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"Little brother~" His older sister also noticed Morikawa Yu, floated over to him, and hugged him.

Morikawa Yu snapped out of her daze and pulled her face away from her sister's face wash.

He hugged his sister, then looked at Xinjue, who had rolled a few times on the ground and was now at his feet, with a puzzled expression.

"This is......?"

"Hmm... Haven't you figured it out yet, little brother?" The older sister smiled.

"This is a bride's spiritual practice!"

"A bride undergoing spiritual training?" Morikawa Yu was taken aback.

"Yes, girls who want to become wives who satisfy their husbands must undergo the training of a bride!"

Morikawa Yu was even more confused. She looked at Fei Yue and noticed a blush on her usually cool face: "Qing Yi taught me to do it. She said that wives should learn ways to help their husbands relax, such as cleaning their ears and giving them massages."

“I’ve never tried this before, so I’m practicing with my mind.”

Morikawa Yu nodded, then glanced at the silver-white hair in her hand, and realized that she had just been cleaning Xinjue's ears, only Xinjue's reaction was a bit exaggerated.

But is this the kind of thing brides learn?

Shouldn't it be learning housework, flower arranging, dance, or something like that?

He remembered seeing similar content in anime series before, with at most some added etiquette tips for getting along.

Morikawa Yu glanced at her older sister suspiciously, only to find that her sister had blushed.

"Hmm...it's actually something I haven't done in the past two years, but I've wanted to do. However, since I don't have a real body right now, I'll have to teach it to Himezuki~"

Morikawa Yu sighed.

He guessed that was the case; only his sister would do something so strange.

Before he could even complain, he saw Feiyue adjust her posture, turning into a kneeling position, looking at him expectantly.

"Um... I've almost finished learning, do you want to give it a try, honey?"

Morikawa Yu nodded subconsciously, then realized what she was talking about.

He swallowed hard, glanced at Xinjue lying on the ground, and found that she seemed to still be immersed in the experience, with an expression that said it was worth dying for.

It seems...not bad?

He was very tempted.

After all, it was a lap pillow and ear cleaning service from Himeko.

To say you don't want to give it a try is, of course, self-deception.

Besides, Feiyue is already his wife, so there's nothing wrong with him enjoying the benefits his wife gives him, right?

He took a deep breath, stepped over Xinjue, walked towards Feiyue, and lay down beside her.

Feiyue moved closer to him, then gently lifted Morikawa Yu's head, letting him rest his head on her lap.

Morikawa Yu felt the soft, cool touch on her cheek. Although her face remained expressionless, her heart was soaring.

So comfortable, so comfortable.

He felt completely empty and relaxed.

Chapter 99 My Wife, You're Amazing

He buried his face even lower.

It has not only a soft texture, but also a faint, delicate fragrance.

Feiyue always had this fragrance on her body, and now that the two were in such close contact, the fragrance became even stronger, causing him to unconsciously breathe more heavily.

"Honey, it's a little itchy~"

Feiyue sounded a little embarrassed.

She placed her hand on Morikawa Yu's head to keep him still, while pulling a strand of her cascading silver-white hair, folding it in half, twisting it into a knot.

Morikawa Yu glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, but couldn't see her face.

She held his head, slipped a strand of hair inside, and gently turned it.

Morikawa Yu immediately heard a slight friction sound next to her ear, and at the same time felt a tingling sensation in her ear canal.

The feeling wasn't comfortable at first, but it quickly turned into a subtle sense of comfort.

He squinted his eyes and began to enjoy it.

No wonder my heart felt that way; it really did feel so comfortable.

He had actually experienced this kind of service before, but not a real lap pillow; instead, he listened to ASMR from a virtual YouTuber.

Every time he came back from a mission and lay in his room, not wanting to do anything, he liked to open his treasured folder, listen to an ASMR, and imagine that his 2D wife was cleaning his ears.

Now my dream has come true.

"How are you feeling, honey?" Fei Yue lowered her head and whispered in his ear.

Senchuan Yu felt her warm breath near his ear and let out a soft moan of comfort.

"Great!"

"That's good." Fei Yue seemed relieved and started working on it seriously. The comfortable feeling and soft touch swept through Morikawa Yu's mind again, making him hum comfortably.

On the other side, he heard footsteps approaching.

He opened his eyes and found that it was Xinjue walking over.

"Pervert...Master, would you like me to give you a massage?"

Morikawa Yu raised an eyebrow, about to refuse, when he found that she had already made her move, straddling his side waist, placing her hands on his shoulders, and skillfully kneading them.

His current position was awkward; he was lying on his side with her straddling his waist, which felt very strange.

Feiyue shook her head, stopped cleaning his ears, and turned him over so he was lying face down with his cheek resting on her lap. She then began massaging the acupoints on his neck.

Xinjue stood directly on his back and started stepping on him. Her small feet were soft and boneless, giving him an extremely comfortable feeling.

Morikawa Yu let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that her life was finally complete...

......

For the entire morning, Morikawa Yu did nothing but enjoy the services of Hishitsuki and Shinkaku.

He did nothing until the afternoon, and then just lay there sleeping.

