The Underworld, Starting with Debt

She exhaled softly from her cherry-like lips, the girl's delicate fragrance mingling with her warmth, unknowingly drifting from her neck to Ito Koshino's face, spraying onto his lips.

"Well......"

The girl's kiss, like her personality, was passionate and unrestrained.

Ito Kozue couldn't help but raise his arms to wrap around Kato Mio's slender waist, responding to the girl's enthusiasm and feeling her warm embrace and passionate kiss.

A few minutes later, Kato Mio let go on her own, smacked her lips, and chuckled.

"So this is what a kiss feels like? It's really nice. Hmm, looks like I can relieve stress well even without a minibus..."

"What does this have to do with Ba?"

The fiery emotion still lingered in his eyes. It was only when Kato Mio mentioned Kisaragi Tomoe that Ito Koshito realized that Kisaragi Tomoe was still in the room.

"Hehe, well, I've never experienced that kind of thing before, so how would I know if it's comfortable or not? That's why... I called Xiao Ba over to keep me company."

"As a side dish..."

"Hehe, if someone's watching me, hmm~"

......

"Mi-o, that's so lewd..."

The frameless glasses rested on her straight nose, and through the clear lenses, her eyes, like moonlight rippling with spring water, shimmered with a dreamy light. She spat lightly, but her eyes remained fixed on them.

"Zhi-kun~ wait a minute, let me turn around."

With a graceful twist of her supple waist, Kato Mio nimbly flipped over, sitting with her back to Ito Koji in his lap, facing Kisaragi Tomoe.

At this moment, Kisaragi Tomoe could also see Kato Mio's expression. Her delicate little hands couldn't help but clench the hem of her skirt, her heart suddenly raced, her face flushed, and even the roots of her ears turned crimson.

"Minibus~"

She called out sweetly, her voice filled with intense allure.

Kisaragi pursed her lips tightly. It was the first time she had ever seen her tomboyish friend display such a feminine and alluring expression.

"Little Ba, weren't you always curious about whether what the book said was true? It's... just like what the book says, hmm~"

Kisaragi Tomoe glared fiercely at Kato Mio, then tightly covered her eyes, but the large crack between her fingers seemed like a self-deception.

"Don't tell me that, I'm not interested!"

Although Kisaragi Tomoe verbally refuted him forcefully, her slowly lowered hands betrayed her true feelings.

"Misaki, how could you bully Tomoe?"

Suddenly, Ito Koshi interrupted, accusing the malicious Kato Mio.

After the goods were shipped out, Ito Koshi decided to have a serious talk with Kato Mio, to have a heart-to-heart talk with her, and to make her understand that she cannot bully Kisaragi Tomoe like this.

"Well!"

Kato Mio tilted her head back sharply, sighing involuntarily, deeply feeling Ito's forceful attitude.

"What are you doing? How could you ambush me like that? Taking advantage of my weakness."

A tempting blush spread across her pretty face, and Kato Mio could no longer maintain her calm and composed expression. Even the mischievous smile that had been teasing Kisame-ba disappeared from her lips. She bit her lip tightly, on the verge of tears, and glared reproachfully at Ito Kozue.

"Hmph~ I hate bullying the weak the most, I despise it!"

Ito Koshitoshi raised an eyebrow and teased with a smile.

Kato Mio's face grew increasingly grim, her eyes darting upwards uncontrollably, her small tongue lolling out with her rapid breathing. She felt caught in a dilemma, her friend Kisaragi Tomoe witnessing her pathetic state, which only fueled her resentment towards Ito Eishi. She secretly resolved to fight him.

"Don't get cocky, it's still uncertain who will be defeated!"

Kato Mio launched a powerful attack, leaving Kato Mio utterly defeated.

......

Leaving aside Kato Mio's current state, Kisaragi Tomoe was in a completely different state. The blush on her cheeks had not yet faded, and her eyes were filled with tears. She seemed to have been shocked by Ito Koshino and the other two. Her delicate body slumped to the ground, looking dazed.

She tried to avoid it, but the intertwined, scorching breaths seemed like a whirlpool, slowly swallowing her little boat called reason.

A soft halo spread, softening all outlines and making everything appear blurry and mysterious, like the two figures reflected in the remaining shadows in the room, as seen in the moon's dreamy eyes.

Everything became hazy, as if in a dream, with only the figures in my eyes slowly twisting and overlapping into a painting...

......

"Little Bus, Little Bus!"

Night fell, a deep blue curtain enveloped the entire sky, and the city lights began to come on, adorned with neon signs.

As Yueba and Kato Mio sat together in the private car, the windows and glass curtain wall reflected dazzling neon lights. As the vehicle continued to move, the city at night was stretched into a flowing scroll of light.

