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

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Presumably, yesterday's threatening incident with Fukada was all Shirakawa's fault, and Fukada was innocent.

When Shirakawa heard Akita-sensei's evaluation of him, he felt sad and heartbroken, and was about to give up.

Unexpectedly, Cecilia in his mind said, "Don't forget, you still have to face Yoshioka. You don't want Nikaido and your beloved girl to get hurt, do you?"

"But..."

Shirakawa was also struggling. In his heart, he still felt that he was a pure love warrior and a good boy with a positive outlook on life, and that he couldn't do such a thing.

"You've seen Yoshioka's strength. When he beats you to death, I, all alone in this world, can go with you. Sigh... Shirakawa, sob sob sob, all those girls will be crying their eyes out then." The sobbing was quite obviously theatrical.

Shirakawa hadn't expected that Cecilia would also play the sentimental card. Even though he knew she was acting, Shirakawa still felt uncomfortable with her.

"Fine, I'll do it!"

Cecilia immediately burst into laughter through her tears: "Don't forget, the more unwilling and ashamed you are, the stronger your lust will become. You should know what to do, right?"

Shirakawa took a deep breath and kept telling himself that all of this was for the power of lust, and for preparing to defeat Yoshioka.

Don't feel guilty. After all, I saved her and anonymously funded her. I've done more than enough. Asking for a little something in return is not unreasonable.

"That's right, I'm the kind of guy with a perverse sense of humor."

Shirakawa followed his previous strategy of being a blond-haired scumbag, adopting a scumbag persona and speaking to Akita in a threatening tone.

"I went to great lengths to get you out of that Nagasaki club. I haven't had you come to my door these past few days, and you've already forgotten your place? Hmm?"

"The Nagasaki Club has already notified me via text message that the contract has been cancelled."

"Hmph~ So that means all the money I spent on the competition registration fee for you has gone down the drain?"

"It's just 200 million yen, isn't it?" Akita-sensei gritted her teeth. "I'll pay you back."

"Then give it back to me now?"

"I don't have it yet. Wait for me to go home and get it."

"I can't wait." Shirakawa pulled Akita-sensei to his side, and Akita-sensei fell into Shirakawa's arms. Shirakawa picked up the toy and showed it to Akita-sensei.

Akita should be filled with anger and ruthlessness right now, but she doesn't understand why she feels so much in Shirakawa's arms...

Her heart skipped a beat.

"How about this, you just need to take this with you, and after the speech, I'll consider 200 of your 50 million debt as payment, okay?"

50 is not a small amount of money.

"I...you..." Akita-sensei was so angry she couldn't speak.

While I said I was angry, I was actually more disappointed in Shirakawa.

My judgment was completely wrong; Shirakawa is that kind of shameless man.

"You wouldn't want everyone to know you were a prostitute at the Nagasaki brothel, would you? I have all the records from back then..."

Shirakawa didn't actually keep it; it was just a feigned retreat.

"I...I understand." Ms. Akita took the toy, glared at Shirakawa, and went to the girls' restroom to put it on.

Shirakawa followed Akita and waited in front of the toilet.

“Hey, Shirakawa, you’ve got the potential to be a blond guy. I suggest you do just that from now on, take all the girls and make them work to support you. You’ll never have to worry about food or clothing again.” Cecilia started talking to him again.

He's like a rich woman's gigolo.

"Stop talking, my conscience is also tormented." Shirakawa felt extremely distressed.

"I've told you so many times, conscience can't put food on the table," Cecilia said nonchalantly.

"I've already told you, you don't understand human society."

Akita looked at his own angry eyes, and Shirakawa still couldn't forget it; he felt he had been a complete jerk.

"By the way, didn't you initially want to corrupt me? Are you satisfied now?"

Shirakawa was in a bad mood, so his tone of voice was inevitably a bit harsh.

"No... I was just kidding," Cecilia said cautiously, sensing that Shirakawa was unusually angry. "Aren't we bound by fate now? Even this body of mine is thanks to you."

The deity is indeed a deity, able to bend and stretch with perfect balance, and Shirakawa really has no way to deal with her.

No wonder she could lead so many people astray in the past.

Footsteps came from the restroom. Akita covered her bodycon skirt and high heels, her face flushed and her body trembling with shame.

“You’re all set,” Akita said.

"Then let me check it out."

Shirakawa suspected that Akita was just going through the motions.

Even though Shirakawa was extremely unwilling, things had come to this point, and he still had to ensure that Akita would obediently listen and wear it properly.

Don't look back. You did bad things, but in the end, you didn't collect any lustful energy. It was all for nothing.

Akita glanced around to make sure no one else was coming.

With trembling hands, she slowly rolled up her tight-fitting pencil skirt, revealing the outline of her pretty white outfit.

It must be inside.

"Have you seen enough?!" Akita-sensei's tone was noticeably sharp, and her cheeks were flushed red.

"You've seen enough, hurry up and give your speech." Shirakawa gently patted Akita.

Akita glared at Shirakawa with resentment, walked into the venue, and returned to his seat.

Shirakawa took out the remote control from his pocket, confirmed that it was properly connected, and returned to his seat.

His seat was next to Ayako.

The lines are arranged according to height.

In the girls' group, Maki sat in the back row because she was tall, while Sakura sat in the front row because she was short.

Yako's height allowed her to conveniently sit next to her.

"Hey, Shirakawa, I thought you weren't coming."

Ako immediately threw herself into Shirakawa's arms.

"There are people here, stop fooling around." Shirakawa smiled awkwardly, pushed Ayako away, and quickly looked at the Mito sisters.

Sakura, who was in front of him, didn't turn around. He turned his head slightly to look at Maki, but Maki didn't seem to notice.

Shirakawa breathed a sigh of relief.

Student representatives also walked up to the stage.

"Teachers and students, the opening ceremony of the 29th Sakura High School Festival is now beginning!"

253. Akita is subjected to ultimate torture by Shirakawa.

Mr. Akita's face was flushed, and he was extremely uncomfortable, repeatedly moving the wheel hub, trying to find a more comfortable position.

No matter how I move, I have a strange feeling.

The faculty and staff around him were still joking and chatting, making Akita very nervous.

"Huh, Akita-sensei? Is the chair uncomfortable?"

Akita's female colleague noticed his unusual behavior and asked him with concern.

"It's alright, it's alright." Akita simply stopped adjusting and sat up straight.

Shirakawa also gripped his magical artifact tightly in his hand, marked with values ​​from 0 to 100, and featuring a soothing mode and a berserk mode.

Activate soothing mode.

Akita-sensei trembled slightly, startled, and glared fiercely at Shirakawa.

Is it starting now? That wretched Shirakawa.

......

It wasn't as intense or uncomfortable as I imagined; it was actually quite comfortable...

Shirakawa also tasted a faint flavor, like the orange juice sold in maid cafes.

"See? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Cecilia said with a smile. "It already has the power of lust at this level, and this power will be even stronger when Akita takes the stage."

Shirakawa hadn't expected it to be so effective.

"Now, let's invite the teachers to give their speeches," the host announced loudly.

Teacher Qiu, carrying her speech, strode to the lectern. This relaxed manner had no effect on her whatsoever.

"Teachers and students, I am Akita Yuzuru, the homeroom teacher of Class 2-A. Today..."

Shirakawa, take advantage of this opportunity, and raise it to 20%.

"Today...today we gather together in joy..."

If you listen carefully, you can sense that Akita-sensei's voice is slightly strange and trembling.