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Initiator Supervision Organization, or IISO, he’d been taken aback by her hostility and distrust of people, as well as her wild eyes. Rentaro had never felt such obstinate rejection in his life.
    But now, Rentaro loved her smiles and even how she sometimes seemed too mature for her age. Of course, he loved her as a much-younger sister—or even, if he were bragging, as his own daughter.
    “All done, Enju,” he said gently.
    The girl’s wet eyes opened slowly, and her rosy, glossy lips opened slowly as if cramped. For some reason, Rentaro felt guilty and looked down in a hurry.
    “What’s wrong, Rentaro?” she asked.
    “I-it’s nothing!” He would never say it out loud, but Enju had grown very pretty recently. If Kisara were a beauty with a dark side, then Enju was her complete opposite.
    “All right. We’re done with our work for the day. We’re done with dinner. Now that we’re full, there’s only one thing left to do.”
    Enju looked embarrassed for a second and looked downward, spreading her arms and smiling as if she would accept anything that was done to her.
    “Yup, good night.” Rentaro pulled the string of the light twice, pulled the blanket over himself, and lay down. After a while, he suffered a blow to the crown of his head that made his skull ring.
    “Owwwww!” he groaned.
    “Why are you ignoring me?!” shouted Enju. “When a lady makes a demand, it is a gentleman’s duty to quietly go along with what she wants.”
    “Don’t be ridiculous. What lady are you talking about? You’re a ten-year-old child! Save the sleep talking for when you’re actually asleep!”
    “Then let me ask you this: What part of me is
not
a lady?” Enju stuck her chest out as far as she could.
    “Hah, first of all, a lady is modest and prudent,” said Rentaro. “And your chest is completely flat.”
    “What?!” She turned red as she balled up her fists, shaking. “Th-they will keep growing!”
    “Enju, it’s important for a person to know when to give up.”
    “It’s Kisara’s fault. She stole the part of my boobs that were still getting ready to grow!”
    “Kisara has no such weird, goblinlike ability. I can guarantee that from when we used to bathe together as kids.” When he said that, he was surprised at his own perverted statement.
    “Argh! I shouldn’t have bought a computer! I should’ve saved up to pay for breast implants in the future.”
    Rentaro didn’t like the idea of an elementary school girl thinking about breast implants.
    Enju pushed herself up. “However! There are unfortunate men like Rentaro in this world who are unable to love adult women. ‘Big brother, pwease give me a shot of love!’ That’s the kind of stuff you like, isn’t it? Sumire told me, you pervert.”
    His head started to hurt, and he pressed his temples. “Please, don’t tempt me with your hellish sorcery. Anyway, where do you keep learning all those words?”
    Enju puffed out her chest haughtily. “I learned them from my friend, Gookle.”
    “That person’s evil! How many times do I have to tell you not to hang around with Gookle?!”
    “Who cares? Let’s just get married. Let’s get married today! I will accept all of your perverted desires!”
    On top of making him out to have a Lolita complex, she’d decided that he had perverted desires, and thumped around repeatedly, jumping so that it echoed into the apartment below them. Their downstairs neighbor, woken up by the noise, started to bang angrily on the ceiling with a bamboo stick, and the situation became extremely confused.
    Rentaro held his head. If it weren’t for this, she’d be cute. Tilting his head to look at the clock, he sighed and wondered what time he would get to sleep tonight.
    Enju blushed as she turned her head sharply in his direction. “That’s enough. I will take off my clothes.”
    “Leave. Them. On!”
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    Shrinking away from the noisily chirping sparrows outside, Rentaro looked in the mirror at the face of a young man