[Fantasy] Anime Girl (Complete) - 31-33 (End)

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Chapter 58

The next day, as expected, Vincent personally delivered the money needed for the surgery right on time.

Charlotte refused Vincent's offer of more money and his request to have sex with her again. She hurriedly took the money to the hospital. She had only slept with Vincent the night before to save Teppei's mother. Without that reason, she was no longer the little girl who would be easily taken advantage of for money.

At the hospital, Teppei Arima was already waiting outside his mother's room. For some reason, he didn't go in, but just paced anxiously outside.

"Teppei-kun,"

Arima forced a smile as he glanced at his girlfriend who greeted him. Charlotte understood; it seemed Teppei was truly at his wit's end regarding the surgery fees.

"Teppei-kun, you look terrible. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Ah... I'm alright,"

Arima replied dismissively to Charlotte. At this point, he had no energy left to pretend to be strong and reliable in front of his girlfriend. The hospital needed to notify him as soon as possible; missing the critical surgery window of a day or two meant that even if he could raise the money later, there was no guarantee the surgery would cure his mother's illness.

"Are you worried about the money?"

Charlotte's question left Arima Teppei speechless. Although he had no clue where the surgery fees would come from, he didn't want to admit his incompetence to Charlotte.

Seeing Arima Teppei's dimmed eyes, Charlotte knew how haggard her Teppei-kun looked. The pink-haired beauty suddenly smiled, gently kissed Arima Teppei's cheek, and said,

"Don't worry, I've already raised the money for Auntie's surgery."

"You..."

Arima Teppei listened to Charlotte's words in disbelief, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Hmm. Heatherlink... A relative of the family gave me a large sum of money after learning about my recent poor condition..."

"How can that be? That's what they gave you, isn't it

?" "What does it matter? Auntie's here is more important."

"No, I can't take your money."

Seeing that Arima Teppei was still clinging to the last shred of so-called male dignity and refusing the surgery fee she had earned by sacrificing her virginity, Charlotte's eyes suddenly reddened, and she hugged Arima Teppei tightly.

"Teppei-kun, Charlotte loves Teppei-kun the most, so my happiness is Teppei-kun's happiness. If Teppei-kun's mother... if she really makes Teppei-kun sad because she can't afford treatment, I won't be happy either, so... so Teppei-kun..."

Charlotte's fragrance filled Teppei's nostrils. Touching Charlotte's soft pink hair, Arima realized that Charlotte's love for him had reached such a level.

"I'm sorry... but... Charlotte... I..."

"What does it matter, Teppei-kun? In the future... in the future... isn't Auntie... also my mother?"

At this point, Charlotte's cheeks flushed uncontrollably, turning her originally fair face a deep rosy hue.

A little embarrassed by Charlotte's words, Arima Teppei hugged Charlotte tighter, feeling the soft touch of the beautiful girl's gentle body, and inwardly grateful for Charlotte's tenderness and devotion...

Kasei finally found Vincent in a small coffee shop in the Mutsu region.

Remembering Yamamoto's instructions before he came, Kasei picked up his coffee and took a sip.

"So, what exactly does Mr. Yamamoto mean?"

Vincent couldn't help but question Kasei. He knew that Rokkasei's visit at this time was definitely not just a trivial matter of sending someone to see him and have coffee.

"Mr. Vincent, as you surely know, Charlotte has always been a hostess at our Rokurin Club's Dream Club... Wait, I know what you're trying to say, Mr. Vincent. Even if she left, her information was provided to you by Brother Yamamoto, right?"

Seeing Vincent remain silent, Casse cleared his throat and continued,

"Mr. Vincent, so Brother Yamamoto's meaning is that if Charlotte returns this time, she will still work at the club. Of course, we will prioritize ensuring your right to use Charlotte."

"I gave her a large sum of money."

"Hehe, Mr. Vincent, you must still remember how you casually abandoned Charlotte, causing her to leave, right? Rokurin Club didn't cause you any trouble that time."

"But..."

Thinking about how he was going to lose a large sum of money and be ripped off, Vincent felt somewhat unwilling.

"Don't worry, Mr. Vincent, we'll include this money in the compensation for your last breach of the agreement. Besides, Charlotte will still be given priority service as before. Wasn't it Yamamoto-sensei who provided you with the information that allowed you to find Charlotte? Did Yamamoto-sensei ask you for money?"

"This..."

"Mr. Vincent, Yamamoto-sensei has already done everything he can to help you. If you're still hesitating over that little bit of money, then I'll have to go back now and tell Yamamoto-sensei everything truthfully, and tell him that Vincent won't even give you this much face."

Seeing Casse's attitude, which was half persuasion and half intimidation, Vincent's face grew increasingly ugly. He knew that "not giving face to Rokrinsha" was a serious matter. If he used this as an excuse to anger Yamamoto Uemon, a powerful figure within Rokrinsha, he would probably be in a lot of trouble. He wouldn't get the beautiful girl and would only get himself into trouble.

"Can you guarantee you'll bring Charlotte back?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Vincent, Brother Yamamoto has already made arrangements."

He had originally planned to bring Charlotte back and settle her in a secluded place for his own pleasure, but the Rokkasho Society had interfered. However, considering that the information about Charlotte's whereabouts was provided by the Rokkasho Society, and besides, he hadn't offended the group, Vincent could only nod awkwardly and agree to Kasser's suggestion…

Outside the operating room, Arima and Charlotte, anxiously waiting for the surgery, saw the operating light turn white and rushed forward to ask,

"Excuse me, how is Mother?"

