The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Miyuki Aso glanced over slightly, her sharp edge radiating an overwhelming aura of pressure.

"Gulu."

She swallowed hard, and immediately sat up straight, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

'Miyuki is so fierce! Am I going to get killed by her?! No!'

Turning her gaze back to Ito Koshichi, seeing his smiling face, the anger she had just suppressed surged up again, and her pink, white-stockinged little feet immediately imprinted themselves on Ito Koshichi's handsome face.

"What are you laughing at, you giant idiot!"

"Boom!"

"Oh, it hurts!"

"Ito-pig! How dare you laugh like that!"

"Snapped!"

"Ouch~ Beautiful Lily, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Snapped!"

"Waaah, stop stepping on me!"

"Snapped!"

......

After giving Ito Koshichi a good scolding, Aso Miyuki felt much better, and Ito Koshichi also felt good.

Feeling the sticky wetness on her little feet, Asou Miyuki blushed and spat out, "Pervert."

“Hey hey hey…”

Ignoring Ito Kozue's silly grin, and finding the white stockings sticky and uncomfortable to step on, Asou Miyuki sat down on the soft cushion next to Kirimi Kasumi.

Looking up at the terrified Kirimi Kasumi, Asou Miyuki spoke calmly: "Tell me, when did it start?"

"Wh-what starts?"

"What do you think?"

Seeing Kirimi Kasumi's dazed expression, Asou Miyuri's initial resentment dissipated considerably.

Although she was initially angry, Aso Miyuri was not angry about Ito Koshito's betrayal; she had known about his philandering all along.

She was furious that they had a party behind her back and hadn't invited her!

Miyuki Aso is afraid of going back to the time when she was alone and lonely.

He reached out and flicked her forehead, his tone softening slightly: "Although I've suspected it for a long time, let's talk about it anyway. When did you get to be with that pervert?"

......

"Oh, I see... So it was you, you idiot, who took advantage of the situation!"

After listening quietly to Kirimi Kasumi's story, Asou Miyuri gave Ito Koshito a disgruntled glare.

"Didn't you take advantage of my weakness and sleep with me (drug)...?"

"Shut up."

Her cheeks felt as if they had been branded, burning hot, and Miyuki Aso cried out in annoyance and embarrassment.

Seeing that Ito had stopped talking, Aso Miyuki turned her gaze back to Kirimi Kasumi, her eyes softening.

Although I had heard from Itō Koshi about Kirimi Kasumi being betrayed by her daughter, hearing it from Kirimi Kasumi's own mother brought a different feeling.

"Miss Xia, these days must have been very difficult for you."

"Hmm, but I have Zhi-jun..."

Startled, Kirimi Kasumi gazed at Asou Miyuki, who was cradling her soft hands, and answered softly.

Even though Asou Miyuki is younger than her and has such a petite, childlike body, Kirimi Kasumi seems to feel the radiance and warmth of an angel from her.

'Ms. Asou, aren't you an angel?'

"Well, at least this pig is somewhat useful!"

"I......"

"What, you want to talk back?"

“Well,” Ito Koshito chuckled, a smug look on his face, “I really want to talk back.”

"abnormal."

Having already established a deep understanding of each other, Aso Miyuri naturally understood the meaning behind Ito Koshitomo's words.

Annoyed by his interruption, Asou Miyuki stood up and kicked his soft, white-stockinged feet into his arms again.

Her delicate, exquisite feet were like the soft paws of a kitten, with ten adorable little toes opening and closing, and her soft, supple soles resting on Ito Koshitoshi's thick chest muscles, plump and incredibly bouncy.

"I'll kick you to death, I'll kick you to death..."

While muttering to herself, Asou Miyuki pretended to be fierce, but was actually soft-hearted than anyone else. Her little feet gently pressed against Ito Koshito's hard muscles, and her cute face had a fierce look on it, like a Persian cat with its fur standing on end.

Pure white, spotless stockings, as smooth as milk, encased her short legs. Her soft heels, like delicate ice cream, were irresistible, prompting Ito Kozue to grab and play with them.

"open."

"Don't let it go."

