When Shin thought sending the address would be the end of it, the sound of knocking came from the door.
Opening the door, Shin looked at Eriri standing at the entrance, her face flushed with embarrassment, and couldn't help but show a peculiar expression.
To be fair, while he might do anything in the mission worlds, in the real world, he adhered to basic morality and the law.
After all, with the backing of the Shinomiya family, the law essentially existed to protect him. Naturally, he had every reason to follow it.
Thus, under normal circumstances, he wouldn't use coercive means on girls in the real world.
As long as Eriri pretended nothing happened, Shin wouldn't go out of his way to drag her into anything.
However, with Eriri showing up at his door, Shin couldn't help but entertain some unusual thoughts.
"Didn't you tell me to come?"
Eriri's voice trembled slightly. Thinking about what was to come, her face, including her ears, turned bright red.
Though she wasn't going to experience it firsthand, just observing something was a first for her. Naturally, she was overwhelmed with embarrassment.
But since she was already here, she could only brace herself. After all, it was just observation—it wouldn't harm her.
She decided to view it as an art study. Once this observation was over, she'd create some sensationally risqué illustrations to amaze everyone with her skills!
Entering Shin's house, Eriri took a quick look around.
At lunchtime on the rooftop, she'd heard from Megumi Kato that Shin lived alone. But upon stepping inside, she realized this wasn't entirely true.
Aside from Shin, there were two women inside: one, Sayu Ogiwara, who was cleaning up dishes; and the other, Irisviel, sitting on the couch watching TV.
Seeing these two, Eriri's lips twitched.
She initially assumed the person Shin intended to "do that with" was one of the three girls she'd met on the rooftop earlier. It turned out to be someone else entirely!
It seemed her classmates underestimated how popular Shin really was. She had only just met him today, and there were already several women around him.
There were probably even more women involved with Shin—she just hadn't seen them yet.
"Huh? Is this a friend of yours, Shin kun"
Irisviel noticed Shin entering with Eriri and curiously approached them.
Thanks to Shin rescuing Irisviel from the tragedy of the Holy Grail, her attitude toward him had grown quite intimate.
"Ah, yes. My name is Eriri. It's nice to meet you."
Eriri greeted Irisviel politely. This courteous demeanor often caused people to misunderstand her true nature.
On the surface, Eriri indeed looked like a standard refined young lady, not someone secretly drawing risqué comics.
However, upon seeing Irisviel, Eriri seemed to realize something—her current project involved drawing mature women, and Irisviel's appearance, despite her innocent expression, perfectly matched the criteria of a mature beauty.
"Wait, the 'thing' you mentioned… is it with her?"
"Is there a problem?"
Shin glanced at Eriri before turning to Irisviel with a smile, beckoning her over.
"All right, Iris, come here. I'm going to treat you now. Oh, by the way, Eriri will be observing. Don't mind her."
Irisviel, unaware of what was about to happen, happily walked over to Shin and leaned against him.
It wasn't that she was being suggestive; her frail condition made it difficult for her to move far without assistance.
Even walking from the living room to a guestroom was challenging without support.
However, to Eriri, this action seemed incredibly bold, as though Irisviel were initiating intimacy of her own accord.
Covering her mouth, Eriri watched in shock as Irisviel leaned on Shin and they walked toward the bedroom.
"So… bold. Is this what it means to be a mature beauty?"
When Shin and Irisviel reached the bedroom door, Eriri gritted her teeth and followed them inside.
Shin's mana replenishment process for Irisviel lasted over an hour, leaving her completely drained, unable to even lift a finger.
The replenishment process was undoubtedly intense. Eriri's reaction, covering her eyes with her hands yet peeking through her fingers, revealed her inner turmoil.
She was embarrassed but deeply curious. This was far more stimulating than any risqué comics she'd ever drawn. Even as an artist, she was utterly astonished.
Being her first time, Irisviel groaned softly from the pain, but soon she adjusted to it.
Despite her current immobility, she would regain her full strength by the next day.
Using the method he'd learned from Moro in the Dragon Ball world to create magic power independently, Shin had supplied Irisviel with ample energy, enough for her to function for an extended period.
However, since they weren't Master and Servant, he couldn't provide her with mana remotely. Periodic replenishment would still be necessary to ensure she retained her mobility.
This was purely a legitimate medical process. Don't overthink it.
From Eriri's perspective, however, she had learned much. Her heart was still racing, and she couldn't even speak properly.
"How do you feel? Did you learn something?"
Getting off the bed, Shin grabbed a glass of water and finished it in one gulp before looking at Eriri.
Eriri could only stare blankly at him. After a long moment, she managed a weak nod.
Her throat was dry, and she wanted to say something, but after hesitating, no words came out.
For a fleeting moment, she even entertained the idea of experiencing it herself. Thankfully, she quickly dismissed that thought.
Judging by Irisviel's condition, if she went through with it, she wouldn't have the strength to go home tonight.
"Oh, by the way, your phone kept ringing earlier, but you didn't seem to notice."
After hydrating himself, Shin reminded Eriri.
Her phone had rung several times earlier, but she'd been so engrossed she hadn't noticed.
Hearing this, Eriri's heart skipped a beat. She quickly pulled out her phone and checked the screen. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
[Missed Calls: Mother (3)]
The redness on Eriri's face instantly drained, leaving her pale.
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