They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

The scene, the practiced movements.

I didn't expect the little guy to be so good at it.

The scene seemed familiar, the same boy, the only difference was the victim.

Even their reactions were vastly different.

Compared to the trembling, arrogant princess, the Queen of Eden before them was experienced and showed no fear whatsoever.

She stretched out her fingers, twirling the strands of hair that fell across her chest, lowered her head slightly, but raised her eyes to look at Xia Ya.

"You seem quite skilled at this routine?"

Her charming voice and alluring eyes seemed to be an invitation.

No, not just seemingly, it is.

Queen Eden hooked her other arm around Char's neck and tightened it slightly.

In an instant, the already limited space between the two completely disappeared.

An overwhelming sense of oppression washed over her. Queen Eden looked down at the transformation and spoke in a languid and alluring voice.

"How many times have you done something like this, hmm?"

"Also, what number am I?"

Her relaxed and languid demeanor made it seem as if she were the one in control.

Char's eyes held an unfathomable depth.

He did not respond to the Queen of Eden's teasing remarks.

I leaned down and filled her pupils.

A hint of surprise flashed in Queen Eden's eyes, which then widened suddenly.

This place... although it's a grove of trees, it's still within the school grounds!

Although this place is secluded, it's not like nobody comes here!

She could even hear the laughter of girls playing and laughing from the playground not far away.

How dare he?!

Queen Eden was somewhat incredulous.

Was she kissed forcefully?

She never expected Char to be so bold.

It feels like I've gotten myself into trouble.

The boy displayed unprecedented strength.

Even with her extensive experience, Queen Eden was somewhat overwhelmed (theoretical experience counts as experience).

Char grabbed her hand that was on his neck, pressed it against the wall, and completely took control.

Queen Eden's gaze gradually became hazy, her eyelids slowly drooping until they closed completely.

The grove returned to silence, seemingly just as before.

But there were some more subtle, fragmented sounds.

It sounded like a small animal whimpering, or like the wind blowing through the treetops.

……

"Knock knock knock."

A knock sounded, and a delicate figure, like a puppy, darted to the door in a flash.

It was so fast that it left afterimages.

A gentle and obedient smile appeared on Long's face, ready to welcome her owner home in the most heartwarming way.

She opened the door as she spoke.

"you come back……"

The cheerful, girlish voice froze before she could even finish a sentence.

Looking at the figure outside the door, Long almost thought he was seeing things.

She blinked, but the familiar, cheeky smiling face outside the door hadn't disappeared.

In an instant, Long's expression changed, and she turned to slam the door shut.

She never expected to see that repulsive face here again.

However, a hand reached out and stopped the door from closing.

Her delicate hand landed on the door that was about to close.

then.

"boom!"

The door slammed shut quite loudly.

Queen Eden's expression froze, a little embarrassed.

How could she have imagined that her obedient daughter would slam the door so hard?

Cough cough, it wasn't because of something that just happened that she didn't have the strength to stop the door from closing.

However, the awkwardness was only momentary. With her remarkable adaptability, she quickly regained her composure.

Then they continued knocking on the door relentlessly.

"My dear daughter, why do you close the door as soon as you see your mother? You're so heartless!"

There seemed to be a hint of sadness in her voice.

But will Oboro be swayed by this simple tactic of feigning defeat?

of course not!

She even leaned against the door, her feet gripping the floor tightly, as if afraid the bad woman outside would just break down the door and come in.

After a brief silence outside, Queen Eden's voice sounded even more aggrieved.

"If you don't open the door, believe me, I'll cry in front of you!"

Her soft voice carried a delicate and charming quality.

Oboro couldn't help but grind his teeth.

That shameless bitch outside is really capable of doing something like this!

She's shameless, but I still have a sense of shame!

What kind of image is it to cry and sob in public?

Helpless, Oboro could only open the door again.

She braced herself against the door with both hands, blocking her from entering, and stared at the other person with a wary expression.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, of course I'm here to visit... cough cough, to see you~."

Queen Eden flicked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, a hint of amusement in her eyes, a faint blush on her cheeks, and an aura of boundless charm emanating from her.

He was about to give Oboro a warm hug as a greeting.

Long reached out and pressed his hand on her large breasts, stopping her passion.

"Stop!"

What good could come of a woman coming to your door?

It was only at this moment that Oboro noticed Queen Eden's attire.

Her short JK uniform was almost bursting at the seams because of her voluptuous figure.

The open-front design, however, reveals no petticoat, and the deep cleavage is breathtaking.

The hem, which should have been loose, was stretched too high by her overly voluminous figure, making her exposed waist appear exceptionally slender.

The super short pleated skirt on her lower body was also stretched taut by her voluptuous figure, so short that it could barely cover her beautiful legs in black stockings.

Long was shocked, and her face turned red instantly.

What is this woman wearing?

This is clearly the kind of outfit those guys would wear when they're doing role-playing!

Would she come looking for me dressed in this flashy outfit?

I feel like dying!

The veins on the back of her hand, which was gripping the doorknob, were throbbing.

Finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

"What are you wearing?!"