The Underworld, Starting with Debt

A flash of silver light appeared on the ring in his hand, and Ito Koshitoshi narrowed his eyes slightly. 'So you don't mind me knowing your secret...? What if I...?'

Looking down at the blushing woman who was perfunctorily flipping through the folder, Ito Koshito felt a slight sense of relief and a mischievous smile crept across his face.

With a slight tug on his knee, Ito Koshito leaned close to Mitarai Keiko's ear, his breath brushing against her sensitive skin, causing her to tremble. "President Mitarai... have you eaten the banana yet?"

'Thump-thump-thump-' Her heart pounded wildly, as if it were about to burst out of her chest. Mitarai Keiko gripped the edge of the folder tightly with both hands.

'As expected, the evil demon king Satan is finally going to make his move on me! Damn it, poor me, an ordinary girl, am I destined to be manipulated and toyed with at his whim, only able to be played with and ruined by his lecherous power every day... No, I can't just give in to him like this!'

Ito Koshitomo twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little ashamed: 'President, you seem so aloof in front of the students, but your heart is warmer than anyone else's.'

He hadn't expected that student council president Keiko Mitarai's inner thoughts were so rich, like a captivating novel filled with countless fantasies and dramatic plots.

"Gurgle~" She uttered a series of sweet, incomprehensible murmurs, her pearly teeth lightly biting her cherry lips. Mitarai Keiko's face was flushed, and her misty eyes, filled with restless desire, stubbornly raised her head to look at the evil demon king in front of her, Ito Koshitomo!

"Hmph! So you couldn't resist your filthy desires after all and are going to make a move on me! Damn it, in the name of the student council president, bring it on, I will not yield to you!"

“Uh…” Ito Koshito was slightly taken aback. “Bring it on, I won’t give in”, wasn’t that a contradiction?

Feeling the soft, delicate body pressed even closer, Ito Kozue was speechless. Something felt off; had the situation reversed?

Ito Koshito couldn't help but fall into deep thought. The aloof student council president of the private Seishin Academy high school should, probably, definitely have that kind of attribute!

Seeing the dazed and confused Ito Kozue, Mitarai Keiko gritted her teeth: "Damn it, idle play~ As expected, he's someone whose head is full of perverted ideas!"

Coming to his senses, feeling the restless squirming and caressing of the delicate body in his arms, Ito Kozue smiled slightly, rested his chin on Mitarai Keiko's smooth shoulder, and stuck out his tongue to lick her delicate white earlobe.

"嘤咛~"

The sensitive touch sent shivers down Mitarai Keiko's spine. She involuntarily arched her back, burying her head in Ito Koshiji's broad chest, greedily inhaling his pleasant scent. "Mmm...no...don't do this..."

"President, didn't you invite me?" Ito Koshitomo feigned surprise and pulled Mitarai Keiko away from his embrace.

"Nonsense, you're the one who threatened me!" Feeling the warmth of the embrace as she left, Mitarai Keiko felt a little reluctant, facing Ito Koshitomo's teasing gaze.

Keiko Mitarai gripped the edge of the table, bracing her weak legs, and pursed her pink lips as she retorted.

Chapter 81 The Perverted President (4k6)

"Oh, really? Hehe~"

Keiko Mitarai's flushed face grew even hotter. She knew her actions lacked persuasiveness, but seeing the wicked smile on Ito Koshitomo's face, she felt a surge of resentment and refused to admit it.

"I know!" Keiko Mitarai continued stubbornly, "You're just manipulating me! You're trying to attack my mind with words, confuse my logic, and make me think I'm some insatiable, insatiable woman, so you can scheme to make me your slave, right?!"

"Hmph~ As expected of a pervert, you are so evil, I almost fell for your trick!" Mitarai Keiko felt more and more justified as she spoke, her tone becoming more and more firm, her eyes shining with a crystal light, as if she was happy to have seen through the Great Demon King Ito's scheme.

Ito Koshito's eyebrows twitched, as if the logic had been explained to him. Could it be that I was really manipulating her?

“You really are…” She shook her head, dispelling the inexplicable thought that had appeared in her mind, and looked up at the clock behind Mitarai Keiko.

