The Underworld, Starting with Debt

"Stop, my lord..."

'I'm sorry, Yuna, let me try one last time...'

"...Zhi Jun's warmth."

Chapter 119 The Duel with Tsubaki

Friday.

Today, the sky was gloomy and the rain was drizzling, as if it would never stop.

I picked up my umbrella and went outside the small rented room. Standing under the eaves, I watched the water that kept gathering on the roof and flowing down the corners of the room, and I felt very annoyed.

This damp weather is so annoying.

"Ring ring ring——"

After closing the door, just as Ito was getting ready to go to school, his cell phone kept vibrating in his pocket and then rang.

Aunt Chun

When I picked up my phone, the name displayed in the contact was Tsubaki Miyajima.

Ito Koshito asked in confusion as he swiped to answer the call and brought it to his ear.

"Aunt Chun, why are you calling me so early? Did something happen?"

"Hello, Aunt Chun."

"Hey, Xiao Zhi..."

A mature female voice came from the other end of the phone. The voice was very pleasant and soft, with a faint magnetism, like the secluded strings of a bamboo forest. However, at this moment, it was a little hoarse, as if she was somewhat weak.

Sensing something was wrong with Miyajima Tsubaki's tone, Ito Koshitoshi asked with concern, "Aunt Tsubaki, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yeah, I've been feeling dizzy lately, probably because I went to bed too late last night... and I have a bit of a fever."

After speaking, Miyajima Tsubaki coughed lightly twice, as if she had caught a chill, or perhaps for some other reason.

"Where's Sister Ying? Isn't she with Auntie?"

“Sakura is already very busy with her studies, and I don’t want to trouble her.”

"That......"

As if anticipating what Ito Koshitomo was about to say, Miyajima Tsubaki interrupted him.

“Father, he went out on business. I am the only one in the temple.”

"Xiaozhi."

"Auntie, I'm here."

"Ahem... Xiao Zhi, could you come to the dojo to take care of Auntie?"

Strangely, Miyajima Tsubaki's voice sounded somewhat nervous, and perhaps due to a fever, it was very soft and even a little coquettish.

However, Ito Koshitomo did not pay attention to this minor oddity.

"Auntie, wait for me a moment, I'm coming right now."

"Yes, be careful, it's raining outside."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone with Miyajima Tsubaki, Ito Koshitomo called Tsukishima Kyoko to ask for leave.

"Dudu-"

Before the busy tone of the phone had even subsided after hanging up with Kyoko Tsukishima, Ito Koshito impatiently stuffed his phone into his pocket.

I picked up my umbrella and stepped into the light drizzle.

Even when it's raining in summer, the temperature doesn't drop much.

Summer rain isn't cool; instead, it carries a hint of sultry heat, and the dampness in the air is quite irritating.

The light rain, in particular, brushed against Ito Koshitoki's face, adding fuel to his already troubled mood and making him frown.

"Whoo~"

Take a deep breath and exhale, allowing your restless mind to gradually calm down.

Stepping out of the tram station, Ito Koshizumi jogged along the road, splashing mud that dirtied his trouser legs. Raindrops continued to fall, soaking his clothes, but Ito Koshizumi was completely oblivious.

Upon arriving at the dojo, Ito Koshitomo familiarly walked through the courtyard, heading towards Miyajima Tsubaki's room.

However, as I passed by the dojo, a casual glance revealed a figure kneeling in the very center of the spacious dojo.

The spacious dojo was dark, with the lights off. Most of the sunlight outside was blocked by dark clouds, leaving only a few rays of light to penetrate the dojo.

The figure sat cross-legged, with his back to the direction where Ito Koshitomo was.

But Ito Koshitoki recognized the figure at first glance as Miyajima Tsubaki.

Her figure was long, with dark blue hair tied into a ponytail that hung high above her head, exuding a mysterious beauty.

Beneath her fair, jade-like neck, a section of pristine white skin was revealed.

