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Finishing the brief introduction to scare the new members of the mercenary group, which affected everyone present, he teleported to the middle of the mansion's two wings, in front of the fountain that gave a normal appearance, but concealed earthly wealth; in the form of liquid and crystals.
—Let's make this quick, destroy their Moduz Arcana—.
—Why should we listen to you?!—.
—I joined the Mantiz mercenaries for your skill and integrity in business! I have no reason to listen to nonsense from a madman like you anymore…!—
—It seems I didn't speak clearly or I didn't make myself understood... Since when did I say they had a decision?
Mantiz and his mercenaries felt a chill run through them, making it seem as if a layer of ice and frost had covered their bodies. They instinctively took five steps back, revealing the two new recruits who hadn't yet been marked by Javier with the chrysalis rune.
—W-what is this?!—.
—Let me get rid of the garbage!—.
—Aaaaaaaaaa…—. x2
Writhing in agony, the two men, suspended half a meter above the ground, began to sprout crystals from their bodies: one was green and the other purple, demonstrating that their talents were wind and rock.
Listening to the agonizing screams that reminded them of the night they were returning to base, terror made them feel like rabbits in the presence of the owl.
Boom
Hearing the sound of something falling, Mantiz realized that, even through his extensive near-death experience, his mind awakened and he saw two bodies at his feet.
"I didn't kill them, but this will teach them that the only way out is for them to die. Of course, as long as they're loyal to me, I'll never mistreat them, you can be sure of that… Now, do you want me to destroy their Modus Arcana, or will you?"
Neither lame nor lazy, Mantiz and his group of mercenaries broke their arcane modus, destroying with them years of effort in their progress as Arcane mages.
Nodding willingly, he turns to Mantiz who was pale.
—Now that we're done with this matter, I'll impart to you this system that existed in the Age of the Gods. The Arcane Arbor System.—
Mantiz and the group of mercenaries felt weak; as if a ton had weighed them down, their knees trembling. Their confused heads couldn't even tell north from south, as everything was spinning.
Still, they stood tall, their bodies unwavering, reflecting the years that had forged their mettle. But as soon as a breeze reached them, all the consequences of having destroyed their arcane modus operandi vanished as if they had never existed, and the new Arbor arcane system was etched into everyone's memory.
—Th-this is… incredible—.
—What have we been doing for so long?—.
—Wasting your damn time—.
—Such a wonderful system…—.
—With this… anything is possible—.
—We will be invincible—.
—Hahaha, fabulous! Something so divine in our power!—.
While Mantiz's men behaved like a group of drug addicts trying a new drug, Mantiz remained stoic, but his fists kept clenching.
—... You've already proven that I'm a man of my word. From now on, you're not allowed to leave until you have a decent force.
—Yes, Master Javier!!!—.
—The Radiants and the Berserkers?—.
"You don't have to worry about that, Mantiz. You should already know that the Exodus Dungeon will open on May 1st, and from what I understand, the leaders of the eight Golden Fish will be present. I plan to speak with the leader of the Radiant Clan and end this dispute his son started. For the Berserkers, you will be security guards until you return."
—Understood, we will begin practicing this Arbor arcane system—.
—Your rooms are ready, take any room in the west wing 'on the left'—.
—Don't worry about us, we'll stay out here for a while.
—As long as we have a good meal, the rest is superfluous, Master Javier!—.
—That's right, Master Javier.
—You shouldn't worry about food either, with tree bark or roots we'll have enough for days.
Javier noticed that the attitudes of the mercenaries and Matiz himself had changed after checking out the Arcane Arbor system. He told them cheerfully.
"As long as you serve me, that won't happen. The rooms have their own bathrooms; I'd rather have them clean than stinking. You'll get your three meals… A word of advice, before I give you the location of where the meridian seed will be, it's best if you start unconsciously gathering energy from the environment."
Not needing to explain further, Mantiz and his men understood why. Javier, who was about to retreat with the Berserkers, was suddenly seen appearing out of nowhere, his mist surrounding her, only to disappear, leaving her as a simple, beautiful girl.
—What are you doing here, Yami? I thought you were… What were you doing?—
—The bathtub is ready to remove that bad smell from your body… But before that, they'll die of suffocation if I don't get them out.
Smiling, Javier found Yami's voice very pleasant, causing him to lose concentration for a few moments.
