My Dream is Shikigami Master (3)
Once I'd finished setting the breakfast table, it looked like Lilith had kept her promise to wake Hoaran and Yustitia as requested.
Unlike Hoaran, who came out holding Hoah in her arms, Yustitia was pretty much dragged out by Lilith, tail and all.
"Ugh... I told you, I'm not hungry..."
I could see Yustitia mumbling that as she got yanked out by her tail.
She'd asked to be woken up, but not dragged like this.
Anyway, since Yustitia was only wearing a massive dress shirt instead of proper pajamas, getting hauled out by her tail meant everything from panties on down was flashing under the hem.
Thanks to Hoaran tugging her away a few times earlier, I didn't pop a boner just from catching a glimpse of her panties.
Otherwise, it might've been a close call.
In any case, seeing Yustitia looking dead sleepy even as she got dragged out, I said,
"You can eat and go back to sleep."
"...If that's the plan, wouldn't it be better to just skip it and keep sleeping...?"
Looks like she was the type who skipped breakfast.
I was about to tell her to go back to bed since she clearly didn't want it, but Hoaran spoke to Yustitia first.
"It's a rare treat prepared by Hanjo, so how about saving the skipping for next time and eating this once?"
Yustitia pondered Hoaran's words for a moment, then nodded.
"Well... I'm already awake anyway... But next time, just let me sleep."
"A wise decision. And thank you, Hanjo. You've eased some of my fatigue."
"No big deal... Oh, by the way."
"Hm?"
I glanced at Hoah, whom Hoaran was cradling, and asked,
"Can Hoah eat anything? I set a portion aside just in case."
Unlike before when it just looked like a doll, Hoah now seemed like any other kid, so I'd prepared extra.
Hoaran shook her head at my question.
"That won't do. Though its form has changed greatly, Hoah's essence remains that of a doll, so consuming food is impossible."
"Got it."
"Indeed. While shikigami come in many varieties, Hoah is essentially a doll infused with a created ego to move it—closer to a magic golem, perhaps. Thus, like golems of that sort, it requires no sustenance such as food."
Nothing to be done about it, then. But Hoaran added,
"Instead, how about sharing some of your ki with it? It has a dragon heart that naturally draws in ambient ki, so it's not strictly necessary, but if you wish, you may do so."
"Uh..."
Did that mean letting Hoah suck on my finger again? Sure enough, Hoah hopped down from Hoaran's arms, grabbed my leg, and said,
"Hoah."
'Feed me too.'
The little shit said it so goddamn boldly.
Hoaran had just explained it couldn't eat food, so it was obvious what "meal" Hoah was demanding now.
I extended my left index finger, and Hoah grabbed it, sucking away like a baby on a nipple—slurp, slurp.
Guess I nailed it.
Felt kinda weird, but anyway, I circulated my ki like before and fed it to Hoah. That's when Lilith, who'd been watching me, spoke up.
"...You know that looks fucking perverted as hell, right?"
"Just eat your damn food."
I knew that already.
Anyone seeing what looked like a little kid sucking on my finger would think I was a goddamn criminal.
I ignored Lilith muttering "total pervert" under her breath as she sat down.
Detaching Hoah from sucking my finger like a vacuum while inhaling my ki was a hassle, so I just plopped it between my legs.
And so our breakfast began.
Lilith devoured anything put in front of her, but since she loved meat, I'd made bulgogi the main dish. For meat-loving Hoaran, aburaage miso soup with fried tofu pouches. For Yustitia, whose tastes I didn't know, I'd thrown together a massive spread. Pretty lavish for breakfast.
"Thanks for the food."
"It shall be savored."
"Thanks... for the food..."
Watching my "mothers" dig into the breakfast I'd slaved over, I picked up my spoon.
Tried scooping rice first, but it wasn't as easy as usual.
I could eat one-handed normally, but with Hoah sucking my finger, it felt awkward as fuck.
Not holding the bowl steady with my other hand meant it slid around every time I moved the spoon.
No choice but to get used to it. As I scooped some rice and reached for bulgogi to top it, something floated up—dung-sil—and landed right on my rice.
"Huh...?"
I blinked, then noticed Hoah wiggling its finger while slurping mine.
"You do that?"
Instead of a verbal "Hoah," its intent came through clear: Yep.
No need for words when telepathy worked—handy for stuff like this.
Pretty cool, but then a brilliant idea hit me.
"...Wanna try feeding me the whole thing?"
I set down my spoon. Hoah gave me a what a pain in the ass look but obliged, levitating the spoon, topping the rice with bulgogi, and delivering it straight to my mouth.
Hands-free eating achieved.
"...You."
Lilith stared at me blankly before speaking.
I glanced back. "Jealous?"
She shot me a look like I'd lost my goddamn mind.
"No, it's not jealousy—it's just straight-up perverted. Was bad enough before, but now you're a fucking pervert bastard. Cut it out."
What the hell?
I just asked Hoah to feed me.
I started to argue with Lilith, but Hoaran chimed in.
