My wife believes me; how could I be a cuckold?

She is ticklish.

But the worst thing she could have done was to expose her weaknesses.

Because her relationship with Makoto Asano wasn't that of a goddess and a simp, but rather that of good buddies, or rather, Makoto Asano was the type of boyfriend who liked to act like a jerk.

He nodded in a tone of complete understanding and said, "Oh~ a little lighter, is that right, sir?"

then.

What was originally a massage technique that would only make Konno Yuuka slightly itchy turned into a deliberate tickling.

"Ahahaha~~~ Guh~~ Don't... tickle~ Ooh~~ Hahaha~~~ It's so itchy..."

"Idiot... idiot, no, hahahaha, stop!"

Makoto Asano only made a fuss for a short while before stopping.

Well, it's not that he didn't want to continue, but Konno Yuuka's voice, laughing and panting at the same time, was just too tempting.

He was afraid that if this continued, Xiao Acheng wouldn't be able to hold on.

"I told you to stop fooling around, you idiot—"

Makoto Asano couldn't see his own face, but as he sat up, ready to cause trouble for her, Yuuka Konno, whose face was flushed, could see it.

So, upon seeing Asano Makoto's constipated expression and his cheeks slightly flushed from the rush of blood, she could only finish her complaint halfway through.

Of course she knew the reason.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Xiao Acheng, who was still swaggering around there, and felt her heart stop for a moment.

so big……

Wait a minute! What am I thinking?!

Konno Yuuka's face turned bright red, perhaps because she saw the towering Makoto, or simply because of the massage technique Asano Makoto had used earlier that had completely aroused her.

She shook her head, banishing these outrageous ideas from her mind, then looked at Asano Makoto and suggested hesitantly, "Asano-kun, how about we stop?"

She knew how much Asano Makoto was suffering, and she also knew what the culprit was that was causing him such pain.

But how could Makoto Asano, who hadn't had enough yet and hadn't completed his mission, possibly give up this opportunity that was all benefits and only harm to him?

He didn't answer Konno Yuuka's question, but said very firmly, "Lie back down, the massage isn't over yet."

His tone was unquestionable and he seemed incredibly professional, which made Konno Yuuka, who was seeing him like this for the first time, hesitate.

So he immediately pressed his advantage, saying, "Feel it for yourself, don't your shoulders and back feel much more comfortable?"

Upon hearing this, Konno Yuuka carefully examined the area and found that her shoulders and back were not so stiff anymore, and even her lower back, which had only been massaged for a short while, didn't seem so sore anymore.

It's true that the method was unorthodox, but it's also true that the side effects were very good.

In contrast, my legs, which had been standing for several days without being massaged, were noticeably sore.

The changes in her body made Konno Yuuka temporarily forget the embarrassment she had just experienced, and also made her believe that Asano Makoto really knew how to massage.

At this moment, Makoto Asano spoke again: "Am I right? Alright, your legs haven't been massaged yet, hurry up and lie back down, don't you want to get better?"

He was urging Konno Yuuka on, while at the same time giving her a way out.

Konno Yuuka obediently lay back down.

As soon as she lay down, before she was even ready, Makoto Asano immediately began massaging her back.

"Hmm~"

The sudden attack caused Konno Yuuka to let out another soft hum, and then, as if shy, she immediately pressed her face back into the pillow.

Makoto Asano found it amusing, but he didn't say anything more or do anything else. Instead, he started working seriously.

Given the many unexpected events that have occurred, he decided to complete the mission first.

After a period of hard work, the experience gained from the massage gloves told him that his waist was massaged and it was time for the next step.

However, looking down, Makoto Asano hesitated slightly.

Below her waist were two plump, round peaches.

Looking at Konno Yuuka's pert buttocks, Asano Makoto suddenly had the urge to touch them or give them a hard slap.

Fortunately, reason prevailed over desire in the end. He forcibly suppressed the outrageous idea in his heart that could lead to a breakup between the two of them, and walked past the conspicuous peach to the key part of completing this mission.

But before that, there is a very big obstacle.

Konno Yuuka's skirt today is knee-length, so if you want to massage her thighs, you need to lift the skirt up beforehand.

The act of lifting up a skirt is inherently ambiguous and carries a different meaning. Unless there is a special relationship between the two people, this behavior should never be done.

Although our relationship is still pretty good now, doing something like this seems a bit excessive.

Well, she should be able to understand... right?

Makoto Asano thought for a moment, carefully considered his words, and said, "Ms. Konno, I'm going to massage your legs now. Please lift your skirt up a little bit, not too much, just up to your upper thighs."