-This is how the sailors must have felt when they heard the song of a siren-.
Javier thought with a smile.
—Take them out—.
A mirror-thin vortex appeared, about a meter from the ground, and two dozen Berserkers immediately fell. Mantiz and his men were frightened by the sight of so many gathered together and how they ended up. They feared and respected Yami, who watched the crowd grow.
—Aha, aha, aha, aha, I-I thought I would die—.
Breathing raggedly, as if his life depended on it, sweaty, his hair disheveled, losing its shine, his clothes, which were made exclusively for him, torn to shreds, losing their purpose. The only redeeming features were his handsome face and his toned body.
—So… you're the guy who's been bothering my family—.
Javier said in a monotone, but only Yami could distinguish the subtlety of the tone.
—... Ha, hahaha! Look, this place, I lost, no, we completely lost!...—.
Laughing like crazy, Javier didn't flinch and waited for Radiant Tetsuo to get up, as he was still lying down with his face reddened from catching his breath, which was what was missing inside Yami's mist.
—Bu-but… are you sure you can protect this place from the world?
Managing to sit up with a carnivorous smile, Javier, unfazed by the very real threat, glanced at Mantiz and his mercenary group, once again reminded that the world didn't revolve around Japan.
—You see me as a guy who's afraid of the world—.
Javier replied.
—¡!...—.
—I-impossible…—.
—May fortune and life be blessed upon us…—.
—Please forgive my sin and show mercy to the sinner…—.
—I'm sorry... I'm sorry, brother... to excommunicate this lost sheep...—.
—Blessed are my eyes as they witness… my ears as they hear you… my soul as it receives you…—.
—Grandma, I'm sorry I can't be the grandson you expected…—.
-God-.
Not needing words, by releasing the restriction seal on his God body for a few seconds, he made Tetsuo, Mantiz and the entire group of mercenaries up to those who had awakened after experiencing the chrysalis rune bow down, exposing the sins they committed to the God in front of them.
Innate for a mortal who sinned, although he did not see it that way, but before God it was like a plug that was removed and everything: resentment, hatred, fear, guilt, etc. came out naturally.
—I have sinned—.
Tetsuo muttered, raising his hands above his head, which was looking down at the ground.
—I raped, murdered, ruined innocent lives, I rejoiced in the suffering of others, which I inflicted under my selfish arrogance…—.
Tetsuo confesses his sins, which ranged from extortion and theft to murder of various kinds, since a sin is not something that is attached only to an object, but also to the body and soul. Javier, like an omniscient and omnipresent God, didn't need Tetsuo to tell him his sins, since he witnessed the life he led since he emerged from his mother. The same applies to Mantiz and his mercenaries; he witnessed their entire lives and the sins they committed from their first cry.
Sealing the divinity and all that entailed, he couldn't help but witness the lives Sayaka and Rinka led until they died. The former died of a heart attack after being induced by a very strong overdose, taking with her a pair of twins she was carrying in her womb. While the latter died alone. The same was true of Yuuna, Asahi, and Shio, who still had no end after he intervened in their lives.
—Your sins are unforgivable—.
—I will accept whatever penance and punishment you have for this lost sheep—.
"You've done so much harm to men and women alike, without stopping to think. The only reason you're admitting your sins is because I decided to reveal what I am."
—...—.
—Your greatest punishment will be not having one. My words bring relief to your soul and mind, so you will have no punishment, and I know you will suffer, since once you decide to expose your sins, you will never be able to go back to how they were before.—
—I-I will welcome this punishment with open arms… How will I plow?—.
Tetsuo wondered between murmurs. Sighing, Javier looked at Mantiz and all the kneeling mercenaries, murmuring their sins that had never been revealed to the world.
-Hue-.
—Y-yes—.
—Sometimes regret isn't blaming yourself for the loss, it was simply Tenma's decision to save your life that day. Just try not to forget it and remember that you have a life thanks to another, so don't die until your time has come.
—...—.
Mantiz, a man of few words, nodded as a lump formed in his throat. He looked away from a man who wasn't crying, but whose eyes filled with sadness as he remembered the death of his best friend. Javier looked at the others and spoke a few words.
-It still feels weird that they pray to you, it makes my hentai god core tingle-.
