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Amon and Kizuna walked towards his mother\'s gym; the place was spotless and high-tech for the Shazong district that wasn\'t known for its above-board business.

"Master, you took so long I almost killed two people that tried to hit on me! Their death would be on your hands for making your maid wait, nya."

"Tsk... damn cat noises!" Elma complained as she seemed to dislike being cute outside the apartment.

"Who is the pretty woman, another one of your sex friends?"

"Sex friends? I only have one at the moment, and Alice is rarely going to be at the apartment; you are more important than her."

Elma\'s honesty was a little irritating; thankfully, he didn\'t lie to Kizuna and already admitted to sleeping with Alice; otherwise, this damn white tiger maid would have ruined his chances to win her trust.

"Oh!? Delectable, nya!"

\'Why did her tiger and cat-like actions make this woman feel 20 years younger and more charming!?\' Amon thought to himself as Kizuna quietly observed the pair; her eyes were relaxed and stable.

"Elma, you don\'t need to go overboard; only act like yourself. I don\'t need yes people around me. We only had sex for a day; let\'s not be silly and pretend we magically fell in love because of a mere cultivation technique."

For a moment, it was like the entire area froze over before she noticed Amon\'s eyes signal towards the woman beside him, mouthing the words eyes.

Her little green orbs quickly saw the strange waves in the centre of her pupils; Elma instantly changed her attitude as she looked at Amon with a smile.

\'It\'s a good thing I spoke to this woman about some crucial things; Elma might be my maid, but things can still go wrong until I win her trust and hopefully her heart completely! I don\'t want her to vanish suddenly...\'

After he found out about the death of Erlang, his mind started to become filled with worry and stress, but he was only one man. Right now, all he could do was ask his mother for help, tell her about Rebecca and give her support.

He didn\'t say she was his lover but instead told the truth. She was his first love and needed help; although he could use it to get into her pants, Amon wanted to see her happy smile, not that miserable state...

His memories of her end would surely haunt his dreams if not for his [Black Dragon\'s Descent] technique that seemed to temper his body and mind too slowly.

\'I wonder if my mother would understand my pain and suffering if she knew each moment I closed my eyes, the scenes of her death were replayed repeatedly... will Kizuna... she can see lies, but will she start to doubt her gift with such surreal words?\'

Amon wished it was just the lousy scenes he saw, but there were scenes where he was dating the heroines, sleeping with them, falling in love with them, and then their betrayal.

Over and Over and Over.

Thus he desperately tried to avoid blinking for too long, each moment causing his mind to leave the path of the sane.

"Mmmm... but it felt terrific, nya? Haha~ maybe we should fuck every day if we can get stronger." Elma spoke with a more mature and sultry voice, the hint of her Germanian accent both awkward and charming.

"Kizuna, this is my maid and will help you with most non-academic tasks; if you need power or muscle, take this damn white tiger with you."

"Understood, Amon, I know this woman and her skills very well; the eastern white tiger is now a mere maid, a laughable end, no?"

Amon wondered if there was something between them, his eyes could only see Mido Kizuna as a 25-year-old at most. Yet she spoke with such a seasoned and confident tone, were they somehow related outside of the novel\'s plot? Because he couldn\'t even remember when he forced himself to search through those memories.

He shook his head, even if they did. Amon could learn the truth when he earned their genuine trust and thus stepped forward, his VIP card handy to swipe to avoid dealing with any issues, the two women following him with silent, well-trained steps.

Elma\'s feet were wild but graceful as she stood to his left with gentle steps, while Kizuna was sly, silent and elegant, her black hair swaying in the air as the blonde tiger glared at her with an aggressive look.

"Huh... what is the fabled Kuro Hebi doing with a young master and businesswoman?"

"I think the filthy eastern tiger should shut her dirty mouth. Or I\'ll slit your throat while you sleep."

"Ohoho~ try it, you frigid bitch! I\'ll crush your windpipe before your little dagger reaches my skin!"

"Don\'t think you\'re special because you banged a man nearly half your age. Whore."

Amon listened to the pair with an awkward face. Did he pick two women who seemed like cats and dogs or a snake and tiger as his closest people? He knew she would be the woman his mother would send, but if he knew they might clash...

\'Whatever... Let them get it all out there... Or my headache will only get bigger...\'

He entered the reception, and a pretty brown-haired Office lady greeted him, but the moment she saw his black and golden card, and the handsome face that the chairwoman forced all of them to have handy, her blushed face lowered into a bow.

"Please take the third elevator, Young Master Winchester!"

Amon didn\'t like this treatment as he didn\'t earn the worker\'s respect yet; his rumours and bad words were too large. Still, he smiled at the woman as she slowly lifted her body, looking worried as he didn\'t move yet.

"Thank you for the hard work; I will tell my mother how well you greet customers. Miss Bella. Make sure she gets a $20 bonus and the same for all the reception staff, including yourself. If my mother asks, blame me."

