The Underworld, Starting with Debt

"No need, I should go for a walk and get some fresh air later. Let's eat first!"

Ito Koshitomo and Asou Miyuki continued their meal, but Asou Miyuki blushed and stopped making any more moves, seemingly sensing Ito Koshitomo's increasingly rapid breathing and intense heat. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to eat her meal and would just have to eat 'meat' instead!

After dinner, Ito Koshitoshi felt as if he was about to burn out, his blood boiling under the burning flames in his heart.

Furthermore, with the soft fragrance in his arms, Ito Koshino could not calm his increasingly aroused blood with his strong willpower, and his muscles remained tense.

As she mechanically shoveled rice into her mouth, time seemed to pass incredibly slowly, as if an eternity had passed, before Asou Miyuri finally finished her meal and got off Ito Koshitomo's lap.

After Miyuki Aso left, Ito Koshitomo felt a sense of relief wash over him, and he slumped back in his chair, feeling utterly exhausted.

Seeing Ito Koshino's listless appearance, Asou Miyuki covered her mouth and secretly chuckled mischievously.

Recalling the changes in Ito Koshitomo just now, Asou Miyuki felt a mix of shyness, joy, and anticipation, along with a trace of fear.

She gestured to her petite figure and secretly regretted it.

'That kind of thing... there's no way it could get in! I should have known better than to add any more "explosive" stuff...'

Seeing the intense heat surrounding Ito Koshitoki, which seemed to solidify into a tangible form, Asou Miyuki cheered herself up.

"Miyuki, you're the one who did this to Zhi-jun, you have to take responsibility! Maybe Zhi-jun is just all looks and no substance! Yes, that's right, you can do it! No problem!"

"Zhi-jun, I'm going to wash the dishes now. You can rest for a bit."

After washing the dishes, Miyuki Aso noticed that her makeup had faded a bit, so she went back to her room to touch it up.

'Hmph, Zhi-jun would probably like white stockings.'

Slipping on the silky white stockings, Asou Miyuki looked at herself in the mirror, feeling even more innocent, and murmured to herself.

Chapter Forty-Seven: Lick it!

'The effects of the medicine... should be complete... I wonder what Zhi-jun will think when he sees me like this?' Asou Miyuki touched her cheek, walking out of the bedroom with shyness and anticipation.

Her small, white-stockinged feet made no sound as she stepped onto the cool wooden floor and entered the living room. Asami Miyuki's eyes immediately fell on Ito Koshitoki, who was lying on the sofa.

His pupils dilated involuntarily, and he stood there blankly, his mind completely empty.

At this moment, Ito Koshito was almost completely naked, with only a pair of shorts hanging around his waist. His collarbone, chest, abs, eight-pack abs, and even his handsome face were covered with water droplets.

Ito Koshino didn't know what was going on, but ever since he finished eating, his body temperature had been rising continuously, and he felt unbearably hot all over, which gave him an unusual impulse.

Left with no other choice, Ito Koshitoshi had to borrow Aso Miyuki's bathroom and take a cold shower to calm down and cool down his inner turmoil.

"Tomo-kun," she called softly. The strong and tall figure of Ito Koshito made Aso Miyuki dizzy, and her restless heart was even more intense.

"Sister Aso," coming back to his senses, Ito Koshiki awkwardly put on his coat when he realized that Aso Miyuki was already standing next to the sofa.

Looking at Asou Miyuki's once petite and delicate figure, now incredibly alluring and strangely attractive, Ito Koshitoshi swallowed hard.

"Zhi-kun, we're here to talk about the rent, right? You're paying rent now..."

Aso Miyuki sat down next to Ito Koshitomo, her breath sweet and fragrant.

Her soft, fragrant body pressed tightly against Ito Koshizumi's. Ito Koshizumi awkwardly moved to the side, but unexpectedly, Aso Miyuki moved along with her.

"Um... Sister Aso, it's a bit hot, is that okay..."

Ito Koshitoshi looked at Aso Miyuki somewhat awkwardly, 'I'm... unable to hold back!'

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the heat."

"I mean……"

"Alright, let's talk about the rent first."

Ito Koshito paused for a second, his face turning red, and stammered, "Uh, um... Aso-nee, could you give me a few days' grace regarding the rent... I was hospitalized last month and didn't go to work, so my funds... aren't very sufficient."

"Hmph... Tomo-kun, you should know that the economy isn't doing very well right now, and I'm in a difficult position too..." She paused, watching Ito Koshito's embarrassed expression, and Asou Miyuki felt a surge of pleasure. 'I've got you covered!'

“However…” Aso Miyuki suddenly changed the subject.

"But what?"

Ito Koshi immediately pressed for answers.

"However, you can repay it in another way, Zhi-jun..."

Aso Miyuki said with a smile.

"In what way?"

"for example……"

Asou Miyuki leaned close to Ito Koshino's ear and whispered, "You can rent sperm back, you know."

