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

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Shirakawa was on the verge of tears; the loss of his sense of taste meant he couldn't taste anything at all.

But the deliciousness of his aunt's cooking still lingered in his memory, and he could only recall it while chewing and swallowing with difficulty.

Miso soup = plain water, saury = some kind of gelatinous substance, almond tofu = some kind of tasteless jelly.

Although it retained the texture of food, it lacked the flavor that food should have, making him feel increasingly nauseous.

"Come on, Shirakawa-kun, eat more." The aunt kept piling food into her bowl.

Unable to refuse Shirakawa's hospitality, he could only swallow his anger and eat slowly and laboriously.

Maki was still immersed in the happiness of getting rid of the estrangement with her sister and being happy together.

Sakura, however, was still thinking about her mother and Shirakawa, and her mother's unusual feelings for Shirakawa.

The only one who focused on eating was Michi; for some reason, her appetite had increased considerably compared to before.

"By the way, Miike-nee, what are your plans for today?" Shirakawa asked.

"Today, I'll take care of things at the photography studio and handle some client orders. We'll be shooting in the next few days."

"A photography studio?" Sakura's interest was piqued. "Does Miike-nee open a photography studio?"

"It was Shirakawa who took it over; I'm just here to help him with his work."

"Wow, Shirakawa-kun, I didn't know you were so rich."

Sakura is, after all, a hot girl, and she knows a lot about things like photography, modeling, and fashion magazines.

"Haha, it's money given to me by my family. I need to find ways to make money to cover my living expenses," Shirakawa said modestly.

Maki knew the inside story, and probably figured the money he used to buy the studio came from that night he gambled at the Nagasaki club.

"Miike-nee, let's not go to the photography studio yet. Let's rest for a day. It's fine. How about we go to the Sakura Academy Festival with Auntie today and watch our performance?"

On one hand, Miike is suspected of being pregnant, and Shirakawa doesn't want her to overwork herself. On the other hand, even if Miike isn't pregnant, she has done so much for him and deserves a rest.

"Hmm, a day of rest is good too." Miike has been feeling sleepy and listless for the past few days.

"So, what did Auntie say?"

"With Michi, of course!" The aunt smiled as she won.

Last night, when Miike was arguing with Shinichi, she even spoke up for herself. The gap between the two adult women is getting smaller and smaller, and they are becoming more accepting of each other.

"Auntie, are you free sometime when you're working? Could you help Michi out with the affairs of her photography studio? Of course, I'll pay you a salary..."

Miike needs someone to take care of him, and his aunt is someone he absolutely trusts.

"Oh, Shirakawa-kun, no need. Auntie doesn't need to spend money. As long as I can help Shirakawa-kun with something within my ability, Auntie will be very happy."

"Don't say that, Auntie. It's not just you. Maki and Sakura have a lot of expenses. How can you not have money?" Shirakawa advised.

"Hey! I've been very frugal lately." Sakura pouted, revealing her little tiger teeth, in protest.

“Yes, I can testify that Sakura hasn’t been buying much lately,” Maki chimed in.

How did the two sisters suddenly become so close?

Shirakawa was puzzled.

"It's not that I don't want you to spend money. Once my photography studio starts making money, I'll give you pocket money, and it will definitely be more than what you used to have."

"Is that so?" Maki smiled. "Then Sakura and I will become wealthy ladies from now on."

"Hey~~ Shirakawa-nii, give us money to spend, and we'll provide emotional value to Shirakawa-nii and make him 'happy'. Wait, isn't this more like being a support character..." Sakura said without thinking.

"Sakura! Don't speak rudely!" Kana picked up the other end of her chopsticks and smacked Sakura on the head.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Sakura clutched her head, stuck out her tongue slightly, and made a cute face, trying to get away with it. "Okay, okay, Mom."

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

“Don’t worry, Shirakawa, I’ll give Kana the money,” Miike said.

"Then it's settled from now on. Miike will be in charge of the family finances, and Mitsu Kana will be responsible for the household chores and help Miike."

The others had no objections either. Even though Shirakawa was now a high school student, he already had the air of a male head of the household.

"Then what should we do? Shirakawa, don't exclude us. We also want to do our part for this family." Maki looked at Shirakawa affectionately, took off her little black leather shoes, and used her black-stockinged feet to massage Shirakawa's sacred sword.

The nimble, delicate little feet, with five slightly clumsy little toes, were actively wriggling and rubbing against Shirakawa, trying to please him.

