Lorelei had no intention of letting any of the ninjas slip away—they were all powerful warriors, after all.
Shisui and Obito, seated on the lounge sofa, watched as Lorelei walked toward them. With a charming smile, she stepped between them, wrapping an arm around each.
"Well, well," she teased, "I didn't expect such young lads to already be so formidable. Congratulations on becoming strong ninjas."
Their faces lit up with satisfaction as Shisui replied, "Yes, we've grown strong enough to stand on our own!"
Obito chimed in eagerly, "We'll protect you. Don't worry about a thing!"
Lorelei laughed, gently patting their shoulders, "Then I'll count on you two to keep me safe!"
Shisui and Obito nodded earnestly, their admiration for Lorelei growing by the second.
As Lorelei released the two and began to approach Jiraiya in the dining area, Obito muttered dreamily, "She looks like Rin… if she had grown up…"
Shisui sighed, his gaze fixed on her retreating figure, "She's the one… my soulmate."
In that moment, Lorelei became the center of their desires.
Meanwhile, Jiraiya, seated across from a blonde woman, had been watching Lorelei since she entered.
Although his strong will initially resisted her charm, his focus wavered, and his thoughts grew clouded.
He found himself mesmerized.
"She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in this world," he thought.
However, the blonde woman at his table noticed his fixation and grew visibly upset.
As a former client of Charles Agency, she had admired Jiraiya deeply. But seeing him stare so intently at another woman made her feel humiliated.
"Jiraiya," she snapped, "you're making a fool of yourself!"
Her words jolted Jiraiya slightly. He turned to face her, confusion evident in his expression.
But before he could respond, Lorelei closed the distance, leaning in close and whispering into his ear, her lips brushing lightly against him.
"Is she your lover, Jiraiya?"
The moment her touch reached him, Jiraiya's defenses crumbled entirely. His eyes filled with adoration for Lorelei.
"No," he declared, "she's just a friend."
The blonde woman's face turned red with anger. She stood abruptly, furious at being dismissed.
Though not a ninja herself, her wealth and status as a client of the agency gave her confidence and pride. She stormed out of the building without looking back.
Lorelei didn't stop her, nor did she care. Instead, she turned her attention back to Jiraiya.
"Michael told me you're the strongest man here," she said with a playful smile.
Jiraiya, now completely under her control, pulled her closer and laughed heartily.
"That's right! In this office, I'm the strongest!"
Hearing this, Lorelei's smile deepened. She called out loud enough for everyone to hear:
"Come here, everyone!"
Instantly, the men in the office—including staff and other clients—began to gather around her.
At that moment, Selene descended the staircase from the second floor. She had just confirmed something life-changing: she might be pregnant.
Noticing the unusual commotion in the lobby, she frowned and asked, "Michael, what's going on here?"
Hearing Selene's voice, Michael turned to her with an almost fanatical expression.
"Selene! An angel has graced our office!"
Selene's curiosity piqued.
"An angel?" she thought, imagining the celestial beings from myths. No wonder everyone seemed so captivated.
Intrigued, she hurried to join the crowd, unaware of the true nature of the situation.
Lorelei's gaze shifted to the woman who had just appeared. She asked, "Michael, who is she?"
Michael immediately responded, his voice filled with eagerness. "She's my wife, Selene."
He paused and then added with pride, "She's also a powerful vampire warrior. If you're looking for strong allies, she's a perfect candidate."
Michael's words sounded almost like an offering, as if he were presenting his wife as a gift to Lorelei.
Lorelei turned her sharp eyes back to Michael and asked, "Do you love her more than you love me?"
Without hesitation, Michael shook his head, "Compared to you, she's nothing."
Selene gasped in shock, "Michael! What nonsense are you spouting?"
It was then that Selene finally noticed Lorelei standing amidst the captivated crowd. The strange looks in everyone's eyes, combined with Michael's odd behavior, immediately signaled to her that something was amiss.
Instinctively, she took a step back, her voice rising as she called out, "Jiraiya-sama!"
However, Jiraiya remained oblivious to her cry, his attention entirely absorbed by Lorelei.
Realizing she was being ignored, Selene turned to the others, "Obito! Shisui!"
But just like Jiraiya, the two young Uchiha showed no reaction. Their expressions remained captivated, their focus entirely on Lorelei.
Lorelei glanced at Selene, her lips curling into a cold smile, "Such noise… it's annoying. Michael, get rid of her."
At her command, Michael let out a deep roar, "Raaaagh!"
In the next moment, Michael's body transformed. His muscles expanded, fur sprouted over his body, and his hands turned into sharp claws. He had become a full-fledged werewolf and lunged at Selene with ferocious speed.
Lorelei's eyes lit up with interest at the transformation.
"A werewolf's bloodline. How marvelous," she murmured to herself.
Michael launched a series of savage attacks on Selene, but despite sharing the same hybrid bloodline of Alexander, werewolf, and vampire, Selene's combat experience clearly outmatched his.
With a swift punch, Selene struck Michael's head, sending him staggering backward.
"Snap out of it, Michael!" she shouted, her voice laced with both desperation and fury.
Lorelei, observing the fight, smiled with satisfaction.
"A strong female warrior," she remarked.
Then, glancing toward Jiraiya, she asked with curiosity, "Is she also a ninja?"
Jiraiya shook his head, his eyes never leaving Lorelei, "No, she's a vampire—what they call a 'blood clan.' Michael mentioned it earlier."
Lorelei's smile twisted slightly at seeing Selene's fierce combat style. It reminded her of someone she despised: Lady Sif.
Her mood darkened momentarily before she turned her gaze to Shisui, the youngest of the ninjas in the room.
"Shisui," she commanded with an enchanting tone, "Show me the power of a ninja."
The young Uchiha immediately stood, his Sharingan flashing to life, ready to carry out her will.
Lorelei's curiosity peaked.
"If even the youngest ninja wields considerable power, I can only imagine the strength of the higher-ranking ones," she thought to herself with eager anticipation.