Suppressing those feelings, Javier turned his gaze to Tetsuo who looked lost and aimless.
-As a man, everything I saw cannot be forgiven, but for some reason I can't hate him and it's not because he now looks like a beaten dog in the rain-.
—Tetsuo—
"...".
—Since you lost once again and your clan told you that lending these Berserkers meant death. How about you stay here for a while, think and come up with an answer that doesn't mean your death, since I won't allow it?—
Nodding like a woodpecker pecking at wood, Javier turned around and suddenly felt a small ripple, but he didn't turn around, he just teleported to the bathtub.
—... I assumed too much for him—.
Showing contempt that was visible on his face and voice, Yami felt his insides burn and his palate tasted a live stench like a dead rat when he saw the actions Javier took.
Still, Yami said nothing, she glanced at Tetsuo who had destroyed her arcane modus, to disappear wrapped in her mist.
Mantiz knew what self-mutilation felt like, having recently experienced it himself. He didn't try to help Tetsuo, who didn't move, even though blood was coming out of his mouth.
—We only have one task, let's do it well, even if we don't sleep until we accomplish it. You guys, when you see someone fall asleep or get distracted, hit them without killing them, just until I recall you.
—Glub… we won't die, 008, these Berserkers are arcane mages, armor, do you think you can withstand a hit?—.
—... If you don't want to die, don't get distracted—.
—We're screwed—.
—Come on 012, it's just a few days without sleep, we haven't been through that before—.
—Hmph this and this are different—.
—012 is right 020, those days we were all tense, since we entered the Armos sect—.
Chatting a little about their past adventures, all the mercenaries and Mantiz sat leaning against the wall of the mansion.
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—Oo-ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, what's wrong with this water?, aaaahhhhh, my body feels weird... mmm...—.
Filling him with the glory of pleasure as he submerged himself in the bathtub, feeling thousands of fingers massaging his muscles and a pleasant citrus aroma reaching him, making him lose himself.
—I think, mmm, I'm going to get addicted to this bath, mm, it's too relaxing…—.
Without further ado, Javier sank into the bathtub, staying there for a while, before disappearing and reappearing in his room.
Sharp blow!
—It hurts!!... Why am I in my room?—.
(Hurry up or it will be too late to fix things)
Words made of Yami's mist appeared in the air, and he immediately knew she was responsible for the teleportation. Javier, though he wanted to continue and enjoy the bath his wife gave him, gave up because of the responsibility of being the host.
Without waiting any longer, he cast his 'cleansing' ability, making the excess water and dirt that had formed a puddle where he fell disappear, but it also disappeared.
Dressing in gray dress pants, black leather shoes, a black belt, a white long-sleeved shirt, a silver watch as an accessory, and his usual long hair simply let it fall like a waterfall down his lower back, only having it held by a copper clip at neck level.
[April 27, 2028]{7:21 PM}[Location: Valderrama Mansion Terrace]
—Fuuu, with this everything is ready—.
Satisfied, he couldn't help but let his stomach growl at the aroma of the pork and beef lined up, but it whetted his appetite. Looking at the laid-out tables and the headlights illuminating the entire terrace, Javier nodded, though he couldn't help but think about many things.
—I should plant some plants to make it feel fresher. It feels a bit empty… Wouldn't it be bad if the last thing I did was watch the flowers bloom and create canals?
Riiin, Riiin, Riiin
(Hello, Rei-sempai)
(Javier, could you tell me where your house is?)
(If you want, I can go see them)
(Here we are, we're arriving, but all I can see is the highway on the outskirts of Azumi City)
(He sent you the location)
(Thanks, we're almost there)
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Hanging up and sending the location to Rei, Javier teleported in front of Yuuna's room where Shio was.
Knock, knock
-Who is it?!-.
—It's me, Yuuna—.
—... Mr. Javier, is something wrong? We're almost ready.
Coming out of the room was a woman with a pale complexion, the color of custard. Her hair was pulled back and coiled, looking very attractive. She wore a white, short-sleeved, round-neck dress with geometric prints, falling above her knees, and a final touch: flat sandals with an ankle strap.
—Man, for a moment there I thought it was someone else. Ehehe—.
—Please stop bothering us, Mr. Javier.
Taking the hand of a Yuuna who is happy to be praised like anyone else, he turns her around, causing the skirt of her dress to rise a little, revealing her thighs before hiding again.
