Pick Up a Daughter First (5.1K)

Her movements were very graceful, yet without the slightest hesitation.

She lay on her side on the bed with her back to Yotsuba Mahiro, and Mahiro could only see her beautiful curves hidden under the covers.

Although she agreed to the other party's request to spend the night with them, Aya Sengakuji remained on guard at all times.

"It's only one night, is it really that big of a deal?"

Mahiro speechlessly at the bed that had been cut in half and the gap between them.

He felt that Aya Sengakuji's personality was a bit too cold, and besides, was he the kind of person who broke his promises?

He seemed to have forgotten that, all things considered, he had only known Aya Sengakuji for two days.

It's already quite kind of them to let him stay overnight.

"Is there anything you're unhappy about?" Suddenly, Aya Sengakuji spoke calmly.

"It's nothing, anyway, you don't need to sleep here anymore."

Although it was a bit of a shame that the bed, which looked perfectly fine, had been cut in half, he still chose not to provoke this icy witch tonight.

"Before you go to sleep, let me say this one more time: while you are asleep, please do not do anything to me that you would do to Natsuki Minamiya. You said you kissed the ground while Nangong Natsuki Minamiya was asleep, right?" Aya Sengakuji warned.

"I wouldn't, and it was only out of necessity, okay?" Mahiro was utterly helpless.

Just in case, I'm considering whether I should tie you up.

With her back to Yotsuba Mahiro Aya Sengakuji, Sendou Muya had no idea if she was joking; her personality was truly unpredictable.

"Tsk."

Mahiro clicked his tongue slightly.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Aya Sengakuji chuckled softly a few times while hiding under the covers.

"Alright, it's getting late. We need to get up before seven in the morning, so go to bed early."

As the words fell, Aya Sengakuji's breathing gradually calmed down.

Watching that gradually undulating figure, Mahiro couldn't help but murmur softly:

"Aren't these the topics you brought up?"

He then cleared his mind and began analyzing the prison structure again.

As dawn approached, Mahiro finished analyzing the Prison Barrier. In that instant, a heavy sense of exhaustion washed over him like a tide, and his heavy eyelids gradually drooped.

Despite possessing Tyrant's evolutionary genes, he still gets tired, especially mentally.

Even though my mental strength is unexpectedly strong, probably equivalent to three Yotsuba Clan Yotsuba Miya, I still get tired when I need to.

However, he discovered that each time he exceeded the limit of mental exertion, he would receive a partial boost, as if a container was forcibly enlarged to hold more water.

Nothing more was said that night.

The next morning, Aya Sengakuji, who was accustomed to her biological clock, was the first to wake up.

She opened her eyes and looked at Yotsuba Mahiro, who was fast asleep on the other side of the bed. She found that he had been sleeping soundly all night and had not done anything out of line, so she felt relieved.

Then, she slowly got up, stood on the bed, and stretched gracefully.

Then, she looked again at Yotsuba Mahiro, who was sleeping sweetly and showed no signs of waking up. She gently stretched out her jade-like foot and stepped on Mahiro's lower abdomen.

"Hey, wake up quickly, or we'll be stuck in this confined space for a whole day!"

While still fast asleep and recovering her strength, Makoto Mahiro grabbed the soft foot resting on her stomach and mumbled, "It's not dawn yet, let's sleep a little longer."

"What are you doing, grabbing my foot!"

With her toes Mahiro by Zhenxun, a faint blush of anger rose on her usually serene face as she glared at the boy on the bed.

Seemingly sensing the softness in her hands resisting, Mahiro strange and slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw that morning was Aya Sengakuji's pretty face with a hint of anger.

The softness that his fingers were tightly gripping was none other than her jade-like feet.

Her toes were perfectly rounded and white, so soft they seemed boneless.

The pale blue veins were very prominent, highlighting the beauty of her jade-like feet.

They are very small and cute; you can easily hold them in one hand.

Unfortunately, the view above her jade-like feet was limited to her slender, white legs visible only through the hem of her kimono.

Unlike Giulio Ciroud, who was exposed as a prostitute, she was dressed very conservatively.

"Good morning," Mahiro greeted her as if nothing had happened.

Seemingly sensing the heat in the other's gaze, Aya Sengakuji hurriedly withdrew her jade-like foot, feigning composure as she said:

"I've kept my promise to let you stay one night. Didn't you say you'd take me out of prison?"

Mahiro rubbed his eyes, sat up, yawned, and replied, "That's true, but we still have to wait for someone, and the first thing to do after getting up should be to wash up, right? You don't want to show up in front of the world with sleep in your eyes, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Aya Sengakuji was startled at first, then abandoned Yotsuba Mahiro and rushed to the washroom prepared in the cell.

Looking closely at her pretty face in the mirror, she realized she had been deceived by this despicable bastard.

There's no eye discharge in my bright, clear eyes!

But Aya Sengakuji still carefully washed herself to avoid being teased by that bastard again.

Just as Aya Sengakuji was washing up in the bathroom, there was a sudden knock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, a tall, thin man exuding the air of a refined scholar was standing outside.

"Good morning, Yotsuba Clan. Won't you invite me in?" Kiriha Kisaki said gently, as always.

Although the cell wasn't his, he was still welcomed in because of a previous agreement.

Upon entering, Kiriha Kisaki's gaze fell upon the somewhat disheveled bed, and he immediately teased:

"Oh dear, it seems I've come at the wrong time. I didn't expect Yotsuba Clan and Ms. Sentoki to make such rapid progress overnight."

He even deliberately ignored the gap between the two beds, teasing him about it.

