After giving it some thought, Mo Yi chose to satisfy her curiosity. Partly because he doted on her, and partly because he wanted to tell her that he truly came from a parallel world, that he had his own bonds in another world, and that his departure was inevitable. This could be considered a daily precautionary shot for her, letting her gradually accept that fact so that when they truly had to part, she would not be too heartbroken.
"Ahem. The Kishin I know is probably my future mother-in-law."
Tsukuyomi had already prepared herself for the worst. Even if Mo Yi said, "No more pretending, I'll come clean—Kishin is actually my wife too," she would not let her murderous intent and twisted expression burst out uncontrollably. Instead, she would bury them deep inside.
But no matter how wild her imagination was, she never could have guessed that Kishin would be Mo Yi's mother-in-law.
Tsukuyomi: So she's his mother-in-law. Then it's fi—my ass!
In other words, her sister's daughter had become Mo Yi's wife!
At that thought, Tsukuyomi added another niece whose name she did not yet know to her little must-kill notebook.
"Th-this... Sister actually had a child?"
Taking the opportunity to rein in her negative emotions, Tsukuyomi put on a curious expression. "Even if it's a parallel world, it still has plenty of reference value. What kind of husband did my aunt marry in the future? What was her daughter called? What did she look like...?"
"I'm very rideable—"
Tsukuyomi had already given up on disrupting Mo Yi while he made breakfast. Instead, she moved over a little stool and sat beside him, notebook in hand—the one Mo Yi had given her—looking every bit like a gossip columnist.
Mo Yi: "..."
Women really were creatures with terrifyingly strong curiosity.