Konno Yuuka probably won't agree to this request.

Of course, she trusted Makoto Asano's character and knew he wouldn't do anything outrageous to her.

So she refused the request not because she suspected Asano Makoto of having ulterior motives, but simply because she was wearing thigh-high stockings under her skirt today, not pantyhose.

If you lift up your skirt, even if it's just up to your thigh as Makoto Asano said, it will most likely still reveal some beautiful scenery that shouldn't be seen by outsiders.

Therefore, Konno Yuuka should not have agreed.

If she remains rational.

Unfortunately, she is not in a conscious state right now.

Asano Makoto's frivolous massage techniques made her feel hot all over, and her brain felt like it was on fire. The sense of release from stress made it impossible for her to even maintain the most basic rationality.

In addition, she herself made a small mistake.

Covering her face with a pillow to keep quiet was a good idea, but it also made it difficult for her to breathe properly.

When the brain doesn't get enough oxygen, it's only natural that thinking becomes sluggish.

Feeling dizzy, Konno Yuuka, upon hearing Asano Makoto's words, didn't even have a shred of doubt. She simply followed her instinct to do whatever he said and reached behind her to grab her skirt.

Asano Makoto was stunned as he watched the woolen skirt slowly lift up. He had originally planned that if he was rejected, he would simply press his thigh through the skirt and then touch his calf to complete the task.

He didn't expect Konno Yuuka to be so decisive; she didn't even answer him before lifting her skirt.

But he doesn't have time to think about these things now.

As the skirt was lifted higher, the cleavage that had been hidden underneath began to slowly reveal itself.

Ultimately, the hem of the skirt stopped a little above the top of the thigh.

Makoto Asano saw it; the thigh was so long that it was almost in a straight line with the calf, both slender and rounded, not thin at all, but without a trace of excess fat.

And, the pale upper thighs tightly encased by the lace-decorated cuffs of gray stockings.

To prevent stockings from slipping down the legs, the cuffs of stockings are usually designed to be quite tight.

At this moment, Konno Yuuka's thighs were squeezed so tightly that they were slightly concave, creating a very alluring curve.

Makoto Asano subconsciously swallowed, his gaze lingering there for a moment before continuing to look upwards.

Above the tight stocking top, he saw a small mole, and next to that mole, a glimpse of black lace panties peeking out from under the skirt.

As the last line of defense, it tenaciously guards that captivating, hazy beauty under the lights.

However, it couldn't prevent it.

The scoundrel's improper massage techniques, while helping its owner release stress and making her feel comfortable all over, also caused its most loyal defenses to crumble from within.

Just a few seemingly harmless water droplets made its once impregnable defenses less secure than before.

And so, Makoto Asano saw it.

A hint of something was subtly revealed in that alluring black that had been dampened to the point of being slightly transparent.

It could perhaps be called the most beautiful flesh-pink color in the world.

Chapter 249 Absolute Territory (Bonus Chapter 2/64)

The glimpse of spring revealed when her skirt was lifted up made Asano Makoto seem to see something, yet also seem to see nothing at all.

For a moment, he felt incredibly anxious, and even subconsciously leaned closer to get a better look.

However, he suddenly realized that his behavior seemed a bit abnormal, so he quickly raised his head again.

Fortunately, Konno Yuuka kept her face covered by the pillow and didn't have eyes in the back of her head, so she didn't notice his perverted behavior.

But Makoto Asano didn't care about it at all.

At that moment, he felt extremely uncomfortable, his heart was both restless and helpless.

He was already about to explode with pent-up desire, and now this stunning beauty was unconsciously tempting him, but he couldn't have her for the time being. It was just too despairing.

Sensing the dissatisfaction conveyed by Xiao Acheng, Asano Makoto's face fell.

For a fleeting moment, he even considered having Lilith cast a hypnotic spell so he could unleash his pent-up desires on Konno Yuuka at will.

However, he eventually took a few deep breaths and calmed down.

He glanced one last time at the glimpse of spring light, then swallowed hard and forced himself to look away.

Then he reached out and pulled the hem of Konno Yuuka's skirt back a little, covering the most alluring view.

Makoto Asano is a scumbag, that much is true, but he would never do something against a woman's will.

As for the incident that happened when he first met Yuna Kanno, it was an accident caused by a combination of factors.

If it weren't for Xiaoyuna almost causing him social death and igniting his anger, and if the system hadn't given him a mission at the same time, he would never have done that kind of thing.

Makoto Asano closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and at the same time recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra in his mind at a rapid pace.