The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Compared to the intense midday sun, the afternoon sun was slightly gentler. It took Ito Koshino an hour and a half to emerge from the chairman's office.

Standing at the doorway, with her head slightly turned to the side, one could vaguely see a few faint blushes on Naoko's snow-white skin, which was covered in sweat.

Noticing Ito Kozue's gaze, Daimon Naoko smiled, her eyes behind her glasses sparkling with allure. Her pink tongue traced from her right lip to her left, licking her full lips until they were as red and luscious as rose petals, as if she were still not satisfied.

Ito Koshito responded with a look of "fear," and quickly turned around and closed the door.

As the boy's tall figure disappeared from sight, Naoko Daimon's charming smile became even more alluring.

'Now I understand why my husband likes to keep a mistress.'

'It's really fun to bully a weak boy. If he showed an even more deranged, infatuated expression...'

As if she were imagining a beautiful scene, Naoko Daimon couldn't help but murmur softly, her voluptuous body trembling slightly, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.

Sunlight streamed through the gap in the drawn curtains, falling on Naoko's fair and plump thighs, the golden light swirling and reflecting a crystal-clear luster.

As soon as the door closed, the delicate expression that Ito Koshito had maintained on his face immediately relaxed. He smacked his lips and couldn't help but admire his own acting skills.

"If I were to become an actor, I would undoubtedly win the Oscar for Best Actor."

Feeling a little smug, Ito Koshitoshi took out his phone and checked his account balance.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand... five million yen! The chairman is so generous!"

Ito Koshitoshi, now scalded by a bucket of money, felt a burning desire to immediately open the door and return, so that Daimon Naoko could humiliate him to her heart's content.

However, if he does this, his image as a "pure and innocent boy" in the chairman's mind will likely be greatly diminished.

Unable to suppress her joy, Ito Koshitoshi walked downstairs with light steps.

Now, although some time has passed since the lunch break, if Ito Koshitoshi were to go back to class now, no one would suspect him if he made up an excuse that he wasn't feeling well.

It must be said that Naoko Daimon was quite restrained.

Upon arriving on the first floor, Ito Koshito was about to leave the administration building when suddenly a figure blocked his way.

The newcomer was none other than the gatekeeper, but he looked rather disheveled. His hair was wet, his flushed face was dotted with water droplets, and his sleeves and trousers were stained with dampness.

He was staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Damon-kun, is there something you need?"

Ito Koshi asked softly, in a very good mood, and didn't care about the provocation that Daimon Ryakumo had deliberately bumped into him earlier.

He's already his son, what's there to not forgive?

"Bagaya road!"

Without answering, Daimon Ryūmaku cursed angrily, clenched his fist, and charged forward, fiercely swinging it at Ito Etsutoshi's face.

Frowning, Ito Koshi dodged his attack without immediately retaliating, and asked:

"Damon-kun, what are you doing?"

"Baka, baka."

Daimon Ryūmaku was like a mad dog, ignoring Ito Etsutoshi's words and wildly swinging his fists.

With his brows furrowed even more, Ito Kozue slammed two fists into Daimon Ryosuke's abdomen, making him break out in a cold sweat, his face flushed red, and he cowered on the ground, unable to even stand.

"Damon-kun, have you calmed down yet?"

"Baka! I will definitely get my revenge on you."

The gatekeeper still stubbornly refused to speak and continued to curse.

It seems the blow was too light.

Ito Koshito remained expressionless and kicked him in the stomach again.

"I...wait—!"

The excruciating pain rendered the gatekeeper speechless, and he groaned and writhed.

Once he calmed down a bit, Ito Koshito clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, as if he were about to strike.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting."

"Can you speak properly?"

"Ok, Ok."

The gatekeeper answered hastily, saying he never wanted to experience that excruciating pain again.

Why are you stopping me?

"...What did you do in my chairman's office?"

'What are you doing? Of course, I'm doing...'

Of course, Ito Koshitoshi couldn't tell the truth; he said it without changing his expression.

"It's nothing, just cleaning."

"Then why stay for so long?"

