Yukino Yukinoshita brought over a glass of water.
Takumi Yuuya dropped the frozen elixir into it.
Without hesitation, Mrs. Yukinoshita drank it down.
"You'll need to train for the effects to manifest faster," Yuuya reminded her.
"I understand. I won't tell anyone about the elixir," Mrs. Yukinoshita said, fixing him with a serious gaze.
"Best not to let anyone know you took it. I can't guarantee that no strange practitioners are around," Yuuya added.
"I understand."
Mrs. Yukinoshita's mind lingered on Yuuya's earlier words…
By the time the car left the villa, darkness had fallen.
Inside, Yuuya sat in the center of the backseat.
Yōno Yukinoshita slid close, looping her arm around his.
"Yuuya-kun…"
Her voice was soft, almost coquettish.
Yuuya kept his eyes closed, saying nothing.
Yukino gazed out the window, pretending not to hear.
Seeing Yuuya remain silent, Yōno leaned closer and whispered in his ear:
"If you give me just one drop of the elixir, I'll grant you one wish… anything you want."
Yuuya opened his eyes, studying her expression.
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 30
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 30
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 30
Yōno's smile was clear—she wasn't playing around.
Yuuya withdrew his gaze and finally spoke.
"Fulfill the condition first, then you get the elixir."
"What condition does Yuuya-kun want?"
Her voice rose slightly—she clearly thought he wouldn't demand anything outrageous in front of Yukino.
"You're Yukino's sister. I can't set anything too extreme," he said, meeting her gaze.
Yōno's smile deepened.
"A kiss."
Yuuya paused thoughtfully.
"What did you say?"
Yōno blinked, stunned.
"Kiss me, and I'll give you what you want."
"Yukino… aren't you going to stop him?"
"I don't see a problem," Yukino said, looking at her sister.
Yōno's mouth opened in surprise.
Yuuya glanced out the window.
"If you refuse before we arrive, next time, the conditions will be even stricter. All the girls who've received something from me already have a romantic connection with me. A kiss is already an easy condition."
"You gave it to Mother… can't you give it to me?"
"The value generated by giving it to Mrs. Yukinoshita starts at a minimum of one billion yen. You can give me ten million, if you like," Yuuya said lightly.
"We're family now, Yuuya-kun. Let's not talk about money."
"I am family with Yukino. You're an outsider."
Yōno's eyes sparkled.
"Then I'll kiss you. Here, you have your chance—if you chicken out, then… hmm."
Before she could finish, Yuuya leaned in and kissed her.
Yukino shook her head.
One moment wise, one moment foolish. Her sister never learns…
What could he possibly be afraid of?
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 30
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 30
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 50
After a while, Yuuya pulled back.
Yōno's cheeks burned with embarrassment and anger.
"Can I have it now?" she demanded.
"Later, at my place," he said calmly.
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 50
She balled her fists.
"Yuuya-kun… I underestimated you."
"Don't say you… even if—"
"Don't get too carried away," Yukino finally spoke, unable to hold back.
"Yukino, with your attitude, you're bound to get teased by Yuuya-kun later," she said, half-scolding.
Yōno looked at her sister.
"If he teases me, I don't mind," she said firmly.
Yukino's cheeks deepened in red but she said nothing.
Yōno stared at her, bewildered. Could it be… Yukino actually…
At Yuuya's house.
The car stopped, and the three entered.
Yukino poured a glass of water and brought it over.
Yuuya added a drop of frozen elixir.
Without hesitation, Yōno drank it.
She set the cup down.
"Does it… feel any different?"
"You'll feel it after training," Yuuya replied.
"Can I have more drops?" she asked eagerly.
"Achieve one condition, and I'll give you ten drops immediately," Yuuya said, sitting on the sofa.
Yōno's eyes lit up.
"What condition?"
"One soccer team… how many players are in it?"
He turned to Yukino.
Yukino gave him a side-eye and walked into Yuuya's bedroom.
Yōno tilted her head, puzzled.
"What does this have to do with soccer?"
"Are you forming a soccer team?" Yuuya asked.
"If you want a team, Hayama-kun would be a perfect choice. He's currently Soubu High's ace," Yuuya nodded.
"Fair point. Having Hayama teach them would make him happy."
"Them? Have you already picked people?"
"Yes, but I'll need your help."
"My help?"
"Possibly for over ten years."
"Ten years? Impossible… are you planning to train them from childhood—"
She stopped mid-sentence, realization dawning. She clenched her small fists.
"Yuuya-kun… you don't mean—"
"Sorry, I miscalculated. Ten years isn't nearly enough. By the time the older kids grow up, the younger ones will barely be able to kick a ball," he said casually.
"Yuuya-kun!"
Disgust Level from Yōno Yukinoshita: 50
"Don't get upset if you don't want to," he added.
"Hit me, then I won't be angry."
"Come on, hit me."
Yuuya rose and stepped toward her.
Yōno swung, and he easily dodged, sweeping her gently toward the ground.
He caught her effortlessly. She muttered a soft "thank you."
"No need," he said, holding her securely.
"I almost forgot you know martial arts," she said, a mixture of embarrassment and exasperation.
"Yukino is so capable, yet her sister is so weak?"
"I haven't trained in a long time," she admitted.
"Ah… all that time spent on social interactions, and this is the result," Yuuya said lightly.
"Can you let me go now?"
"I don't think I mentioned how many kisses. Shall we go again?"
"Then give me another drop of elixir," Yōno demanded.
Hearing that, Yuuya helped her up.
Yōno snorted and strode toward the door.