The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Ito Koshitomo: [Shut up!] (Read)

Keiko Mitarai (the perverted student council president): [Heh~ Getting angry now, aren't you! Trying to threaten me! Bring it on!] (Read)

Ito Koshitomo: [I'm going to school today. I'll come to the rooftop during lunch break.] (Read)

Keiko Mitarai (Perverted Student Council President): [Oh~ You know how to pick a spot~ The quiet rooftop is deserted, except for me, a weak woman caught red-handed, being wantonly played with by a pervert, wanting to resist but...] (Read)

Ito Koshitomo: [Stop your fantasies, you masochistic pervert!] (Read)

Keiko Mitarai (Perverted Student Council President): [Insulting and disciplining... Heh... You're quite good at it.] (Read)

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He tossed his phone onto the pillow, no longer bothering with the eccentric student council president who was getting more and more worked up the argument.

The grogginess from just waking up was completely dispelled by the bizarre actions of the student council president.

Ito Koshitoshi was starting to regret provoking this perverted student council president.

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

Chengshen Academy doesn't just plant one type of tree. In the face of the sweltering heat of May, the lush sycamore trees sway, their intertwined green leaves quietly purifying the scorching wind, leaving only a gentle, cool breeze that refreshes and soothes the students beneath.

The midday sun is the most intense, blazing down on every corner of the school.

Beyond the railing of the rooftop lies the boundless blue sea, its waves shimmering.

A gentle breeze brushed past, making the summer heat even more intense, ruffling Ito Koshito's disheveled hair. Beads of sweat trickled from his forehead, flowing down his face to his delicate collarbone.

Ito Koshito leaned against the shade of the rooftop and tugged at the collar of his uniform, hoping that the wider collar would carry away the heat from his body.

"Sigh... I must have been half asleep this morning, agreeing to meet on the rooftop..."

I knocked around, but there was no one there. There were only small weeds wilting and swaying precariously in the heat at the corner of the rooftop.

"Since there's no one here, it's fine to take off your shirt."

Faced with the sweltering heat, Ito Koshichi decided to take off his clothes to cool down.

Ito Koshichi rolled up his shirt sleeves halfway, revealing his strong, muscular physique. The two buttons on his chest were also undone, revealing his fair and firm skin. A refreshing breeze blew in his face, and Ito Koshichi couldn't help but shiver.

"click"

A crisp camera click rang out from the side, exceptionally clear in the empty and quiet rooftop.

"Hmph~ Now let's see how you deny that you're not a pervert!"

As the camera shutter clicked away, a clear and melodious female voice followed, tinged with a hint of excitement.

Ito Koshitoshi turned around and saw Mitarai Keiko, the aloof student council president of Seishin Academy.

"That perverted student council president is even taking pictures of other people without their consent. I'll sue you if you don't comply!"

Today, Keiko Mitarai is still wearing her Seishin Academy uniform, a fitted short white shirt that accentuates her alluring curves.

However, she seemed to be in a bit of a rush today, as she forgot to button up the collar of her top, revealing her alluring collarbone and a glimpse of its fair and delicate curve.

Beneath the JK mini skirt, glossy black stockings clung tightly to her fair legs, outlining a beautiful and slender silhouette.

Her jet-black, silky hair shimmered in the dazzling sunlight, as if adorned with a layer of faint golden radiance.

Her long, slender eyebrows were arched high, and a faint excitement radiated from them. Her delicate face was adorned with light makeup, making her even more exquisite and charming.

Keiko Mitarai raised her head high, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyes filled with excitement, as if she had discovered the secret that Ito Koshitomo was also a kindred spirit.

"Hmph~ You stripped naked and acted like a pervert in front of me, the student council president, and I haven't even punished you yet~"

Keiko Mitarai waved her phone in her hand, smiling charmingly.

"Oh, so, you perverted student council president, how do you plan to punish me~"

With a squinting eye, Ito Koshitomo walked slowly toward Mitarai Keiko with a smile.

"What, are you getting angry? Are you trying to snatch the evidence from my hands?"

Keiko Mitarai bit her lip and slowly backed away as Kozue Ito continued to approach, until she was cornered and leaned against the wall.

With her arms crossed over her shoulders, Keiko Mitarai lowered her head slightly and leaned to one side, seemingly somewhat uneasy. She looked like a delicate little lamb, being bullied and humiliated by the big bad wolf, Koshitomo Ito.

only......

Her burning gaze, constantly scanning Ito Koshito's figure, betrayed her; she was the wolf in sheep's clothing!

Under the play of light and shadow, the muscle lines resemble the contours of mountains, forming dynamic curves as the body rotates and bends, sculpting perfect pectoral muscles and eight-pack abs.

As Ito Koshino drew closer, his taut muscles, like a powerful hammer, made Mitarai Keiko's heart pound.

'Ito the Great Demon King, so handsome...'

Ito Koshiki leaned against the wall with one hand, his face gently approaching the delicate Mitarai Keiko, who was pursing her lips and looking like she was waiting to be bullied by the evil Ito the Great Demon King.

He reached out and gently lifted Mitarai Keiko's chin, lightly caressing it and feeling the delicate texture of the young girl's skin.

Ito Koshizumi chuckled and said, "Perverted student council president, didn't you say you were going to punish me? Or is it...?"

"...Actually, you're hoping I'll punish you~"

Chapter 89 The President on the Rooftop (Part 2)

The sky was azure, and the sun blazed fiercely. The midday sun was like a celestial fire descending upon the world, baking the earth until it was scorching hot. The only place on the rooftop where one could escape the blazing sun was the shade cast by the corner of the wall.