It wasn\'t just her that showed him respect; she gave him a respectful bow and greeting before he pulled the card out. Thus he would remember these little things that might be worthless to him, but if she got a $20 bonus, wouldn\'t that make her day?

Beep-Beep!

- From Mommy <3

Hello, my son!

I heard from Kizuna you were very polite and a gentleman! Good work, now charm her pants off and give me some cute grandchildren!

It\'s rare for Kizuna to compliment a male! Fight-on!

xoxoxo

P.S. That Alice girl is extraordinary... You should bang some sense into her... once or twice; you\'ve already taken her purity, don\'t mind! Why does she feel like a hot and cold tap?

P.P.S I love you! Look, see my cute boba tea?

[Image of a boba tea with her tapioca spelling "Amon" with a heart in cream.]

He laughed slightly as the lift finally moved down to him.

The trio entered the VIP lift, which would take them to the fifth floor, a place only for the owner and her son, and those workers who performed exceptionally well as a reward; normally, to train here cost over $250 for a day session, with spa, arranged meal and massage.

\'I need to learn from my mother... She knows the heart of women, able to get the most out of them. My goal is to know both! Make the males work harder and feel like working for me is a reward...\'

Quickly he replied to his mother to stop being so hasty and that he would deal with Alice in due time while making notes about how his mother deals with her employees and the benefits and bonuses she has in place.

He also added to the reply about the high quality of the greeting and reception staff of the gym, and he gave them a $20 bonus as an incentive to keep it up.

Amon didn\'t realise the two women stopped fighting to observe how he acted, one because she knew everything about him thanks to his mother\'s magical ability to judge people and the views of co-workers and the public.

Once again, Kizuna\'s eyes remained still, no lies causing her to watch this young man\'s back.

"Why is he so different from the documents..." Her whisper sounded.

While Elma was different, she wondered why he was going out of his way to please such low-level workers.

Still excited because she could beat his ass with full permission, feeling a grudge after he made her swallow so much of his thick white cream the night before.

To make it even worse Amon then tried to put it in her ass when she lowered her guard!

\'These women... why are they making me feel so much pressure...\' Amon thought to himself as he left the lift, taking off his suit jacket and looking for a suitable training outfit on the wall, something that was stretchy and wouldn\'t limit movement.

"You two, please choose a suitable outfit for intense training. I want you both to help me learn how to fight. Both face-to-face and using subtlety and guile. If you want more pay for this, I will request a salary increase with my mother, Kizuna."

Amon turned around, his bare chest showing the tight muscles that were perfected thanks to his cultivation technique; in his message, he contacted his mother to find a dietician with links to the cultivation world if possible, while he asked the same of Alice and Elma.

Suppose the story wants to return to its original plot. \'I want to give 200%; I am not a hero, not the protagonist. I will fight with this supreme being until the end!\'

\'Oi, quiet voice. You lied to me, but can you at least do anything useful? I am a complete novice to cultivation. Can\'t you display my current power, level and how to improve myself? Like in those strange novels with systems and rebirth... or are you just some unreliable narrator alone?\'

[Amon... I will do anything for you...]

\'Then do it. Just like I have to earn trust and affection, I will give you one last chance; never hide things from me again. Don\'t pretend to be some all-powerful being; just be honest; I won\'t hate you if you tell me bad things. This world isn\'t fully free of that person\'s control, right?\'

Amon realised this voice was useless early on, the cultivation technique might have been extraordinary, but it did not make him a god or the strongest; it just gave him a chance to.

So he hypothesised this was her limit.

His eyes watched the two women entering the training rooms on opposite sides, giving each other death glares, which amused him.

Two powerful women with a slight grudge... how fun would it be to tame them both and have them become like sisters?

\'Although you lied, you also gave me the means to change my fate. That is deserving of a second chance. From zero.\'

[Amon... That being is gone; she won\'t return, but what is happening is akin to autopilot... This world was her final creation, which would run without her... you were not supposed to be born here...]

\'Oh? Can you give me more information?\' He asked, slowly changing his clothes in the open, his fair skin shimmering in the late afternoon sun.

[She grew tired of having you appear and always managing to charm the heroines... that\'s why you were tortured so severely, and finally, she made this world, called it "A complete Re-Write" before vanishing...]

\'Re-write... why does it feel like this supreme being is... just the author...\'

[As long as you keep trying to make changes, her will isn\'t absolute... because you acted so intensely, Rebecca is now safe from her fate of selling her body, and her mother will also slowly recover... But she will still die because she chose to break up with Ethan... the Azure dragon is very proud....]

Amon slowly listened, his hands tightening when he heard the last words, but he was powerless now and wouldn\'t pretend to be capable of fixing things instantly.

\'It is all about hard work, persistence and I\'ll be able to enjoy my life after... Okay, what\'s your name...? I don\'t want to call you a thing or you all the time.\'

[My name was "Tia_Bl_Lover!" So how about Tia Lovelia?]