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...⑴ling, strange air, warm leeks, gone. Pull.
Nighttime, bathroom.
The bathtub was filled with crystal-clear warm water, and the two, Brainless and Unhappy, sat facing each other.
If you're only comparing your face and figure, it's no different from looking in a mirror.
“After thinking about this for the entire spring break, I’ve come to a realization,” Epsilon suddenly said.
Tifeng pressed down on the little yellow duck in his hand, making a quacking sound: "What is it?"
“You like my brother, and I like my brother too. In that case, aren’t we in cahoots?” Epsilon declared solemnly.
"Difengyue?. Billion" abandoned two??⑶ Liu Sijiu wept ③| Teacher` frowned: "Huh?"
"Haven't you noticed yet, sister, after the whole spring break?"
Ipsilon said seriously, "Both Bawanshi and Melusin at the shrine are interested in my brother. Even the priest Morgan's behavior is a bit strange."
"and then?"
“Merxin is a ninja from the Morgan family. If my brother and Bawanshi get married, it’s basically like buying one and getting one free. Although it’s not nice to say it like that, few men can resist such temptation.”
"continue."
“If my brother has to choose one of us, then after we get together, we’ll be constantly running into each other, which will be very awkward.”
"...What do you want to say?"
Typhon already had a vague premonition.
As the sister, she could roughly understand her younger sister's thoughts, but she was unwilling to believe them.
That would be absurd.
“Choosing Bawanxi will give you Melushin as a bonus, but choosing me or my sister means you have to break off your engagement first, and you also have to consider the awkwardness of being together afterward—we are at a disadvantage from the very beginning.”
Ipsilon grabbed Typhon's knee, pulled him closer, and stared intently into his eyes: "What I mean is, the possibility of having it all to oneself is slim, but sharing is always better than nothing."
Typhon shoved Ipsilon back, covered his ears tightly, closed his eyes, and said, "That's shameless! No way! I can't do it!"
"Really?" Ipsilon's eyes curved into crescent shapes. "Are all those formalities really useful?"
My heart is pounding.
Although I'm reluctant to admit it, my sister is right.
A fierce battle is raging between secular ethical and moral values and Epsilon's advice.
“They were the ones who broke the rules first,” Ipsilon said casually. “Who knew Bavanshi would bring Melusin along?”
...That's right. It wasn't us who did it first, it was them.
"That's right. Sister, you don't need to feel guilty."
Ipsilon slowly sat on Typhon's lap, took his hand, and intertwined their fingers: "We are family, isn't it only natural that we continue to live together in the future?"
"...I need to think about it."
Despite having said all that, Typhon still didn't have the courage to nod directly.
Personality is not something that can be easily changed.
However, the way his hands slowly clasped together revealed Typhon's true feelings.
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Ps:
[Random Thoughts] I feel like laughing for some reason today. Oh well, let's just zip it up and talk.
One reader sharply criticized the book for having a character with rotten pants and also mentioned the presence of shared bicycles in the book.
Although I don't know how he misunderstood, I'd like to reiterate my official statement:
Whether in reality or simulation, this book will not feature any NTR elements; all romanceable characters will only develop romantic relationships with the protagonist. None of the romanceable characters in this book have any exes.
If you see any unpleasant scenes containing elements related to cows in the future, please post them immediately. I apologize and will correct them right away.
PS2: Version update notification.
[Word Count] Currently, this book is updated twice a day, with a total word count of 4.5k to 5.1k. Starting next week, the book will be updated three times a day, with each update containing 2k words, for a total word count of 6k.
【Story】
Further enhance the character's personality traits and drive.
We need to further enhance the descriptive writing skills of coin makers. We should learn from advanced experiences and, within the scope of what is acceptable, provide more content that people want to see.
Chapter 44 Preparation before the war
Tiphon flipped through a magazine of dubious credibility: "How do guys pursue girls?"
Ipsilon replied, "Looks are important. Then cater to their tastes. Of course, in most cases, money is the most powerful weapon."
While using appearance and money directly may seem to objectify emotions, these are indeed the two most widely applicable weapons.
What if a girl pursues a boy?
"Generally speaking, as long as the external conditions are acceptable, it's basically just a matter of getting through a thin layer of gauze."
"So what do you think I should do to pursue him?" Typhon closed the magazine in his hand.
"Leaving aside Bavanshi, Melusin is a despicable and lowly woman." Ipsilon gritted his teeth: "If you want to defeat her, you have to be more proactive than her."
“I think I understand,” Typhon agreed wholeheartedly.
From a young age, Typhon and his sister Epsilon had a strained relationship with Melusin, the shrine's matriarch.
It was an indescribable feeling of repulsion between similar things.
It seems that in some distant parallel world, the three of them are all the same type of competitor.
Tifon pushed up his glasses: "If we're just comparing looks, we're basically on par with Bavanshi and Melusin, and none of us have an advantage."
