The Underworld, Starting with Debt

"Ha, what are you going to do? Getting this excited about desserts? You might as well get fat!"

"No way! As long as Zhi-jun is by my side, I'll never become ugly. Right?"

Rina Tsushima tilted her head back, looked at Koichi Ito, and said sweetly and coquettishly.

"Why don't you get fat and ugly when I'm by your side?"

"Of course it's because we often exercise together!"

Rina Tsushima narrowed her pink eyes, revealing a gentle, spring-like charm, and said with a smile.

Rena Kurashiki raised her long, delicate eyebrows, her narrow eyes narrowing slightly. 'Rina, she never forgets… about the fever!'

"Of course, Rena-neechan will definitely be coming along!"

"Hmph," Kurashiki Rena hummed softly, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curving upwards.

"Let's go get some dessert!"

Ito Koshitoshi was being pulled along in a daze. He couldn't help but wonder if he was too innocent. He had maintained intimate relationships with quite a few women, yet he felt like a pure virgin in front of these two hot girls.

Are they just too good at it, or is it really that I'm only suited to be a diligent bull tilling fertile fields, and I don't understand romance?

Chapter 46 Aso Miyuri's Attack

Inside the dessert shop, the exquisite decor makes you feel as if you've stepped into a dream world.

The entire shop was illuminated by soft lighting, creating a warm atmosphere. Exquisite murals hung on the walls, depicting colorful desserts and flowers, making one want to take a bite.

Sitting in high-quality wooden chairs, the three of them used forks to bring the cake to their mouths and savor its unique flavor.

By the way, the cake that Ito Koshitomo made was also paid for by Tsushima Rina!

"Mmm, the mousse cake is so delicious!"

Rena Kurashiki casually stirred the cake on the table, tasted it, and then stopped touching it. It wasn't that she disliked cake, but rather that she was prone to weight gain. Although her curves would still expand when she gained weight, the little belly piling up around her once-slender waist was something she couldn't tolerate!

Kurashiki Rena rested her chin on her right hand, her long, smooth, light blonde hair cascading naturally onto the pristine white table. Her legs were crossed and draped over Ito Koshito's thighs, her posture languid and casual.

"Rina, after the exams this week, Haruno and the others invited us to a mixer this weekend, right? Are you going?"

Rina Tsushima chewed the cake in her mouth with satisfaction, her cheeks puffed out like a child's.

Upon hearing this, she raised her pretty face and focused her gaze on Ito Koshitomo.

"Zhi-jun, why don't you come with us?"

"This...I want more..."

"One hundred thousand yen."

"no problem!"

Firm words come out of the mouth without thinking, without any reaction from the brain's nervous system.

Kurashiki Rena narrowed her long, narrow eyes and looked down at Ito Kozue with disdain. She was always like this, always giving people the feeling of looking down on others.

"Then it's settled. We'll let you know when the time is set."

As the sun sets, its afterglow spills across the streets, casting dappled shadows. On the horizon, the sun gradually disappears behind the distant mountains, leaving a faint orange-red hue in the sky.

As the last rays of the setting sun faded, night began to fall. Ito Koshino also saw the two women off at the tram station and parted ways with them.

Despite being from wealthy families, Tsushima Rina and Kurashiki Rena prefer to take the train home unless there is an unexpected event that requires their family to pick them up in a car.

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 streetlights along the street gradually came on, and Ito Koshitoki walked through the small park and headed straight for Aso Miyuki's house.

"Ding-dong~"

Ito Koshito lightly knocked on the door.

"Sister Aso, it's me!"

"Click ∽∽"

The door made a crisp sound and then slowly opened.

Appearing before Ito Koshito was still the petite and delicate figure of Asou Miyuki, except that today Asou Miyuki seemed to have put on makeup...

Her eyes were made bright and expressive by a light pink eyeshadow, like two crystal-clear pink candies.

Her long eyelashes, like the wings of an elf, fluttered gently, outlining a captivating curve.

A pink lipstick was applied to her rosy lips, and the slight smile made her look even more adorable and charming.

The peach-colored blush lightly applied to her cheeks made her face look even more delicate and lovely, exuding a fresh aura.

A pink bow adorned her slightly curled pigtails draped on either side, adding a touch of playfulness and cuteness. She looked even more petite and delicate, sparkling like an elf under the lights.

"Zhi-kun, you've come!" Asou Miyuri's originally youthful and light voice now seemed to have gained a touch of gentleness and charm, carrying a mysterious allure.

Ito Koshitoshi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but notice the changes in Asou Miyuki. There seemed to be an unfathomable emotion in her eyes, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"Asou-nee, you look great today! You're so pretty! Is something good happening? You even put on makeup!"

