[Fantasy] Anime Girls (Complete) - 28-30

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Chapter 46

A knock came at Yamamoto's office door.

"Ah, it's Brother Kase, what's up?"

Kase pushed open the door and entered, but the first thing he saw was Suwabe. He was startled, not expecting him to still be here even though it was evening. He was so surprised that he forgot to respond to Yamamoto Uemon's greeting. After a long pause, he seemed to remember something and hurriedly stammered,

"Ah... Brother Yamamoto..."

"Brother Kase, what's up?"

"Ah... well, it's about that drug we talked about a few days ago, the one for training Kotegawa."

"Ah, that drug? Okay, no problem. You and Hasegawa go get it. I've already arranged it."

Kase breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yamamoto Uemon readily agree to get the drug. This drug was a crucial tool for his and Gige's wife-swapping game. Without it, Kuroyukihime would never agree to sleep with a strange man. Gige wasn't a club customer; threatening Kase's life was completely ineffective.

However, Kase had barely caught his breath when he saw Suwabe looking at him with a meaningful smile. That smile, which seemed to see right through him, made Kase feel cold and uncomfortable. For some reason, throughout the entire Rokurisha, Kase always felt uneasy around Suwabe, as if Suwabe knew everything he was thinking.

But seeing that Suwabe didn't seem to have anything to say, and Yamamoto's expression implying that he could leave once he was done, Kase naturally took his leave and went to get his medicine from Hasegawa.

"Honey, do we really have to play like this?"

In the back room of the Schloss coffee shop, Rias asked Gig with a flushed face.

"Don't worry, Rias, no matter what, you're still my favorite. But don't you think it's exciting? We're starting over with all strangers. Rias, relax, it's just a game. Just treat it like the children's house we used to play."

Gig puffed out his cheeks excitedly. He was now preoccupied with Kuroyukihime's slender legs encased in black stockings, and absentmindedly comforted Rias.

Rias seemed about to say something when Giger's phone rang urgently. Pulling out the phone, Giger's voice trembled with excitement,

"Um...okay...I understand..."

"Right, the back door, I've already closed it. Ah, give me the club's keys in a bit."

"Oh, you've taken the drug? That's great, um..."

Hanging up, Giger embraced the silent Rias, gave her a deep kiss, patted her pert bottom, and then gestured for her to wait for Kase in his bedroom. He excitedly pushed open the door and hurried towards the meeting place with Kase

...

"Is everything ready?"

"Yeah, but it's a wonder you managed to convince Rias. I had to give Kuroyukihime the drug. But don't worry, although it's a sleeping potion, she won't be completely still like a corpse. To be precise, she'll be in heat and her cognition will be disrupted. She'll probably mistake you for me."

"Haha, that's good. To be honest, playing with the living dead isn't very interesting. Rias will be a little shy. By the way, be gentle, she's my wife."

"Don't worry, besides, you've already had your way with all of my Kuroyukihime."

With that, the two lewd men exchanged a laugh, swapped keys, and headed off to their respective destinations.

After drinking the orange juice that Kase offered, Kuroyukihime felt dizzy. Perhaps it was because she had said she wanted to rest? For some reason, Kase had stripped off his clothes and shoved her into the blankets to rest. Kuroyukihime felt incredibly hot, and for some reason, her legs kept involuntarily rubbing together. The windows were completely covered by thick curtains, making the room dark despite the bright moonlight.

"Master..."

she murmured softly. Suddenly, the door opened, and a dark figure rushed in.

"Master...is that you...?"

"Ah...um..."

For some reason, Kase seemed strange today. He wasn't usually talkative, but he wasn't this taciturn.

"Master...I'm so hot...what's wrong..."

With her mouth agape, Kuroyukihime began to seduce Kase. All she wanted was for her master's penis to enter her and calm her restless mind.

Today, "Kase" seemed unusually proactive. As soon as Kuroyukihime finished speaking, "Kase" pounced on her, kissing her cherry lips and pressing his weight onto her soft body…

Rias lay on the bed, her large eyes blinking anxiously as she watched the man approach.

"Hoo…you are…"

"Mm…"

"Then…please begin…don't…be too rough…"

Despite her usual mature and calm demeanor, Rias was somewhat flustered. Watching the dark figure approach step by step, her small hands gripped the sheets tightly, her brows furrowed.

"Rias, you're so cute,"

Kase exclaimed before pressing himself against Rias, letting out a soft, startled sigh. Rias was still unaccustomed to being held naked by a strange man.

"Relax, this is just a game. Rias, you're really cute. Every time we come for coffee, I can't help but look at you…"

"Don't say that, it's embarrassing."

"Rias, you look so cute when you're shy."

"Hmph..."

Rias, perhaps feeling resentful at always being so passive, suddenly rubbed her legs together, clamping them around Kase's waist.

"Rias..."

Kase couldn't hold back any longer. Although Rias's face was full of shyness, her body didn't back down. Her full, swollen breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths. Although he couldn't see what expression was on Rias's charming face, just smelling the fragrant breath from her mouth was enough to arouse all of Kase's desire. He

pressed his penis directly against Rias's honeyed entrance, lowered his head, and took Rias's tender nipple into his mouth. Without any warning, Kase thrust his hips forward, pushing his penis directly into Rias's honeyed passage...

"Ah..."

Kuroyukihime felt the foreign object entering her lower cavity. Her snowy cheeks began to turn red, and she sighed with satisfaction.

Giger lay on top of Kuroyukihime, his hands stroking her slightly protruding breasts. While not as full and round as Rias's, the unique pleasure of her small nipples protruding in his palm still tickled Giger's heart.

"Master..."

Kuroyukihime thought it was her master, Kase, moving on top of her, and her legs involuntarily wrapped around Giger's waist. Perhaps due to the aphrodisiac, her beautiful legs clamped tightly together, clinging to Giger like an octopus. Kuroyukihime only half-closed her large eyes; in this dark environment, she couldn't see "Kase's" face anyway.

Giger huffed and puffed, trying not to make too much noise as he parted the vaginal walls in Kuroyukihime's honeyed passage, advancing deeper into her flower. Fortunately, a large amount of fluid secreted from her cervix acted as lubricant, drenching his penis. Although the passage was tight, Giger's thrusts weren't too strenuous.

"Mmm... Master... Ah..."

Kuroyukihime's small mouth gaped open, and she began to cup Gig's head in her arms, mistaking him for Kase. The intense pleasure of his penis being forced into her increased Gig's excitement. Smelling the soft, fragrant scent of Kuroyukihime, Gig suddenly thrust upwards forcefully, his glans pressing directly against her smooth cervix, causing Kuroyukihime to tremble as if electrocuted…

"Ah… it's… it's in…"

Rias hadn't expected Kase to be so powerful, digging and probing her body, quickly causing her to leak copious amounts of fluid. Using the warm, moist environment, Kase thrust a few more times and then directly penetrated her core, stimulating Rias to gasp for breath, her face flushed, as she released the electric-like pleasure from her lower body.

"Ah… no… good… ah… so stimulating…"

"Mmm...hehe...Rias...you...are so beautiful..."

Kasai suddenly bit Rias's nipple. Rias's large breasts, already eager, seemed unable to contain themselves any longer. With a "squeak," a stream of white nectar gushed from her breasts into Kasai's mouth.

"Ah...Rias, you're squirting milk...haha...so delicious!"

Sucking on Rias's milk, Kasai's other hand, which was holding Rias's free breast, was now covered in the gushing white liquid. The sticky, greasy feeling filled his entire hand, and the room was filled with the nectar. Rias's unique milky scent

... "Ah...no...don't...ah..."

Rias tilted her head back, swaying her slender waist to meet Kase's entry, abandoning her initial shyness. At this moment, Rias only wanted to get more pleasure from Kase. Perhaps, she was beginning to enjoy this wife-swapping game.

Kase vigorously crawled and plowed on Rias's body, his hands, covered in sweet milk, constantly caressing Rias's delicate skin, until Rias's entire body was covered in his sweet milk.

"Hmm...Rias...call me master..."

"No...no...it's so embarrassing...ah..."

"Hehe...um...this...is just...a game...Rias...come on...after you moan...you'll definitely feel even better..."

Kase began to use a mild brainwashing technique. Although it was still relatively low-level, it might have some effect when Rias's lust was high. At least that's what Kase was thinking.

After moaning for a while, Rias seemed unable to resist Kase's request. Her small mouth trembled with desire, and she gave in to Kase's wish...

"Ah...Master...so good..."

Kuroyukihime hugged Gig's head, letting his tongue roam freely around her collarbone. Her fair skin was already covered with Gig's saliva, and her beautiful legs didn't want to let go of the man on top of her. She only hoped that he would thrust more intensely in her cavity, making her feel like she was heading to heaven.

"Ah... Master... No... Don't..."

Giger pressed against Kuroyukihime's clitoris, constantly shaking his buttocks, grinding against her cervix like a drill with his penis as the center. Large amounts of nectar poured down like a torrential rain onto Giger's penis. Kuroyukihime herself couldn't control her slender waist, passively responding to Giger's lewd actions.

Giger didn't dare say much, or rather, he couldn't care less at this moment. Kuroyukihime's soft moans teased his surging desire in his ear, but his face flushed red, he simply held Kuroyukihime and continued to move his hips, trying to extract more sexual pleasure from the beautiful girl. However, this action only focused his attention more on his penis, making him increasingly eager to ejaculate.

"Master... Shoot inside... Shoot inside... Xiaosha... wants to be pregnant... with Master's child... Ah... Master... Shoot inside..."

Kuroyukihime He uttered seductive words at opportune moments, stimulating Giger's sensitive nerves. He didn't know why Kuroyukihime called him "Little Sha," but he couldn't care less. The beautiful girl beneath him was urging him to ejaculate. Giger's penis swelled to its maximum size inside Kuroyukihime's tight honey passage. After dozens of rapid thrusts, Giger suddenly lifted his body, pressed down on Kuroyukihime's shoulders, and thrust his penis directly into her cervix. Under the sucking of her clitoris, he ejaculated hot semen, washing over Kuroyukihime's tender and sensitive uterine walls...

"Ah... Master's... is in..."

Rias hugged Kase's head, her nipples gushing milk to welcome Kase's ejaculation. Her beautiful legs, spread apart by Kase, trembled uncontrollably, her snow-white feet stretched straight, and her large eyes looked at the man before her in a daze. At this moment, Rias no longer wanted to think about who was on top of her; her mind was only filled with the emptiness of unfulfilled desire.

"Hoo..."

Having finally finished ejaculating, Kasei lay on top of Rias, his body covered in the sweet, pungent milk. Smelling the milky scent, Kasei, with a satisfied, lewd grin, found Rias's small mouth and gave her a long kiss, teasing her smooth, beautiful tongue. In Kasei's mind, he had completely forgotten about Kuroyukihime...

Suwabe Toru finally got the money from Yamamoto. To be honest, Yamamoto was currently the most well-off of all the departments in the Rokkasei Society, not for any other reason than that he managed the club.

The rent from the shops on his own territory was originally quite good, but compared to the club's booming business, Suwabe's income seemed meager. Despite being a yakuza, he was being compared to someone so pathetic. No wonder Suwabe, considered the strategist of the yakuza, couldn't escape the temptation and often came to "Brother Yamamoto" for some pocket money.

Although Yamamoto Eemon was the third-ranking member of the yakuza, he didn't want to offend Suwabe, a favorite of Rokuro Yuuki. So, despite his annoyance, he was helpless and could only give Suwabe money each time, like a beggar. It was ridiculous that he, a member of the yakuza, was being extorted by someone from his own gang. However, compared to another scoundrel, Rokuro Junjiro, Suwabe was much better. Junjiro had been coming almost every two weeks for the past few months, treating Yamamoto like an ATM. Because of Junjiro's arrogance, all of Yamamoto's underlings were fed up with him.

Suwabe went to the club to collect the money with Yamamoto's approval. Ironically, despite being a yakuza, their financial system was like a company; withdrawing money required going through an accountant and cashier, and then to Hasegawa. Yamamoto was truly an interesting character.

With a mix of grumbling and disbelief, Suwabe retrieved a suitcase of cash from the club. As he passed the 27th floor, he noticed Giger, the owner of his usual Schloss café, suspiciously emerging from Kasse's office.

Suwabe was puzzled. Why was Giger here? To steal? He didn't seem to be carrying anything. Suddenly, a thought struck Suwabe. He smiled slyly, took another elevator, and rushed downstairs. He drove straight to the Schloss café,

where a "Closed" sign hung prominently. This only seemed to confirm Suwabe's suspicions. He then got out of the car and went around to the back door, only to find Kasse just walking out.

Seeing this, and recalling the fact that Kase had actively asked for the aphrodisiac, Suwabe seemed to need no further confirmation. He took out a cigarette and lit it, inwardly mocking Kase,

"Hmph, you shameless scoundrel, you even played wife-swapping game with that Giger. Kase, Kase, you really know how to play with fire."

Watching Kase and Giger meet in the distance, Suwabe quietly took this secret and left through the back door of Schloss, silently thinking to himself, perhaps this is the greatest trump card that heaven has given him to win Kuroyukihime's heart...

Chapter 47

The 55-year-old Harada Ryoji straightened his clothes and, wanting to see himself in the mirror, took the glasses handed to him by the maid and put them on.

"Hmm, this outfit is quite nice."

"It was custom-made for you, sir."

Harada Ryoji nodded, expressing his approval of the maid's words. Recently, the Harada family had been enjoying a string of good fortune. His nephew, with his help, had finally defeated Sato Hiroshi to become Prime Minister. Even the Nagamoto faction within the Social Democratic Party, led by the cunning political veteran Nagamoto Yuichi, had completely defected to the Democratic Alliance Party, which he had founded and manipulated. The company's performance was also excellent; one could say that his career was going smoothly.

The only thing that bothered him was that old problem: offspring.

At 55, Harada Ryoji's line still had no heir. His nephew, now Prime Minister, should have been perfectly qualified to head the Harada family and control all his assets. However, only Harada Ryoji knew that his nephew was merely a hypocrite in public, a complete playboy. He wasn't comfortable entrusting the vast Harada family business to him after his death. Harada Ryoji even felt that his nephew's position as Prime Minister was solely due to his support and luck; without him, the Harada family's decline was inevitable. Therefore,

Harada Ryoji desperately needed an heir, someone of his own blood, born to a virtuous woman.

Harada had a different view on outstanding women. He didn't believe that successful women were necessarily outstanding. He was confident in his own taste, believing that beautiful young women with a subtle, mature charm were the truly outstanding. In his words, intelligence was unnecessary for women in the Harada family; they were already excellent enough. The women of the Harada family had to be beautiful—a breathtaking, overwhelming beauty.

"Master, Miss Kuroyukihime has arrived,"

the maid's announcement pulled Harada Ryoji from his reverie. After a light cough to acknowledge her, Harada straightened his clothes and quickly followed the maid to the living room.

Wearing a black silk dress and cute black high heels on her small, beautiful feet, Kuroyukihime was surrounded by alluring black, except for her alabaster skin. This contrasted with her fair and delicate complexion, adding a touch of sexiness that seemed incongruous with her age. However, it was precisely this incongruous aura that made Harada Ryoji, who had only seen her photograph, instantly fall for Kuroyukihime.

Kase only escorted her to the front gate of the Harada mansion before returning home. Perhaps he was afraid of embarrassment? Or perhaps he didn't want to face her? In any case, Kuroyukihime could only follow the unfamiliar Harada family maid into this unfamiliar mansion alone. Smelling the cold, luxurious atmosphere, Kuroyukihime sat on the leather sofa, waiting for Harada Ryoji.

"You are Miss Kuroyukihime?"

A deep middle-aged male voice rang out. Following the source of the voice, Kuroyukihime looked up and showed her dark-colored contact lenses.

"Yes, you must be Mr. Harada."

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance stood in front of Kuroyukihime. From his clothing to his hairstyle, he was simply unremarkable. On the street, he might just be an ordinary middle-aged man. Kuroyukihime never imagined that Harada Ryoji, the patriarch of the famous Harada family in Japan, would be so ordinary, at least from his appearance.

"Miss Kuroyukihime, you will be living here for the next month. Have you taken the medicine that Rokkasei gave you?"

"I took... one... They said to take one when I see you... and another one after I'm done."

A blush crept onto Kuroyukihime's fair and alluring face. Even though she had accepted her fate and come here, she still couldn't face it calmly. Of course, no one would accept such a thing so easily.

"Relax, Miss Kuroyukihime,"

Harada suddenly smiled warmly, gesturing for the maids to leave before approaching Kuroyukihime. He observed the beautiful girl with long, flowing black hair up close. Her

large eyes, though trying to conceal them, couldn't hide her alluring charm that captivated Harada's heart. Her delicate lips twitched slightly, indicating some nervousness. Her slightly protruding breasts outlined her slender waist with an elegant curve, and her round, pert buttocks were resting beneath her body, connecting to her long, white legs that extended onto the Persian rug, ending the display of her captivating body with her high-heeled feet. Harada Ryoji's heart

began to pound. He hadn't expected the beauty who had captivated him in photographs to have such a powerful effect when she appeared before him in person—she was only 14 years old.

“Mr. Harada…”

The calm, clear voice remained unchanged, but a tremor crept in. Kuroyukihime’s maturity was tinged with a hint of unease, which only further captivated Harada Ryoji. Just how many seductive tricks did she have up her sleeve?

Inhaling the fragrance wafting in the air, Harada moved very close, his large hands slowly resting on her shoulders.

“Mr. Harada… here…”

Kuroyukihime wanted to say no here, but looking around, she saw no one else. The empty hall was deserted… Harada, whose breathing was becoming heavier, and

Ryoji Harada were no longer satisfied with merely admiring Kuroyukihime's beauty with their eyes. He leaned down slightly and commanded Kuroyukihime in an unyielding tone,

"Open your mouth, stick out your tongue."

Kuroyukihime's pink tongue darted out slightly, and she didn't resist. At this point, she felt that futile resistance would do her no good.

"Mmm... um..."

