Daily life in Zongman

Kitagawa Umi sighed in distress, stood up, wiped her body, and prepared to end her bath.

While wiping, she touched the collar on her neck again. This time she did not hesitate, but just put the towel into the gap and wiped it without thinking about taking it off.

It doesn't matter if you wear it, so just wear it.

This is proof of being a maid, a sex slave, and an object of control.

She remembered that she had recreated a famous scene in the game at the minister's house in the morning, where Kuroe Shizuku was trained to leak urine. At that moment, she truly felt what Shizuku Tan felt.

The feeling of obeying the master, no longer thinking about anything else, no longer caring about anything else, giving your whole body and soul to the master, letting go of everything, and being completely controlled.

Comfortable, safe, relaxed, the brain feels tingling, the sense of security is maximized, and the body and mind are immersed in joy.

It made her panties, which were soaked in urine, even wetter.

It was also at that moment that she figured something out.

Why should you mind the fact that the minister has many girlfriends?

She only needs to serve her master well, just like Shizuku Tan.

Offering everything she has, she becomes the master's sex slave in that sweet love. She no longer needs to think about propriety, righteousness, and shame, but only needs to pursue what makes her happy, becoming the tethered Shizuku Tan, a string in the master's hand...

Kitagawa Umi looked down at her body, pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, then took down the shower head, turned it on, and began to wash her body again.

Half an hour later, she left the bathroom feeling refreshed.

At the same time, he also confirmed his future strategy.

I don't dare to confess my love to her. If I do so before I have accumulated enough favorability, I will definitely fail and we won't even be able to be friends in the future.

But she still has the guts to cosplay herself as Shizuku Tanjiro under the guise of cosplay and then go play with her master. After all, she can just push it into club activities and say that she really likes this character and wants to cosplay more!

And this is not a lie, she really likes Shizuku Tan very much, especially after today's cosplay, she likes him even more.

By the way, next time, would you like to ask the minister to help you put on makeup?

There was no need for help with wearing colored contact lenses, but when she was cosplaying as Shizuku Tan, this character had some makeup at the base of her thighs, and those details would always be a little crooked if she wrote on her own, so she used stickers to solve the problem today.

If the minister were to write it down...

Kitagawa Umi wiped her hair and looked at the base of her thighs. There were still a few vertical Chinese character stickers left there. She didn't remove them specifically when she took a shower, so they were still there.

just.

just.

just.

ㄒ

Look at the words on your legs, take out your phone, turn on the camera, and take a picture.

Character reference image Jpg.

Wordless backup reference picture Jpg.

Kitagawa Umi has always been very proactive and does what he thinks.

I decisively found the contact whose name was "Muscle Cat Minister", selected the latest photo, and sent the original photo.

The latest message in the chat interface is: [Hmm]

Above this message is the message she sent when she returned home: [I’m home! ~]

Kitagawa Umi didn't mind the simplicity of the reply. He already knew that the minister's less than enthusiastic reply was not a sign of indifference or indifference. He was just used to giving concise and efficient replies.

Her slender thumbs tapped the phone screen, typing continuously: [Boss, next time I cosplay Shizuku Tan, could you please help me with this detail~ Please please~]

I can give you compensation, for example:

The typing hand paused for a moment, and Kitagawa Umi noticed that the photo he had just sent had some golden hairs captured in it. They were in a corner of the photo, not very obvious, but also very clear.

After all, she had just taken a shower, the summer weather was hot, and the house was empty. She was not wearing anything except a collar, and the part being photographed was the base of her legs, so due to negligence, some mistakes were inevitable.

After hesitating for a while, Kitagawa Umimeng put away her phone with a red face, and tried to focus her attention on the TV that had just been turned on.

The pictures sent out have not been withdrawn.

This was not an oversight or a mistake.

Chapter 360: The butterfly flaps its wings, a different Aoyama Nanami.

As the stalls were packed up and the crowds dispersed, seven people from the Handicraft Society walked out of the comic exhibition hall. As soon as they left the wind curtain, the high temperature and residual heat made everyone feel a little depressed.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had bought a lot of fan fiction, pulled a suitcase and looked to the side and said, "There will be a lot of people taking the subway now. Junior, do you want to go to a nearby restaurant with me and sit for a while and have dinner together? I have reserved a seat in advance~"

“There are a few seats.”

