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

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I forgot to lock the door again.

She got out of bed, quietly locked the door, and then resumed the exercise.

Although it's painful, the thought of Shirakawa-san standing there in that position, praising me for being great...

Let's try again!

Let's go back to the Sanchi area.

Since Shirakawa isn't in his own room, could he be in mine?

Miike opened the door with anticipation, only to see Mito Maki sitting in a chair, her face covered by her long dress. One hand covered the dress, while the other gently caressed and rubbed it. On the table was her script, which was slightly damp with her saliva or something else.

"Hey, you!" Michi shouted angrily. This was her room, and she was doing this kind of thing in her room.

"Huh? Ah!" Maki quickly sat up straight, mimicking the posture of a well-behaved student, and pretended nothing had happened.

Miike suppressed her anger, knowing that there was no point in arguing with a perverted high school student.

Let's ask Shirakawa to kick them out.

Miike slammed the door shut and returned to the living room.

She glanced at her watch; it was already past 11 o'clock. Hadn't Shirakawa come home yet?

"Shirakawa-kun went out. He said he'd be back late at night," Midori Kana told the anxious and confused Miike.

Why didn't you say so sooner...

Wait, coming back in the early hours of the morning?

Could Shirakawa have gone to the Nagasaki club again?

Miike carefully recalled that the invitation he had seen earlier stated that the time limit was until tomorrow morning.

In other words, tonight is the last chance to go to the Nagasaki club.

He didn't even call me and went alone?

Doesn't he know how dangerous that place is?

Danger was actually Miike's excuse; she was more afraid that without her supervision, Shirakawa would become addicted to the depravity and dopamine pleasure of gambling, squandering all his money and ending up in ruin.

Former police officer Miike is intimately familiar with criminal patterns and how ordinary people become criminals; he worries that Shirakawa might become like that.

No matter how talented or smart he is, he's still a high school student!

Wait, there's another possibility.

He secretly went to those kinds of places to have fun, indulging in debauchery and debauchery.

Last night I was completely captivated by that place, so today I sneaked off to experience all kinds of young and beautiful girls, both fair-skinned and dark-skinned.

No, I have to go find him.

She strode towards the entrance and quickly changed her shoes.

"Miike, where are you going?" Kana asked, looking at the energetic Miike.

"Go find Shirakawa."

“I’ll go too,” Kana said.

She was extremely worried because her daughter didn't come home until the early hours of last night.

Although Shirakawa is a boy and a well-behaved child, what if he encounters a thug or a bad person, or a drunkard causing trouble, on the road at night?

Like Shinichi...

The more Kana thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

"What's the point of you going? Just stay home and wait." Miike was very aggressive towards women of the same age who were close to Shirakawa.

"Michi, I'm so worried about Shirakawa. If you can find him, please take me with you...please," Kana pleaded.

Miike thought about it again and realized that Shirakawa and Kana seemed to have a mother-son relationship, while his relationship with Shirakawa was more like a physical one where they would occasionally be together for pleasure.

In other words, if he goes on a wild party at the Nagasaki club, there's a high chance he won't be able to stop him, and he might even drag him into having an impart party with him.

If Kana goes, it will be like his good "mother" has gone, and out of consideration for his reputation, he will have to obediently listen to her.

Unbeknownst to him, Miike had already imagined Shirakawa as a gambling addict and a hedonistic good-for-nothing.

"Okay, you can come with me to find him, but you have to listen to me."

"it is good."

Kana changed her clothes and went downstairs with Miike, sitting in the back of her car.

Miike started the car and drove towards the Nagasaki Clubhouse.

"First, when you get there, don't shout or make a fuss. Stay calm and don't be surprised by anything that happens. Once you find Shirakawa, we'll leave," Miike warned Kana.

She glanced at the rearview mirror inside the car.

Kana nodded repeatedly, her voice filled with worry and anxiety.

Her body was very full and voluptuous, and her astonishingly large breasts seemed to reach the EFG level. Of course, she didn't know the cup size of her three pools, only a rough estimate.

She is actually quite tall, but her full figure makes people intentionally or unintentionally overlook this fact. Her hips, legs, shoulders, arms, and elbows are all fleshy, with only her waist being slightly thin.

She has a classic hourglass figure, and her plumpness is aesthetically pleasing and reassuring. Her flesh seems to be in all the right places, and even women like Michi can't help but marvel at her beauty.

"Anything else? What else should we be careful about? Three ponds?"

"Um~" Miike thought for a moment, and it seemed that there was nothing else.

“That’s all, but besides going to find Shirakawa, I have something else to say about your daughters.”

"Did Maki and Sakura cause you any trouble?" Kana asked cautiously.

"It's not that I'm causing trouble, it's just... um... do you know that both of my daughters like Shirakawa?"

“I know,” Kana nodded.

Miike had intended to tell her about her two daughters' abnormal behavior so that she could kindly teach them a lesson, but seeing that clear, foolish look in her mature face...

Forget it, let’s not talk about it.

"Seeing them in love makes me realize how wonderful it is to be young," Miike said, changing the subject, but also expressing a genuine sigh of admiration.

Yes, if I had met Shirakawa a few years earlier when I was younger, maybe something would have happened between us...

Kana started daydreaming again.

Wait a minute, when I was young, Shirakawa was just a cute little boy around 10 years old, fresh out of college.

At this age, you can't be in a relationship; you can't just run over a child with a big truck.

Haha, although he's still just a kid...

"What are you thinking about? Reminiscing about your student days?" Miike saw Kana's ever-upturned lips and sweet smile through the rearview mirror.

"No, it's nothing."

The two chatted idly, exchanging a few words, and their relationship grew a little closer.

After a while.

Miike and Kana arrived at the entrance of the Nagasaki Club and went down the old, dilapidated stairs to the basement.

This is an entertainment venue that can be visited without an invitation.

There are several small gambling tables and several small wooden drinking tables.

It's almost midnight now, and the place is almost full of people: well-dressed girls, middle-aged men with a greasy appearance, and young rich kids.

Kana stood on tiptoe and peered inside, but couldn't find Shirakawa.

"Stop looking, Shirakawa isn't here. Come with me." Miike arrived at the glass door guarded by bodyguards on the basement floor.

"Halt. Please show your invitation or ID card."

"I'm here to find someone."

"Sorry, you need an invitation and ID card to enter."

“Rules are made by people. I was here yesterday. I went in to find someone and came out immediately.” Michi said angrily.

Without Shirakawa to help Miike vent his anger, Miike could only keep his rage bottled up inside.

The poor girls in the hospital were all turned into that horrible state because of this place, and these bodyguards are still here, bossing everyone around.

(Actually, the two bodyguards were expressionless, diligent, and had no bad attitude.)

Why would Shirakawa secretly come to a place like this without telling me?

The thought of him indulging in debauchery and gambling makes her angry.

"I'm really sorry."

"You can bring us in too, we won't cause any trouble."

Neither of the two bodyguards responded this time.

"Alright, Miike," Kana said, pulling on Miike's arm. "We can wait at the door. Look, there's an empty seat over there."