Mana Was Actually This Bold

Mu was too young to know that all the Mid-calf black socks that fate bestowed upon her had already been secretly marked with Attack speed.

Mid-calf black socks, Attack speed +10.

Long black socks, Attack speed +15.

Sheer black stockings, Attack speed +30.

Even Sakiko and the others hadn't worn them. Riki wanted them to wear them, but Sakiko and Chuhua were too busy with work to bother them too much. Su Shi would probably agree, but she felt that Su Shi would look at Riki with the eyes of a little devil, which she couldn't stand. As for Rikki, she would probably get a Rider Kick from her immediately with a face full of embarrassment and anger!

Mingming Rikki was the first Omega.

Looking at Wakaba Mutsuki, Riki once again realized just how petite she was; her face was as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll.

Riki reached out and pinched Wakaba Mutsuki's slender waist, and she trembled and pulled away.

"It itches," Wakaba Mutsuki whispered to Riki.

I really can't stand having my ticklish spots touched.

Riki understood.

"Mu, tell me if you're feeling unwell," Riki said.

Wakaba Mutsuki nodded, Riki lowered his head and kissed her. The two kissed for a long time, until her head was dizzy and her body felt very hot. When she heard Riki's question, she subconsciously nodded and then felt the two of them gradually become one.

After Wakaba Mutsuki adapted, Riki began to exert force, causing the bed to shake.

Wakaba Mutsuki's legs instinctively wrapped around Riki's waist, and Wakaba Mutsuki's Mid-calf black socks made Riki's breathing quicken, causing the bed to shake even faster.

Attack speed items truly live up to their reputation.

Moreover, Wakaba Mutsuki has great stamina, unlike Nagasaki Sose's comical do-do. Riki even had to double as a wake-up call service halfway through, she herself is a complete Salted Fish.

Riki lowered his body and hugged Wakaba Mutsuki. The two trembled and embraced each other tightly, reaching their climax at the same time.

Riki looked at the 0.01 box on the bedside table; it was prepared by Wakaba's Mother.

Does this mean this is a room where you can't leave without using up 0.01 units?

Wakaba's Mother, you're reading pamphlets too, right?

Here comes a string of mysterious numbers.

Riki held Wakaba Mutsuki in her arms. Her skin was as tender and soft as a baby's, and Riki touched her shoulder, feeling that it felt wonderful.

Riki suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to tell Sakiko that he was going to stay overnight, so he quickly took out his phone to send a message.

Riki: [Sorry Sakiko, I might have to stay at Mujia tonight.]

Will she be angry?

Hopefully not.

Sakiko: [It's okay, Mutsuki-chan is my best friend (smiles).]

Smiling emoji?

Sakiko: [Since you're not coming back, I'll put the beef I bought for you as a late-night snack in the fridge for now (smiles).]

How thoughtful Sakiko.

But this makes me seem even more new.

Sakiko: [So Riki doesn't need to worry about it, I understand (smiles).]

Although Sakiko didn't know the underlying meaning of this emoji before, she had been secretly watching Bilibili and now she probably knows what it means.

In other words... Sakiko is probably really angry.

Riki: [Sorry, I didn't expect Wakaba's Mother to be so firm... Never mind, I won't make excuses anymore. When I get back, I'm going to brag about the beef you bought me tomorrow morning, even if it's raw!]

Several minutes passed but Sakiko did not reply.

Riki felt a little uneasy and thought she should make a phone call, but just then Sakiko replied.

Sakiko: [Oh, I see. Then come back early tomorrow (with a warm smile).]

The expression has changed.

Is this considered passing?

Toyokawa Sakiko sat in a chair in the restaurant, squeezing the steak she had just bought tightly in her hand, imagining it as Riki, and muttering to herself, "Squeeze you, squeeze you... I'll let you eat raw then."

She murmured again, "It's not good to get an upset stomach... If you make me angry again, I'll lock you in the basement."

Nagasaki Sose, wearing her pajamas, came downstairs and poked her head out, asking, "Sakiko-chan, hasn't Riki come back yet?"

"He's spending the night at the Wakaba Family," Toyokawa Sakiko said, looking up.

Nagasaki Sose immediately understood and laughed, "Sakiko let's sleep together tonight, Shoko. Kuma-chan is big enough for us to hug and sleep together."

Toyokawa Sakiko hesitated. She didn't really care, but looking at the bear doll, she felt that its expression was a little aggrieved.

"Not today, I want to go to bed later," Sakiko said, shaking his head.

Nagasaki Sose, who doesn't like staying up late, hesitated for a moment before going back to her room to sleep. She took Kuma-chan's hands and hugged herself, quickly falling asleep.

In the morning, Riki and Wakaba Mutsuki were having breakfast in the Wakaba Family's dining room. Across from them sat Wakaba's Mother, who was also having breakfast gracefully. She never seemed to lose her composure; every move she made was full of elegant beauty.

If she were an unmarried woman, then Wakaba's Mother would be even more beautiful.

Unfortunately, it couldn't perish.

Riki saw a maid walk up to Wakaba's Mother, bend down, and whisper something in her ear. After listening, Wakaba's Mother looked up at Riki and nodded.

No doubt about it, it's all used up.

Wakaba's Mother, don't impose the things you do to your husband on me. I don't need to eat chives or oysters; I could take on ten of them...

Wait, why did I say ten?

I only have eight girlfriends right now.

