The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Birds chirped and hopped between the power lines on the telephone poles.

Beneath the telephone pole, light and shadow intertwined, long shadows receding continuously. Ito Koshiki embraced Shirakawa Miwa's plump figure, and the two slowly moved away from the bustling center of the circle.

As if she were constantly hypnotizing herself, Shirakawa Miwa forgot her shyness and her identity as Ito Koshitoshi's girlfriend, Mori, and wholeheartedly played the role of his girlfriend, experiencing an unprecedentedly sweet romantic date.

They went shopping, ate, and strolled around like any other couple on a date... (Forgive me, I'm a single person and don't know what a couple's date is like~)

"Beauty and..."

In a secluded and beautiful grove park, the evening breeze gently rustles the leaves, and the afterglow of the setting sun gradually becomes hazy, with dappled light and shadows swaying and becoming increasingly indistinct.

As the evening breeze blew, a few strands of chestnut-colored hair fluttered across Shirakawa Miwa's forehead, highlighting the gentle charm of her pretty face.

"what's wrong?"

Shirakawa Miwa looked up at Ito Koshitoki with a sweet smile on her face and asked softly.

"Miwa, you look so beautiful today..."

The boy's magnetic voice rang in her ears, and Ito Koshitoki suddenly launched an attack, his large palm slowly caressing Shirakawa Miwa's delicate face.

The setting sun reflected in Ito Koshitomo's bright eyes, making them appear exceptionally fiery red, as if a flame was burning within them, which made Shirakawa Miwa feel somewhat hot.

Her radiant eyes gradually filled with mist, and Shirakawa Miwa licked her slightly dry, pink lips, making them appear even more alluring.

'Zhi-kun seems even more handsome now... I really want to... kiss him...'

"Stop, my lord~"

It's so hot~ My head is spinning~

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, and Shirakawa Miwa's heart raced like a galloping racehorse, her emotions rising to their peak as tension and anticipation intertwined.

The heat from Ito Koshitomo's palm left a gentle mark on Shirakawa Miwa's cheek. Like a spoiled kitten, Shirakawa Miwa gently rubbed her palm against Ito Koshitomo's.

Her soft, luscious lips were like a sweet flower, as if a sweet fragrance was spreading, inviting Ito Koshino to taste them.

As if by accident, her slender fingertips gently brushed against the edge of Shirakawa Miwa's warm, red lips.

Shirakawa Miwa shuddered, shivered, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Stop, my lord~~"

"No, stop teasing me!"

Upon hearing this, Ito Koshiki lifted Shirakawa Miwa's delicate chin and gently stroked it, his movements delicate and tender, as if he were cherishing a precious treasure, making Shirakawa Miwa feel weak and powerless all over.

"Beauty and..."

With a soft call, as she murmured sweetly, Ito Koshino kissed her gently yet domineeringly.

The evening breeze was gentle and soft.

"Well......"

With her hands outstretched, Shirakawa Miwa proactively wrapped them around Ito Koshitomo's neck.

Miwa Shirakawa's lips exuded a fragrance that was somewhere between youthful and mature, like a glass of mellow and sweet wine, which intoxicated Ito Koshitomo.

Experiencing the sweet feeling of a kiss for the first time, Shirakawa Miwa felt as if she were immersed in a warm ocean, comfortable and relaxed, her whole body surrounded by tenderness.

Just as the two were deeply entangled in tender affection, an arrogant voice suddenly rang out in the quiet grove park, interrupting their sweet kiss.

"Tsk tsk tsk, those two adulterers are in such a hurry? Already so thirsty even outdoors? Heh~"

Chapter 100: The Effects of the Drug Take Effect

Miwa Shirakawa awoke from her enchanting illusion and only realized what was happening when she heard that piercing sound.

"Zhi-kun... let's leave quickly."

After saying this, Shirakawa Miwa shyly buried herself in Ito Koshitomo's arms, seemingly ashamed to be seen by others.

However, the intense masculine scent of Ito Koshito kept flooding into Shirakawa Miwa's nostrils, making her cheeks even more flushed and hot. Gradually, her somewhat clear-headed reason began to dissipate, and the heat in her heart overwhelmed her sense of shame.

Shirakawa Miwa kept writhing her delicate body under Ito Etsu's gaze.

"Miwa, I'm afraid... even if we wanted to leave, Emperor Gaozong wouldn't allow it..."

Gently comforting Shirakawa Miwa in his arms, Ito Koshino thought she was just feeling uneasy.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ito Koshito's eyes flashed with a cold light. He wasn't that forgetful; only a morning had passed, and he wouldn't forget that hypocritical voice so quickly.

"You agree, Mr. Gojong."

Ito Koshito slowly turned his head and looked at Takamune Tobiki, who appeared to the side. He had a wicked smile on his face and was accompanied by several people with tattoos, earrings, or dyed hair, who had a very bad reputation.

"Emperor Gaozong's door tree?"

Shirakawa Miwa was startled. She raised her head in a daze and looked to the side, but even with her head burning like a rag doll, her eyes, brimming with spring water, could only focus on a few blurry figures.

"Tsk tsk, that gaze, it's really something!"

