Is My Little Sister Trying to Harm Me?

Warm water streamed over her body, washing away all the impurities and sweat.

After her bath, she stood before the mirror and stared at her reflection, unable to help freezing in surprise.

Her skin had become much fairer and smoother than before.

Her complexion, too, was unbelievably good.

"This breathing technique breakthrough came with quite a few perks."

Molly touched her smooth arm, feeling delighted.

She changed into clean clothes and transformed again.

Sure enough, those black impurities had not stained her magical outfit. The white fabric remained clean and neat, without so much as a speck of dirt.

Molly nodded in satisfaction and took out her phone to check the time.

10:50 p.m.

It was almost eleven.

Her gaze softened as she thought of her younger sister, Moyan.

These past few days, although she had been busy practicing swordsmanship and fighting, she had replenished her sister's magic every night.

Molly walked to the window and gently pushed it open.

The cool night breeze brushed through her hair, carrying a faint floral fragrance.

With swift, nimble movements, she climbed out the window and silently made her way outside her sister's room.

The room was lit, the lamplight illuminating the frail girl on the bed.

Moyan sat by the bed, her little face slightly pale and her brows faintly furrowed. But the moment she saw Molly arrive, she immediately smiled in delight.

Molly's heart softened. She climbed into the room and walked over to the bed.

She extended a finger and gently placed it between her sister's lips.

"Here's today's magic replenishment."

Warm magic slowly flowed from her fingertip into her sister's body.

"Mhm, mhm!"

Moyan instinctively took Molly's finger into her mouth and gently sucked on it, like a child craving candy.

Molly's cheeks instantly turned red.

She could clearly feel the soft, wet sensation against her fingertip, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Honestly..."

Molly smiled helplessly and let her sister continue sucking.

Only when she felt her sister's magic fill up and saw her complexion become much rosier did she gently withdraw her finger.

After replenishing her magic, she said goodbye to her sister and turned to climb back out the window.

Back in her bedroom, Molly undid her transformation and collapsed onto the bed.

She was truly exhausted.

She had not had a proper night's sleep in days. After fighting and running around all day, then practicing swordsmanship for another two hours at night, every bone in her body felt as though it had fallen apart.

She pulled the blanket over herself and, the moment her head touched the pillow, fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Molly vaguely heard the soft sound of a door opening through her haze of sleep.

"Click..."

Her body instantly tensed.

Who was it?

She had clearly locked the door!

Molly held her breath, kept her eyes shut, and pretended to still be deeply asleep.

Her ears strained sharply as she carefully listened to the sounds in the room.

The footsteps were very light and cautious as they approached the bed.

Then, she heard her sister's guilty, timid voice quietly ask:

"Big Sis, are you asleep?"

Molly did not answer.

Her heart was filled with confusion.

Why had her sister come in?

She had clearly locked the door.

And it was so late. Why was her sister not sleeping? What was she doing in Molly's room?

"Phew... phew..."

Molly kept her breathing even and continued pretending to sleep, waiting to see what would happen.

Next, she heard her sister seemingly muttering something under her breath, as if casting some sort of spell.

"Sleep %&#♡..."

A faint ripple of magic spread through the room. Molly felt her mind grow dizzy, while her eyelids became as heavy as lead.

But her willpower far exceeded that of ordinary people, and she forcibly held herself back from falling asleep.

Then, she heard her sister ask the air beside her:

"Lilith, is this enough? After casting Deep Sleep Magic, Big Sis won't wake up, right?"

Lilith?

Her sister's familiar?

Molly became even more confused.

Immediately after, a teasing little girl's voice rang out. It was crisp, yet carried an indescribable hint of mischief:

"Of course, Little Moyan."

"Unless your sister's mental strength is extraordinary, she definitely won't wake up."

"Now, you can do anything you want to your sister..."

Molly's heart sank sharply.

Anything she wanted?

Could her sister be trying to harm her?

Impossible!

Her sister would never hurt her!

Wait...

Anything at all?

Could it be...

"!!!"

Molly's expression changed, and she immediately rejected the thought.

Her sister was so innocent and kind. She was usually rather distant toward Molly, so there was no way she could have strange thoughts about her.

Absolutely not!

That was way too absurd!

Molly continued holding her breath, her heartbeat accelerating as she eavesdropped.

Sure enough, the next second, she heard her sister quietly protest:

"I'd never do anything to Big Sis! I just... I just want to sleep with Big Sis, that's all."

Hearing that, Molly's taut nerves instantly relaxed, and a gentle smile curled across her lips.

So that was it!

What a relief...

Footsteps sounded again, lightly approaching the bed.

Molly could feel her sister carefully lifting a corner of the blanket before gently slipping inside.

A soft, warm girl's body pressed against her, carrying a faint floral scent and as tender as a ball of cotton.

Her sister stretched out an arm and carefully wrapped it around Molly's waist, nuzzling her head into the hollow of Molly's neck like a little cat seeking comfort.

"I love Big Sis's scent the most... (Note: This is familial affection.)"

Her sister's voice was a dreamy murmur.

Molly's cheeks turned red again.

She could clearly feel her sister's warm breath spilling over the hollow of her neck, ticklish and warm.

She did not dare move. She could only keep her body stiff and let her sister hold her.

Outside the window, moonlight filtered through a gap in the curtains and fell upon the sisters sleeping in each other's arms, gentle and tranquil.

"Phew... phew..."

Listening to her sister breathe, Molly secretly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.

Yet her heart felt strangely itchy.

Because this was the first time she had ever slept with another girl!

And they were holding each other this tightly!

Happiness max↗!

Tonight, she would probably be awake all night.

"Good thing my sister isn't getting handsy with me... Hm???"

"Wait, don't keep pinching and tugging there either! (Note: It is the protagonist's cheek.)"

"Mmgh... My face is about to get pinched out of shape~"