Inaba Tsukuyo, 13 years old.
As the youngest of the Five Swords at Qianyuan Dormitory, she is actually the strongest. The swordsmanship school she uses is dicine Pill Self-Display. Since childhood, her body has been weak, and although her eyes cannot see, her hearing is extrely sharp. It is precisely because of this that she can beco one of the Five Swords with such a body.
Hmm, extrely sharp hearing.
In fact, in Qianyuan Dormitory, all the movents in the entire dormitory could not escape Inaba Tsukuyo’s ears.
Naturally, Duanmu Huai’s office was no exception.
It’s just... hmm, it sowhat surprised Inaba Tsukuyo.
"Oh... oh... ah..."
Although Duanmu Huai’s room was far at the other end and there was soundproofing, Inaba Tsukuyo’s keen ears still caught the beast-like panting coming from there. Honestly, this sowhat surprised Inaba Tsukuyo, as she didn’t expect the usually relaxed Mianmu Zuoniao to make such shaless sounds.
On that note, it was quite unexpected that these two had this kind of relationship, truly disappointing.
While Inaba Tsukuyo was pondering, the voices of the two intermittently reached her again.
"Teacher... going to die... Zuoniao... so painful..."
"Really? I thought you’d like this... Ora!"
"Oh oh oh oh oh! The little baby’s room... going to break... going to break...!"
"......"
Inaba Tsukuyo reached out and covered her ears, but even so, her hearing, which was several tis more sensitive than ordinary people’s, still ignored Inaba Tsukuyo’s rejection and captured that faint sound.
"Ora! Ora! Ora! How does it feel?"
"Oh oh oh oh oh...!"
Duanmu Huai’s deep voice sounded in Inaba Tsukuyo’s ears as if transford into so substantial existence, expanding within her body. It was like so machine, vibrating with a buzzing sound, which gave Inaba Tsukuyo a strange feeling she had never experienced before. She frowned deeply, covering her ears tightly and twisting her body, seemingly trying to dispel this peculiar sensation.
Inaba Tsukuyo had never been as dissatisfied with her keen hearing as she was now, but unfortunately, the more upset she beca, the less she could stop those sounds from flowing into her mind. To the extent that even a vivid image was produced in Inaba Tsukuyo’s brain — even though she hadn’t seen anything since birth, the sound seed to possess so sort of magic power, directly crossing the stage of imagination, as if projecting the images directly into Inaba Tsukuyo’s mind.
"Ha ah......"
Inaba Tsukuyo sighed quietly, then got up from the bed and sat on the floor to ditate, trying to expel these complex, strange thoughts from her mind. However, things did not work out as desired; the more Inaba Tsukuyo concentrated her mind, the more vivid the growls and panting sounds by her ears beca, even her body seed to be infected by the sound, starting to tense up involuntarily.
Not only sound and image, at this mont, Inaba Tsukuyo could even feel the hot air there and the thick, suffocating atmosphere interwoven with masculinity and femininity. All this was an illusion, but here, the illusion seed to gradually beco reality......
In the dark guest room, the petite girl knelt on the ground, her pearl-like small and round toes curling forcefully, holding the knife almost as long as herself in her arms, tightly closing her eyes. With the faint sound coming to her ears, her face showed a hint of red......
"Mmm..."
Finally, Inaba Tsukuyo stiffened for a mont, then flopped down limply. She opened her eyes, her godless bright red eyes dim.
She cradled the longsword in her hands, speaking softly to herself.
"Truly disappointing......"
Duanmu Huai had no idea about Inaba Tsukuyo’s ordeal, after all, he had quite a bit of confidence in the soundproofing of his office. Having thoroughly worn out Mianmu Zuoniao until she rolled her eyes and lost her senses, drooling and begging for rcy, Duanmu Huai finally let go of this troublemaker who ssed with him every day, got out of bed feeling refreshed.
"Ah, good morning, brother; breakfast will be ready soon."
When Duanmu Huai reached the first floor, Shajuye was already preparing breakfast, while Yuko Shionji, Abigail, and Inaba Tsukuyo all sat obediently at the table... hmm, how to put it, on a closer look, these three outwardly look like twelve or thirteen-year-old girls, it feels like having raised three daughters?
"Oh."
Duanmu Huai nodded, then went to his desk on the other side of the first-floor hall. Originally, Duanmu Huai planned to take a look at those intel and find clues before eating. However, what surprised Duanmu Huai was that before he was seated, he noticed a docunt placed neatly in the center of his desk.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this docunt, Duanmu Huai frowned. He rembered very clearly, whenever he finished reading a docunt, he casually tossed it aside, never placing it properly.
"... Shajuye, did you move the stuff on my desk?"
"Of course not, doesn’t brother always say that if anyone moves your stuff, you won’t find it?"
While preparing breakfast, Shajuye also teased. She knew this habit of Duanmu Huai; he just liked to leave things in a chaotic ss, or at least it looked like a chaotic ss to Shajuye, but Duanmu Huai quite liked it this way. Because he explained that despite looking so ssy, he could reach out and find what he was looking for instantly.
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