—Beautiful, you know you don't need that much makeup, a little shadow on your cheeks and mascara on your eyelashes are enough for you—.
—I'm not much of a person who carries so many things around either... Mr. Javier, were you looking for me for something?—.
—That's right, the guests are about to arrive, when you're done getting ready, go to the rooftop.
-I understand-.
—Daddy, how do I look?!—.
Leaving the room, a cheerful Shio, with a smile from being complimented on her outfit, turns around and waits for Javier's words.
Shio also wore a very cute dress with short, ruffled sleeves. The top was light blue, with a matching bow at the waist, and a white flared skirt with butterfly and multi-colored plant prints. It showcased Shio's childishness and cuteness.
—You look beautiful, my girl—.
Without further ado, Javier hugged her and took her in his arms, making her sit on his left.
—Hehehehe, see mommy, daddy, he also said that Shio looks really good on me—.
—Shio, you still have to comb your hair and put on your sneakers.
—I'm coming, daddy—.
Throwing herself in without fear of falling, Shio enters her room, leaving them both with a smile.
—Tell her I'll wait for her at the entrance, my guests have arrived. Abyssal to the others.
-Alright-.
Descending the imperial stairs to reach the great hall, Javier opened both wooden doors as he looked into the distance at the light of headlights that began to approach.
Five taxis pulled up and circled around until they stopped at the entrance to the mansion. Getting into the first taxi, he saw Rei, Chisato, and Kaku Star. Arisa Imagawa was in it.
—Welcome to my humble abode!—.
He welcomed them with outstretched arms and a smile.
—If this is humble, then we live in poverty, Javier—.
"Ahaha don't say that, Rei-sempai."
—Rei!—.
—Don't scold Rei-sempai, Chisato-san, after all, we are friends—.
—Thanks for inviting us to lunch, Javier-kun. I brought something sweet for dessert.
—You wouldn't have bothered... Mr. Kaku, thank you for coming, I thought you wouldn't come.
—Oh, tell me your reasoning for not coming—.
—Well… hehehe, who knows?—.
—Brat, shameless, don't think I'll give my daughter's hand—.
-Dad!!-.
-Dear-.
—!—.
—Ahahaha, don't worry about that, if the bird of paradise blooms, then I just have to transfer it to a vaster land, filled with care—.
Blushing at the insinuation that was said directly to her eyes, Chisato laughed at her shy behavior in response to Javier's blatant flirtation. Kaku snorted and said nothing, as she wasn't bothered by having Javier as a son-in-law either.
—Kohai… let me introduce you to my parents and brother—.
Arriving with her parents, Arisa and a child between 11 and 12 years old.
—A pleasure Imagawa Kagome and my wife Imagawa Urara—.
—Nice to meet my daughter's friend, this is my son Imagawa Asa—.
—The pleasure is mine, it must be said that Arisa-sempai's beauty is well known at school, but I already know where I get it from.
—Ehehe, your friend is very nice, Arisa—.
-Xavier-.
—And it seems he got his temper from his father.
—Hehehe, you know very well how to praise other people.
—He just told the truth.
He raised one hand, since the other was occupied with a bag with the candy that Chisato brought him.
Urara Imagawa, not overly bothered, since she came from a family with a strict character when it came to family values. Not following Javier either, as she instinctively knew when not to bother him, she glanced at Urara, who had a strict face and semi-short hair. Beneath her high-necked, sleeveless burgundy blouse, she revealed an E-cup bust that stretched the fabric. Tightening a belt with a gold buckle around her waist, she also fastened a pair of black pants that emphasized her wide hips after giving birth to two children.
"Arisa already told me about the drone and the help you offered so selflessly. But I can't just stand idly by knowing something like this happened, so I wanted to contact you to find out the cost and at least pay you part of it."
Looking at Kagome Imagawa, who was stricter than his wife, he was tall for the average Japanese height, 1.75 cm, but Javier, who was almost the same height, didn't hesitate to look him in the eyes. He had short black hair, just like his son Asa's, while the blond hair was from mother to daughter.
—I have no problem if you want to return some of the money to me, although that's not necessary. As you said, it was selfless. Also, seeing how talented everyone is, I might as well invest a little in the future.
—You're absolutely right, the best thing anyone can invest in is relationships and their own wisdom.