"It's okay to bring Nishimiya-san along."

"Aren't there totally not enough seats?"

"Greedy junior, besides senior sister and Nishimiya-san, do you want to get other people pregnant tonight?"

"Just talk about eating properly, don't use such words that can be easily misunderstood."

"Well, to put it another way, do you want to eat the others as well?"

I had long since become immune to Senior Shiyu's flirtatious comments and chose to change the subject: "Are there only three seats reserved at the restaurant?"

"To be precise, it can accommodate four people. We made the reservation a little late, so the other large tables are sold out. But I have good news. I have reserved a presidential suite. That room can accommodate seven people. You can enjoy the service of four maids and a married woman in it. You can be a real president."

"I can understand the four maids, but is Senior Shiyu referring to herself as the wife?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's cosplay role today is Yoer. She came forward to show her chest without any cover, and said seductively: "Of course, junior, don't you want to experience Yoer's service, and she's a virgin wife, don't you want to try it~"

"Senior Shiyu, have you contracted some kind of erotic virus? It seems like every time I chat with you, you always lead the conversation to something erotic."

"Perhaps this is what makes me a writer."

"Speaking erotica doesn't look like a writer's talent at all! And why did she suddenly refer to herself as 'concubine'?"

"Don't you think calling myself "the concubine" is more elegant? Do you have the urge to press me down?"

"Ah, I feel like my previous complaint was really stupid. I shouldn't have asked about this."

While chatting with Kasumigaoka Utaha, he walked out of the CM comic exhibition hall with the two Glasses, Kitagawa Umi, Katsura Kotonoha and others.

Good news, there are plenty of taxis waiting on the side of the road. Just like there are always taxis at the airport and train station, there will be many cars waiting outside the convention hall during the days when it is held.

We called two cars and divided the members of the club into groups of 3+2. Each of them took one car and paid the fare in advance.

"Master, send them all home."

The driver counted the fare and said happily, "No problem, leave it to me!"

The rear window rolled down, and Kasumigaoka Utaha asked with a smile: "I really have a reservation at a nearby restaurant, and it also has a presidential suite. Junior, why don't you go have dinner with me and then have some fun~"

"Senior Shiyu, stop making trouble. You've been playing all day. Go home and have a good rest."

"Alright~ Cowardly junior, the club leader who never participates in club activities, the next time we meet will be at the beginning of the school year, so I'll say see you at the beginning of the school year~"

I have a very good relationship with senior Shiyu. We don't mind joking with each other in daily life, and I will also complain about her dirty talk. But when senior Shiyu mentioned the matter of being a coward, it really seemed like the thief crying "stop thief".

Who was it that deserted the battlefield and forced me to take a shower and put down my gun?

He chose to reach in through the open rear window and pinch Senior Shiyu's cheek: "If we talk about cowards, there's probably no one more suitable than Senior Shiyu."

"Hey!"

After exclaiming, Kasumigaoka Utaha, in surprise and shame, hid her timidity and patted her arm quickly: "Don't be so arrogant, you poor junior!"

The smile wouldn't disappear, it would just shift. With a happy heart, he withdrew his hand, stopped joking with her, and looked at the driver to signal that it was time to go.

Another car carrying Komi Shoko, Kitagawa Umi, and Katsura Kotonoha had already departed. The three of them could be seen waving goodbye, and I waved back.

This summer's CM comic exhibition ended with a casual chat and interaction with senior sister Shiyu. I had a lot of fun and successfully purchased the comics and fan games I wanted to buy.

After returning home with Nishimiya Shoko and placing the purchased doujin comics on the bookshelf, Fujiwara Haru received a text message from Futaba Rio.

【My stomach hurts. Come.】

According to the time, Shuangye's menstrual period will be around tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It seems to be a little early. I will tell Sister Shendong later and stay at her house tonight.

While thinking about it, I noticed that Kitagawa Umi also sent a message, so I clicked to check it out.

I'm home!