I've heard that in Japanese mythology, the great fox spirit Tamamo-no-Mae can turn the men she likes into useless people. Although Hiizuki is a wolf, not a fox, Morikawa Yu already seems to be on the verge of becoming useless.

However, while Yu was enjoying this decadent yet wonderful life, his older sister seemed to be having a hard time and insisted on making him play video games.

He played with his sister for a while, then glanced at the time and realized it was already 3 p.m., and most of the day was over.

After thinking for a moment, Morikawa Yu stopped himself from continuing to play the game and decided to practice his kendo style or other skills, grind for experience points, and try to unlock other skills in the skill tree.

He went to his room, cleared some space, and began to practice.

Feiyue followed him to the room below and stayed with him. Every now and then, she would offer her comments during Morikawa Yu's practice.

Each of her comments helped Morikawa Yu gain a deeper understanding of sword intent and power.

It was only at this moment that he remembered that Fei Yue was not an ordinary girl, but a powerful expert standing at the peak of power.

In this age of divine decline and mysticism waning, she is the symbol of power.

I just don't know exactly how strong Fei Yue is.

Morikawa Yu suddenly wanted to fight Hiizuki to test the difference between them, but he was afraid of losing and being ridiculed by her, thus losing the initiative in their marital relationship, so he gave up the idea.

After practicing kendo for a while, Morikawa Yu suddenly heard his phone ring.

He frowned as he looked at the unfamiliar number on his phone screen.

Whose call was it? The Metropolitan Police Department? The Uesugi family? Or the Isshiki family?

He answered the phone, only to find a male voice with a slightly husky voice on the other end.

"Hello, is this Mr. Morikawa from Asada Shrine?"

“It’s me. Who are you?” Morikawa Yu replied immediately.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I am Heiji Kurihara, the head of the Equipment Design Department at Fengshen Heavy Industries Research Institute," the man replied quickly over the phone.

"We heard that you want to design guns and swords. The higher-ups in the group contacted us and asked for our assistance, which is why we reached out to you. Do you have time to come over?"

"Fengshen Heavy Industry Research Institute?"

Morikawa Yu repeated the name, recalling the matter of the gun and sword that she had asked Ryoko for help at the shrine that morning.

He was just saying it casually at the time, not really hoping for anything, but unexpectedly, Ryoko actually found him a job at some heavy industry research institute.

"I have time. Do you need me to come now?"

"Yes, it would be best if you could come now. I've already assembled a design team specifically for you, and they can start working right away once you arrive," Kurihara Heiji's voice came again.

"Okay, sure." Morikawa Yu also nodded in agreement.

He listened to the address given by the other party, hung up the phone, then called the driver assigned to him by the Metropolitan Police Department, quickly packed his things, told Hisui a few words, and prepared to leave.

On the other end, Kurihara Heiji hung up the phone and sighed, though his expression wasn't very good.

He was sitting in a bright office, with three people sitting across from him at his desk: two men and one woman, but none of them looked very energetic.

"Hey, you three, Mr. Morikawa will be here soon, so get your act together!" Kurihara Heiji glared at the three of them.

The three of them simply responded, still looking listless.

Kurihara Heiji frowned, but there was nothing he could do.

This afternoon, he received a call from the company's upper management, instructing him to carry out a special mission.

The task is to help a VIP design a special weapon that can perform both slashing and shooting functions, and is also easy to use.

When he first heard about this requirement, he felt like his superiors were playing a joke on him.

He had heard of weapons called gunswords before, but this was the first time he had heard of anyone designing such a thing in this day and age, which he found somewhat unbelievable.

What was this influential person thinking? Why would they want a weapon that has long been abandoned by the times?

Chapter 100 Is this something done by humans?

He sighed, still unable to figure it out, and gave up trying.

......

Meanwhile, Morikawa Yu waited for the Metropolitan Police Department's car and headed to the address given by Kurihara Heiji, finally meeting him at a large research institute on the outskirts of the city.

The other person looked to be in his forties, dressed in a white lab coat, his clothes were neat, his bald head was shiny, and he exuded the aura of a powerful figure.

He greeted Heiji Kurihara and was ushered into a bright conference room, where he immediately saw three researchers sitting inside.

Kurihara Heiji gave him a brief introduction, then looked at him with a troubled expression.

"Um, Morikawa-san, we understand your request, but could you please tell us why you want us to design this weapon?"

As Kurihara Heiji spoke, he looked Morikawa Yu up and down again, sighing inwardly.

To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of the young man in front of him.

Although the other party is very handsome and has a good temperament, he is obviously a scoundrel.

He sensed that the other party was probably the eldest son of a high-ranking member of the group, or a playboy from one of the group's partner companies, who had developed the idea of ​​playing with such a weapon after watching some European medieval fantasy movies.

This made him very dissatisfied.

This young master doesn't go to nightclubs to play with women, but comes here to play with guns and cannons. He's really causing trouble for everyone.

Their research institute is an important department of the group, undertaking projects involving light and heavy weapons and equipment for police and military use, not child's play.

This kind of delusional young master shouldn't be here. He should just go find some cosplay prop makers; those toys are what he should be playing with.

However, the group's top management had already given the order, and Kurihara Heiji had no choice but to comply.

He planned to give them a runaround, figuring the other person probably didn't know anything anyway.