Summer has not yet arrived, but its signs are already emerging. The setting sun gradually sinks below the horizon, but the evening breeze still carries a considerable amount of heat, blowing into the elegant office and making the already enchanting temperature even hotter.

Twisting her body, Mitarai Keiko felt a tremor in her heart as she felt Ito Koshi's gaze fixed on her. Her hot body pressed even harder to accentuate her curvaceous figure.

'He's looking at me~ He must be captivated by my charm... Ugh, Keiko Mitarai, what are you doing! How can you be secretly pleased just because of that perverted Ito's gaze! He's the evil demon king who's threatening you!'

She pursed her pink lips, looking at Ito Kozue's continued staring at her without making a move, and felt somewhat disappointed. She then parted her cherry lips slightly.

"Hmph~ This is a new way of playing, isn't it! Eye contact play! You want to make me sensitive with your lustful gaze so you can take the opportunity to do some dirty things. How perverted~"

"What are you thinking? I was just checking the time..." Ito Koshito said, somewhat speechless, as it was getting late and he was already planning to go back.

As for Mitarai Keiko, they had already exchanged contact information, and Ito Koshitoshi had seen through her true nature. Even if he didn't go looking for her, Mitarai Keiko would probably contact him on her own, so... Ito Koshitoshi wasn't in a hurry.

"Alright, it's getting late, President Mitarai, I'll head back now. See you another time!"

Turning around, Ito Koshitoshi waved to Mitarai Keiko and walked towards the door.

Watching Ito Koshitomo's retreating figure, Mitarai Keiko gritted her teeth, somewhat unwilling. 'How could this be... I was just getting excited... Ugh, anyway, I can't let this end like this!'

"Who knows? Maybe you're just making excuses to cover up your perverted desires."

Keiko Mitarai tilted her long, slender neck back, her eyebrows raised high, her expression full of provocation, and stared at him with disdain, her voice cold and clear.

"Hmm?" Raising an eyebrow, Ito Kozue stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at Mitarai Keiko with a calm expression.

Noticing the gaze returning to her, Keiko Mitarai's lips curled into a slight smile, which she quickly suppressed, letting out a cold snort.

"Hmph~ What, you're getting angry because I hit the nail on the head? Are you going to tear off your disguise and reveal your perverted nature?"

"Tap tap~"

Ito Koshito slowly walked up to Mitarai Keiko, each step seemingly stepping on the gaps in her constantly beating heart, giving her an unusual sense of pressure.

Keiko Mitarai feigned nervousness, taking a few steps back and staring at him warily: "What do you want?"

Ito Koshito stepped forward, extended his finger and gently lifted Mitarai Keiko's delicate chin, a half-smile on his face.

"What are we doing? Let's do what you've been looking forward to the most—how about it?"

Keiko Mitarai's eyes gradually filled with a misty haze, a hint of expectation in them, yet she continued to stubbornly maintain her facade:

"Expecting? What nonsense are you talking about!"

Keiko Mitarai raised her head high and retorted haughtily, "I'm the student council president! I... I was just forced into this!"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Ito Kozue rolled his eyes, released his grip on her chin, leaned down, and placed his hands on the table, encircling her in his arms. His fingertips traced the girl's burning cheeks, touching her warm, red lips. Mitarai Keiko's whole body felt soft, emm... her lips were soft too.

Mitarai Keiko felt the burning heat of Ito Koshino's breath, her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushed, and she dared not look him in the eye again.

"President, are you looking forward to it?"

"Who, who's been expecting this?"

Her brows seemed to be caressed by a spring breeze, brewing a sweet spring atmosphere. Her long eyelashes trembled gently, and Mitarai Keiko's luscious red lips unconsciously pouted, ready for a kiss.

"Haha~"

The body tells a lot!

He chuckled softly, a wicked smile playing on his lips, but Ito Koshitoki didn't kiss Mitarai Keiko as she had expected. Instead...

Slender, long fingers either entwine, wrap, or pinch; in this delicate interaction, the fingers seem to be performing a magnificent waltz with the soft little snake. Every touch is a turn in the dance steps, and every caress is accompanied by a rhythmic rise and fall of "tick-tick".

