"That's right—"
Tsukuyomi looked at Mo Yi and smiled.
"This is our home."
Then she looked at Princess, wearing a seemingly flawless smile that said she bore no grudge, and continued, "My daughter, do you understand now who the true master of this place is?"
"You... you—"
Before Princess could get so furious that she spat blood and went through another near-death experience, Mo Yi hurried over, wrapped an arm around her, and comforted her. "Don't be angry. It's bad for your health."
Princess, that's your dad. You can't outplay her. Even I was courting death whenever I tried to scheme in front of Little Night... Of course, I couldn't say that aloud.
"So this is our home—"
Lord Kishin, who had been standing around doing nothing, had her ahoge twitch. She then punched her palm and muttered, "I haven't soaked in Mo Yi's hot spring in ages. I really miss it."
Lord Kishin said to Mo Yi:
"Let's soak in the hot spring first, then go to your room and play games."
With that, Lord Kishin casually slipped inside.
Tsukuyomi: "..."
No, this was Mo Yi's and my home. There was no place for you, idiot sister! Get that through your head, you bastard!
And I hadn't soaked in the hot spring here for so long. I had been thinking that, with no one around to get in the way this time, and now that Mo Yi and I had become husband and wife, I could finally soak with him... What the hell was this idiot sister doing?
She actually wanted to use her filthy body to pollute my home's hot spring. She was asking for death!
"Lord Kishin, you bastard, stop right there!"
Tsukuyomi shouted in a low voice at the rapidly fleeing Lord Kishin:
"I never gave