The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Chapter 72 Success (4k)

"Hey little girl, want to come to the karaoke bar with us for a bit?"

With her arms pulled back and arms crossed, Natsumi Murasaki coldly watched the three cocky thugs approach, her brows furrowing in annoyance. Her good mood for the day had vanished.

'unlucky! '

"Tsk, get out of here! A bunch of scum wasting social resources."

"Wow, you've got quite a fiery temper. I like this kind of spicy little pepper."

"Indeed. Women like that are the most exciting to sleep with."

The three thugs exchanged glances, then grinned and took a few steps forward, surrounding Natsume Murasaki.

She tightened her arms around him, making her ample breasts appear even more prominent, drawing even more greedy glances from the thugs.

With her thighs taut, Murasaki Natsumi was somewhat excited, secretly gathering her strength. Due to her frequent practice of karate, Murasaki Natsumi was somewhat combative.

In the past, the members in the club would only spar briefly, leaving Natsume Murasaki always feeling a little unsatisfied.

With Ito Koshino by her side this time, she wanted to try real combat. Even if she couldn't beat a few thugs, she could call on Ito Koshino to come and help.

Just as Shinomiya Natsume was poised to unleash her kick, two figures rushed over from a distance, roaring angrily.

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.

"Moze, look, it seems like Ito's girlfriend is being harassed by some thugs."

As the two of them arrived in the direction where Ito Koshichi had gone, they saw Shizumiya Natsume surrounded by a group of thugs.

"Masao! Our chance has come!"

"Ok?"

Matsushita Masao scratched his head in slight confusion, then looked at Ueda Mosaku, who seemed somewhat excited.

"Although we don't know where Brother Ito went, there's no doubt that Sister-in-law is being harassed by those thugs. As long as we drive them away and make a good impression on Sister-in-law, she can put in a good word for us, and I believe Brother Ito will take us on as his underlings out of consideration for her!"

"What are we waiting for! Charge!"

"rush!"

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.

"Damn it! You bunch of scum, how dare you bully Sister-in-law! You're asking for trouble!"

The two rushed over without stopping, and suddenly turned towards the group of thugs.

"grass!"

The three thugs cursed and dodged to the side, but one of them, who was wearing an earring, was kicked to the ground by Natsumi Murasaki, who was waiting in the wings.

Before he could finish cursing, the thug with the earring was pinned down by Matsushita Masao's tall and strong body.

"what!"

"Iron, you two bastards."

The two thugs tried to help, but were entangled by Natsumi Murasaki and Mosaku Ueda, respectively.

Seizing the opportunity, she grabbed the wrist of the incoming fist and instantly got into a fighting stance, throwing the thug to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, raising a cloud of dust.

"what!"

On the other side, Ueda Mosaku, employing a fighting style of trading blows for blows, managed to defeat his opponent with great difficulty, relying on his resilient physique.

Brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, Natsumi Murasaki raised an eyebrow and let out a soft sigh. 'I didn't expect fighting to be this exhilarating…'

Looking at the two people who were panting heavily, Shinomiya Natsume nodded to them and asked.

"Thank you, and who are you?"

"They are the two people who have been bothering me a lot lately."

Ito Koshitomo walked out of the restroom at this moment. He had come out after hearing the commotion when Ueda Mosaku and Matsushita Masao rushed over and tackled the thugs.

Seeing Natsumi Murasaki's excited smile during the fight, she didn't step forward to help.

"Brother Ito! Please accept us!"

Two figures flashed by, raising a cloud of dust. When the dust settled, the two were kneeling in front of Ito Koshitoki in a seated posture.

Looking helplessly at the two people in front of him, Ito Koshi sighed.

"I've said it so many times, I'm not one of your gangsters."

"..."

"Hey!"

Looking at the two people still lying on the ground, Ito Kozue was in a dilemma. In the past, if they bothered you, you could just beat them up. But now that they have helped Natsume, it is not appropriate to use such a violent method.

