"No way Tsukino Yoimachi?!"
"Is it really her?!"
Lala dashed over to Miku in an instant, her bright eyes incredibly wide as she excitedly looked her up and down. She even waved a hand right in front of Miku's flawless face and gently, curiously poked her soft cheek, as if physically checking whether she was a hologram or real.
"Of course! I'm your favorite idol singer, Tsukino Yoimachi~"
Miku didn't mind Lala's boundary-pushing antics in the slightest. She just smiled sweetly, striking a picture-perfect pose in response.
"It really is her!"
"Yes! I can't believe I'm actually seeing Tsukino Yoimachi this close!" Lala practically bounced on her toes with pure excitement, absolutely thrilled to meet a famous singer she admired.
"Sis, calm down! You're going to completely freak her out!" Nana hurried over and gently, but firmly, pulled her overly enthusiastic older sister back a bit.
"It's alright. Um… Lala-chan is incredibly adorable." Miku smiled warmly. Far from being bothered, she actually found Lala's bubbly, unrestrained alien energy deeply endearing.
"You're pretty cute too, little one." She added a kind word for Nana, reaching out to pat her head.
Nana couldn't quite hide the sudden, bright blush creeping onto her cheeks.
"O-Of course I am!" Being the absolute textbook tsundere she was, she predictably had to tack on her usual, defiant response to hide her embarrassment.
As for Momo, who was still expertly massaging Yuki's shoulders on the sofa, she showed absolutely zero surprise at casually meeting the nation's most beloved idol singer in her living room. Her beautiful expression remained perfectly calm as she continued kneading his shoulders attentively.
"You don't seem very surprised by this, Momo." Yuki glanced back at her with an amused smile.
Momo smiled knowingly, her pink eyes crinkling as if this turn of events were only perfectly natural.
"If it were literally anyone else bringing her home, maybe I'd be surprised."
"But…"
"If it's big brother Yuki… then it makes perfect, logical sense."
"After all, no woman in the entire universe could possibly match Yuki's charm."
Momo smiled sweetly as she spoke, then suddenly seemed to think of something devious. Her pink eyes sparkled with pure mischief as she leaned in incredibly close to Yuki's ear and whispered, "Momo really likes that charm too… hoo~"
A deliberate, warm breath, paired with her melodious, breathy voice, sent a massive surge of heat directly through him.
Momo was Momo, after all. When it came to the high-level art of teasing and seduction, she was in an absolute league of her own. The only woman in this massive household who could possibly match her raw, calculated allure was probably Kurumi.
"Ahem. Let me properly introduce you all." Yuki cleared his throat loudly and swiftly changed the dangerous subject, formally introducing Miku to the three Deviluke sisters and vice versa.
"Amazing! You three are really biological sisters?!" Miku's eyes sparkled brightly as she clasped her hands together, looking at the alien trio in deep admiration.
"When I first came in from the hallway, I could easily tell you all looked somewhat similar, but now that I'm closer, I can see each of you has your own incredibly distinct charm!" She studied the three royal sisters with a highly professional eye.
Each of them was absolutely stunning in her own unique way—if any of them wanted to debut as professional idols on Earth, they'd surely be a massive, overnight hit.
"Say, are any of you currently interested in debuting?"
"A three-sister idol group sounds like so much fun! We could even do a collaboration!" Miku eagerly brought up the exciting professional idea.
Lala, as usual, responded with immediate, blinding excitement.
"Yes! Yes! Lala definitely wants to debut!"
"Uh… I'll strongly pass. Standing up on a brightly lit stage with so many strangers watching me… sounds absolutely awful." Nana shook her head violently, her twin-tails swaying, clearly not interested in the spotlight.
"No way, Nana! Debuting would be so much fun!"
"Come on, let's do it together—please!" Lala immediately started whining and pleading with her stubborn little sister.
Momo, however, surprisingly sided with Nana on this one.
"Sis, Nana's right."
"Debuting as an idol isn't really for us." She wasn't particularly fond of performing and singing on a public stage either; she vastly preferred operating quietly behind the scenes.
"Aw… even Momo says no! No fair!" Lala's wildly excited expression instantly fell, heavy disappointment plain on her beautiful face.
"Big Sis just wants to debut because she's incredibly bored sitting at home all day."
"That's an incredibly easy fix." Momo knew exactly why Lala was so desperate to agree to Miku's wild idea.
To put it simply, Lala was bored out of her mind at home. With her hyper-energetic, genius-inventor personality, she physically couldn't stay idle all day—she always needed a complex project or something exciting to do.