Aso Miyuri bared her little fangs in anger, and with her soft, delicate body, she pressed down on Ito Koshino, causing him to fall to the floor.

"Pig, let go of me!"

"Don't let it go."

With a large hand gently grasping her slender ankle, Ito Kozue pinched the acupoints on the soles of her feet with varying pressure. The force of his fingers made Asou Miyuri frown, and she couldn't help but let out sweet, muffled moans.

Did she realize she was angry? She clenched her teeth, wrinkling her brow, trying to suppress the electric current surging from her little toes, so as not to make any embarrassing noises.

"Baga~"

In order to counter Ito Koshitomo's unreasonable offensive.

Asou Miyuki clenched her fists and pounded her small hands on Ito Koshitomo's chest like raindrops hitting banana leaves.

"Ora ora..."

The soft little peach, swaying with her delicate body, made Ito Koshi's blood boil again, which had just calmed down.

Restless blood rushed to his limbs, driving Ito Kozue's fingertips to trace the slender calves of Aso Miyuki, pressing her soft calves along the beautiful curves outlined by the white stockings.

"Stop, stop!"

A faint electric current pulsed along her skin, sweeping through her entire body. Asou Miyuki felt a tingling sensation all over her body, causing her toes to curl up and her legs to clench tightly together.

The little toes tuck in unnaturally, which changes the shape of the little feet considerably.

"No~ Let me go..."

Gradually, the hands that had been pounding her chest went limp and weak, lifting and pressing down in a coquettish manner.

"itch!"

The voice trembled, like willow catkins fluttering in the wind, trembling precariously.

"Haha~"

A low, hoarse laugh echoed throughout the house. Ito Kozue, like a great demon king, slowly sat up from the floor and wantonly humiliated the magical girl Miyuri-chan, determined to create a defeat CG.

The soft touch from the small peach made Asou Miyuki clearly feel the firmness and warmth of Ito Koshito's chest muscles. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her cheeks were hot, and her peach blossom eyes were watery.

As Ito Koshichi stood up, she gradually slid down, feeling an even more indescribable heat, and had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck to avoid being completely penetrated.

Asou Miyuki, blushing, wanted to escape Ito Koshitomo's clutches, but...

Suddenly, Miyuki Aso felt a soft, bouncy sensation, like a hot water bottle, on the back of her head.

Mustering her courage, she turned around and met Wu Jianxia's misty eyes.

got windy.

The evening breeze boldly lifted the pure white curtains and rushed into the small rented room.

Under the light, strands of hair falling across her cheeks were lifted, and a strange and alluring light shone in Wujianxia's eyes.

"Miss Miyari, you can't escape now...?"

Warm breath, carrying a faint fragrance, lingered around Aso Miyuki's ear.

My mind and body seemed to be enveloped in wisps of heat; the Miyuki had been sunk.

Chapter 126 Hot Girl

In the afternoon.

The sky is no longer the pale blue of the morning, nor has it lost the scorching white light of midday; instead, it has turned into a soft, warm golden hue.

The sun hangs low on the horizon, seemingly whispering intimately to the horizon; its radiance is no longer dazzling, but gently caresses everything on earth.

The bright sunshine bathed everything in a golden glow. However...

In a hotel not far from the school, the suite, which should have been well-lit, was shrouded in darkness. Layers of curtains were drawn, blocking out the sunlight, making it feel like night.

"Hey, hey, Zhi! How could you skip class without a reason! Come back to class right now!"

On the bedside table was a cell phone. Kyoko Tsukishima's magnetic voice came from the other end of the line. Her voice was no longer as cold and aloof as before; her words were filled with anger.

"I didn't condone you becoming a bad student who skips classes!"

"Ah Zhi! Did you hear me! Give it to me..."

"Dududu-"

In the faculty office, sunlight streamed across Kyoko Tsukishima's beautiful legs, which were clad in black stockings, giving them an alluring sheen.

At this moment, waves were rolling on her plump, black-stockinged thighs; she was shaking her legs restlessly.

"Damn it, he hung up on me!"

With a face as cold as ice, Kyoko Tsukishima was so angry she wanted to bite her teeth.