The Underworld, Starting with Debt

"Um...Kassan, is there anything else?"

"That's all. Have fun at your friend's house. Just don't forget to go home."

"Okay~ Kassan~ I'll hang up now."

"OK Bye Bye."

"Bye~"

"Beep-beep-"

The phone went dead. Shinomiya Natsume turned off the screen, tossed the phone back onto the bed, and gave Ito Kozue a coquettish glare.

"Zhi-kun, you're so mean~"

So, do you like it or not?

Murasaki no Natsume remained silent, simply burying her head in the pillow again, biting it hard, her mind completely blank.

............

As night fell and the hazy moonlight shone like water, Natsume Murasaki, looking somewhat tired, nestled in the arms of Koichi Ito as they walked along the road.

Today's total amount of exercise far exceeded what Natsume Murasaki had anticipated.

Even her usually supple and delicate body, accustomed to long-term exercise, was now feeling a bit sore.

A cool breeze gently rustled through the dense roadside grass, and a few meows rang out. It turned out that the kittens in the grass, just like the couples by the roadside, were having a secret rendezvous in the night.

"Zhi-jun, I'm home."

Arriving in front of a brightly lit small building, Shinomiya Natsume stopped and turned to face Ito Koshitomo.

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her wine-red eyes brimming with tender affection as she gazed into Ito Kozue's eyes.

"Hey~ Zhi-kun, tell me... what's our relationship right now...?"

Facing the expectant gaze of Natsumi Murasaki, Ito Koshitomo placed his hands on her smooth shoulders and said solemnly:

"Xia Ye, be my lover!"

Faced with Ito Koshichi's affirmative answer, a pink blush rose on Murasaki Natsume's face. Her soft and fragrant body rushed into Ito Koshichi's arms, hugging him tightly, as if she wanted to merge herself into Ito Koshichi's chest.

"Ok!"

Holding her slender waist, Ito Koshitoshi's five fingers caressed her soft hair.

I took a deep breath and carefully considered my words.

“Xia Ye…”

"Ok!"

Raising her head from his embrace, Shinomiya Natsuha nuzzled Ito Koshitomo's chin with the top of her head like a kitten, quietly waiting for his words.

"Xia Ye, as you know... I... I maintain ambiguous relationships with quite a few girls... so..."

"Hmm?" Realizing that something was wrong, Shinomiya Natsumi left Ito Kozue's embrace, her wine-red eyes gradually deepening.

"So... you also want to become lovers with them! To add them to your harem!"

"Hehe, Xia Ye understands me best."

"Ito Koshitoshi! You big bastard! You womanizing scumbag!"

Murasaki no Natsume's eyes turned red with anger, her soft little hands clenched, and she kept hitting and scolding Ito Koshitoki.

Her high, firm breasts seemed to be filled with anger, becoming even more erect and heaving.

"Baka, baka, baka..."

She let Murasaki Natsume continue to pound her chest and twist the soft flesh of her waist, venting her emotions.

After spending more than a year together, Ito Koshitomo believed he knew Murasaki Natsuha very well. He was confident that Murasaki Natsuha couldn't escape his grasp; she had already fallen deeply into his sweet trap.

Gradually, Natsumi Murasaki's strength diminished, and taking advantage of this lull, Ito Kozue grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Summer Leaves~"

Ito Kozue spoke softly, his warm breath lingering on Murasaki Natsume's sensitive neck. His gentle tone was like a soft, fluffy cloud, gradually softening Murasaki Natsume's originally tough attitude.

Ito Koshitoshi gently lifted Murasaki Natsume's delicate chin with his slender fingers, his deep black eyes revealing an endless tenderness hidden in the mysterious corner of the night sky.

Staring into Ito Koshitomo's swirling eyes, Murasaki Natsumi's heart trembled slightly, her heartbeat quickened, and a blush rose on her cheeks. Unconsciously, she tiptoed towards his ever-approaching lips.

"Hmm~!"

Ito Koshitomo remained as aggressive as ever, as if he hadn't fully unleashed his passion for the day.

Ito Koshiki quietly opened his eyes and stared at the intoxicated expression on Murasaki Natsume's face, which was tightly closed.

He had actually realized long ago that Natsumi Murasaki, like Rina Tsushima and Reina Kurashiki, was very interested in sexual pleasures between men and women.

Once these girls taste forbidden fruit, they become addicted and even more passionate about matters of love and sex.

However, due to the education she received from the Murasaki family, Murasaki Natsuha became more reserved and introverted, but her true nature remained unchanged, only hidden deeper.

However, the more she hides, the more thoughts accumulate in her heart. Once she is conquered, Natsumi Murasaki will probably be more obedient and more uninhibited than Rina Tsushima and Rena Kurashiki.

"Summer Leaves~"

"Humph~"

"Xia Ye, be a good girl and listen to me."

"Humph~"

With a silent laugh, Ito Kozue raised his chin again, forcing Murasaki Natsume to raise her head even higher, gazing into Murasaki Natsume's eyes, which were filled with ripples, as if his soul was immersed in them, unwilling to break free.

