The Underworld, Starting with Debt

She was squatting down doing stretching exercises, and she looked agile and strong.

"Go Rina!"

Amidst the lively clamor, Tsubakizono Nina seemed to hear the encouragement of the three, and immediately saw the three waving their hands in the seats.

"Ogasa-san, Onai-chan, Shi-kun..."

As she whispered the names of the three people she cared about most, Tsubakizono Nina felt a surge of power coursing through her body.

"Please take your positions on your respective tracks."

The referee reminded her, and Tsubaki Nina looked away and took a deep breath.

"Everyone, get ready—"

"Snapped"

A gunshot rang out.

The wind was blowing against the current, and the surrounding scenery became blurred, as if it had been erased by a giant eraser.

In this chaos, only the red line at the finish line of the track shines like a lighthouse, guiding the way.

The wind whistled past her ears, and after a moment of blankness, Tsubaki Nina slowly came back to her senses; she had already crossed the red line.

First in the group.

"Zhi-kun, Uncle, look! Look! Rina is first in the group!"

In the audience, Yuna Tsubaki, who was standing close to Ito Koshitomo, shouted excitedly and shook Ito Koshitomo's arm vigorously with her little hands.

“Yes, Nina is really great.”

"Oh my, Yuna-chan, you get so easily excited. When will you be able to strategize like Uncle?"

Nearby, Aunt Mira breathed a soft sigh of relief and teased Yuna with a charming smile.

If it weren't for the fact that her hands, which were tightly gripping Ito Koshito's large hand, were sweating, her calm and composed demeanor would have made her appear to be a wise and confident sage.

It seems that Yuna's mischievous and cunning personality is indeed inherited from Aunt Mira.

"Ogasan!"

"Aunt Mira, Yuna, let's go see Nina first."

Ito Koshi gently patted Tsubakizō Yuna's head to soothe her excitement over the victory.

Amidst the surging crowd, Ito Koshi watched as the mother and daughter disappeared into the bustling flow of people, heading towards the backstage area.

He remained seated, both to reserve the spot and to avoid meeting Louisa and the others.

Aunt Mira had no idea that Ito Koshitomo was a "secret boyfriend" at Seika Academy. If he met Louisa and the others, they would definitely cling to him. If Aunt Mira saw this and found out something, she might break up with Sugorokuka.

......

......

As dusk fell, the sky gradually turned a deep color, and the rosy clouds, as thick as iron and lead, hung heavily on the horizon.

After watching the morning's match, Ito Koshitomo and Aunt Mira did not go back immediately.

Instead, he wandered around until sunset before returning home.

As for Yuna and Nina, they remained at school, since Nina had advanced and would continue the competition tomorrow.

"Zhi-chan, would you like Auntie to get you some?"

"No need, Aunt Mira."

The last rays of the setting sun struggled through the thick clouds, casting a faint yet warm glow.

The dim light fell on Ito Koshitoki, who was carrying large and small shopping bags.

"Taking good care of ladies is a gentleman's duty."

A gentle breeze brought a touch of coolness, ruffling the wisps of hair on Ito Koshito's forehead. Beads of sweat trickled down his handsome face, and Aunt Mira reached out to gently wipe them away.

She gazed gently at his smiling face, which was as radiant as the sun. Her deep blue eyes rippled with emotion, and her heart began to race.

'Those kids from back then have really grown up!'

......

dinner.

"Huh? Why are there three Shizu-chans?"

Under the warm light, Aunt Mila's skin appeared even smoother, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks, like peach blossoms gently caressed by a breeze, delicate and beautiful.

After drinking, Aunt Mira became a bit clingy. Her jade-like hands, as white as lotus roots, clung tightly to Ito Koshichi's clothes, and her loose t-shirt was casually draped over her shoulders, revealing her round, plump breasts, which seemed ready to pop out at any moment, causing Ito Koshichi's Adam's apple to bob.

"Aunt Mira, really, you drank so many cups."

Reaching out to embrace Aunt Mira's smooth, fragrant shoulders, Ito Koshito bent down and lifted her into his arms.

"Um... Zhi-chan..."