After saying that, Aso Miyuki stood on the sofa, looking down at Ito Koshitoki, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Her pure white, soft, milk-like little feet pressed against Ito Koshichi's broad chest, and with a gentle push, Ito Koshichi fell onto the sofa.

Asou Miyuki crossed her arms, her white-stockinged feet stepping on Ito Kozue's face, her delicate and cute appearance belying her domineering words.

"Now, lick it!"

Ito Kozue, who had been suffering from the torment of being burned alive by the Jade Fire, finally snapped at these words.

A wisp of affection stirs the soul; embrace her and enter the tent, unaware that dawn has broken.

***

The next day, when sunlight streamed through the curtains and shone on Ito Koshiji's handsome sleeping face, he opened his sleepy eyes and found himself lying not in his familiar little rented room, but in a strange yet comfortable bed.

I rubbed my temples, and the events of last night came back to me.

Turning my head, I saw Asou Miyuki's cute and innocent sleeping face right in front of me. The sunlight shone on the corners of her tearful eyes, giving off a hazy light that seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation.

Ito Koshito carefully pulled his arm out, picked up the sheet and gently covered Aso Miyuki with it, then began to tidy up the messy room.

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The glaring sunlight gradually awakened her exhausted body, and her hazy mind slowly returned to normal. Asou Miyuki sat on the bed, her eyes still blurry with sleep. The room was empty except for two steaming glasses of warm water placed beside the bed.

"Um……"

She covered her mouth and let out a soft groan. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, it wasn't like what people online described—the feeling of being completely exhausted after a first time. This made Aso Miyuki frown.

Recalling the crazy exercise of last night, Miyuki Aso couldn't help but blush slightly.

Picking up the neatly folded nightgown from the bedside, Miyuki Asou put it on and slowly walked toward the only sound coming from the quiet room.

Inside the kitchen, the clinking of knives against the cutting board created a light, tinkling sound, and everything seemed so peaceful.

A boy was squatting in front of the cutting board, carefully chopping potatoes. His slender fingers moved nimbly and smoothly, like a paintbrush being wielded at will.

"Good morning, Zhi-jun."

Hearing the sweet voice coming from the doorway, Ito Koshito's movements paused slightly.

Turning around, I saw Miyuki Aso standing prettily in the kitchen doorway, already dressed in her nightgown.

"Asou-nee... no, Miyuki, please go and sit down while I make breakfast."

"Good!"

"Lily, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

At the dining table, Ito Koshito gazed at Aso Miyuki and asked with concern.

"Hmm, it's strange, I just feel a little tired, but I don't feel any pain!" Miyuki Aso tilted her head and said with some confusion. Yesterday, she vaguely felt a warm current flowing through her body.

"By the way, Zhi-jun, where did you put that piece of fabric from yesterday...?"

Asou Miyuki blushed slightly. That red-stained fabric... symbolized a girl's transformation, and it was very important to her. She wanted to keep it.

"Don't worry, I've kept it safe."

"Um……"

Time slipped away quietly in the quiet atmosphere of their meal until breakfast was over.

……

"Zhi-kun, you should go to school. I can take care of myself. The most important thing for a student is to study, okay?"

Anticipating what Ito Koshichi was about to say, Asou Miyuri urged him on before he could speak.

Ito Koshito glanced at Aso Miyuki, and seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, nodded in agreement.

"I'm leaving now, take care and get some rest..."

"Okay..." Asou Miyuki blinked her beautiful big eyes at Ito Koshitomo.

"Oh, I almost forgot! Zhi-kun∽Farewell Kiss∽"

"Um……"

…………

Leaving Aso's house, Ito Koshitoshi walked towards the small rented room. He was still wearing the same clothes as last night, which now had an unpleasant smell after being soaked in sweat.

After returning home, taking a shower, and changing his clothes, Ito Kozue arrived at the intersection early to wait for Murasaki Natsume.

The Kiss of Summer Leaves (Chapter 48)

Under the bright sunshine, Shinomiya Natsume walked over from a distance and, seeing Ito Kozue standing at the intersection, she jogged over excitedly.

A gentle breeze caressed her, causing her skirt to sway softly. Her fair, full thighs, as she ran, brushed against her JK mini-skirt, revealing glimpses of her alluring figure.

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting a soft glow upon her, making her appear ethereal and dreamlike. Cherry blossom petals danced in the air, landing on her hair and clothes.

Ito Koshito watched as Shinomiya Natsuha ran towards him into the sunlight, and walked towards her as well.

Young boys and girls ran towards each other amidst a shower of cherry blossoms, as if they were in a beautiful painting.

Natsumi Murasaki's figure was like a blooming hydrangea, exuding a faint fragrance that attracted his gaze.

Their eyes met in the air. Xia Ye approached Ito Kozue and said with a smile, "Good morning, Kozue-kun."

Her voice was clear and melodious, like a spring breeze, refreshing and delightful.

Good morning, Xia Ye.

"Hehe...Why are you up so early today?"