—Yes, yes, dad, leave the conversation for another time, we are not the only guests.
—I see, I apologize for that. Let's talk later.—
—Sure, just in case, you know how the Tokyo stock market fluctuated this quarter. We can chat with them later.
—Mm, nice to meet you—.
Javier, not forgetting little Asa, who still retained childlike features due to his age, greeted him with a handshake before continuing.
—Hi, Mari-chan—.
—How many times have I told you not to call me Mari-chan—.
—Ehehe, many, but I like to tease you a little, besides not everyone calls you by your nickname—.
—Hmph, that's them, you, on the other hand, I haven't given you permission, Ko-ha-i—.
—You silly girl… excuse my daughter's behavior, sometimes I don't know where I get it from—.
A woman who appeared to be in her twenties was speaking. When they stood side by side, they looked like sisters, sharing the same hair color: blue-green. Mizuho's mother had fair skin, a baby face, thin eyebrows, and chocolate-covered peach lips.
It could be said that she was the most revealing of the group of parents I had met, wearing a white strapless top, allowing me to see a bit of the beginning of the cavern that hid her cup-sized breasts, a short-sleeved blouse that left her stomach and navel exposed, followed by short shorts with yellow tropical prints that showed off her plump thighs and a voluminous butt. Along with that, some flat, crisscross-strap sandals.
—Nice to meet you, I'm Mizuho's mother, Fuyuki Oishi.
With a bow that made her hair form a parabola, she stood up straight again and smiled sweetly.
—Nice to meet you, Oishi's father and husband, Fuyuki Jiro—.
Mizuho's father, who also looked to be in his 20s, had medium-length hair tied back in a rubber band; he was brown and the shortest in the family. While Mizuho was 1.57 cm tall, Oishi was 1.60 cm, and Jiro reached 1.55 cm. Similarly, the traits that Mizuho would have from Jiro would be his dark skin and Oishi's soft physique and garnet eyes.
—It's also a pleasure to meet you, Javier Valderrama, and to be of service.
—Your house is very big, Javier-kun—.
—A little disproportionate, when I bought it, I realized that mistake—.
—Oh wow, so you bought it yourself, how amazing?
—Ahaha, not at all, I bought it more to have a quiet place, away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Jiro, who was listening to Javier talking to Oishi, intervened.
—It's still too big for you to live alone, where are your parents?—.
—... An accident took them away from me, so I had to emancipate myself, to take the assets—.
—Jiro-kun apologize to Javier-kun you were very rude—.
—You're right, Oishi-chan, I'm sorry for being inconsiderate by asking—.
—Don't apologize, it's been a year and I've been doing well so far.
—Mmm, still, that was impertinent of me. Here's a piece of candy. If you can come to my store, I'll give you a discount.
—Oh, thanks, I'll be sure to go.
Putting away the business card, Mizuho beckoned to Javier.
—Sorry, my parents are, like you said, light, don't take it the wrong way.
—It's okay, they didn't have any bad intentions either. Anyone would wonder if you live in a house like that, being a minor.
—...by the way, Javier, how much money do you have?—.
Opening his eyes to Mizuho's direct question, he looks into her eyes, having a laughing look and a mischievous smile.
-A lot-.
Sincere too, Mizuho whispered in his ear.
—If you want, we can talk privately, you say.
—It will be for another time, Mari-chan—.
—... hehehe okay—.
Entering Mizuho with his parents, Javier looked at the last two remaining.
—Kunihiko-sempai, Jumpei-sempai, it's good to see you and with a smile on his face, it seems that the news fell, pleasure in the target—.
—You're not wrong, Javier, thanks to your help, we would never have been able to participate in the 'science and technology' fair.
—I just gave you a push, the effort was already yours, now you are the president of the Kunihiko-sempai programming club—.
—Yes, now that the sempais have retired, they took over the position. I was planning on putting Mizuho-chan as vice president, but she refused, since she likes accounting.
—I am now the new vice president.—
—I'm happy for both of you, but you're not going to introduce me to her parents.
Looking at the couple walking behind Kunihiko and Jumpei.
—Hehehe, this is the first time I don't have to explain that we're not a couple.
—You're right, how many times has it been that now it feels strange that they don't do it—.