A gentle breeze, like a mischievous little sprite, brushed past the shadows and playfully lifted the hem of the girl's short skirt.

A touch of light blue, which gradually turned into dark blue, was revealed through the black stockings under the skirt. Unfortunately, no one could see this beautiful sight, including Ito Koshito, who was pinning the girl against the wall at that moment.

"Or perhaps... you're actually hoping I'll punish you?"

Gazing at Mitarai Keiko's beautiful face and feeling the girl's almost tangible, scorching breath, Ito Koshitomo chuckled softly. Just as he thought! What a perverted student council president!

With his eyes slightly lowered, Ito Koshino secretly observed the beautiful girl in front of him.

Her ample C-cup breasts, plump and round like a full moon, connected to her slender waist, creating a perfect S-shaped curve. Her straight, shapely legs in black stockings seemed to be nervously rubbing against each other in the face of the pressure from the Demon King Ito.

At this moment, the usually aloof student council president of Seishin Academy showed none of her usual tough demeanor...

Faced with the provocation and backtalk of the bad student Ito Koshitomo, President Mitarai could only scold him in a soft voice and issue two weak warnings.

"hen, hentai~"

"You are not allowed to talk back to the student council president."

"Hehe~" Ito Koshichi chuckled, "President, am I the pervert you're talking about?"

The May breeze, carrying a hint of heat, brushed against Mitarai Keiko's cheeks, making her feel even hotter. Her body, agitated by the heat, activated its cooling system, causing her black stockings to become somewhat unusable.

'That's it, that feeling! Being threatened by the Great Demon King Ito, feeling like my whole body is bound by his gaze, unable to move, only able to helplessly twist my delicate body, being manipulated into all sorts of positions at will, hiss~ hiss~'

Keiko Mitarai's gaze gradually became hazy, and a fiery blush spread rapidly across her cheeks as if fuel had been added to a fire, even her small earlobes radiating a faint heat.

'Aww~ I'm so excited...'

But...it's not enough!

'Why hasn't he made a move yet? I'm powerless to resist anymore. Hurry, hurry, play with me to your heart'

With her red lips slightly pursed, her soft hand gently pressed against Ito Koshito's chest, Mitarai Keiko's voice trembled slightly, "What, what do you want to do~ I'm the student council president, I won't give in, even if you use your evil hands to wantonly play with every part of my body, licking my lips, neck, waist, thighs... I'll, I'll, moan~"

"...I underestimated your twisted nature."

"Don't you guys just like this kind of conquering vibe?"

Keiko Mitarai blinked her watery eyes, raised her delicate chin high, and her face flushed red, all of which spoke of her excitement.

With her luscious pink lips pouting, a strand of silver thread shimmered with a crystal-clear luster, like a mouthwatering jelly, inviting Ito Koshitoshi to taste it.

"What we guys like is the sense of conquest that turns a proud and aloof queen into a cute little kitten that belongs only to us, not a pervert like you who gives yourself away for free."

With slender fingertips gently tracing her soft lips, leaving a trail of sticky saliva, Ito Kozue lightly caressed Mitarai Keiko's delicate face with his fingers.

"Do you understand now? You masochistic pervert~"

"Hissing hissing~~~"

"Insult play, I get it, he really is a pervert~"

"It seems they didn't listen at all."

Ito Koshitoshi, somewhat helplessly, extended his long, slender, fair index and middle fingers and gently tapped Mitarai Keiko's smooth, fair forehead.

"However... it's precisely because the perverted student council president is a perverted student council president that I'm attracted to you."

"!"

"What nonsense are you spouting all of a sudden!" Ito Koshitomo was taken aback by his sudden, confession-like words.

The soft, gentle words, yet like a series of powerful punches, struck Mitarai Keiko's ears, leaving her dazed and confused. Strands of her smooth, black hair seemed to swirl with wisps of white smoke.

"What's with this bastard Ito saying all this nonsense? Why don't you just show your evil nature and threaten me with your despicable methods...?"

Keiko Mitarai, who had been pressed against Ito Koshito's chest, now had her small hands, which were both resisting and welcoming, hanging down near the hem of her skirt, gently pinching and nervously kneading the hem.

With a slightly awkward turn of her body, Mitarai Keiko's original perverted nature was somewhat restrained, and she instead showed some of the shyness of an innocent young girl being pinned against a wall.

"Is it... is it that you're trying to lull me into a false sense of security by saying sweet words, to lower my guard, and to make me completely your plaything, you great demon king...?"

"Great Demon King, so this is how you see me?"

"That's right, you're just a perverted demon king who uses girls' vulnerabilities to threaten them and commit lewd acts against them."

"Hehe~ A perverted demon king, not bad."

Ito Etsutoshi's smile grew even wider, and the curve of his lips became even more pronounced.

I felt closer to Keiko Mitarai, experiencing the pleasurable touch and the pounding heartbeat within her softness.

"Then I, the great demon king, must fulfill my duty."

Ito Koshitomo spoke casually, his raised hand gently brushing through Mitarai Keiko's hair, reaching her delicate collarbone.

The slightly bent thighs parted at the knees of Mitarai Keiko's legs, which were pressed together. Even through her pants, one could feel the silkiness of her black stockings and the softness of her rounded thighs.

"Whoo~"

Feeling the warmth of her fingertips on her collarbone, the gentle caress along her neck, across her face, and finally gently lifting her delicate chin, Mitarai Keiko couldn't help but be captivated by that fleeting warmth.

A misty haze settled over her alluring eyes, and Mitarai Keiko couldn't help but tiptoe, her cherry lips parting slightly as she uttered a soft murmur.