In Hentai World as Mira Tsubakihara's Relative

After hearing the explanation, Hikari quickly pieced things together. He smiled nonchalantly and nodded. "Thank you for sharing so much, Mrs. Shouko. You're truly thoughtful."

Shouko Katsuragi returned the smile politely and resumed sweeping the hallway floor.

In truth, Shouko Katsuragi was in a good mood. Chatting with a young, handsome man like Hikari reminded her of how older men often enjoy conversing with lively, beautiful young girls.

On the surface, Hikari remained calm. But as he listened to Shouko's introduction—particularly about her stepson and two daughters—his expression subtly shifted.

These names and descriptions clicked instantly in his memory.

Yes, they were the charcters form a particular Netorare genre.

Hikari had already learned that the neighbor next door was a security guard. However, he hadn't expected it to be this security guard—Kareki Tsunetaka himself.

And Shouko Katsuragi wasn't living there permanently yet. Based on her words, she'd recently gotten engaged to Kareki's father.

Since her fiancé's house was under renovation, she chose to stay temporarily with Kareki after their engagement.

The "minotaur" this time… was that very security guard—the brother-in-law-to-be of Shouko Katsuragi.

Hikari quietly linked a Pure Love Paper Crane to Shouko Katsuragi for good measure.

After exchanging polite farewells, he returned to his room.

———

Once inside, Hikari prepared a simple meal of noodles before beginning his daily exercise routine.

Although he could boost his stats by assigning points, he considered regular exercise essential. Not only did it allow him to strengthen his body faster, but it also helped him adapt to his growing power and refine control over his strength.

As a result, Hikari made time every day for at least some exercise.

This time, he had just completed a thousand squats with a barbell and was preparing to do one-finger push-ups when the Pure Love Radar in his mind suddenly activated.

[Ding! A minotaur has been detected, and a spirit of pure love is at risk. The host is advised to intervene immediately.]

Hikari halted mid-motion, a faint grin spreading across his face. "A minotaur incident right at home? How convenient."

Without wasting time, he threw on his clothes and stepped out of his apartment.

At first, he assumed the alert was linked to Shouko Katsuragi, who had connections to Kareki Tsunetaka.

But to his surprise, the neighboring apartment was quiet. Shouko's high heels were no longer at the door, suggesting she'd already left.

Hikari recalled her mentioning that she'd bring her daughters to live here in two days and had only come today to introduce herself.

As for Kareki, maybe he didn't like the marriage so he didn't welcome her.

"So, it's not Mrs. Shouko who's in danger?" Hikari murmured to himself.

He opened the Pure Love Radar and observed the flashing red dot. It wasn't in Kareki's apartment but on the floor above his own, where a family named Mashiro lived.

"Oh! So this apartment complex isn't so normal as it seemed?"

With a small chuckle, Hikari closed his door and headed upstairs.

———

Meanwhile, Chisato was in a foul mood.

It wasn't just the noisy chatter drifting in through her open window; everything irritated her today.

"What's there to talk about with neighbors anyway? So annoying."

The high school girl sat cross-legged on her bed, her JK uniform skirt rising slightly to reveal her pink unde*wear. Her youthful energy was unmistakable, from her fair skin to her petite frame.

But at this moment, her beautiful face was scrunched in frustration.

The real source of her irritation wasn't the noise—it was her uncle, Mashiro Yuta.

Her parents had left town for a few days and entrusted Yuta, her unmarried and rather greasy uncle, to look after her.

Chisato detested Yuta's presence. His sloppy appearance, leering eyes, and creepy demeanor made her skin crawl.

Just then, an obnoxious shout came from downstairs.

"Chi-chan! Dinner's ready!"

Reluctantly, Chisato put down her phone and headed to the dining room.

There, Yuta was already seated, his beer belly pushing against the table.

Chisato sat as far away from him as possible, but Yuta didn't miss the chance to ogle her as she moved.

"Chi-chan," he said with a forced smile. "Your uncle worked hard to prepare this meal. Eat up while it's hot."

Chisato shot him a disdainful look. "This is obviously the food Mom made this morning. You just reheated it. Do you not even know how to use a microwave?"

Her sharp tone hit its mark, and Yuta's face darkened.

"Just eat," he muttered, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Ignoring him, Chisato focused on her phone while eating, her lack of interest cutting deeper than her words.

As they ate, Yuta couldn't help sneaking glances at her. The sight of her smooth skin, matured body, peculiar for a sevent*en year old girl and musky smeel of her body, made Yuta drool on his seat.

Finally, unable to bear her indifference, Yuta barked, "Stop playing with your phone and come sit next to me. We should talk—it's rude to ignore your uncle."

Chisato didn't even look up. "My parents don't care if I use my phone during meals, so why should you? Besides, we have nothing to talk about."

Yuta's face contorted in frustration. "Don't you remember what you said to me when you were little? You promised to marry your uncle when you grew up."

Chisato's fork froze mid-air. She looked up, eyes cold. "I was a kid. Kids say dumb things all the time. You're delusional if you took that seriously."

"Besides, it was you who forced me to say that. Taking advantage of my age. You creep!"

Her words hit Yuta like a slap, but the twisted smile on his face only deepened.

Watching Chisato leave for the bathroom, Yuta's thoughts grew darker.

"She promised me… She has to keep her promise…"

"She can't go back on her word! She must fulfill her promise!"

"Chi-chan! Chi-chan! My Chi-Chan!

Mashiro Yuta looked at the bathroom and began to slowly reach his hand towards his crotch. His eyes were red and many evil thoughts filled his mind.

Suddenly, his hand stopped.

It wasn't that Mashiro Yuta had a change of heart and felt that it was too beastly to have evil thoughts about his own niece.

He just felt that this wasn't satisfying or exciting enough.

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