The Underworld, Starting with Debt

'Although Zhijun told me that I could talk to him about my troubles, but... I wonder if he'll get annoyed if an old aunt like me keeps bothering him... Sigh~'

Gao Yuanxia stared blankly into the distance when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a strong figure walking towards her from the corner of her eye.

Upon closer inspection, she recognized Ito Koshitoshi, the man she had been thinking about. Her troubled and conflicted thoughts seemed to be carried away by the evening breeze, drifting towards a distant city.

Her cherry-red lips were slightly upturned, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes sparkled with a gentle, radiant beauty.

Gao Yuanxia stretched out her fair and slender hand and shook it towards Ito Etsutoshi.

The light silk clung to her voluptuous body, outlining her graceful and alluring curves. The neckline of her slip dress was open, revealing her smooth, fair shoulders, exuding a captivating allure.

Her exaggerated boobs were restrained by a pure white silk lace nightgown, yet every time she shook her head, the soft fabric undulated.

Her waist was long and alluring, the halter dress clinging tightly to her waist, as graceful as a serpentine enchantress. The hem of the dress gently brushed against her thighs, outlining the lines of her long legs, which, under the bright moonlight, radiated a warm and seductive glow.

Ito stopped in his tracks, staring at the slender, jade-like hand waving at him. He was momentarily stunned, then a warm smile spread across his face as he waved back at Takahara Kasumi.

She continued walking towards the rented house with her long legs. When Ito Koshi arrived at her door, Takahara Kasumi also came down from the second floor.

"Good evening, Zhi-kun~"

"Good evening, Sister Xia..." Ito Koshito gazed at the mature yet shy woman in front of him, smiling, and said, "Sister Xia, why are you still out so late? Why don't you go home and rest?"

"...I can't sleep."

Looking into Takahara Kasumi's somewhat melancholic eyes, Ito Koshito immediately understood. So, it was Takahara Kasumi's 'good family' again. He then realized he had asked a very foolish question. Ito Koshito immediately changed the subject:

"Sister Xia... Your white nightgown looks beautiful today! You and white go so well together."

"Thanks......"

Feeling as sweet as if she had eaten honey, Gao Yuanxia's lips curled up in a happy smile. Ito Etsushi's admiring gaze made her feel a little shy, but more than that, she was satisfied that she could still attract Ito Etsushi.

"Smack!" Ito Kozue slapped his forehead in annoyance and said, "Oh dear, it's all my fault! I forgot to open the door and let Kasumi-neechan in."

"click"

Seeing the door behind him open, Ito Koshito placed his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and smiled broadly: "Please come in, Miss Kasumi."

"Pfft~" Covering her small mouth, the slender camisole covering her plump breasts was pulled and tugged with Gao Yuanxia's coquettish laughter, as if it was about to break at any moment.

The heavy weight of the item captivated Ito Koshino.

Gently patting her chest to calm herself, Gao Yuanxia stopped laughing: "No, no need... it's so late..."

"Come on~ come on~" Quietly approaching Gao Yuanxia from behind, Ito Yuezhi didn't give her a chance to continue being coy. He lifted her smooth and delicate shoulders and gently pushed her into the small rented room.

The beautiful married woman next door, who was bad at saying no, just like that...

She walked hesitantly into the neighbor boy's single room.

Turn on the light switch on the wall, and the small, dark rental room is instantly illuminated.

Under the soft light, her chestnut hair cascaded down, and her perfect profile appeared clear and lovely as she turned her head and smiled gently.

He handed the poured water to Kaori Takahara and pointed to the bathroom: "Kaori-neechan, please sit for a while. I'll go clean myself up first."

"Um......"

After Ito Koshitoshi's figure disappeared into the bathroom, Takahara Kasumi looked around and saw that the tatami mats that had been piled up in the morning were still in the same place.

"Zhi-kun, did you just get home? It's so late, what was he busy with before?"

After placing the cups down, Gao Yuanxia stood up, walked to the tatami mats, and laid them out on the open ground.

She skillfully lays out the tatami mats neatly, something Gao Yuanxia often does at home, and she's long since become adept at it.

"Phew—it's all made up." Brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, Gao Yuanxia stared at the neatly arranged tatami mats, unconsciously murmuring to herself, 'Just like at home, making the bed, the whole family sleeping together... the whole family, Xiaoyue, husband... "husband."'

