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In the end, the silver-haired Mei did nothing to Shiraishi Yoshijo, even though she knew the little bastard was only deceiving her. Google Search Reading

She knew perfectly well that Shiraishi Yoshijo was simply afraid of dying, which was why he went to such lengths to please her.

But she had no intention of exposing his lies.

Because that lecherous, audacious bastard was the only person she could communicate with as an equal.

Though she had never said anything aloud, she was actually lonely inside as well.

She had always slept sprawled across her bed before simply because there was nothing else to do.

But ever since she had a child with Shiraishi Yoshijo, she felt herself beginning to change. On one hand, she desperately denied being human; on the other, she had no choice but to tell herself that she was a human woman.

That was why the black-haired Mei had come into being. Whether it was an awakening of consciousness or dissociative identity, she was, in truth, all of them.

"You wanted to learn how to control Natural Energy, didn't you? I'll teach you."

Shiraishi Yoshijo froze for a moment. "I nearly forgot since you didn't mention it. Ever since you moved here, you've always given me the cold shoulder. I didn't even dare bring it up."

"Are you that afraid of me?"

"It's not that I'm afraid. I just didn't want to annoy you."

"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you. Listen carefully: if you want to control Natural Energy, you must first be able to sense it—"

"I sensed Natural Energy years ago. I just didn't dare absorb it recklessly."

"That was the right choice. Natural Energy is extremely violent. If you absorbed it recklessly, you'd definitely run into trouble. But with me watching