The Underworld, Starting with Debt

The intense heat spread again, making Huang Liuhua feel as if she were melting, and she lay limply in Ito Koshiji's arms.

"Mmm~"

After a long while, Ito Koshito finally released her lips, his deep and serious eyes fixed on Korokuka.

"Rikka-nee... no, Rikka, I like you."

The eyes of the woman, Rokuro Hana, were brimming with tears, threatening to overflow. Her long-lonely heart trembled. She reached out and gently stroked Ito Kozue's face. 'Really… this makes me want to take you away from Reika-nee even more!'

"You lecherous brat...you're so greedy!"

She smiled gently, her cherry lips pursed, and her charm radiated from her brows, making her even more tender.

"But... I really like it!"

After a pause and a moment of thought, Huang Liuhua decided to offer an explanation.

"Actually... I haven't been working at the private St. Hua Girls' College for very long, and as you know, the 'secret boyfriend' system is something that absolutely cannot be known to the outside world."

"Therefore, the candidates must be able to perform this job long-term. So, you are the first one I recruited, and also the first secret boyfriend I tested!"

"In the future... if it is necessary to recruit other secret boyfriends, I will have someone else test him."

"..."

Love arises without warning, deepens with time, reaches the stomach in one step, and is shared from the heart...

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Chapter 52 Mrs. Yamada's Plea for Help

After Ito Koshitomo entered the principal's office at Korokuka Academy and discussed work matters and life philosophies with him, he left the office again as night fell, and darkness gradually enveloped the entire campus.

A cool evening breeze swept by, carrying a slight chill, refreshing and pleasant, awakening Ito Koshito's drowsy mind. Strolling through the campus of the private St. Hua Girls' Academy, it was now quiet, with only the occasional car horn and the soft rustling of leaves from outside.

As I stepped out of the campus, I was greeted by quiet streets, with only a few scattered staff members and not a single student in sight.

'Luckily, I told Miyuri in advance.' Ito Koshitomo strolled leisurely under the dim streetlights. Since he had informed Miyuri in advance, he was not in a hurry to go back and seemed quite relaxed.

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.

"bang"

As the tram's mechanical doors slowly opened, Ito Koshitomo was pushed out of the tram along with the surging crowd.

"What bad luck! Why do I always run into peak season?" Ito Koshi sighed, tugging at his once again sticky and damp shirt. The shirt, which had dried under the cool breeze, was soaked with sweat again, and a strong smell of sweat filled the air!

"Go back and take a shower quickly."

Like a hurried pedestrian, Ito Koshino walked quickly.

Suddenly, Ito Koshito noticed that there were several times more people than usual in front of the supermarket he usually passed by.

Is there some kind of event?

I stopped and walked closer to find out that the supermarket was holding a large-scale discount promotion, which attracted many customers to come and shop.

I glanced at the sign on the billboard: 7.5% off!

Ito paused, his mind flashing through the household items he still hadn't used up, but the rare discount opportunity before him was incredibly tempting.

In the end, Ito Koshichi decided to head towards the supermarket to stock up on some necessities.

As people came and went, weaving between various shelves, the strong stench of sweat emanating from Ito Koshitoshi caused those around him to avoid him, making him feel somewhat embarrassed.

Let's hurry up and finish shopping, don't linger here!

The aisle where toiletries are displayed is not crowded with customers; a few passersby stop briefly before leaving.

"Hey!"

"Sigh, why are the brands I want listed so high and mighty..."

Yumiko Yamada frowned slightly, looking at the goods displayed on the supermarket shelves with dissatisfaction.

She stretched out her arm and gently pressed her palm against the shelf, trying to steady herself. Her voluptuous figure pressed against the shelf, the curves of her chest pressed into deep indentations, like a compressed landscape painting.

Yumiko Yamada wore a pair of comfortable canvas shoes, her toes pointed high. However, no matter how hard she tried, her outstretched hand still couldn't reach the item she wanted.

"Hmm... I don't know if I can reach it if I jump... I'll give it a try, and if it doesn't work, I'll ask the salesperson for help."

After a moment's thought, Yumiko Yamada decided not to bother others and to try to get the goods herself.