Kuroyukihime closed her beautiful eyes, letting their breaths intertwine. Harada bit Kuroyukihime's pink tongue, sucking on it, exchanging saliva between their lips.

Whispering, her cheeks flushed, Kuroyukihime felt the dampness in her panties. Had she really become aroused? Even with a man like this?

Harada Ryoji didn't understand Kuroyukihime's inner question. His hands, which were on her shoulders, gradually moved down and touched her slightly protruding breasts. He began to caress them according to his own preferred rhythm.

"Mmm..."

Her breasts were covered by his warm hands, and Kuroyukihime's breath was also heated up, blowing out and warming Harada Ryoji's cheeks, making him feel itchy.

Harada Ryoji couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his lips away, and with a glistening mixture of their saliva, he breathed slightly and gave a smile that, at least to Kuroyukihime, wasn't disgusting.

"Miss Kuroyuki, let's begin."

Unlike Ohba Hiroshi's naiveté, Ohba Keisuke's demanding nature, Suwabe Toru's arrogance, Nagamoto Yuichi's disdain for humanity, and even more so than his master Kasei's timidity and hesitation, Harada Ryoji's attitude towards his body was more like a pure need, more like a person needing to rest when tired or eat when hungry—an instinctive need. However, this primal and ferocious desire was well-packaged by Harada Ryoji with rationality, and when it was revealed to Kuroyukihime, it didn't make her feel disgusted.

Kuroyukihime's mind was in turmoil. She had initially thought Harada Ryoji was just another Nagamoto Yuichi, using her body to satisfy his dark desires that couldn't be exposed in public. But she realized she was wrong. Harada Ryoji only wanted her body; he didn't care about anything else about her.

Slowly, she lifted her beautiful legs and spread them to her sides, revealing a tempting M-shape to her lower body. Her cute white lace panties were obediently pushed off, revealing her pink vulva, glistening with moisture, directly to Harada Ryoji.

"Alright, take this,"

Harada said, handing her a pill. This was a pregnancy enhancer jointly developed by Matsumoto Pharmaceutical and Rokuri Co., Ltd. Taking three pills before and after intercourse would allow the woman to become pregnant within a month of successful fertilization. This was one of the incredible aspects of the virtual world.

Swallowing slowly, Kuroyukihime swallowed the capsule. She knew that taking this medicine meant she had taken on the responsibility of bearing a child for the Harada family, preferably a boy.

Watching the medicine go down, Harada smiled, stroked Kuroyukihime's smooth, long black hair, kissed her, and then pressed his penis against her vaginal opening, ready to thrust.

Kuroyukihime nodded, indicating she was ready to be penetrated. Harada leaned forward, and with a soft, rubbing sound, his penis slowly entered Kuroyukihime's tight vagina.

"Mmm...ah..."

The movements were not rough at all, but rather gentle, as if she were making love with her lover. Kuroyukihime's small hands were bent and spread at her sides, her mouth beginning to utter soft, comfortable moans. The warm penis gently stirred inside her, rhythmically contracting and releasing a considerable amount of vaginal fluid.

"How is it... um... comfortable?"

Harada Ryoji lowered his head to look into Kuroyukihime's beautiful eyes. She simply moved her head slightly in affirmation. Kuroyukihime spread her legs wider; she was starting to enjoy making love with Harada Ryoji.

"Mr. Harada... ah... good... comfortable..."

"Hehe... um... Miss Kuroyukihime... your lower part is also very tight..."

"Ah... no... don't say that..."

Kuroyukihime was a little shy about him directly judging her private parts. Her large eyes, brimming with desire, shone with longing as she looked at Harada Ryoji, as if she were intentionally flirting with her lover, completely forgetting the fact that Harada's physical age was 41 years older than hers.

Harada's movements began to quicken, but this didn't make Kuroyukihime uncomfortable. On the contrary, the gradually increasing speed and the sensation of his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina made Kuroyukihime feel even better. Even her moans became more seductive.

"Hoo... Ah... Mr. Harada... I... Ah..."

With her pink lips open and her smooth tongue sticking out, Kuroyukihime was experiencing such pleasure from being played with by a strange man for the first time. The roughness of ōba Keisuke on their first night had left her with a strange fear of sex. Even when she actively seduced her master, it was only as a means to get more love from Kasei. Kuroyukihime had never imagined that someone could so gently arouse all her desires like this.

“Miss Kuroyukihime… um… lift your… buttocks… a little higher… so I can ejaculate inside… this way… it’ll be easier… for my semen… to enter her uterus…”

Kuroyukihime nodded, and as expected, she followed Harada’s instructions, lowering her buttocks, widening her vulva, and spreading her legs to their fullest extent, wholeheartedly using her pink vulva to swallow and release Harada’s thick, black penis.

“Ah… Mr. Harada… ah… ah… so amazing…”

Kuroyukihime’s waves of moans were arousing, which greatly increased Harada Ryoji’s excitement. Originally, his hands were holding Kuroyukihime’s slender legs, but now he could only press his body against Kuroyukihime’s, his hands only focused on supporting Kuroyukihime’s upturned buttocks, and thrusting into Kuroyukihime’s tender lower flower with all his might.

"Ah...it's coming...it's coming...ah..."

Kuroyukihime suddenly cried out urgently, her legs tightly wrapped around Harada Ryoji's waist. The vaginal muscles inside her vagina began to uncontrollably squeeze Harada Ryoji's penis. This feeling of confinement would be irresistible to anyone, even Harada.

"Hmm...I...I'm coming..."

Harada Ryoji whispered, then suddenly pressed all his weight onto Kuroyukihime's delicate body, caressing her soft body with the fragrant scent of her sweat. Harada pressed his penis firmly against Kuroyukihime's cervix and shot his thick semen into her uterus.

"Ah...it's so hot...it's...it's in..."

Kuroyukihime leaned back on the sofa, her disheveled black hair sticking casually to both of their bodies. Her legs began to tremble slightly, and her delicate toes twitched. She, too, had orgasmed.

Savoring the pleasurable sensation of Kuroyukihime's nectar drenching his glans, the maid, who had entered unnoticed, seemed oblivious to their intercourse. She brought the medicine to Harada Ryoji.

Taking the strangely colored capsule, Harada slowly pinched Kuroyukihime's beautiful chin, gently prying open the girl's cherry lips. With a soft, wheezing moan of desire, he inserted the fertility-enhancing capsule into her mouth.

Afterward, Harada Ryoji smiled, admiring Kuroyukihime's post-orgasmic allure. He slowly stroked the 14-year-old girl's perfectly toned abdomen, imagining the birthplace of his child there…

Chapter 48:

Five days had passed since Kuroyukihime arrived at the Harada residence, yet she didn't know how to describe her life these past few days.

Harada Ryoji treated her very well, arranging her daily life meticulously. Although Kuroyukihime knew Harada had brought her here to continue the family line, even in matters of sex, Harada didn't force her, only engaging in intercourse when she wished.

However, it must be admitted that the drugs developed by Matsumoto Pharmaceuticals are indeed powerful. Early pregnancy symptoms had already appeared; on the fourth night, Kuroyukihime inexplicably felt tired. Harada generously refrained from having intercourse with her, instead letting her rest. This morning, the Harada family doctor came to examine her and announced that Kuroyukihime was pregnant. Harada Ryoji was very excited upon hearing the news, but Kuroyukihime was somewhat at a loss.

A slight tingling and swelling in her breasts made Kuroyukihime restless in her leather chair. She was pregnant now, and although she knew it was inevitable, she still didn't know how to face Kase. She had never imagined what it would feel like to be pregnant with someone else's child.

"What's wrong? Are you a little tired?"

"No..."

Kuroyukihime smiled at Harada's concern. Of all the men who had paid to possess her body, Harada was the gentlest and most respectful.

“Matsumoto told me that since this is a virtual world fast pregnancy capsule, the original nine-month pregnancy period will be completed in a month. Therefore, it’s inevitable that the woman’s body will experience some discomfort, and some early pregnancy reactions will be more severe. But it will only last a few days, and these symptoms will naturally disappear in a few days. If you have any needs, just tell me, and I will fulfill them.”

Looking at Harada Ryoji’s serious expression, Kuroyukihime really wanted to ask to see Kase, but she knew that this request was excessive and meaningless. Kuroyukihime was now both eager to see her master and afraid to see him. Recent events made Kuroyukihime increasingly believe that Kase’s indifference towards her was not just wishful thinking.

Harada saw the dull and lifeless dark pupils in Kuroyukihime’s big eyes and assumed it was a normal reaction to fatigue in early pregnancy. Unaware of Kuroyukihime’s worries, he simply patted the beautiful girl’s shoulder and gestured for the maid to take Kuroyukihime to rest.

“Mr. Harada… I’m not tired… Please stay with me for a while.”

Kuroyukihime shook her head, refusing the maid’s offer to lead the way. Instead, she grabbed Harada’s sleeve as he was about to leave, pleading with him to stay. Even Kuroyukihime herself was surprised. While she appreciated Harada’s unique gentleness, she felt no love whatsoever for Harada Ryoji himself. Had she become so empty that she could be satisfied simply by having a man she didn’t dislike by her side?

Harada had a company meeting to attend, but after checking the time, he realized he had plenty of time. Since the beautiful girl had invited him, Harada naturally had no reason to refuse.

Sitting beside Kuroyukihime’s fragrant body, Harada gently stroked her lower abdomen with his large hand. The Harada family bloodline was already growing there. At this moment, Kuroyukihime was the most important thing to Harada, at least that’s what he thought.

On her smooth abdomen, the beautiful curves outlined the alluring figure of the young girl, Kuroyukihime. Her breathing was slightly heavy. Harada Ryoji looked at Kuroyukihime's snow-white profile, and his lower body gradually became aroused.

Perhaps sensing Harada's rising desire, Kuroyukihime turned to the side, blinked her big eyes a few times, and revealed an ambiguous smile. Then, with a small hand, she directly unbuttoned Harada's pants and skillfully pulled his penis out.

"Kuroyukihime...you..."

"It's alright. I think Mr. Harada has been holding back for a long time. It's not good for your health to suppress these things too much. Speaking of which, this is also my responsibility, isn't it?"

In fact, Kuroyukihime was grateful to Harada for his gentle treatment, so she felt a little sorry for him when she saw him suppressing his desire. With a feeling of gratitude, Kuroyukihime lowered her pretty head, and her small mouth directly enveloped Harada's thick, dark penis. She began to skillfully lick the glans inside her mouth with her tongue. Her other small hand gently brushed her black hair behind her ear, and she smiled, her pink cheeks contracting as she sucked.

"Hmm..."

Harada sighed, stroking Kuroyukihime's smooth black hair, encouraging the beautiful girl to continue servicing him with her mouth. Seeing Kuroyukihime's legs pressed together to one side, Harada suddenly understood something. He reached down to the inside of Kuroyukihime's thigh, gently stroking her pink clitoris.

"Hmm... Oh..."

Kuroyukihime felt the gentle stimulation from Harada's lower body, her cheeks flushing with excitement. Her large eyes sparkled with ambiguity, and she quickened the pace of her mouth's stimulation.

Her lips, painted with red lipstick, rubbed back and forth against the shaft of his penis, her tender tongue making slurping sounds as she bit and sucked. Harada's penis grew even larger, and he slowly lifted his hips, thrusting in and out of her mouth in rhythm with Kuroyukihime's movements.

Even with maids standing at a distance, the two continued their oral sex without a care. Kuroyukihime was already used to Harada's indifference to the servants' gazes; she had even heard that when there were no women around, Harada often had sex with his pretty maids to relieve boredom.

Harada's pleasure had already surged considerably. Kuroyukihime noticed the throbbing of the penis in her mouth, smiled alluringly, and suddenly tightened her cheeks, her small mouth completely humiliating the penis, pressing it directly against the depths of her throat.

The sudden deep-throat stimulation caught Harada off guard. He pressed down hard on Kuroyukihime's head with one hand, thrusting his penis upwards four or five times. With a muffled groan, Harada Ryoji ejaculated all his thick semen into Kuroyukihime's esophagus. The beautiful 14-year-old girl, fighting back tears, struggled to hold the throbbing, ejaculating penis in her mouth, swallowing all her desire…

Kase had no idea what Kuroyukihime was doing, or even what she should do.

In Yamamoto Uemon's office, Junjiro came to ask for money again. He and Hasegawa had been discussing the club's development and funding with Yamamoto when Junjiro barged in without even knocking.

"Junjiro, what do you mean? Can't you even knock before entering Brother Yamamoto's office?"

As the top general of the Yamamoto faction, Hasegawa showed exceptional respect to Yamamoto Uemon. Before Yamamoto could even express his displeasure, Hasegawa Tomohiko had already begun to question Junjiro's rudeness.

"Hehe, Brother Tomohiko, relax. I just came to see Brother Yamamoto. I didn't expect you to be in a meeting. Besides, we're all from Rokkasei. Can't I listen to what kind of meeting it is? What's so special about it?"

Seeing Junjiro's smugness, Yamamoto was also furious. If he hadn't used Kuroyukihime to lure Oba Keisuke and rescue him, he would probably have been prosecuted and sentenced by Oba Keisuke by now. He wouldn't be able to swagger around so arrogantly within Rokkasei.

"What brings you here?"

Yamamoto didn't want to waste words with Junjiro and asked him directly. The subtext was, if you don't have anything to say, then get lost.

Kasai sat silently on the sofa. He had joined the Rokuryosha later and knew he had little say in the internal power struggles of the organization. Although he was now under Yamamoto Uemon's command, he didn't know whether he was considered part of Yamamoto's faction, and Yamamoto had never explicitly stated it. However, in general, due to Yamamoto's meticulous management philosophy, he got along fairly well with Yamamoto's top lieutenants like Hasegawa in the clubs under Yamamoto's control. He even felt that they weren't a yakuza organization, but just a legitimate company.

"Hehe, of course I came to see Brother Yamamoto if I needed anything. Ever since I went to jail, a lot of the territory my brother gave me was frozen when Keisuke Ohba investigated me, and it's still under police surveillance. So I'm really short on cash lately. Brother Yamamoto is in charge of the club now, and everyone knows he makes a fortune. He can't just watch me starve, can he? Surely he can give me some pocket money?"

"Junjiro, don't go too far. Don't try to act like a scoundrel in the Yamamoto group just because you're Brother Yu's brother." Hasegawa slammed his hand

on the table and stood up when he heard Junjiro asking for money again. He pointed at Junjiro and started yelling,

"Hasegawa Tomohiko, who do you think you are when I talk to Brother Yamamoto?"

"What? You want to fight me on Yamamoto's turf? Fine."

Seeing Hasegawa take off his suit and was about to attack, Kasai finally realized that this wasn't a real company, and Hasegawa and the others weren't office workers. The yakuza's temper was the yakuza's temper.

"Enough, Tomohiko, stop! Look at yourself! Pick up your clothes and put them on!"

Yamamoto stopped Hasegawa and called in a henchman.

"Shi Guang, take Junjiro to the finance department and get him 100,000."

"100,000? Brother Yamamoto, are you begging? I know that Vincent, that hypocrite, pays the club 3 million a month just for keeping Charlotte as his mistress, not to mention Harada Ryoji paying a whopping 10 million for Kuroyukihime, plus the club's monthly membership fees, and the bar downstairs, with those middle school girls Hasegawa coerced and lured in, they must have made quite a bit too. And you're only giving me this little bit?"

"Shi Guang, give him 200,000."

"Brother Yamamoto...you..."

"Rokuryo Junjiro, don't go too far. I, Yamamoto Uemon, am only treating you like this because of Rokuryo Yuuki. Back when your brother, Suwabe Toru, and I were fighting for the world, who did you think you were? Don't push your luck."

Seeing that Yamamoto was really angry, Junjiro just moved his lips but didn't dare to say anything. He turned around and followed Shi Guang to the finance department to get the money.

"Brother Yamamoto, the club's normal monthly income is only around 12 to 13 million. Now these people come asking for money every two or three days. How are we going to explain this to Brother Xi?"

"Hmph, Rokuryo Yuu no Kai is deliberately testing me. The Yamamoto faction is already the largest faction within Rokuryo Society. He's testing me to see if I have any disloyal intentions. Forget it, let's not worry about that. Let's continue with our previous topic."

Kasei listened to Yamamoto's words in silence, but a strange feeling arose in his heart. Yamamoto hadn't mentioned his suspicions about Rokuryo Yuu no Kai behind his back. Did this mean that Yamamoto had already included him as a member of the Yamamoto faction?

This subtle feeling was something Kasei was experiencing for the first time in the virtual world...

Inside Xiufeng Girls' Academy.

Charlotte lazily lay on her desk, no longer caring about the etiquette of a young lady. At this moment, she only wanted to rest for a while.

Vincent has been going wild lately, and last night it went on until four o'clock this morning. The tingling and numb sensation coming from the opening of her vagina, along with her fatigue, stimulated Charlotte's brain, making this beautiful girl with long pink and white hair feel like her body was about to fall apart.

"Charlotte, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Charlotte was somewhat lost in thought, burying her head on her desk, oblivious to Sylvia's concern.

"Charlotte, you seem to be getting colder and colder towards us lately

," a rising tone finally drew Charlotte's attention. It was Takezōgen Erika, the young lady of the Takezōgen family who was always clinging to Sylvia. For some reason, she always seemed to be targeting her, giving her the cold shoulder.

(In the original Princess Lover manga, Takezōgen Erika was a good friend of Hōjōin Seika, but Hōjōin Seika hasn't appeared in this story yet, so a new version has been created, making Takezōgen Erika Sylvia's friend.)

"It's alright, Erika, Charlotte is probably just tired."

"Hmph, Sylvia, you're just too biased towards Charlotte. I've heard some bad rumors about her, though."

Charlotte's large eyes, weary from looking at Takezōgen Erika's commotion, gave Sylvia an apologetic smile before burying her face again.

Seeing Charlotte's indifferent attitude, Erica Takeyama became a little annoyed and raised her voice, which drew the attention of several classmates who were chatting nearby.

"Sylvia, I've heard that recently, our young lady Charlotte has been going out late and coming home early, hanging out with some guy we don't know."

"Erica, stop it, that's too much!"

