I'm not a sister complex!

After breakfast, Eros went to work. For him, it was no big deal to stay up all night.

In the carriage, Irina looked at Eros with a dim gaze. Eros coughed dryly and said:

"She insisted on doing this!"

Irina retracted her gaze and said expressionlessly: "This is something that will happen sooner or later. It doesn't really make a difference whether it happens sooner or later."

"I'm just a little surprised that you like this body type."

"No way!" Eros immediately defended himself.

Irina glanced at Eros and said calmly:

"As your shadow, as long as you don't block me, I can feel the state of your body to a certain extent."

"Every time you faced the woman named Mary, you were more excited than when you faced other women."

"And you will too when it comes to that little girl named Doreen!"

"Now you're getting all excited again when facing Angelica!"

"Is this all a coincidence?"

Having said this, Irina paused as if she had thought of something, and then continued:

"Oh, yes! And that weird girl!"

Eros: “…”

Eros facepalmed.

Irina looked down at herself, then retracted her gaze and turned her face to the side and said:

"It's okay to like these things. It's actually very common."

“There are even special red theaters in many places!”

Eros coughed heavily and said in an unnatural tone:

"I'm not, I'm in full control, at most it's just a little more controlled, just a little!"

As he spoke, Eros gestured with his fingers.

Irina nodded: "I know!"

Eros breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Irina believed in him.

There was no further conversation along the way as the carriage drove to the York Street that he was in charge of.

This time, the patrol was the same as usual. After saying good morning to Mr. Vadim, he went to the next intersection to say hello to Jessica.

This time, there were still no flowers in Jessica's basket, only neatly arranged matches.

Seeing Eros coming, Jessica waved her hands happily and shouted:

"Good morning, Mr. Doyle."

Eros also smiled and responded: "Good morning! It seems that you are very happy today?"

Jessica's freckled face showed a shy smile:

"My mother took me to apply for a job at the Jolton Church yesterday."

"It seems that the church has hired you?" Eros asked with a smile in his eyes.

Jessica nodded heavily and said happily:

"He not only hired me, but also my mother. Father Aligado of the church gave my mother a weekly salary of 8 shillings, which was 4 shillings higher than my mother's previous income from making matchboxes at home."

"My current weekly wage is 2 shillings and 80 pence, which means that the two of us earn about 1 pound a week."

"You know, my father worked as a cargo handler at the docks before his legs were broken. He worked 16 hours a day and earned only 1 pound 2 shillings a week."

Looking at Jessica who was full of joy in front of him, Eros chuckled and said:

“This is very exciting news indeed!”

"If Mr. Doyle hadn't told me about this, I'm afraid we wouldn't have had the chance to find this good job." Jessica's little face was full of gratitude.

Eros waved his hand and said, "I am just telling you one thing. The reason you were chosen by the church is because of your own ability."

"But if there wasn't Mr. Doyle..." Jessica was about to explain, but Eros interrupted her:

"If you want to thank me so much, why not give me a box of matches?"

Jessica shook her head repeatedly and said, "One box is not enough!"