"Hey!"

The wide aisles between the shelves gave her room to gather her strength, and Yamada Yumiko leaped with all her might.

Although she got the goods she wanted, her overly voluptuous figure swayed as she jumped, her proud fullness bumping against the goods.

This caused her to stumble upon landing, her steps uncontrollably retreating repeatedly, and she looked as if she was about to fall onto the shelf behind her.

This caused her to stumble upon landing, her steps uncontrollably retreating repeatedly, and she looked as if she was about to fall onto the shelf behind her.

"Is everything okay?"

A pair of large hands gently pressed down on Yamada Yumiko's shoulders, stopping her from retreating.

A wave of intense heat washed over her, gradually calming Yumiko Yamada's panicked heart.

However... the calm that had been settling in was soon replaced by a wave of pain.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Yumiko Yamada let out a soft cry, her delicate voice tinged with a hint of sob.

Unconsciously, Yumiko Yamada reached out her soft hand and grasped her own breasts, gently kneading them to relieve the pain.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

Suddenly, a warm and caring voice entered her ears, jolting Yumiko Yamada, who had been in a daze, back to reality.

A wave of shyness surged up and spread rapidly across her beautiful cheeks, a stunning blush burning like flames.

Her heart was pounding rapidly in her chest, as if it were about to leap out of her chest, crashing violently and creating waves of emotion.

These sudden words made her feel as if she were in the midst of a storm of shame, leaving her expression frozen.

The chest pounded violently, creating waves.

These sudden words made her feel as if she were in the midst of a storm of shame, leaving her expression frozen.

"!"

"No, no, it's nothing..."

Trembling as she recalled the past, Yumiko Yamada turned around, as if petrified.

'Great! Great! How embarrassing!!'

She covered her burning cheeks, only able to steal glances at the expression of the man standing not far in front of her, only to see him looking at her with a half-smile, his gaze intense.

Yes, it's him!

Just as Ito Koshito entered the aisle filled with toiletries, he saw Yamada Yumiko standing on tiptoe, trying to reach the products but failing.

Just as he was about to step forward to help, Yamada Yumiko suddenly jumped up.

Fortunately, Ito Koshino was close enough to intervene in time and stabilize Yamada Yumiko's swaying body as she fell.

"..."

Seeing that Yamada Yumiko was just quietly covering her pretty face and not saying a word, he recalled the scene that had just provoked him.

Ito Koshi glanced discreetly at the deep cleavage that was faintly visible beneath the slightly disheveled collar.

"Um... does it still hurt?"

"..."

"Um……"

"!"

Just as Ito Koshitoshi was wondering if he had misheard, Yamada Yumiko's barely audible voice rang out again.

"You can... help me..."

'I must have lost my mind... Heh~ How could I say something like that! Heh~'

"gollum"

My throat involuntarily bobbed, but it was still clearly audible in the noisy space.

Ito Koshito stared wide-eyed at Yamada Yumiko in disbelief, as if trying to confirm whether what she said was real or an illusion.

A faint glint of light flashed in his hand.

'Ah—I really ran into a "welfare girl"!'

Yumiko Yamada nervously gripped the hem of her clothes, her fingers twitching nervously. Her rosy cheeks were lowered, and her alluring eyes flickered erratically, as if painted with a tangible mosquito coil.

Chapter 53 "Ajun/Yumiko, I'm sorry..." (Two chapters combined)

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air between the two, and the boiling heat within him drove Ito Koshito to reach out and slowly approach Yamada Yumiko.

"call--"

"call--"

Two heavy breaths mingled together, the delicate fragrance of orchids intertwining with the scorching heat of sweat.

As they drew closer, their trembling hearts began to resonate in unison.

Unfortunately……

The chaotic footsteps and noisy conversations at the end of the corridor disrupted the unspoken understanding between the two. Their passionate hearts cooled only with the gentle touch of their skin.

"Alas!"

Fear and excitement clashed in Yumiko Yamada's heart, sparking intense reactions and triggering a strange chemical reaction that touched various nerves in her body, transmitting a series of messages that made her brain tremble.

"what!"