—Hehehe, quite right… Excuse us, but as always we are mistaken for a couple. I am Aoyama Oyuki, thank you for your help and taking the time to make this meal. I almost didn't come.
—Really? Maybe I took it at the wrong time.
—No, but I just got back from a business trip from Oga, Akita Prefecture, and I was tired. When I heard the news about the scholarship, I said, "Why don't I come?" and it relaxed me.
—That means I made a good food choice, I'll surprise her with so much meat.
—Oh, then there's nothing to talk about, I'm a meat lover, you won't get away with it if you don't season it well.
—Ahaha, then there's nothing to worry about.
Aoyama Oyuki, a woman in her 30s, with long hair that reached below her shoulders, was black, with large eyes and orange irises, and fair skin. She wore a dark blue office suit. Covering her legs with black stockings, it was clear that she had barely returned, but instead of looking bad, one could see an independent woman happy with her life. She also had nothing to envy with a perky butt that showed from the pencil skirt, she had a bit of a belly, but no man would see that as a defect and small C-cup tits.
—He likes meat too, sir…—.
—Yasu, Yasu Fujiwara, I love meat, but I have to say we met at a meat competition.
—You still remember that—.
—Ahaha, how could I if you almost choked on a piece of pig's foot—.
—Kud… I also couldn't forget that, from laughing so much, you fell off your seat and hit my head.
—At least it wasn't too embarrassing.
Javier, who was listening to the pair of parents, looked at Jumpei and Kunihiko and they both shook their heads, seeming tired of every time the two of them got together.
—So, Mrs. Aoyama—.
—Please don't tell me, ma'am, just call me Oyuki—.
—Then, Oyuki-san, Yasu-san, please come in.
Watching the pair enter, Javier whispered to Jumpei and Kunihiko.
—His parents are very good friends—.
—As long as I can remember—.
—They always say they're not together, but you can see from miles away that they're well-matched, I still don't know why they don't go out.
—None of them mind their parents going out.
—No, Kunihiko and I grew up like brothers, since we live on the same floor. I see a mother in Oyuki-san, and the same goes for him.
—In the same way I see a father figure in Yasu-san—.
Entering the great hall, which was resplendent with its imperial chandelier, the group of women gathered around a small figure that was showered with praise.
—You're so cute, you said your name was Shio—.
—Y-yes—.
—How adorable, have a treat—.
—Moo, I'd like to take you to my house and dress you in all the pretty clothes there are—.
—Ne, Shio-chan, you become my daughter—.
—How old are you, Shio?—.
Bombarded with nonstop questions, all about her likes, dislikes, animals, colors, anime, etc. Shio, not knowing what to do, saw Javier enter and ran out of the woman's circle to throw herself at Javier so he could catch her.
—Daddy!—.
—¡?!—.
Javier, who understood Shio's confusion at being called father, grabbed her armpits, sitting on her left arm. Kaku was the first to approach.
—Forgive my wife's behavior, Javier—.
—There's no need to apologize, anyone who saw my daughter would feel the same way.
—Javier-kun as a daughter?—.
Jiro also came over and asked, Javier hid parts he didn't want to be known and told something more convenient.
—We understand, it must have been difficult, Shio-chan—.
—I think it would be better if they didn't present themselves to the public like that, so people wouldn't misinterpret some things.
Jiro warned, from his experience.
—I appreciate your concern, but nothing will happen… You came to Yuuna-san at a good time.
Yuuna was walking down the imperial staircase and everyone turned their attention to her, so she was intimidated by being the center of attention.
—You can take everyone to the terrace, I have to go pick up the last guest.
—Was anyone else missing, Javier?—.
—I invited my friend, the one who helped me buy the drone, and I'll go pick it up. As long as they keep moving forward.
—He's coming too, can I go with you? I want to thank him for helping us, as the former president of the programming club.
—Then I'll go too, since I'm the current president of the club.
—Me too, I'm going, I have to thank you for the contact lenses and the glass sheet—.
—I'll go too, I have to thank you for the processor you got us—.
At one point, the entire club wanted to go, and Javier convinced them to wait for him with everyone on the terrace, so they could thank him more freely.
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Seeing everyone going up the stairs, Javier was left alone. He left the mansion and in just a few steps he had already covered the 50 meters of fencing to the entrance gate, where a red Lamborghini was waiting for him on the other side.