Feeling embraced by Ito Koshitomo, Aunt Mira let out a soft moan, her pretty face flushed.

After placing Aunt Mira on the sofa, Ito Koshitoshi turned around to clean up the mess on the table.

When I returned to the living room, Aunt Mila was fast asleep.

On the sofa, she lay on her side under the soft, warm yellow light, like a ripe fruit waiting to be tasted. Her long legs were gently together, cleverly concealed by a large white T-shirt, which lightly outlined her voluptuous curves, like ripples on water, captivating the heart. Her exposed skin shone with a delicate and alluring luster under the light, like fine wine, intoxicating and mesmerizing.

Ito Koshito only glanced at it once, but couldn't look away.

Driven by a restless desire, he slowly approached the sofa and reached out to touch her porcelain-white face.

At this moment, her almond-shaped eyes were half-closed, her cherry lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was even and long, like a lazy and harmless cat, her sleeping face serene, her pink neck elegantly tilted back.

His heart pounded wildly, and a faint, sweet fragrance wafted to his nose.

"Zhi-chan... um, not in that kind of place~"

A soft, murmured voice came from Aunt Mira's cherry-like mouth.

"Gulu——"

The summer night was very hot, and the air conditioning was on indoors, but it didn't seem to be very effective at cooling the room.

written request for leave

Brothers, I need a day off.

I've been staying up late a lot lately, and I feel a bit dizzy when I wake up in the morning.

Ugh, I'm never staying up late to read novels again! o(╥﹏╥)o

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Chapter 161 Confused Mira

"call--"

He slowly exhaled a muffled breath, like the calm before a storm, yet even more oppressive, like an invisible mass of heat lingering in the air.

Ito Koshito stared intently at Aunt Mira, feeling as if his body were being plunged into scalding hot water, with beads of sweat pouring from his pores and soaking his clothes.

'Aunt Mira...'

The pure white, oversized t-shirt clung tightly to her graceful figure, revealing glimpses of her delicate body. The thin, sheer material was barely concealed, and the exquisite dice held a red bean.

Ito Koshito's gaze gradually became unfocused, his eyes became hazy, his face flushed, and even his ears turned slightly red.

'...You're dressed so thinly.'

"Dingling bell~~"

Just then, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang, breaking the romantic and ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Hearing the phone ring, Ito Koshitomo regained a little of his composure.

She guiltily withdrew her fingers from the hem of her dress, picked up her phone, and saw that the caller ID showed Yuna.

"Hey, Yuna."

"Oh... Huh? Zhi-kun, you're home?"

"correct."

Is Gasan by your side?

Ito Koshi glanced slightly to the side, where Aunt Mira was sleeping soundly, but she was not still. Suddenly, she turned over and wrapped her two slender, snow-white arms around his waist, resting her head on his thighs, like a docile kitten that had found a comfortable place to stay, and rubbed against him.

"hiss--"

"What's wrong, Zhi-jun?"

"N-nothing, Aunt Mila is sleeping next to me. Should I wake her up?"

Ito Koshito forcefully suppressed the wildly surging emotions within him, feigning relaxation as he asked in a low voice.

"Hmm... never mind, since she's resting, let's not wake her up."

"By the way, Zhi-kun, you mustn't lay a hand on Ogasan."

On the other side, Yuna had just finished dinner and was leisurely strolling on the brightly lit playground, a sly smile on her face as she teased.

No way!

Although I really want to say this, but...

Looking at the beautiful aunt nestled in his arms, languid and charming, Ito Koshiki felt guilty and shut his mouth.

"Okay, okay, I was just teasing you, hee hee." A gentle breeze ruffled her orange hair, and Yuna Tsubaki's emerald eyes were full of mischievous laughter: "You didn't know, did you~"

"Honestly, why is it so noisy..."

Suddenly, Ito Koshito felt a movement in his arms, like vines twining around a tree, a smooth and soft body gracefully straddling his lap.

Her sleepy blue eyes shimmered with a hazy, captivating light. Her alluring face held a hint of reproach at being woken up, a mixture of charm and playful melancholy.