"Huh? Mio, what's wrong?"

Kato Mio called out several times before Kisaragi Tomoe finally snapped out of her daze. Her face was already flushed, and even her neck had a blush.

"Haha~"

Kato Mio covered her mouth and chuckled, then looked at Kisaragi Tomoe, her face suddenly turning mischievous.

"Little Ba, are you thinking—"

Kato Mio deliberately dragged out her voice, making Kisaragi Tomoe anxious.

"I didn't!" Ruyue Ba retorted loudly, "I'm not curious about the filthy things between you and Zhijun!"

"Hahaha......"

Kato Mio reached out and stroked the tips of Kisaragi Tomoe's bright red ears, which were as hot as a furnace.

"I didn't say anything!"

snort! "

Asuka gave a coquettish laugh, turned her head to look out the window, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders, obscuring the blush on her cheeks, and she pretended to be indifferent.

Kato Mio smiled, but didn't tease Kisaragi anymore; she was very, very tired right now.

Inside the car, silence returned.

"...Miyo, could you lend me that maid outfit tomorrow?"

Chapter 148 The Occasion of Kisaragi Tomoe

The crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, braving the cold wind. Silver moonlight slants down like flowing water. Gentle breezes rustle the leaves, whispering of the tenderness of a summer night; cicadas chirp and sing, protesting the restlessness of summer.

Strands of moonlight, accompanied by the fluttering curtains, quietly entered the small rented room, illuminating the area where the lights were on for Ito Koshitoshi, who had just entered.

"Ta-da~~"

As soon as I sat down after turning on the lights, the vibration from my phone caught Ito Koshino's attention.

I swiped to unlock the screen and saw that the message from Line was from Hirokaku.

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.

Royal Six Flowers: [Xiao Zhi, you've fulfilled your final duty as the "secret boyfriend" today, haven't you?] (Read)

Ito Koshitomo: [Rokka-nee, how did you find out so quickly! (Surprised.jpg)] (Read)

Royal Rikka: [Hehe~ Let's not talk about that. Shizuka, come to the private Seiwa Academy after school tomorrow afternoon. A new classmate needs you as her "secret boyfriend."] (Read)

Ito Koshitomo: [Okay, Rikka-nee. (?>?)]

Ito Koshitomo: [Um, Rikka-nee... it's been so long since we last met, I didn't know... hehe...] (Read)

Imperial Rikka: [Hehe~ What a lecherous brat!! But it really has been quite a while since we last met.] (Read)

Ito Koshitomo: [That...] (Read)

Royal Six Flowers: [What do you think?] (Read)

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.

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The horse galloped past the window, and time quickly passed to the afternoon of the next day.

Heading towards the private St. Hua Academy, a nationally renowned academy for noble girls, the students of St. Hua Academy are naturally all young ladies. Their dark blue pleated skirts sway in the summer breeze, and the beautiful scenery is made even more captivating by their long, white legs, which makes one admire their youthful vitality.

A warm breeze gently ruffled the stray hairs on Ito Koshito's forehead, and by the time he arrived at the back gate of the academy, he was already soaked with sweat.

In contrast to the hustle and bustle of the main gate, the back gate is quiet and deserted.

It's a little past 3 p.m. now. Although the heat from the sun is starting to wane, the heat that has been accumulating in the ground since early morning is still unbearable. Even if you seek shelter in the shade of a tree, just standing there quietly is still unbearably hot. It feels as if you are in a furnace, and beads of sweat keep running down your face.

Just then, he heard the sound of fallen leaves being trampled behind him, followed by a series of footsteps. Ito Koshitoshi turned around and saw a girl wearing a light pink dress and carrying a shoulder bag slowly walking towards him.

"bar?"

A look of surprise flashed across Ito Koshino's eyes, then he realized something.

"Ba, could it be today's...?"

"My secret boyfriend, please give me your guidance today."

"..."

"call--"

got windy.

A gentle breeze dispersed some of the summer heat, dappled sunlight danced, and ruffled Ito Koshito's messy bangs. Her clear eyes reflected Ruoyue's fair face, tinged with a faint blush, exuding a pure yet alluring charm.

"...Please give me your guidance."

......

It was the same hotel as yesterday. In the elevator, a faint light fell from the ceiling, blurring everything around them and even their thoughts. The two stood side by side in the corner of the elevator, silent. An awkward yet ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, like chocolate sauce, bittersweet and sticky.

"Ba, um..."

"Ding--"

The elevator doors opened, interrupting Ito Kozue's words. The girl quickly stepped out, her face flushed, and walked out first.

Ito Koshito smacked his lips and followed closely behind.

"Click"