The Sekirei’s Covenant

"Ha…" In the early morning, as he opened his hazy eyes, Sora instinctively wanted to stretch and yawn.

However, what left Sora speechless was that his body couldn't move at all!

Looking to the left, his left hand was tightly held. Looking to the right, his right hand was firmly embraced by Tsukiumi. Looking down, his legs were pressed down by Matsu.

Moreover, what was even more speechless was that there was a drooling blonde loli lying on his chest, soaking his shirt!

Shaking his head, a smile appeared on his face. Although it was a bit hard, these were all things he had worked so hard to earn!

Miya had suggested more than once that Sora should sleep separately from these little Sekireis, but Sora naturally refused. After all these years, he had long gotten used to it. If he didn't have something to hold onto at night, he would have insomnia.

Although Miya could be quite strong-willed at times, Sora, being the person who understood her best, had plenty of ways to deal with her.

Hmph, if they wanted to separate the little Sekireis from him, fine. If it really came to that, he would just sneak into Miya's bed and see who could outdo whom!

In the end, it was Miya who yielded. She couldn't let Sora sneak into her bed; if they accidentally sparked something and she was transformed, it would lead to trouble.

All along, Miya had forbidden Sora from doing anything impure at Izumo Inn, which was just her petty jealousy acting up. Sora understood this, so every night, he only engaged in some verbal teasing with Musubi and the others, and he hadn't really crossed any lines.

Because of this, Miya felt a bit touched. That's why she indulged and spoiled him so much.

Not long after, after finishing cleaning up, everyone had gathered around the dining table.

"Sora, you seemed quite happy last night," Miya said with a smile, hinting at something while having breakfast.

"Yeah, it was pretty fun," Sora replied without a hint of embarrassment, munching on his food.

His skin had long since thickened; these things were trivial to him.

On the other hand, Tsukiumi turned bright red, quickly lowering her head, wishing she could find a hole to hide in. Musubi was a bit better; being her cute and silly self, she didn't quite understand, and having experienced such scenes more often, she felt it was nothing.

However, the most impressive was Matsu. Perhaps it should be said that she truly lived up to her title as the "Sekirei of Shame." If it weren't for Miya's devilish smile stunning her, she would have shared the exciting details with everyone, and even Sora would have been deeply impressed by her.

Amidst various entertainment gossip, everyone finished breakfast and prepared to start a new day.

Miya had to go shopping for daily necessities, so after finishing her meal, she left Izumo Inn. Matsu naturally had to continue her life of decadence, returning to her secret room to play on the computer. Sora planned to practice with Musubi, so the two changed into simple outfits and prepared to practice in the yard.

As for Tsukiumi, with nothing to do, she was directly ordered by Sora to play with Kusano.

Although life had become relatively leisurely after returning to Izumo Inn, Sora had not neglected his training. As more and more Sekireis were transformed, the abilities he shared also increased.

However, aside from those attribute-based abilities, such as the lightning power of Hikari and Hibiki, Kusano's life force, and Tsukiumi's water power, which he could use directly, Sora couldn't use the others.

It wasn't that he couldn't; it was just that his body couldn't respond. It was like Musubi's Bear Fist; he clearly knew how to do it in his mind, but his body just wouldn't listen, feeling very unfamiliar, making it feel the same whether he could do it or not.

Therefore, to quickly enhance his strength, Sora had no choice but to practice hard with Musubi every day. When it came to Bear Fist against Bear Fist, they had to admit that the two of them had quite a good time sparring.

After two hours of practice, both Sora and Musubi were a bit tired, so they stopped.

"Musubi, I'm going to take a shower first. Do you want to join me?" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Sora said to Musubi.

They had showered together more than once, and Sora casually suggested it.

Originally, Musubi was quite willing; she enjoyed the games they played while showering together, but in the end, she shook her head.

"You go ahead, Sora. Miya asked me to water the flowers and plants in the yard, so I'll go later."

"Oh, okay then."

There would be plenty of opportunities, so Sora wasn't disappointed. He nodded and left alone.

On the street, a fiery red luxury Ferrari was speeding along, with a man and a woman inside. The man was handsome, wearing a gentle, sunny smile. The woman was beautiful, resting her bored hand on the car window, her face adorned with a mischievous smile.

At a certain moment, not far from Izumo Inn, the sports car finally came to a stop. The woman in the passenger seat jumped out of the car with a fluid motion.

"Well then, see you in a bit!" the man said, looking at the woman.

"I'll be back soon; I'm just going to meet someone," the woman casually replied as she walked toward Izumo Inn.

"Ah, I wonder how Musubi is doing," the woman murmured to herself as she walked.

 "Hahaha, no, Kusano, you'll get your clothes wet!" In the yard, Kusano stretched out her little hand to grab the water hose in Musubi's hand, who, while speaking, lifted the hose to the other side.

Uh, however, the water from the hose splashed all over the woman who had just entered.

"Ah? Sorry!" Realizing she had accidentally caused trouble, Musubi quickly apologized.

"Still the same as always, clumsy Musubi," the woman said, not angry but somewhat speechless.

With silver-gray hair and silver-gray eyes, even her cloak was silver-gray. The woman who entered was none other than No. 4, Karasuba!

"Lady Karasuba! Why are you here?" Musubi said, her face filled with surprise and excitement.

With a faint smile, Karasuba replied, "I heard some rumors about Musubi. Did I suddenly come here and make things awkward for you?"

With her hands clasped together, Musubi shook her head repeatedly.

"Not at all, I'm very happy!"

Just as Karasuba was about to say something, a voice came from inside the house:

"Musubi, do we have a guest?"

Sora, who had just finished showering, thought it was a guest and reached out a hand to greet the visitor.

"Yo, you…"

Well, upon seeing the figure with a mischievous smile, Sora was completely stunned, unable to react for a long time.

Like Sora, Karasuba was also completely frozen, her smile turning stiff.

"Lady Karasuba, Sora, do you know each other?" Looking at the two who seemed to hit it off at first sight, not only Musubi but even Kusano looked on with curiosity, glancing back and forth between them.

Neither answered; at that moment, both Sora and Karasuba were unable to hear any other sounds. The expressions on their faces grew more intense and exaggerated.

"Oh my god!!!" The first to snap back to reality was Sora, letting out a scream that echoed like a wail from the depths of hell, startling countless birds around them.

Without hesitation, Sora bolted toward his room at full speed.

At that moment, Karasuba also regained her senses, her expression becoming incredibly vivid. No, perhaps it could no longer be described as vivid.