"Chirp~"

"President, it seems your words are quite sweet~"

He placed his hand in front of Mitarai Keiko, his two fingers held like scissors, with a few strands of sticky, silvery hairs on them.

"No~"

The afterglow of dusk shone on the cherry blossom trees outside the window, and the dappled light reflected in Keiko Mitarai's shimmering, charming eyes.

Keiko Mitarai's expression was somewhat dazed, her eyes darting around, and she turned her head away, saying, "Pervert~"

"Still being stubborn... Well then, we'll have to teach the student council president a little lesson~"

Ito Koshiki grasped Mitarai Keiko's slender wrist and pulled her to a chair, making her stand in front of him.

He commanded without room for argument: "Lift up your skirt."

Keiko Mitarai froze for a second, her face turning bright red: "W-what?"

"Lift up your skirt!" Ito Koshichi looked at her quietly, without saying a word.

"So, you finally couldn't control your desires anymore!"

Gazing at Ito Koshitomo's unquestioning gaze, Mitarai Keiko felt a little shy, but she still followed Ito Koshitomo's orders, slowly reaching down with both hands to catch the hem of her JK skirt, and then lifting it up little by little.

Keiko Mitarai was wearing a pair of over-the-knee, semi-transparent black pantyhose today. As her skirt rose, a touch of blue appeared, creating a captivating scene between her thighs and groin.

The girl's shapely, straight legs, clad in black stockings, appeared even whiter and more delicate. The tight edges of the stockings left a gentle mark between her full thighs.

"Look, what a pervert!" Keiko Mitarai's face flushed with excitement, and she bit her lip, looking stubborn.

"Tsk tsk~ President, it's all turned dark blue now~"

"No, no ruthless~"

"Haha~"

With a slight smile, Ito Koshitomo spoke again: "Then, Chairman, take it off!"

"You, you..." Mitarai Keiko was shocked, feeling extremely ashamed and indignant, yet her body was trembling slightly.

"Didn't you say I'm a total pervert? If I'm a total pervert, of course I'll do the things that a total pervert would do~"

After saying that, Ito Koshichi helped Mitarai Keiko hold the hem of her skirt.

"You can do it yourself~"

"Gurgle~ You've messed with me!" Mitarai Keiko slumped forward, leaning weakly against Ito Koshitomo's arms. 'I...I've been easily toyed with by the Great Demon King Ito...I have no choice but to do as the Great Demon King Ito wickedly demands, otherwise Keiko-chan won't be able to go home today...'

With his hands slowly reaching down, after a rustling sound, Ito Kozue held a blue girl's item in his hands, put it in his pocket, and waved to Mitarai Keiko again.

"Hehe~ President, you can go back like this today~ I'll be going now."

"Gu~~"

As the evening breeze blew, Ito Koshito's hair fluttered and her clothes rustled. When she reached the cherry blossom path at school, she turned her head and saw a girl standing quietly by a window upstairs, her dreamy expression illuminated by the shimmering glow of the setting sun.

......

In the deep of night, under the incandescent streetlights on the telephone poles, Ito Koshi loosened the collar of his shirt, which was damp and stuck to his neck.

"I need to go back and take a shower right away, this sticky feeling is so uncomfortable..."

After school, he didn't go back to his small rented room, but was invited to Miyuki Aso's house for a meal.

As for what to do after a meal... of course, it's good to do some relaxing and healthy exercises to aid digestion.

A gentle evening breeze blew, and the sweat on my clothes brought a chill, prompting Ito to quicken his pace.

Arriving at the small taxi, a familiar figure leaned against the railing of the upstairs corridor, seemingly drawing all the surrounding light sources towards him, as did Ito Koshitoki's gaze.

Her snow-white arms rested gently on the railing, Gao Yuanxia propped her chin with her right hand, and looked up at the bright crescent moon hanging high in the night sky.

Today she was wearing a pure white lace-patterned nightgown, her black hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders like silk. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, and her limpid gaze held a hint of...

Unfortunately, a unique kind of sorrow lingered.

The moonlight and the evening breeze played a gentle melody of nature on a few trees in the distance. But such a beautiful night scene could not alleviate the melancholy in Gao Yuanxia's heart.

'It's happening again... Should I go find Zhi-jun...?'