The Underworld, Starting with Debt

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Climbing the steps and passing through the torii gate, Shinomiya Natsuha eagerly tugged at Ito Koshitomo's sleeve as they arrived at the dilapidated shrine.

However... the dim light in the shrine cooled down Natsume Murasomiya's burning passion.

"Ugh, so annoying, there are people here." Natsumi Murasaki grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Natsume, there's someone there!" Ito Koshitomo teased Natsume Murasomiya, glancing at the shrine again and noticing something amiss. "Hmm? Natsume, something's not right. The people inside seem to have the same goal as us!"

Ito Koshito whispered in Murasaki Natsume's ear, "Look, those shadows are constantly moving, and there's more than one!"

The warm breath on her ear tickled Natsume Murasaki's ears, piquing her curiosity. "Let's sneak over and take a look!"

"Xia Ye is such a bad girl, but... I like her."

"Hmph~"

The two quietly went around to the back of the shrine and, in a secluded window, tore a hole in the paper cover.

Ito Koshito peered through the small hole and saw three women dressed in sexy shrine maiden outfits, with brightly colored hair and heavy makeup, surrounding a boy wearing a priest's robe and a collar.

Kyoko Fujiwara held up the filming equipment and looked at the camera.

"Hi everyone, I'm Ali-chan. Today we're filming the first installment of our Summer Training series, 'The Priest's Fall from Grace: The Witch's Revenge.' Now, let me introduce today's protagonist..."

Unable to contain her curiosity, Shinomiya Natsuha used her enormous weapon to push Ito Koshito aside and peered into the small hole.

"You're kidding me!" Suddenly, as if she had seen something terrifying, Shinomiya Natsume covered her mouth, widened her eyes, and took a few steps back.

Seeing the incredulous look on Murasaki Natsume's face, Ito Koshitomo curiously peered into the small hole again.

The priest boy was now kneeling on the ground, while the three witches, their clothes half-undone, were trampling on him wantonly.

Ito Koshito scratched his head. It was just some strange play, why did it cause Natsume such a big reaction?

Seeing the disoriented Natsumi Murasaki, Ito Koshichi pulled her into his arms and carried her away quietly. However, he accidentally stepped on a dry branch, making a sound, which prompted him to run quickly and leave the shrine with a "thump, thump, thump" of footsteps on the wooden planks.

"Huh?" Fujiwara Kyoko noticed the commotion outside and looked at the blond-haired delinquent. "Big sister, someone's here!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" the blond-haired punk continued stomping dismissively. "Anyway, we've made so many films these past few months, and they've been huge hits. A lot of people already know about us. We don't need to pay any attention!"

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.

Holding Shinomiya Natsuha in my arms, I walked along the country path. The croaking of frogs in the rice paddies mingled with the chirping of cicadas, creating a unique symphony for the summer night.

When they came to a stream, Ito stopped and looked at Murasaki no Natsuha, who was nestled close to his chest.

He sat down on the soft grass, gently tidied her disheveled hair, touched her smooth face, and gently helped her lift her head, gazing into her teary, wine-red eyes.

"Can you tell me what happened now? I'll always be by your side! Don't be afraid!"

The brook flows gently by, as clear as her tears.

"That person is Yuta. I don't know why he became like this!" (Natsumi Murasaki thought that Yuta Yamano had voluntarily filmed the movie.)

"Is that so..." Ito Koshiki kissed Murasomiya Natsuha's cheek, "I'll take care of you from now on!"

"A-Zhi..." Under the bright moonlight, Shinomiya Natsume kissed Ito Kozue, their kiss becoming even more passionate.

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.

Inside the shrine, Yuta Yamano smiled crookedly at the camera.

Goodbye, everyone!

Chapter Thirty-Two: Kyoko Tsukishima

When Natsumi Murasaki finished watching the movie, Tomoya Ito had already received a message from Kyoko Tsukishima.

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.

Kyoko Tsukishima (teacher): [Ito-kun, could you arrive at my house before 8 PM?] (Read)

Ito Koshitomo: [No problem, Mori-sai (a Japanese pun on "teacher")] (Read)

Kyoko Tsukishima: [Okay, I'll send you my home address.] (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.

"Goodbye, Xiao Zhi!"

Goodbye, Aunt Chun, Sister Ying.

After saying goodbye to Miyajima Tsubaki and Miyajima Sakura, Ito Koshichi left the Miyajima dojo and took a train from the station to Tsukishima Kyoko's house.

It was around 7 o'clock, and Ito Koshitoki unfortunately encountered the evening rush hour on the train, with the space constantly being squeezed by the sea of ​​people pouring into the train.

The sweltering heat soaked through the clean clothes Ito Koshitoki had changed into after washing up at the Miyajima dojo. "This is torture!"

The moon was bright and the stars were few. The refreshing breeze slowly dispelled Ito Koshichi's gloom. Walking on the road, Ito Koshichi held his phone and swayed it left and right. Following the navigation route, he finally arrived at the apartment where Tsukishima Kyoko lived.

As soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with his hair neatly combed, walking down the stairs towards the parking lot next to the apartment building.

Ito Koshino glanced at him curiously, then walked past him upstairs to Tsukishima Kyoko's residence.

"Bang bang," Ito Koshitomo knocked on the door. "Tsukishima Morisei, it's me, Ito Koshitomo."

A soft sound of footsteps approached, and then the door opened.

What caught Ito Koshi's eye was the delicate face he had seen so often this week. Her long, smooth, dark blue hair was styled in a bun on her head, and the elegant updo softened her cold and aloof demeanor, making her look even more gentle.

A blue knitted dress tightly hugged Kyoko Tsukishima's curvaceous figure, perfectly showcasing her alluring curves.