Ito Koshi gazed at Aso Miyuki, whose already adorable face appeared even softer and more innocent with the help of makeup, like an angel descended to earth, and couldn't help but admire her.

"Hmph~ Something good is indeed going to happen, but—I won't tell you, hee hee..." Asou Miyuri smiled mischievously, turned around and went into the house.

Ito Koshi shook his head and chuckled, then followed closely behind.

After Ito Koshitomo busied himself in the kitchen, the dishes on the table were all set.

"Asou-nee, dinner's ready."

Ito Koshito looked around, searching for Aso Miyuki, only to find her lying on the sofa, foolishly fiddling with a bottle, occasionally chuckling as if recalling something pleasant.

"Hmm∽∽Hmm∽∽"

"Aso-nee-san?"

Ito called out twice, but received no reply, so he went around to the sofa.

"Aso-nee, what are you doing?"

Miyuki Asou looked up and gave Ito Koshito a sweet smile. "Hehe... It's nothing, Koshito-kun. Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes, I've called you several times already. What are you thinking about so intently?"

"Hehe, I won't tell you. By the way, Zhi-jun, this is a drink I specially prepared for you. Drink it before you eat."

Asou Miyuki stared at Ito Koji with bright, expectant eyes, as if urging him to hurry up and taste it.

"Oh? Thank you so much, Aso-nee. I'll definitely give it a try."

Ito Koshi nodded and took the strangely packaged drink from Aso Miyuki's hand without any suspicion.

Watching Ito Koshichi down his drink in one gulp, Asou Miyuki's lips curled into a smug, mischievous smile. Although she tried hard to suppress the smile, it was no use, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hehe∽"

"Alright, Shi-kun, let's start eating now." Noticing Ito Koshi's puzzled smile, Asou Miyuri rubbed her cheeks, changed the subject, and went to the table first.

Ito Koshito smacked his lips, threw the empty bottle into the trash can, and came to the dining table.

"Asou-nee, that stuff is weirdly sweet, but it tastes pretty good too."

"Hehe, there's something even sweeter coming up..."

"Hmm?" Ito Koshito scratched his head. 'Why is Aso-nee's behavior so strange today? Something's fishy!'

"I'll start..."

"Wait, Zhi Jun."

Just as Ito Koshito was about to pray before cooking, he was suddenly interrupted by Aso Miyuki.

"what happened?"

With a soft thud, her delicate white feet pattered on the wooden floor. Asou Miyuki jumped off her chair and moved the plates over to Ito Koshitomo's side.

She ran up to Ito Koshichi, tiptoed, and squeezed into his lap, sitting on his strong thighs.

"Asou-nee, what are you doing?"

"I'm gonna start now!"

"Sister Aso, stop fooling around, it's really uncomfortable to eat like this."

"Waaah... Shi-kun, you can ignore Aso-nee for other girls, but now that Aso-nee just wants to be close to Shi-kun, he's rejecting her, waaaah..."

Asou Miyuki put down her chopsticks, and just when Ito Koshino thought she was going back to her seat, she suddenly became coquettish and started crying and whining.

"Um... Sister Aso, I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Seeing that Aso Miyuki was bringing up yesterday's incident again, Ito Koshitoshi quickly surrendered.

"So, Zhi-kun, you don't find me troublesome?"

"How could I dare—" Ito Koshito sighed helplessly and gave in.

"Aww~~ Zhi-jun is the best~"

Upon hearing Ito Etsuyo admit defeat, Aso Miyuki immediately resumed her cheerful demeanor.

"I'm gonna start now!"

Although Aso Miyuki was sitting on his lap, making it inconvenient to eat, Ito Koshitoshi could still smell the faint fragrance emanating from her, mingling with the aroma of the food, making it irresistibly alluring. It should have been a feast for the eyes, but…

"Sister Aso, could you... eat in a little more peacefully?"

"Hmm..." Asou Miyuki swallowed a mouthful of fish, then feigned a pitiful look, "Toshi-kun did it for another girl..."

"Stop, stop, stop, I have no objection."

"Hmph hmph hmph"

Ito Koshichi picked up his chopsticks again to eat, but kept shifting his body because the sensation of Aso Miyuki's swaying little peach against his thigh was too irritating.

Ito Koshitoshi picked up the bowl of perfectly warm miso soup and took a sip, but immediately felt a surge of intense heat erupt from deep within his body, his face burning with alarming heat. 'Hmm? Is it really that hot? Why am I sweating so much? It's so hot!'

"Hey, Zhi-jun, why is your face red?"

"Maybe it's because it's too hot, I don't know," Ito Koshi explained, puzzled.

"How about you take off your clothes, Tomo-kun?" Miyuki Aso teased, blinking her beautiful eyes.