"Ah, don't worry, the surgery was successful, the patient's health is not a concern, but…"

"But what?"

"However, the subsequent medical treatment requires a special drug. This is a newly developed drug by Matsumoto Pharmaceutical to treat malignant tumors. Because it's currently the only one available, it's extremely expensive. We hope the patient's family will prepare as soon as possible. By the way, the patient is still a bit weak. You can go in to visit, but please don't talk too much; the patient needs rest..."

After thanking the doctor, Charlotte was about to go in with Arima Teppei when a nurse stopped her.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Charlotte?"

"Yes..."

"Someone is looking for you at the service desk around the corner. Please go there."

"This..."

Charlotte glanced at Arima Teppei, about to refuse, when he smiled gently and said,

"It's alright, I'll go in and check on my mother. Maybe she needs you urgently. Go ahead and see her."

Charlotte gave Arima a grateful smile and could only nod, following the nurse to the service desk around the corner, leaving Arima, concerned for his mother, to go into the operating room alone...

At the service desk, two familiar men appeared before her: Vincent, who had taken her virginity, and Kasai, who had taken her to the club that night.

"What do you want with me?"

"Hehe, Miss Charlotte, don't be so rude."

Seeing Charlotte's wary tone, Casse smiled slightly. He had been in the club for quite some time and had gradually picked up the cunning, two-faced nature of the Rokuryo Company.

"If there's nothing else..."

"Of course there is, Miss Charlotte. Your future mother-in-law's surgery was successful, wasn't it?"

"Ah..."

Charlotte knew that the Rokuryo Company was incredibly powerful, so she wasn't surprised to know about Arima's mother's condition, or rather, she tried hard to appear unsurprised.

"The follow-up treatment will require a particularly expensive medication, right?"

"..."

"You and Arima only work at a supermarket; your wages definitely can't afford it, can they?"

"What are you trying to say?"

"Hehe, Miss Charlotte is very clever. I wanted to ask if you'd be interested in returning to work at the club?"

Charlotte knew this would be the answer. She bit her lip, remaining silent. She didn't immediately refuse. Having experienced so much, she was no longer the naive princess from Princess Lover. She knew that in this society, even in a virtual one, money, for most people, is always the most important thing in real life, or rather, it has to be the most important thing.

Casse noticed Charlotte's hesitation and secretly activated his kidnapping technique. Although its level wasn't very high, it might be very effective now that Charlotte was wavering.

“Miss Charlotte, you must know that Arima Teppei’s mother’s condition is unlikely to improve anytime soon. Even if you don’t return to work at the club, perhaps Arima can barely manage with his hard work. But can you really bear to see Arima Teppei exhausted day after day because of his mother? And draining all his energy?”

“Furthermore, the reality is that this amount of money is probably beyond Arima Teppei’s ability to cover, no matter how hard he works. As his girlfriend, Miss Charlotte, forgive my bluntness, but how much do you truly love him? If you’re only thinking of yourself and unwilling to share even a little of his pain, then naturally I won’t try to persuade you anymore. After all, Rokkasei said they would allow you to leave, and we even found you a job and accommodation. So if you’re only doing this for yourself, then we won’t force you anymore.”

The last sentence was indeed extremely damaging. Charlotte struggled to raise her almond-shaped eyes and looked firmly at Casse, shouting,

“No… of course not… What do you know about my bond with Teppei-kun, my love for him? What right do you have to comment on that?”

"Hehe, I'm truly sorry if I've offended you, but Miss Charlotte, love means sacrifice."

"I..."

Casse's words finally forced Charlotte to stop avoiding the question. Looking at Vincent, who had remained silent, Charlotte suddenly asked directly,

"Will you really provide me with enough money to treat Teppei's mother's illness?"

"Of course, as long as you return to the club as a waitress, not only will you have money for her treatment, but we'll also guarantee you a happy life with Arima in the future."

"Then how should I tell Arima that I'm leaving?"

"Don't worry, you can tell them the Heatherlink family wants you to go back to finish your studies. And if Ma Zheping comes to see you, we'll arrange a time for you to meet. Hehe, Miss Charlotte, being a hostess at the club is a job, just treat it as a job. To be honest, we're not interested in anything outside of that. As long as you can do your job at the club well, that's fine. And we believe that Miss Charlotte, with your looks and figure, definitely has the ability."

Charlotte didn't speak again this time, lowering her pretty head and thinking for a long time. After a long while, she nodded slightly, which could be considered as reluctantly agreeing to Casse's suggestion.

Seeing Charlotte's reaction, Vincent excitedly leaned forward and gently embraced her soft body, lifting the pink-haired beauty's delicate chin and saying,

"Charlotte, that's wonderful! You've finally come back to Daddy's side. He still can't forget you in bed, huh?"

Charlotte's cheeks were flushed with a blush of shyness and bitterness, her small mouth twitching slightly as she awaited Vincent's kiss...

In the small hospital, in the operating room at the far end of the corner, Yuma Teppei and his mother were praising Charlotte's virtuousness, while on the other side, a large-breasted pink-haired beauty was helplessly being held in the arms of a middle-aged man and kissed wantonly...

Five days later.

An autumn rain in Mutsu brought a chill to the air, making Charlotte, sitting in the car, feel a coldness deep within her.

Charlotte, her small hand supporting her chin, couldn't help but recall the scene of saying goodbye to Teppei-kun yesterday. She had thought that once he asked her to stay, she would definitely change her mind, but Teppei-kun only showed a complex look in his eyes before smiling and agreeing. Sigh, Teppei-kun's slow-witted gentleness, although it was one of the reasons she had fallen for him in the first place, now Charlotte didn't want to hate him for being selfish.

