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    In a park situated next to a nursery, three kids huddled together, behaving like they were on a secret mission. Their actions seemed secret but not actually as the adults nearby had bright smiles while staring at their antics.


    "I am…the hero of the sword!" The oldest among the trio, a twelve-year-old boy said as he lifted a branch and swung it, behaving like a swordsman.


    "Save me, hero…" The girl among the trio acted like a damsel in distress as she clung onto a tree trunk, giggling while acting scared.


    "I, the mighty monster will catch you!" The youngest strapped a bunch of leaves on his head to behave like a monster as he made swallowing motions towards the girl.


    Walking on a path beside the park was a bickering group of women, with the one at the centre being a ck-haired youth. He never took the initiative, constantly stuttering while failing to even form a cohesivepelling statement.


    The bunch of women fought for his attention, arguing with each other while the oldest took charge of calming them down. The youth seemed to trust the older woman the most.


    Upon seeing the arrival of the ck-haired youth, the girl, named Grace, aged 11, lost her bnce, screaming in fright as she fell from the tree and scraped her knee.


    "Grace! Are you alright?" The youngest among the trio teared up as he saw blood leaking out of her knee.


    It seemed theirmotion caught the ck-haired youth''s attention as he slowly walked towards Grace and crouched before her, staring at her knee as he touched it, "Let me take a look at the wound."


    Healing mana oozed out of his hand and caused her injury to close up instantly. Grace stared at the ck-haired youth in amazement, "How…did you do it? It''s amazing!"


    "Of course, Ryutaro is an amazing individual." One of the women said proudly as if she were the one with the healing ability.


    "Thank you for healing my friend''s wounds," The oldest among the trio didn''t seem bothered by the banter of the women as he stared at the ck-haired youth with gratitude.


    He then thought for a moment before saying in a hurry, "Pleasee to my house. I''ll pay you for your help!"


    "It''s fine," The ck-haired youth smiled gently, "I''m just helping my people."


    "No, I must repay favours, no matter what. My mom stresses it all the time." The oldest among the trio pressed forth as he stared at Ryutaro, "Please allow me to do so."


    "This…I…" Ryutaro was perplexed, failing to find words to refuse the offer, especially since the boy didn''t seem well off, ''I can''t receive something when his family clearly isn''t doing well.''


    "Boy," The oldest among the women apanying Ryutaro sported a gentle, all-knowing smile as she patted the boy, "What''s your name?"


    "Eugene," The boy replied, blushing slightly upon staring at the woman.


    "Eugene," The woman''s husky voice resounded with tender care, "Ryutaro won''t ept any repayment for his charity. You see, he never asked us anything too when he helped us."


    "I understand," Eugene''s eyes lit up as his gaze alternated between the woman and Ryutaro before focusing on her, "So, it was thanks to big brother Ryutaro''s help that your husband is fully healed now."


    "Eh?"


    "Husband?"


    "Whose?"


    The women behind Ryutaro gawked in shock and confusion, wondering what Eugene was saying.<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    "I''m not married though?" The oldest among the women tilted her head in confusion, sweating mildly when she sensed Ryutaro''s expression turn a tad colder.


    "Isn''t that your house?" Eugene pointed at a house visible from the park, "Two days ago, I saw you fighting with your husband in one of the rooms. The noise was loud. I ran away as I was afraid. Your voice was high pitched…"


    "Enough," Ryutaro spoke curtly as he walked away.


    "Wait, Ryutaro. I don''t know what he''s talking about." The oldest among the women said in a fluster as she chased after Ryutaro.


    "I never thought ire would be like this."


    "She always seemed the most mature and proper among us. Didn''t know she was like this behind our backs."


    The women discussed in fervour as they apanied Ryutaro. There was a minor crack in the sisterhood they felt towards ire.


    The house pointed at by Eugene was indeed ire''s house. And two days ago, ire had asked Ryutaro to heal the back of a man who seemed to have been scratched by nails to almost cause bleeding.


    Adding one and two, it seemed as if ire had cheated on Ryutaro.


    [Alright, the first seed of suspicion has been nted]


    [Let''s move on to the second n immediately]


    [We should move cautiously. All System Hosts are immune to instant death attacks. So, we have to gradually weaken his fate first. Once it''s below us, he''s fair game, even to instant death attacks.]


    Eugene, Grace, and Otto discussed through Telepathy as they sensed the discord among Ryutaro''s group.


    The man healed by Ryutaro two days ago suffered from an injury thanks to Eugene who used a Puppet to do so. It was executed stealthily when he was spending time with a prostitute.


    pαndα---noν?1,сoМ The man was then led to ire coincidentally who then asked Ryutaro to heal him. But thanks to Eugene''s lie, the sequence of events seemed different.


    "You…cheated on me?" Ryutaro red at ire as his figure disappeared. His form flickered over the roofs of a few houses before arriving at a brothel house where the man he healed two days ago was having his fun.


    Upon seeing Ryutaro, even though the man was stunned for a moment, his expression brightened, "Sir Ryutaro, it''s a surprise seeing you here. To what do I owe this pleasure?"


    "Thedy that wounded you two days ago," His throat felt heavy as words struggled toe out. Ryutaro strained himself and spat out the question, "What''s your rtionship with her?"


    "Ahh, her?" The man recalled the prostitute from two days ago as he began to drool, "She''s one fierydy. She''s not well known in the brothel house, but the experience was amazing. Even though I was injured by her, I might sleep with her again if given the chance…"


    The man blinked in confusion, seeing Ryutaro''s figure vanish. It was a mimunication between the two.


    Of course, everything was a setup taking the characters of Ryutaro, ire, and everyone else involved into ount, including the man and the prostitute.


    And now, Ryutaro was seething in hatred at the misconceived notion that ire had slept with someone else, conveniently ignoring the fact that he himself had a haremrge enough to make a football team.