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

"what?!"

Maki sat up in shock.

298. Were we discovered?

I can't get out, I still can't get out.

The woman in the video is seen posing seductively towards the man, engaging in passionate lovemaking.

Even though Shirakawa was in a state of high spirits, no matter how much he procrastinated or fiddled with it, he just couldn't get that feeling of it about to burst forth.

Whenever I see these things, the image of my aunt comes to mind. Whenever I think of my aunt, I think of her gentleness and that vengeful ghost, Shota.

Moreover, these people, in terms of both appearance and figure, are merely inferior substitutes for the aunt.

As a material for spellcasting, Shirakawa had absolutely no interest...

This applies even to multiplayer campaigns.

If it's not your aunt, then it won't work...

This condition is unlikely to subside anytime soon, and it is particularly noticeable.

There's not much time left until midnight. If this isn't resolved soon, I might have to go out like this.

It would be too embarrassing for others to see.

Wait, Auntie...

Suddenly, Shirakawa had a flash of inspiration.

“Cessia!” Shirakawa called out.

"Here." The little spider Cecilia crawled onto the floor, and with a flash of light, it transformed into the appearance of a god.

Shirakawa was the only one in the small room, so Cecilia simply transformed into human form to make it easier to talk.

Scarlet eyes, pure white long hair, a captivating beauty that could charm thousands, and a pristine white body that was almost completely naked.

Cecilia glanced at Shirakawa and saw his fierce, proud posture.

"Do you need my help to release your desires?" Cecilia pursed her lips slightly, stretched out her toes, and rubbed them against Shirakawa's arm.

"Yes." Shirakawa nodded.

Sesecia had a feeling about herself.

To be honest, she was also a little tempted.

But they still have to maintain the airs of gods.

“If you beg me, I might be so kind as to help you,” Cecilia teased Shirakawa with her beautiful feet.

"Please, but...you..." Shirakawa stammered, his face flushed, "Could you...become...like Auntie..."

Cecilia raised an eyebrow: "Sure, but Shirakawa, the real Kana is waiting for you alone in her room. Once you get there, you can spend the night with her. Are you sure you still need me to help you?"

"Not now... Shota..."

"I told you not to be afraid of him. Even if you throw Kana on his tombstone, he doesn't have the power to retaliate..."

"Don't meddle in human affairs."

“Fine,” Cecilia said, pulling her foot back. “If your attitude is so bad, then I won’t do it.”

"No, no, no," Shirakawa clasped his hands together, knelt down, and pleaded, "We've been together for so long, I've never asked you for anything..."

"Oh, you want me to become another woman to satisfy your lewd desires? Do you really think I won't be jealous?"

"Hey, you... can you do that?"

“It’s fake, I’m just kidding,” Cecilia covered her mouth and laughed. “Why would I be jealous! Okay, okay, I’ll reluctantly help you this once.”

Another flash of white light, and Cecilia transformed into Kana's appearance.

Slightly plump figure, long hair tied up, huge breasts, voluptuous wheels, even the mole in the groove is a perfect replica.

Apart from having scarlet eyes, her temperament, voice, and tone were exactly the same as Kana's.

Cecilia lay on the sheets, her legs slightly curled up, her arms raised...

"Shirakawa-kun, staring at me with such a sly look... H~~~ What a naughty boy." Cecilia said in Kana's tone.

Looking at the woman lying on the ground, a woman to whom nothing he did would have any consequences, Shirakawa could no longer hold back. He immediately tempered his holy sword, which flashed with a scarlet evil light, and his fighting spirit soared once again.

He pinned Cecilia down, his hands kneading and roaming over her large breasts.

"Shirakawa-kun, Auntie feels so good, Moto! Moto!" Kana said coquettishly, swaying and leading Shirakawa into that abyss of depravity.

But as he touched her, Shirakawa's expression changed from one of intense desire to one of deep thought.

"What's wrong?" Cecilia asked.

"It's nothing, it's just... the feel is off..." Shirakawa said, raising his hand.

"Impossible! I am a god! I am very confident in my transformation! It's impossible that the feel is wrong!" Cecilia grabbed Shirakawa's hand and placed it on her large body.

Bewitching and seducing others, transforming herself into a beautiful form to lure them into ruin—that's her specialty. How could anything go wrong?

“No, it might not be your problem,” Shirakawa pinched it again, “It’s just that I suddenly feel a sense of guilt for making you transform into other women to satisfy my dirty desires…”

“I don’t care, as long as I can do it.” Cecilia raised her knee and rubbed Shirakawa’s arm.

"I care... it's an insult to both Kana and you..."

What's the difference between this and those pathetic perverts who fantasize about other girls while using a Fiji cup?

“If we’re going to do it, let’s go back to how you were before. I like you just the way you were,” Shirakawa said.

“You…” Cecilia was slightly tempted. “You’re all talk and no action. Fine, I’ll go back to my old self. But let me make this clear: I’m really irritable right now and I won’t hold back.”

"Hmm..." Shirakawa was about to raise his hand to grasp the large hand.

A muffled thud came from outside the door.

"Who's there?" Shirakawa got up and ran out, but there was no one outside the door.

The courtyard was also quiet; the moon hung high in the night sky, the wind was calm, and nothing happened.

"Cesia, did you hear that?"

Shirakawa, doubting he had misheard, asked Cecilia for confirmation.

Secia nodded.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" Shirakawa started to panic.

Just now, Cecilia transformed into Kana and...

In other words, to outsiders, Kana appeared to be having intimate contact with him on the anniversary of her husband's death.

This is no small matter, especially for that traditional Mido grandfather.

He already looked down on his daughter's boyfriend, and then Kana did this on the anniversary of her death...

If he finds out, then it's all over.

Shirakawa sat on a box of miscellaneous items, covering his head, looking solemn. He had been "standing tall and proud," but now he looked listless.

Secia transformed back to his original form.

“Hey, even if they find out, it’s not a big deal.” Cecilia patted Shirakawa on the shoulder and comforted him. “At most, they’ll kick the Mido family out and never see them again. But if you think about it, it’s not a big deal. You can go back to your original lives.”

“Kana, Maki, and Sakura have been part of the Mido family for so long that they have family ties that are hard for them to sever. Even if Shinichi and Sosuke are bastards, they still have Mido’s grandfather and grandmother. No matter what, being kicked out is not good news for them.”

"What should I do?"

"This matter started because of me, and I have to take responsibility. I'll act according to the circumstances tomorrow."

Shirakawa wasn't familiar with these people, and trying to probe them one by one individually would only make things more obvious.

For now, we can only remain still and pretend nothing happened, and see who brings it up first tomorrow, then deal with whatever comes our way.

Shirakawa took a deep breath, and before he knew it, it was time to go find Shota.

"Let's go talk to Shota."

"Humans, what a nuisance." Cecilia reverted to her spider form and perched on Shirakawa's back.

The two walked out of the room and out of the gate of the Mido family home, but they saw Mido's grandmother walking towards them.

What is she doing outside at this time?