The Underworld, Starting with Debt

"Zhi-kun, I remember you were specially recruited, right...?"

Ito Koshito stood there, stunned, as if the sounds around him were becoming blurred.

His mind was already clouded by the even more beautiful scenery, and he was feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Naoko Daimon's office lady short skirt fit her perfectly, the form-fitting fabric clinging tightly to her round and perky peach-like breasts.

At this moment, she raised her right leg high and stepped on Ito Koshito's chest, the ripe peach seemingly about to burst the fabric of her short skirt.

The short skirt only covered part of her thighs, and because it was so conspicuous, she was forced to roll it up a bit, naturally revealing what lay beneath to Ito Koshino's eyes.

A captivating purple.

'I never imagined that the chairperson, who seems so arrogant and aloof, would be so bold and alluring inside.'

His scattered thoughts suddenly came together, making him even more disoriented, and Ito Kozue's eyes became slightly dazed.

"...You don't want to fail to graduate, do you?"

When he came to his senses, Ito Koshi could only hear this one sentence.

"Chairman..."

With his peach blossom eyes slightly watery and his silent silence, Ito Koshito's behavior was interpreted by Daimon Naoko as fear, which stirred even more turmoil within her.

Her plump, fleshy thighs pressed forward even harder, the soles of her high heels ravaging Ito Koshiji's chest.

"Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Seeing that Ito Koshitomo only said "Chairman" and then did nothing more, Daimon Naoko increased the pressure on her legs, wanting to hear more of Ito Koshitomo's "screams".

Her fair thighs, in the dim light, were as delicate as snow. Although she was already a woman in her forties, Naoko Daimon's skin was not as elastic and firm as a young girl's.

She ravaged Ito Koshito, and as she shook him, fleshy ripples appeared on his soft, fleshy thighs.

It looks like you could sink right in with a gentle pinch, making you want to take a bite.

Ito Koshito reluctantly turned away from the scenery on his lap and looked at Daimon Naoko. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes revealed pleasure and intoxication.

It's like a child getting a beloved toy, playing with it wantonly, and then being unable to resist destroying it.

Something's wrong. The chairman's behavior is extremely off.

Ito Koshitoshi knew that Daimon Naoko had just been wronged by her husband and son. He had guessed that she might either fly into a rage or swallow her anger.

But no one could have imagined that Naoko Daimon would do something like this.

Ito Koshito had a premonition that if he didn't cooperate with her now, something bad might happen.

"Chairman, I... I want to graduate smoothly."

Her soul trembled, and Naoko Daimon let out a long breath, her eyes glistening with seductive allure.

She slowly pulled her thigh back, just as Ito Koshino thought it was over.

Suddenly, Naoko Daimon's beautiful face gradually approached him, and a faint scent of women's perfume wafted to his nose.

"Li, Chairman?"

Seeing Ito Koshito's bewildered expression, Daimon Naoko felt a chill run down her spine.

She leaned on Ito Koshichi's shoulder, breathing warm air into his ear. The scent of her perfume became even stronger, and a faint, mature fragrance wafted into his nose.

Naoko Daimon spoke in a softer, more alluring tone than she had ever imagined before: "Then... be a good girl and do as I say."

Naoko Daimon's words were like a spell, her fragrance like a magic potion, her mature charm making Ito Koshito's heart race, and he struggled slightly, feigning composure.

"Chairman..."

Naoko Daimon's smile widened even more.

'Yes, that's it, that's the style!'

"Ito Koshizhi!"

With a sharp cry, Daimon Naoko pinched Ito Koshito's chin, slightly adjusted her position, and pressed her large, peach-like breasts against Ito Koshito's thigh.

"Didn't I just say you have to do what I say?"

As Daimon Naoko spoke, her hands were still restless, reaching out to touch Ito Koshito's abs, then trying to climb up, stopping at his thick pectoral muscles.

Their eyes met at close range, and Ito Koshitoki bit his lower lip and turned his face away.

Naoko Daimon was very pleased with herself and used her hand, which was holding his chin, to forcefully turn his face back.

"Think it through. Right now, we're alone in this room, a man and a woman. I have power, while you're all alone."

"You don't want to be arrested as a criminal later, do you?"

Naoko Daimon could clearly sense that Ito Koshitomo's slight resistance was gradually disappearing.

She buried her face in his neck, the round, prominent Adam's apple on his long neck looking exceptionally sexy. With a gentle nip, Naoko Daimon could feel it deeply. Ito Kozue's body stiffened abruptly, all resistance vanishing without a trace.

