mahiro and said slowly, "Let my child handle the girl's affairs himself. Consider it punishment for his long disappearance."

Can this really be considered a punishment?

Hayama dared not doubt it, and Maya did not care.

What she cared about more was where her child had gone during the past month, looking so travel-worn.

"It seems they've encountered quite a few things."

Cold, shivering.

Mahiro's consciousness gradually returned from the darkness, and she immediately felt a subtle warmth, a refreshing fragrance like that of roses lingering around her nose.

Who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

As the three souls posed questions, Yotsuba Mahiro gradually recalled everything that had happened before.

I remember that after I unleashed "Starfall Strike", the falling meteors descended to the ground like flying fireballs, and the impact and explosions spread across the land.

The ocean was boiled.

After burning into a dead star, he used the ring's teleportation function.

He doesn't remember much after that.

Suddenly everything went black, and he inexplicably fainted.

So...

Gradually, he opened his eyes, but what came into view was an unfamiliar room with an antique feel.

It has a heavy desk and a high-backed bar chair, as well as a bookcase that reaches the ceiling, and a very old tea set. In front of it is a sofa set that seems to be used for receiving guests.

The room's decor is European in style and quite luxurious.

A room I've never seen before.

A subtle, refreshing floral fragrance, like that of roses, filled the air, exactly the same scent as before.

I felt inexplicably at ease.

Not only that, he felt he should be lying on a soft, large bed, because he saw black and red curtains hanging high on both sides.

However, what's under his head doesn't seem to be a pillow; it looks more like...

"Oh dear, is she already awake?"

A woman's voice, sounding like a gasp, entered his ears, instantly snapping him out of his daze.

Turning his head, he was startled to see an exquisitely beautiful face, which made him sit up immediately.

Wait, Maya Yotsuba?!

He finally got a clear look at the woman in front of him.

She wore a deep purple-red, high-necked long dress, revealing large expanses of her fair skin and a deep, unfathomable cleavage.

The purplish-red skirt reached just above the knee, and her slender legs were encased in black stockings, outlining her beautiful leg shape.

A pair of burgundy high heels were placed on a footstool-like stool.

The beauty mark at the corner of the woman's eye added a touch of natural allure to her already captivating appearance.

In his memory, besides the deceased Yotsuba Clan Yotsuba Miya, only his adoptive mother, Maya Yotsuba, possessed such a charming appearance!

As my gaze moved downwards, it landed again on the slightly wrinkled and disheveled hem of the skirt, as if I had just been lying there, on Maya Yotsuba's lap!

In other words, the source of that fragrance was Maya Yotsuba herself!

Is it true or false?

"Hehehe~ Your expression is really funny. It was definitely worth waiting a whole day and night."

Maya Yotsuba chuckled softly, covering her luscious red lips with her slender, jade-like hand, her jewel-like purplish-blue eyes gleaming with intense interest.

If it weren't so convenient, she probably would have taken out her camera right now to take a picture of Mahiro's bewildered expression, then framed it in a golden nanmu wood frame and placed it by her bedside as a memento.

"..."

Yotsuba Mahiro glanced at Maya, who had a mysterious smile on her face, then covered her head and began to think carefully, muttering to herself:

"Wait... If you're going to take action, hold on a second. Let me sort this out. What's going on?"