“Yes, Shirakawa-nii,” Sakura also grabbed Shirakawa’s hand and placed it on her thigh, pressing it tightly and circling it around her chubby little leg. “We also want to do our part.”

Their eyes were filled with love.

It seemed as if, without the presence of those two elders, Shirakawa would have been completely devoured by them at any moment.

Shirakawa withdrew his hand, not lingering on Sakura's chubby calves for long, and patted Maki's feet at the same time.

Maki also withdrew her leg, seemingly unsatisfied.

"You don't need to exert yourself, just don't cause any trouble," Shirakawa said.

At this time, Shirakawa was unaware that the relationship between the two sisters had reached such a point, and was still trying her best to cover it up so that the two sisters would not be jealous of each other.

The two sisters exchanged a secret glance, their hearts in sync, and smiled knowingly.

It's as if a new way of playing Shirakawa has been unlocked.

It's like one person deliberately provoking Shirakawa, while another pretends to be watching from the sidelines, causing Shirakawa to panic and desperately try to cover it up.

Just thinking about this kind of play is exciting.

Maki was very happy and had a big appetite as she ate breakfast.

Fortunately, when I was in his room earlier, I didn't tell Shirakawa that I and my sister were already in love.

From now on, they'll be the "little toys" of Shirakawa and her sister...

"Maki, Sakura, be careful, you're high school students now," Kana warned, her face flushed. Knowing her two daughters, she had a glimpse of what was about to happen.

Thinking about my transgression yesterday, doing such a thing with my daughter's boyfriend, I felt a little guilty.

Miike also sensed something was amiss.

Only Shirakawa, "unaware of the true nature of Mount Lu," remained completely in the dark.

...

Breakfast time ended smoothly amidst laughter and cheerful conversation.

"Shirakawa-kun, why is there so much left?" Kana looked at Shirakawa's rice bowl, where more than half of the white rice was still left.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I haven't had much of an appetite lately and can't eat much."

"Shirakawa-kun, you need to eat properly. Don't always buy snacks from convenience stores. They're bad for your health. You're still growing at your age..." Kana started nagging again.

"Okay, Auntie, I understand."

Kana realized she had said too much, but there was nothing she could do; after all, she liked Shirakawa so much.

"Let's go quickly." Maki had already changed into her Sakura High School uniform. "Jackie and the others have arrived."

"Don't rush me~~ Sister, let me draw some eyeliner..." Sakura took out a small makeup mirror, drew a line with an eyeliner pencil, and then applied some white lipstick.

Today is the school festival, so I have to dress up nicely.

"I'll drive you there. There's nothing much going on at home, and Kana and I will go together too." Miike picked up the car keys.

"But the bowls and chopsticks on the table..."

"It's okay, Auntie, we can clean up when we get back. Let's enjoy the school festival today."

"okay, I get it."

So the black car, packed full of one man and four women, headed towards the school.

251. Buy some nice things for Akita-sensei.

In the car, Shirakawa sat in the back seat, sandwiched between the Mito sisters, while the aunt sat in the front because her voluptuous body took up too much space.

The two women, unusually, did not grope Shirakawa. Instead, they held the scripts in their hands, preparing and practicing for their upcoming stage play.

The school festival consists of a stage play in the morning, followed by free time. In the afternoon, there are various school activities, and in the evening, there is a fireworks and bonfire party for the entire school. This is the full-day name of the school festival.

"Shirakawa, what's the ending of the script?" Maki asked while flipping through the script.

They knew the parts of the script by heart, but the plot regarding "Brave Shirakawa" betraying the cause was still undecided at the end of the stage play.

Once we get to school, we'll have to change into our costumes and rehearse a few more times before the performance. If we wait until we get to school to think about it, it'll probably be too late.

“I have an idea,” Sakura suggested. “Why don’t we let Shirakawa-san successfully usurp the throne and become the next Hero King, and then lock me, my sister, Nikaido and Jackie up in the dungeon and humiliate us severely?”

"Sakura, what are you thinking about?" Maki gently patted Sakura's large breasts across Shirakawa and scolded, "Your head is full of dirty thoughts. Just think about them in private, don't act them out in a stage play."

"No, sister, that won't do. I have another idea: after Shirakawa becomes the King of Heroes, we can team up and launch a counterattack against him. What do you think?"

“That won’t work,” Shirakawa shook his head. “The subsequent scenes will need to be rehearsed again, and we don’t have enough time.”