Watching his younger brother, Mike could actually understand how he felt.
Love was like getting hit on the head with a hammer when it came—it made a person completely lose control.
But more often than not, love was just fooling yourself.
Precisely because he understood, he had to extinguish this love born from hormones and impulse.
"You don't love her. You just like that young body. She doesn't like you either. She only likes the pocket money you give her after you sleep with her."
What cruel words. Mike's younger brother's expression changed.
His face filled with anger. He felt this was the truest love of his life—and perhaps the last love he would ever have.
In truth, he usually wasn't this foolish. He simply didn't know what kind of magic that girl possessed, making him grow stupider and stupider.
Or perhaps girls always possessed all kinds of magic that made boys and men believe every word they said.
Mike looked at his younger brother, who was using silence to resist him. Mike shook his head. "I don't object to you going to see that girl, but you have to go during the day. At night—now—you can't leave."
"I can't knowingly let you go out when it's dangerous outside. If you really like her, go see her tomorrow during the day and talk to her."
Mike decided that once everyone else returned, he would send his younger brother back to the Federation or to the nearby International Port. He was very likely to cause trouble here.
Similar things were happening all over the world. Men working in various places easily hooked up with those girls, and then certain relationships naturally developed.
Afterward, the girls would use reasons such as pregnancy to tie those men down, resulting in quite a few