"You can head out after you finish eating. You still have work to do today, right?" Wakaba's Mother said to Riki.

Whether it was his imagination or not, Riki felt that the maids' gazes suddenly shifted away from him.

No, what happened?

If I had tried to escape last night, would you maids have lifted your maid skirts, pulled out pistols from your thighs, pressed them against my head, and ordered me to share a room with Miss Wakaba Family?

What mafia family?

After Riki and Wakaba Mutsuki finished breakfast and were about to leave, Riki was suddenly stopped by Wakaba's Mother. She looked at Riki for a long time before softly saying, "I'm entrusting Mu to you from now on."

Riki could tell that she genuinely cared about Wakaba Mutsuki, but the social skills she had developed from years of working in the entertainment industry rendered her completely helpless when facing her own daughter. She could only silently watch her daughter.

Riki bowed to her and said, "No matter what happens, please don't worry."

Wakaba's Mother watched Riki and Wakaba Mutsuki's retreating figures, her expression softened. Turning back to her personal maid, she said, "Ichiko, put the syringe away. It seems we won't need it anymore."

"Yes, madam."

If Riki refused to do it, then the only option would be for Riki to faint first, so she could teach Mu how to do it.

Let's eat some chives and oysters first, so we can help each other out.

It seems we won't need it.

Riki shivered, feeling as if she had escaped the tiger's den.

This feeling... is just like when I saw Haicheng Principal in high school.

Wakaba Mutsuki had to go to school at Tsukinomori in the morning, Riki went home and looked at the shoe cabinet in the entryway. Su Shi had already left, but Sakiko was still at home.

It's quite close to Haneoka, so it's normal for Suze to leave early.

Will Sakiko remember yesterday's events and get angry again when he sees me?

Riki walked into the living room. Toyokawa Sakiko turned around, saw him, puffed out her cheeks, and then smiled, saying, "Let's have some breakfast together."

Although I've already eaten.

But I'd eat raw beef too!

Riki sat down at the dining table and saw Sakiko bring out a pan-fried steak, which was only drizzled with a simple black pepper sauce. The side dishes were just carrot chunks and celery, which was extremely simple compared to the French feast at the Wakaba Family.

Riki picked up her chopsticks and showed off, taking a big bite and giving Sakiko a thumbs up. "This is delicious!"

What French chef? He's no match for our Sakiko!

Young people studying at university, look here! Our Sakiko is the real inspirational role model!

What? Foreigners can't access it?

Let Sakiko join the Communist Youth League before she marries into the family.

Riki quickly finished his pan-fried steak, Toyokawa Sakiko couldn't help but smile as she watched him wolf it down.

"By the way, Riki, do you know what we're going to do today?" Sakiko suddenly looked worried and whispered.

"You're shooting a promotional video, right?" Riki asked, looking up.

Furthermore, they're about to reveal Mujica's true identity, which might be a turning point for him.

Whether it's good or bad, we'll have to wait until the promotional video comes out to see.

My job now is to take photos!

Chapter 234 Mana is so bold

A black luxury sedan stopped in front of Riki's detached house. Instead of several armed men in black, only Miss Sanae and Mikumura Shioka and Hachiman Mairin, who were already in the car, got out. They were both from Hanasakigawa and happened to be going the same way.

As Riki got into the car, she asked Chu Hua, "Where's Miaomeng?"

Mikumura Shioka laughed and said, "She'll go to the filming location herself later. She said she wants to bring her own cosmetics, which are products she's promoted before. If they don't sell, she won't make any money, and if she doesn't make any money, it's like she's losing money."

Riki thought it definitely matched what Miao Meng would say.

In terms of the extent of her wealth accumulation, she is just as ruthless as a certain ethnic group in the Middle East, but her shamelessness still puts her far ahead.

"She often asks you and Mana to take pictures, right? Just refuse if you should. She's shameless," Riki said to Chu Hua.

Mikumura Shioka tilted her head. "No, Miaomeng hasn't come to see us much lately, but she has asked a lot about Riki, since we've spent more time with her."

Riki asked curiously, "What did she ask?"

You wouldn't be planning to drug me and kidnap me to be her music slave, making me earn money by writing songs for her every day, would you?

Pah, Meow Dream, you're the one who's my visual slave!

Efforts to film the video.

As for things like Xing Nuli, forget about it. Riki's precious energy should be spent with his girlfriends; he can't let Miao Meng have her way.

"I asked about Riki's usual interactions with Sakiko, Mygo, and others," said Mikumura Shioka.

Oh, so you're not secretly in love with me, are you studying the dynamics of my harem?

Meow Dream, you can just ask me directly.

Of course, my harem belongs to me, the supreme and undisputed man of Haicheng, whose word is law for all time.

But I'll still try asking tentatively.

"Chuhua, what do you think Miaomeng thinks of me?" Riki asked. As a girl, Chuhua's opinion of Miaomeng was more perceptive and accurate than his, a boy's.

Mikumura Shioka looked at Riki, hesitant to speak, and whispered in Riki's ear, "Riki, although I like you, being too proud isn't good either. Not all girls will like you."

Riki replied calmly, "Of course I know. I'm just finding out what the band members think of me."

He became a clown.

He was mocked by his own popular idol's girlfriend.

Sitting in the passenger seat Miss Sanae watched in the rearview mirror as Mikumura Shioka and Riki whispered to each other, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

No, I can't laugh yet.

Let Chu Hua take down this handsome little boy who laid the golden egg before she laughs.