Miyajima Tsubaki was wearing a dojo uniform, the thin, close-fitting fabric outlining her curvaceous figure. Even from behind, one could still vaguely see her enormous, oversized breasts.

Following the graceful lines, the dojo uniform sharply narrows at the waist, cinching the waist and making the slender waist appear as delicate as a willow branch, easily grasped in one hand.

Because of the kneeling posture, Miyajima Tsubaki's long and shapely legs had her calves folded and pressed under her thighs.

However, this pose reveals the amazing curve of her round and full peach, as round as a full moon, and as bouncy as jelly, as if it might jump out at any moment, fully demonstrating the abundance of a mature woman.

"Pat-pat, pat..."

"Aunt Chun!"

Walking up to Miyajima Tsubaki, Ito Koshito called out.

Standing in this position, Ito Koshitomo could see Miyajima Tsubaki even more clearly.

She crossed her arms on the left side of her chest, with her left elbow pressing down on her right wrist, her eyes closed, presenting a dignified and elegant posture.

Before he knew it, Ito Koshitoshi was completely mesmerized.

However, Ito Koshito quickly came to her senses: Aunt Tsubaki is running a fever!

"Aunt Chun, you still have a fever. Let's go back to our room and rest."

However, he was met with complete silence.

"Aunt Chun!"

With a worried tone, Ito Koshito squatted down next to Miyajima Tsubaki and touched her forehead.

'Hmm? It's not hot!'

Seeing that she had been exposed, Miyajima Tsubaki slowly opened her eyes, her narrow eyes gleaming with a deep light.

"Zhi Jun, actually I was lying to you. I don't have a fever. In fact, my body has never been so excited and trembling as it is now."

Ito Koshitomo did not notice the change in how Miyajima Tsubaki addressed him, from "Koshitomo" to "Koshitomo-kun".

He just looked at Miyajima Tsubaki with a puzzled expression, and held her small hand, which was still as soft as a young girl's.

"Aunt Chun, actually, if you want me to come to the temple to see you, you can just tell me. You don't have to pretend to be sick."

"Because Aunt Chun is an important member of my family!"

"..."

"Crash-"

Outside the Miyajima Dojo, the light drizzle that had been gently pattering on the ground gradually became denser, as if the curtain of water in the sky was being torn apart by an invisible force.

The raindrops grew larger and faster, and the sound of them hitting the ground became louder and louder.

In the dojo, Miyajima Tsubaki stared blankly at Ito Koshito, who suddenly revealed a gentle smile. Her left hand, which was not being held, gripped her collar tightly, wrinkling her neat clothes.

Plop, plop...

My heart is beating so fast!

Two blushes appeared on her fair and delicate face, and her beautiful eyes also rippled with alluring charm.

The gaze fixed on Ito Koshito became even deeper and more lingering, as if trying to melt Ito Koshito.

'My beloved Zhijun is so gentle, so adorable! I want him so badly! I want him so badly... I want him so badly! I want to devour him right now!'

After a long while, Miyajima Tsubaki's unbridled gaze made Ito Koshito feel slightly embarrassed. He touched his nose uncomfortably, and Ito Koshito reminded him.

"Aunt Chun?"

After that, Miyajima Tsubaki slightly reduced the intensity of her gaze.

"Stop, my lord."

"I'm here."

"am I pretty?"

Upon hearing this, Ito Koshitoki gazed intently at Miyajima Tsubaki's pretty face.

Aunt Chun, it seems like you've put on makeup today.

Exquisite facial features, perfect facial contours.

Her lips were rosy and full, like delicate rose petals, with an alluring pink hue; her eyes were like crystal grapes, and her eyelashes were long and curled, as charming as crescent moons.

However, with just a touch of makeup, her face became even more alluring.

"beautiful."

Miyajima Tsubaki smiled, a smile that stirred her heart with spring fever.

Call me Tsubaki!

"Uh-huh??"

With her left hand suddenly pressing down on Ito Koshito's chest, she turned to the side, her seemingly slender legs suddenly bursting with powerful strength, supporting her body as she pressed down on Ito Koshito.

"thumping"