The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Her gentle eyes were now wide open, like round beads.

'They...they dare to come right in front of me now...'

Driven by her inner grievances, Gao Yuanxia should have interrupted them immediately and questioned them, but her long-cultivated weakness silently suppressed these thoughts of rebellion one by one.

'Tomorrow, I must find out the truth tomorrow...'

Gao Yuanxia repeatedly tried to hypnotize herself like this, but...

"Hmm~"

The even more unrestrained voices beside her continued to ravage and torment Gao Yuanxia's ears.

She couldn't bear it any longer and sat up!

Lift the covers!

They're gone...?!

From the open doorway, the once silent room was filled with sounds once again.

"Ya, Hazuki, I'm going to punish you~"

"I told you not to get so close to that guy named Ito!"

"I...I was wrong, Uncle!"

"..."

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Delivered to the Door

As night falls, tranquility and mystery prevail. In this serene moment, moonlight quietly becomes the protagonist of the sky. Piercing through the thin clouds, it spills onto the earth, like a silent artist painting on a dark canvas with silver brushstrokes.

The moon hung high, its light shining even brighter and clearer in the deep darkness. That light seemed to have undergone a magical purification, free from any worldly impurities, pure and austere.

Her disheveled hair obscured Gao Yuanxia's bewildered and pained eyes. In a daze, she walked out of the small house, crossed the corridor, and went down the stairs. When she came to her senses again, she was standing in front of a rather dilapidated door.

"This is...the Zhi family residence?!"

Standing quietly, Gao Yuanxia was in a daze, not knowing why she had suddenly appeared in front of Ito Koshito's small rented house.

She stretched out her hand, her cherry lips slightly parted, and Gao Yuanxia's small, snow-white hand, glistening in the moonlight, froze in mid-air.

She had just had an urge to knock on the door, to relive a moment of peace in that warm, safe haven.

But......

"It's so late, I can't trouble you any further, Zhi-jun... Besides, what right do I have, or what standing do I have, to seek your comfort..."

Withdrawing her small hand, Gao Yuanxia sat weakly on the cold ground, leaning against the wall.

Her slender arms encircled her fair and rosy calves, her head resting on her knees, lost in thought.

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

"Hmm... what's that sound?"

I got up and went to the bathroom, still half asleep, and unbuttoned my collar to let the sleeping beast out to relieve itself.

Standing there in a daze, Ito Koshiki suddenly heard a faint sound. He looked around, but there was no movement in the dark, cramped space.

"Are you outside?"

In the stillness of the night, a wild, cold wind howled, like a wicked ghost of the night, wantonly toying with the lonely, delicate flower on the green lawn.

The delicate flower dared not resist; in this unrestrained game, it could only drift with the wind.

"click"

"Madam Xia?!"

Her long, soft brown hair was spread out and draped over her slightly curled, voluptuous body.

The black lace nightgown gently outlined her delicate collarbone and smooth shoulders. The neckline was slightly open, and below her bent knees, her thighs were pressed together, revealing glimpses of fair skin that appeared even whiter against the alluring black nightgown.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Gao Yuanxia trembled, gently raised her face, and looked at Ito Koshino with teary eyes.

“...Stop, Lord.”

My breath hitched. I forgive Ito Kozue for thinking how beautiful Takahara Kasumi was when she was heartbroken.

Tears, like pearls, fell onto her disheveled long hair. Under the tender caress of the moonlight, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were moist and hazy, her nose was slightly red, and she let out soft sobs. Her delicate and tender face, with tears and sorrow, outlined a poignant and messy beauty.

Suddenly regaining consciousness from her drowsy state, Ito Koshito quickly went to Takahara Kasumi's side and helped her up.

"Stop, my lord..."

"Let's talk inside, it's cold outside."

Reaching out to embrace Takahara Kasumi's smooth shoulders, Ito Koshi tightened his arms, hoping the warmth in his embrace could soothe Takahara Kasumi's trembling body.

"boom!"

Outside, the cold wind howled like a wild beast, still trying to torment the delicate flower. Unexpectedly, the weeds on the lawn began to gather together, surrounding and protecting the flower. Under the influence of the grass, the bright flower gradually turned green, just like Mr. Plateau, who was working hard, waiting for the lush green scenery when spring arrived.

Inside the room, Ito Koshito poured a cup of hot water from a thermos and handed it to Takahara Kasumi, who was kneeling on the tatami mat.

"Thanks......"

Gently sitting down next to Takahara Kasumi, Ito Kozue knew that something must have happened between the Takahara family's demon father and Takahara Hazuki that greatly provoked Takahara Kasumi, causing her to run away alone late at night.

But Ito Koshitoshi didn't ask what had happened to Takahara Kasumi; he just stared at her small, delicate nose as she was still breathing.

He reached out, brushed the strands of hair over her shoulder, and gently combed her long hair.

The intense heat of her fingertips inadvertently brushed against her sexy collarbone and smooth shoulders, drawing Gao Yuanxia's attention away from the steaming hot water.

Rough hands slid down her slender swan neck, gathering all her disheveled long hair behind her back.

The tingling, itchy sensation made Gao Yuanxia involuntarily murmur, "Zhi Jun..."

Holding her delicate, soft face, Ito Koshiji gently turned Takahara Kasumi's gaze towards him.