Sylvia's attempt to stop her didn't shut Erica up. Seeing that Charlotte was still lying there ignoring her, Erica pouted and continued her attack on Charlotte.

"Hey, Charlotte, I've heard that Charlotte's family company has gone bankrupt, and even the business with Takeyama Electronics Group, which you have dealings with, has been suspended. Could it be that you're seeing other men because you're short of money? If so, I can help..."

"Enough, Erika, you've gone too far!"

Sylvia glared angrily at Erika, who had probably never seen Sylvia so seriously angry. Erika stammered in her defense,

"Sylvia... I... I was telling the truth..."

"Erika, I'm sorry, I'm a little tired today. Go shopping by yourself."

"Why... why... Sylvia... I was telling the truth..."

Seeing Sylvia's disdainful look, Erika pleaded, her voice trembling with tears. When Sylvia began to ignore her, Erika suddenly turned her rage on Charlotte.

"Charlotte, just you wait... One day I'll uncover your secret and prove myself right!"

With that, Erika ran out of the classroom alone, her voice still choked with sobs. Sylvia simply glanced at Bamboo Garden's retreating figure, shook her head, sighed, and sat silently beside Charlotte, watching with heartache as her best friend buried her beautiful face in her desk, utterly exhausted, trying to avoid the chattering of the surrounding classmates...

Chapter 49

Charlotte, exhausted, lay on the bed, enduring Vincent's repeated ejaculation from his back.

"Hoo...hoo...Daddy...you were so amazing today!"

Vincent, listening to Charlotte's praise, leaned on her back and pinched Charlotte's soft, drooping breasts, teasingly saying,

"For my...daughter...I've been working out a lot lately. Even Sylvia is surprised, saying that Daddy never used to exercise, but lately he's been so diligent. It's even improved our father-daughter relationship quite a bit. Actually..."

Vincent paused deliberately, feeling the pleasure of Charlotte's vaginal muscles contracting rapidly with excitement and shyness at the mention of Sylvia's name, gripping his penis.

"Actually...I did this so that I could last longer when I make love with my Charlotte."

As he spoke, he used his already limp penis to thrust a few times unwillingly, causing Charlotte's gradually fading flush to surge back up.

"Haha, Charlotte, are you shy?"

Vincent, seeing Charlotte's bashfulness, gave her large breasts a good squeeze, then rolled over and laid Charlotte on her back on the club's bed, leisurely playing with the beautiful girl beneath him in the afternoon...

At five o'clock in the evening, the agreed-upon end time, Vincent was dressed with Charlotte's help. Usually, the two would leave separately to avoid embarrassment if acquaintances saw them. However, Vincent was probably in a good mood today, and insisted on taking Charlotte out for a simple meal, which would incur an extra expense. But Vincent didn't care at all. In the months he had been dating Charlotte, he had already spent money like water, so he didn't mind spending another penny.

The two walked out of the club building side by side. To prevent his servants from finding out about their affair, Vincent, although he had brought one or two loyal servants with him on occasions, generally avoided bringing anyone. He usually drove himself. He knew about Charlotte and Sylvia's relationship, and if word got out, it would probably be a huge blow to Sylvia. Vincent didn't want that to happen. Thinking they were

safe, the two got into their car and drove off, completely unaware that a private investigator in the distance had already taken numerous intimate photos of the two with a hidden camera…

"Is that all?"

Looking at the young lady before him, the private investigator, his hat pulled low, seemed somewhat helpless.

"Miss Takezon, Vincent is a well-known business aristocrat in District 11. He's very guarded. I had to stake out for two days and two nights to get these photos…"

Takezon Elijah looked displeased. Her original purpose in hiring a private investigator to investigate Charlotte wasn't just these few ambiguous photos; she wanted something much more sensational.

"Alright, alright, I understand. The money will be transferred to your account. If you have any more information in the future, just come to me. Money is no problem."

The detective smiled ingratiatingly. He believed that Takezonori Erika's words were not empty promises. As the only heiress of the Takezonori Electronics Industry Group, money might not even have a significant meaning to her.

"This... Miss Takezonori..."

Seeing Takezonori Erika's expression indicating that he could leave, the detective was about to stand up and leave, but hesitated.

"What is it?"

"Miss Takezonori, actually, this club is run by the Rokurin Company. As far as I know, Charlotte is the most popular hostess here, and she's been kept by Vincent for a long time. I think if we hire private detectives like ourselves, firstly, it will be difficult to find anything under their protection, and secondly, if you do this too much, it might anger the Rokurin Company..."

"Do you think I'm afraid of Rokkasei Corporation?"

The Takezono family was a top 10 corporation in Japan, and Takezono Erika's words left the private detective speechless. He could only smile and comfort her,

"Ms. Takezono, that's not what I meant. I was just saying, if you want to improve efficiency, wouldn't it be easier for you to just pay someone inside Rokkasei Corporation to take pictures of Charlotte? And the content might even be quite sensational!"

Takezono Erika raised an eyebrow, genuinely agreeing with the detective's point, and nodded, saying,

"That's a good idea, but why did you tell me all this? This is an opportunity to cut off your source of income! If you hadn't told me, you could have continued to use this to make money off me."

The detective gave a wry smile. Although this young lady didn't care about money, it seemed to her that the world revolved solely around money.

“Miss Takezon, although I love money, I value my life even more. I’ve only been investigating this matter for four or five days, and the Rokuryo Society has already started investigating my background. I’m afraid if I continue investigating, you’ll see my death in the newspapers one day. I’d better give up as soon as possible. Thinking about it that way, I might as well do you a favor. I think you’ll contact me for any other work in the future, right?”

Takezon Erika smiled as if she understood, her small mouth, adorned with expensive lipstick, opening and closing as she said,

“You’re right. I’ll add 10% to your bonus tomorrow. From now on, just work for me without worry. Like I said, money is no problem.”

The detective nodded without saying anything, picked up his trench coat, turned, and left the coffee shop. Skilled at following people, he had no idea that he was being watched closely behind him…

"Brother Yamamoto, we've found out the truth. The person who followed Mr. Vincent that day was a private investigator hired by Elika Takezono, the young lady of the Takezono Electronics Industry Group."

Hasegawa Tomohiko rushed in and reported to Yamamoto Uemon.

Yamamoto put down the company's financial statements he was looking at, frowned, and thought for a moment. The private investigator was no problem; making him disappear was easy. But the young lady of the Takezono family was a different story. The Takezono family was no ordinary company. If they were truly angered, it could lead to a major conflict between Rokkasei and the Takezono family, and things might not end easily.

“Brother Yamamoto…”

“Tomohiko, go and get some gifts for that meddlesome detective. Tell him not to cause so much trouble in the future. As for the Chikuzono family, don’t touch them for now. Wait and see what that crazy young lady is up to.”

“Brother Yamamoto, is it a matter of life or death?”

“Don’t kill anyone yet. Let him rest in the hospital for a while.”

Hasegawa nodded and left the office to prepare according to Yamamoto’s instructions.

“Kase, what’s wrong?”

“Ah…no…nothing.”

Kase, who was sitting to the side waiting for Yamamoto to approve the financial statements, felt a strange unease rising in his throat when he heard the conversation. He was becoming increasingly unable to adapt to the way Yamamoto switched between the underworld and his work duties. The oppressive feeling was even stronger than the Six-Ringed Evening Realm. The Six-Ringed Evening Realm was just a dark and oppressive feeling, but Yamamoto’s Uemon was a shock to him. This chaotic mix of black and white was driving him to a mental breakdown. The whole world was gray. Yes, gray created by the mixture of black and white.

"It's good that everything's alright. Remember, keep a close eye on Kuroyukihime's side as well. Don't let anyone else get involved. If anything needs to be dealt with, just tell me. Even the Prime Minister, if she gets in our way, it's not impossible for us to eliminate her."

Kase shivered, nodded, and indicated in the September afternoon that he understood Yamamoto's instructions.

Business this month has been really good. Hirota Hideo looked at the amount transferred from the Takezono family into his bank account and felt a surge of joy. Since he stopped investigating Charlotte, the Rokkasei-sha people who had been following him had also stopped. Hideo secretly congratulated himself on his timely withdrawal.

On the way home, he bought his daughter a piece of exquisite "Kōgen-dō" pastry. The price of a box of these pastries was staggering. His daughter had been clamoring for some for a long time. Since he had made a small fortune today, he might as well buy some for Masako to try.

"Dad..."

Nine-year-old Masako ran towards him. Since her mother passed away three years ago, Hideo felt that Masako had become increasingly clingy to him. Of course, he also felt anxious if he couldn't see Masako for a day. As she grew older, Masako's features became more and more like his deceased wife. Looking at her, Hideo felt as if his wife had never left.

"Wow, Dad, are these snacks from Guangyantang? Are they for me? Can I eat them?"

"Of course, they're all yours."

Hideo smiled happily, patting Masako's head. His daughter was well-behaved and adorable, never causing him any trouble. But the more she was like this, the more Hideo felt guilty towards Masako every time he came home late from work.

"Hmm... Daddy... just now... the delivery person brought a heavy package, and Masako signed it in Chinese characters!"

"Haha, Masako is so good, so smart!"

Masako smacked her lips, her mouth covered in cream from the pastries. Hideo smiled and wiped Masako's mouth with a towel, then looked at the brown paper package on the table.

"Who sent this?"

"I... don't know..."

Hideo was puzzled. He didn't have many relatives, but seeing Hirota Hirose written on the sender's name, he could only smile wryly and open the package.

Hirose was the son of his distant uncle. They had a good relationship when they were young, but they hadn't been in touch for the past three to five years. He heard that Hirose had moved to Tosa Town. He didn't expect that he would send him a gift at this time of year, not even a holiday. Did people really become more polite as they got older?

Hideo opened the package with anticipation, but instead of joy, a loud "bang" followed, and Hideo and Masako collapsed into a pool of blood...

After being unconscious for a long time, Hideo slowly opened his eyes. In the dim light, he was unaware that his head was wrapped in gauze like a dumpling.

"Doctor... Doctor..."

he cried out in pain. The nurse monitoring him rushed over.

"Dr. Kosaka, the patient has woken up..."

The middle-aged doctor named Kosaka quickly came over and breathed a sigh of relief

. "You've been unconscious for two days. If this continued, we would have to consider transferring you to the intensive care unit this afternoon."

"Doctor... Doctor... How is Masako?"

"Oh, there's no need to worry about that. Her injuries aren't too serious. There will be a scar on her forehead, but it won't be very noticeable when she grows up after repair. In short, your situation isn't too bad..."

"You single men, you should pay more attention when you cook at home. You can't even operate the gas properly, and now you're causing trouble for the children..."

"Reiko, stop talking," the doctor

said, stopping the nurse from speaking further. After she left, the doctor lowered his voice,

"This is a lesson. Don't offend the Rokkasei Society again. Mr. Yamamoto Uemon asked me to pass this message on to you."

"You...you're from the Rokkasei Society?"

"No, but someone in the hospital is."

"When can I see Masako?"

"In a few days. Oh, and these are flowers they asked me to give you. There's a postcard inside with a message for you. Take care."

Watching Dr. Hirosaka leave, Hideo shakily took out the postcard and read the message:

"Mr. Hideo, we controlled the bomb's power this time. Next time you meddle, you won't get such good treatment. Take your lovely daughter and leave Area 11, or...we'll include a moving fee of 3000 yen."

Hirota Hideo crumpled the postcard, his head bowed, softly murmuring his wife's name, deeply regretting his miscalculation...

“Dad…”

Charlotte, wearing black stockings and with her snow-white upper body bare, knelt between Vincent’s legs, sucking on his penis. Vincent, meanwhile, held a newspaper, reading the news. It was Sunday, a rare relaxed morning; Charlotte didn’t have to rush back to school.

“Things are getting more and more unsettled lately. Apparently, in Nerima Ward, a single-parent family had a gas explosion because the father mishandled the gas, and both he and his nine-year-old daughter are in the hospital.”

Charlotte, sucking on Vincent's penis, looked up and gave him a seductive smile, then continued to tease the glans with her tongue. A pleasurable sensation traveled from her lower back to her brain. Vincent tossed aside the newspaper, grabbed Charlotte's pretty head with both hands, and pinched her long, pinkish-white hair. His penis began to thrust faster between Charlotte's cherry lips.

Amidst moans and soft groans, followed by hot breaths, Vincent let out a low groan and ejaculated his first desire of the day into Charlotte's mouth…

Monday morning, Sylvia wasn't in a good mood.

She had many friends at school, and she wasn't upset about having to get up early again. She had clearly made an appointment with her father on Friday to go with her to choose a good horse, but Vincent had stood her up again, citing being too busy with company matters. This was the fourth time in the past month, and Sylvia vaguely felt that her father was perhaps being overly busy.

Sylvia opened her shoebox with a hint of dejection and suddenly found an envelope lying quietly inside. She nervously looked around, relieved to find no one there. As a strong and independent woman, Sylvia was quite popular even in the prestigious Shuhou Academy, filled with young ladies. Love letters like this weren't uncommon for her, but whenever Erika Takezon saw them, she was met with envious stares. If Charlotte saw them, it was even worse; the naturally innocent Charlotte would just laugh and pat her shoulder teasingly, leaving Sylvia always embarrassed.

Fortunately, this time there was hardly anyone around. It was unusually quiet today; even Erika, who usually clung to her, hadn't come along.

Hiding in the bathroom, Sylvia slowly opened the envelope. Regardless, since the other person had written her a love letter, even if she were to refuse, Sylvia would solemnly read it aloud before formally asking them out to reject them in person. This was the glorious chivalrous spirit that Sylvia believed in. Perhaps it was this very style that made the young ladies of Xiufeng Academy like Sylvia more and more the more they were rejected.

With a slightly apprehensive heart, she tore open the envelope, but what fell out was far from thin, fragrant, high-quality stationery; instead, a large string of digital photos scattered all over the floor. Sylvia hurriedly picked them up and glanced at them, then covered her mouth in shock. The people laughing and talking side-by-side in the photos were none other than her beloved father, Vincent van Hosen, and her incredibly trusted friend, Charlotte Heatherlink… (02-03

Chapter Fifty,

First Class: Charlotte Didn't Come)

Sylvia was unsure how to ask about the photos from that morning. Charlotte's absence and lateness actually helped her, sparing her from facing her friend so early.

Erica Takezon wisely avoided getting involved, neither revealing that she had placed the photos nor pressing Sylvia for details. She knew it was best to let Sylvia handle this herself; if Sylvia found out she had gotten the photos and stuffed them into her shoebox, Sylvia might take her anger out on her. Besides, Sylvia, who always held herself to chivalrous standards, couldn't tolerate such a despicable act of backstabbing.

Charlotte arrived after the second period, which wasn't her fault. Vincent had been too wild in bed the night before, not stopping until 5 a.m., by which time Charlotte was already completely full and unable to resist the overwhelming sleepiness.

Charlotte entered the classroom and immediately slumped onto her desk. It was already around 10 o'clock, but Charlotte was still exhausted and drowsy. Ignoring everyone, she went back to her old routine of the past few months, taking a nap alone in class.

Sylvia moved her lips but didn't speak. Perhaps she wasn't ready either. She thought for a moment, then decided it would be better to ask around lunchtime…maybe.

The lunch break bell, which she both dreaded and looked forward to, finally rang. Sylvia silently encouraged herself, declined two invitations from classmates to have lunch with her, and went straight to Charlotte.

"Charlotte…um…"

Charlotte was still listlessly slumped on her desk. Being slumped over, she felt the drowsiness growing stronger. She really wanted to find a bed to rest properly; Vincent was coming to see her again tonight.

"Charlotte..."

Sylvia's voice rose slightly, and only then did Charlotte realize it was Sylvia calling her. Lifting her heavy eyelids, Charlotte looked at Sylvia with her beautiful eyes.

"Sylvia... what's wrong?"

"Charlotte... you seem very tired lately."

"Ah... nothing... I watched my favorite movie a little too much tonight..."

Charlotte casually made up a lie to appease Sylvia. She couldn't really say she was sleeping with Sylvia and her father, could she? But Charlotte knew that it was unlikely Sylvia would accept such a lie.

"Um... um..."

Sylvia's unusually hesitant stammering piqued Charlotte's curiosity. Her tired but still bright eyes stared at Sylvia, and Charlotte couldn't figure out what her friend was trying to say.

"Charlotte...have you run into Father lately?"

Sylvia's words jolted Charlotte, who had been dozing off, awake. The Rokuryo Society had told her yesterday that they were being followed by a private detective, but Charlotte hadn't expected Sylvia to have heard about it so quickly. Although she appeared nonchalant, Charlotte's mind was racing, searching for a plausible explanation from Sylvia.

Charlotte wasn't sure how Sylvia knew about this. If she denied it outright, and Sylvia got hold of photos of the two of them together, she could immediately conclude that she was lying and hiding something from her, which would backfire. Thinking of this, Charlotte smiled, her big eyes narrowing.

"Um...yes...I saw Uncle Vincent on his way to Asakusa Town for work that day. Uncle Vincent insisted on treating me to a meal, and I couldn't refuse, so I went along. I'm sorry, Sylvia, I haven't told you about this."

Unexpectedly, Charlotte readily admitted it, leaving Sylvia speechless for a moment. Her lips parted silently, and then she could only slowly say,

"I'm sorry...Charlotte."

"Hmm? What do you mean, Sylvia? Why are you apologizing?"

Charlotte feigned ignorance, looking at Sylvia as if she couldn't understand her thoughts at all, making Sylvia feel increasingly strange about herself.

"It's nothing...hehe...Charlotte...but you shouldn't watch movies so late lately. Sleeping in class isn't good, you know. You

'll be in trouble with your finals if you keep doing this." "Hehe...I'll study hard before the exam, but you're right, Sylvia. I need to be careful not to stay up so late lately..."

Charlotte's cute smile made Sylvia smile too. Takezonori Erika, who was watching all this from a distance, didn't say anything. She just silently got up and walked out of the classroom alone...

Takezonori Erika really disliked the atmosphere here. At least, if it weren't for exposing Charlotte's true colors, she would never have come here alone.