After thinking for a moment, Ito Koshichi took out his phone. "Although I don't want to be your older brother, it's good to be friends. Let's exchange contact information."

"Big, big brother!"

Upon hearing this, Ueda Mosawa and Matsushita Masao exchanged a glance, then suddenly burst into tears and embraced each other.

"Moze, our sincerity has finally moved Brother Ito!"

"Yeah, yeah, at least those beatings weren't for nothing."

"Woooooooo..."

Ito Koshito was speechless; he had never seen such a carefree person before. He raised his phone again: "My two brothers..."

"Big brother! My name is Ueda Mosaku!"

"My name is Masao Matsushita!"

"Please accept my bow!"

His lips twitched: "Then, Ueda, Matsushita, their contact information..."

"Oh, we've neglected our elder brother!"

The two quickly took out their phones from their pockets and added Ito Koshitomo on Line.

"Ueda, Matsushita, thank you very much for helping Natsume today. If you need any help in the future, please feel free to ask me. My name is Itō Koshitomo."

Putting his phone away, Ito Koshito nodded to the two of them. "Gentlemen, Natsume and I have some things to attend to today, so we'll be leaving now. Goodbye."

Ueda Mosaku and Matsushita Masao stood up and bowed to Ito Koshitomo and Murasaki Natsuha as they left with their bags.

"Brother, sister-in-law, please take care."

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"Zhi-kun, you two are really strange people!"

"Who says otherwise? Two stubborn fools..."

Chatting along the way, the two finally arrived at Ito Koshitomo's small rented room.

"Please come in. It may be a little small, please bear with us."

She opened the door and casually pressed the light switch next to it, revealing the small rented room to Natsume Murasaki.

"Sorry, we don't have any women's shoes at home, so please wear mine for now."

Actually, it's not that there aren't any, it's just that Asou Miyuki's shoes are too small and don't fit Natsume. Yes! That's exactly it!

"Thank you."

After slipping on her shoes, Natsumi Murasaki entered the small rented room and looked around curiously.

"Xia Ye, give me the bag. I'll put it in the refrigerator first. Please make yourself at home."

First, he gave a drink that he had specially bought from the supermarket to Natsume Murasaki, and then Ito Koshitomo took the bag and went into the kitchen.

Glancing at Ito Kozue's busy figure in the kitchen, Murasaki Natsume took her delicate, snow-white feet out of her slippers and gently stepped onto the cool floor. She quietly moved to the doorway.

"Kacha~"

'The door's locked, so there's nothing to worry about now.' Glancing furtively back at Ito Kozue in the kitchen, Murasaki Natsume patted the chubby white ball of flesh with a guilty conscience.

…………

“Xia Ye…”

"To!"

"Tap tap tap..." After a series of running, Shinomiya Natsume stood prettily next to Ito Kotori, head held high, chest out, and buttocks sticking out, as if she were being trained.

"Ok?"

A thin layer of sweat clung to the hair near Natsume Murasaki's ear, and Koji Ito smiled and reached out to wipe it away.

"Is it that hot, Natsume?"

"Haha...it is indeed quite hot."

"stare--"

Faced with Ito Koshi's gentle gaze, Murasaki Natsuha looked away somewhat guiltily.

"Okay, I just wanted to ask if you can eat spicy food? I'm about to cook."

Holding the cleaver, Ito Koshi asked as he ran the sharp blade across the chili peppers.

"I can eat spicy food..."

"Zhi-kun, what would you like to drink? I'll go prepare it." Taking a deep breath, Shizumiya Natsume suppressed the nervousness that made her heart pound as she prepared to do something naughty, and asked in a seemingly calm tone.

"For drinks, let's have a Coke."

"Good~"

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As time went by, the air was soon filled with the aroma of food. After working on the food for a while longer, Ito Koshitoshi turned off the stove and carried various dishes from the kitchen to the table in the living room.

Sitting on the cushion, Ito Koshitomo smiled and waved to Natsume Murasaki no Miyabi next to him.

"Xia Ye, dinner is ready."