Despite her inner disgust, Misako did not show it on the surface.
Her gentle face carried a touch of faint sorrow as she said, "Kazuhiko, you're back. Co pay your respects to your father!"
"Yeah." Nodding with a gloomy expression, Amiya Kazuhiko was just about to step forward to pay his respects.
But when he was three ters away from Misako, in a daze, he unexpectedly saw the deceased Amiya Yosuke.
The man's body was mangled, blood continuously flowing from his facial orifices.
He crawled slowly across the floor toward him, muttering as he moved, "Kazuhiko! Kazuhiko! It's so cold down here. Co down and keep company, won't you? Keep company..."
Instantly, a fine layer of cold sweat covered Amiya Kazuhiko's forehead, his expression becoming incredibly twisted.
Misako's face revealed a bit of concern as she asked, "Kazuhiko, what's wrong?!"
Saying so, she stood up and walked toward him.
The next mont, Amiya Kazuhiko saw his dead father suddenly lunge at him.
His psychological defenses completely collapsing, he let out a terrified scream and viciously threw his schoolbag at Misako.
Then, he ran toward the door while shouting, "Don't co over here! Stay away!"
Watching his retreating back, the initial worry on Misako's face was gradually replaced by cold indifference.
She then took out her phone and dialed Shiroko's number, saying, "Hanyu, Kazuhiko suddenly ran out of the house like a madman. Could I trouble you to look for him?"
"Of course, no problem. Kazuhiko is my dear friend, practically my own brother!"
"Leave this matter to . However, tomorrow I hope Madam can..."
Hearing Shiroko's request through the receiver, Misako's translucent earlobes imdiately flushed with an alluring crimson.
"T-Then I will leave it to you, Hanyu. I will be ready!"
Hurriedly hanging up the phone, Misako clasped her hands over her chest. Her beautiful eyes were filled with affection and shyness as she parted her cherry lips and softly murmured, "That bad man..."
Putting down his phone, a trace of icy coldness flashed through Shiroko's eyes.
Now that Misako had been successfully conquered, this tool known as Amiya Kazuhiko could finally make his exit.
Opening the system map, a red dot was moving rapidly across the intersecting grid.
Yanking the steering wheel with both hands to change direction, Shiroko imdiately slamd on the gas pedal.
"Vroom!"
The engine let out a fierce roar, and the car transford into a bolt of blue lightning, speeding toward the red dot.
In a secluded alleyway, seeing the figure of his dead father disappear, Amiya Kazuhiko finally stopped running and let out a long sigh of relief.
Imdiately after, he cursed aloud, "That damn old man, he won't even rest after he's dead..."
However, his voice happened to wake up two holess n resting nearby.
Seeing his handso appearance, the two exchanged a glance, a hint of excitent revealing itself in their eyes.
...
A mont later, pulling up outside the alleyway, Shiroko could not help but feel a bit confused as he listened to the whimpering coming from inside.
'Didn't I already ruin Amiya Kazuhiko's junk? Where are these sounds coming from?'
Harboring this doubt, he slowly walked into the alley.
After taking another dozen steps, the view opened up, and then...
"Holy shit!"
Seeing the scene before him, Shiroko could not help but curse.
He never expected to see such a sight in his lifeti. It was an absolute eyesore!
As Amiya Kazuhiko's "good friend and good brother," how could he just sit back and watch him be ravaged without doing anything?
Therefore, he decided to head back first!
Over ten minutes later, the two holess n pulled up their pants and walked out with thoroughly satisfied expressions.
'Poor Kazuhiko!'
Silently expressing his sympathy in his heart, Shiroko slowly walked into the alley.
He saw Amiya Kazuhiko currently lying on the ground, his body...
In short, it was miserable! Too miserable!
Hearing the footsteps, Amiya Kazuhiko, thinking the two n had returned, trembled violently and looked up in sheer terror.
When he saw that the newcor was Shiroko, his face filled with disbelief. "Hanyu Yuichi, why is it you?!"
Glancing over Kazuhiko, a hint of mockery appeared in Shiroko's eyes as he taunted, "No wonder classmate Amiya is usually so dismissive of the girls in our class. It turns out you actually prefer this kind of tune. Tsk, tsk..."
Every word from Shiroko was like a sharp sword piercing into Amiya Kazuhiko's already battered heart.
"Bastard..."
Just as he was about to curse in anger, another sharp sword suddenly pierced his heart.
This ti, it was real!
Looking down at the precious sword radiating a chilling gleam from his chest, Amiya Kazuhiko's eyes were filled with bewildernt.
Seeing this, Shiroko leaned in close to his ear and whispered softly, "All NTR bastards deserve to die! Did you really think no one knew about those filthy thoughts in your head?"
"Oh, by the way, let add one more thing. Misako is... so very wet!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Amiya Kazuhiko's pupils shrank violently, his face completely consud by horror.
He opened his mouth to say sothing, but Shiroko suddenly activated his lightning ability. Arcs of electricity surged through the Thunder Blade into his body, wantonly destroying his life force.
A mont later, a pleasant system prompt finally rang out.
But just as this prompt faded, another one followed imdiately after:
This prompt successfully made Shiroko dismiss the idea of checking his purple talent first.
It was the first ti the system had proactively rewarded him with sothing, so he definitely had to take a good look:
"Na: NTR Killer Type: dal Grade: Green Effect: Damage against NTR targets is increased by an additional 5%. Description: The system's reward for the host's valiant slaying of NTR scum. It can be advanced by killing more NTR targets. Next stage (3/8)."
'System, you really do understand !'
Seeing this effect and description, Shiroko could not help but give his lovely system a million likes in his heart.
Imdiately after, he checked the talent he had just acquired:
*Unfalling Spear (Purple Talent): Possessing this talent, you will never have to worry about the stability of your harem again.
The purple talent *Unfalling Spear, paired with the purple talent Diamond Kidney—Shiroko did not even dare to imagine how strong he would be from now on.
Right now, he just wanted to put his hands in his pockets, look up at the sky, and roar, "Who else is left?!"
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