For some reason, Gao Yuanxia initially exuded a gloomy aura, but after a short while, a faint blush quickly crept onto her delicate cheeks, and she covered her pretty face with her small hands.

Ito Koshito took a cold shower, changed into a clean white t-shirt and loose shorts, and came out. He was slightly taken aback when he saw the tatami mats that had already been laid out.

"Sister Xia..."

"Shizu-kun~" Perhaps the fantasies in her mind overwhelmed Takahara Kasumi's rationality. Upon seeing Ito Koshizumi walk out of the bathroom, Takahara Kasumi, who was kneeling on the tatami, pulled back the blanket.

Her alluring eyes were like two pools of spring water, swirling with an indescribable, hazy mist, so thick it seemed as if one could draw out threads from them.

"Zhi-kun, it's time to rest."

Chapter 82 Flowers in the Rain

"Zhi-kun~ It's time to rest~"

After she uttered those sweet words, Gao Yuanxia froze, her eyes darting around like mosquito coils, and she felt as if steam was rising from the top of her head. Covering her burning face, Gao Yuanxia felt as if her heart was engulfed by volcanic lava, so ashamed she was about to explode.

'Ugh~ What am I saying! Isn't this harassing the boy next door?!'

"Stop, Stop-kun, I... I'll head back now..."

Still covering her face, Gao Yuanxia hurriedly stood up from the tatami mat and staggered toward the door.

But she suddenly felt a burning resistance against her plump waist.

Holding Takahara Kasumi's waist, Ito Koshiki leaned forward, resting his head against her smooth, fragrant shoulder from behind, his hot breath spraying onto her snow-white, slender neck. "Kasumi-neechan, don't rush off~ Help me dry my hair, okay~"

The magnetic boy's voice lingered in her ears, like thunder in a storm, deep yet tingling, flowing through Gao Yuanxia's nerves, electrifying her until she was weak and powerless, her soft body limply lying in Ito Koichi's arms.

"...Hmm~!"

The soft, gentle response was like the light rain in Jiangnan in May, gently falling on the heart and giving one an indescribable tenderness.

Warm hands roamed over her plump waist, grasped her slender wrists, and gently pulled Gao Yuanxia down to the desk.

"Here you go, thank you so much, Sister Xia~"

"Ok!"

After adjusting the temperature and wind speed to a suitable level, Kasumi Takahara gently touched Ito Koshizumi's damp hair, her delicate little hands tracing the texture and softly smoothing it.

Feeling the gentle movement above his head, Ito Koshitoshi comfortably squinted his eyes, as if all the fatigue of the day had been purified away at that moment.

Gazing at Gao Yuanxia's gentle profile, especially the focused and dependent expression on her face as she carefully stroked his hair, Ito Koshito's heart raced. His hands couldn't help but trace the silky hem of her skirt, slowly caressing her full, rounded thighs.

"Mmm~" The gentle touch felt like a heavy hammer blow to her legs, causing Gao Yuanxia to tremble and shudder, unable to help but let out a soft moan.

"Stop, stop, my lord~"

Gao Yuanxia wanted to reach out and grab Ito Koshichi's mischievous hand, but her delicate body, long deprived of the elements, trembled, captivated by Ito Koshichi's burning heat, preventing her from moving.

"Sister Xia, please continue drying my hair."

Feeling the smooth, soft texture of the beautiful woman's plump legs, her skin moist and supple, Ito Koshi licked his dry lips, his eyes becoming even more deep and dreamy. He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing a few times.

"Whoohoo-"

In the quiet room, the only sound was the whirring of the hairdryer.

Ito Koshito's hairdryer wasn't very powerful, so it took more than ten minutes for the hot air to gradually dry his hair. However, while Ito Koshito's hair was dry, Takahara Kasumi's 'hair'... was still wet...

Ito Koshito raised his head and looked at Takahara Kasumi, whose eyes were glistening with tears. He couldn't help but exhale a breath of hot air, causing the most beautiful flower of the Takahara family to tremble again and collapse limply towards Ito Koshito.

A blush crept across the beautiful young woman's face. Her eyes were half-closed, and her watery, beautiful eyes, filled with longing and a dreamy look, gazed tenderly at Ito Koshitoki.

Turning off the hairdryer, Ito Koshiki easily embraced the beautiful woman's soft, fleshy body in a princess carry.

"Sister Xia...we should rest now~"

"Hmm~"

The soft response made Ito Koshitomo quicken his pace toward the tatami mat.

