The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Perhaps due to years of inactivity and a pampered lifestyle, Huang Liuhua's waist was a bit plump, with fat slightly protruding in her abdomen. However, her skin was still as delicate as a young girl's, with fine beads of sweat on it, and the smell of sweat mixed with the fragrance of a mature woman was unusually strong in this cramped space.

Ito Koshitomo sniffed twice: 'The scent of the sea…'

That makes sense. Island nations are surrounded by the sea; when the weather is hot, the seawater evaporates and is carried by the sea breeze to the land, so it's normal for the air to be thick with the smell...

Speaking of which, this island nation, with its abundant marine resources, has all kinds of seafood. Ito Koshitoshi has no other hobbies but enjoys eating seafood, and his favorite is abalone.

Plump and juicy.

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"Click"

After Louisa left the office, Huang Liuhua slightly loosened her voluptuous thighs from Ito Etsutoshi's grasp, giving him a disgruntled glare:

"Look how impatient you are, your eating manners are really unseemly."

"Hey hey hey."

Ito Koshitoshi couldn't refute it; when faced with his favorite food, he always wolfed it down and slurped it down with gusto.

"Did you hear that? You have to come to St. Hua Academy after school tomorrow."

"understood."

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The next day, unfortunately, the weather was not good. The sky was overcast and gloomy, and there was a possibility of a heavy rainstorm at any time.

As they arrived at the entrance of St. Hua Academy, muffled thunder rumbled through the dark sky.

Suddenly, as if a pillar of water were poured down from the sky, a crashing sound echoed throughout the city.

Everything around seemed to have turned into a world of rain, instantly soaked by the rain.

Ito Koshitoshi was no exception; before he could even react, he was soaked to the bone.

"**** Island... the Oriental vulgarity of Mandarin."

The heavy rain did not stop because of Ito Koshitomo's angry outburst; on the contrary, it became even more intense and fierce.

Helpless, Ito Koshitoshi had no choice but to ask Korokuka if she had any clothes to change into.

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 Rikka: [You go ahead first. There's a bathroom in that room; I'll bring it to you later.] (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.

The torrential rain pounded on the cold cement floor, splashing up tiny droplets of water. The intense sound of the rain entered the bathroom, mingling with the spray of water from the showerhead, echoing in Ito Koshino's ears and blurring his senses. He closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the cleansing of the cool water.

"call--"

"so comfortable."

Drying her hair, Ito Koshiki stepped out of the bathroom, taking off all her wet clothes except for a scarf tied around her waist. The gentle breeze from the rain blew in through the window, and Ito Koshiki felt refreshed and comfortable all over.

"Click"

"Hey......"

Drying her hair, Ito Koshito looked towards the door. The doorknob turned, and before the door was even opened, a haughty and clear voice eagerly rang out.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the bright incandescent light in the room fell on Louisa's delicate face, making her long golden hair shine and adding an exotic touch to her already charming appearance.

However, at this moment, her confident expression froze, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Shining brightly, Ito Koshito's muscles were as perfect as a sculpture, with every tendon and muscle clearly visible, like a work of art.

Water droplets slid down his neck, over his strong shoulders, and down the curve of his biceps. His chest muscles were firm and powerful; the water droplets lingered there for a moment before continuing down, flowing over his eight-pack abs, each one seemingly meticulously sculpted.

His waist was taut and strong, and the water droplets swirled there, as if admiring his perfect physique. Then, they continued downwards, flowing over his firm thighs, sliding down the lines of his calves, and finally dripping onto the floor.

The muscles, a perfect blend of strength and beauty, were reflected in Louisa's pupils, leaving her somewhat mesmerized.

"Gulu~"

Louisa's heart skipped a beat, and a blush appeared on her pale, delicate face at a visible speed.

'Good, so strong...'

"President Louisa, my name is Ito Koshitomo. I look forward to working with you from now on."

Ito Koshito calmly continued wiping his hair, speaking softly to the beautiful Western girl before him.

"You! What are you doing! Why aren't you dressed!"

