Coming to her senses shortly after, the blush spread from her snow-white, jade-like face all the way down to her slender neck.
Her soft, pink cherry lips shimred with a watery gloss, complenting her flushed cheeks perfectly and making her look incredibly delicate and alluring.
With such a delicious treat placed right in front of him, how could anyone's heart not flutter?
Thus, in the next mont, Shiroko slowly leaned down.
Gradually, clothes were scattered, and the long-empty maiden's bedroom echoed with soft, kitten-like whimpers.
After a long while, nestled in Shiroko's embrace, Shiraishi Momoko looked even more charming and enchanting.
However, her slightly furrowed brows disrupted this beautiful picture.
Gently reaching out to smooth them, Shiroko once again took out a vial of purple potion.
However, compared to the previous vial, this one was much more miniature, only about the size of a pinky finger.
Handing it to the girl, Shiroko said gently, "Drink it!"
Looking at the familiar item and knowing full well how precious it was, Shiraishi Momoko hurriedly shook her head vigorously. "Boss, I can just endure it. Using sothing so precious on is a waste!"
"No matter how precious sothing is, it can't compare to Momoko in my heart. Be a good girl and listen to !"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was an instant critical hit. Tears imdiately welled up and sparkled in the girl's large, watery eyes.
"Boss, I..."
Seeing the girl's deeply moved expression, Shiroko reached out and gently pinched her cute, upturned nose. "Silly girl! Are you still calling Boss?"
"Momoko knows that besides Momoko, Boss has other won."
"They have to share the title of 'Darling', but Boss is a Boss that belongs only to Momoko!"
His right hand's movent paused slightly, and a hint of awkwardness appeared on Shiroko's face. "When did you find out?"
Seeing this bad boss reveal such an expression in front of her for the first ti, a faint smile graced Momoko's lips. "Boss, Momoko isn't stupid!"
"Then do you regret it?"
Propping herself up on her right arm and looking down at Shiroko, the girl's pretty face was full of earnestness. "Momoko doesn't regret it. Being able to et Boss has already overdrawn all of Momoko's luck for the rest of her life. I just hope Boss won't abandon Momoko in the future, okay?"
Towards the end, a hint of pleading actually appeared in Momoko's beautiful eyes.
At that mont, Shiroko felt as if his heart had been fiercely squeezed.
Resting his right hand on her delicate, slender waist, he solemnly promised, "I guarantee that no matter what happens in the future, I will never abandon Momoko!"
"Mhm! Momoko believes Boss!"
Faced with the most beautiful words of love in the world, Momoko nodded heavily. Scalding hot tears rolled down and dripped onto Shiroko's broad chest.
As the girl's voice fell, a faint white fluorescent light flew out from the top of her head and shot into Shiroko's body.
In an instant, two pleasant system notifications rang out in his ears:
Shiroko temporarily chose to ignore the system notifications.
Only after coaxing the beauty to sleep did he finally check them:
[Na: Mangekyou Sharingan Type: Visual Technique Tier: Purple Effect: 1. Tsukuyomi: Constructs a Tsukuyomi world where the target experiences endless torture until their mind collapses. 2. Amaterasu: Releases black flas that cannot be extinguished until the target is completely burned to ashes. Description: One of the visual techniques from a certain world, possessing incredibly imnse power. However, excessive use will place a massive burden on the user, so please use it with caution.]
Shiroko was very happy with the effects, but he was very dissatisfied with the description.
If you're going to give it, give the complete version. What's the point of giving a half-finished product?
'System, can I return this Mangekyou Sharingan? Exchange it for sothing of the sa tier for —a skill, an item, or even a scroll would do.'
'What do I need such a useless thing for? I don't want to go blind!'
Listening to the system's soft, glutinous loli voice, the initial displeasure in Shiroko's heart was instantly smoothed over.
Since the system was so sincere, he would be the bigger person and forgive it this once!
System: (?ω?)?
Imdiately after, he opened the System Shop, typed in the words "Mangekyou Sharingan," and clicked search.
The next mont... sorry for bothering you!
What's going on?! A pair of eyes actually costs 50,000 Salvation Points!
He had been in this world for so long and had saved nine goddesses, yet all his gains combined were only a little over 20,000 points. He couldn't even afford a single eye.
How the hell is anyone supposed to play this!
Now he could only wait until he conquered a new goddess and see if the Goddess Record could provide another feedback reward.
As long as it provided feedback, he could then have the system synthesize it with a 100% success rate.
Then he would be able to obtain a pair of Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan with absolutely no side effects.
When that ti ca, the "good days" for those creeps and NTR bastards would finally arrive, hehehe~
'System, transplant the Mangekyou Sharingan for !'
Hearing the system's reply, Shiroko's expression changed slightly. 'A little bit of pain? How painful?'
'Oh~, that's acceptable. Bring it on!'
As the system notification faded, Shiroko suddenly felt as if his eyes were being pricked by needles.
Although it wasn't too intense, it was still enough to give him a hard ti.
Beside him, the sleeping Momoko seed to sense that her beloved pet was being abused, and her beautiful brows gradually furrowed.
A mont later, the pain receded like the tide. Shiroko touched the corner of his eye, only to see a patch of dark red blood.
Getting out of bed, he went to the bathroom. After washing up, he looked in the mirror and saw the slowly spinning, blood-red six-sided pinwheels in his eyes.
In that instant, he nearly lost control of his mind and sank into oblivion.
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