"The faucet is clogged, and unclogging the pipes is a hassle. Okay, if you're just asking about these trivial things, I'll leave."

Knowing that too much talk leads to mistakes, Ito Koshino, not wanting to continue his conversation with Daimon Ryūsaku, was about to walk past him and leave.

"I heard it... Mom... is very excited..."

The voice from the gatekeeper was hoarse, but it subtly contained excitement.

The pain in her body was suddenly dispelled by a surge of excitement from the depths of her heart. Naoko Daimon propped herself up and looked at Ito Koshino's stiff back, her eyes gleaming with an inexplicable light.

"Ito Koshitoshi, you're my mother's kept man, aren't you?!"

For some reason, when Daimon Ryūsho said these words, he was not angry at all. Instead, he seemed to have a sense of pride in discovering the truth, and he became more and more excited as he spoke.

The sun was shining brightly, the leaves outside the building were rustling, and the administration building was quiet again.

"Chirp——"

The incessant chirping of cicadas in summer is particularly irritating.

Ito Koshito stood quietly, his eyes lowered, looking somewhat guilty and his thoughts in disarray.

However, a moment later, Ito Koshito realized something was wrong.

'Hmm? Why is Mom having an affair? And why is the gatekeeper so excited?'

With his lips pursed, Ito Koshitoshi had some guesses in his mind.

'Could it be that Daimon Ryakubaku, like Tsukishima Matsuichiro, has some kind of strange fetish?'

Turning around to examine the entrance hall, his face flushed red, a wide smile stretching from his lips to his ears, and a smug look in his eyes as he stared at Ito Kozue.

"Then why don't you just push the door open and interrupt us?"

Ito Koshitomo spoke softly.

"Uh......"

The doorman, who had been dancing with joy, abruptly stopped, stammering and unsure what to say.

"You must be excited too, eavesdropping outside the office."

"I...I didn't..."

The rebuttal is so futile.

"Heh~" Ito Koshichi chuckled dismissively, squatted down next to the gatekeeper, and whispered, "Chairman, she seems quite pleased!"

"Well......"

These words were like a bomb, instantly shattering the mental defenses of the gatekeeper. He let out a muffled groan that was hard to decipher, and his pants became even wetter.

Ito Koshino gave him a disgusted look and left without looking back.

"Heh~ Daimon, if you want to study more deeply, I suggest you read a few books, such as 'My Best Friend and My Mother' and 'Mother's Heartbreak'."

"Pat-pat, pat..."

In the empty office building, only one person, Lü Mu, sat blankly on the ground, lost in thought.

"I wonder if it would be more exciting with my girlfriend along..."

That's absolutely amazing.

......

Time flies by like a horse galloping past the window; in the blink of an eye, the afternoon classes were over.

Naoko Daimon didn't call Ito Koshito over, perhaps because she was worried that she might hurt this "pure-hearted boy" too much and that he might do something irrational.

Ito Koshito felt it was a pity, after all, the chairman was very generous, it was all about making money.

Looking at his phone, it was 3 o'clock. There was still plenty of time, and Ito Koshitoshi suddenly felt like he had nothing to do.

I propped my head up and stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds. One by one, my classmates left the classroom, either to go home or to participate in club activities.

A moment later, Ito Koshitoshi picked up his phone, opened Line, and checked his friends' updates.

"Huh? Yumiko-nee posted it too?"

Ito Koshito was somewhat surprised, as Yamada Yumiko rarely posted updates, averaging only one post every few months.

Click to take a look; it contains some everyday content.

Whether it's a photo of the room or a photo of the sheets drying on the balcony, without exception, they are all spotless.

——【Deep Room Cleaning】

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Hmm, let's go see Yumiko-nee. We agreed last time that we would ask her to be our model, but we haven't gone to see her yet."

Ito Koshito immediately decided that he needed to go back to his rented apartment to get his camera. Fortunately, Yamada Yumiko's apartment was not far from the rented apartment, so he didn't have to waste too much time traveling.

"Oh right, I haven't prepared any clothes yet..."

He scratched his head in frustration. Sure enough, without prior preparation, impulsive actions always seem hasty.

"Okay, let's just take some everyday photos first."

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