The group sleeping on the floor in the living room ultimately didn't get a wink of sleep all night.
The moment they closed their eyes, their minds would involuntarily conjure up the brutal scenes of Marisa being ravaged—sometimes even inserting themselves into the scenario.
And if they accidentally made a sound, multiple pairs of eyes would immediately lock onto them, making it a social nightmare.
When Yukari Yakumo appeared before them, looking refreshed and full of energy, everyone stared at her as if she were a ghost.
"You actually slept?!"
"Oh my~ I went back home to sleep, so I couldn't hear anything~" Yukari grinned as she explained—she had no intention of being kept awake all night, and besides, it wouldn't be good for the younger ones.
Hearing this, the group's faces darkened, their gazes turning dangerous.
This woman had left them to suffer while she slept peacefully at home.
Just wait until they got their chance—they'd make sure she paid for it!
Noticing their murderous glares, Yukari remained unfazed and cheerfully shook a bag of fried dumplings in her hand.
"I bought these on the way. Want some?"
"Looks like the shop owner won't be waking up early today. We'll have to handle things ourselves."
"I'll go cook something." Sakuya rubbed her messy hair, her voice dazed.
"Sakuya, maybe you should rest a bit more. You might pass out at this rate." Remilia gave her a strange look—why did Sakuya seem even worse off than everyone else?
Sakuya weakly waved her off, her expression slightly guilty.
After all, this situation involved Patchouli too—the scenes she'd imagined were far more intense than the others'.
By the end, the entire Scarlet Devil Mansion had gotten involved…
Watching Sakuya stagger toward the bathroom to freshen up, Remilia scratched her cheek worriedly. 'Was she really going to be okay?'
Meanwhile, as the group gradually got up, Rin—in the other room—stretched lazily in bed.
But the moment he moved, he sucked in a sharp breath.
Turning his head, he saw deep bite marks on his shoulder and vicious scratch marks trailing down his back.
"She really went all out, huh…" Rin's lips twitched as he patted the head resting on his arm.
Marisa mumbled incoherently, showing no signs of waking up.
Her small hand clawed at him again before she nuzzled even closer, throwing a leg over him.
And then—"Ghk—!"
As if she'd tugged at her wounds, Marisa suddenly jolted awake with a pained gasp.
Her bleary eyes met Rin's face—and then she registered the sensation of their bare skin pressed together.
Her heart nearly stopped.
"Morning."
"KYAAAAAHHHHHH—!!!!!" Her terrified scream instantly echoed throughout the entire shop, jolting everyone else fully awake.
Glancing toward the source of the noise—Rin's room—they all rolled their eyes in unison.
Fortunately, the screaming didn't last long before it was abruptly cut off—likely by a forceful kiss that silenced her completely.
Marisa weakly pounded Rin's chest in protest, though her resistance was half-hearted at best.
And when he patted her, she instinctively clung to him instead, shifting into an aggressive stance.
Her life was over…
Marisa's eyes lost all light.
Right now, she wished she could go back in time and strangle her past self for being so recklessly bold!
She… really regretted it. So, so much.
The difference in their strength wasn't even in the same dimension—how had she ever dared to provoke him?!
Once she finally settled down, Rin released her.
At the same time, the Sage's voice echoed in his mind—
『 Main quest established: "Capture" Kirisame Marisa 』
『 Reward: The Mysterious Hand of Sensory Control 』
『 Initiation of Bestowal. Host, the process may hurt a little─please endure it』
The moment the announcement ended, Rin's eyelids twitched violently.
An excruciating pain, as if countless nails were being driven through his hands, surged through him—his skin turning red and burning hot.
Seeing this, Marisa flinched and immediately curled into a ball.
What fresh hell was this perverted shop owner unleashing now?!
Before she could even ask, a horrifying crunching sound came from Rin's hands.
As waxy impurities surfaced on his palms, Rin flicked his wrists—instantly incinerating all the residue into vapor.
Staring at his now perfectly restored (and even fairer) hands, Marisa scratched her cheek in confusion.
"What… was that just now?"
"Just an ability upgrade. I can control it more precisely now compared to before."
As Rin spoke, intricate magic circles materialized over his hands before he experimentally placed them on Marisa's arm.
Marisa blinked—but soon noticed something strange.
The sensitivity levels where each hand touched were completely different, and the effect could even spread or shift within a certain range!
And when Linyan rubbed her arm, the heightened sensitivity faded—replaced instead by an enhanced perception of magic.
Under his control, her mana recovery rate even improved, and her control over magic steadily increased.
Marisa's eyes lit up—but before she could say anything, Rin doused her excitement with cold water.
"Don't get too excited. This kind of fine-tuning requires constant contact. Most of the time, it'll just be like before—adjusting bodily sensitivity."
"Though if we do it a few more times, someone as adaptable as you should be able to improve on your own."
'A few more times?! That's your real goal, isn't it?!' Marisa glared at him suspiciously—this was the first time, and the last!
She would never fall for his tricks again!
"Get off! I'm getting up!!"
"You're the one pinning me down right now."
"..." Marisa's face flushed as she hurriedly pulled her leg back.
But the movement tugged at her wounds, sending a sharp pain through her—forcing her to collapse back onto him with a wince.
Scratching her cheek awkwardly, she finally muttered—
"Uh… hey, can you lower my sensitivity enough to block out the pain?"
"I'll try."
"Why is it getting even higher?!"
"Sorry, still getting used to it. It'll work in a sec."
"Ngh—You're definitely doing this on purp—mmph~! Hah…"
"It's too early in the morn—mmh~! Don't go… overboard…"
As a new battle erupted in the room, Patchouli next door was losing her mind.