Watching the beautiful red-haired girl squeeze out her breast milk and drip it into her coffee, Takezonori Erika looked at Suwabe Toru with utter contempt.

"I never expected the number two of the Rokkaku Company to be such a shameless scoundrel."

Suwabe didn't speak, but instead stared lustfully at Rias's blushing expression as she milked her, until Rias said "Enjoy your coffee" and left the table. Only then did he slowly pick up his coffee and savor it with a satisfied expression.

"Hehe, this unique milk-infused coffee is a romance only men can understand. You wouldn't believe it."

Hearing Suwabe's incoherent remarks, Takezonori Erika felt a headache coming on. She had no interest in discussing men's romance with Suwabe, so she cleared her throat and got straight to the point.

"Mr. Suwabe, I didn't pay so much to invite you to this kind of lewd coffee. Where are the photos?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I invited you out. Would I not give you the photos? But you know my conditions, right?"

"I know. Soon I'll invite Kuroyukihime and Harada Ryoji to the Takezono residence for a ball. I'll find a way to stall Harada, get Kuroyukihime drugged, and then take her to the room prepared especially for you."

"Hehehe, I believe Miss Takezon will absolutely keep her promise. Here are the photos."

Takezon Elijah ignored Suwabe, grabbed the envelope on the table, tore it open in a few swift movements, and carefully examined the obscene images on them.

Some were photos of Charlotte with flowing light pink hair kneeling between Vincent's legs, sucking his penis and smiling seductively; others were photos of her crawling on the bed like a dog, letting Vincent ride on her back; and still others were photos of Charlotte spreading her pink vulva and sitting on a chair, looking lewd and wanton. Even the reflection in the mirror showed that Vincent had taken the photos himself.

"I never expected Charlotte to be so lewd..."

"Hehe, the hostesses in the club are usually all incredibly dignified and pure young girls, but as soon as they sleep with a customer, not one of them doesn't become a slut." "Alright

, here's the money..."

Takezon Elijah also took out an envelope, but when she slammed it on the table, only a crisp sound was heard. The password was xxssdd, 1 million.

Suwabe smiled and took out the Sumitomo Bank card to look at it, but then stared at Takezonori Erika and shook the card in his hand.

"Miss Takezonori, although money is important, don't forget my conditions. Kuroyukihime is what I want most."

Takezonori glanced at Suwabe contemptuously, turned around and lifted her buttocks.

"I never go back on my promises. You just wait."

After saying this, Takezonori didn't want to stay in this lewd café called Schloss for even a second longer...

"Ah... Daddy... Daddy... So good... So amazing..."

Charlotte hugged Vincent's neck, her slender waist twisting desperately, making the vaginal muscles inside her vagina clamp hard on Vincent's penis, until the head of his penis could even touch her clitoris.

"Ah... Daddy... Charlotte... I'm going to... fly... Ah..."

A pair of beautiful legs had already firmly wrapped around Vincent's waist, like an octopus wrapped around the man in front of her, her beautiful toes taut, showing that this pink-haired beauty's desire was already high.

Vincent panted heavily, his large mouth pounding against Charlotte's chest, inhaling the unique scent of the beautiful girl's breasts, licking her smooth skin, making Charlotte feel itchy on her chest.

"Ah... Daddy... don't lick like that... ah..."

"Hehe, my good daughter, doesn't it feel good for Daddy to kiss... daughter like this?"

Vincent suddenly revealed a lewd smile, mischievously lowering his head and biting directly on Charlotte's swollen, bright red nipple. Although Charlotte and Vincent had slept together frequently for the past two or three months, Charlotte's nipples were still as rosy and alluring as a virgin's. Every time they were in bed, the faint areolas and the round, heavy breasts drove Vincent to madness.

"Ah... Daddy... Daddy..."

Charlotte's sensitive parts were bitten and sucked, her vagina tightened suddenly, and her body went limp on Vincent's body. Conversely, the sudden tight grip inside her vagina made Vincent gasp. He thrust a few times rapidly, seemingly reaching his final moment.

"Hmm... Good daughter... You're so tight... I... I'm going to come..."

"Ah... Daddy... Shoot... Shoot into your daughter's... belly... Let Charlotte... give Daddy... a child..."

Accompanied by lewd tones, Charlotte suddenly kissed Vincent's cheek. The loving gesture made Vincent feel sweet inside. He lost control for a moment, and with a deep thrust, his penis shot thick semen into Charlotte's uterus. The hot semen made the beautiful girl let out a long, seductive moan, filling the club's activity room...

"Ah... Daddy... It's inside..."

…

Sylvia had been increasingly confused about what Charlotte was up to lately. They had planned to go shopping today, but Charlotte's phone was switched off that afternoon, and she hadn't been seen at all.

Sulvia sat sulking in her bright, spacious living room, smoothing her short, golden hair. She then realized her father wasn't home either.

"Sister, this is your email,"

the adorable Maria said, handing Sulvia the email without a word of thanks, noticing her sister's apparent displeasure. Maria felt both her sister and father were incredibly busy lately.

Sulvia had initially intended to thank Maria, but seeing her sister avoid her, she could only wryly laugh at her own foolishness. She had become so anxious that even her sister was avoiding her. Charlotte's broken promise wasn't entirely someone else's fault, it seemed.

She shook her head, deciding to check the email first. But strangely, who would mail her an email? Besides Charlotte and Erika Takezane, she couldn't think of any other friends who would send her emails.

Opening the package, she found yet another pile of photos. Was sending photos to others a new trend? Sylvia casually glanced at the photos, and this time, her beautiful little mouth gaped open in shock.

The photos were filled with pictures of Charlotte and her father in various shameless sexual positions in bed…

One, two, three, thirty photos in total, even the dates were included. Some were clearly taken by her father, others were obviously taken secretly, but every single one unmistakably revealed Charlotte's immoral relationship with her father.

Sylvia's eyes welled up with tears. She didn't know who to cry for—her father's betrayal, or her friend's betrayal? She didn't know who to grieve for, or who to resent. At that moment, Sylvia only knew she wanted to cry.

The package also included a letter, clearly a text message pieced together from newspaper clippings:

"If you want to verify the photos, please come to Building 12 in Asakusa-cho before 5:20 PM today to witness it in person."

Sylvia wiped away her tears, checked her watch—there was still time. She quickly gathered the photos, left without saying goodbye, and headed straight for Asakusa-cho…

"Dad, are you going to ask me to come play again tomorrow?"

Charlotte clung to Vincent's arm as they left the building. They usually walked separately, but for some reason, Charlotte felt uneasy today, wanting someone to protect her. So, at her pleading, Vincent reluctantly agreed to go out to dinner with Charlotte. Even Casse, who was counting the money, was overjoyed; he hadn't expected Charlotte to be so good at flattering and swindling.

"Hmm... I'll probably be busy tomorrow. Sylvia said I haven't spent time with her in a long time, so she probably won't be coming tomorrow."

Charlotte didn't speak. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Every time Vincent came, he would keep her up all night, leaving her feeling completely exhausted before going to class the next day. It was very uncomfortable. But now that Vincent wasn't coming, Charlotte actually felt a little lonely, which she found somewhat unbelievable.

"What? Is your daughter lonely without Daddy?"

Vincent smiled and touched Charlotte's large breasts, making the full orbs jiggle, which aroused him again.

"Hmph, Daddy always bullies his daughter,"

Charlotte feigned anger, burying her fragrant hair and pretty head in Vincent's arms. Her beauty made Vincent laugh heartily. He put his arm around the beautiful girl's slender waist and climbed into his luxury car.

The two were so engrossed in their playful banter that they completely failed to notice a familiar blonde girl nearby, covering her mouth, her face streaked with tears, watching everything that had just happened…

Tomorrow would be a new beginning.

Chapter Fifty-One :

Returning home in a daze, Sylvia didn't even notice that Maria was already waiting for her in the living room.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Maria asked curiously, looking at her sister whose tear stains hadn't completely faded.

Sylvia's mind was a mess, preoccupied with her father and Charlotte, and she didn't react to Maria's words at all

. "Sister!"

Maria's call finally made Sylvia realize her presence. She hurriedly wiped her face and forced a smile as she asked her sister,

"What's wrong? Maria, it's past 7 o'clock. Go take a shower, you'll be going to bed soon."

"Sister's been acting strange lately, and Dad's acting strange too. What are you both doing? It's like you're hiding something from Maria."

"Nothing, how could I possibly be hiding anything from you? Okay, okay, go take a shower quickly, Dad will be angry if he sees Maria hasn't gone to bed yet when he gets back."

Maria pouted, but she couldn't resist her sister's persuasion and could only half-heartedly follow Sylvia into the bathroom.

After much fussing, Maria was finally coaxed and tricked back to her bedroom to sleep by Sylvia. When Sylvia came downstairs, she noticed Vincent had just returned from outside.

"Ah, Sylvia, is Maria asleep?"

"Mmm..."

Sylvia didn't say much, but slowly approached Vincent, pretending to sniff casually. A familiar scent wafted into her nose—it was the scent of the shampoo she had given Charlotte, exactly the same as the one she used. Sylvia was absolutely certain she wouldn't mistake it.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Sylvia?"

Seeing his daughter's strange actions, Vincent also sniffed his armpits

. "You've been too busy with work lately, haven't had time to shower. Do you smell?"

Sylvia didn't respond to her father's joke. Holding back her tears, she glanced at her father, said nothing, and sadly returned to the stairs, locking herself in her room, refusing to say another word to Vincent.

Sylvia's absence was a minor news item at Xiufeng Academy. The strong and capable Sylvia was always in high demand, and her sudden leave caused many female students who admired her to invite her to visit. However, without exception, Sylvia refused

them all, citing her health condition. Erica Takezon didn't follow suit, knowing Sylvia's underlying illness—this was exactly the effect she wanted. Now that Sylvia was away, she could finally get her hands on her prize.

On Wednesday morning, Charlotte dragged her tired body to school. She had barely slept a wink the night before; Vincent had really gone wild. The deep throat from yesterday still made Charlotte's throat swollen, and even swallowing was painful.

Sylvia hadn't been to school for two days. Should she go check on her if she still hadn't come today? Sitting in her seat, Charlotte felt a pang of loneliness for the first time. Usually, Sylvia would come over and chat with her around this time .

"Charlotte, you're here. The principal wants to see you."

"Huh?"

Charlotte found it strange to hear from her classmate. What could possibly make the principal of Xiufeng Academy personally come to see her? Despite her suspicions, Charlotte got up and went to the principal's office. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen the principal much since enrolling.

Knocking on the door, she entered the principal's office and saw the somewhat balding principal of Xiufeng Girls' Academy sitting behind a large desk, her short, stout body completely buried in the high-backed leather chair, looking rather comical.

"Ah, you must be Charlotte, hehe,"

the principal said with an overly gentle smile, making Charlotte feel uneasy. This smile was more like the expression those men with ill intentions had given her when Vincent dragged her out to dinner.

"Hehe, Charlotte, I heard the Heatherlink family has been having some business problems lately. Is their finances not doing too well?"

The principal's opening remarks were abrupt and disjointed, giving Charlotte a headache. She had initially thought the principal was calling her because she had violated school rules or her grades had slipped, but now she realized how ridiculous that was. She was just a student; why would the principal care about her grades?

"Um...it's...it's alright."

"Hehe, I know the Heatherlink family's business is in very bad shape right now, Charlotte, so there's no need to hide it. But I never expected you to go back and do this. Take a look for yourself."

The principal handed Charlotte a stack of photos. Charlotte glanced at them, her beautiful eyes widening in disbelief. The photos were full of unsightly images of herself and Vincent in their intimate moments. Of course, only her own image was clearly visible in the photos; everything involving Vincent was blurred or censored.

"Charlotte, do you have anything else to say?"

Seeing the principal looking at her with the same kind of amusement as if he were hunting prey, Charlotte felt extremely uncomfortable but couldn't explain anything. Remaining silent, Charlotte could only offer passive resistance.

Seeing Charlotte's silence, the principal stood up and slowly approached her.

"Xiufeng Girls' Academy is a place where daughters of famous families study. I never imagined you would engage in compensated dating for money. If this gets out, it will be a huge blow to your reputation and to Xiufeng Academy's reputation. I'm sure you understand that, right?"

Charlotte remained noncommittal, her small hands resting on her black stockings, her shoulders tightening. Seeing the beautiful girl's alluring demeanor, the principal was slightly distracted. He cleared his throat to steady himself before continuing,

"Fortunately, this matter hasn't spread too far yet. The person who sent the letter only sent me the photo. Charlotte, now it's up to you to decide.

" "Principal... I..."

"Hehe, actually, you don't need to be afraid. I don't mean to make things difficult for you. How about this, as long as you write a self-criticism here, I can let bygones be bygones."

The principal's words relaxed Charlotte considerably. But writing a self-criticism? How do you write something like that?

The principal noticed Charlotte's confusion and suddenly placed his chubby hands on her shoulders, his gaze tracing down her body to her large breasts.

"Hehe, mistakes made by the body must be acknowledged with the body, Charlotte. Are you ready?"

Seeing the principal's lewdness, Charlotte felt a pang of sorrow. She hadn't expected her own school's principal to be like this. She wanted to resist, but then she thought, if she couldn't keep the principal quiet and people found out she was involved in compensated dating, not only would she be unable to stay at Xiufeng Academy, but she would also find it difficult to face her friends like Sylvia. If she revealed her identity, would the Six-Ring Society let her off the hook?

Weighing the pros and cons, Charlotte's previously hesitant body suddenly relaxed its resistance. The principal knew this was Charlotte's hesitation, and taking advantage of the opening, he pounced on Charlotte, pinning her to the desk, making her small, white hands brace against the table. He then held her slender waist from behind, pressing his fragrant body against hers.

"Charlotte...you'd better think this through carefully. Only if you submit a written statement here can I pretend this never happened."

The principal's last seductive words were like a heavy hammer, shattering Charlotte's last bit of composure. Closing her beautiful eyes, Charlotte supported herself with her small hands, her pert buttocks slightly raised, demonstrating with her actions that she had given up resisting

. Seeing Charlotte's body language, the principal finally let out a lewd laugh, lifted her uniform skirt, tore her black stockings, revealing her pink vulva, swallowed, and then directly pulled out his penis and pressed it against the sacred private parts of the young girl. Leaning forward, his two fat hands tightly grasped Charlotte's huge breasts, making the final preparations before penetration.

"As my beloved student, I didn't want to see you make such a mistake, but now, seeing that your self-criticism is quite sincere, I'll forgive you after reading it carefully, haha."

After the principal's strange laugh, his short, fat body thrust forward, and his thick, ugly penis slid into Charlotte's honey hole with a thud.

"Ah..."

A long moan escaped Charlotte's delicate lips. The sudden insertion of the foreign object still made the experienced Charlotte feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hmm... I didn't expect... your vagina is quite tight..."

Charlotte pursed her red lips, not answering the principal's question. However, Charlotte was not blindly obedient to the principal. Slightly swaying her buttocks, Charlotte actively used the vaginal muscles inside her to repeatedly squeeze the principal's penis. Since she couldn't escape being humiliated by him, she might as well make him ejaculate sooner. Being coy would only arouse his interest in humiliating her body more. This was Charlotte's experience.

"Hmm...it seems...Charlotte...you're squeezing...even tighter..."

The principal panted heavily. His age was catching up with him; Charlotte's youthful, beautiful body had barely begun to resist before his age became apparent, unable to withstand the grip of Charlotte's vaginal muscles.

"Ah...ah..."

Charlotte's small mouth still let out a few soft moans. Most men want to see a woman moaning seductively beneath them, especially a large-breasted beauty like Charlotte. The men who violated her desired appearance were even more eager to see this. Charlotte knew this well, so even though the short, thick penis didn't give her much sensation, she still tried her best to feign a helpless, seductive demeanor. Needless to say, she hoped the principal would quickly release his desire and let her go as soon as possible.

In just seven or eight minutes, the principal's thighs began to tremble slightly, and his body could no longer stand. He could only lie on Charlotte's body like a disgusting lump of mud, letting Charlotte actively sway her buttocks to serve him.

"Hmm... Charlotte... you're really amazing... no wonder... men would pay money for your body..."

The principal's manic words made Charlotte blush. Fortunately, she had her back to the principal, so he couldn't see her expression. Charlotte was getting tired of this incompetent man writhing lewdly behind her. She reached one hand down to her crotch, bent her waist slightly to make it easier for his penis to penetrate deeper into her honey hole, and then her snow-white fingers suddenly attacked the principal's dark testicles, gently pinching and stimulating them to make him ejaculate sooner.

"Oh..."

The principal sighed. He had completely succumbed to Charlotte's various attacks. However, what he didn't know was that Charlotte hadn't even used a tenth of her strength to deal with him. Compared to Vincent's madness in bed, the principal was nothing.

With a final, desperate thrust, the principal's hand was already embedded in Charlotte's large breasts, unwilling to pull out. Charlotte felt the heat of the penis before its eruption, letting out a few muffled groans. With a deep thrust, the principal ejaculated his thick semen into Charlotte's honeyed passage. However, the short, thick penis only lasted three or four thrusts before it could no longer wreak havoc inside Charlotte's honeyed hole, lying limply within the tight vaginal walls, resting helplessly...

In the afternoon,

the headmaster of the Takezan family stood humbly before Takezan Erika, obsequiously handing back the photos.

"Headmaster, it seems you took quite a few, ah, and videos too?"

Looking at the USB drive the principal handed over, Takezan Erika's face showed a mocking smile

. "This was all done according to Miss Takezan's wishes... Hehehe... So... Miss Takezan... the things you promised..."

"Hmph, don't worry, as long as things are done, your 2 million gambling debt won't be a problem. This is none of your business, go back and wait."

Takezonori Erika glanced at the principal with disgust and chased him away. A middle-aged lecherous old man and a gambler. If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to ruin Charlotte's reputation, Takezonori Erika wouldn't even want to look at such a person.