"What? Thinking about Teppei-kun?"

Seeing Charlotte sitting silently with her chin in her hand, the driver, Kasai casually joked.

"...Ah...no...no,"

Charlotte blurted out, trying to cover it up. A slight stinging sensation came from her private parts. Last night, on their farewell night, she had recklessly made love with Arima all night, just to make up for the time he was away.

"Don't worry, Yamamoto-nii allows Arima Teppei to visit you every month. As long as you do your job well, it's not impossible for him to allow you to get married."

Charlotte smiled but didn't say anything. She knew all too well the truth behind Rokkasei's words. However, through the rearview mirror, the beautiful girl's smile still made Kase a little stunned. He didn't even have time to say any words of persuasion or comfort, completely intoxicated by Charlotte's beauty and charm.

"Speaking of which, you have work tonight?"

"Ah, I'm really sorry, I have work on my first day back. But the other party couldn't wait when they found out it was that beautiful girl with long pink hair from before, so Yamamoto-nii also said he could only apologize."

"Ah... it's nothing."

Anyway, he had already agreed to do it, so what difference did it make if it was a day earlier or later? Charlotte stopped thinking about these things, yawned, and ignored Kase. Charlotte slowly closed her beautiful eyes and drifted into a dream. There was no Rokkasei Company, no Vincent, no Arima Teppei's mother's illness; there was only Arima Teppei, whom she deeply loved…

The car screeched to a halt, waking the sleeping beauty.

“We’ve arrived?”

“Yes, I’m sorry, Miss Charlotte, the guest is already waiting at the club. We will deliver your luggage to your prepared accommodation separately.”

“Okay,”

Charlotte replied, pushing open the car door and getting out. Before her was the familiar club building she remembered.

She went straight to the 27th floor in the elevator, where Hasegawa Tomohiko was already waiting.

“Hehe, welcome back, Miss Charlotte.”

Charlotte smiled with a hint of sadness and asked,

“Is the guest in a room on the 28th floor?”

“Yes.”

The bar on the 27th floor was full of middle school students drinking and chatting with all sorts of men. She hadn't expected that in less than a month since she left, the club's business seemed to have improved even further.

As Hasegawa arrived at the room reserved for guests on the 28th floor of the club, he pushed open the door and said...

"Welcome, Miss Charlotte, you've finally arrived in the world that truly belongs to you."

Inside the room, several bald middle-aged men and old men greedily stared at the busty, pink-haired beauty at the door.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte revealed her long-lost professional smile, stepped into the room, and her beautiful figure was gradually swallowed by the closed door as Hasegawa moved...

"I... I guess I've really fallen into hell."

Ten minutes later, only the beautiful girl's seductive moans and the men's heavy breathing and lewd laughter remained in the room, illustrating the essence of this hell...

Chapter Fifty-Nine

(This is the third chapter, the Yamamoto Eemon arc.)

Kuroyukihime, heavily pregnant, had been at the Harada family's house for a month, and she was nearing her due date.

Harada Ryoji treated her well, both in life and in sex; Kuroyukihime felt he was much better than the men she had met before.

With her body already somewhat swollen, Kuroyukihime shifted slightly. Today was her due date, and the Harada family was preparing to take her to the hospital.

"Don't be afraid. Once we get to the hospital, just follow the doctor's instructions."

Harada Ryoji patted Kuroyukihime's pale face and leaned down to kiss her gently. This made Kuroyukihime feel much better, but what saddened her even more was that the child in her womb wasn't Kasai's, and the one comforting her wasn't her master.

The weather was already quite cold; it was winter in the virtual world. Kuroyukihime, wearing a black thermal leather coat, slowly boarded the car with the help of the Harada family's servants. Although the black-haired beauty's belly was already quite protruding, her elegant and beautiful face, long, smooth black hair, fair and delicate skin, and slender legs still tried their best to prove Kuroyukihime's impeccable beauty.

Kuroyukihime took a deep breath in the car. Childbirth was far too early for a 14-year-old girl, leaving her, who usually appeared more mature than her age, somewhat bewildered. However, the thought of reuniting with Kase after giving birth brought her a secret joy. Although she felt a vague reluctance to part with Harada, returning to Kase's side was her greatest desire.

"Finally going back, Master, wait for me,"

she murmured to herself, her beautiful dark eyes slightly closed. There was still a long way to go to the hospital; she'd take a nap… at the

Shirakawa residence.

Hasegawa Tomohiko, who was collecting debts, sat on the sofa in the Shirakawa family's living room with four or five others, smoking and chatting without restraint, flicking ash, completely ignoring the distressed faces of the Shirakawa sisters beside him.

Kotori Shirakawa and Nanaka Shirakawa are two sisters who depend on each other for survival. (In the original Da Capo series, Kotori is actually Nanaka's grandmother; the two appear in episodes 1 and 2, spanning 50 years. In this series, they are portrayed as sisters.) The Shirakawa family was originally quite well-off, but everything changed when their father became addicted to gambling.

Their father, a high-ranking executive at a large company, was investigated by the authorities for embezzling company assets for gambling. Fearing imprisonment, he finally committed suicide to escape the pressure from his gambling debts. The Shirakawa sisters' mother also abandoned the family and left home. Abandoned by their parents, the Shirakawa sisters not only had to support themselves, but to make matters worse, their father's gambling debts, from Rokurisha, began to target them for repayment.

"Miss Shirakawa, we've been here more than ten times. When are you going to pay back that 7 million gambling debt and interest?"

