Adolescent Adam 3: Chapter 3 - Lonely Witch

That garden was always filled with bright sunlight and a gentle scent of grass.

The girl sitting at the white wood table and sipping at a teacup was FeTUS Witches Miss A. Her lovely blonde hair was fluttering in the wind.

It scattered a glittering light whenever the comb passed through it, so it seemed to be releasing a fairy’s magic powder.

“…Sigh.”

The only problem was how the refreshing breeze was drowned out by a sigh.

A tall woman in a maid uniform was combing the young lady’s hair. The woman was probably at least one hundred ninety centimeters tall and she had the lung capacity to match.

“Miss D, if anything is troubling you, then tell me instead of just sighing. It tickles.”

“Uuh~~. You’ll actually listen~?”

The maid spoke sweetly and clung to her. But at 1.5 times her height, she nearly crushed the girl.

Adolescent Adam 3: Chapter 2 - Playing with Oneself in the Dead of Night

Mutsuki had been having trouble sleeping recently.

Half the night had passed and he was alone in the living room.

He would lie in bed, but sleep would not come. It felt like gravity had been inverted. His head was burning up and he was exhausted, but his body would not accept the rest.

He needed to calm himself down, so he was now sitting in a recliner with a glass of hot milk in one hand. He never got tired of the view from the top-floor apartment window at night.

After leaving the bathroom all sweaty for some reason, Ange had not left her room and Micha had yet to return. He was not in the habit of watching TV, so the room was quiet. Earlier, he had called his little sister and asked how the family was doing, but it was too late to do that now.

He had nothing to do but patiently wait for sleep to reach him.

A great number of thoughts washed over him when he was alone.

Adolescent Adam 3: Chapter 1 - The Third Angel

Two weeks had passed since Mutsuki had placed the three forces into a stalemate by moving to a home Machina of FeTUS and Lucia the demon knew about.

This changed two things about his life. First, he now lived in a high-rise apartment and had a room of his own, so life was much more convenient.

Second, his bodyguards had grown a little busier.

“Shall we head out, Micha?”

“Yes, yes. What a pain.”

Mutsuki’s angel roommate, Micha, stood up while being urged on by an angel colleague.

Mutsuki was in charge of all the housework, so he stopped cooking to see them off.

“Hi, Fujita Mutsuki-kun. I’ll be borrowing Micha for a bit.”

“Oh…okay.”

A familiar young man stood in the entranceway, so Mutsuki’s face stiffened a little.