[Busan, next time I cosplay Shizuku Tan, could you please help me with this detail? Please, please!]

There is another picture, click to view it.

It was clearly viewed from above. The upper left corner was mostly covered in a pristine white floor, upon which lay a pair of purple-black suspender stockings, and at the edge, a triangular piece of fabric. In the lower right, a pair of plump, long legs, flawless and delicate, were visible, though a few faint marks were visible at the base of the skin, tinged with pink and white.

Those are some details of the cosplay of Kuroe Shizuku.

It’s just obvious that Kitagawa Umi didn’t do a good job in the details. The purple-haired Kuroe Shizuku does not have golden hair.

With just a glance at the picture, his powerful observation and memory have already noticed all the details.

I've gotten used to Kitagawa's occasional natural behavior, so I didn't pay much attention to it or save the picture. I just typed and asked: "Will Kitagawa-san do another Kuroe Shizuku cosplay next time?"

I got an immediate reply: [Of course! I’m singled out for Kuroe Shizuku! ]

Type: [If I remember correctly, the last time you mentioned a character you were going to single out was Violet.]

Kitagawa Umi: [There are so many cute and charming characters in the world, I can't limit myself to just one. I love everyone equally! Also, I just have more single-fans, but if I single-fan all my favorite characters equally, isn't that also single-fans?]

Typing and complaining: [DD beheaded! ]

While chatting with Kitagawa on Line, I heard a sound coming from the living room.

Sister Shendong's words were always very gentle: "Qingjun, you've finished your meal~"

"coming."

After responding and leaving a message for Kitagawa-san, he put away his phone and went to the restaurant to help Sister Shendong serve the dishes.

"There's lion's head today."

"Hmm~ I've learned how to make it. If it doesn't suit your taste, Qingjun, just put it aside."

"Let me try one first."

Before the dishes were even served, I found a pair of chopsticks and dug into the lion's head. I lifted it up and ate one in three or two bites. It was soft, glutinous, fragrant, fat but not greasy, and rich in gravy. I licked my lips after finishing one and decided to have two more bowls of rice later.

Xue No Shendong walked by with the dishes and noticed the satisfied look on her brother's face. She also smiled and said, "If it tastes good, I'll cook it again tomorrow."

"Alright! Sister Shendong is awesome!"

With cheers, we followed the others to serve the dishes and get the bowls, and started today's dinner time.

“I’m starting!”×2.

"By the way, Sister Shendong, I will go to Futaba's house tonight. She is on her period."

"Well...but Haru-kun wasn't with me yesterday..."

"Tomorrow night for sure!"

"Then~ there's no need to delay tomorrow night, but before that, let me replenish my energy first~"

The chopsticks fell to the ground. The pretty figure squatted down and lay under the table looking for the chopsticks. She didn't get up for a long time.

Light streamed through the window, casting a shadowy pattern on the ground. The faint chirping of cicadas drifted through the trees, carried by the wind. It was already completely dark, the heat having dissipated considerably during the night.

The stars and the moon moved in the sky, replacing the sun. This repeated several times, and several days passed.

It's mid-August.

Aside from the occasional thunderstorm, the weather has remained relatively unchanged these past few days, with mostly sunny days and temperatures consistently above 30 degrees Celsius. Cicadas chime, wind chimes, comics, games, and iced cola—there are many elements of summer, but none of these are easily experienced in Aoyama Nanami.

She has been working at the amusement park recently and has not gone out for leisure and entertainment.

Since the beginning of summer vacation, Gancheng Huihuang Amusement Park has entered its peak season. As word of mouth spreads, more and more guests come to visit, and more and more problems arise.

As the acting manager, she naturally became busy, constantly dealing with new problems.

But the good news is that she has today off and tomorrow off as well.

Because Fujiwara Haru had arrived, he was in the office handling official business and complaining about himself: "I only give you four days off a month, great, I'm already a qualified evil capitalist who deserves to be hanged on the street lamp."

"No! I'm not evil. Manager Fujiwara's arrangement is already very good. Besides, it's only during summer vacation now. Didn't they say that the eight-day holiday will be restored after school starts?"

"I'm speaking for you, how can you object? But I think I'm weird too."