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Part of the Ceremony in Chapter 463
in the room.

Milo and Yan are providing "psychological counseling" for Finn.

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“Listen to me, rewarding yourself is perfectly normal, but…Ms. Smith? She’s almost 40.”

"To correct you, he is 41 years old."

"You're 41, for goodness sake! Can't you find a younger fantasy subject? Like Teacher Leia, for example?"

"Which Leia?"

"His homeroom teacher had long black hair, was quite tall, and had a very nice smile."

"Oh, Leia, she's really great."

"Right, especially with glasses on... uh, I'm getting off topic. I mean, Finn, you're still young, you have a lot to learn."

"There are indeed many."

"You have plenty of choices, classmates, friends, and so on. Do you know what my biggest regret in life is? It's that I've never had a childhood sweetheart, someone I've known since we were little, you know...?"

...

"Stop." Milo finally couldn't stand it anymore and quickly told Yan to stop the car, reminding him, "He's only eight years old."

Yan stroked his beard and asked earnestly:

"Aren't we helping him guide his sexual preferences in the right direction?"

"Is this a matter of fetishism?" Milo shrugged.

"Isn't there a problem with this?" Yan asked, picking up a photo of Principal Smith and pointing at her face.

"Is it a big problem?" Finn, who hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise, finally asked.

"you shut up."

They both said in unison.

Finn was so frightened that he kept shrinking into the corner of the bed.

……

...

Five minutes later, Milo and Yan stood by the window, whispering to each other.

“You can’t entirely blame him for this, right? After all, it’s those things outside emitting mind-altering substances. You saw what happened in that building across the street.” Yan held up a photo of Principal Smith. “So the biggest problem is still this. That should be alright, right?”

“Agreed.” Milo shrugged. “Finn was influenced by the texts, causing his physical development to outpace his psychological development by a few years. Why don’t you give him some pointers? After all, you’ve been through it, right? I remember you said you started when you were nine…”

“That’s different! Mine was forced into it, but your Finn is self-taught,” Yan emphasized solemnly.

"Oh yes, yes, I can just imagine the pain on your face as you're forced to play games with the older sister next door." Milo calmly shook his head.

“Yes, it was so painful. I remember it was a day of torrential rain. We were all soaked when we came back from school and then…” Yan tilted his head back at a 45-degree angle and began to recount his “painful” memory.

“Stop, I’m not interested in hearing you tell this story for the 79th time… Forget it, don’t bother talking nonsense to him. I don’t think he can get over tonight’s trauma anytime soon.” Milo reached out and pulled the glass window back and locked it.

Looking back, Finn had already fallen asleep under the covers at some point.

...

……

"So what exactly are those things on the road? What's the point of summoning them? Is it to increase the population of Nanwei City?"

Yan Fan muttered to himself.

Milo, however, didn't have time to explain so much to him.

He left Finn's room and secretly glanced into Old Kang's room.

I heard that familiar snoring sound.

This middle-aged man seemed to lack the vigorous energy of a young man; even the superior dark servants couldn't pull him out of his reverie.

Milo breathed a sigh of relief.

Finn is one thing, but if Old Kang suddenly becomes sexually aroused as well, the situation would be very awkward.

Thinking this through, Milo felt he still had to get rid of those creatures in the city before dawn.

Just as he passed the corner of the stairs, he almost bumped into someone who was hurrying down from the second floor.

It's Emma.

The two almost bumped into each other.

"You should know that not long ago, someone tried their hardest but couldn't hit me in the chest with their forehead like you did."

Milo muttered something to himself.

But he found that Emma didn't respond to him at all.

Her first reaction was to quickly hide her hands behind her back, as if she were holding something she didn't want Milo to see.

Look at Emma's appearance again.

Her long hair wasn't as smooth as usual; it looked a little damp and clung to her forehead and cheeks.

His face also regained some color, or perhaps it should be called... flushed?
Having grown accustomed to Emma's usual haggard and pale appearance, Milo felt a sense of unfamiliarity upon seeing her rosy cheeks up close.

Moreover, Emma blushed even more when she noticed Milo staring at her.

Furthermore, Milo could hear that her heart rate was very fast, even faster than when he was being stared at by the Outer Gods.

……

Milo squinted:

"Um, what are you going to do?"

"I need to go to the restroom... to wash something."

Emma hesitated and dawdled as she walked past Milo, maintaining a posture facing him directly, slowly inching away from him, as if afraid he would see what was hidden behind her.

Milo smiled slightly, and asked, almost as if possessed:
Do you need me to wash your underwear?

"roll!"

Emma glared at him fiercely, then grabbed what she was holding and ran to the bathroom.

...

Yan, who was in the room, heard Emma running frantically and rushed out:

"What happened? What's wrong? What happened?"

"Little things, little things."

Milo patted Yan on the shoulder, then suddenly turned to look outside, his expression turning serious.

"However, something bad is definitely about to happen outside."

"You seem so relaxed and unhurried to me," Yan muttered under his breath.

"We have to wait until they've arranged things properly."

Milo put his arm around Yan's shoulder and led him out of his house.

“Those things are called Black Goat’s offspring. Black Goat is the title of a certain Outer God. Just think of it as the kind of thing that you and Dillashau killed that night. Oh no, it’s something even more powerful than that guy.”

"I don't know how these cubs appeared, but they hadn't fully arrived before. In the eyes of ordinary people, they could only see a kitten squatting on the street, or a homeless person, or a pile of vomit from someone who had drunk too much. In short, they weren't real."

"I surmise that those guys in the city who can't control their lower bodies are also part of the ritual. The Black Goat of the Forest represents the outer god of reproduction and childbirth, so perhaps this is the way to summon Him..."

...

"So, according to you, I almost did my part?" Yan said thoughtfully.

“That’s true.” Milo nodded.

"Where are we going now? Don't you need me to block the door for you at your house?" Yan asked.

"Not for now."

Milo shook his head.

(End of this chapter)