But Momo already had the perfect, devious solution in mind for her sister's boredom.
"Really, Momo? Tell me what it is!" Lala immediately turned to her younger sister, her bright eyes shining with renewed hope.
Momo gave a highly mysterious, calculating smile, glanced briefly and pointedly at Yuki, and then said, "It's a secret. I'll tell you privately tonight in our room."
"Okay!" Lala didn't press the issue any further and quickly, happily dropped the idea of debuting as an idol.
She cheerfully chatted with Miku a bit longer about music and technology. Soon after, the heavy front doors opened, and Mio and the rest of the girls finally returned home.
From the disheveled looks of it, Kotori, Origami, Kurumi, and the rest were all a bit flushed and out of breath—clearly, they had just been in the middle of some intense physical exercise.
When Yuki raised an eyebrow and asked, he quickly found out they had all gone down to the massive underground training facility to spar. They had split into two competitive teams, led fiercely by Mio and Ellen respectively.
"You girls are seriously that bored? Going off to violently spar with each other after dinner like that." Yuki couldn't help but tease them as they walked into the living room.
Ellen rolled her shoulders and shrugged elegantly.
"If we just eat your amazing cooking and laze around the mansion all day, we're going to eventually turn into absolute pigs. Might as well stay in top physical shape." Her combat-focused reasoning sounded perfectly solid.
Kurumi, however, had something highly specific to add—with a very sly, teasing smile.
"It's mostly because our dear Ellen noticed her usually flat belly felt just a little softer than usual after dinner and completely panicked. She thought she'd actually put on weight from your cooking and figured fighting us would help rapidly burn it off."
Exposed completely without mercy, Ellen's beautiful face flushed a deep, furious red. She quickly shot back, "Shut up! Don't listen to a word she says, Yuki! This girl's turned into a real, twisted schemer—everything she says is a total lie to make me look bad!"
"Oh my, Ellen. You make it sound so terribly malicious. I've always been exactly like this—you just never bothered to notice before."
"And besides… isn't this devious side exactly the kind of thing our darling Yuki likes so much?" Kurumi covered her mouth with a light, elegant laugh, then shamelessly sauntered right over to Yuki and settled herself comfortably directly onto his lap, completely ignoring Momo standing right behind him.
She smoothly looped her pale arms around his neck, her cheeks flushing beautifully as she nestled affectionately against his chest like a bashful, deeply devoted bride.
Ellen loudly rolled her eyes at the blatant display.
She wasn't wrong—Kurumi was acting like a complete, utter temptress. Not that it was particularly surprising to anyone who actually knew her. Chronologically, Kurumi was in her forties now, and as the old, crude saying went, a woman in her forties had a certain... voracious appetite.
"Kurumi, have some basic decency! There are other people right here!" Finally, Kurumi's closest friend, Sawa Yamauchi, had absolutely enough of the public display and marched over to physically pull the giggling Spirit off Yuki's lap.
Mio, meanwhile, had spotted Miku standing near the sofa and greeted her warmly.
"Long time no see, Miku."
"Yes! Mio, you really are living here! I was hoping I'd get to see you!" Miku had already noticed the village chief earlier and happily returned the warm greeting with a hug.
She was currently only familiar with Yuki and Mio in this incredibly lively, massive household.
Mio took the lead and officially introduced Miku to everyone else in the room.
When Kotori, Origami, and the others found out the famous idol Miku was actually a Spirit, they looked genuinely surprised.
"Mio… just how many Spirits are there currently running around out there?" Kotori asked, her analytical commander instincts kicking in.
Mio just smiled mysteriously, tapping her chin.
"Well… quite a few more. Don't worry, you'll meet them all eventually."
"You're being so incredibly secretive about this. You've been quietly gathering all these powerful Spirits without telling us the full operational details." Ellen shot her a highly suspicious look.
Aside from Kurumi and Origami, Ellen hadn't heard much classified intel about the other Spirits Mio had successfully recruited to their side.
The large group soon fell into an easy, comfortable conversation with Miku.
Ellen and some of the others actually recognized her true identity—Miku had previously, secretly purchased high-level private security services from Ellen's former military company for her massive stadium concerts.
Seeing how genuinely well everyone got along, Miku quickly put her polished, professional idol social skills to work and blended into the group dynamic seamlessly.
Before long, it became incredibly clear to Yuki that Miku would fit right into this massive, ever-growing, chaotic family without a single issue.