Chapter 48: Conspiracy

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At the entryway, the door was slowly pushed open.

Along with the sound of shoes stepping on the floor, a shadow walked in from the darkness outside the door.

It entered this little home.

Thump. Thump.

Yukina shrank in the corner of the sofa.

She covered her mouth hard.

Her heart was beating so fast it was about to split.

She could not see that person’s face clearly.

She could only, by the faint moonlight, make out a tall outline.

It stood motionless at the boundary between the entryway and the living room.

Was it her sister?

It did not quite seem like it.

If it were her sister, coming home should not be this quiet.

She would at least say something.

But if it was not her sister, then who was it?

…

Yukina did not dare think further.

Suddenly, that shadow began to move.

Eyes gave off a deep fluorescence in the darkness.

They were like ghost fire.

They approached the living room little by little.

Yukina badly wanted to run.

But if she moved even a little now, she would very likely be discovered.

She could only press tightly against the sofa.

She curled both legs up.

Her toes went taut.

She shrank her body as small as possible.

She pretended she was only an unmoving cushion.

She hid as if playing hide-and-seek.

The living room was very dark.

If the lights were not turned on, she would not necessarily be seen.

As long as that shadow went into a room, she would have a chance to slip out through the door.

Yukina had already planned it out in her heart.

Just as she was thinking through the details of how to carry it out—

Bzz.

The phone at her waist suddenly vibrated once.

The screen lit up.

“Idiot Tanuki: I’m sorry, Little Yukina, don’t ignore me~ (´இωஇ｀)”

“Idiot Tanuki: I didn’t think they’d believe what I said that easily either, or that it would spread into what it is now. (ﾉ´д｀)”

“Idiot Tanuki: Just forgive me one more time, just once. I promise I won’t set you up again next time. Trust me! ✩⃛˞(๑ꆨ৺ꉺ๑)”

You’re already setting me up!

Yukina wailed in her heart.

She frantically reached out, wanting to turn the screen off.

But her fingers were shaking too hard.

She could not grab the phone at all.

Just as her fingertips finally found the lock button, the second before she was about to kill the light.

A face surfaced from the darkness.

Pale light from below sketched its outline.

It leaned in at a distance so close it was right in front of her.

She could even feel that scorching breath flowing.

—!

Yukina’s heart skipped half a beat.

Before she could do anything, the darkness had already pressed down.

Her whole person was pounced down onto the sofa.

It pressed out a huge dent.

Both hands were seized by a tremendous force and forcibly raised above her head.

The phone slipped from her fingertips.

It fell to the floor.

It formed a small patch of swaying light.

She wanted to cry for help in fear.

But her mouth was blocked by something.

It was slippery.

It carried a little warmth.

It was like some living thing pressed against her lips.

It forced every sound back down her throat.

In the next second, her face was pressed down by something heavy and soft.

It was like a giant hot-water bottle.

So heavy.

So sinking.

She could barely even breathe.

Yukina struggled with muffled “mmph-mmph” sounds.

But the more she moved, the tighter that weight pressed.

Her pajamas rolled up in the twisting.

Her waist and belly were all exposed.

The already-loose sleep shorts slid down some in the pulling.

They exposed an even whiter stretch.

Icy air stuck to her skin.

It made her shake even harder.

W-why do I always get pounced…!

She wailed in her heart.

Tears were about to fall.

But gradually, this sense of oppression, this slippery feeling blocking her mouth, and this clingy-beyond-reason hug made her feel a familiar sense of déjà vu.

It was as if she had only experienced it this morning.

It couldn’t be…

“Hss——————”

A familiar and exaggerated inhale came from above her head.

That person was burying her face in the top of Yukina’s head.

She was greedily drinking in the scent.

It was just like a Dementor about to suck her soul away.

Yukina completely gave up struggling.

The only expression left on her face was one of having nothing left to live for.

…I should have guessed.

The moonlight shifted.

Pure white light spilled through the glass window into the living room.

It finally illuminated the figure pressing down on her.

Pink-white long hair the same as her own.

An office lady uniform that was about to be strained to bursting.

That tiny tear mole under the corner of her eye.

And that plump, magnificent softness unique to an adult succubus.

“Mmph mmph mmph (Sister Yuna)…”

Yukina mumbled this idiot sister’s name.

“Ah, crap!”

Sister Yuna finally came back to herself, as if a switch had been pressed.

She let go of Yukina in her arms.

She pulled back the tail that had been blocking her little sister’s mouth.

“Sorry, sorry. When I saw Little Yukina all fragrant right after a bath, I couldn’t hold back and just… slurp.”