"Even this lady must admit it doesn't look becoming. I've never seen a shikigami used quite like that."
If even Hoaran said so, maybe I was being weird.
"Huh? Why...? Looks comfy and nice to me...?"
Even Yustitia thought it was odd. Guess I was the freak here.
"Sorry, I'll eat myself."
Hoah nodded and resumed sucking my finger.
Thought it was genius, but whatever—time to master one-handed eating.
As I reached for my rice again, I noticed Yustitia eating painfully slow.
Lilith was almost done, Hoaran had made good progress, but Yustitia's plate was still over half full.
Worried it didn't suit her tastes despite my efforts, I asked,
"...Taste bad or something?"
Yustitia looked up. "Ah, no... It's just, after more than a day, I can't taste anything."
"Oh."
Right, she'd mentioned that.
But I couldn't just whip out semen for her now. As I fretted, Yustitia said,
"Sorry since you made it and all, but can I sprinkle some of that on it?"
"Pardon?"
Before I could process, she pulled something out of thin air—my words caught in my throat.
"...What's that?"
"First time seeing it, huh."
Lilith and Hoaran eyed it curiously.
"This...? It's dressing."
I jumped in before Yustitia could blurt it out casually.
They gave me odd looks for answering instead, but oh well.
"Right? Dressing."
Yustitia smiled at me. "Yeah, exactly. Dressing... Anyway, can I use it?"
"Sure, whatever."
Knew what it really was, so it grossed me out a bit...
But pitying Yustitia stuck eating tasteless slop, I had no choice.
"Thanks."
She smiled faintly, pouring heaps of dressing over her portioned food.
"......"
It looked off—milky white, evoking its source.
Especially slathered on bulgogi, rice, and even the aburaage miso soup. Gross as fuck.
"Mm, way better. Delicious."
Yustitia scarfed it down happily. Hard to complain from her side.
She probably thought of it like vague medicine or whatever.
Shaking it off, I went back to my food—until trouble hit.
"...Does that make it tastier?"
Lilith, the glutton, perked up seeing Yustitia go from nibbling to devouring post-dressing.
"Yeah, wanna try some, Lilith?"
"Whoa, hold up."
No way was I letting Lilith have that.
I snatched it before she could take it from Yustitia. Lilith frowned at me.
"...What? I can't have any?"
"No, it's not that."
Couldn't exactly explain.
"...Fine, whatever. So fucking petty."
Her sulking gave me a goddamn headache.
She'd pitch a fit over food comments.
Once confiscated her snacks as beer munchies—took forever to calm her tantrum.
But handing it over? My conscience knowing its true nature screamed no.
Yet refusing meant a full meltdown. Fuck, what now?
"...Fine, take it. Sprinkle away."
Judged a pissy Lilith worse than my conscience. Handed it over.
"...Hmph."
She snatched it, drizzling sparingly at first.
Ah...
At least taste-test separately first.
Yustitia aside, unsure if it'd work on Lilith, but she drenched everything. If she said it tasted weird, my spread was trashed.
"Let's see..."
I watched tensely as she piled dressing-soaked bulgogi on dressing-soaked rice and shoved it in.
"...Mm, tasty? Was worried 'cause that idiot kept staring, but the dressed side's way better."
Her reaction? Shockingly positive. Against all odds.
"...Really tasty?"
"Curious? Try it yourself."
Hell no.
I shook my head furiously. Lilith shrugged—"Suit yourself"—and doused her share even more.
Nearly mixing rice into dressing soup. If she thought it was that good...
But that tasted good?
For real...?
Succubus thing?
She ate well normally, but now even more eagerly. Made sense maybe. Hoaran glanced over, then,
"...That good?"
"Wanna sprinkle some?"
"A bit curious. The scent... somehow smells delicious..."
"Scent? Oh yeah, fruity-ish... Doesn't feel weird on rice though. Weirdly fine. Anyway, cool if I give some to Hoaran, Yustitia?"
"Yeah, no prob. Plenty left... Can make tons more."
As dressing's tentacles reached Hoaran, I panicked—while Yustitia grinned mischievously, glancing my way on purpose.
"Right?"
Definitely fucking with me.
But Lilith, oblivious, said,
"What? You made this? Stop making weird shit and whip up more of this—be perfect."
"Weird shit? You used plenty of my stuff before."
"Most was weird."
"...But you liked that one."
"Well, yeah."
Lilith nodded, handing dressing to Hoaran.
"Anyway, go nuts if you're curious, Hoaran."
Hoaran nodded. "My thanks. Let me try..."
She drizzled lightly, sampled cautiously.
Lilith as succubus? Fine. But Hoaran was a yokai...
"Mm, truly. Much improved."
Another rave review. I glared at Yustitia.
What the fuck did she make with my semen?
Lilith succubus—okay. Hoaran too? Maybe it just tasted good as dressing?
As I pondered, Yustitia giggled at my stare.
"...So curious? Wanna try sprinkling some?"
"No thanks."
Not even if starving to death.
Not if it was my last food on earth—I'd rather croak than subsist on that.