All the Heroines Who Showed Their Overwhelming Emotions on Me Have Mentally Broken Down and Gone Insane, so Now My Only Choice Is to Pamper Them Endlessly to Avoid Total Chaos — Sweets Work Best on Lovesick Heroines - Chapter 18-19.1

Chapter 18: A Maiden in Love Can’t Be Stopped (Yami Side)

When she lifted her eyelids, the canopy bed came into view. Through the curtains, she saw the pale sky where the sun had begun to tilt.

It seemed she had fallen asleep without realizing it.

In her drowsy state, she traced back to her last memory.

Let me see. She had surely instructed Anzu to imprison Aotori-kun—and—.

“…………!”

That was it!

She had become one with Aotori-kun!

She had connected with him so deeply!

“Uuuu…!”

She rolled across the sheets while clutching the pillow, venting the joy that threatened to explode.

The sensations from that moment burned vividly into her fingertips, her upper arms, her chest…

The arm wrapped around her bare back had been much harder than she imagined, with a bony firmness.

That was the hand of a boy, Aotori-kun’s hand…

“Uhi… Hehe… Hehehe…♡”

When she buried her face in the pillow, her legs kicked about involuntarily like a child’s.

It was an undignified sight unbecoming of Yami Ayakura, without a shred of propriety—but the excitement would not subside.

She wanted more, more.

She wanted to feel him more.

That kindness directed only at her, more of it.

“…I want to see him.”

The murmur that slipped out transformed unconsciously into a shout the next instant.

“I want to see him! I want to see him right now! Aotori-kun!”

She pounded the bed and screamed at the top of her lungs, heedless of her disheveled pajamas.

“Anzu! Anzu! Where are you, Anzu!”

For her attendant to not be waiting in the room at such a crucial time!

She had to go to Aotori-kun’s side, even a minute or a second sooner.

“—Did you call for me, young lady?”

The bedroom door opened, and Anzu appeared in her suit with flawless poise.

Her expression suggested she felt Yami’s agitation as no more than a light breeze.

“You’re late! What were you doing!”

“I arrived ten seconds after your call.”

“It felt like an hour! Anyway, prepare for going out!”

She issued orders while leaping from the bed and rushing to the closet.

“We’re heading straight to the Aotori residence! Get ready!”

“But young lady. It has not even been half a day since we delivered Master Aotori home.”

“So what?”

“Even Master Aotori must be exhausted after the abduction and imprisonment. Would it not be better to choose another day?”

“What are you saying, Anzu? That’s exactly why!”

Anzu did not understand the nature of love, of romance at all.

She pulled her uniform from the closet and explained to Anzu.

“It’s precisely when one is tired that the warmth of another person becomes so desirable. Having a loved one by your side—nothing in this world can heal more than that, surely?”

“If it were mutual love, perhaps…”

“Oh, you do understand. So there’s no problem at all.”

“…………”

They had connected. They had become one. They had embraced so deeply.

So Aotori-kun must be longing for her visit too.

If he was not, then she would simply have to educate him properly.

A husband who did not crave his wife was nothing short of defective.

“…Understood.”

Resignation colored Anzu’s voice.

Yami did not think it impertinent for someone of her station. She might have reprimanded another servant, but Anzu had been with her since childhood.

They were like sisters, so this much rudeness fell within tolerable limits.

“We will prepare in the shortest time possible.”

“Of course. Get ready right away.”

She sat down in front of the dresser.

The face reflected in the mirror was flushed like that of a feverish patient.

Ah, so this was what lovesickness felt like…

Anzu stood behind her and picked up the hairbrush and makeup tools.

“Natural makeup. I might kiss him, so keep the gloss light too.”

“As you wish.”

Anzu proceeded with the work to meet her requests.

“Ufufufu…♡”

As her appearance came together, laughter leaked out again.

Ah…!

She had reached her limit!

She wanted to see Aotori-kun soon.

She wanted him to hold her again.

While enveloped in that warmth, this time perhaps even a kiss, if things went well…

“Preparations are complete, young lady.”

The makeup was perfect. Her hair was neatly arranged, and her slightly tinted lips exuded a seductive allure.

“Excellent work, Anzu!”

She gave her reflection one last check in the mirror and stood up from the dresser.

“Then let us be off. To my beloved, beloved Aotori-kun!”

“Young lady. One last thing before we go.”

“What is it?”

“This is another unannounced visit. If you keep showing up so persistently, there is a real risk that Master Aotori will come to hate you…”

“No need to worry! As I’ve said many times, we are in love with each other!”

After embracing so deeply, it was impossible for him to hate her.

On the contrary, being apart should be the painful part.

“Come on, Anzu. To the Aotori residence!”

“…………”

Leaving the frozen Anzu behind, she strode out of the bedroom with poise. As she walked down the corridor, she ruminated on her feelings for Aotori-kun in her heart.

—Wait for me, Aotori-kun.

Your life’s companion, I, your wife, am hurrying to your side right now!

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Chapter 19.1: Deranged Heroines

—Ding-dong.

He had not slept the previous night, and now the morning’s abduction and imprisonment had piled on top, pushing his fatigue to its peak.

It seemed he had fallen asleep while holding Kokoa. By the time he woke up, the sky had already begun to lighten.

—Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The sound of the intercom jolted his drowsy mind fully awake. Kokoa in his arms also lifted her closed eyelids with evident displeasure.

“Mm… What…?”

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

“So noisy… We were finally in a good mood with Onii-chan…”

Kokoa’s lips pursed in a pout.

This sequence felt like complete déjà vu.

Was it Senior Yami, or perhaps Iori…? Every one of them had a genius for destroying a person’s peace.

Kokoa slipped smoothly from his arms and sat back up on the bed.

“It’s probably that woman again anyway.”

“That woman?”

“The thief cat who kissed Onii-chan.”

She meant Iori.

“Should we ignore it? It’s probably nothing important.”

“Yeah…”

He agreed. No matter who it was, he had no confidence in handling it properly right now. Mentally and physically, he had reached his limit.

But their modest hope was soon shattered.

Bang! Bang bang bang bang bang!

“Whoa…”

Now it was the front door being yanked on without restraint.

The force threatened to break the lock, and if they ignored it, the window glass might shatter next.

He sighed and rose from the bed. If he could not escape, he had no choice but to resign himself.

“I’ll go check for a bit.”

In that instant, Kokoa’s eyes fixed blankly. The light had gone out of them.

Bad. She was on the verge of deranging again.

“…I’ll go too.”

“Eh?”

“I can’t leave it all to Onii-chan. I’ll go with you.”

Kokoa got down from the bed and headed out of the room as if taking the lead.

The two of them made their way to the entrance. The intercom and door rattling continued all the while.

He checked the monitor midway. As expected, it showed the anticipated person—and an unexpected one.

“Iori and… Tendo?”