The private detective had already been taken down by Rokkakusha, which made her investigation of Charlotte somewhat more cautious. However, the photos she bought from Suwabe gave her another plan. She used the principal to obtain new photos. Takezonori Erika herself thought she was too clever. But this was not all she was doing. She was not the kind of pervert who would just let others wantonly humiliate Charlotte. In fact, to be honest, she had no interest in making Charlotte a sex slave.

Her idea was simple: to get Charlotte out of the city, out of her life, and out of Sylvia. From childhood, she'd gotten almost anything she wanted, except for Sylvia. In Sylvia's eyes, Charlotte was always her number one friend, and she was only second. Whenever she thought of this, Zhuyuan trembled with jealousy, wishing Charlotte would disappear immediately.

Now, with these photos, Zhuyuan's dream was about to come true. She watched the video of the principal and Charlotte making love again, her face flushed. After thinking for a moment, Zhuyuan Erica prepared two emails. One was sent to several school board members, and the other to Vincent's company…

Charlotte was also turned away, something she hadn't expected. She

hadn't anticipated Sylvia's coldness, to the point where she didn't even want to see her. Charlotte could only shrug and leave Sylvia's house. Besides, she didn't want to linger there anyway; running into Vincent was always awkward, especially in that situation.

Vincent didn't seem particularly concerned about Sylvia's current situation. She wasn't home; she had just called to tell Charlotte that he would go directly from the company to the club and asked her to wait for him there tonight.

Charlotte felt that everything around her was becoming abnormal. Not only Sylvia, but also Elika Takezon had disappeared and was no longer causing trouble as usual. This morning, she had been taken advantage of by the principal. Who took those photos? Should she tell the Rokurin Society? And the strangest thing was Vincent's tone on the phone just now. It wasn't as calm and gentle as usual; it was filled with anxiety and irritability.

With a sigh, the pink-haired beauty decided to stop thinking about these things and quickly stepped into the club building, completely unaware of the enormous crisis surrounding her...

Chapter 52

Charlotte had been waiting in the room for almost an hour, and it was getting dark. This time, Vincent seemed to be arriving particularly slowly.

Having never encountered this situation before, Charlotte was still somewhat at a loss while waiting when suddenly hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Charlotte stood up happily, ready to greet Vincent.

"Dad... Dad..."

Charlotte saw Vincent push open the door and addressed him as usual, but suddenly noticed that Vincent's face was filled with anger.

"What's wrong? Dad?"

"Hmph, look at this. I didn't expect you to be so busy."

Hearing the sarcasm, Charlotte, somewhat confused, picked up what Vincent handed her: a USB drive and a stack of photos.

More photos! She'd just seen them this morning, and now she wanted to see them again this afternoon. Was this a photo-viewing season? Charlotte frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping over her. She pulled out the photos and looked at them, only to be met with a shocking image of herself and the principal having sex in the office that morning.

"This…"

Charlotte didn't know how to respond. Her mind was in complete turmoil. Who had shown the principal photos of her and Vincent having sex this morning, and then shown Vincent a snapshot of their affair this evening? What was going on? It felt like someone was specifically targeting her.

"Hmph, I originally told the Six Ryusha that I was going to keep you as a mistress. I thought you were a very pure girl, but I didn't expect you to be nothing but a cheap slut who sleeps with everyone. I won't come looking for you again. Also, don't let Sylvia know about our past. And stay away from my daughter."

"Daddy... Daddy... Let me explain..."

"No need to say anything. And don't call me Daddy. You're just a whore."

Vincent was probably really enraged by Charlotte's affair. He started to insult Charlotte in a fit of rage, forgetting that his relationship with Charlotte was initially just a transaction of money for sex.

"I..."

Vincent glanced at Charlotte with contempt, waved his hand, and turned to leave the club, slamming the door behind him. Charlotte was left standing there in the room, still feeling like she was in a dream after what had just happened...

Bad luck is like a pack of scavenging dogs on the prairie. When they see someone unfortunate, they swarm them and tear them to pieces.

Charlotte walked listlessly into the classroom. Vincent and she were completely finished. She didn't know how to explain things to the Six Rising Society. More importantly, without Vincent's financial support, she could no longer maintain her glamorous lifestyle. She had heard countless times that the Six Rising Society wouldn't support idlers.

"You're Charlotte?"

A middle-aged man in a black tuxedo, exuding the air of a butler, approached her.

"Hmm..."

"The school board wants to see you in the rooftop conference room."

The middle-aged man informed Charlotte expressionlessly before leaving the classroom, leaving Charlotte utterly bewildered. A private girls' academy, a middle-aged butler, a school board member—this chaotic combination was exactly what Charlotte was facing. Of course, there was also her lover who had stopped giving her money, her friends who had grown distant, and her bankrupt family...

Upon entering the school conference room, Charlotte found several school board members sitting inside, seemingly waiting for her alone. Aside from important matters like finalizing the school budget, Charlotte couldn't imagine what else could have brought these school board members, who only knew how to siphon money from socialites, together.

"Hmph, so beautiful. To be honest, seeing this makes me understand why you did this,"

a school board member sneered, uttering a sarcastic and ambiguous statement.

"Alright, Miss Charlotte, we called you here to inform you that you are expelled from Xiufeng Girls' Academy effective today. As for the reason, do we need to show you a photo?"

Charlotte was completely speechless. The past two days had been like a dramatic spectacle—she had been shunned by her friends, abandoned by her lover, and now it was finally the school's turn? Charlotte couldn't understand how her previously secret profession had become public knowledge. The school board members wouldn't even give her a chance to explain; they must have gathered enough evidence that they thought she didn't need to defend herself.

"For the sake of the academy's reputation and your own interests, we will announce that you are retiring due to illness. I presume you know this is for your own good. You won't go around saying you were kicked out of Xiufeng Girls' Academy for prostitution, will you?"

The school board member's harsh words stung Charlotte's heart. These people only cared about their own interests and didn't care about her at all. In their eyes, she, a young girl, was nothing more than a pawn that could be discarded at any time. As for her feelings, who would care?

"Ah... Also, this is a letter of severance from your remaining relatives in the Heatherlink family. I'm sorry, but we had to inform your family about this. They know... After learning about your actions, they have decided to stop providing you with living expenses..."

Although the Heatherlink family's business had gone bankrupt, if the others had chipped in, it wouldn't have been a problem to support Charlotte to live like an ordinary person. However, now, the school board members' opportunistic actions had completely cut off Charlotte's last bit of support. She was finished. She had been abandoned by everyone. These were the thoughts on Charlotte's mind now.

"Oh, right, you don't need to go back to the dorm. Your things have all been packed and are in the gatehouse. If there's nothing else, you can go to school now."

Like trash, she was kicked out. Charlotte didn't cry. She glanced at the school board members with her big eyes, then left without a word. Of course, she didn't know that the school board members were thinking more about how such a beautiful girl, if they had her, would have kept her hidden and wouldn't have been exposed so early, leading to such a mess. What a pity.

Watching Charlotte drag her luggage away from the school alone, Takezonori Erika stood on the school rooftop, a victorious smile finally appearing on her lips. Next, she only needed to prepare for the dance she had already promised to pay for Suwa Club's performance. After that, she was confident she could comfort the heartbroken Sylvia and build a stronger and deeper friendship with this beautiful knight princess, one that surpassed even her own with Charlotte… Of course… she would be even happier if she could build a relationship beyond friendship. "

...

So, you've been kicked out?"

In Yamamoto's office, Yamamoto listened calmly to Charlotte's account, then leaned back on the leather sofa and asked,

"Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"It's been too short, I haven't even figured out what's going on... One after another, as if it were all pre-rehearsed."

Watching Charlotte's twitching lips as she explained, Yamamoto himself didn't say much. He had roughly guessed this day would come after his underlings reported Suwabe and Takezono Erika's meeting a few days ago, but he wasn't in a hurry. First, he wanted to see what Takezono's plans were, and second, he wasn't entirely satisfied with Charlotte being kept only by Vincent. According to his business strategy, Charlotte could sleep with more men and earn money, instead of just being kept like a pet by Vincent.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Takezon was only targeting Charlotte, not Rokkasei Corporation. Takezon Electronics Industry Group was a large company, and going up against Rokkasei would be a real headache for Yamamoto. At least for now, he was focused on making money, and a war with the Takezon family was not what he wanted.

"Well, now that Vincent, the Heatherlink family, and Shuhou Academy all reject you, it seems Rokkasei Corporation is the only one who can accept you."

"But I..."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't want to do this anymore. After this incident, I lost everything—friends, lovers…school…family…I have nothing left. I've come here to beg Mr. Yamamoto, if I leave, could you please let Rokkasho go?"

Hearing that Charlotte had only come to say goodbye, Yamamoto frowned. Charlotte's beauty was unparalleled, coupled with her naturally cheerful personality, light pink hair, and full, firm breasts, making her one of the club's signature figures. Although she was only kept by Vincent, inquiries about Charlotte's price were endless. Yamamoto Eemon was unwilling to give up such a cash cow.

However, Yamamoto was not Suwabe, nor Yuuki, nor the brainless Junjiro. He didn't want to force Charlotte into this line of work. Charlotte was destined to be a high-class hostess, and excessive coercion would only disappoint customers, which would be detrimental to the club's reputation. After a moment's thought, Yamamoto smiled.

“Miss Charlotte, since you don’t want to continue, fine, I won’t force you to stay. However, considering your contributions to the club, how about I arrange for someone to help you live in Mutsu Town? It’s far from here, and no one will know you.”

Charlotte originally didn’t want to have anything to do with Rokkakusha anymore, but then she thought about it and realized that she couldn’t even afford rent. Even if Rokkakusha let her go, how would she live in the short term?

“Hehe, Miss Charlotte, don’t worry. I’ll have someone from Rokkakusha help you find a short-term job in Mutsu Town, and the club will also cover your rent for three months. You’ve contributed to the club’s development, and I won’t treat you unfairly.”

Seeing Yamamoto’s smile, Charlotte, who was already desperate, had no choice but to reluctantly agree. Since Rokkakusha had agreed not to force her to stay, they probably wouldn’t set any traps in arranging accommodation, otherwise they could have tied her up here.

“It’s too late today. I’ll arrange for someone to drive you to Mutsu Town tomorrow. You’ll start over there.”

Charlotte nodded, pulled her suitcase, and walked out of Yamamoto’s office. The door had barely closed when Tomohiko, standing nearby, couldn’t wait to say,

“Brother Yamamoto, are you really going to let her go? She is…”

“Tomohiko, watch your manners. Act like you’re at work. What have you become of those Suwabe guys? All you do is fight and kill. This time, just do as I say. She’ll be back in less than a month.”

Yamamoto finished with a meaningful smile. Hasegawa Tomohiko could only look at his brother Yamamoto, scratching his head in bewilderment, completely unable to understand what he was thinking…

"Ah...ah...Mr. Harada...I...I can't take it anymore..."

Kuroyukihime's long, beautiful legs wrapped around Harada Ryoji's waist. Although she was only pregnant for a short time, due to the medication, she already looked like she was three or four months pregnant, her lower abdomen beginning to bulge slightly. However, with her slender waist and long, beautiful legs, her figure exuded a unique and sexy charm.

Harada Ryoji lay on top of Kuroyukihime, his large mouth wantonly pressing against her breasts and sucking. Unfortunately, since the pregnancy was still in its early stages, Harada had originally thought that perhaps he could even suckle Kuroyukihime's milk.

His penis thrust and teased the vaginal muscles in Kuroyukihime's tight cavity, the swelling sensation in her lower body causing Kuroyukihime's slender waist to twist incessantly, instinctively pleasing the man on top of her.

"Ah... Mr. Harada... you're so good..."

"Hehe... Sasa... you're so tight too..."

Hearing Harada Ryoji call her "Sasa," Kuroyukihime's lower body involuntarily clenched tightly again, causing Harada to sigh a few times.

Originally, only her master knew this nickname, but Kuroyukihime somehow told Harada Ryoji about it too. Moreover, every time they made love in bed, Kuroyukihime liked him to call her that. Was she thinking of betraying Kase? Kuroyukihime quickly shook her head, not daring to think about such a terrible thing.

“Hmm… Little Sa… why are you shaking your head… it’s almost the end…”

Seeing Kuroyukihime’s hair flying in the wind, Harada assumed the beautiful girl couldn’t withstand the onslaught of pleasure and was giving the hint that she wanted to be ejaculated inside.

“Hmm… ah… yes… please… ejaculate inside… ah…”

Kuroyukihime didn’t want to reveal her true feelings, so she simply went along with Harada’s intentions and seduced him. Looking at the ambiguous figure in the beautiful girl’s dark eyes, he thrust a few times and Harada’s penis went all the way in, shooting a thick stream of semen into Kuroyukihime’s lower body…

“The Takezono family is holding a ball this week, you should go too…”

“Is that alright? After all…”

"Hmph, I say it's okay, and I'll see who dares to talk back..."

Watching Harada Ryoji's forceful declaration on her body, Kuroyukihime suddenly chuckled, her snow-white arms wrapping around Harada's neck.

"Hehe, then I thank Mr. Harada... *kiss*..."

After a seductive laugh, Kuroyukihime offered her delicate lips, deeply kissing the middle-aged man who possessed her body and was also the father of the child in her womb.

In the room after their sexual climax, Kuroyukihime experienced a tenderness, comfort, and peace that she had never felt with Kase...

Chapter 53

On the train, the rhythmic clanging of the train tugged at Charlotte's eyelids. The beautiful girl's bright eyes could only barely open halfway, listlessly watching the scenery rushing past the window.

Two days ago, after saying goodbye to Rokkasei-sha, they indeed kept their promise, giving her some travel money and an address for contacting accommodations before letting her leave the central area of District 11 alone, heading to Mutsu Town by herself.

Charlotte's past life flashed by like telephone poles outside the tram window. She sighed. Lovers, friends, school, family—everything had severed ties with her. In the end, the only thing that hadn't abandoned her was the club she'd only recently joined. It was almost laughable.

She declined the offer from the conductor and turned her delicate face back to the window. The tram wasn't crowded. Mutsu Town was a remote place, rarely visited, and its connections with the outside world were limited, as evidenced by the sparse number of passengers on the tram. Even so, several male passengers sitting further away had already noticed Charlotte's impeccable beauty and alluring figure, along with her sparse, pinkish-white hair. Even without realizing it, she had become the center of attention on the small train. Everyone wondered why such a beautiful girl was traveling alone to Mutsu Town instead of the other way around. If it were the other way around, it would be understandable—a beautiful girl venturing into a big city wouldn't seem strange, at least logically.

Of course, none of them expected that Charlotte was a girl who had been abandoned by her lover and then had nowhere to go after being exposed as a high-class hostess at the school club. In layman's terms, no one expected that the pure and beautiful Charlotte was someone who had failed even as a prostitute.

Charlotte didn't want to waste her energy guessing what the chattering comments in the distance were about. She leaned her long hair back, closed her beautiful face, and slowly drifted off to sleep. To the rhythmic tinkling of the train, she seemed to be having a dream. In the dream, she returned to the past, to the past when she laughed and joked carefree with Sylvia, to the past when she slept with Vincent in a wanton manner, to the past when she was carefree all the time...

But it was just a dream after all. With the deep voice announcing the station name, Charlotte shifted her heavy body and vaguely realized that Mutsu Town, which she had always thought was very, very far away, was really here. She yawned with a touch of melancholy, lazily straightened up, took out her suitcase, and, ignoring the man's ambiguous gaze, slowly followed the sparse crowd off the train. Here, she would have a new life, a new beginning, and a new future...

the Takezono family.

The brightly lit, extravagantly luxurious ball was, in Suwabe Toru's eyes, only these two ordinary and vulgar words could describe the scene before him; he couldn't think of anything more.

However, this was clearly not his focus. As payment for attending the ball, he wasn't there for the food and music—those were meaningless to him. His eyes were fixed on Kuroyukihime's graceful and alluring figure.

Takezono Erika had personally guaranteed that Kuroyukihime would definitely return, as Harada Ryoji had informed the Takezono family early on that she was his date. However, with half an hour of the ball already underway and Kuroyukihime still nowhere to be seen, Suwabe was beginning to grow impatient.

Seeing Erika Takezonori, dressed in a gorgeous light blue ballet dress, chatting and laughing with others, Suwabe disregarded everything else and was about to pull her aside to question Kuroyukihime. However, before he could move, the ballroom doors opened, and Harada Ryoji appeared before everyone, arm in arm with Kuroyukihime, whose alluring snow-white skin was accentuated by her black dress.

Her long, black hair swayed slightly with each step she took, and her large, dark eyes held a mixture of curiosity and disdain as she looked at the various people in the ballroom. Harada didn't care about Kuroyukihime's identity, even though she was just his mistress whom he had been keeping for a month.

Takezonori looked at Suwabe with a mischievous and smug smile, the unspoken message being that there was nothing she, the young lady Takezonori, wouldn't fail to do. Suwabe didn't bother with Erika's boasting; he was now holding his breath, his mind solely focused on Kuroyukihime.

Harada greeted several people in the center of the ball with apparent familiarity. Suwabe knew they were important figures from the business tycoons and political circles of Japan's 11th district, but Suwabe himself held them in low regard. In his view, their actions were no more noble than those of the Rokkasei-sha, and perhaps even more despicable.

The intermissions were very short, having been extended quite a while for Harada's entrance, so Harada only exchanged a few words with the others before the band resumed playing soothing music, urging the ball to resume.

Suwabe wasn't in a hurry. He knew that Kuroyukihime, being Harada Ryoji's favorite toy, would definitely be held in the old man's arms and danced with him before he would let go. However, to his surprise, after Harada finished dancing, he didn't stop others from touching Kuroyukihime. It wasn't until an hour later, when Suwabe was getting impatient, that he finally saw Kuroyukihime, who was showing signs of fatigue, slowly walk to a corner of the ball, take a sip of orange juice brought by a waiter, and rest.

Suwabe chuckled inwardly, watching Kuroyukihime walk step by step into the trap set by Takezono. Throughout, Suwabe wisely remained hidden. He knew she didn't like him and would be wary of his presence, so it was better to stay in the shadows and observe how Takezono's promise was kept. Fortunately, while the young lady of Takezono was somewhat aloof, she was a woman of her word. Seeing the waiter secretly tampering with the orange juice, Suwabe knew that Kuroyukihime's time to be his was not far off.

