In Hentai World as Mira Tsubakihara's Relative

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"Served him right."

"Yeah, Takahashi deserved it."

"Exactly. That guy's been a menace for too long. Well done."

Thunderous punches rained down, each one driving Takahashi's stomach further inward until his body was crumpled like a rag doll.

Only then did Hikari toss him onto the ground, coldly glaring at him without uttering a single word.

Writhing on the floor, Takahashi suddenly snapped out of his pain-induced haze. Trembling as if jolted awake, he began to bawl like a child, his words spilling out in desperation.

"I'll transfer it. I'll transfer the money. Please! Stop hitting me—I'm begging you."

Through sobs and snot, Takahashi hastily sent Hikari 200,000 yen before staggering away, blood trailing from his mouth as he fled down the stairs.

Watching his pitiful retreat, Hikari shook his head with a faint sigh.

"You should've transferred it earlier. I could've gone easy on you. What a waste of a chance."

There were too many people around for Hikari to make Takahashi disappear entirely. But since Takahashi dared to bother Yukino today, he had already resolved to give the man a beating.

Conveniently, Takahashi's behavior handed him an excuse without needing something as contrived as, 'You stepped out with your left foot first.'

As soon as Takahashi left, the tenants crowded around, enthusiastically thanking Hikari.

Of course, their gratitude wasn't purely about him dealing with Takahashi—it was also because Rikka had just announced Hikari as the new interim manager of the apartment. Naturally, the tenants wanted to curry favor.

Some of the female tenants, in particular, seemed a bit too enthusiastic, brushing up against him while thanking him repeatedly.

Hikari was thoroughly unimpressed, his face betraying his frustration.

After finally sending them all away, he turned to Yukino Mifuyu, who had just witnessed the entire scene.

Noticing her staring at him in a daze, Hikari waved a hand in front of her striking blue eyes.

"Miss Yukino? Miss Yukino?"

"Ah! Yes, yes, I'm here." Yukino snapped back to reality, hurriedly responding with a flustered expression.

Seeing her panic, Hikari's brows furrowed in mild confusion.

Her hands quickly clutched the hem of her dress as she stammered, "Um, Hikari-kun, why don't you come inside? I'll brew some tea for you."

Before he could respond, she bolted into her room, slamming the door behind her. Inside, Yukino leaned against the door, gasping for air.

"Ugh... Did I lose control of my ability again just now?"

Her gaze drifted downward, noticing the damp state of her dress and tights.

"My skirt... and even my stockings... They're soaked."

Her face turned crimson as she buried it in her hands, groaning.

"This is so embarrassing. He's definitely going to misunderstand."

Hurriedly, she changed into a fresh outfit—a lightweight lavender slip dress.

She rushed back out, anxious about keeping Hikari waiting.

However, the moment Hikari looked up, his breath hitched.

Gone was Yukino's usual conservative attire of a fitted sweater, pencil skirt, and tights. Instead, she now wore a delicate, sleeveless slip dress in a soft shade of lavender.

The urgency of her movements caused one of the thin straps to slide off her shoulder, revealing an expanse of smooth, pale skin.

Hikari felt his throat tighten.

'So this... this is the legendary yuki-onna.'

Her porcelain shoulders, subtly exposed, seemed to glisten under the soft light. Her full figure strained against the flimsy fabric as if daring it to hold together.

Her long, shapely legs, typically hidden beneath dark stockings, now gleamed like polished ivory.

Combined with her flowing white hair and the widow's ring she always wore... [T/N: Mah niggerr]

'Oh, for heaven's sake.'

Hikari lowered his gaze out of sheer propriety, cursing inwardly.

As a self-proclaimed admirer of mature women, even he found it difficult to maintain composure in the presence of Yukino's radiance, a beauty that rivaled the ethereal, revered in his heart, Mrs. Mira.

His heart thumped uncontrollably, the temptation nearly overwhelming.

Yukino noticed his reaction, her own cheeks burning. Pulling her strap back into place, she tried to hide her shyness but failed to suppress the slight upward curl of her lips.

For a woman who loathed the lecherous stares of men, she found Hikari's flustered gaze oddly endearing.

Maybe it was because, in the dreams that haunted her nights recently, it was always Hikari by her side.

'No, no, no! Stop it!'

'Just yesterday, I violated him countless times in my dreams. I can't be shameless in reality too.' [T/N: ☠️]

Bringing out a tray of tea, she approached Hikari, her voice trembling ever so slightly.

"Hikari-kun, thank you again for helping me today. I really appreciate it."

As she poured him a cup of tea, her hands shook slightly, and her flushed cheeks betrayed her inner turmoil.

Hikari, regaining his composure, smiled warmly. "It's nothing. Just doing what's right. When you see injustice—"

"Ow! Shh..." He yelped as the steaming tea touched his lips.

The heat surprised him, but before he could process it, his mouth suddenly felt icy cold.

And then... her face was inches from his.

Their noses nearly touched.

Her lips were—

'Wait a second'

'Am I being... kissed?'

As Yukino finally pulled back, Hikari's mind was spinning.

"I'm so sorry." Yukino stammered, bowing deeply. "It's my body's fault. My natural cold constitution makes me drink very hot tea, and I panicked when I saw you burned yourself... I didn't think—"

Flustered, she dropped to her knees and bowed even lower, tears of mortification in her eyes.

Hikari quickly helped her up, his voice tinged with disbelief.

"Wait, Yukino-san, was that... was that your first kiss?"

Blushing furiously, Yukino nodded.

Hikari scratched his head.

"Then... if anything, I should be the one apologizing. I may have stolen something precious to you."

He tried to sound lighthearted, but the gravity of the moment weighed on both of them.

Yukino's lips trembled as she looked away. "It's fine... It's just..."

'How can I tell him?'

'That during that kiss, I almost lost control again... and nearly pinned him to the ground.'

'I've waited decades for this moment. And now, I'm not sure if I can stop myself next time.'

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