Naoko Daimon looked up and smiled gently, "Cooperate with me well, and you'll be rewarded in the future."

Slap me, then give me a treat.

Only in this way will Ito Koshitomo obediently cooperate with his subsequent, even more excessive "torture."

"I understand, Chairman."

Ito Koshito pretended to be aggrieved, like a shy big boy, yielding to the chairman's silver-tongued power.

The voice was intermittent and sounded aggrieved.

"Chairman, please, please don't label me a criminal and send me to jail."

"Good boy/girl, as long as you behave well."

Naoko Daimon leaned in and kissed Kozue Ito.

Her mature and voluptuous figure was on display as she embraced and passionately kissed Ito Koshitoki...

'That girl named Shiina Chizuru must be his girlfriend... So innocent, she probably hasn't even kissed him yet.'

During this time, Ito Kozue's eyes were filled with panic, which further aroused Daimon Naoko's playful heart, and she thought about it carefully.

With the internet so developed now, the "yellow-haired" meme has been circulating online for a long time. Previously, Naoko Daimon was completely unaware of this.

but now......

Having grasped the mindset of the blond-haired guy, Naoko Daimon suddenly realized: being blond-haired is so exhilarating!

Seemingly genuinely regarding Ito Koshitomo as a naive and innocent young man, Daimon Naoko supported the back of his head, guiding him with her limited experience.

"Well--"

Ito Koshitomo's feelings were complicated; he found it quite interesting.

Turn offense into defense.

Even the domineering Kurashiki Reika was aware of his philandering ways, and during intimate moments, she wasn't always the one in control.

Now, Naoko Daimon seems to be treating him as a clueless boy who knows nothing, and is taking the initiative to teach him by example.

"Don't worry, as long as you behave well, I will treat you well."

Naoko Daimon's actions became increasingly unrestrained.

......

Chapter 132 The Overbearing Chairman

Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, spilling onto the tranquil campus.

The midday bell had just rung, and students poured out of their classrooms and scattered to all corners of the campus, leaving behind a moment of silence.

The trees on campus swayed in the breeze, their leaves rustling as if providing accompaniment to this languid moment.

Occasionally, a few small birds would fly by and perch on the branches. They seemed to be infected by the tranquility, ceasing their chirping and simply enjoying the sunshine.

In this tranquil campus, even the slightest noise seems to be amplified infinitely.

"Uh-uh-"

Thinking she could appease Ito Koshito and make him obedient, Daimon Naoko became increasingly unscrupulous.

She didn't linger too long with Ito Koshi's warm lips, although the feeling of the kiss was very comfortable, as if she had returned to the sweet longing for love she had when she was young and naive.

However, her husband's years of neglect have made her distrust love. Now, all she wants to do is bully him, torment him, and listen to his "wailing" as he is forced to submit to her.

He parted his lips, and Naoko Daimon nuzzled his neck like a she-wolf, leaving her scent behind.

Feeling his body tremble from time to time, I felt a great sense of pleasure.

Reaching onto Ito Koshitomo's shoulder, Daimon Naoko suddenly bit him mercilessly, leaving a tooth mark on his tough skin.

She turned her head slightly to observe Ito Koshitoki's reaction, but their eyes met.

The office was dark, but Naoko Daimon could clearly see the panic and confusion in Koshitomo Ito's eyes.

Naoko Daimon smiled slightly, like a she-wolf about to hunt, exuding an aura of aggression.

With a slight effort, Naoko Daimon stood up from Ito Koshitomo's embrace.

Looking down at the disheveled Ito Koshito, the dim light in the darkness swirled beneath his disheveled collar, giving it a crystalline, faint glow.

Her heart burned even hotter. The sight of Ito Koshino being bullied by her made her even more aroused, and her destructive desires grew stronger.

Naoko Daimon bent down and pressed her palm against the back of Ito Koshito's head, pressing his face against her ample bosom, causing a large indentation in his red uniform.

"Well--"

"Hehe~ I'm afraid Yuezhi-kun has never experienced such a soft feeling before."

Naoko Daimon chuckled sweetly and asked.

Ito Koshito gently pushed against the chairman's soft waist. Her waist wasn't slender, and her abdomen had a soft, protruding belly that was irresistible.

Upon hearing this, Ito Koshito struggled to lift his head from his V-neck and shook his head without changing his expression.

'Chairman, is he... addicted to playing the blond guy?'

"Hehe~ Still such an innocent young man, I really miss him..."

Suddenly, Naoko Daimon felt an impulse surge within her.