Aunt Xiangzi, how did you manage to live?

Even in the latter part of the nightmare, the eyes sprouted arms that tightly bound his body, snuggling into his arms without warning. Xiao was terrified yet unable to break free from the giant eyes' hold, enduring their gaze in a sweat-drenched nightmare.

"...!"

He woke up under that oppressive force.

What he saw before him was not an unfamiliar ceiling, but rather a scene that was all too familiar to him.

The morning light shone quietly through the gaps in the curtains, falling on Kazama's face and the view of the room he could see.

His golden hair, gleaming in the sunlight, was a messy, sleeping disheveled mess, with a few strands clinging to his cheeks and rising and falling slightly with his breath.

Her sleeping face was as peaceful and gentle as a child's, and the girl lay there without any suspicion, so close to him.

Moreover, and more importantly...

He felt a tight binding around his waist, and when he looked down, he found it was the girl's hands hidden under the covers.

In other words, this guy slept all night while being held in his arms.

"...?!"

Xiao couldn't quite tell whether what he felt was the warmth of the morning light on his chest or the heat rising from the bottom of his heart.

But there is one thing he is very certain of.

"Whether it's an aunt and nephew or just ordinary friends, men and women shouldn't be too close!"

"Well……"

He jumped up from his futon as if startled, and Hatsune, who had been awakened, shook her body slightly like a small animal and raised her head sleepily.

"Good morning, Xiaojun..."

"Good morning, Hatsune Miku—wait, I think you should first explain why this problem is on my bed."

"Hmm? I'm not really sure... Maybe I just rolled off the bed on my own after I fell asleep?"

Who would believe that?! You're not sleepwalking! Who would automatically roll over to someone and put their hand on their clothes, almost pulling it off?!

Kazama, still shaken, checked his clothes and all his body parts, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that everything was intact.

"What? Didn't I sleep with Xiaojun when I was her aunt?"

The girl, who was very resistant to the label "Aunt Hatsune Miku" yesterday, suddenly seemed to have a breakthrough and found a very reasonable reason to refute it.

"Well……"

This really left Xiao speechless for a moment.

Facts speak louder than words; Aunt Hatsune really did sleep with him.

"But as an aunt, you should be lying next to your nephew with a storybook and reading him a bedtime story, not putting your hands on his waist!"

"But Xiaojun is no longer my nephew."

When it comes to situations where she needs to argue, she suddenly becomes eloquent and logical, Hatsune Detective.

"In short, for the sake of our respective innocence, this must never happen again."

Xiao pulled up her pants, feeling somewhat indignant.

Logically speaking, as a normal male in his adolescence, he should have felt flattered and distracted by the closeness of a girl his age.

But if he can have fantasies about a woman whose face looks exactly like that of a certain aunt from her youth, then that's a bit strange.

"Now that we're no longer aunt and nephew, we should be even more careful to maintain proper boundaries between men and women."

"Hey, Xiaojun clearly said she wanted to be my family..."

"They're not that kind of family!"

Okay, Kazama admits he's finding it a little hard to resist Hatsune's ever-bright and cheerful smile. This feeling of being the only one concerned about the slightly overstepping social boundaries, while the other person completely ignores it, is truly agonizing.

"Okay, okay, I was just joking. It's just that what Xiaojun said yesterday made me very happy... so I couldn't help myself. I didn't do anything out of line."

Hatsune smiled faintly, refraining from making any more provocative remarks. She stood up and walked to the side of the boy who looked as if facing a formidable enemy.

She didn't say anything more, but just smiled and buttoned the first button on his shirt, her movements so practiced and natural, as if they were family who spent every day together.

However, this familial feeling is definitely different from the relationship between an aunt and her nephew.

"I'm sorry, I didn't prepare in advance to entertain Xiaojun this time. Next time I will definitely prepare pajamas that fit your body size at home and prepare a sheet for Xiaojun."

After gently straightening the boy's collar and slightly wrinkled hem, Hatsune smiled and took a step back, handing an electronic card to Akatsuki from the small table in front of the bedside table.

"This is……?"

"This is the electronic key for this apartment building, and the password for my home's electronic lock is my birthday."

The moment Hatsune placed the key card in the boy's palm, she did not easily pull her hand away, but gently placed her delicate and soft fingertips on Akatsuki's palm.

"I always keep my word."

The girl smiled with ease, as if she were simply fulfilling a promise she had made long ago to Lu Yiqi Yi Er (8) ④IV〗⑻岄.亿.

"Since we've said we'd become family, then my home is Xiaojun's home too. You can come over whenever you feel lonely, okay?"

"what……"

It turns out that Hatsune Miku wasn't just joking with him about this; she genuinely took every word he said to heart.

"Of course, it would be even better if Xiaojun could tell me some of your lifestyle habits."

"why?"

"If we're supposed to take care of each other like family, it's unfair that I'm the only one being exposed to you, no matter how you look at it, isn't it?"

The girl walked slowly to the French windows, and the light filtering through the curtains vaguely outlined her figure hidden beneath her thin nightgown.

Kazama noticed this and stared at it subconsciously for almost half a minute before looking away, adhering to the principle of not looking at what is improper.

Hatsune chuckled twice, turned around, and grasped the boy's wrists with both hands.

"It doesn't matter what position I hold in Xiaoxin's heart—in my heart, you will always be the most important and precious family member."

Even though Hatsune and Mutsuka both talked about the same thing, their attitudes were completely opposite.

Just as Xiao was caught off guard by this sudden, direct attack, his phone, which was on the table, suddenly emitted a message pop-up notification sound at an inopportune moment.

Both of them looked toward the small table next to the bedside table, following the sound, but only Kazama could see the sender's name flashing on the screen.

