The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Braving the sweltering summer heat, Ito Koshito first went to his rented room to pick up his camera, and then slowly walked to Yamada Yumiko's house.

When they arrived at the Yamada residence, Ito Koshitomo's body was greasy, with beads of sweat trickling down his body.

"Ding-dong-"

He pressed the doorbell of the Yamada family's house, and soon the door opened for Ito Koshitomo. A cool, damp breeze wafted in, carrying a faint fragrance.

A towel was coiled on her head, a few strands of damp hair clung to her delicate forehead, her pretty oval face was wet, her cherry lips were red, and her eyes were watery and soft, as if they could drip water at any moment.

Clearly, Yumiko Yamada was washing her hair, and perhaps she hadn't had a chance to shower yet because of Ito Koshitomo's arrival.

Her fair skin was covered in beads of sweat, and her delicate collarbones were faintly visible, making her look sexy and alluring.

The simple short-sleeved T-shirt clung tightly to her voluptuous body, the black outline of her breasts faintly visible beneath the white fabric, unintentionally revealing a mature charm that ignited a surge of male hormones.

"Ah Zhi, what brings you here!"

Upon suddenly seeing Ito Koshitomo, Yamada Yumiko felt a surge of excitement and surprise.

Her ample bosom swayed slightly with her quickened breathing, the white waves making Ito Koshino feel a little dizzy.

Chapter 134 Wrestling Benefits

"Ah Zhi, what brings you here!"

Her soft voice suddenly rose, waking Ito Koshichi from his gradual descent into despair. His eyes lingered on her snowy skin beneath the T-shirt, and he looked up at her alluring face, raising the camera in his hand.

"Yumiko-nee, do you still remember our promise?"

Ito Koshito's gaze was intense, which Yamada Yumiko naturally noticed. She glanced at him discreetly and then realized that her clothes had become transparent due to the water.

A faint blush spread across her pretty face. For some unknown reason, Yamada Yumiko did not cover up the glimpse of her cleavage, but instead hoped that the burning gaze would linger on her for a longer time.

Yumiko Yamada blinked her beautiful eyes gently, a hint of shyness in her eyes. The beauty mark at the corner of her lips added to her charm. She parted her pink lips slightly:

"Of course, of course I haven't forgotten."

Yumiko Yamada stepped aside and opened the door.

"Ah Zhi, come in first, it's too hot outside."

"Well, excuse me."

Inside the house, the air conditioner was on. Stepping into the living room, a blast of cool air hit me, and a refreshing breeze brushed my cheeks, dispelling the heat from outside. Ito Etsushi let out a comfortable sigh.

"Ah Zhi, wait a minute. I just did a thorough cleaning of the house, and now I'm all sticky and dirty."

Yumiko Yamada brought a glass of ice water from the kitchen and handed it to Koshitomo Ito.

"Let me take a bath first."

"Thank you."

Taking the glass from Yamada Yumiko, Ito Koshitoshi took two sips, and the cool sensation immediately spread throughout his body, invigorating him considerably.

"Yumiko-nee, you go ahead, I'll get the camera set up first."

"it is good."

Yumiko Yamada nodded slightly and quickly walked into the bathroom.

In the weeks since Kato Mio gave Ito Koshito the camera, Ito Koshito has also looked up some camera tips online and learned them, but he hasn't put them into practice yet.

With his camera in hand, Ito Koshitoshi wandered around the house, occasionally snapping photos of certain objects.

As he passed the cabinet in the living room, Ito Koshitoshi couldn't help but pause slightly in surprise.

There was still a book on the shelf. Ito Koshichi picked it up and flipped through it. It was still a doujinshi/erotic magazine, but it wasn't the one Ito Koshichi had looked at last time.

The female lead is cosplaying as Minamoto no Yorimitsu (Fate), and it's a forced series.

The story is about a cosplayer who hires a photographer to take photos at her home. The photographer, lusting after her, assaults her. The cosplayer initially resists but eventually becomes more proactive...

Looking around, Ito Koshitoshi had a strange sense of déjà vu.

Shaking his head, he continued to wander around the house. When he arrived at the entrance, he noticed that the shoes were scattered around. Ito Kozue felt a little uncomfortable, frowned, and squatted down by the shoe cabinet.

The shoe cabinet is designed to open from both sides, with a small gap revealing plenty of space inside. After thinking for a moment, Ito Koshito took his shoes and placed them in the shoe cabinet.

There were several pairs of shoes in the shoe cabinet, mostly canvas shoes, sneakers, and leather shoes, but on the very top of the cabinet was a pair of exquisite purple pointed high heels.

"Yes, we must make sure Yumiko-nee wears it for the photoshoot later..."

......

......

A misty steam slowly rose from the bathroom, and bright sunlight shone through the cracks in the window, mingling with the steam, making everything seem so dreamlike.

"Crash-"

Yumiko Yamada half-closed her eyes, her fair and slender arms resting on the wall covered with water droplets, her large, full breasts rising and falling slightly with her breath, and her long, straight legs tightly crossed.

Her skin was as white as jade, crystal clear, and incredibly smooth. Warm water poured over her body, the water mixed with the foam of shower gel, slowly flowing into the sewer.

As time passed, Yumiko Yamada slowly opened her hazy eyes, lowered her head, and gracefully curved her slender, fair neck into a perfect arc. She gently bit her pink lips, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and finally regained focus.