"Come in." Kyoko Tsukishima was very concerned about her image in front of her students, so even at home, not at school or her workplace, she still maintained a serious and aloof demeanor.

'Perhaps, Tsukishima Morise is just naturally aloof?' Ito Koshizumi thought to himself as he entered Tsukishima Kyoko's house. "Excuse me!"

"You can wear these!" Kyoko Tsukishima half-squatted down, opened the shoe cabinet in the entryway, and took out a new pair of men's slippers.

Standing behind Kyoko Tsukishima, Ito Koshito couldn't help but be drawn to the alluring sight revealed by her pose. Her tight-fitting, knee-length skirt accentuated the captivating curves of her full, ripe breasts as she crouched down.

Before Kyoko Tsukishima could turn around, Koshito Ito quickly looked away, but Kyoko still caught his subtle glances, though she didn't say anything.

Kyoko Tsukishima led Koshitomo Ito into the living room.

"Is it okay to drink barley tea?"

"it is good."

Kyoko Tsukishima went into the kitchen, took out a cup, and filled it with barley tea from the refrigerator.

"Hmm? Why aren't you sitting down?" When Tsukishima Kyoko came out of the kitchen, she saw Ito Koshitomo still standing.

"Oh." After all, she was a teacher, and Ito Koshitomo still felt a little awkward since they weren't very familiar with each other yet.

"Here you go," Kyoko Tsukishima said, handing the barley tea to Koshitomo Ito.

"You sit down first, I'll go change my clothes, and then we'll start the tutoring session."

“Okay,” Ito Koshitoshi took the barley tea, took a sip, and nodded.

Watching Kyoko Tsukishima walk into the room, Ito Koshino curiously looked around at the decorations.

The interior color scheme is calm and elegant, with the walls painted in a light off-white or light gray, bringing a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere to the space.

A soft rug covers the floor in a subtle deep blue, providing both comfort underfoot and adding warmth to the entire space.

'That really suits Tsukishima Morise's cold exterior but warm interior personality,' Ito Koshitomo nodded to himself, quietly commenting.

"boom"

'Was Tsukishima Mori's movement that fast?' Hearing the door open, Ito Koshito looked over curiously.

When Kyoko Tsukishima stepped out of the room, she was still wearing that blue tight-fitting knit dress, but her two fair and plump thighs were covered with smooth and shiny black stockings, making her soft thighs look even firmer.

As soon as Kyoko Tsukishima stepped out of her room, she noticed a burning, almost imperceptible gaze repeatedly lingering on her alluring, long legs clad in black stockings. Her lips trembled slightly. 'I knew it… she's got a thing for black stockings!'

"Ito, let's go to the study. It's time to start tutoring."

Ito Koshito downed his barley tea in one gulp, put down the cup, and followed Tsukishima Kyoko into the study.

The study is decorated in warm colors, with a row of books neatly arranged on the bookshelves that exude a faint woody scent. Several open books are placed on the elegant writing desk, and a black and white sketch of sisters hangs on the wall. The entire study is filled with a warm atmosphere.

Kyoko Tsukishima walked to the desk and stopped Ito from going over there.

"Ito, please sit here."

After Ito Koshitoshi sat down, Tsukishima Kyoko opened the folder next to her and pulled out a test paper.

"Try this test first. After you finish this basic test, I'll explain some of the difficult points to you. It will be easier to understand the monthly test you missed last month."

Under the warm light, Ito Koshitoshi was writing furiously. This week, he had roughly reviewed the course knowledge he had missed last month. Apart from a few difficult questions, he could do most of them.

Moreover, the test paper given by Kyoko Tsukishima mostly consisted of basic questions and did not involve much calculation, so Koshitomo Itō finished it quickly.

"Sense, it's ready."

Kyoko Tsukishima, who was reclining in her comfortable office chair with her legs crossed and reading a book, was taken aback by what she heard.

"So fast?"

Kyoko Tsukishima put down her book, pushed herself up from the chair, and stood up, causing her dress to tremble and the two straps on it to expand and contract due to the elasticity.

"Let me see."

Kyoko Tsukishima pushed her office chair next to Koshito Itoh, sat down, and took the exam paper from Itoh to begin grading.

Ito Koshito was playing with his phone out of boredom, but as he lowered his head, his gaze kept being drawn to the beautiful sight of her black stockings sticking out.

Seemingly uncomfortable from the pressure between her crossed legs, Kyoko Tsukishima lowered her legs, stretching them out. In the dim light, her straight, black-stockinged legs revealed a few glistening reflections, making them even more alluring and captivating.

'Hmm? Sensai probably didn't mean it, right?'

"Hmm, Ito, you answered very well." Kyoko Tsukishima put down her pen and gave a slight smile.

'As expected, Ito is a very talented student. We can't let him waste his talent and become complacent. We should raise our expectations of him from now on. However, if you want a horse to run, you have to feed it; you need to reward it occasionally! The reward… black stockings…?'

This was the first time Ito Koshichi had seen Tsukishima Kyoko's smile. It was like a rare ray of sunshine in early winter, shining on a snow lotus bud that was about to bloom, revealing its beauty on the cold plateau.

"However, there are still a few questions you didn't answer accurately. Let me explain them to you." Like a fleeting moment, Kyoko Tsukishima's smile lasted only a short while before she returned to her serious expression.

Kyoko Tsukishima, her black stockings hidden beneath her blue slippers, slid down, using the wheels of her office chair to pull herself closer to Koshitomo Ito.

Because she was explaining a problem to Ito Koshitoshi, Tsukishima Kyoko sat right next to him.

Kyoko Tsukishima's hair fell gently, swaying slightly as she turned the pages of her book. At such close range, Ito Koshitomo sensed a faint, lingering fragrance that stirred his heartstrings.