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

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However, this power was somewhat strange and slightly different from the allure of Cecilia.

"I see." After hearing what Shirakawa said, Hoshimiya Shio put down the gun. "Since the victim has let bygones be bygones, there's no need for me to keep pressing the matter."

Matsushima breathed a sigh of relief; the situation had just been very dangerous.

"Yes, yes, as long as Shirakawa-kun is alright, that's all that matters," Kana chimed in from the side.

Shirakawa never expected that this matter would be so easily dismissed.

Given Xing Gongxi's personality, Bai Chuan thought she would continue to argue with him relentlessly.

Miike frowned, still angry: "I still think..."

“Miike-nee, that’s enough. Let’s stop here. Matsushima has her own difficulties.”

Shirakawa understood Matsushima's perspective. These powerful and wealthy individuals always seek out or even build places where they can indulge in unrestrained pleasure. Matsushima was at least humane and had a bottom line. If a selfish, money-grubbing, and despicable person had taken over the Nagasaki Club, the consequences would have been far more severe.

Of course, when Shirakawa has the capital and ability in the future, he will discuss with Matsushima again to help some of the unfortunate girls who are forced to work there for various reasons.

"Alright." Miike turned to look out the window, no longer wanting to argue with Matsushima.

It turned out to be the case.

Cecilia sensed Shirakawa's true abilities.

"Let them leave. I have something very important to tell you."

Cecilia's voice echoed in Shirakawa's mind.

"Um, could everyone please step outside for a bit? I want to take a nap," Shirakawa said, making up an excuse.

His language still possesses a magical quality.

"Alright, then you should get some rest." The four women left in unison.

Why is he so obedient? Shirakawa wondered.

At the same time, Shirakawa's body also began to feel tired and uncomfortable, as if he had run a kilometer.

Cecilia instantly transformed into a human, gently stroking Shirakawa's cheek and gazing into his scarlet pupils.

Her hands were cool yet smooth.

A faint, alluring scent of liniment wafted through the air, making Shirakawa's heart itch with desire.

"Shirakawa, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm a little tired, what's wrong?"

“I have good news,” Cecilia said, prying open Shirakawa’s right eyelid with two fingers. “It seems you have inherited some of my abilities.”

"Really, can I use charm too?"

Cecilia shook her head: "Perhaps because my blood is mixed with yours, my power seems to manifest in a different way. It doesn't seem to be charm, but rather persuasion."

"Isn't this almost the same?"

“No, my charm works by making the other person feel good about me, and then I control their mind. Your persuasion is less effective; it simply makes the other person think you're right, but it's uncertain what they will do based on what you say,” Cecilia explained.

"Ah, it's better than having nothing at all..."

"Also, you just used this power to persuade them, so your current fatigue is probably a side effect of using divine power."

"No wonder." Shirakawa took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and make himself feel less uncomfortable.

"Hey, Little White, I'm here!" Jackie pushed the door open a crack and peeked out. "Oh, even the God is here!"

Cecilia rolled her eyes at Jackie and turned her head to look at the open space. She didn't want to have any interaction with this girl.

Cecilia hated her.

But more so because she still had blood similar to that of Catherine.

“Jackie…”

"Haha, you're such a busy person. You just woke up and so many girls are already surrounding you. I didn't get a chance to say a word for a while," Jackie said with a grin as she stepped forward.

For some reason, looking at Jieqi always made Shirakawa feel uncomfortable.

Could it be due to the influence of her bloodline?

"Um, Jackie, I want to sleep for a while... Can we talk later..." Shirakawa didn't want to stay with Jackie any longer.

"Oh, how heartless, Xiaobai! I just arrived and you've already told me to leave," Jackie pouted.

"I've just recovered from a serious illness, so feeling sleepy is unavoidable..."

"Alright, alright, I'll let you off this time since you're injured. I came to tell you that I've found Ayako."

"Found her? Wasn't she missing?"

"I don't know where she suddenly appeared from, but she seems a bit disoriented. How about you come with me to the school to visit her tomorrow night?"

At this hour, the school is almost closing time, and Ayako has probably already gone home, so we'll have to postpone it until tomorrow.

"Ah, of course."

"Okay, see you tomorrow then." Jackie waved and was about to leave.

"Wait, Jackie."

Shirakawa finally found the source of his discomfort: the delicate cross on Jackie's chest.

It's the sacred artifact that Catherine wore.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to stay with you a little longer?"

"No, Jackie, that cross you're wearing makes me and this deity feel a little uncomfortable. Could you please not wear it next time?" Shirakawa pleaded, clasping his hands together.

"Oh, it's no big deal. It's just a talisman," Jackie said, taking the cross off and stuffing it into her pocket. "If you don't like it, I won't wear it."

Okay, thank you.

Jackie waved and left the ward.

At that moment, Shirakawa's phone received a message from Sakura.

Sakura: Shirakawa-nii, are you feeling any better?

Shirakawa: It's alright, nothing serious.

Sakura: We agreed yesterday that we'd go to the movies today. Of course, I don't necessarily have to go; I just wanted to ask Shirakawa-kun if it was okay today, or we could talk about it later...

With so much happening, Shirakawa almost forgot about this.

Maki was so aggressive just now, saying such things, Sakura must have felt uncomfortable too.

Try to comfort her a little.

Shirakawa: Let's do it today. I'll go after I take a nap.

Sakura: Yay o(*￣▽￣*)ブ, then let's book tickets in advance, see you tonight!

Shirakawa: Okay.

After talking with Sakura, Shirakawa found Nikaido in his contacts.

The eldest sister must be feeling really bad too.

It seems that maintaining a good relationship among these girls is not an easy task!

Shirakawa sighed as he sent the message.

Hey boss, are you alright? There was a misunderstanding about what happened earlier, let me explain.

There wasn't really any misunderstanding, but Shirakawa had to make up an excuse.

The message has not been read.

Let's wait for her reply first.

“Don’t worry,” Cecilia said. “I know these girls’ personalities. No matter how you mistreat them, they will recover on their own.”

When Cecilia summoned Shirakawa, she already knew all the girls' personalities inside and out; they were all classic personalities found in adult games.

Otherwise, how could she eat comfortably?

All that's needed is for Assassin Shirakawa to give him a good beating with a big stick.

"What are you saying? What disrespect? I cherish them very much..."

"Alright, alright, stop with the useless 'pure love warrior' rhetoric. You have succubus blood in your veins, so hurry up and pack your things, let's get going."

Shirakawa also sensed that Cecilia's blood was having some effect on him.

He's less resistant to discussing pure love with multiple people now.

This left Shirakawa with no idea how things would develop between him and these girls.

213. I don't have to go home.

The sun was setting in the west; it was dusk.

A bustling commercial street.

Shirakawa is rushing to the meeting point.