"I'm...I'm sorry, Mr. Tomohiko, I'll do my best. Please be lenient for a few more days."

"Lenient? 7 million isn't a small amount, is it? Let me be frank, you simply can't afford to pay it back. So why don't you consider the suggestion I gave you last time?"

Hasegawa Tomohiko smiled wickedly, making the red-haired beauty feel uneasy. The so-called "suggestion" last time was actually to have Shirakawa Kotori work as a hostess at the Rokkasei-sha's Dream Club for a year. In fact, Shirakawa Kotori had a more vulgar term in her mind: working as a hostess was just asking her to become a prostitute to pay off her debt.

Kotori Shirakawa remained silent. She dared not look at Tomohiko Hasegawa, wanting to refuse outright but lacking the courage. She absolutely could not repay her gambling debts; the interest was snowballing, and she and Nanaka had long been driven to desperation. But the thought of becoming a prostitute still filled Kotori with resentment. She was only 17, her life just beginning. Her dream was to find a gentle person to be with forever, not to become a prostitute in a club.

"Miss Shirakawa? Miss Shirakawa?"

Seeing Kotori's silence, Tomohiko Hasegawa reminded her, urging her to make a decision soon.

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

"Miss Shirakawa, to be honest, our Rokkaku Society has been very patient with your Shirakawa family. If you still refuse to give in, then fine, if you don't want to do it, we'll have to let your sister do it. Speaking of which, Miss Shirakawa Nanaka is also a stunningly beautiful girl."

Shirakawa Nanaka hid to the side, not daring to look at Tomohiko. In the past, she was actually much more lively than her older sister, Shirakawa Kotori, and was the lead singer of the band at school. But for some reason, every time she saw these gangsters, she was so afraid that she couldn't say a word and could only shrink behind her sister.

"No...no...you absolutely can't touch Nanaka, absolutely not!"

"No this, no that, Miss Shirakawa, it seems you have no intention of repaying your debt."

"I..."

"Fine, since that's the case, I won't waste any more words. Brothers, take Shirakawa Kotori directly to Brother Yamamoto and let him decide."

Before coming this time, Yu Yan had already boasted that he would either bring back 7 million yen or one of the Shirakawa sisters. Anyway, he had thought that they would definitely not be able to repay the money, so he would just kidnap them.

"You...you..."

Shirakawa Kotori looked at the men rushing towards her in horror, but she was powerless to resist. Nanaka had already been held down. How could two weak girls be a match for the gangsters?

"Miss Nanaka, your sister has been taken away by us. If you don't pay 7 million in three days, Shirakawa Kotori's name will likely be added to the club's guestbook. But this is good for you both. Working at the club, you can not only pay off your debts, but your income will also be quite good, hahahaha!"

Hasegawa laughed wildly a few times before dragging Shirakawa Kotori away. In broad daylight, no one dared to interfere with the Rokkaku Society's act of forcibly abducting someone. Everyone knew what happened to Oba Keisuke who opposed them. Only Nanaka was left alone in the house, silently sobbing, completely clueless about how to rescue her sister.

In Yamamoto's office.

"Brother Yamamoto, the Shirakawa family really can't pay their debts, so I brought her back,"

Tomohiko shouted as he dragged in a beautiful girl with long red hair. Yamamoto Uemon, sitting at his desk organizing documents, frowned. He was very disgusted by Tomohiko's vulgar daily habits and had tried to stop him many times before, but Tomohiko always ignored him and did the same thing again.

"Tomohiko, didn't I tell you, you..."

Yamamoto raised his eyes, about to reprimand Tomohiko, but was so stunned by Shirakawa Kotori's perfect and exquisite appearance that he couldn't speak anymore. He just stood there with his mouth agape, completely dumbfounded.

"Brother Yamamoto, Brother Yamamoto?"

Tomohiko was still wondering what was going on when he saw Yamamoto Uemon stop halfway through his sentence. Kasai, who was standing next to him, already knew what was going on. He stood up, said nothing, and pulled Hasegawa Tomohiko away, leaving only Shirakawa Kotori and Yamamoto Uemon in his office.

"Um...please sit down..."

Yamamoto, realizing there were only two of them, suddenly didn't know what to say. He gestured to the sofa next to him for Kotori to sit down.

"I'm sorry...I...I'll find a way to pay back the money to the Shirakawa family, so please let me go, okay? Nanaka will worry."

"That's probably not possible. You've been in arrears on the debt for a long time. Paying back debts is a matter of course. If you don't have the money, you can only pay it off with work."

"But..."

"How old are you?"

Yamamoto abruptly changed the subject, suddenly asking about something else.

"I...17 years old."

"Oh..."

Yamamoto couldn't help but swallow. From the first time Shirakawa Kotori stepped through this door, Yamamoto was attracted by her long red hair and large blue eyes. Looking closer, the girl's full breasts, slender waist, and shapely, long legs were equally captivating.

“Um… Mr. Yamamoto…”

“According to the rules, you have to work as a waitress at the club for a year to pay off your debt.”

“But… I…”

Shirakawa Kotori was at a loss. She was usually quiet and reserved, a loner at school, and had almost no hobbies other than secretly singing. This was her first time dealing with a gang leader, and she was completely unaccustomed to his monologue-style communication.

“Speaking of which… you’re still a virgin, aren’t you…”

Yamamoto’s sudden question made Kotori alert. She tugged at the hem of her short skirt, afraid to look at the strange Yamamoto. She now realized that being alone in a room with a strange man seemed a bit dangerous.

“What, I asked you a question.”