Perhaps it was the death of her heart, or perhaps she had some strange thoughts in her heart, but Gao Yuanxia did not resist. Following Ito Etsu's power, she stared at him with her red eyes.

Gently stroking it, Ito Kozue wiped away the tear stains and whispered softly.

"Kasumi...Kasumi, drink this water and then get some rest."

You look very tired.

Her eyes were blurry again. Ito Koshino's gentle words were like a hot spring in the cold winter, healing her fragile heart that had been scratched by the biting cold wind.

A warm current surged from her heart, sweeping over Gao Yuanxia's entire body, causing her to involuntarily put down her water glass, move closer to Ito Etsutoshi, and gently rest her head in his warm arms.

"Um......"

Holding Takahara Kasumi in his arms, he gently laid her down on the tatami mat. Ito Koshitoshi softly covered her with a blanket and was about to get up and leave.

But he was stopped by a gentle force, and turned his head to stare at Gao Yuanxia's small hand that was gently tugging at his sleeve.

"Zhi-kun... could you... stay with me a little longer...?"

The faint moonlight shone through the curtains, reflecting off Gao Xuyuanxia's shy, blushing face.

"Rustle~"

Without refusing, Ito Koshizumi lay back down on the tatami mat, covered himself with the blanket, and the two lay side by side facing each other. Their eyes met, and it was as if the whole world became quiet. A subtle warmth filled the air, and an ambiguous atmosphere intertwined, making their hearts beat faster.

"Xia..."

Looking into Ito Koshitomo's dark, starry eyes, Takahara Kasumi involuntarily closed her eyes, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

Faced with such an obvious invitation, Ito Koshichi naturally accepted with pleasure, and his large, warm, and smooth hands gently caressed her pretty face.

"Xia..."

Warm lips kissed her brow, the corner of her eye, and her ear, finally settling on her cherry-like lips.

"Stop... Stop, my lord..."

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Kiss (4k)

“Stop… Stop, my lord…”

Gently stepping back, Ito Kozue gazed at the beautiful young woman before him, her face flushed with shyness and coy allure, her lips a luscious pink, and a fire within him began to burn brighter.

Feeling the heavy, scalding breath spraying on her face, Gao Yuanxia felt a complex mix of emotions: anticipation, shyness, secret joy, fear, and so on, making her body feel hot.

Ito Koshichi embraced Takahara Kasumi's plump waist and gently pinched the layer of fleshy little fat that had accumulated on her abdomen. The soft and smooth touch made Ito Koshichi love it.

"Kasumi...is it okay...?"

"..."

The rising temperature on the warm tatami suddenly froze. A flash of silver light from the ring on his finger told Ito Kozue that the beautiful young woman before him wasn't quite ready.

Although Kasumi Takahara, with her cowardly nature—witnessing her husband's affair with Hazuki and being provoked by Hazuki's close embrace—didn't dare to confront him directly, if Ito Koshitoshi were to forcefully possess her now, she certainly wouldn't dare to resist. However, this would severely damage Kasumi Takahara's already wounded heart, and she would definitely break down. That's not the outcome Ito Koshitoshi wants.

Although we can't take things any further tonight, after tonight's stimulation, a void has been opened in my heart. Under the gentle comfort of Ito Kotetsu, who takes advantage of the situation, Ito Kotetsu's goodwill towards her will definitely increase, and Ito Kotetsu's shadow will definitely remain in my heart.

If Hazuki and Takahara don't change their ways, it's a foregone conclusion that they will completely take over Kasumi Takahara; it's just a matter of time.

Gazing into Gao Yuanxia's slightly evasive eyes, Ito Koshi smiled slightly, not annoyed or ashamed by Gao Yuanxia's behavior of only stirring up trouble without extinguishing it.

With a gentle smile, Ito Koshichi rested his chin lightly on Takahara Kasumi's head, and softly stroked her hair with one hand.

"Don't worry, I won't force you. Go and rest."

"Stop, my lord..."

Buried in a warm embrace, feeling the intense heat of Ito Koshitomo's breath, Kaori Takahara felt a little guilty. After stirring up the restless heart of the young neighbor boy, seeing his distressed expression of unrequited love, how was she any different from those bad women?

After a moment of hesitation, Gao Yuanxia gently nuzzled Ito Kozue's neck, her pearly teeth lightly biting her red lips.

Feeling the itch on her neck, Ito Koshito loosened his arms from around Takahara Kasumi and looked at her upturned, blushing face with a puzzled expression.

“…Tomo-kun~” Facing Ito Koshitomo’s bright, star-like black eyes, Takahara Kasumi finally made up her mind, “Tomo-kun~ Except, except for the last step…”

Gazing into the gentle trembling of Gao Yuanxia's alluring eyes, filled with the ripples of spring-like passion, Ito Kozue understood. Gao Yuanxia must have seen his distress and mustered immense courage to make this decision. Touched, Ito Kozue's gaze softened further as he looked at Gao Yuanxia.

"it is good......"

He lowered his head slightly, the fine sweat on his forehead mingling with the fragrant sweat on Gao Yuanxia's face. His upturned nose gently touched Gao Yuanxia's delicate nose, and his lips parted slightly, his warm breath stirring Gao Yuanxia's emotions.