After Gender Swapping, I Became the Daughter of a Yandere Mother with Animal Ears—With the Help of My Yandere Mom and Powerful Sister, I'll Live as a Fox Girl

“Yum, delicious.”

I wonder what she is. As if it’s the most natural thing, she sits at the same table, finishes everything, and remains unfazed. What is she, really?

“Masahiro, aren’t you eating?”

I was puzzled by her curious inquiry. Why is this girl so bold?

I glance briefly at Kohaku. She hasn’t said a word for a while. Just silently glaring at Hibari.

“Eating? Hibari took everything…”

There were succulent grilled skewers, glistening white rice, and even yokan sweets just a moment ago. How come now, all that’s in front of me are empty plates and tea?

Kohaku remains silent as ever. The room is dominated by nothing but silence.

Meanwhile, Hibari is leisurely drinking tea. Her gestures are somewhat elegant, like a beautiful butterfly dancing.

“Look, there’s still some left.”

With that, she offers a flower. A chrysanthemum. What was once a beautiful decoration for the dish is now nothing but trash.

“Ah, thank you…”

Confused, I accept the flower.

Tasting it, it feels natural. The elegant flavor of nature, from the life of the chrysanthemum, fills my mouth.

“Ah…”

I inadvertently let out a sound. This taste is similar to… the relatively tasty weeds I ate on my way back from elementary school… Bitter and green, those memories come flooding back.

“It’s tasty, right?”

“Uh, yeah…”

Honestly, it could be more tasty. But in terms of feeling nature, it’s wonderful.

“Hibari, aren’t you eating?”

“No need. It’s just a decoration. Not very tasty.”

…

She’s really bold. I would like to know if I can become stronger by emulating her.

No, but I don’t want to become like that.

“Let’s do grilled skewers…”

Kohaku murmurs as if muttering to herself. Her voice is dark, filled with some kind of grudge…

“Eh…”

“Come on, big sister, help me.”

Picking up the skewer that should have had grilled chicken, she slowly stands up. The half-open eyes convey an unfathomable murderous intent. Her gaze, of course, is fixed on Hibari.

“I’m not for eating. Needs to be more tasty. Therefore, shouldn’t be made into skewers.”

“Shut up…”

Kohaku muttered that and swung down the skewer she was holding with all her might. However, her attack was deftly dodged.

“Hey, that’s dangerous!”

“Don’t dodge!”

Kohaku continued to attack Hibari multiple times, but all her efforts were easily avoided.

I just watched blankly. Of course, I had no intention of stopping her…

After a while, Kohaku’s attacks ceased. She caught her breath, her shoulders heaving.

“Is that all?”

“Hah… hah… you’re more nimble than I thought…”

“You should give up. You’ll never manage to skewer me in your lifetime.”

“Huh, that’s quite a thing to say…”

Kohaku’s voice trembled. Her attempt to suppress her anger was painfully obvious…

“Continuing this is foolish.”

“Ha? Don’t mess with me…”

Kohaku looked down, her expression hidden. But her rising anger was clear.

“Sigh…”

Kohaku exhaled deeply. The flames flickered in response to her movement.

This is bad. If she does that, the inn could catch fire!

“Please stop it!!”

Startled by the sudden shout, Kohaku jumped. The voice belonged to Yorikoma.

She slammed the table and glared at them with bloodshot eyes.

“What…”

Hibari frowned and looked at Yorikoma.

“It’s all because you ate all the food, right? And Kohaku-sama! I understand you’re angry, but don’t seriously try to make her into skewers! It negates the purpose of coming here!”

Hearing Yorikoma’s words, Kohaku lowered her ears.

“I’m sorry…”

Kohaku apologized, looking like a dog scolded by its owner.

“Really… Masahiro-sama, you too. Why didn’t you stop them?”

“Uh…”

Was it… my fault?

I was just watching, but Yorikoma had been ignoring it, too…

“It’s okay, don’t blame them. Neither Masahiro nor Kohaku are at fault.”

Hibari said with a smile, like a saintly figure…

“Why are you so calm?!?!”

Yorikoma, usually gentle, seemed to have lost her patience. She stormed up to Hibari, her face red.

“I didn’t do anything…”