The man is a monk in the inside, and he starts by giving his wife a crown.

Misako seemed to sense something in her sleep. Her body subconsciously shrank and a slight moan came from her throat, but she did not wake up.

Etsuko's hands felt the warmth and slight trembling of her sister's skin through the thin silk nightgown.

She smiled evilly and began to draw circles on her sister's flat belly with her fingers.

"elder sister."

Etsukiko lowered her voice and blew into Misako's ear.

"What did the master do to you? Is it...comfortable?"

Misako seemed to be confused between her dream and the sense of reality. Her body tensed up and she began to mumble vaguely:

"Well, Nuan... don't touch..."

Seeing her sister's confused look, the smile in Etsuko's eyes became even brighter.

She hugged her sister tightly, feeling each other's body temperature.

She rubbed her body gently, feeling her sister's subtle unconscious reactions in her sleep, her heart filled with pleasure and excitement as if she had succeeded in a prank.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the slits in the curtains, illuminating Misako's face. She slowly opened her eyes, a hangover-like headache furrowing her brow, a blush still lingering on her cheeks. Last night's dreams were fragmented, sometimes filled with terrifying monsters, sometimes with Master Shuen's serene face, and sometimes with a warm touch she was too embarrassed to recall... She sat up abruptly and looked to her side. Etsumiko was soundly asleep, even a faint smile playing on her lips. For some reason, Misako felt as if her sister had done something last night, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

There was something strange about the atmosphere at the dinner table.

Misako lowered her head and ate her breakfast in small bites, her cheeks flushing from time to time.

Yumiko looked in high spirits. She looked at her sister who looked distracted and embarrassed, and a hint of understanding and mischief flashed in her eyes.

She deliberately moved closer:

"Sister, did you sleep well last night? I thought you seemed to be talking in your sleep."

Misako's face turned red in an instant, and she almost spilled the milk. She glared at her sister in reproach, but was unable to refute her.

After breakfast, Yumiko observed Shuyuan's movements.

Seeing him drinking tea alone in the living room, with only Rinko Akiyama standing beside him like a shadow, she immediately tidied her appearance, put on a sincere and earnest expression, and walked over.

"Master Xiuyuan, good morning."

Etsukoro's voice held just the right amount of respect.

Xiuyuan raised his eyes and glanced at her as a response.

Yumiko stood still and bowed slightly:

"Master, I have something I would like to ask for your help. Ever since what happened the day before yesterday, my sister has been uneasy. She always feels that the house is gloomy and she can't sleep well at night."

She glanced at Misako, who lowered her head and remained silent, and continued:

"We were wondering... could you, Master, condescend to come to our house and perform a ritual to purify the mansion? That would put my sister's mind at ease.

As for the reward, we sisters will definitely prepare enough money for the incense offering and will not let the master make a wasted trip."

She emphasized the three words "incense money" with anticipation in her eyes.

Xiuyuan held the teacup, his fingers unconsciously stroking the wall of the cup.

Exorcising evil spirits and eliminating filth, and soothing people's hearts, are things that accumulate merit, not to mention that there are offerings coming to your door.

He put down his teacup and looked at the two sisters in front of him, each of whom had their own thoughts. He mainly looked at Etsukiko, whose eyes flickered and were quite purposeful. His tone was calm and unwavering.

"Sure. The day after tomorrow morning."

"Great!" Yumiko's eyes lit up. Her goal was achieved, and the smile on her face became more real.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master! We won't disturb you any further. We'll take our leave now."

She quickly pulled up Misako, who was still confused, bowed to Shuen and Rinko, and left the living room with light steps.

As soon as they left, Akizuki Airi and Marina also packed up and came down from upstairs.

Ai Li saw at a glance how happy Yumiko was when she left. She also saw that she kept looking back at Xiu Yuan before she left. Her face immediately fell, and she pouted in dissatisfaction. She came close to Xiu Yuan and whispered:

"Humph, you come to seduce Brother Xiuyuan so early in the morning."