At that moment, a familiar, handsome male face involuntarily appeared in her mind.

"Hey--"

With a soft sigh, Yumiko Yamada gazed at the hazy mirror. Her slender index finger ran through her wet hair, the smooth chestnut strands clinging to her body, perfectly showcasing the voluptuous charm of a mature woman.

These days, she has been looking forward to seeing Ito Koshito again. Perhaps it was loneliness, but she has been looking forward to wearing beautiful clothes for him to see, hoping that someone can appreciate her beauty.

However, we haven't received any news yet...

Am I really not attractive?

As she gently touched her face, Yumiko Yamada looked at herself in the mirror and murmured to herself, she began to doubt her own charm again.

Haunted by doubts about whether she was past her prime, Yumiko Yamada didn't dare to contact Koshito Ito. In fact, Yumiko Yamada was only 30 years old, the time when a woman is at her most charming and attractive.

Her husband neglected her, and she was alone at home, feeling lonely and restless. So she read through all the fan fiction books and magazines that her husband had treasured.

I thought it would alleviate my loneliness, but the more I looked at it, the emptier I felt, and even the sheets got quite dirty.

That's why we're doing a thorough cleaning today.

After turning off the shower and drying herself off, Yumiko Yamada reached for the basket in the changing room.

"Hey?"

I touched it again.

"Oh no! I forgot to bring my clothes in!"

Yumiko Yamada gasped in surprise.

Her face was flushed, and she was a little flustered. Fortunately, she usually put her bath towels in a basket after washing and drying them, so she quickly put the bath towel over herself.

"What should we do...? Should we ask A-Zhi to bring it over?"

Clutching her small hand, placing it on the heavy, snow-white curved surface, feeling her rapidly pounding heart, Yumiko Yamada pondered conflictedly.

After hesitating for a moment, Yumiko Yamada decided to make the trip herself.

In her wardrobe was her newly bought lingerie cosplay outfit. She didn't know what came over her that day, but on a whim, she bought the same cosplay outfit as Minamoto no Yorimitsu (Fate) from a magazine.

"Click"

Yumiko Yamada quietly opened the door and peeked into the living room. The living room was quiet, and Koshito Ito was nowhere to be seen.

Taking a deep breath, Yumiko Yamada squeezed her entire body out of the door and tiptoed towards the bedroom with trepidation.

The golden sunlight, as the sun drew closer to the west, softened its intense rays, casting a gentle glow on Yumiko Yamada's fair, rosy skin exposed to the air. It made her skin appear as if it were bathed in a luminous sheen, radiant and alluring.

"Snap~"

Slightly damp feet inevitably made a soft sound as they stepped on the cool floor.

The pristine white bath towel barely covered part of her plump thighs, revealing her long, straight, and fair legs, and her shapely, rounded buttocks, which were partially visible as she moved.

Yumiko Yamada took careful steps forward, afraid of making the slightest noise and attracting the attention of Koshitomo Ito.

"Sister Yumiko..."

However, things didn't go as planned; what you fear most is what's most likely to happen.

With a soft call, a fiery gaze fell upon Yamada Yumiko, instantly making her blush with embarrassment. Her snow-white skin flushed pink, and she wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground immediately.

"Ah, Ah Zhi..."

Ito Koshi gazed at Yamada Yumiko's back. Her chestnut hair cascaded over her fair and delicate shoulders, and her beautiful back swayed gracefully with curves that extended to her waist. Her body then curved into an exaggerated fullness, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.

It felt as if a furnace had been poured into his throat. Ito Koshitomo felt that every breath he took was unusually hot, spreading to his entire body and causing an unbearable heat to circulate.

Hearing the sound, Yumiko Yamada was so embarrassed that she wanted to run away. She had just lifted her foot when she stepped on the slippery water stains on the ground and fell backward due to inertia.

"Ah?"

Strands of hair brushed against her cheeks as Yumiko Yamada felt herself falling backward, still not quite realizing what was happening.

"boom!"

Just as they were about to hit the ground, Ito Koshito rushed over and used himself as a cushion to catch the falling Yamada Yumiko in his arms.

"Yi Die".

Even with Ito Koshito acting as a buffer, the impact of her soft, delicate body crashing into his hard muscles still caused Yamada Yumiko to let out a cry of pain.

The bath towel wrapped around her body also fell away with a sound, and her graceful and alluring body pressed against Ito Koshino, appearing half-hidden in his eyes.

Yumiko Yamada instinctively rubbed her sore buttocks, but instead touched Ito Koshito's hard abdominal muscles. She was slightly taken aback, then turned around in his arms and looked at Ito Koshito with concern.

"Ah Zhi, are you alright? Where does it hurt?"

With her eyebrows furrowed and her cherry-like lips pursed, Yumiko Yamada's pretty face was filled with worry as she touched herself up and down, as if trying to find out where the bruise was.

"Huh? I'm fine..."

Ito Koshiki shook his head slightly and said that his gaze was always drawn to the ample bosom of Yamada Yumiko, as if it were glued to her and he couldn't look away.

Noticing Ito Koshito's burning gaze, Yamada Yumiko looked down and saw her exposed chest. Her face flushed, and her heart raced. She felt a temperature she had never experienced before, a strange yet thrilling feeling spreading from her heart throughout her body. This feeling brought her joy and made her infatuated.

"Ah Zhi, if there's nothing else, could you let go of me? My clothes are in my room..."