The Underworld, Starting with Debt

'I really want to see what happens when this well-behaved student goes astray~'

Suddenly, Naoko Daimon shoved Ito Koshitomo onto the sofa, her previous gentle demeanor completely gone.

Staring at Ito Koshito's astonished gaze, Naoko bent down, took off her high heels, and stepped on his abs.

In her view, being trampled underfoot by men or women is the greatest insult.

"Hehe~ Don't move around!"

......

"Bag! Bag!"

The gatekeeper stormed out of the administration building in a rage, the red handprint on his face particularly noticeable, the stinging sensation still lingering.

"Snapped"!

The gatekeeper lifted his foot and kicked away the unsightly stone by the roadside.

"asshole!"

He cursed loudly, his anger making him forget his place.

"That old woman must be going through menopause."

After a while, Daimon Ryūki calmed down a bit, but still scoffed and started making fun of her mother.

He reached into his pocket, as if pulling out a cigarette to ease his mind.

"Huh? Where are my cigarettes? My phone is gone too."

I touched myself all over, but there was nothing there.

"This is so annoying, it must have been left in Mom's office."

Frustrated, he tugged at his hair and thought to himself, "Without a phone, how am I going to get through my afternoon classes?"

Sleep? He slept enough this morning.

"Sigh—I think I should go back. At worst, I'll get another scolding from my mom."

Having made up his mind, Da Menlu turned around and walked back to the administration building, heading towards the chairman's office.

......

"Pat-pat, pat..."

As they got closer to the office, the doorman slowed his pace.

'Or maybe we should just forget about it?'

Remembering his mother Naoko Daimon's furious outburst, Daimon Ryūmaku felt a little intimidated.

"Well......"

A deep, muffled voice suddenly came from the office.

"Ok?"

The gatekeeper paused slightly, rubbed his ears, and looked around suspiciously.

The corridor was dappled with light and shadow, quiet and deserted.

"You must have misheard."

Muttering to himself, he finally decided to go inside and retrieve his phone, otherwise the afternoon would be too boring.

Anyway, this wasn't the first or second time he had angered his mother.

"Li, Chairman..."

Just as he was about to knock on the door, a voice came from inside again. This time, Daimon was certain that he hadn't misheard, and he recognized the person—Ito Koshitomo, whom he had met a few times before.

The gatekeeper paused, his pupils widening, feeling utterly bewildered.

What I said unintentionally has now come true!

My own mother actually fell for that pretty boy!

How can it be!

Although my mother values ​​high-achieving students, she has always felt a distance from men, and as her son, I can sense this to some extent.

Because that's how his relationship with his mother was—neither close nor distant, maintaining a certain distance.

but now……

Da Menlu stood blankly at the door; after all, the person inside was his mother.

His anger was rising, and he wanted to break down the door right now, curse the two of them, and beat Ito Koshitoshi to death.

However.......

A strange feeling welled up inside him, like a lurking giant python, tightly coiling around him and freezing him in place.

Is this novel feeling exciting or stimulating?

Even the gatekeeper couldn't explain it, but he seemed less sad and even a little happy.

Inside the door, Ito's breathing grew heavier, and Daimon Ryūmo's head felt even heavier, but his other head was even more... alert.

"Perhaps I'm sick..."

......

The two were unaware of what was happening outside.

Even with the air conditioning on, the temperature inside the room was still rising, and the office was filled with a romantic atmosphere.

"Chairman, please don't do this."

Ito Koshiki grasped Naoko Daimon's outstretched ankle, turning his head to the side as if shy about her daring display of her youthful exuberance.

Her plump, straight legs were slightly bent, fair and soft, with slightly upturned insteps. Her translucent skin was painted with light pink nail polish, making her feet even more perfect.

Naoko Daimon squinted her eyes, stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, her cheeks flushed slightly, showing that she was extremely happy at the moment.

Naoko Daimon feigned anger and scolded.

"Ito Koshitoshi, are you going to resist?"

Ito Koshito stared intently at the blush spreading across her beautiful face. Seemingly frightened by his fierce gaze, she released her grip.

"Humph."

Naoko Daimon leaned back slightly, making the large breasts she held in front of her chest stand even more erect and imposing.

'It seems I still need to offer some incentives to keep her from resisting me too much...'

With her eyes slightly lowered, Naoko Daimon sized up Kozue Ito and suddenly laughed.

Teenagers in their teens are full of vigor and passion; no matter how much their minds resist, their bodies will still tell the truth.

Her beautiful eyes, frameless and sparkling, were even more captivating. Naoko Daimon pursed her lips, thinking of her husband.

'Since my husband is so promiscuous, I don't need to stay by his side. From now on, we'll each live our own lives.'

After a moment's thought, the hesitation and uncertainty I felt when doing something like this for the first time vanished completely.

'No matter what, let's deal with this guy first!'

Naoko Daimon bent down, placing her hands on either side of Koshitomo Itō.

The snow-white curved surface, pulled by gravity, slips down from the V-neck, creating a beautiful scene of being half-hidden and half-revealed.

Ito Koshito's breathing gradually became rapid, his eyes kept changing, and his body tensed up.

Naoko Daimon smiled alluringly, slowly extending her jade-like arm to caress his neck. Her full, red lips brushed close to Ito Koshitomo's ear, and she whispered seductively:

"Now, I'm going to eat you."

......

Outside the office, the sun shone brightly, like a glamorous woman dancing gracefully, caressing the flushed face of the door curtain.

The gatekeeper clenched his fists tightly, his breathing became more rapid, his eyes revealed confusion and longing, and his lips were chapped.

An hour has passed, and lunch break is over.

The doorman still stood at the entrance. Inside the office, his mother's voice was so charming and cheerful. In the past, he could hardly imagine his mother making such a sound.

However, now...

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The doorman's heart was pounding wildly, and his handsome face was flushed red.

"That bastard Ito Koshitoshi!"

With a dry mouth and throat, the doorman felt around the door, carefully searching, hoping to peek through the crack into the office.

"Li, Chairman..."

"Open your eyes and look at me!"

"..."

Listening to the ambiguous conversation inside, which sounded like that of a couple, the man behind the door felt even more confused and excited.

Another ten minutes passed.

In the azure sky, fluffy white clouds drifted lazily, suddenly startled away by a loud shout.

The midday tranquility was broken.

Standing at the entrance, the hand that had been hanging limply at some point suddenly clenched into a fist with that alluring shout, emitting a muffled groan...

"Um......"

"..."

"I...I really am sick..."

Chapter 133 Heading to the Yamada Family

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