The cool orange juice finally calmed Kuroyukihime's feverish body somewhat. Those lecherous old men from the political and financial world were truly annoying; they all wanted to dance with her before letting her go. However, with Harada Ryoji present, she couldn't refuse them, so she could only try to appease them. Before she knew it, more than an hour had passed.

Kuroyukihime disgustedly threw her recent experiences into the dustbin of memory, only to be met with a sense of emptiness. Lured by the soothing music, she found herself staring blankly at the crowd in the dimly lit ballroom. Unconsciously, she thought of Kasei again.

The image of her master had barely entered her mind when a wave of dizziness washed over her. She touched her forehead with her small, white hand, and before she could even tell Harada Ryoji, she felt as if she had lost consciousness. She only remembered calling a waiter to inquire about the location of a room to rest, and then she knew nothing more.

...

She took Kuroyukihime's fragrant body from the waiter arranged by Chikuen, slipping away from the crowd engrossed in the music. Fortunately, Harada Ryoji was also busy stroking a beautiful woman who appeared out of nowhere, and didn't pay any attention to this. This was a godsend, giving Suwabe Toru a great opportunity to act.

Quietly, Suwabe led Kuroyukihime to the pre-arranged room. Concealing his excitement, he took out his key and, after glancing around to make sure no one was watching, opened the door and led Kuroyukihime inside. He placed the beautiful girl on the bed; his breathing had become much more rapid. After so many days, he could finally see Kuroyukihime's exquisitely beautiful face so closely again.

Long, straight black hair, delicately arched eyebrows, long eyelashes covering her slightly closed eyes, and a small, slightly parted mouth beneath her delicate nose, softly panting, completely unguarded.

Beneath her graceful chin lay a pristine white neck, her slightly protruding breasts rising and falling with her breath, a slender waist, long, shapely legs, and close by, a pair of delicate, sexy feet adorned with exquisitely crafted small black high heels. Suwabe gazed at the beautiful girl on the bed, a lewd smile spreading across his face, a smile he himself was unaware of. He first lightly kissed Kuroyukihime's delicate lips, then hastily unzipped his pants, stripped Kuroyukihime of her clothes, and impatiently pressed himself against the beautiful girl's soft body, now only clad in black stockings.

Kuroyukihime only let out a soft moan, her small mouth twitching slightly before becoming unresponsive. This kind of sleeping potion, as Takezon Erika had previously stated, meant that even if Kuroyukihime's uterus were torn apart, she would never wake up. The phrase "uterus torn apart" startled even Suwabe Toru; he hadn't expected this young lady to know such vulgar language.

He rubbed against Kuroyukihime's body, spreading her beautiful legs, encased in black stockings, as wide as possible, exposing her pink area to Suwabe's ecstatic eyes. Swallowing hard, Suwabe pulled out his thick penis and pressed it against Kuroyukihime's vagina, thrusting his hips forward and entering the beautiful girl's body once more. The

unconscious Kuroyukihime only groaned, her limp body offering no resistance. Only Suwabe's excited panting as he slowly pushed his penis into her vagina still lingered in the room.

Although he hadn't had a chance to be close to Kuroyukihime since Miyuki's rape in the forest, and Suwabe knew she had taken many clients recently, once his penis was enveloped by her tight vaginal muscles, Suwabe still inhaled deeply, savoring the warm, dense sensation that constantly assaulted the tactile nerves on his penis.

Slowly, Suwabe pressed his two beautiful legs directly onto Kuroyukihime's sides, covering her long, black hair. He rubbed his body against hers, his engorged penis stirring her tight vaginal muscles, slowly thrusting deeper into her body, taking from her. His large mouth would lick her small nipples and kiss her soft lips, basking in pleasure. Kuroyukihime

only moaned softly when the penis thrust more intensely; otherwise, she allowed Suwabe to do as he pleased, completely unaware. After all, the effects of this special drug were incredibly potent. At this moment, Kuroyukihime was probably still having a wet dream, dreaming that the one manipulating her wasn't the annoying Suwabe, but her long-awaited master, Kasei.

Suwabe's desire to more than just kiss Kuroyukihime's breasts and lips began. He slowly pulled one of her shapely legs over and brought it to his mouth, savoring her sexy, stocking-clad leg in rhythm with his thrusting.

He started with her beautiful arch, his lips moving slowly along her sole to her ankle, leaving her entire foot covered in his greedy saliva. The kisses continued down her calf, finally ending at her elegant ankle. He savored the taste of her legs, inhaling their unique, alluring scent. The only sound in the quiet room was Suwabe's increasingly heavy breathing.

As his thrusts quickened, his climax drew ever closer. Forgetting about continuing to molest her legs, Suwabe pressed his entire weight onto her, his hips thrusting violently. Holding Kuroyukihime's slender waist, his desire to ejaculate inside her grew clearer and more unstoppable.

Finally, after about a hundred thrusts, with a low growl, in the empty room, Suwabe thrust deeply, pressing his penis against the depths of Kuroyukihime's honeyed orifice, ejaculating streams of semen into the beautiful girl's womb, where the flesh and blood of the Harada family were already conceived.

After ejaculating, Suwabe breathed a sigh of relief, noticing a hint of rosy blush on Kuroyukihime's fair skin. It seemed that although the drug had caused her unconsciousness, her body was still responding to the pleasure of intercourse. Gently stroking Kuroyukihime's black hair, Suwabe kissed her beautiful lips with a touch of affection, lingering like a lover…

The stinging sensation in her vagina became increasingly clear. Slowly opening her eyes, Kuroyukihime's mind was still heavy and chaotic. She only remembered asking the waiter about the room for resting. When she opened her eyes again, she was surprised to find herself lying on the bed completely naked. However, that description wasn't entirely accurate, as she was still wearing black stockings on her thighs.

The stinging pain between her legs once again dominated her consciousness. Kuroyukihime looked down at the mess around her vulva, a sense of foreboding clouding her mind.

"Damn it, could I have been drugged and raped by some daring waiter?"

While still pondering her recent unconsciousness, a soft knock sounded at the door.

"Kuroyukihime, are you in there? It's Harada."

Oh no! If Harada Ryoji saw her naked, snow-white body and her messy vulva, he'd definitely think she'd used this free time to meet her lover. Kuroyukihime panicked, quickly grabbing a few pieces of clothing and throwing them on. She steadied herself slightly before opening the door, saying,

"Mr. Harada, I'm here."

During the three or four minutes of silence, Harada hadn't left. He waited until a response came from inside before taking a small step back, waiting for the door to open.

"Where have you been? I noticed you weren't here earlier, I looked for you for a while."

"I...I'm sorry...I was a little tired, so I found a room to rest for a while...Mr. Harada...Are you angry?"

Her large eyes, set against her pale face, looked at Harada apologetically. Harada, who was initially a little angry, was too embarrassed to show it, so he could only smile, gently stroking Kuroyukihime's pretty face before saying nothing more.

Seeing that Harada had forgiven her, Kuroyukihime smiled seductively, then pulled Harada into the room. It was already late, and Kuroyukihime didn't turn on the lights. She simply helped Harada take off his clothes, then removed the clothes she had hastily put on, and embraced Harada Ryoji. Soon,

Kuroyukihime's unique moans and Harada's heavy breathing filled the room again... 02-03

Chapter Fifty-Four:

Charlotte finally arrived at the apartment she had rented, led by the person sent by the Rokkasei Company. It was a three-story apartment building; Charlotte's floor had five households, and she lived in the middle.

The Rokuryo Club members didn't say much, just handed her the key, gestured to the door, and left. It seemed Rokuryo Club really wouldn't force her anymore. Thinking this, Charlotte even felt a little grateful to Rokuryo Club; after all, even in this situation, only a club would still be helping her.

Opening the door, Charlotte dragged her weary steps into the apartment. It wasn't a large room, about seven or eight tatami mats in size, furnished only with simple furniture—not even as nice as the student dormitories at Xiufeng Girls' Academy.

Charlotte tossed her suitcase onto the small entryway. Too lazy to unpack, her belongings were simple enough to match the modest room. Charlotte lay back on the tatami, letting her pinkish-white hair fall loose, and slowly closed her eyes…

A few crisp bird calls woke Charlotte in the morning. She realized she hadn't changed her clothes and had slept on the tatami all night. She checked her phone; it was only 6:30. Sure enough, getting up early in an unfamiliar place…

Charlotte splashed some cold water on the sink. She hadn't showered last night, and felt really uncomfortable. She hadn't expected that her mental state would become so disheveled, making her look even more pathetic.

However, Charlotte then looked at the tiny bathroom and sighed. This small apartment didn't have a shower; even if Charlotte wanted to, there was probably nowhere.

Her big eyes filled with grievance, and Charlotte was filled with disappointment. She used to be a pampered young lady, waited on hand and foot, but now she could only live in a tiny, shabby apartment without even a shower. Charlotte sighed, then suddenly remembered something. She picked up a note that the Rokurin Company staff had given her yesterday.

It listed the jobs they were offering her—just odd jobs, enough to barely make ends meet. But that was precisely why Rokurin Company had only rented her such a basic apartment; after all, with the income from these part-time jobs, Charlotte definitely wouldn't be able to afford a nice apartment.

Charlotte suddenly felt pathetic. When the Heatherlink family went bankrupt, she was anxious about whether she could still live the life of a pampered young lady, which is why she went to work as a high-class waitress at the Liuling Company. Now, she couldn't even afford the life of an ordinary person, let alone a pampered young lady. Otherwise, even though the Heatherlink family was bankrupt, with the help of relatives, she could have maintained a life above average, though not as luxurious as a pampered young lady.

But there was no going back now. Charlotte could only force herself to go to her first job of the day, a part-time job at a supermarket, according to the address on the note. After all, she didn't have much money left; making ends meet was the priority. As for taking a bath, she'd have to find a public bathhouse nearby that evening.

Following the address, Charlotte found the supermarket, a medium-sized convenience store. Several people were busily preparing for the morning opening. However, a boy who looked like a student caught Charlotte's attention. It wasn't summer or winter vacation; why was someone who looked like a student helping out so early?

Charlotte, not even bothering to glance at the person who concerned her, entered the supermarket and headed straight for the manager's office.

Upon seeing Charlotte, the manager first praised the pink-haired beauty, then confirmed that this was the person Rokkasei had told him about working there. With a fawning smile, he led Charlotte into the staff break room and introduced her to the employees already sitting down for their last break before the morning shift.

The employees were curious, and the manager was curious too. He couldn't understand why Rokkasei would send someone to such a small company, especially such a stunningly beautiful girl. However, Rokkasei was someone they absolutely couldn't afford to offend. Even though Yamamoto Uemon was far from Mutsu, the manager didn't dare disregard his words. Besides, it was just a part-time job; accepting him wouldn't hurt. In fact, seeing Charlotte, the manager was actually glad that such a beautiful girl had come.

After the introductions, Charlotte changed into the store clerk uniform. This supermarket didn't have many female employees, so there wasn't a separate break room for them. She and another woman had to make do with a small storage room as a temporary changing area. However, at this point, this difficulty didn't matter to Charlotte.

"Um... what exactly is my job?"

"Ah, you, Mr. Arima, please come here for a moment."

Having changed, Charlotte blinked her big eyes and asked the morning shift supervisor about her job. After all, she had never worked before and didn't know what she was supposed to do in a supermarket.

At the call of the morning shift supervisor, the young, student-looking man who had caught Charlotte's attention walked over quickly.

"So his name is Arima. I wonder what his real name is?"

"Um, Arima-kun, from now on, Charlotte will be working with you at the front desk. Our supermarket hasn't had such a cute girl in a long time. With Charlotte and the handsome Arima at the front desk, I'm sure there will be many more customers."

The morning shift supervisor jokingly pushed Charlotte towards Arima, who could only smile awkwardly.

"Hehe, Mr. Kawatani is really joking... Miss Charlotte, my name is Arima Teppei. Nice to meet you."

Arima Teppei extended his hand and introduced himself. Charlotte looked at Arima's unique sunny and energetic aura, her heart raced a little, and a slight blush appeared on her pale face. She also extended her snow-white hand and shook hands with Arima.

"Such soft hands... Ah... What am I thinking..."

Charlotte's hands were as soft as boneless snow, and Arima's mind raced. He secretly cursed himself for being an idiot. Hiding his slight lapse in composure, Arima led Charlotte to the front desk.

After a brief introduction to the cash register and a few work precautions, the convenience store officially opened. Charlotte had some questions for Arima, but since it was their first meeting and her first day of work, she didn't have time to think about them. She could only focus on doing her job well.

Charlotte's intelligence and meticulousness certainly helped her a lot. She completed her work flawlessly, and her delicate features and charming smile spread quickly. Within half a day, word spread that a pure, lovely, and gentle young woman had entered the corner convenience store. By 3 pm, when Charlotte was about to leave work, the cash register line stretched for seven or eight meters just to see her.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect Liuling Society to send us such a lucky charm. I just wonder what such a beautiful girl did before, and how she ended up here?"

"Nagase-kun, your guessing is really pitiful for Charlotte who's still working hard. You should thank her for the popularity she brings."

The middle-aged woman who had taken over the afternoon shift made the manager just chuckle. He guessed today's sales would make her laugh in her dreams.

...

Finally, Charlotte finished her shift at 3:30. She worked from 8 am to 3 pm every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Her shift was taken over by students from nearby high school who came to work part-time after school. Ignoring the surprised expressions of the high school students who came to take over her shift at her beautiful appearance, Charlotte's shoulders were aching terribly. She herself didn't expect her first day of work to be so tiring.

However, the manager was overjoyed. Today, the store's sales were three times that of a typical weekend by the time Charlotte finished her shift. To reward Charlotte, the manager even gave her a lot of vegetables as a bonus.

Charlotte could only accept the manager's kindness with a wry smile, but her already aching shoulders made it impossible for her to carry such a large bag. As soon as she stepped out of the back of the convenience store, Charlotte began to look at the bag of vegetables with a worried expression, wondering how to take it back.

"Miss Charlotte, what's wrong?"

Charlotte turned her head, her big eyes meeting Arima Teppei, whom she had been somewhat concerned about earlier. Her face flushed slightly.

"Ah... no... nothing."

Arima Teppei glanced at the ground and at Charlotte, who was rubbing her shoulder in a worried expression, and immediately understood. He walked over and smiled, saying,

"Miss Charlotte, how about I help you take it home?"

"Ah... no need, how can I? Mr. Arima must be very tired today, how can I trouble you?"

"It's no trouble at all, it's just a small favor. By the way, just call me Teppei."

"Ah... Teppei-kun..."

"Well, let me help you. Tell me how to get to your house?"

Charlotte looked at Arima Teppei's sunny and handsome expression, feeling a strange flutter in her heart. She nodded and led Arima Teppei towards her rented apartment.

The two were somewhat silent on the street, having just met. Charlotte took the initiative, asking first,

"Teppei-kun, you seem to be a student too. Why are you working at the supermarket all day?"

"Ah... I have no choice... My parents need my care. They're going through a tough time right now, and they need my help."

"They..." "

They're not in good health and can't work long hours, so I'm the only one who can help."

(This is a secondary setting; in the anime, Arima Teppei's parents are killed as soon as they appear.)

"Teppei-kun is so kind..."

Hearing Charlotte's praise, Arima Teppei smiled shyly. That clean and pure smile made Charlotte momentarily stunned...

10 days later.

Charlotte hummed a cheerful tune as she changed out of her shop assistant uniform. The clock hands, along with the deepening night outside, pointed to 8. She had been working there for ten days, gradually adapting to the simple and pure life of Mutsu Town. She had also resigned from other short-term jobs offered by Rokkasei Company, focusing wholeheartedly on working at this convenience store. Of course, partly because the manager offered Charlotte a good salary to boost sales, but more importantly, it was all about "him."

"Teppei-kun... Shall we go home together?"

Charlotte, now in her casual clothes, cheerfully came out, hoping to find Arima Teppei so they could go home together. However, Teppei-kun wasn't there; only a few envious, playful voices rang out,

"Oh dear, Charlotte's always looking for Teppei."

"Sigh, looks like we're out of luck. I really envy Arima's good fortune."

Charlotte blushed slightly at the teasing, but what she cared about most was Teppei's whereabouts. The kind aunt on duty reminded her,

"Teppei volunteered for the night shift today, so he just went home. He won't be back until about 8:30."

"Huh? Teppei-kun isn't here..."

The drawn-out tone revealed her disappointment. The other employees in the store were even more envious, but Charlotte ignored them and walked out of the store dejectedly, heading home alone. She didn't even hear the aunt reminding her to be careful at night.

Her high heels clicked on the empty, quiet path. Charlotte's mind was filled with Arima Teppei's smile from earlier that day. Unconsciously, Teppei-kun's quiet, clean smile had filled her mind. Charlotte didn't know how to describe this feeling of thinking about someone all the time. Although she was quite experienced in sex, she was still a little girl when it came to love.

Lost in these sweet worries, Charlotte didn't notice a dark figure approaching from behind. Her apartment was just around the last dark corner, but as Charlotte stepped into the darkness, the figure simultaneously pressed against her.

"Ah...uh..."

Before she could even scream, a large hand covered Charlotte's mouth, leaving her only able to whimper in terror. Beneath her heavy breathing, another large hand greedily groped her full breasts.

"Ha...ah...it's really big..."

The man's trembling voice filled Charlotte with fear. The pain from the rough kneading of her breasts stimulated her nerves, and her long, beautiful legs began to weaken. She had tried desperately to break free from the control of those large hands, but she couldn't muster any strength.

"Am I going to be raped?"

Despair began to show in Charlotte's big eyes. Slowly, her body was no longer stiff, but gradually softened in the perverted man's arms. Inhaling Charlotte's unique girlish fragrance, the man was also aroused by Charlotte's soft body temperature. He began to tear at Charlotte's short skirt, trying to spread her beautiful legs, exploring the girl's sacred and secret area.

"No...I don't want to be raped...who...who will save me..."

