The Long-Delayed Beginning of the Story

That Natsuki, puffing out her cheeks, she covered Mahiro's eyes. She hadn't expected this man to suddenly make a move, catching her off guard.

What she didn't expect was that this man was actually able to use her Chain of Commandment!

Just how many secrets is he hiding?!

"Wow, Miss Veldiana looks even prettier in that outfit than before! It suits her surprisingly well." Nagisa Akatsuki, along with Avrora Florestina and the other eleven other characters, curiously circled around Veldiana.

His eyes were full of admiration and excitement.

Even Yuuma Sengakuji agrees; Miss Veldiana is indeed very suitable for a maid outfit, very alluring.

Indeed, her taste in clothes used to be terrible. Even when she changed into the simplest maid outfit, her charm increased dramatically.

"However, I think stockings are a bit unsuitable. Black pantyhose seem better. Mahiro Lady Shinji would prefer them." Gamma crossed her arms, her fingertips lightly touching her chin, her gaze sweeping over Veldiana with a discerning expression.

"Yes, indeed, every time he puts on black pantyhose, Mahiro- sama lasts longer than usual."

New, who was serving Gamma, took out his tablet and carefully compared the data, casually uttering lewd words.

"New, there's definitely something wrong with your records."

Beta, holding a glass of champagne, calmly adjusted his glasses and said:

"Even though Lord Mahiro prefers bare feet and white stockings, he gets especially passionate every time he makes love to you."

Beta seemed to be savoring the memories, and an alluring blush gradually appeared on her face. If she could, she would like to write a novel about it.

"No, Lord Beta, this is the result obtained through rigorous testing, recording, and analysis."

"That's right, I think your brain is completely attached to your chest. Mahiro has clearly expressed her preference for black, otherwise why are all of us in the Shadow Garden wearing uniform black?"

Suddenly, Epsilon appeared, one hand holding a breast with 100% slime content, the other holding a wine glass, and delivered the finishing blow at the opportune moment.

That makes so much sense, I'm speechless!

Beta couldn't find the right words to retort, but being outdone by Epsilon wasn't in her nature, and the two quickly started arguing about black stockings, white stockings, and even bare feet.

"Hmph, childish."

Zeta leaned back on the windowsill, watching with disdain the argument between Gamma, Beta, and Epsilon.

With a light leap from the windowsill, I immediately ran outside to play with the silly dog.

After such a long time, except for Ita, they had long since lost their girlhood, having been thoroughly exploited and even become seasoned veterans.

Although their faces still look no different from those of young girls.

Therefore, they speak very boldly and openly.

Alpha watched the argument and sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

Zeta is right, they are indeed too naive.

He Mahiro likes everything about Zhenxun, okay?

And my favorite look is barefoot with black high-heeled sandals, paired with a black off-the-shoulder evening dress, or black stockings with red-soled high heels, or white stockings with black leather shoes.

Don't ask her how she knew.

The main focus is on someone with extensive experience.

Soon, Beta and his group's battle spread to Veldiana, where the group dragged the weak, pitiful vampire along and began their transformation.

Natsuki Minamiya witnessed all of this.

"Hmph, you're quite the womanizer."

She gave a cold snort and glanced at the man sitting next to her.

Mahiro shrugged and said:

"I don't call this being fickle, it's being loving. I will love everyone equally; they are all my treasures, and I can't bear to see them suffer even the slightest harm."

That's true.

Although Yotsuba Mahiro made some accusations of being a scumbag, what he said was indeed true. Otherwise, how many people would choose to face the Third Progenitor when the outcome was uncertain?

Was it just to retaliate for his own people getting hurt, and then brutally beat up the most powerful Chaos Empress?

"But that doesn't change the fact that you're a jerk."

Yes, yes.

Mahiro gave a perfunctory reply, but when she looked at Natsuki Minamiya, she suddenly changed her tone.

"Want to take a shower together?"

"Lolita complex," Natsuki muttered disdainfully.

Mahiro countered:

"No, it's just that the person I like happens to be a loli."

Such a blunt statement made Natsuki's pretty face instantly burn. "Pervert... you slut, you dead lolicon, you can wash with whoever you want."

After saying that, he put on an "angry" look and hurriedly used spatial teleportation to escape.

Gently stroking the armrest of the seat, which still retained a faint warmth from his body, and glancing at the group arguing, Mahiro couldn't help but smile.

"This kind of life seems pretty good."

Chapter 358 The Belated Beginning of the Plot (5K)

"Mahiro, it's time to get up! If you don't get up now, you'll be late!"

In the early morning, warm sunlight streamed quietly into the room. Amidst the cries of seagulls and the calls of a young girl outside the window, Mahiro slowly awoke from his sleep.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a cute face. Nagisa Akatsuki, wearing the uniform of the Saikai Academy Junior High School, was staring at him angrily.

"The jujubes are still stale, Nagisa Aiba."

After greeting everyone, Mahiro turned over and closed his eyes again.

"Aaaaaah, Mahiro -nii, you can't keep sleeping! Otherwise we'll really be late!"

With Nagisa Akatsuki's vigorous shaking, Mahiro finally managed to slowly get out of bed.

