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

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Secia: Okay, okay, use it however you want, I'll give it to you right now.

Ding! You have received one bottle of eyebrow powder.

Shirakawa: Thanks.

After replying to Shirakawa, he immediately closed the chat window with Cecilia.

Out of sight is pure.

That despicable Cecilia always spouts outrageous nonsense to seduce me.

My current predicament is largely thanks to her.

Just then, Akita-sensei accepted Shirakawa's friend request.

Akita-sensei: Shirakawa-kun, just let me know if you need anything...

Shirakawa: Still call me Shirakawa-kun.

Akita-sensei: Master, if you need anything, just tell Akita.

Shirakawa: Okay, I understand.

With Miike's help as a mysterious figure, Akita-sensei's immediate crisis can be resolved. In addition, since Akita-sensei has completely broken off her relationship with the principal, she doesn't need to worry too much about her situation.

To some extent, Akita-sensei is now Shirakawa's property. If anyone touches her, Shirakawa can call the Nagasaki Club for so-called after-sales service.

To be fair, although the place was dark and decadent, the service was actually quite good.

No wonder they've been able to operate on such a scale.

I'm a little worried about the itinerary at the Nagasaki club tonight.

......

Let's relax for a bit first.

Shirakawa has been under a lot of stress lately and is very tired.

He lay on the sofa, enjoying his hard-earned leisure time in the afternoon.

Ding Dong!Ding Dong!

The doorbell rings.

Midori Kana immediately got up and eagerly opened the door. A regular delivery girl was there, holding a rectangular cardboard box package.

"Hello, are you Miss Mido?"

"Yes."

"This is your package, please sign for it."

Midori Kana quickly signed her name on the package.

After bowing and thanking the deliveryman, Aunt Kana left, and then closed the door.

She carried the cardboard box back to the sofa, struggling to lift it; it looked like there was something very heavy inside.

Although Shirakawa was curious, he didn't want to deliberately pry into Kana's privacy.

Kana placed the package on the coffee table in front of Shirakawa.

"Shirakawa-kun, this is a gift for you. Please take a look."

Gift?

"Aunt Meidu, thank you, but you're not well-off, so I can't accept this gift."

Aunt Mido doesn't have much money right now, and Shirakawa is already very touched by her kindness in buying him a gift. There's no need for her to spend any more money on him.

"Oh, Shirakawa-kun, we're sure our sudden stay at your place has caused you a lot of trouble. Consider this a thank-you gift from my daughters and me, please accept it." Kana pushed the box further towards Shirakawa. "It's not too expensive anyway..."

She was unaware that her eldest daughter had already thanked Shirakawa with her body.

Unable to resist the aunt's enthusiasm, Shirakawa had no choice but to open the cardboard box.

It was covered with a lot of foam. Lifting the foam and plastic revealed a can of eggs and a small blue dumbbell.

"I heard Shirakawa-kun is working out. If you're working out, drinking more egg drop soup will definitely be good for you, and so will this little dumbbell."

Kana picked up the dumbbell and struggled to lift it.

The fullness in her arms transformed into slightly bulging muscles, and her chest heaved. Shirakawa quickly averted his gaze.

"I didn't know how strong you were, so I bought a light dumbbell. I wonder if it will be comfortable for you to use..."

Kana smiled and handed over the dumbbells, wanting Shirakawa to try them out.

Shirakawa tried it, and it was surprisingly heavy, making it somewhat difficult to lift.

Am I that weak?

Shirakawa couldn't believe it.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Aunt Kana does housework non-stop every day and works hard day and night, so it's only natural that she's stronger than me.

Take a closer look at Aunt Meidu's arms; they are fleshy but not fat, giving off a sense of security.

"Shirakawa-kun, did I buy the wrong weight? Should I contact the seller to exchange it?" Aunt Meidu asked with concern.

"Not heavy at all." Shirakawa gritted his teeth and lifted the dumbbell in his hand, pretending to be relaxed. "Auntie, look, it's not heavy at all."

"Ah, that's good. Oh, right, there's one more thing inside..."

Aunt Meidu rummaged through the cardboard box and pulled out a small black bottle with some unreadable English writing on it.

"what is this?"

"This, this is eel essence capsules. Taking this... um... can replenish physical strength and energy, and can also improve eyesight and memory. It's very beneficial for students." Aunt Meidu said shyly, her face flushed.

Shirakawa knew that although the eel essence capsules also contained the effects that his aunt had mentioned, their main function was to nourish the kidneys and replenish energy.

Could it be that Aunt Meidu also...

Impossible, absolutely impossible. Auntie is so gentle, she treats me like a child. How could I possibly have such filthy thoughts about Auntie Meidu?

Sin, sin!

Aunt Mido pursed her lips, secretly observing Shirakawa's reaction.

I saw the advertising slogan for this bottle of capsules when I was shopping online before. It said things like it could make a man break the bed, and that it was a gas station, a power train, and a tonic for male virility and kidney health.

I couldn't stop thinking about Shirakawa, and by some accident I clicked the buy button, and it was shipped out along with this egg and dumbbell.

She clicked on local express delivery, which means the goods will be shipped directly from the sports goods direct sales store in the commercial street.

By the time she regretted it, it was too late to return the item.

But Shirakawa's reaction wasn't strange; he wasn't as excited as she had expected...

This reaction left Aunt Mido with mixed feelings. Although she hoped that Shirakawa wouldn't react strangely and that she could get away with it, she was also somewhat "disappointed" if Shirakawa really just looked at the capsule without any interest.

During the time she had been in contact with Shirakawa, her heart had been in turmoil. She wanted to maintain a close, almost mother-son-like relationship with Shirakawa, but deep down she also longed for Shirakawa to develop romantic feelings for her.

In addition, Shirakawa is in a romantic relationship with his daughter, and Miike, with whom he had a past relationship, also lives in the house.

Her thinking is wrong and incorrect; doing such a thing with her daughter's boyfriend is extremely immoral.

She was incredibly conflicted and torn.

Especially since she didn't have a job and only helped Shirakawa with housework, she would often start to have random thoughts when she had nothing to do.

I'll go do some part-time work tomorrow!

At this moment, Shirakawa kept giving himself these reminders.

Auntie bought this simply to boost her energy for studying. Aphrodisiac and kidney tonic effects are just side effects. Yes, that's right!

Shirakawa glanced at his aunt again.

The auntie lowered her head slightly, her face flushed, her long black hair was tied up, and her voluptuous body trembled slightly. Her mature, beautiful, wrinkle-free face displayed a girlish shyness, and she exuded the fragrance of perfume and a mature woman's allure...

"Um, um... thank you, Aunt Meidu. I really like it. I'll go back to my room to exercise now."

Shirakawa, clutching the cardboard box, bent slightly to shield it under his stomach, and hurriedly fled back to his room.

182. My family is still outside; just touching them is enough.

Shirakawa carried the cardboard box back to his room.

I almost couldn't hide it and embarrassed myself.

Under no circumstances should you taint the sacred and gentle Aunt Mido with dirty thoughts.

Midori Sakura was lying in bed watching TV shows, wearing a cool outfit of shorts and a tube top.

Hugging Bai Chuan's pillow in her arms, her chubby little legs slightly bent, she gave Bai Chuan a resentful look when he arrived, and continued watching her show with her headphones on.

After putting away the protein powder, essence capsules, and small dumbbells from the box, Shirakawa sat on the bed, clearly preparing to lie down and rest.

His good friend was slightly unsheathed because of Kana, and he wanted to restore it to its normal form.

I doubt any man could concentrate on exercising in this state.