Gazing into Shirakawa Miwa's dreamy eyes, Takamune Tobiki, with an arrogant smile, swayed as he walked towards Ito Koshitomo.

"You guessed right, Mr. Ito. Too bad there's no reward... or rather... perhaps my brothers behind me will give you a proper welcome."

"As for Shirakawa Miwa, that bitch, hehehe~" His tone gradually became lewd. Takamune Tobiki had already come in front of Ito Koshitomo. Like a lamb to the slaughter, Takamune Tobiki reached out and slowly reached out to touch Shirakawa Miwa's cheek.

"She pretends to be so innocent in front of me, but in front of this little beast, she's like a thirsty, infatuated woman..."

"The drug has already taken effect. I'm going to let this little beast see how you'll be played with and turned into my own personal slut!"

"Snapped!"

"Huh?" A large hand gripped his forward arm. Takamune Tobiki looked at Ito Kozue, who was holding his hand, and remained arrogant: "Kid, I advise you to be kind. Let go of me now, or I might have my brothers go easy on you later, hahaha... uh uh uh..."

The increased force on his wrist caused Gao Zongfei's wild laughter to gradually turn into a low moan of pain.

Ito Koshitomo tightened his grip slightly, causing Takamune Tobiki to howl in pain again: "Let go... let go..."

"Zhi-kun~~ Hmm?~"

At this moment, Shirakawa Miwa in his arms let out a sweet, whimpering sound that was hard to understand. She wriggled around Ito Koshichi like a kitten, her slender hands tracing Ito Koshichi's waist, her cool fingertips teasing his hard abs. Her pink tongue, like a kitten drinking water, licked Ito Koshichi's neck, one stroke at a time.

He tightened his arms around Shirakawa Miwa, pulling her even closer into his embrace.

"Sweetie, you can be all cute later~ I'll crush these bits and pieces first!"

The gentleness in her eyes vanished the moment her gaze left Shirakawa Miwa.

His fierce gaze was like that of a wild beast hunting its prey.

"Boom!"

With a powerful kick, Gao Zongfei was sent flying.

"what!"

A piercing scream, as sharp as fingernails scraping against a blackboard, echoed through the sky.

"Bam—!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out, and Takamune Tobiki knelt on the ground, wailing incessantly. He never imagined that Ito Koshitomo would dare to resist.

"Damn it! Damn it! Kill him! Kill him! Kill this little beast!"

Upon seeing their patron being beaten and hearing his orders, a group of thugs immediately charged at Ito Koshitoshi, hurling insults and profanities at him.

With his knees slightly bent, Ito Koshichi held the soft, delicate body that was being rubbed against him in his arms, and quickly rushed towards the group of thugs.

"boom!"

His taut legs were like steel towers, and his powerful kicks were as swift as cannonballs, capable of knocking down a thug in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With three consecutive kicks, all three thugs were sent flying, tracing parabolic arcs in the air before crashing to the ground.

Even with Shirakawa Miwa in his arms, which made movement somewhat difficult, Ito Koshitomo still managed to cleanly and efficiently knock them to the ground, quickly ending the battle.

Fortunately, they didn't bring any weapons, otherwise it would have been difficult to protect Shirakawa Miwa.

After giving a cold glance to the thugs lying on the ground groaning, Ito Koshitoshi looked in the direction of Takamune Tobiki.

Seeing that things were not going well, Takamune Tobiki, despite the excruciating pain in his body, limped away from Ito Koshitomo.

"Drink up~ Drink up~"

Gao Zongfei was panting heavily, letting out muffled groans, his body hunched over, like a defeated wild dog running for its life.

"Ta~ta~"

No matter how hard he tried, those demonic, heavy footsteps drew ever closer. Each step felt like trampling on the fragility of his heart, filling him with increasing panic.

"Emperor Gaozong's Door Tree".

"boom!"

The sharp pebbles were like the last straw that broke the camel's back; dust billowed everywhere, and Gao Zongfei lay helplessly on the ground.

In the morning, the faint coffee stains that remained on the high-end suit had long been covered by larger stains.

"Mr. Ito, listen to me, we live in a society governed by the rule of law..."

Gao Zongfei still tried to struggle, awkwardly pulling at the corners of his lips, which were already covered in dripping saliva, and wriggling with difficulty.

"Law? You know this is a society governed by the rule of law," Ito Koshizumi scoffed.

He took his phone out of his pocket.

"Tsk tsk, that gaze, it's really intense..."

"You recorded it!" Gao Zongfeishu exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Snapped!"

One appeared, and then a large foot stomped on Gao Zongfei's face with a loud thud, relentlessly trampling it.

"Alright, I don't want to hear your nonsense anymore. Tell me where the antidote is?"

In his arms, Shirakawa Miwa had already unbuttoned her shirt, and her skin, past her neck, clung to her firm collarbone, tracing the curves of her strong muscles as she caressed her muscular chest.

"Waaah~" After Ito Koshitomo loosened his grip on his foot slightly, Takamune Tobiki spoke with difficulty. He was really scared and dared not play any more tricks.

"No, there is no antidote... You, you know, a man is the last resort."