She then hugged Xiuyuan's arm tightly, raised her head, and urged in a sweet voice:

"Brother Xiuyuan, let's go! Let's go see Mom! I really miss the snacks Mom makes!"

Marina looked at her sister like this, shook her head helplessly, and bowed quietly to Xiuyuan.

Xiu Yuan didn't care about Ai Li's little action. He stood up and told Rinzi, "Prepare the car."

After a while, with Ai Li almost hanging on his body and Marina's quiet company, Xiu Yuan left the villa and went to Qiuyue's house.

Rinko stayed in the villa.

In the kitchen of Akizuki's house, the warm yellow light reflects the busy figure of Akizuki Hanayoko.

She was wearing a simple apron, her long hair tied up with a simple hairpin, and was preparing lunch in an orderly manner.

On the chopping board, the ingredients are neatly cut, and the broth is stewing in the pot, emitting an enticing aroma.

She had a gentle smile on her face, and her heart was filled with anticipation as she thought of her two daughters who were about to return, especially the lively Ai Li and the quiet Marina.

Of course, there is also the young but unfathomable Master Xiuyuan, who provided his daughters with a place to live. Hua Daizi always remembers this kindness in his heart.

She specially prepared a few more dishes that her daughters liked, and planned to take out her treasured tea to treat Xiuyuan after dinner.

Next to him, Akizuki Takashi also stayed at home to help out, which was a rare occasion.

He was wearing casual home clothes and trying to imitate his wife in preparing vegetables. As a result, he either peeled the potatoes with bumps or almost cut his fingers. His movements were so clumsy that they were a little funny.

"Ah, this, this radish is quite hard..."

He was struggling with a white radish, sweat on his forehead, but his eyes kept glancing towards the door, absent-minded.

Seeing this, Hua Daizi shook her head with a mixture of helplessness and amusement, then walked over and took the kitchen knife from his hand.

"Mr. Kosan, please go to the living room and rest. I'll take care of this."

Her tone was gentle and she did not blame him.

"No, no, it's okay. I also want to contribute to entertaining the master and the children."

Xiaosan waved his hands quickly, forcing a warm smile on his face, but his hand subconsciously reached into his pocket, and his fingertips touched the cold little medicine bottle.

When he thought of the contents of the bottle and the exciting plan that was to come, his heart began to beat uncontrollably, and even an abnormal blush appeared on his face.

He forced himself to remain calm, picked up the rag and began to wipe the already clean countertop with such force that he almost scraped off a layer of skin from the countertop.

His mind had begun to play uncontrollably with imaginary scenes: the stinky monk who always had a stern face drank the tea with added ingredients, and then... and then what he had been waiting for for a long time... Just thinking about it made Xiaosan feel dry in his mouth and his body reacted uncontrollably.

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He quickly lowered his head and rubbed the same spot hard, trying to cover up his gaffe.

You must stay calm and not reveal any flaws in front of Hua Daizi.

Hua Daizi did not notice anything unusual about her husband, but she felt that he seemed to be particularly "diligent" today, and she felt a little relieved.

She placed the cut vegetables on a plate and began to prepare the tempura batter, her movements gentle and focused.

After wiping the kitchen counter, Xiaosan began to pace around the living room, arranging the sofa cushions and adjusting the paintings on the wall. He seemed busy, but in fact he was restless.

He repeatedly confirmed that the medicine bottle in his pocket was still there, and even secretly took it out to take a look. The dark liquid swayed in the bottle, as if it contained magic that could fulfill all his dirty desires.

He licked his cracked lips, his heart beating like a drum, he was both excited and nervous, his palms were sweaty.

The doorbell rang suddenly, interrupting Akizuki Takashi's anxious pacing in the living room.

He practically jumped, his hand gripping the vial in his pocket subconsciously tightening. He took a deep breath, quickly put on what he considered his most amiable smile, and walked quickly towards the entrance.

The door was opened and three people stood at the door.

Leading the group was the unbelievably young monk Xiuyuan, dressed in a moon-white robe and with an indifferent expression, as if he was just visiting a neighbor.

...... ... ...

