The next day, as the sun began to rise, golden light filtered through the cracks in the window, casting a soft glow across the room.
Little Loli Haibara stirred awake.
She had drunk the least the night before, so naturally, she was the first to wake up.
Still groggy, Haibara reached out with her small hand, feeling around the large bed.
Empty.
Something felt off.
There were five of them and only two beds—so why was no one here?
Turning her head, her eyes landed on the neighboring bed, and she was instantly dumbfounded.
Aunt Eri, Aunt Yukiko, and Ran were all huddled together on the same bed.
The two older women lay on either side, both turned inward toward Ran in the middle. Their positions were so synchronized, it almost looked choreographed.
Haibara blinked in disbelief.
But something was even more wrong.
"Where's Akashi?" she muttered.
She quickly tossed aside the white quilt and scanned the area—left, right, even under the bed.
Nothing. No trace of Akashi.
Her blue eyes narrowed.
With a swift movement, her little feet landed on the carpet, and she stormed toward the other bed.
She raised her hand—
Fwoosh!
The girls' blankets flipped open, revealing the absurd scene underneath.
"!!"
Haibara's blood pressure spiked instantly.
The sight before her resembled something out of a Japanese Ukiyo-e painting... or perhaps a Greek marble sculpture. In short—it was outrageous.
Akashi lay sound asleep in Ran's arms, flanked tightly on both sides by Eri and Yukiko. Their long, pale legs were tangled together in such a mess that it was impossible to tell whose limbs were whose.
Thanks to the residual Yin energy in his body, Akashi had become like a human magnet—even in sleep, he unconsciously attracted women to him.
The four of them were all cuddled together, breathing softly and sleeping soundly.
Meanwhile, Haibara was on the verge of exploding.
Without hesitation, she dove into the bed, squeezing past the tangle of legs and arms, and finally grabbed onto Akashi.
Feeling a tug, the succubus shota slowly opened his eyes.
A trace of sleepiness lingered in his deep gaze, but it quickly faded as he sensed the dense Yin energy coursing through him.
An inexplicable wave of excitement washed over him.
Last night, he had unknowingly absorbed over 2,500 units of Yin energy—more than 1,000 from each of the three women.
That was comparable to the reward from solving a murder case.
His total Yin energy now exceeded 41,000—specifically, 41,266!
It felt... incredible.
And just as he fully woke up—
Ding! Ding! Ding!
A flurry of system prompts echoed in his mind.
[Ding! Grasp of Immortality triggered. Congratulations, host! Constitution +1!]
[Ding! Grasp of Immortality triggered. Congratulations, host! Physical Strength +1.5!]
[Ding! Grasp of Immortality triggered. Congratulations, host! Physical Strength +1.2!]
His Constitution had officially crossed the 50-point threshold, now sitting at 51!
Another notification popped up:
[Ding! The unstable medicine furnace successfully refined a pill. Congratulations, host, you've obtained a Vajra Indestructible Pill!]
[Vajra Indestructible Pill: After consumption, grants a 5-second buff during which the user becomes immune to injury, poison, and death.]
"!!"
Akashi's eyes lit up.
He hadn't expected to wake up amidst soft arms and silky legs... only to be rewarded with a lifesaving treasure.
This unstable medicine furnace is really like a mystery box!
Unstable Medicine Furnace: A special item stored in the host's personal space. Can be activated once a day to generate a random medicine with unique effects.
"Invincibility for five seconds... that's huge."
Yesterday, the furnace had only spat out residue. But today, it gave him a top-tier pill.
That was the charm—and chaos—of the unstable furnace. Sometimes it succeeded, sometimes it didn't.
Hence the name.
Without hesitation, Akashi locked in today's recipe. The more Vajra Indestructible Pills, the better!
But before he could savor the moment, a ticklish sensation brought him back to reality.
He turned his head and met Haibara's very unamused glare.
Clearly, she had been startled awake by the barrage of system prompts—but from her point of view, it looked like he had spent the night basking in a sea of soft thighs.
Her fury was justified.
Akashi tried to sit up but quickly realized he was trapped by several jade-like arms and legs.
The Yin energy was still affecting the women—they clung to him like leeches.
"I can't move, Ai," he whispered helplessly.
Sighing, Haibara climbed onto the bed and began to untangle the mess.
First Yukiko's legs.
Then Eri's.
Finally, Akashi's.
Once his legs were free, Haibara grabbed him by the ankles and tugged.
Schlop!
Akashi slid out from between the girls like a slippery fish down a water slide—finally freed.
But the moment he landed, Haibara's foot came down hard on his chest.
Thud!
Of course, with over 50 points in Constitution, Akashi barely felt a thing. It was like being tapped by a pillow.
Still, Haibara stood over him, fuming like a little lioness.
Seeing her this angry, Akashi assumed she was upset about being left out last night. He reached out to hug her in comfort.
"Come here," he said gently. "You're just angry I didn't bring you with me last night, right? I'll make it up to you with some Yin energy—"
"Don't touch me, you perv!" Haibara snapped, shoving him away. "You smell disgusting! Go rinse off—now!"
Akashi blinked. "What do you mean? I smell great."
But now was not the time to argue. Women were irrational in these moments.
He obediently turned and walked to the bathroom.
As the door shut, Haibara squinted and huffed in frustration.
Her gaze then shifted back to the peacefully sleeping trio.
An evil glint appeared in her eye.
Time for revenge.
She raced out to the balcony where she remembered seeing Yukiko stash some colored markers under her futon.
Definitely meant for Eri last night...
Pulling the markers free, Haibara returned to the room with mischief on her mind.
Climbing back onto the bed, she began her work—adding all sorts of colorful graffiti across the three women's faces and limbs.
The result?
A masterpiece.
An upgraded Ukiyo-e painting, with every stroke painted in pure vengeance.
Of course, Akashi had no idea what was going on outside the bathroom.
When he came out, the three women were once again tucked beneath the white quilt, undisturbed.
And Haibara?
She sat quietly, legs crossed, looking completely innocent.
Not a trace of guilt on her face.
In fact, her blue eyes shimmered with anticipation.
Akashi, noticing her sudden good mood, tilted his head in confusion—but chose not to pry.
He had a strange feeling something was coming.
And it definitely wasn't good.