The night was as still as water, yet the quiet grove was teeming with life. Occasionally, the chirping of insects mingled with the babbling of the stream flowing through the woods, creating a beautiful symphony of the night.

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

Over the next few days, Ito Koshitomo's life became relatively peaceful because there were no new tasks from Korokka. His daily routine was simple and clear: school, Aso Miyuri's house, and his own rented apartment, a straight line between three points.

At school, he would sometimes be intimate with the two hot girls, Rina Tsushima and Rina Kurashiki, sometimes be sweet and affectionate with Natsuha Murasomiya, or playfully fight with the Haruno siblings and Chizuru Shiina, and occasionally bring Natsuha Murasomiya back to his small rented room.

In the evenings, we would eat at Miyuki Aso's house, where they would occasionally cook a few meat dishes to supplement our nutrition.

Late at night, they discussed biological knowledge with Madam Gaoyuan Xia. Although the final step of the practice had not yet been carried out, the two of them had already overcome various difficult knowledge points one by one.

However, it wasn't until Friday night that Ito Koshi finally got his wish and discussed further biological knowledge with Takahara Kasumi.

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

As time went by, the signs of summer grew stronger. Around 3 p.m., when school let out, Shinomiya Natsume tugged at her slightly damp uniform and stood prettily in front of Ito Kozue's desk.

"It's so hot..." She touched the fragrant sweat on her fair and slender neck. Her snow-white and smooth young skin was covered with beads of sweat, round and bright like pearls, which slid down the gap in her collar and across her full curves.

Murasaki Natsumi's eyes darted around, her limpid gaze revealing an indescribable allure as she looked at Ito Koshitoshi with a cloying look: "Hey~ Koshitoshi-kun, can I borrow your bathroom~?"

Feeling the warm touch between his arms, and seeing the charming and spring-like expression on Murasaki Natsuha's face as she linked arms with his, Ito Kozue knew perfectly well that Murasaki Natsuha wanted to engage in some wet and intimate lovemaking again.

"Hmm~"

Beneath the withered cherry blossoms, the road was littered with bare, white thighs. The sweltering heat had led the girls to don revealing skirts and shorts. As they walked the streets, their bare legs gleamed in the sunlight, attracting the attention of passersby.

"Hmm~" Natsumi Murasaki gave a coquettish snort, "With a beauty like me by your side, why are you staring at other girls!"

Holding Natsume Murasaki in his arms, Ito Koshitomo kissed her and chuckled, "Where are you? I'm only looking at my Natsume~"

Hearing Ito Koshichi's sweet words, Murasaki Natsume gave a soft hum, feeling sweet inside. She couldn't help but lean closer to Ito Koshichi, holding him even tighter, and nuzzled her small nose against his chest: "Hmph~~ Why are you being so sweet-talking today?"

"Because the person I'm talking to is Natsume, whom I like~"

"Aww~ So cheesy~ But... I'm so happy~" She pursed her pink lips, then leaned over, her full breasts pressing against Ito Koshizumi's chest. Gazing into his eyes, her gaze was alluring, her breath sweet as orchids: "If you can perform even better later~ I'll be even happier~"

The warm breath gently caressed the skin on his neck, and the ambiguous words stirred Ito Koshito's heart.

Arriving at an intersection, staring at the rapidly changing traffic lights on the other side, Ito Koshitomo and Shizumiya Natsuha leaned intimately together, whispering sweet nothings to each other, when a greeting broke the idyllic atmosphere between them.

"Brother Ito~"

Upon hearing this, Ito Koshito turned around and saw Takahara Hazuki standing beside him. Her green hair ribbon, like rabbit ears, added a touch of charm to the girl's cute face. She was carrying a pink backpack, wearing a sweet smile, and her gaze shifted between Ito Koshito and Murasomiya Natsume.

"Hello, Highland sister." Ito Koshito nodded gently to her.

"Brother Ito~ Is this your girlfriend?" Takahara Hazuki didn't seem to care much about Ito Kozue's somewhat indifferent reaction.

'After all, Dad and Ito-nii-chan had a fight because of me the day before yesterday~' Hazuki Takahara thought narcissistically to herself, 'But... if I hand over that disgusting old man's plan to Ito-nii-chan to carry out later, he'll definitely make up with me!'

Turning her attention to Natsume Murasaki, Hazuki Takahara smiled sweetly.