Following behind him were two girls, who were Xiaosan's two stepdaughters.

"Master Shuen! Airi! Marina! You're back! Please come in, please come in!"

Xiaosan greeted them warmly, moving aside to make way. His smile was so big that it seemed a little unnatural. His eyes quickly swept across Xiuyuan's face, then immediately moved away and fell on the two girls.

"Mom!" Akizuki Ai Li ignored her stepfather's enthusiasm. She saw her mother walking quickly from the kitchen at a glance, and rushed over like a little cannonball, throwing herself directly into Akizuki Kayoko's arms.

"Mom, I miss you so much!!" She hugged her mother's waist and rubbed her coquettishly, not forgetting to turn around and glare at Xiaosan.

Akizuki Hanayoko was wearing an apron and her hands were still stained with flour. She hugged her little daughter in surprise, her face filled with gentle maternal love.

"Aili, run slower. Marina is back too."

She smiled and looked at her eldest daughter who was following behind with a much more steady pace.

Marina quietly walked up to her mother and bowed slightly:

"Mom, we are back."

Her eyes were gentle, filled with attachment to her mother.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

Kayoko put one arm around Airi and gently patted Marina's shoulder with the other. Then she looked at Shuen standing beside her, with a sincere expression of gratitude on her face, and bowed deeply.

"Master Xiuyuan, thank you so much for taking care of these sisters during this period. I'm sorry to have caused you any trouble."

"It's just a small favor, ma'am, you're welcome."

Xiu Yuan nodded slightly, his eyes calm and without any emotion.

Takashi San stood by and watched the mother and daughter talking intimately. Ai Li was still chattering and complaining about something, and the smile on his face was a little stiff.

His gaze drifted uncontrollably towards Xiu Yuan again. This young monk had an indescribable aura that made him feel an inexplicable pressure and...jealousy.

He forced himself to look away, rubbed his hands, and greeted again enthusiastically:

"What are you standing outside for? Come on, come into the living room and sit down. Hua Daizi, I'll go make tea for the master."

"I'll go."

Hua Daizi said quickly, she let go of her daughters,

"You guys sit with the master first, I'll go prepare some refreshments."

"Mom, I want to eat the strawberry daifuku you made!"

Ellie shouted immediately.

"Okay, okay, everything."

Hua Daizi agreed with a smile, nodded apologetically to Xiuyuan, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Kosan led Xiuyuan and Marina to the sofa in the living room, while Ai Li followed Xiuyuan like a little tail, completely ignoring her stepfather next to her.

As Xiaosan watched this scene, a hint of gloom flashed in the depths of his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by that warm smile.

He was thinking silently in his heart, and the opportunity soon came.

Chapter 91: Ai Li: Brother Xiuyuan, what are you doing with my mother?

In the living room, Qiuyue Xiaosan fidgeted restlessly, frequently getting up to adjust his cushions, or trying to strike up a conversation with Xiuyuan, who was resting his eyes on the sofa...

"Master, you must have had a hard time coming all the way here. Drink some water, drink some water."

He personally brought a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table in front of Xiuyuan. His smile seemed overly attentive, but his eyes were a little vague.

Xiu Yuan didn't even raise his eyelids, but just uttered a soft "hmm" through his nose.

He could clearly sense the malice emanating from the man opposite him, which was like the foul mud in the gutter.

The malice was not entirely directed at him, but more of a twisted excitement and anticipation, mixed with dirty thoughts towards the kitchen next door.

Xiuyuan's spiritual sense swept across Xiaosan's bulging pockets, capturing the outline of a small glass bottle and a very faint but extremely special hormonal scent emanating from the liquid inside.

It seems that the professor's research has finally achieved a breakthrough.

However, the hint of malice that was vaguely directed at him made Xiuyuan feel a little fresh.

This Xiaosan is bolder than expected. Not only is he thinking about his stepdaughter, he even wants to target himself?

Is it because I'm in the way, or is it that... his perverted desires are no longer enough to satisfy ordinary people?

Ellie's noisy voice came from the kitchen: