Kami-Jutsu: The Yakuza's Son is Aware-Chapter 26: Najimi, Maybe You’re Just a Pervert

As I reached for the knife hidden by my bedside, I realized I couldn’t move. My body was paralyzed.

Then I felt the bed shift as her weight pressed down on it.

’What is she doing?’

She began to gently rub my head. For a while, she continued this, silently. Then she suddenly stopped.

I could feel her fingers trembling as they touched me. Was she nervous? Perhaps she was having second thoughts about carrying out the assassination?

Next, she slipped under my sheets and cuddled me tightly.

She fidgeted for a while, but eventually her movements slowed, and she became calm.

"So, about th-the trip Oyabun took last week," she whispered cheerfully, "it was like hell being away from you for so long... But I made sure to kiss the secret photos I take of you before bed."

’...What?’

She continued, spinning tales of fantasy about how we would both go somewhere far away, live together, and be happy forever.

From everything she said, I began to understand that Mai was possibly in love with me.

Then my chest was filled with relief... Being paralyzed in the same room with an assassin was not healthy for the heart.

"I love you, Ojou," she murmured, leaning in to press her lips to mine. "Ahhh, I did it! I had my first kiss!"

I thought she would stop there and leave, but Mai didn’t. Instead, she continued to lick my lips and neck, then moved on to other places I wasn’t comfortable with.

The most annoying part was that... I... enjoyed it.

I enjoyed someone else’s touch besides Onii-sama’s. (Not that he has ever touched me before, but still!)

I could feel heat crawling up my ears and cheeks. I wanted to protest, but Mai was relentless — that pervert!

She seemed to grow bolder, because after she stopped licking and kissing me, she began moving... lower.

’Huh?! Wait, wait, wait!!’

The shock was enough to jolt me into raising my leg and striking her in the face.

Startled, she looked up at me, only to see my shamefully flustered expression. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"P-Please... not there," I said, my voice coming out far quieter than I intended. "That’s for Onii-sama..."

She pleaded for forgiveness over and over, then fled from my room in a panic.

Tsk. Remembering it now only makes me upset!

The very next day, I decided I would pay her back for all the disgrace she caused me.

That afternoon, I went to the servants’ bath in our mansion, intending to ambush Mai.

It worked perfectly — no one else was there.

"Ojou?! Please, not here!"

I ignored her whimper and grabbed her naked body from behind.

Hehehehehe.

"You thought you were the only one with the upper hand?!"

I let my hands wander, massaging every curve and soft corner of her body, watching as she shriveled up in my grasp.

"So, you loved me and didn’t say anything, but you went ahead and laced my tea, huh?" I whispered into her ear. "Bad girl! Take your punishment!"

SMACK!

"Eek! Ojou!"

I spanked her again.

And again.

And again.

Hahaha!

’Actually, this might be fun—’

"Najimi?"

Oops...

The voice of the Witch brought me crashing back to reality.

She had a towel draped around her neck, her eyes fixed on me and Mai with an expression of sheer confusion.

It was irritating to note that she possessed such a beautiful figure even after giving birth to both me and Onii-sama.

But more pressing than that was the fact that my own fortune had chosen this precise day to make it necessary for her to bathe in the servants’ bathroom, of all places.

Only silence filled the room, broken occasionally by Mai’s gasps for air.

"..."

"Najimi... maybe you’re just a perve—"

*

Anyway, from that time onward, Mai has continued her futile attempts at lacing my tea with that strange concoction.

Nine times out of ten, I simply throw it away. But since she actually helps me quite often, I sometimes allow her to do as she pleases. To be fair, she doesn’t take things to dangerous extremes.

Now, about Onii-sama and his mission... He told me that he would permit me to accompany him, but only if I can produce results that prove my worth. I agreed to those terms, but the real question is: what exactly can I do to win his favo—Hngh!

"Oi! Mai! Easy with the nipples!"

"Uwah! Sorry, Ojou, I got carried away!"

Ahem...

Regarding what he referred to as Kami particles... I believe they are the same subtle presence I have been sensing ever since I came back from the dead.

They are invisible yet tangible in their own way, almost like grains of impossibly soft, unseen sand flowing between my fingers.

With this awareness, Onii-sama carried out a massacre on the Spider Mafia. I even heard that some of their corpses were plastered against walls like discarded food scraps, while others were crammed into tight corners, creating a revolting sight that could only be described as human pudding.

Incredible. Onii-sama has always been emotionless, but I never thought of him as truly heartless.

Even I maintain a certain level of ethics when carrying out my routine night killings — always making sure to stay beneath the Witch’s notice, of course.

And about the recent news... I did not ask him directly, but it is highly likely that Onii-sama was responsible for that carnage as well.

"They tore through them like a herd of bears," the reports said. It is possible that Ferry, his divine wolf, was the one behind that slaughter.

If that is the case, then perhaps there is almost nothing I could ever do that would surprise Onii-sama.

That means my goal should not be to show strength, but rather to demonstrate deep understanding and knowledge. Something along the lines of bringing the dead back to life — or at least a feat approaching that level of significance.

And now, I believe I have just thought of the perfect idea.

I took Mai’s face in my hands.

"You certainly like my chest, don’t you?"