Seeing that Shirakawa Kotori didn’t speak, Yamamoto took a few steps closer.

Shirakawa Kotori remained silent, passively resisting. She didn’t want to answer Yamamoto’s strange questions, but honestly, she had no way to escape the room.

Holding his breath, Yamamoto was already very close to Kotori's turned pink face. His heart was pounding. For some reason, even though he was usually calm, he had only been with Kotori for five minutes when an uncontrollable urge surged from his body.

The two were awkwardly silent for more than ten seconds. Yamamoto seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. Suddenly, he pressed down on Kotori's delicate body and began to tear at her short skirt.

"Ah...you...what are you doing?"

"Of course, I'm checking the goods. Since you won't tell me if you're a virgin, then I'll check it myself."

"You...you let go...you pervert...I...I'm a virgin...let me go."

"Oh? But I can't believe you. I'll check it myself."

Yamamoto was panting heavily, completely ignoring Kotori's cries. His large hands began to roughly tear open her short skirt, revealing her cute white panties. Needless to say, this last barrier was easily dismantled in Yamamoto's hands.

"Let go...let go of me!"

The little bird's terrified blue eyes flashed with a look that only fueled Yamamoto's growing obsession. The red-haired beauty's panicked expression, like a fawn caught in a hunter's trap, added a touch of fragile allure to Shirakawa Kotori—the kind of allure that aroused a man's desire to ravage and possess her.

His large body completely pinned Kotori down, and Yamamoto's large hand freed itself to knead the girl's bulging breasts.

"No...please...don't do this..."

Shirakawa Kotori struggled, pinned to the sofa, unable to straighten herself. Just as she was about to cry for help, Yamamoto sealed her mouth with his. Only soft moans and the rustling of her clothes filled the room.

Before the girl's warm mouth could even begin to resist, Yamamoto's tongue plunged in, sucking on her smooth, fragrant tongue relentlessly. Kotori's eyes narrowed; she couldn't push the man off her. Was she about to be raped? Thinking of this, tears suddenly welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Looking at the beautiful girl's pitiful expression, Yamamoto suddenly felt a pang of pity. He originally did not approve of the street gang's thuggish management style, which involved bullying men and women like Junjiro, but for some reason, as soon as he saw Shirakawa Kotori, the wicked thought of wanting to possess her immediately spread and filled his heart.

He started tugging at Xiaoniao's clothes, but after only a few tugs, Yamamoto seemed to realize something. He clamped his thighs around Xiaoniao's pink legs, and his penis, as if regaining its senses, pressed against Xiaoniao's honey hole.

"No...don't...please..."

Knowing Yamamoto's actions, Shirakawa Xiaoniao roughly understood what he was going to do. Her terrified pleas only resulted in Yamamoto's increasingly unrestrained actions. He firmly pressed down on Xiaoniao's delicate body with both hands, and his penis rubbed up and down a few times in an adaptive manner. With a soft "plop," his penis, warm with body heat and trembling with excitement, directly penetrated Xiaoniao's virgin honey hole.

"Ah...no...how could this...just like that...come in...ah..."

Tears streamed down her face. Shirakawa Xiaoniao was pressed down by Yamamoto, and a few drops of blood seeped between her legs. About two-thirds of his penis was inserted directly into her honey hole, which made the virgin Xiaoniao feel a spasmodic pain in her groin.

Yamamoto sighed with pleasure. Taking advantage of the tightness of her vaginal muscles, he moved a few times. The little bird, perhaps still unaccustomed to penetration, felt her honeyed orifice was somewhat dry, causing each thrust to elicit a series of cries from Shirakawa.

"Please... pull out..."

The little bird's trembling plea did not change Yamamoto's mind; rather, it stimulated him even more, causing him to thrust even more excitedly inside her. He opened his mouth to kiss her, but the little bird turned her face away, and he kissed her red hair instead.

Although somewhat displeased, Yamamoto didn't say much. He raised his mouth and kissed the little bird's snow-white cheek again, then, satisfied, slightly lifted himself up, pulling her delicate body down with both hands, and began to focus intently on attacking the little bird's lower body.

"Ah...it hurts...it hurts so much...it's so big...no...don't...don't move..."

The little bird tossed her fiery red hair, desperately trying to stop Yamamoto from raping her. But her twisting and swaying struggles only made Yamamoto's penis, inserted into her lower body, feel even more pressure from the vaginal muscles inside her. Yamamoto gasped,

"Mmm...little bird...you're so cute...so tight..."

Yamamoto's words made the little bird's already flushed face even redder. Biting her slender fingers, the little bird seemed to have resigned herself to her fate. The man on top of her was too strong; no matter what she did, she seemed unable to escape his control.

Sensing the little bird's surrender, Yamamoto seemed encouraged. With a triumphant smile, he crawled over the little bird's body, his penis fully penetrating her deep vagina. The inside was no longer dry; it slowly became warm and moist—the best evidence that the little bird was feeling something.

The soft, fragrant body of the beautiful girl beneath him grew hotter and hotter from his ministrations. Yamamoto's thrusts caused the little bird to stop simply begging for mercy; her moans became entirely dependent on the rhythm of his movements. With each thrust, the little bird let out a heavy sigh, and with each withdrawal, a faint, bittersweet emptiness seemed to emanate from her nostrils.

"Little bird...you finally...feel it too...hmm...you're so hot...so tight here..."

"Ah...no...please stop...let's finish quickly..."