"Who's messaging you so early in the morning, Xiaojun?"

"Ah...it seems to be Li Xi. Wait a moment..."

"........."

Upon hearing the name uttered by Xiao, the boy turned around and picked up his phone, and Hatsune's bright smile suddenly vanished.

Chapter Eleven: Daily Life After Marriage in the Triangle Family (?)

After an embarrassing (not really) overnight stay, Kazama greeted the next morning at Hatsune's house.

Although he was genuinely startled when he first opened his eyes that morning by the girl lying quietly so close to him, since Hatsune Miku kept saying that this was an interaction that happens between family members…

Forget it, he already knows that Miku Miku is a female character, as everyone knows.

Putting aside the question of whether snuggling and hugging while someone is asleep is something that "family" would do, he decided to have breakfast at Hatsune's house before going back.

Since it was breakfast time, Hatsune decided to cook again and show off her skills.

"So, Xiaojun, who transmigrated to this time and space, is unemployed. How wonderful! No need to work or go to school, and she even has a fixed income every month..."

However, because she was playing on home turf this time, she was much more at ease preparing for the morning.

"It's impossible to work part-time. It's impossible to work part-time in this life."

Xiao sat obediently at the dining table, waiting for Chef Hatsune to bring out the hot breakfast, while carefree and playing old jokes that were popular several years ago.

"That's fine too. I'll take responsibility for supporting Xiaojun."

I don't know if Hatsune Miku realized it was just a joke, but she answered Akatsuki's casual teasing comment with great seriousness.

"After all, they're family."

The butter melted in the frying pan, creating a ring of shallow bubbles. The efficient girl leaned over and flipped the toast, her movements crisp and light, almost without making a sound.

I have a feeling that Hatsune Miku should be renamed Family Hero.

But to be honest, this feeling of being cherished and cared for... is actually quite nice, isn't it?

Xiao lowered his guard a little and quietly sat in his seat, watching the blonde girl's back as she intently cooked the ingredients in the kitchen for him.

Actually, compared to a mother and son, an aunt and nephew...

They seem more like a newlywed couple now, don't they?

The moment the idea popped into Xiao's head, he shook it off at lightning speed.

No, no, even if Hatsune Miku isn't an aunt anymore, she'd still be hard to find a romantic partner, right? What are you thinking?

"Speaking of which, when other people are around, I should still call you Hatsune Miku Hatsuka, right? After all, it seems you're not planning to reveal your true identity to your companions at this stage."

In order to avoid Hatsune Miku noticing her subtle, distracted expressions, Akatsuki decided to change the subject.

"Yeah, just like Xiaojun doesn't want others to know that your real name is Ruoye Xiao. We're quite similar in this respect, hehe."

You know what, this is truly a "loving family" where they each have something on each other's hands.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone right now. After all, Xiaojun slept very well and was very obedient last night, and I would never do anything to hurt you."

What adjectives describe someone sleeping very well and obediently? What on earth did you do last night?

Well, Hatsune Miku is very good at saying things that she has thought through carefully in a seemingly nonchalant tone, which makes her seem too serious.

Fortunately, Xiao grew up in the gravity base jointly founded by Su Shi and Hatsune Miku. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been so frightened by her declaration of love that they would have felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Speaking of which, if I were to accidentally be photographed by paparazzi spending the night at Hatsune Miku's house, that would be really bad."

"Yes, if they were accidentally filmed, the band Ave Mujica would probably be affected quite a bit... It's a bit of a shame."

"...What a pity."

"No, no. Xiaojun, would you like some avocado? I can put it in a sandwich."

Hatsune's smiling tone was still as gentle as a spring breeze, but Akatsuki could always sense a hint of danger in it.

After having a heart-to-heart talk last night, I felt that Hatsune Miku's heavy aura had become increasingly undisguised. However, considering that this was probably a sign that she had completely let her guard down around me, I decided to turn a blind eye.

"Thanks, I quite like avocados."

"Could it be because Aunt Hatsune Miku will add it to her breakfast menu?"

"Yes, that's right. Actually, I wasn't really interested in this kind of food at first, but every time I stayed overnight at my aunt's house, she would make me an avocado sandwich the next day, and I gradually started to like it."

"Haha~ I knew it."

The humorous conversation added a touch of warmth to this loft apartment, giving it a sense of "home."

However, this atmosphere was abruptly broken by Hatsune Miku's next words.

"Then, what about the other [aunties]?"

Hatsune's voice was still gentle and caring, but her words made Akatsuki, who was enjoying herself, stop drinking water.

On the cutting board, half an avocado has been pitted and sliced. The cuts are clean, and the green flesh looks like freshly cut jade in the sunlight.

"Just now, Shiina Tatsuki sent a text message to Akatsuki, right?"

Hatsune used a spoon to spread fruit slices one by one on the hot bread. Occasionally, her fingertips would touch the fruit, which she would then gently wipe away on the corner of her apron.

Her tone remained calm, as if she were just offering routine concern, but Xiao, based on her years of understanding of Hatsune Miku, sensed something amiss in her words.

"I don't plan to tell anyone about our secret right now,"

Hatsune didn't even turn her head. She neatly stacked sliced ​​tomatoes and pre-cooked steak on top of the avocado, then sprinkled on a pinch of coarse sea salt and black pepper to stimulate the appetite.

"But if Xiaojun plans to tell others, that's fine too."

The coffee pot gurgled and bubbled, its steam and aroma mingling and spreading throughout the room.

"No, no, no... I won't tell her for now."

Feeling an inexplicable pressure emanating from Hatsune Miku, Kazama quickly tried to distance himself from the situation.