Tears of pleading began to flow from Charlotte's big eyes. She wanted to ask for help, but she didn't know who to ask. In this remote place, who would come to save her?

"Zheping...Zheping-kun...Save me...Save me..."

Charlotte murmured the name of her beloved Zheping-kun, and despair slowly began to cloud her vision. The man's breathing became more and more rapid, and he got closer and closer. His underwear was torn off, and his hands had begun to brazenly grope her vulva. Before long, the man's penis would be inserted into her vulva.

"Teppei-kun... save me..."

Charlotte cried out her last words, startling the man. After checking that there were five people around, he laughed triumphantly, preparing to mount her while mocking,

"Heh, still thinking about your lover? Few people pass by here, so just accept your fate. But you're so cute, I'll try to be gentle."

With a chuckle, the man's penis pressed against her labia. Was it all over? Even in this remote Mutsu region, there was no place for her?

At the last second, Charlotte gave up hope, slowly being pressed down by the man, awaiting the invasion of the foreign object.

However, after waiting for a long time without the man entering, Charlotte, who was experienced in such matters, felt very strange. She turned her head and saw the man lying straight on her, his eyes lifeless, slowly tilting down, revealing the face of the person she had been longing for.

"Zhe...Zheping-kun..."

Charlotte turned around and hugged Zheping with a sob in her voice. Ignoring her disheveled appearance, all she wanted to do at that moment was to hide in Zheping's arms and have a good cry.

"I...I'm sorry...I just got back to the shop and heard from Aunt Tanaka that you went home alone. I was worried, so I took leave to come and check on you...I didn't expect..."

"Idiot...Waaah...Just now...Idiot...Teppei-kun is such an idiot..."

"I...I'm sorry..."

Holding Charlotte's soft body, Teppei could only awkwardly comfort the beautiful girl in his arms. However, Charlotte's naturally gentle nature helped him at this moment. After crying a few times, Charlotte suddenly raised her head and stared at Arima Teppei with her beautiful big eyes. She slowly brought her lips to his.

"But...it's so good that Teppei-kun could come at the last minute..."

Looking at those delicate lips, Arima Teppei awkwardly pressed them against his. His arms gradually tightened around Charlotte's soft body, and he was intoxicated by the beautiful girl's tenderness and charm for a long time...

Chapter 55

Arima Teppei kissed Charlotte for a long time before reluctantly letting go of the beautiful girl. It took a while to calm Charlotte down, and he took her to her apartment.

"Um, Charlotte, I have to go back now, the shop is waiting for me."

"Why don't you come up and sit for a while, Teppei-kun? I'm so scared."

Seeing the charming and pitiful look in Charlotte's big eyes, Teppei could only nod, thinking that he should go up and stay with Charlotte for a while before leaving. Anyway, the shop's night shift didn't start until 9 o'clock, so it wouldn't matter if he went back a little later.

Following Charlotte's turn of the key, Arima Teppei entered Charlotte's room for the first time. He was surprised that such a beautiful girl's room was so simple. Apart from some necessary furniture and kitchenware, there was nothing else in the room. It was hard to tell that this was a girl's room.

"Hehe, sorry, I just moved in and haven't had time to tidy up."

"It's okay. As expected, a girl's room is always so tidy."

Teppei praised Charlotte's room somewhat awkwardly, but he was a little at a loss. After all, it was his first time entering a girl's room, and even his posture when sitting down was unusually clumsy, which made Charlotte laugh.

"Hehe, Teppei-kun is so funny."

Seeing the beautiful girl laugh at him, Arima Teppei felt even more embarrassed. They had just kissed, and now it felt like they had returned to the awkwardness of when they first met.

"Teppei-kun, would you like something to drink?"

Charlotte thought of pouring Teppei a cup of tea, but Teppei immediately stopped her.

"Ah, no need. Speaking of which, I should go back to the shop. Everyone's waiting for me to hand over my shift."

"Teppei-kun, don't go!"

Hearing that Teppei was leaving, Charlotte quickly offered her soft, fragrant body to him, embracing him to prevent him from leaving.

The alluring fragrance wafted into Teppei's nostrils, and the boy's hands involuntarily wrapped around Charlotte's slender waist. The sensitive Charlotte noticed Teppei's change through this subtle movement, slowly closed her eyes, and offered her pink lips.

Looking at the beautiful girl's captivating expression, Teppei could no longer control himself, embracing Charlotte and kissing her once again.

The two played with each other's lips and tongues. Charlotte's skillful kissing techniques left Teppei overwhelmed. One moment her tongue was being bitten by the beautiful girl, the next it was being wildly stirred inside his mouth. Then, he was dragged into his home by this smooth, enchanting beauty, and his body temperature gradually rose with these extremely provocative actions. Teppei's hands became restless. At first, he only climbed up Charlotte's large breasts and rubbed them a few times. In the end, he simply started pulling at the beautiful girl's short skirt and panties, preparing to enter the final stage.

Charlotte, of course, didn't resist Teppei's actions. In fact, she was quite pleased that Teppei had finally broken through his rational defenses. She proactively lifted her pert buttocks and sat on Teppei, pulling down her pink panties and letting them hang on her ankles. She then used her slender, beautiful fingers to guide Teppei's semi-erect penis, carefully stroking it.

"Teppei-kun... yours is so big... be gentle when you come in, okay?"

Arima Teppei nodded, somewhat excited and embarrassed. As someone experiencing sex for the first time, he felt it was wonderful to be with Charlotte. In his mind, the pure and beautiful Charlotte must also be a virgin. However, Arima Teppei had never considered how an inexperienced girl could have such superb kissing skills, or how she could be so proactive in sex.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte lifted her buttocks and proactively pressed her penis against her vulva. She offered her large, full breasts to Teppei's mouth. Looking at the luscious pink nipples, Teppei didn't hesitate and bit down, gently sucking on them.

An electric-like pleasure enveloped Charlotte, and with a soft moan, Charlotte held onto the penis, slowly lowering her pert buttocks. Gradually, her honeyed entrance swallowed Zheping's penis to the root, taking it into her tight honeyed passage.

The vaginal muscles inside the cavity squeezed and pressed against the invading foreign object from all sides, causing Arima Teppei, who was sucking on Charlotte's delicate nipple, to sigh involuntarily. While enjoying the warmth and size of her large breasts, he also felt Charlotte's tight grip on his lower body. Arima Teppei's lower body involuntarily began to thrust in Charlotte's honeyed passage, making Charlotte's moans more and more rapid and frequent.

"Mmm... ah... Teppei-kun... so good... thrusting... so... great..."

It had been a long time since she had done it. Ever since Vincent obtained the explicit photos of Charlotte and the principal, he had abandoned her. So for some time now, Charlotte had been busy making a living and had no time to think about these things. On lonely nights, she would occasionally have to relieve herself with her fingers.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Teppei groaned, savoring the smooth, tender taste of Charlotte's nipples. The tight grip lured him to thrust his penis deeper into her flower-like opening, parting layers of vaginal flesh until he finally reached the depths of the secret passage, the edge of her uterus.

"Ah...Teppei-kun...you've reached it..."

A tingling, numbing sensation surged through Charlotte and Arima Teppei's minds simultaneously. Charlotte, feeling as if she'd been electrocuted, swayed her slender waist, her vaginal muscles churning with her juices, making Teppei's penis harder and harder inside her, incredibly erect.

Teppei began to loosen his grip on Charlotte's nipples, his hands holding her waist, focusing all his attention on his penis. His thrusts grew larger and larger, making Charlotte's moans increasingly chaotic.

"Ah...Teppei-kun...so fast...so good...Charlotte...I'm going to fly...fly...shoot...shoot inside..."

The beautiful girl began shamelessly whispering sweet nothings, teasing Arima Teppei's climax. The inexperienced boy, unable to withstand the pressure of her tight, clenching vaginal muscles, moaned wildly. Arima Teppei gripped Charlotte's body tightly, thrusting his penis in and out a dozen times before finally plunging it in, ejaculating forcefully against the smooth edge of her cervix. The scalding

semen splattered against Charlotte's sensitive uterine walls. Feeling the heat within her, Charlotte's body went limp, collapsing into Teppei's arms. After a soft, tearful moan, she poured copious amounts of her own fluids onto Arima Teppei's glans in a wanton frenzy…

That night, Arima Teppei skipped work for the first time. The two spent the entire night in Charlotte's small apartment in a frenzy, only falling into a deep sleep the next morning, unwilling to give up.

The next day, when Ma Zheping arrived at the convenience store hand-in-hand with Charlotte, everyone immediately understood the reason after his explanation. The ambiguous relationship between the two was obvious to everyone. Since Zheping was a diligent worker and Charlotte was the store's cash cow, no one said anything. They simply smiled and patted Zheping on the shoulder, praising his good fortune, while instructing everyone to keep Charlotte and Zheping's relationship a secret to avoid affecting customers.

In short, their relationship progressed smoothly. With her beloved by her side, working at the supermarket was no longer a burden for Charlotte. In her spare time, smiling at Zheping and seeing his pure and innocent smile return her joy, Charlotte felt like the happiest woman in the world. She even felt that being abandoned by the Heatherlink family, Vincent, and Xiufeng Academy was just a prelude to meeting Zheping, and there was nothing to be sad or regretful about.

...

Another busy day, but Charlotte was still content watching Teppei change his clothes and walk home with her. These short moments alone together after work were always Charlotte's most precious memories. Of course, there were also a few times when Charlotte successfully brought Teppei back to her bed, and they occasionally spent a not-so-short night together.

"Hey, Teppei-kun, don't leave me tonight, okay?"

With a soft, pleading tone, Charlotte began her usual seduction. However, Teppei didn't always take the bait, so Charlotte wasn't sure if she would succeed this time.

"I...I'm sorry, Charlotte's parents aren't in good health, and I haven't been home much lately, so I'm a little worried...so..." Sure enough

, it was the same excuse again. Lately, whenever Teppei refused her, he would almost always mention his parents' health. Charlotte was a little annoyed, but helpless. Perhaps it was precisely Teppei's gentle attitude towards his family that had captivated her from the first time she saw him.

However, Charlotte didn't want to let Teppei go tonight. After thinking it over carefully, Charlotte suddenly had a new idea.

"Hey, Teppei-kun, how about this, take me to see your uncle and aunt? We've been dating for a while now, wouldn't it be nice to introduce me to them? I can help you take care of them in the future."

"How could I? I'm afraid I'll be a burden to you."

"What's wrong with that? I'm Teppei-kun's girlfriend too, or..."

At this point, Charlotte suddenly narrowed her big eyes and stared at Teppei, making him a little uneasy.

"Or is it that there's actually another girl waiting for Teppei-kun, so you always use your parents as a shield and never let me meet them?"

"How could that be? I hate lying the most, and I would never lie to Charlotte,"

Arima Teppei said, his face flushed as he desperately tried to explain.

"Alright then, let me meet them."

Seeing Charlotte's expectant and excited expression, Teppei could only sigh. He couldn't resist his girlfriend's insistence and agreed to Charlotte's request. But speaking of which, he should introduce Charlotte to them. He believed that the beautiful and gentle Charlotte would surely be liked by his parents.

"Oh my, such a beautiful girl, it's such a waste for her to be with Teppei."

"Hahaha, Teppei is usually so quiet, I never expected him to date such a beautiful girl, he's got my style!"

Sitting at the dining table, Arima Teppei watched his parents entertain Charlotte with teasing expressions, feeling a little awkward. The initial awkwardness and trepidation from when she first entered the house had dissipated, and the gentle and beautiful Charlotte quickly became friends with his parents. By dinner time, the three of them were joking around without any restraint .

"Oh dear, Uncle and Auntie, what are you saying? Teppei is also very outstanding, and usually very gentle,"

Charlotte covered her mouth and giggled, defending Teppei, but only received more teasing from her parents. Perhaps it was because his girlfriend was too outstanding; his parents were overjoyed.

Zheping could only blush and remain silent, shoveling rice into his mouth while listening to his parents boastfully recount their past embarrassing moments to Charlotte. Occasionally, they would protest a few times when the story reached a point that made them shy, which amused Charlotte, whose bright eyes narrowed into beautiful slits as she looked at her boyfriend's childish behavior with a touch of affection.

After dinner, his parents said they wouldn't disturb the young couple and went to watch TV in the inner room. Although Zheping's house was rather old, it was still a two-story detached house. Feeling a bit awkward inside, at Charlotte's suggestion, Zheping took Charlotte for a walk in the alleys near their house.

"I'm sorry, did they disturb you, my parents?"

"No, Auntie and Uncle are very interesting people. It's really fun chatting with them. Most importantly, you're here with me."

Under her bright eyes, Charlotte looked at Zheping with alluring, watery eyes and inadvertently uttered a shy and sweet word.

"Ah... um... th... thank you..."

Hearing the beautiful girl's undisguised confession, Teppei suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his face, somewhat unable to look Charlotte directly in the eye, and could only shift his gaze, unsure of where to look.

"Hey Teppei-kun, look at me! Why are you looking away?"

Seeing Teppei's shy expression, Charlotte teased him, moving closer and rubbing her large breasts against him. Almost all of her breath was inhaled by Teppei.

"Charlotte, this is too close. People will misunderstand if they see us."

"Hmph, Teppei-kun, honestly, what misunderstanding? We've already done it all. Besides, are you worried about what kind of relationship we have? We're dating, aren't we? Does Teppei have another girl in his heart, so he doesn't want people to know about our relationship?"

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Teppei quickly turned around to comfort Charlotte, assuring her that he absolutely loved only her. Only after coaxing Charlotte to laugh again did he feel at ease. Right now, the thing Arima Teppei feared most was seeing Charlotte unhappy.

Seeing Arima Teppei's flustered attempts to make her happy, Charlotte couldn't help but chuckle. Then, she pressed her lips to Teppei's and suddenly kissed the boy.

"Teppei-kun, please don't leave me, don't abandon me, okay? I really like Teppei, no matter what happens, please don't, okay?"

"Hmm... no matter what happens, I won't leave Charlotte."

"What if I betray you first?"

Charlotte suddenly changed the subject, looking directly into Teppei's eyes with her bright gaze.

"Then... I still won't..."

She answered Charlotte with slightly weak confidence, but the beautiful girl no longer cared how much truth was in her words. She smiled contentedly and offered her lips once more. This time, they kissed for a long time...

Chapter 56

Yamamoto Uemon comfortably nestled into his leather sofa, looking at the company report for the month handed to him by Hasegawa.

"Hmm, the performance is not bad."

"Brother Yamamoto, next month might not be so easy. In the second half of this month, because Charlotte was not there, the club's turnover actually dropped a lot. It was only thanks to Kuroyukihime's excellent performance at the Harada family that Harada Ryoji made additional payments that we barely made up for the difference."

Yamamoto just smiled, not directly addressing Hasegawa's concerns, but instead asking,

"Where is Charlotte now?"

"According to the brothers there, she's working at a convenience store, and supposedly she's dating a boy named Arima Teppei."

"Oh?"

Yamamoto raised an eyebrow, suddenly asking with a curious smile,

"What kind of person is Arima Teppei?"

"Handsome and very gentle. To be honest, that kind of person is indeed very attractive to girls. I say, Brother Yamamoto, you're not really concerned about Charlotte's love life, are you?"

"Hasegawa, I told you not to be like those Suwabe guys, all they do is fight and kill. You need to use your brain more when things happen. Anyway, don't worry, Charlotte will be back soon."

Watching Yamamoto's smug smile as he smoked, Hasegawa could only look at him with suspicion and reluctantly nod...

In his apartment, Charlotte hummed a cheerful tune, cooking her newly learned specialty dish, stewed potatoes and meat, on her rare day off.

Arima Teppei lay lazily naked on the bed. Both of them were a little hungry after their intense morning. At Charlotte's suggestion, they took the ingredients they had already bought and the beautiful girl decided to cook Teppei a "love feast." Watching Charlotte, naked in an apron, gently swaying her hips to her tune as she cooked, Teppei felt a little itchy. He slowly got off the bed and approached

Charlotte, grabbing her swaying breasts under her armpits.

"Ah... Teppei-kun... you're so lewd."

As Charlotte giggled and pouted, Teppei suddenly chuckled mischievously, slowly kneading Charlotte's large breasts. He brought his mouth close to the beautiful girl's fair nape, carefully licking and inhaling the fragrance. On this lazy holiday morning, the air in the room was filled with a dazzling, enchanting atmosphere, fueled by the budding emotions between the two...

The afternoon sun shone warmly on them, and Charlotte clung to Teppei's arm like a kitten, her snow-white face radiating happiness, dappling the air with a warm glow.

"Charlotte, what's making you so happy?"

Seeing Charlotte's smile, Arima Teppei was puzzled, thinking she'd encountered something good.

"Nothing, I'm just happy being with Teppei-kun. Having Teppei-kun is enough."

"Ah...th...thank you."

Hearing Charlotte's direct confession, Arima Teppei blushed and scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed...

Arima Teppei and Charlotte spent the afternoon together, returning home late at night. On his rare day off, his parents didn't press him about his whereabouts, but everyone guessed that besides the beautiful Charlotte, no one could hold Arima Teppei's attention for so long.

"Teppei, there's mail for you."

His mother handed him a package and left. He weighed it in his hand; it was a square object, neither too light nor too heavy. Puzzled, he opened it and found a videotape.

“I can’t imagine anyone using a VCR these days except for recording late-night shows,”

Arima Teppei muttered. He didn’t know who had sent him the videotape. He had initially planned to play it on the TV in the outer room, but after a moment’s hesitation, he took the VCR back to his room.

Lowering the volume, Arima nervously inserted the tape. For some reason, from the moment he received the tape, Arima Teppei felt that it contained something he was best not to know. However, even with this premonition, his intense curiosity compelled him to open it and see what was inside.

After a brief pause, Charlotte’s moans suddenly appeared. In a luxuriously decorated office, a short, stout middle-aged man was greedily thrusting into Charlotte’s shapely buttocks…

Arima held his breath, staring incredulously at the contents of the video. He didn’t know what the relationship was between this man and Charlotte, but it was clear that Charlotte was intentionally responding to him, swaying her slender waist and actively displaying her allure.