The little bird's resigned, irrelevant answers spurred Yamamoto to thrust even faster. The girl's fragility fueled his boundless possessiveness. His glans was now perfectly aligned with the cervix, and Yamamoto began to relentlessly penetrate the smooth, round opening, waiting for the final thrust to spray his hot semen into the sacred place where the girl was nurturing life.

"Ah...ah...you...how...it's gotten bigger again...it's...too deep...ah..."

"Hmm...little bird...I'm coming..."

"Ah...please...don't...shoot inside...pull it out...please pull it out and shoot...shooting inside like this...will bring a baby...ah..."

Ignoring the little bird's cries, Yamamoto was already driven mad by lust. He rested his head on the little bird's soft breasts, thrusting his hips forcefully, urging his penis to churn the vaginal fluids inside, making gurgling sounds, and beginning his final sprint.

"Ah...ah...so...hot...ah..."

The frenzied thrusting completely banished Shirakawa Kotori's reason. Forgetting about her pregnancy, Kotori just gasped for breath, uttering incoherent moans.

His penis pressed against her cervix, thrusting in and out a dozen times. Suddenly, a tingling sensation shot through his lower back. Yamamoto pressed his entire weight down on Kotori, his buttocks trembling uncontrollably, and suddenly ejaculated his hot semen deep into her uterus.

"Ah...so...so hot...so hot...ah..."

Yamamoto's ejaculation caught Kotori completely off guard. The red-haired beauty could only let out a series of high-pitched, drawn-out moans, her voice trembling with sobs, expressing her fear and sorrow at being penetrated. The sounds echoed for a long time in Yamamoto's office...

Chapter Sixty

After the climax, Yamamoto lay panting on top of Kotori. The recent sexual battle had left both of them somewhat exhausted. However, unlike Kotori's frustration and resentment, Yamamoto felt more of a satisfied, pleasant weariness, tinged with a hint of enjoyment.

"Ah...ha..."

Kotori gasped slightly, trying to push Yamamoto away, but her body was somewhat weak from his ministrations. She tried gently, but couldn't push him away.

"Hehe, how was it, Kotori? Was it comfortable?"

Yamamoto's question filled Kotori's originally blushing face with humiliation. To be raped and then have to talk about her feelings—how could the gentle and quiet Kotori do such a shameless thing? However, deep down, Kotori felt a strange comfort in the final moments when that large penis had filled her completely.

But this thought vanished quickly. Kotori shook her head, her large eyes still filled with anger as she looked at Yamamoto, who had taken her virginity.

Kotori, not good with words, couldn't think of anything to say to Yamamoto, and her direct gaze was practically ineffective. In fact, being stared at by those eyes for a while only made Yamamoto like the beautiful girl beneath him even more.

"Kotori, you're so cute,"

Kotori said, her voice trembling. Only then did she realize that Yamamoto's penis was still inside her.

"Please let me go..."

Her weak voice didn't persuade Yamamoto; instead, it fueled a new possessive desire for Kotori's body. Yamamoto didn't speak, but slowly helped Kotori up, pulled her off the sofa, and pressed her back against the office desk.

Realizing something was wrong, the little bird was about to cry for help when the huge penis inside her began to thrust violently again, causing her to moan softly,

"Ah... be gentle..."

The inexperienced little bird couldn't withstand the penis's ravages, but Yamamoto, captivated by her gentle beauty, didn't care. He firmly pressed down on her shoulders with both hands, his entire weight pressing against her beautiful back, his penis relentlessly pounding into her slender body like a pile driver.

The beautiful girl's honeyed passage uncontrollably gripped Yamamoto's penis, the tight flesh being pulled and writhed by it, making Yamamoto experience the pressure from all sides.

"Little bird, you're... so tight here..."

"Ah... no... please... let me go."

Even at this point, she still thought begging would get her off the hook. Just how kind and naive was this beautiful girl?

Yamamoto chuckled inwardly, pressing his lower abdomen against Kotori's taut, white buttocks, plunging his penis deep into her pink, moist opening. The tip of his penis was now pressed tightly against the girl's cervix, filling her entire lower body with a burning, painful sensation.

"Let me go... I can... you pay back your debts... um... I'll stop now..."

"How can you... do this..."

Kotori blinked tears, never expecting Yamamoto's answer.

Seeing that Kotori had innocently believed him, Yamamoto couldn't resist reaching out and fondling her soft, swollen breasts.

Kotori's breasts weren't large or small, but their softness was just right, and their shape was perfect for a man's hand. As Yamamoto squeezed them, the sudden touch of the small nipples in his palm made his entire hand seem to melt into the softness of the girl's breasts.

"Don't... rub it like that... ah..."

Her breasts were attacked again, causing Shirakawa Kotori's pink face to flush even redder. She gasped softly, her mind gradually being overwhelmed by lust as Yamamoto played with her. She didn't know if she was being raped or actively enjoying it all. Her slender waist had started twisting on its own, and she felt completely out of control, utterly surrendering to Yamamoto's grasp.

Although she cried out "no," Yamamoto could sense Kotori's body gradually accepting him. Her waist began to sway in rhythm with the thrusts of his penis, and her body, no longer stiff, slowly softened and warmed. Yamamoto lowered his upper body, his large mouth approaching Kotori's earlobe, kissing it lightly.

"Mmm...ah..."

Shirakawa Kotori's ears, chest, and vagina were all being attacked by Yamamoto simultaneously. This made it increasingly difficult for the beautiful girl, whose rationality was already on the verge of collapse, to hold on. Her small hands were clenched tightly, as Kotori was afraid that if she let go, her body would be completely surrendered, allowing the man on her back to play with her at will, even though she had already fallen into this state.