Ipsilon coldly exposed the truth: "No. They have the advantage. Our figures are similar to Melusin's, but Bavanshi can offer a different kind of allure."
"Tsk. All girls with armor B or higher should just explode." Tifeng grumbled in dissatisfaction.
"Don't say that. There's still room for growth in the future."
"If you had this gene, you would have developed during those years in Greece."
Typhon slumped dejectedly onto the table, kicked off his slippers, and lightly kicked Ipsilon's shin.
The Sisters Group's gameplay is less diverse than the Shrine Group's, which is a setback.
The shrine group, having interacted daily, possessed an advantage accumulated over time, which was their second defeat.
The sister group's lack of shame is inferior to the shrine group's, which is a triple defeat.
The shrine group has the initial advantage of being engaged, which results in a four-way defeat.
Perhaps that god Morgan will personally intervene, which would be the fifth defeat.
There's truly no bright future in sight.
"It's a big no-no to be weak before the battle even starts. We also have our advantages."
As sisters by blood, Epsilon could naturally sense what Typhon was thinking.
My sister's will was never strong to begin with; if she were to surrender, we'd be doomed.
"Advantages? What advantages?"
Tifeng looked up, a self-deprecating smile on her face: "Sister Donburi?"
He actually said that word as if nothing had happened.
My older sister might be scary too.
Epsilon, of course, would not admit that the Sister's Don was the only advantage, and righteously refuted it:
"My brother likes girls, that's win one. This is real sister service, that's win two. I'm cute, that's win three. My older sister is cute too, that's win four. My older sister and I are super cute together, that's win five..."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Typhon continued, resting his head on his arm: "I know that if you want to steal a couple's fiancé, you have to use a powerful blast."
Whether male or female, they are essentially more advanced animals.
All animals are governed by instinct.
While not absolute, most people cannot resist the temptations of appetite, sleepiness, and reproductive desire.
Trying some unorthodox methods might actually offer some hope?
Thus began the wicked exploration of the two, a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks.
If we divide human moral attributes into a nine-square grid, then Typhon would undoubtedly be the type of "chaotic evil".
As long as the goal can be achieved, the rules are nothing.
“Epsilon, did you notice? Although they are officially engaged, he and Bavanshi aren’t even wearing rings.” Typhon parted her cherry lips slightly, taking the first step towards sin.
“Of course I know. I know everything about my brother.” Ipsilon pressed his hand to his chest confidently: “After the entire spring break of classes, I taught my brother all his social skills.”
"What do you think is the first step in establishing a relationship?" Typhon leaned forward slightly.
Ipsilon raised his hands: "Do it."
“We have family heirloom jewelry,” Typhon said, ignoring his sister’s outburst. “Now is the time to use it.”
The jewelry box contained many gold and silver jewels, but Typhon was referring to a ring with a considerable history.
The ring is set with an extremely special gemstone. It cannot be polished and possesses a captivating charm, appearing as if it had been broken off from something.
“That thing seems to be older than my great-great-grandfather,” Ipsilon recalled. “It seems that my mother used it to propose to my father back then.”
Typhon slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly: "Now it's our turn."
……
"Ah-"
Mochizuki turned her head to the side and covered her mouth and nose with a piece of paper.
“I know that. Whether in the past or now, sneezing is always associated with ‘someone thinking of you.’” Caster proudly puffed out his chest.
Morgan asked with some concern, "Did you catch a cold? Let me check you over later."
"Thank you. But I think it's just a sleep issue at most, and won't have a big impact." Mochizuki Oboro immediately rejected the offer.
After the spring break ended, the foggy days came sooner and sooner, leaving Mochizuki with little time to get a proper sleep.
"Go to the bathroom later, I'll give you a massage and you'll be fine."
Everyone knows what Melusin's heart is like.
"Fine. I'll just have Caster give me a back massage." Mochizuki Oboro continued to use the refusal card.
Bavanshi raised her left eyebrow: "You can feel Castor's weight?"
Meilushin complained: "If you can't feel it, then you won't feel anything during sex."
Caster instantly switched to boar mode: "Gurgle! Aaaaah—that's so disrespectful!"
After saying that, she directly manipulated Mochizuki Oboro's right hand and gave Meirushin a flick on the head.
“Cast says this is divine punishment, and you have committed a grave sin of disrespect,” said the God’s Agent.
The noise at the dinner table quickly subsided.
Bawanxi cupped her cheeks in her hands: "You just said back massage? You're not a foot fetishist, are you?"
"That has nothing to do with foot fetish. Castor's form of existence is similar to that of a ghost. He touches you too lightly, and the force of stepping on you is just right."
Wang Yuelong waved his hand: "I'm going to take a nap. You should go early too, we might have to go to the back mountain tonight."
……
It's 6:30 p.m.
Typhon: Don't come out tonight. I have something to do. See you tomorrow.