Kayoko looked at Airi who had just come down the stairs, then turned her head to look at the other 'Airi' sitting across from her. Her mind went completely blank.
"Wh-What's going on? Why are there two Airis?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the 'Airi' sitting across from her formed a hand seal with one hand. With a 'poof', the white smoke cleared, revealing her true form… Nishikawa Makoto.
"Makoto?! You, this is..." Kayoko's eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief.
Makoto smiled and waved his hand: "It's a bit complicated to explain. Auntie Kayoko, just think of it as me learning disguise techniques, like Kaito Kid."
This wasn't really a lie… this world did have Kaito Kid, after all, Kudo Shinichi was also here.
And everyone knew that Kaito Kid could disguise himself.
"Then what about him?" Kayoko pointed again at the stupefied Kozo beside her.
Makoto didn't explain. He walked over, placed his hand on Kozo's shoulder, and injected Chakra.
Kozo shuddered, and his eyes instantly became clear.
"You?! Where did you come from?" Kozo looked at the hand on his shoulder in surprise.
However, the only answer he received was a heavy punch.
Bang!
Kozo immediately fell from his chair to the floor, half of his face swollen like a pig's head, and a few bloody teeth rolled out of his mouth.
"Kayoko! Kayoko, you, you stop this madman!" Kozo coughed up blood while pointing at Makoto and shouting, completely unable to remember being controlled by the Sharingan just now.
However, Kayoko looked at him with disgust, wishing she could do it herself.
Not to mention the sisters, Marina and Airi.
Makoto kicked Kozo in the stomach, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.
"Makoto, I want to do it too!" Airi trotted over and stomped her little feet on Kozo's face.
After a few stomps, feeling unsatisfied, she aimed at his crotch and kicked hard… this time, Kozo screamed in agony.
Makoto stuck out his foot to cover his mouth.
When he had returned using the Transformation Technique earlier, he noticed quite a few people watching the house, likely police.
If this guy screamed like that, it would cause a lot of trouble.
In less than 5 minutes, Kozo didn't have a single inch of good skin left on his body.
At first, Makoto and Airi were the ones beating him, but later Kayoko and Marina joined in.
After Kozo had completely passed out, Kayoko, tears streaming down her face, bowed deeply to Makoto: "Makoto, thank you... Without you, I don't know what would have..."
"It's nothing."
Makoto helped her up. "I'm leaving today. Before I go, Auntie Kayoko, take care of yourselves."
Kayoko was anxious as soon as she heard this: "Did Auntie do something wrong? Why are you suddenly leaving?"
Marina walked up, reluctance in her eyes: "Mom, actually..."
She told the whole story of what had happened at school today.
After listening, Kayoko looked at Makoto with a pained expression: "Makoto, you were too impulsive."
If this had happened before the incident with Kozo, she might have scolded him a bit.
But at this moment, in her eyes, he was no longer just her adopted son, but a man she could rely on.
'He must have had his reasons for doing this.'
'It's just... even if he had to kill that Taisuke, couldn't he have done it in secret? Why did he have to do it in front of so many people?'
Nishikawa Makoto smiled: "It was a bit impulsive. But doing things secretly doesn't suit my personality."
In his previous life, when reading novels, he always hated those protagonists who pretended to be weak and hid their abilities.
If you didn't have enough strength, that was one thing, but if you had strength, why hide it?
"Will we never see you again?" Marina's eyes reddened.
She was a year older than Makoto, and naturally spent less time with him at school than her sister did.
When she came home, Airi clung to Makoto all day, so she couldn't even get a moment alone with him.
And now he was leaving.
Makoto patted her shoulder: "It's only temporary. Don't worry, it won't be long before we're together again."
He knew in his heart that staying here would only bring trouble to the Aizono Family.
He could do the 'mercenary king' thing on his own, but with three dependents, it would be different.
After a few more rounds of the Reincarnation Game, when his strength improved further, things would be different.
"Alright, I'm leaving now. Take care of yourselves during this time."
Makoto waved his hand, turned, and walked towards the door.
Kayoko and Marina stood still, their gazes fixed on his back.
As he reached the door, the corner of his clothes was suddenly tugged.
Makoto turned around and saw Airi looking down, pitifully pulling at his clothes like an abandoned puppy.
"...S-Staying one more night should be okay, right?"
Seeing her like this, Makoto thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Alright."
In the evening, Kozo was tied up and thrown in the attic.
Makoto didn't kill him immediately because he suddenly thought of a more interesting way to play.
Kayoko pulled out all the stops and made the most sumptuous dinner ever.
But while eating, she and Marina would cry as they ate, as if they would never see Makoto again.
Although Airi was also obviously very sad, her eyes would roll around from time to time, plotting something.
After the meal, the four of them sat together in the living room watching TV for a rare moment.
When the evening news came on, the atmosphere instantly became awkward… the screen was broadcasting Makoto's actions today, along with his wanted poster.
Around ten o'clock, everyone went to wash up and sleep one after another.
Not long after Makoto returned to his room, the door was suddenly pushed open.
He raised an eyebrow.
Because before, when someone wanted to enter his room, they would knock.
He turned his head and saw Airi.
Her pink pajamas were thin, suiting her figure even better than Shuchi'in Academy's black uniform.
"Airi? What's wrong?"
Airi didn't speak, directly throwing herself into his arms.
The thin pajamas were practically nonexistent, and Makoto could clearly feel the softness of the girl's body.
The room was instantly filled with an ambiguous, intimate atmosphere.
"Makoto... I don't want you to leave." She buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled.
"What should we do then?" Makoto asked knowingly.
Thinking that he would leave tomorrow, and not knowing when they would meet again, Airi inexplicably made up her mind.
Without Makoto, she would most likely have been ruined by that beast.
So... giving herself to him should be only natural, right?
Thinking this, she began to unbutton her pajamas.
Makoto curled his lips, placed his hand on the head of Airi, who only reached his chest, and made her slowly squat down.
Airi immediately understood what her adopted brother meant.
Then, Makoto only felt that 'his brother' was like cheese in a hamburger, caught in a double cheese sandwich.
Immediately after, Airi pressed her lips together and lowered her head.