The penis pressed against her cervix, applying pressure relentlessly. The pain in Shirakawa Kotori's lower body had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a tingling and numb sensation that surged through her bones and impacted the back of her head. Her long pink hair was stuck to her body by the fragrant sweat secreted from her body. She herself did not know when her clothes had been removed, leaving only her shoes and long white stockings on her beautiful legs.

"Little Bird...you...I...I'm coming..."

Without any warning, Yamamoto began to firmly grasp her breasts and thrust his penis faster and faster. Little Bird tilted her head back, her small mouth exhaling hot breath. She clearly didn't want to answer him, but she couldn't help but respond,

"Mmm...ah...good...faster...faster...shoot inside...ah..."

Seeing that Little Bird had also completely fallen into lust, Yamamoto smiled wickedly behind her. He thrust his penis hard a few times, and a thick stream of semen, enveloped by her vaginal muscles, sprayed directly against her cervix. The scalding semen rushed into Little Bird's uterus, making the beautiful girl unable to help but moan softly, expressing her orgasmic pleasure...

Outside the operating room.

"Doctor, how is Kuroyukihime?"

"Congratulations, Mr. Harada, it's a boy, mother and child are both safe."

Harada Ryoji couldn't hide his joy upon hearing the doctor's answer. He was about to rush into the sterile neonatal room monitored by an automated care machine when he was stopped by the butler.

"Sir, don't forget that newborns need to be cared for in a sterile room. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter..."

Realizing his lapse in composure, Harada Ryoji smiled awkwardly. The usually composed man couldn't help but get excited after learning that the Harada family had finally produced an heir. It seems he had always cared about this matter.

"Master, aren't you going to see Miss Kuroyukihime?"

The butler, seeing that Harada seemed to have calmed down, reminded him.

"Hmm... no... also, have the hospital take good care of Kuroyukihime. After the postpartum check-up in 7 days, have Rokkasei take her away. Also, you must tell Rokkasei and Kuroyukihime that they should not have any contact with this child in the future."

Harada Shu, as the butler, nodded and gave a low reply to indicate that he understood, then ignored Harada Ryoji, who was still immersed in ecstasy...

The club was bustling with activity in the afternoon.

Several rooms on the 28th floor had been opened, and there were currently three beautiful girls providing services in the club: Kotegawa Yui, Ashizuki Iori, and Charlotte.

This afternoon, all three had been specifically requested by customers, which allowed Kasei to hear Kotegawa Yui's shouts of angrily denouncing the other party as a pervert from time to time in his office.

Kotegawa Yui's rape game attracted many middle-aged men. If Charlotte won hearts with her gentle and natural charm, then Kotegawa Yui's allure lay in her blushing cheeks and her coquettish anger at being called "shameless."

Casse was sorting out his finances when the soft, suggestive music emanating from the 27th-floor bar kept distracting him. It was a place Hasegawa Tomohiko had established using his Yamamoto faction's influence, half-luring and half-forcing many junior and senior high school girls. The selling point was the middle school girls in sailor uniforms serving drinks. Thinking of

the disgusting scenes of men old enough to be their fathers groping these beautiful girls through their sailor uniforms, Casse felt a surge of contempt. He had initially come to the virtual world to experience the thrill of being a brothel owner, but he never imagined the people there would be so wanton and shameless, their sexual hunger reaching an astonishing level. He truly didn't know how the system had created them.

Even though he looked down on them, it was ironic that he himself had been kidnapped by these people in the virtual world and couldn't return home—it was ridiculous enough.

Suddenly remembering that Kuroyukihime was due to give birth, Kase felt a surge of annoyance. He knew that if he opened a brothel for a girl like Kuroyukihime, he could make a fortune. Now, with the Rokuryosha under his control, he had no choice but to reluctantly hand her over to the yakuza. This was not the outcome Kase wanted.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice Tomohiko barging in.

"Kase, what are you doing?"

His reverie interrupted, Kase glanced at Tomohiko with some displeasure.

"Can't you see? I'm organizing financial statements."

Although Tomohiko was a rough man, he didn't have the typical gangster vibe towards Kase. This was probably a rule set by Yamamoto Uemon within the Yamamoto faction—like a company, the organization had to be united, and each person's job was their work, to be treated with professional dedication.

"Never mind that. Speaking of which, I saw a girl who looked like she was busking under the overpass near the station today. She was quite pretty. I asked Brother Yamamoto, and he said we can bring her back as long as there are no problems."

"Hmm? What do you mean 'looked like she was busking'?"

"Hehe, because she was holding a bass guitar and had a tin can in front of her. It was obvious she was busking. But strangely, her face was always red, and she was fidgeting and wouldn't open her mouth.

" "Probably shy."

"If she's shy, why won't she leave and just stay there? But it's okay, Brother Yamamoto has already given the order to arrest her, so let's do as he says."

"Hey, hey... how can we do that? Let me go ask Brother Yamamoto again."

"I'm afraid not now."

Tomohiko's meaningful words puzzled Kase.

"Why not?"

"Hehe, Brother Yamamoto is in his office discussing important matters with a beautiful girl named Shirakawa Kotori. It's best not to disturb him."

"Hmm?"

Kase asked in confusion, but then he realized what was going on. He just hadn't expected that the usually serious Yamamoto Uemon would do something like this. But thinking about it, it wasn't strange. After all, Yamamoto was a yakuza boss, not a real company owner.

"Shall we go by ourselves?"

"Of course, I'll call three or four of my brothers. We can be back in an hour."

...

