He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

Page 327

"what!!"

Nikaido let out a soft moan in her sleep, her body trembling as if electrocuted, and curled up.

Startled, Secia quickly transformed back into her spider form.

Shirakawa fell into deep thought, while Nikaido and Cecilia reacted in exactly the same way.

Ah! This pattern will appear as long as it's inside...?

Shirakawa knew that these patterns were the yin marks of succubi in comics, but he didn't know what their purpose was.

“Why don’t you try controlling them with your power?” Cecilia suggested.

Shirakawa stretched out his hand, focused his mind, and mobilized the erotic power he had just obtained from Nikaido and Maki, attempting to establish a connection with the patterns.

The pattern emitted a dazzling light, and Maki's limp body regained some vitality.

Similarly, Shirakawa also focused his power on Nikaido's patterns.

Like Maki, Nikaido also recovered some of his strength.

“It seems this pattern can connect with the power within your body, absorbing it and converting it into physical strength,” Cecilia said. “I never imagined my power could be used in this way.”

Cecilia has lived for a thousand years, and has basically only used basic abilities such as charm and transformation.

Unexpectedly, after giving half of her blood to Shirakawa, he developed these strange and wonderful abilities...

interesting.

"Ugh~~ Shirakawa~~~"

"Hmm~~ Little Brother Shirakawa~~"

After regaining their senses, the two rolled over and, mistaking each other for Shirakawa, embraced tightly.

A more muscular thigh pressed down on a tall, slender thigh, foreheads touching foreheads...

Combined with the various remnants left after the battle, it creates a beautiful spring scene...

Perhaps their relationship will improve after this battle.

But it's best to leave now, lest they drag you into a relentless battle once they've recovered their strength.

Oh right, didn't someone just send me a message?

Shirakawa picked up the phone from the ground.

My LINE feed is full of messages from Jackie.

Jackie: Hey! Shirakawa? Where are you? Ayako's been begging to see you!

Jackie: We're at the video game club, come quick!

Jackie: Hello!?

Jackie: ?

Jackie: Come here right now!

Almost forgot about Ako, Shirakawa hurriedly rushed out the door.

But then he saw his classmates outside, and turned back to look at the two girls sleeping soundly, embracing...

What if someone finds out?

Shirakawa wanted to lock the sports storage room, but unfortunately he didn't have the key and couldn't lock it from the outside.

So he found a sign in the sports storage room and hung it at the entrance, which read, "The paint is not dry, do not enter."

People passing by probably thought there was renovation work going on inside...

After confirming that there were no problems, Shirakawa hurriedly went to the video game club.

268. Fukada’s confession

I'm a scumbag woman.

While the students at Sakura High School were enjoying the school festival, I was stuck in this little café surrounded by a bunch of idle hooligans, making up that damn plan.

I was sitting in a corner seat in the coffee shop, right in front of Yoshioka, who was still fiddling with his brass knuckles.

The other delinquents chatted enthusiastically, all excited about the attack on Sakura High School.

Ignoring the no-smoking signs in the cafe and the feelings of others, he smoked his cigarette and loudly proclaimed how he would take over Sakura High School and extort protection money from the poor lower-grade students.

I had seen the scarred man, the man with the pompadour, and the blond man before; their trio of scarred men were also there.

He would also steal glances at me with that lewd look from time to time.

I tried to remain calm, but my hands were still shaking uncontrollably.

The injury on my cheek seemed to hurt even more.

They're a bunch of rotten bugs to the core.

But someone as worthless as me has no right to criticize them.

This predicament is entirely my own fault.

Instead of enjoying the wonderful school life, he insisted on getting involved in this mess.

Why did I provoke Shirakawa in the first place?

Why have they been slandering him, framing him, and setting traps to harm him for all sorts of reasons?

Is it because she wants to get close to Akiyama? Or... is it simply because she can't stand him?

He has a kind and gentle appearance, and seems a bit dim-witted, yet he's incredibly popular with girls.

You can live a life adored without any effort; you don't need to wear makeup all the time or force a smile in front of the mirror—people will like you...

......

He wasn't human to begin with; he was some kind of spider monster. It must be because he used that strange hypnotic ability.

"Hey, senior, have you thought of a plan yet?"

The unexpected greeting brought me back to reality from my memories. The blond-haired man was standing by the table, smiling, as if he were concerned about me.

Another pathetic man whose mind is consumed by romance.

"Hey!" The scarred man pulled the blond man back and whispered in his ear, "This is the boss's favorite woman. Don't get love-struck right now."

A group of idle, delinquent students, the scum of society, are playing a game of gangsters here.

Yoshioka waved his hand, signaling them to be quiet.

"Senior, have you come up with a plan yet?" Yoshioka smiled as well, but that smile sent chills down one's spine.

“I’ve got it,” I said, pulling a school map from my backpack. “Nighttime is when the student council’s security is weakest. We can sneak in in batches, hiding in places like the sports storage room, labs, and club activity rooms. That way, they shouldn’t notice us…”

I forced myself to suppress my fear and disgust towards them as I recounted the plans and the various personnel arrangements.

"How should the operation be scheduled?"

"When the fireworks festival begins, when the first firework bursts into the sky, everyone will be watching, and that will be the perfect time for you to make your move."

Unfortunately, even if they went, they would only end up empty-handed.

I have already given all the information to Shirakawa, and I'm sure he will take some countermeasures.

"What do you all think?" Yoshioka asked for everyone's opinions.

"of course can."

"I have no opinion."

The group of delinquents laughed and agreed.

Seriously? Do they really think they can get away with doing something like this?

Putting aside whether the police would even intervene in this large-scale incident of collective violence, the president of the Hoshimiya Shioko Club is not someone to be trifled with...

These people are so stupid.

"Hmm..." Yoshioka looked troubled, resting his chin on his right hand as if deep in thought. "To start when the first firework bursts in the sky? Is that really possible?"

Looking at the capricious man in front of me, I forced a smile and asked, "Yes, is there a problem?"

"Oh, it's not often that fireworks are set off, of course we should enjoy them properly. It wouldn't be good to spoil everyone's fun. We all really want to see the fireworks, don't you think?"

Yoshioka looked at his underlings, who were stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"So... what are your thoughts?" I asked cautiously, observing Yoshioka's expression.

"How about we move the event forward? We're going to set up a big bonfire on the playground before the fireworks display, right? We can start the event when the bonfire is lit, what do you think?"

The bonfire was lit about an hour before the fireworks display, but by then almost all the students in the school had arrived, making it a good time to get started.

But if we go along with Yoshioka's wishes, it will deviate from the plan I told Shirakawa. If the attack is brought forward, Shirakawa may not have time to prepare a response.

Wait, why would I care about that spider demon?

Whether he and Nikaido live or die is none of his business. In fact, it would be better if something happened between them, resulting in mutual destruction.

I looked up and saw those delinquents all around me again.