"I didn't expect you to have a habit of gossiping behind people's backs, Kiriha Kisaki."

At this moment, Aya Sengakuji also came out of the washroom. Her pretty face was still covered with water droplets, clearly indicating that she hadn't even dried her face before running out.

However, she had already returned to her usual icy demeanor, especially her aura of keeping strangers at bay, which seemed to have become even more chilling because of Kiriha Kisaki's words.

"Oh dear, I didn't say anything, Miss Xian Dumu, please don't misunderstand."

Kiriha Kisaki hurriedly waved his hand, but the smile on his face never stopped.

Aya Sengakuji merely snorted coldly, ignoring him completely, and then looked at Yotsuba Mahiro, and asked:

"Is this the man you've been waiting for?"

"Yes, after all, he took me in for one night and told me a lot of things, so I plan to take him with me when I leave."

Mahiro spoke very frankly.

Aya Sengakuji had no objections, but urged, "Then let's hurry up and leave this prison."

"Of course, no problem, but we need to do some preparation before that. Leaving only requires a teleportation spell, but first you need to give me latitude and longitude coordinates as an anchor point. Which of you two will handle this coordinate?"

Chapter 334 First, pick up a daughter (5.1K)

The coordinate anchor points were provided by Aya Sengakuji.

As for the coordinates...

Are you sure you want to use the LCO headquarters as the teleportation coordinate anchor point?

These words were spoken by Yotsuba Mahiro, but his gaze kept shifting back and forth between Aya Sengakuji and Kiriha Kisaki.

The meaning is clear: it's one thing for him, but Kiriha Kisaki is an outsider. Is it really okay for him to just barge into your headquarters like that?

Aya Sengakuji seemed to understand his thoughts, then glanced at Kiriha Kisaki, and said calmly:

"It's alright."

"Alright, in that case, hold on tight to me." With that, Mahiro reached out his hand to the woman.

Seeing Yotsuba Mahiro's outstretched hand, Aya Sengakuji hesitated for a moment, but still placed her hand in Mahiro's palm.

But the hand that was originally held in the palm suddenly became intertwined with the other's fingers, Aya Sengakuji felt a warm breath coming from the other's fingers.

This made her both ashamed and angry, but before she could retaliate, she suddenly felt a tremendous force strike her, causing her to uncontrollably fall into the other person's arms.

Hold me tighter.

Mahiro put his arm around her waist, feeling her slender waist even through the thick clothes, and smelling the faint fragrance wafting to his nose, Mahiro felt a surge of Mahiro.

This time, however, a hint of anger flashed in Aya Sengakuji's beautiful eyes.

But just as she was about to lash out, Mahiro reached out with his other hand and grabbed Kiriha Kisaki.

Aya Sengakuji felt a blur before her eyes, and when she regained consciousness, she found that they were no longer in the Prison Barrier, but had moved from the closed bedroom into a spacious area.

Although the light was very dim, everything around me felt so familiar.

In front of her stood a girl of about ten years old, accompanied by several expressionless maids. Although the girl with short hair looked more like a boy, her aura Yoruichi Shihōin as Aya's.

At this moment, the little girl, who looked exactly like Ah -Yoruichi Shihōin, was staring at Aye and Mahiro with her cute and bright eyes.

"Yuuma Sengakuji..."

Although it was the first time he had seen the daughter he had created, Aya Sengakuji was very familiar with her.

A faint look of surprise slowly appeared in her eyes; she hadn't expected that this young man could actually get her out of prison.

Meanwhile, Mahiro was also observing the mother and daughter who seemed both strange and familiar.

They really do look quite alike.

The mother and daughter's faces are about 90% similar; both are very beautiful. The only differences are their pupils and hair.

Aya Sengakuji's eyes shone like bright rubies; they were fiery eyes.

Those eyes, gently smiling, held an unusual and somewhat ominous quality, and her flowing black hair almost reached her feet.

Yuuma Sengakuji's pupils are amber, and she has a neat short haircut like a tomboy.

Aside from minor differences in hair length, eye color, and age, the two are almost indistinguishable.

Once the little girl grows up, she will definitely look just like her mother and become a rare beauty.

"Master Da Si Shu."

Several servants respectfully bowed to Aya Sengakuji.

But Aye merely gave a soft "hmm" and nodded slightly before turning her gaze back to the little girl in front of her.

"Mother... Master?"

When the little girl saw the familiar figure from her memories for the first time, she uttered a complex, confused, and apprehensive voice.

"Aye, she must be your daughter, right? She's so cute."

Mahiro squatted down in front of her, smiled, and greeted her.

The girl, a little shy, glanced Mahiro at Zhenxun, then dared not look up again.

Of course.

This girl is a simple copy produced by me through monogamy.

"It was created solely to break the seal of the Prison Barrier; it's nothing more than a shadow of mine!"

Aya Sengakuji spoke indifferently, seemingly without any emotion towards his clone.

However, this statement made Mahiro frown and purse his lips in dissatisfaction.

But before he could say anything, a voice suddenly rang out again, faintly.

"It's a rare sight to see a mother and daughter reunited, but now that I'm out of prison, I'll be taking my leave."

The one speaking was the Kiriha Kisaki.

Compared to Aya Sengakuji, his overall quality is slightly inferior, so he has only just recovered.

But the look in his eyes as he Mahiro was one of utter shock and gratitude.

He never expected that this boy, who seemed to be shrouded in mystery, would actually be able to bring him out of prison, and in such a swift and efficient way, using magic completely different from that of Natsuki Minamiya.