While changing clothes, he muttered to himself, "It's just going to school. Skipping a day won't hurt me."

The problem is, Nagisa Akatsuki won't allow that to happen.

Or rather, for the past two and a half years, Nagisa Akatsuki has been like a little housekeeper, taking care of his daily life, supervising his daily school attendance, and almost turning him into a useless person who can't take care of himself.

That's right, two and a half years have passed since the Feast of the Flame.

Despite being free from the First Primogenitor threat, Nagisa Akatsuki did not leave his side as expected. Instead, she stayed at the villa under the pretext of repaying his kindness.

Mahiro didn't refuse, but just asked blankly what to do about Kojou Akatsuki. He said that if all else failed, he would be happy to arrange a room for them to stay in together.

Anyway, the villa is still quite large.

As a result, Nagisa Akatsuki there with her hands on her hips, glaring at him angrily, and told him...

"Don't worry about the old city; he'll take good care of himself!"

Yuuma Sengakuji shook her head and sighed at the time.

She didn't know if her father was genuinely stupid or just pretending.

With so many girls living in the villa, it wouldn't be appropriate for them to move into the ancient city.

Under Nagisa Akatsuki's supervision, Mahiro finished washing up and was then dragged to the dining table.

After Mahiro greeting him with a "Good morning," Zhenxun pulled out a chair, sat down, and began to sip his congee.

The dining table was now full of people, even more so than it had been two and a half years ago.

Delta and Zeta continued their usual squabble over food; Beta and Epsilon were also as unrefined as ever, bickering without any regard for appearances, leaving Alpha with a persistent headache over their relationship.

Est quickly devoured the fried tofu placed in front of her in small bites.

Aye and Natsuki are rather elegant, but Aye, who is not good with words, will occasionally make a sarcastic remark to Natsuki, and then the two will start arguing.

Besides these, there are twelve adorable Flame Haze Night Emperor, led by Avrora Florestina.

The person responsible for taking care of them was a maid dressed in a low-cut black maid outfit and black pantyhose.

She is the second young lady of the Karjana Family, Veldiana.

After such a long period of training, Veldiana has completely resigned herself to her fate and obediently stays in the mansion to serve as a maid.

She's quite adept at these tasks now, and thanks to her excellent performance at home, she's been promoted to head maid.

It has to be said that time really can change everything.

Seeing that Mahiro seemed a little sleepy, Yuuma Sengakuji, as his daughter, quietly leaned closer and said:

"Father, are you very sleepy? Why don't you sneak back to your room for a nap later? There's nothing much to do at school anyway."

Yes, she really is a sweet and considerate daughter.

Even though they're not biologically related, it still warms my heart.

But Mahiro shook his head at her suggestion.

"Forget it, if I skip school, Nagisa Akatsuki will come and nag me again tonight."

To some extent, he was genuinely afraid of this Nagisa Akatsuki, especially her mouth; when she spoke, she was even more terrifying than Tang Sanzang.

Seeing this, Yuuma Sengakuji didn't say anything more.

She simply felt that Yotsuba Mahiro didn't really need to continue going to school.

After all, who spends several years in high school?

Now, Yotsuba Mahiro has become a legendary figure at the Saikai Academy —a first-year high school student with an endless career.

She never imagined that a casual remark she made when she was young would actually come true; she is now in the same class as her father.

Although she was happy to be able to spend every day together, she always felt somewhat sorry for her father.

Just then, another languid female voice suddenly drifted into the restaurant.

"Yawn~~~, Good morning everyone..."

A woman wearing only a white shirt and with disheveled hair staggered in through the door.

When she walks, even the purple tinge between her plump, straight legs is clearly visible.

The designs are also exceptionally bold.

A few mischievous hairs poked out from inside.

She exudes the charm of a mature woman.

"Hey, Misaki Akatsuki, you've been wearing my shirt again." Seeing the woman's attire, Mahiro complained with a headache.

The woman waved her hand dismissively and said:

"Oh, it doesn't matter~ I can't find any suitable clothes to wear in the house, so I'll just use your shirt for now."

The woman, with the remaining stick of an ice pop in her mouth, still had a slightly hoarse voice, and dark circles under her eyes, clearly indicating that she had just stayed up all night and was not yet fully awake.

"Wearing it is fine, but aren't you afraid that Nagisa Akatsuki will scold you?"

"Well..."

The woman reached the dining table, picked up a fried dough stick, and froze as she was about to put it in her mouth.

Despite being Nagisa Akatsuki's mother, she was exceptionally afraid of this daughter.

At the same time, Misaki Akatsuki felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet. She felt a piercing gaze on her back and stiffly turned her head, only to see Nagisa Akatsuki, who had just come out of the kitchen and hadn't even taken off her apron yet, standing with her hands on her hips, glaring angrily at her.

"Nagisa Aiba..."

Misaki Akatsuki opened his mouth stiffly, but before he could finish speaking, Nagisa Akatsuki had already lost her temper.

"Ugh, Mori, why are you wearing those clothes again? Honestly! Come back with me and change!"

She immediately pushed Misaki Akatsuki towards the restaurant door.