Becoming Their Guiding Spirit

# Chapter 251: So, You’re a Kept Man Too. A Colleague. Tsukimiyo was a typical perfectionist.

He not only demanded perfection from himself, but also from his future partners.

It was precisely because of this almost pathological self-discipline.

That Tsukimiyo was able to shine so brightly in the host world.

A headwind?

Tsukimiyo hadn’t played with a disadvantage in a long time.

Ever since becoming a host, he felt the job was tailor-made for him. The perverse rich madams that other young hosts couldn’t handle, he could easily make docile and obedient. They would follow his every whim, even spend fortunes on him. Even the young ladies from the great families in the Mobile City, Tsukimiyo handled them with ease. Over time, this ease caused him to gradually lose himself.

He once made a bold declaration.

In this world, there are only two types of men.

Me, and other men.

However, Tsukimiyo never expected to be humbled today.

Hmph!

Interesting.

A glint flashed in his eyes. His attention shifted from the girls to Lucas.

As the top Host, Tsukimiyo’s ability to read people was naturally top-notch. He couldn’t see through the eyes of the three silver-haired girls or the red-haired one, but he could easily read the girl with the bob cut and the high school girl. The high school girl liked this guy, which is why she was immune to his charms. The other four girls were probably the same.

He hadn’t expected this.

That he would one day meet his match.

Wooing six girls at once, and all six of them seemed to really like him. They were even secretly jealous of each other, yet they could all stay together harmoniously, talking and laughing.

This man!!

Tsukimiyo looked at Lucas.

In his heart, he had already labeled Lucas as the ”Ultimate Player.”

In this regard, he seemed even stronger than himself.

After all, *he* had never tried to woo six girls at the same time, all gathered in one place. Openly wooing six, not secretly contacting six!

Very strong...

Tsukimiyo’s competitive spirit was aroused.

He snapped his fingers. A nearby attendant understood immediately, jogging to the counter to retrieve an incredibly precious bottle of wine.

Tsukimiyo sat on the sofa opposite them and brought the wine over with a smile.

”This is a rare aged red, a 1046 Romanee-Conti from Victoria. There are only six hundred bottles of this vintage in the entire world. I was lucky enough to acquire one.”

After Tsukimiyo finished his introduction.

The attendant tactfully brought over wine glasses for everyone.

Tsukimiyo wasn’t short on money.

He had achieved financial freedom many years ago. He even owned a significant stake in this host club. Not just this club; he also owned several other bars inside and outside this Mobile City as the behind-the-scenes boss. Even if Tsukimiyo didn’t accompany rich madams anymore, he still had an average annual net income in the tens of millions. So, money was just a string of numbers to him. Now, at his young age, he was already worth over a hundred million.

Accompanying rich madams was just a job.

His job was... to give women who lacked love the warmth of a home.

As a professional host, Tsukimiyo used different tricks to woo rich madams versus other girls. Rich madams weren’t short on money, so you couldn’t use money. But other girls were different, especially in this situation.

To some extent, financial power is like a ”power level” in a confrontation. You don’t have to show it, but you can’t *not* have it. Plus, although the girls at this table were gorgeous, they had been seated for a long time without ordering anything. They’d been flipping through the menu for ages, not even ordering a glass of water. And their clothes were very ordinary.

So, Tsukimiyo was basically certain they were just a group of ordinary girls here to check the place out. And this guy probably didn’t have much money either, otherwise he wouldn’t just sit there without ordering a single bottle of wine.

At a time like this, financial power was especially important.

”Wow!! A 1046 wine? That must be expensive.”

Laurentina showed some interest. Of course, this interest was purely feigned to save the guy from embarrassment.

To be honest.

Their whole group looked at Tsukimiyo like he was a clown.

The few of them were having a nice chat, and this stranger just had to come over and show off his wealth for no reason. But... everyone here, except Angelina, had seen the world. They were all staying at Jessica’s house. What kind of money hadn’t they seen?

So, in everyone’s eyes.