She wiped the drool that had run from the corner of her mouth in pleasure.

Her tail swayed behind her, still not quite finished.

“Hah…”

The heavy weight pressing on her face finally moved away.

Yukina sat up from the sofa.

She covered her chest and slowly let out a breath.

Honestly, for a split second, she had really thought she was being attacked by a stranger who had broken into the house.

Even now her heartbeat had not yet settled.

That was close.

If she had not experienced a similar situation this morning and vaguely noticed something, she might have needed to change her sleep shorts again after just taking a bath.

“Sister, why didn’t you say anything when you came home? You scared me.”

Yukina protested softly.

She pulled her slipped-down sleep shorts up a little.

She also pulled down the pajamas that had rolled up to her chest.

Her voice carried a bit of complaint.

“Ahaha… sorry.”

Sister Yuna scratched the back of her head a little awkwardly.

Her eyes guiltily turned to the side.

“It was pitch-dark. I accidentally had an occupational relapse.”

“Occupational relapse?”

“Ah, no, it’s nothing.”

Sister Yuna covered her own mouth with her tail.

Sweat slid down her cheek.

So suspicious… Yukina muttered in her heart.

But compared to that, she cared more about something else.

“Sister.”

Yukina sat up straight and asked:

“What’s the deal with that text? Why did you tell me to hide? And those calls… what on earth happened?”

“Ah, right. I almost forgot the important part.”

Yuna slapped her forehead.

The smile on her face vanished at once.

Her expression rarely became this serious.

She did not speak right away.

Instead she first turned her head and glanced toward the entryway.

Then she stood up.

She gently closed the half-open living room window.

She also pulled the curtains tight, leaving only a slit.

After confirming no other light was leaking in, she sat back down beside Yukina.

She pressed her voice very low:

“Yukina, listen to me. Go pack the important things in the house right now. We leave tonight. We leave this place.”

“Leave… here?”

“Mm. Leave this city.”

Yukina froze.

“W-why? That’s way too sudden…”

Sister Yuna did not answer right away.

She only held Yukina’s hand a little tighter.

Yukina could feel that her sister’s fingers were a little cold.

They also carried a slight tremble.

This was not her acting spoiled.

She was truly afraid of something.

But it was too sudden.

She could not accept leaving this city just like that.

If she left, what would happen to Mashiro?

They had clearly only just found a method to suppress Blood Moon Disease.

This mess she had caused had not been cleaned up yet.

The entire school could turn into a bloody slaughterhouse at any moment.

The people who originally should have obtained happiness would also completely fall into a hell of suffering.

“Sister.”

Yukina took a deep breath.

She turned her hand over and held Yuna’s ice-cold fingers.

She made her voice as soft as she could:

“Don’t rush. First tell me what happened. I’ll stay here with you. We still have other ways.”

Her palm was very small, but it was very warm.

Yuna looked at her.

She looked for a good while.

At last she sighed.

She reached out and patted Yukina’s head.

She ruffled that half-dry pink-white hair into a mess.

“That’s true. Little Yukina has already grown up. I shouldn’t hide everything from you and make the decisions for you.”

She drew in a heavy breath.

“The things I say next, when you hear them, don’t be afraid.”

Yukina shrank in a little.

She nodded very lightly.

“Mm. I won’t be afraid.”

Sister Yuna pressed her lips tight.

She reached into her pocket and took out that phone covered in cracks in the glass.

After a click of unlocking, her fingers tapped quickly on the screen.

At last it froze on a certain image.

She held it out in front of Yukina.

The glowing screen was especially piercing in the darkness.

Yukina took the phone with both hands.

She lowered her head and looked at the screen.

What met her eyes was “0.”

The number 0.

So many, so many zeros.

Yukina was almost seeing stars from looking.

She lifted her head and looked at her sister in confusion.

“Sister, these numbers are…”

“Not long ago, an anonymous account transferred money into my bank card.”

“Huh?”

For a split second, Yukina thought her sister was joking.

But she was not.

Her sister was looking at her with a completely serious face.

She slowly figured out the situation.

She lowered her head again.

She stretched out a fingertip and counted the zeros one by one:

“Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands, millions…”

Yukina lifted her head.

Her sakura-colored eyes trembled violently.

“One million?”

“Mm.”

Her sister folded her arms across her chest.

She said with a complicated expression:

“Some inexplicable guy transferred one million into my bank card. No explanation at all. No memo. Even asking the bank, they can’t trace it.”

Then her eyes darkened.

“I suspect… our family may have gotten rolled into some huge conspiracy.”