Becoming the child of an evil god wasn’t an easy role to take on, and Shia had no intention of succumbing to her temptations. Agreeing to such a thing would mean sealing his fate, with no escape in sight.

Damn that wicked woman! If only I were strong enough to handle her right now!

Shia silently added Diana’s name to his mental grudge list. A gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years. Just you wait!

Though the ordeal in the Headmistress’s office had seemed like a major challenge, it was not the toughest trial he would face that day.

Even after shakily stepping down from the bed, his legs barely supporting him, the danger wasn’t over yet.

In fact, the real crisis was still lying in wait.

When Shia returned home and spotted two familiar girls already waiting for him, he froze in his tracks.

His instincts screamed in alarm, his spine stiffening as if struck by an electric jolt.

The death stares coming from the succubus princess, Rong, and the elven royal, Nia, carried an intensity that could make anyone crumble.

Turning stiffly, Shia glanced at Diana, who was still clinging to him with an unnerving closeness. She had insisted on personally escorting him back home, and now his sense of foreboding had reached a crescendo.

“Hello there, little ones,” Diana greeted Nia and Rong with a sweet smile, her tone deceptively gentle.

Meanwhile, her hands maintained their possessive grip on Shia, her voluptuous figure pressed firmly against him. The softness of her body molded itself to his side, leaving no room to breathe. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she was practically holding him in her arms.

After exchanging greetings, Diana’s warm voice continued as she guided Shia forward.

“Careful now. Let me help you inside so you can get some rest.”

Rong elbowed Nia, whispering under her breath, “You go. I can’t.”

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“That’s the Headmistress!”

Nia glanced at the seductive woman who always seemed to have designs on her “mommy” title, her nerves faltering instinctively. Yet, when it came to their master’s “ownership,” she couldn’t back down. Rong, with her social anxiety, was clearly not an option either.

“Headmistress, what brings you here at this time?” Nia asked, her voice polite but tense.

“Well, you see, Shia was exposed to goblin blood in the cavern earlier. Since he’s one of our star students, I couldn’t help but feel concerned. So, I conducted a little examination,” Diana explained, her tone languid and alluring as she pulled out a stack of papers.

“Speaking of which, as his family and friends, you ought to take a look at these reports as well.”

With a casual flick of her wrist, Diana produced several pages of medical reports.

But among them, “accidentally” fluttering to the ground, were a few photographs.

Shia’s heart stopped.

He knew exactly what those photos would show.

They would be damning evidence of just how “enthusiastically” he had endured the examination by the charming nurse.

The moment Diana had cheerfully offered to escort him home, Shia had a sinking feeling. But he never imagined she’d take things this far!

Even though he’d braced himself, he was powerless against her schemes. What could he do? He couldn’t fight her, and he couldn’t resist her. There was no way out.

As the photos hit the floor, Nia froze in place.

Rong, too, caught sight of the incriminating images and stood as stiff as a scarecrow.

“Oh my, how clumsy of me~!” Diana’s velvety voice carried a hint of mock surprise.

She crouched down, gracefully retrieving the photos before handing them over to Nia with deliberate care. Her enchanting crimson eyes gleamed with mischief.

“By the way, Shia was very cooperative during the examination. He deserves some praise~,” Diana added with a sly smile, patting Nia’s hand before turning to leave.

Her light, jaunty steps and cheerful demeanor made it clear she was thoroughly pleased with herself.

What a vile woman! The thought burned into Shia’s mind.

He knew she’d done it all on purpose.

This was the work of the ultimate chaotic prankster, the evil god herself. He would remember this!

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Meanwhile, Nia and Rong stared solemnly at the report in Nia’s hands.

They felt utterly humiliated, as if their pride had been trampled.

Who could stand being publicly humiliated like this?

Rong’s small fists trembled as a flush of frustration spread across her face.

Nia bit her lip, her eyes glistening as if she might cry. She looked pitiful, a picture of someone deeply wronged.

Seeing the two of them like this, Shia pushed himself upright, intending to offer some comfort.

Though it felt odd as the biggest victim to be consoling others, he still wanted to help.

But before he could say anything, both girls turned their attention to him.

“Master…”

Rong’s voice sounded fragile, as if she were on the verge of tears.

Shia sighed, his heart heavy.

Before he could speak, Nia snapped, “Pervert!”

Rong, biting her lip, nodded vigorously.

Shia: ?

What’s with this shift in tone?

Faced with their synchronized glares of disgust, Shia felt utterly wronged.

“What are you two looking at me like that for?” he protested.

He had been the one forced into all this!

As the primary victim, now he was even being judged by his own people?

Unfair!

He felt an overwhelming need to explain. He was innocent, damn it!

But Nia and Rong weren’t interested in hearing his excuses.

“We saw everything,” Nia declared.

“Exactly!” Rong echoed.

“And to think we were so worried about you before.”

“Exactly!”

“You better prepare yourself.”

“Hmph! Get ready for your punishment!”

Without giving him a chance to explain, the two girls sealed his fate, nodding decisively before stomping upstairs.

Bam!

Their doors slammed shut so forcefully that the entire villa seemed to tremble.

Shia sat on the sofa, speechless.

He hadn’t even said a word!

A moment later, the doors creaked open again.

Nia and Rong descended the stairs, now clad in matching nurse uniforms.

“Let us take care of you~!”

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