The more he looked at the TV, the more chaotic his mind became. Suddenly, Arima Teppei turned it off. He couldn't take it anymore. He took out his phone, wanting to call Charlotte directly to get some answers, but then closed the cover, thinking it would be better to ask her in person. However, if he asked Charlotte out, he didn't know how to bring it up. His nerves were increasingly tangled by this sudden mess. Arima sat restlessly in the room, completely unsure of what to do.

After a night of wild thoughts, Arima noticed it was Monday morning. Since they had become a couple, Arima had often picked Charlotte up from her place and they would go to work together. Seeing this as an opportunity, Arima washed his face and rushed to Charlotte's house.

When he opened the door, Charlotte's sleepy eyes couldn't hide her surprise and joy. Even when Teppei was coming, he never came this early in the morning. Perhaps this was precisely because he cared so much about her that he had come so early.

"Teppei-kun, it's so early. Have you had breakfast?"

Arima shook his head, watching Charlotte unabashedly remove her pajamas, her bare, delicate body bending over, deliberately presenting her pert buttocks to Arima's eyes, pretending to look for clothes. She hoped Arima would hug her from behind and assault her.

However, after waiting for a long time, her Teppei-kun didn't make a move. He cursed her under his breath, calling her an idiot. Charlotte could only grab a few clothes and put them on, sitting opposite Arima with a slightly sullen expression. It was still early to leave for work, so neither of them was in a hurry.

"Teppei-kun is so stupid..."

Charlotte looked at Arima, who seemed a little distracted, and began to pout and complain. Teppei, however, didn't realize that Charlotte was just being coquettish. Recalling Charlotte's unsightly behavior in the video, he momentarily agreed with Charlotte's words. He was indeed stupid, not even knowing anything about his girlfriend's past.

A sudden silence fell between them. Arima wanted to break the silence, but didn't know where to begin. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, his phone rang, stopping him.

"Teppei?"

"Father? What's wrong? I just left."

"Teppei, something bad has happened. Your mother suddenly fainted and is being taken to the hospital. I'll give you the address, it's Watari General Hospital..."

After Arima Teppei briefly explained the situation to Charlotte, the two had to take leave and rush to Watari General Hospital. Arima felt strange the whole way. His mother had been energetic and greeted him when he left home, how could she have become like this in less than half an hour? When

he and his father saw the doctor, he was told it was due to overwork, but the symptoms suggested a malignant tumor pressing on a nerve, causing the fainting. A major operation was needed, which would cost a lot of money. He hoped the Arima family would prepare as soon as possible.

Upon hearing the amount of the surgery fee, Arima could only frown and remain silent. He didn't tell his father, but sat quietly in a corner with Charlotte, at a loss.

He knew that neither his parents nor he and Charlotte could possibly afford that much money with their salaries. Moreover, he felt that even from his boyfriend's perspective, Charlotte had no right to ask Charlotte to pay for his mother's surgery.

"Tetsuo-kun, don't worry about filming, we'll find a way to make money."

Tetsuo-kun could only smile bitterly to himself. With their combined income, how could this money not be a problem? However, he suddenly thought of Charlotte's lewdness in the videotape from last night. If Charlotte was like that, she could earn any amount of money. Maybe it really wouldn't be a problem. Thinking of this, Tetsuo-kun only opened his mouth, swallowing back the words he originally wanted to say to Charlotte, and nodded at Charlotte as if possessed.

Charlotte was unaware of the complex thoughts swirling in Arima Teppei's mind. She was merely comforting her boyfriend. Even a year ago, the Heatherlink family could have easily covered this amount of money. But now, having to work to support herself, abandoned by Heatherlink, the academy, and her lover, these words were just empty bravado. Her confidence in the source of the money wasn't much greater than Arima Teppei's, perhaps even less…

In Yamamoto Eemon's office,

"Mr. Vincent, are you serious?"

"Yes, I'm willing to pay any price to bring Charlotte back. I really can't live without her.

" "Do you know where she is?" "

Mr. Yamamoto, don't joke like that. I'm here to contact Rokkasei because I don't know where she is. I'm sure you understand that. Let me be frank, only Rokkasei knows her current whereabouts, right?"

"Mr. Vincent, you were the one who abandoned her back then, and now…"

"I...I know...it was indeed my fault, so I'll make it up to you financially. It's just that I've tried quite a few women lately, and Charlotte is definitely the best."

"Even that Iori Ashitsuki isn't good enough?"

"She just yells 'Ichiki' as soon as she gets into bed, or she's all crying and whining. She's pretty and innocent-looking, but that long face she's always wearing is so annoying."

Yamamoto Eemon barely managed to suppress a laugh, interrupting Vincent with a stern face .

"Alright, alright...Mr. Vincent, I understand. I can help you find Charlotte, but this time you'll have to go yourself. Are you willing to go?"

"Of course...but..."

Yamamoto smiled meaningfully, took out a cigarette, lit it leisurely, and while inhaling the aroma of nicotine, began to explain his plans to Vincent...

"Brother, don't you hate hypocrites like Vincent the most? Why did you help him this time?"

Hasegawa Tomohiko asked Yamamoto, puzzled, after Vincent left. He was surprised that Yamamoto would pay attention to the kind of person he usually hated for so long.

"Hmph, Charlotte is our club's cash cow besides Kuroyukihime. Kuroyukihime is easy to deal with because Kase is controlling her, but there aren't many natural girls like Charlotte who willingly enter the industry. Forcing her would only turn her into a doll, and that alluring purity and naturalness would be gone. That's why I haven't forced her. This time, when she ran away..." "It's been almost a month, and we want her to voluntarily return to Rokkasei. Vincent is an indispensable step in this process. Moreover, with him, Rokkasei won't have to directly intervene, saving us the trouble of Charlotte's resentment."

Hasegawa listened to Yamamoto's long-winded explanation, still somewhat puzzled as he looked at his respected elder brother. He was increasingly unable to understand the club leader's thinking lately. However, Yamamoto Eemon didn't expect the simple-minded Hasegawa to understand him. In his view, Hasegawa's greatest value was loyalty, followed by drive; intelligence was definitely not Hasegawa's strength.

"You don't need to ask any more questions. By the way, we need to follow up on the accounts with the Shirakawa family. Rokkasei isn't a charity..."

Charlotte listlessly opened the door to her apartment. She was indeed quite tired today, not physically, but mentally.

Charlotte stayed with Teppei at the hospital for a long time, and it was already completely dark before he finally left. Only then could she return home. Lying on her tatami mat, Charlotte's only thought was to take a hot bath and have a good night's sleep; she was too tired to eat.

However, the shabby apartment didn't even have a bathroom. The thought of having to walk a long way to shower made Charlotte's already exhausted spirits even heavier; she felt like she couldn't even walk properly before she even left the house.

While she was still lying on the tatami mat, completely disregarding her ladylike image, with her legs spread wide, there were several urgent knocks on the door. She initially ignored them, but the knocks grew increasingly urgent.

Who could it be? Charlotte's eyelids seemed about to close completely. Unable to withstand the persistent knocking, she could only half-close her elegant and beautiful eyelids and listlessly open the apartment door. A familiar yet painful figure stood in the doorway.

"Dad... Uncle Vincent... is that you?"

Outside the door, Vincent, with a complicated expression, looked at Charlotte as she opened the door and gave a somewhat awkward smile...

Chapter Fifty-Seven:

Charlotte silently poured herself a cup of tea, smoothed her short skirt, and sat down opposite him at the low table.

"How are you doing?"

"Not bad..."

Charlotte didn't know how to answer the question from her former lover who had abandoned her. Even her gaze was somewhat awkward, unsure where to look.

"Are you still resentful that I abandoned you?"

Vincent's unexpected question made Charlotte blush slightly. Of course, she would not forget Vincent's harsh insult, "You're just a bitch." But now, with Arima Teppei by her side, she no longer cared. If it weren't for Vincent's appearance, Charlotte would have forgotten both him and his words for the rest of her life.

"No...I..."

Charlotte didn't know how to answer. Seeing the beautiful girl's hesitation, Vincent smiled slightly and leaned closer to Charlotte.

"I'm sorry, Charlotte. I was too emotional at the time. Who wouldn't be emotional when they see photos of their beloved woman cheating on them?"

Charlotte didn't say anything. According to her past personality, she could easily forgive someone with a simple "people can understand each other." But now it's different. After experiencing all this, Charlotte is no longer the little girl she once was. She understands the coldness and warmth of human relationships and has witnessed the various aspects of life. Charlotte can only offer Vincent a weak explanation in silence. She doesn't want to refute him, nor does she know what to refute. Rather, this attitude is precisely Charlotte's attitude towards life now. Apart from Arima Teppei, she seems almost indifferent to everything.

Seeing Charlotte's passive avoidance of him, Vincent assumed Charlotte still harbored resentment over past grievances. However, he didn't care. As a hypocrite, besides his fake smile, he had money and a heart that believed everything in the world could ultimately be solved with money.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you still holding a grudge against me?"

Vincent, not getting a response from Charlotte, began to get anxious.

Charlotte gently shook her head before finally replying,

"Uncle Vincent, everything between us is in the past. Now... I'm living here... very well... So, please let me go. Wouldn't it be better if we both forgot our stories and lived in our own worlds? I already know I'm not from your world anymore. Maybe I was before, maybe I tried to be, but now, none of that matters anymore..."

"So you don't want to come back with me?"

"I'm sorry... I..."

Charlotte's refusal didn't seem to surprise him. With a strange smile, Vincent suddenly changed the subject,

"I heard you have a new boyfriend here?"

"Uncle Vincent..."

“Just call me Dad, like before…”

Charlotte bit her lip, but didn’t do as Vincent suggested. She didn’t want to use that title anymore, because every time she called Vincent “Dad,” it reminded her of the absurd things that had happened between them in the past.

“Uncle Vincent, this is my privacy. Please don’t keep asking. Whether I have a boyfriend or not, I don’t want to go back to the past. Please go back.”

Vincent looked a little displeased, but he didn’t show it too obviously; at least he thought he had concealed it quite well.

"I also heard that your boyfriend's name is Arima Teppei?"

"..."

"His mother seems to have been hospitalized recently, and the surgery costs a lot of money. You two can't afford it, can you?"

"Uncle Vincent..."

"I said call me Dad!"

Suddenly, Vincent, filled with inexplicable anger, pounced on Charlotte, pinning the pink-haired beauty down, and wantonly kneading Charlotte's large breasts through her clothes.

"Charlotte... I've thought it through. No woman is as good as you. Come back with me..."

"You... don't do this... I said I won't go back with you."

Charlotte struggled a few times but couldn't move Vincent off her. Fear began to flicker in her large eyes. She hadn't known Vincent could be so forceful.

"Arima Teppei's mother has a malignant tumor. Without surgery, she definitely won't survive, right? What do you plan to do about the surgery costs? Are you just going to watch your boyfriend's mother die in vain?"

Vincent suddenly brought up Arima Teppei again, leaving Charlotte speechless and once again silent beneath him.

"Heh, it seems you don't really like that Arima Teppei either."

"I...to Teppei-kun...to Teppei-kun...you know nothing, what right do you have to ask these questions..."

Charlotte suddenly got angry when she heard Vincent talking to himself, and struggled a few times, causing Vincent to quickly adjust his position to avoid being thrown off by Charlotte.

"Do you want to see Arima Teppei's mother die? He'll be heartbroken if his mother dies, won't he? Do you want to see Arima Teppei's grief?"

"I..."

"Arima Teppei will probably have a hard time recovering from the blow of his mother's death. His sad expression will often be on his face, won't it? Such a gentle person, he'll be very concerned about his mother's passing, won't he? Won't he feel deeply guilty for being unable to afford the surgery fees and causing his mother's death?"

Vincent's devilish voice continued to bombard Charlotte's nerves. The fortress of resistance began to loosen and collapse. Charlotte absolutely did not want to see Teppei's sad expression, not even for a second.

“You know what? Charlotte, I’ve been to the club. I’ve been to Iori Ashizuki and Yuiga Kotegawa, but they’re nothing compared to you… Now you don’t want to go back… I won’t force you… How about this…”

Vincent’s voice began to tremble, an effect of excitement. A large hand had already reached under Charlotte’s skirt, waiting for the right moment to search for that long-lost mysterious sanctuary of the beautiful girl.

“If you'll spend the night with me, I'll pay for Arima Teppei’s mother’s surgery… how about it?”

Vincent’s words made Charlotte’s insistence increasingly weak. That surgery fee was something she and Arima couldn’t possibly afford. Vincent’s help was probably the best shortcut, but… it meant she had to give her virginity to someone else behind Arima’s back…

“Charlotte, if you love someone, shouldn’t you give them everything? Money, virginity—in the end, aren’t they all worthless in the face of love? What exactly is your love for Arima Teppei? Does it really falter at the mere mention of sacrifice?”

“No… I…”

Charlotte’s eyes now showed confusion, no longer fear. Seizing the opportunity, Vincent suddenly boldly began to pull down Charlotte’s skirt, whispering in the beautiful girl’s ear,

“So… Charlotte… what should you call me now?”

“I…”

“Come on, Charlotte… for the one you love…”

“Daddy…”

“My good daughter, you’re so good. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of Arima’s mother’s surgery…”

“Th…thank you…Daddy.”

Hearing Charlotte use that shameful term again, Vincent grinned lewdly with excitement. He hurriedly pulled off Charlotte’s clothes and eagerly pressed his penis against the beautiful girl’s honeyed lips. Without hesitation, he thrust his penis directly into that warm honey hole, completely unaware that a tear of pain and turmoil had already gently rolled down Charlotte’s beautiful eyes.

His penis parted the layers of tight honey flesh and probed inward. Feeling the pleasure coming from his lower body, Vincent was delighted to find that even after many days, Charlotte’s honey hole was still as tight and warm as it had been at the beginning, extremely alluring.

“Ah…”

Charlotte let out a sweet moan, her beautiful legs unconsciously wrapping around Vincent’s waist. This was one of the reasons why Vincent liked Charlotte so much; whenever they made love, she was always so instinctively devoted.

Vincent, writhing his penis, greedily demanded the allure of Charlotte's body. The sounds of their intercourse were incredibly loud; the only sounds in the room, besides their heavy breathing and moans, were the slapping of their genitals against Charlotte's buttocks and the gurgling of their fluids.

Vincent's hands were not to be outdone, already climbing onto Charlotte's large breasts. The soft flesh was squeezed and swayed by his large hands, stimulating Charlotte's already elevated body temperature even further. Even Vincent could feel the burning desire within him.

"Charlotte...you're so hot down there...you...feeling it too, right..."

"Ah...Daddy...no...don't say that..."

"What...are you still shy? Hmm..."

Charlotte turned her pink face away, no longer looking at Vincent. She only hoped this transaction would end quickly; all she wanted was that money, money that would keep Arima Teppei from being heartbroken.

Seeing Charlotte's unintentional, subconscious resistance, Vincent felt a surge of dissatisfaction. He hadn't expected that in less than a month of dating, another man could have captivated Charlotte so easily. He felt a pang of jealousy towards Arima Teppei.

With a mischievous urge, Vincent suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts, the slapping sounds from his lower body growing more rapid, and Charlotte's lips uttered moans of discomfort.

"Daddy...no...don't...too fast...don't...be gentle...please..."

Vincent ignored Charlotte's pleas, his accelerated thrusts drawing him into a deep throbbing of lust. The tight vaginal muscles, in turn, stimulated him relentlessly, making it impossible for him to stop. He could only thrust his penis in and out of Charlotte's honeypot with increasing force.

"Ah...no...don't...I'm going to...lose...Daddy...I'm going to...go..."

The intense movements in her lower body finally caused Charlotte to lose her mind. Before Vincent could understand the meaning of Charlotte's words, the beautiful girl with long pink and white hair firmly gripped Vincent's back with her hands. Her honey hole contracted rapidly, and the vaginal muscles squeezed the penis from all sides. With a splash, a large amount of honey-like fluid gushed out from the cervix, pouring onto the penis that was still piston-like moving inside her honey passage.

"Ah..."

As Charlotte let out a loud, seductive moan, Vincent felt a surge of heat at the tip of his penis, and his lower body could no longer control itself. He buried his face between Charlotte's large breasts, a tingling sensation running down his back. Meeting the cascading nectar, Vincent's buttocks began to tremble uncontrollably, ejaculating streams of semen into Charlotte's honeyed passage…

As this frenzied intercourse ended, both of them collapsed, exhausted, on the tatami mat, panting and embracing, each savoring the pleasure they had just experienced with their own distinct feelings.

Ten minutes later.

With Charlotte's help, Vincent dressed and was escorted to the apartment entrance. He noticed Charlotte's hesitant expression.

“Good daughter, don’t worry, I’ll send the money over tomorrow. That way, you can win over Arima Teppei, the one you like. They won’t know about us.”

“Thank you… Dad…”

Vincent laughed lewdly, pinched Charlotte’s large breasts, and reluctantly left Charlotte’s door…

“Mr. Vincent, you’ve been gone for a long time.”

As he exited the apartment building, Hasegawa Tomohiko, who had been waiting for a while, suddenly struck up a conversation, startling Vincent.

“Ah, it’s Mr. Hasegawa. You startled me.”

“Hehe, Mr. Vincent, you had a good time up there, didn’t you?”

Tomohiko’s sudden question startled Vincent, but thinking about it, it made sense. He had been up there for almost an hour; anyone with a little bit of sense would probably guess what he had been doing.

“No, just catching up.”

“But your old relationship, if we start reminiscing… I’m afraid… hahaha…”

Hasegawa Tomohiko’s laughter annoyed Vincent. Without directly responding, Vincent walked straight to his car, which he had driven there with Tomohiko.

Hasegawa followed Vincent into the car. After they had driven a short distance, Tomohiko suddenly asked,

“Mr. Vincent, Yamamoto-nii-san only said that if I brought you here, you could take him away?”

“Ah…”

“Then what are you going to do?”

“Hmph, you’ll just have to wait and see, but…”

“But what?”

“But Charlotte will absolutely never leave me. No matter what it takes, I will take her back…”

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