Gently lowering his head, Ito Koshiki kissed Murasaki Natsuha again, and Murasaki Natsuha stretched out her fair arms to wrap around Ito Koshiki's neck, responding affectionately.

In the night sky, the bright moon, hanging in the sky, quietly hid behind the thin clouds, leaving only a faint sliver of moonlight, shyly watching the young couple on the main road gradually warming up.

.............

After saying goodbye to Natsumi Murasaki, Toshiya Ito headed home.

As night fell and I passed by the small park, the evening breeze stirred the layers of trees, and the crisscrossing branches rustled, weaving a symphony of nature playing in the night.

Ito Koshito stopped, quietly enjoying the moment of peace. Just as he was about to leave, his eyes inadvertently caught sight of a figure.

Under the old street lamp, dappled light and shadow swayed through the gaps in the intertwined leaves on the small wooden chair, where a beautiful figure sat quietly.

A loose-fitting gray dress accentuated her full, voluptuous, and mature figure, highlighting her alluring curves.

The cinched waist has a slight bulge of soft flesh, which doesn't make her look bulky, but rather gives her a plump and alluring air.

Her beautiful legs, clad in sheer black stockings, were gently brought together, her hands loosely clasped on her thighs, her gaze fixed on a vibrant flowerbed in front of her.

Perhaps she was admiring the beautiful sight of the flowers still blooming at night. But when Ito Koshi came to her side, she didn't notice anything amiss. Her unfocused, empty eyes revealed the truth: this beautiful woman's attention was not on the flowers.

"Lady Gaoyuan..."

Upon hearing a familiar voice, Gao Yuanxia paused slightly, her distant thoughts beginning to focus. She looked up and stared blankly at Ito Etsu for a while before coming back to her senses.

He quickly stood up to return the greeting.

"Hello, Mr. Ito."

"Mrs. Gaoyuan, why are you still sitting in the park so late?"

"No, it's nothing..."

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, tightened her grip on her handbag, and unconsciously glanced at the bag on the chair.

Ito Koshito, who had been keeping an eye on Takahara Kasumi, naturally noticed it as well, and followed her gaze to the bag next to her.

"This is......?"

“That’s the rice my mom asked me to bring back when I went back to my hometown today.” Gao Yuanxia’s eyes finally lit up when she mentioned her parents. “I just got tired of carrying it, so I came to the park to rest for a bit.”

"Oh, I see... Mrs. Gaoyuan, why didn't you ask your husband to help you carry this? This rice looks quite heavy; it must be very difficult for you to carry it."

"My husband, he's quite busy too..."

The light in her eyes dimmed again, and Gao Yuanxia's tone became somewhat dejected. Perhaps even she herself didn't realize it, as she was only focused on explaining for Mr. Gao Yuan that, in any case, it was a family matter and family scandals should not be aired in public.

"..."

The evening breeze in May wasn't actually cold; it gently brushed against Gao Yuanxia's skin, yet it gave her goosebumps, and she hugged her arms and shivered.

'It's so cold...'

"lady......"

A warm breath sprayed onto her face. Gao Yuanxia looked up and found that Ito Koshitoshi was already close to her, no more than 30 centimeters away.

After a moment of stunned silence, Gao Yuanxia realized that her body was gradually warming up, and a warm coat was draped over her shoulders.

He gazed at the woman before him, who should have been a mature and beautiful woman, but now looked haggard and melancholy.

Ito Koshito felt a pang of pity and tightened his coat, hoping to keep her warmer.

"Madam, it's not safe outside at night, let's go back..."

Thin clouds drifted away into the distance, the night deepened, and the bright moonlight shone on Ito Koshitoki's face, making his handsome features appear even more gentle, radiating a soft, warm glow.

Gazing at Ito Etsutoshi, Kasumi Takahara, whose heart had been cold and uneasy ever since she discovered the strange behavior between her husband and daughter, experienced a warm comfort once again.

Her alluring eyes were red, and she nodded slightly, letting out a muffled whisper with a hint of a sob in her voice.

The mature and beautiful woman at this moment was like a fragile and delicate flower, pitiful and endearing.

As if guided by some unseen force, Ito Koshitoshi reached out his large palm and gently stroked Takahara Kasumi's delicate face. Time had not left any deep marks on it; it remained as smooth and delicate as a young girl's.

Gently wiping away the clear tears that kept flowing from her reddened eyes, Ito Etsuyu's voice became even softer.

"Madam, let's go home."

These past few days, I've been alone, unable to confide in anyone. The pent-up frustration and grievances have finally burst forth, stimulating my tear ducts to secrete tears of resentment.

She rushed into Ito Koshichi's warm embrace, and Takahara Kasumi wrapped her arms tightly around Ito Koshichi's waist.

"Woooooooo..."

As if she had found a safe haven, Gao Yuanxia sobbed softly, muttering to herself.

"Why do you treat me like this..."