Louisa's voice rose several times, her tone slightly flustered, and her delicate and beautiful face was flushed red as if it were about to bleed. "No, don't think you can seduce me. Let me tell you, no man is any good."

Seeing Louisa's flustered and shy appearance, Ito Koshino scratched his head in confusion.

"President Louisa, my current identity is 'Secret Boyfriend,' isn't my presence here exactly what you requested?"

"Also, I came here in the pouring rain, and my clothes are all soaked."

"oh oh."

Louisa pursed her lips, turned around and rubbed her burning cheeks, took a deep breath, and shifted her gaze to the other side to avoid looking directly at Ito Koshitoshi again.

But she couldn't help but steal a glance at him, and when she saw his water droplets appearing and disappearing in the hazy curves, she quickly looked away.

"You, you should get dressed first..."

"President Louisa, didn't I say that your clothes are wet?"

"Oh......"

Louisa's voice was no longer as assertive as before; she responded with a muffled groan.

"..."

An eerie silence fell over the room. Ito Koshitoki stood there, gazing at Louisa's voluptuous figure.

Perhaps because Louisa was of mixed race, she was taller and more voluptuous than the girls from the island. Her impressive figure made her dark blue uniform bulge, and her chubby, soft flesh around her waist was inadvertently revealed.

Ito Koshito's gaze lingered on her waist; it was chubby and looked like she didn't exercise much, so it must be very soft to hug.

Ito Koshito gazed quietly at Louisa, just in time to catch her averting gaze.

I couldn't help but recall the conversation I overheard last night.

Let him come to school. Let's get straight to the point. I don't like pointless, time-wasting dates.

'President Louisa is usually a decisive person; is her expression suggesting I should take the initiative...?'

'He's just a man, albeit one with some flair... Louisa, don't be fooled by his appearance!'

Louisa gently put down her bag full of yen, took another deep breath, and murmured with her full red lips.

'Hmm? Does this mean I can begin?'

Looking at Louisa, who had relaxed, and the way she put down her bag, Ito understood.

After placing the hair towel down, Ito Koshito stepped forward to Louisa.

Louisa glanced once more at Ito Koshito's muscles and couldn't help but marvel at the man's strength.

"Ito......"

"President Louisa, I understand."

Ito Koshito placed his hand on Louisa's shoulder and said softly.

"Huh? What do you know?"

Louisa blinked, a look of confusion in her eyes, and looked at Ito Kozue with curiosity.

"I understand your idea."

"Do you understand what I mean...?"

Louisa murmured softly.

"Understand? Does he really want to cooperate with me and testify before the media about the school's absurd system?"

"Really, really?"

Louisa pursed her lips, her emerald-green eyes shimmering with emotion, and asked with slight excitement.

Ito Koshichi remained silent. His warm, damp hand gently stroked Louisa's back, causing her to tense up involuntarily.

"you you......"

'As expected, it's not that simple.'

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, Ito Koshiki lifted Louisa's chin, his handsome face magnified in her eyes, and his cool lips pressed against hers. The light kiss slowly turned into a lingering one, and Louisa's eyes widened.

'Ugh... So they really were after me. Hmm... no, I can't help it, it's for the school...'

Louisa's thick, golden eyelashes trembled slightly, and she felt her cheeks burning. A blush crept up her ears and stained half of her neck red.

She closed her eyes and unconsciously wrapped her arms around Ito Kozue's waist, responding to him willingly.

Looking at Louisa, whose face was flushed and who looked charming and alluring, Ito Koshito unconsciously swallowed.

His breathing became heavier, and he wrapped his arms around her soft waist, pulling Louisa even closer to him.

Feeling their chests pressed together, feeling Ito Kozue's heavy, rapid breathing, Louisa's heartbeat gradually became erratic.

'It seems...it's not bad...'

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"Hu-hu-"

I heard rapid, frequent breathing coming from beside my ear.

Louisa's face was flushed, and she gripped Ito Kozue's strong arms tightly with both hands, the veins on her slender arms bulging.

'What just happened...? How could she surrender to this man...?'