Under the overpass at the station,

Akiyama Mio looked at the people passing by in a bit of a panic. She must look very strange to others right now, right? Thinking of this, her face turned even redder.

Originally, she had come here to sing in her spare time during her first semester of high school to build up her courage and become more mature. She hadn't expected to stay here for three or four days already. Just occupying this place without moving every day had exhausted all her sense of shame. She didn't know when she would be able to sing.

Every time she thought about the lack of progress, she would sigh in frustration and vow to change things tomorrow. However, once she actually stood there, she would never speak again. She would just raise her small hand in front of her chest and shyly glance at passersby out of the corner of her eye. This action only made her seem stranger, attracting stares from passersby.

"What should I do..."

Akiyama Mio sighed to herself. If this continued, she would be considered a weirdo by everyone around her before she even had a chance to sing.

Just as she was fretting about this, she didn't notice that a white van had quietly stopped not far away.

"Hehe, Brother Kase, watch out, we can kidnap that beautiful girl in 10 minutes."

Yu Yan said this and was about to jump out of the van with his men when Kase grabbed him.

"What's wrong?"

"Kidnapping someone in the street is never a good idea. Didn't Brother Yamamoto tell us to be mindful of the impact?"

"Um... well... do you have a good idea?"

Yu Yan asked somewhat dissatisfied. He thought Kase was really troublesome.

"Hehe, give me ten minutes, and I'll make her walk over herself,"

Kase chuckled. After telling Yu Yan and the others to hold their positions, he got out of the car alone and slowly walked towards Akiyama Mio... 02-03

Chapter Sixty-One

Akiyama Mio was a little confused about what the person in front of her was doing. She just watched him get out of a van and head straight for her.

"Um..."

Akiyama Mio's big eyes were increasingly unsure where to look. What should she do? She had come here to build up her courage, but she was already a little embarrassed to talk to strangers, let alone sing.

"Hello, I'm a manager from Tianyin Records,"

Kase casually made up an identity as a manager from a record company in a district controlled by the Rokuryosha. He was already quite adept at lying by now.

"You... hello."

"May I ask your surname, Miss?"

"Akiyama..."

"Miss Akiyama, I've been observing you for a while now. Ah, no offense, I'm just curious, are you going to sing here?"

Holding a bass guitar and with a hat in front of her, she looked every bit the street performer, but Akiyama Mio was the only one who didn't dare to sing.

"Ah...no...I..."

Akiyama Mio was getting more and more nervous. She didn't know how to answer the strange man in front of her. If Yui or Ritsu were here, she could easily handle him. No, no, she originally wanted to train herself so she wouldn't be a burden to everyone, so why was she still thinking of relying on others?

Kasei was a little curious about Akiyama Mio's cute expression as she suddenly shook her head. The long-haired, straight-haired beauty in front of him had a blushing, shy expression that was exceptionally charming. Hmm, many middle-aged men who came to the club probably found this kind of shy and charming beauty very appealing.

Among the beautiful girls in the club, Charlotte is naturally sexy, Kuroyukihime is mature and alluring, Kotegawa Yui is proud and resilient, and Ashitsuki Iori is gentle and affectionate—each with her own distinct charm. However, there's a lack of girls like Akiyama Mio, who is shy and demure. It's said that Matsumoto Kenji, the president of Matsumoto Pharmaceuticals, has recently been clamoring to play with this type, mentioning it to his older brother Yamamoto several times.

Remembering that old lecher's usually serious demeanor when embracing the club's beauties, Kase felt a wave of disdainful mockery. This old lecher has recently become infatuated with Ashitsuki Iori for some reason. Unfortunately, every time before going to bed, Iori cries and begs to see the long-dead Seto Kazuki, which always dampens Matsumoto's spirits. If handled well, Akiyama Mio might be more to Matsumoto Kenji's liking, right?

"Excuse me... what brings the record company to me?"

"Oh, it's like this, our record company has been looking for a lead singer who fits our newly established 'girlish' production style. Unfortunately, there are too few girls these days who fit this description. I think Ms. Akiyama's temperament is very suitable for this theme, so I've been hesitating about whether we could invite Ms. Akiyama to give it a try."

"Ah... I..."

"Yes, Ms. Akiyama's temperament is very suitable, and I think this trial will be a good test for Ms. Akiyama. I think Ms. Akiyama is someone who really loves to sing, and she really likes the bass? How are you doing in your school club? Do you want to work hard for everyone and improve yourself as quickly as possible? I think this is a great opportunity for you to learn."

After saying all that, Kase had actually considered all the possible reasons why Akiyama Mio might come to the street market after activating his kidnapping technique, hoping to persuade her. Of course, if none of the above reasons were true, then Kase was prepared to tempt her with money.

The thought of embarrassing herself on the school festival stage due to nervousness made Akiyama Mio feel a pang of bitterness. Falling down in front of everyone and exposing her underwear—this was a secret sealed within her heart for life. But then again, with so many witnesses, it was probably no longer a secret.

Hearing about the opportunity to practice, Akiyama Mio was somewhat tempted. If she could handle the audition at the record company and pass the professional-level test, then she wouldn't embarrass herself due to nervousness when teaming up with Ritsu, Yui, and Tsumugi in the future, right?

Seeing Mio's big eyes darting nervously left and right, Kase seemed to realize he was close to success, but he wasn't in a hurry, waiting for Akiyama Mio to make her decision.

"This… but I…"

Akiyama Mio was still a little shy, but she didn't want to give up this opportunity; it was just that if she embarrassed herself…

"It's okay, how can you succeed without trying?"

Akiyama Mio looked at Kase, unsure whether to agree, but after a brief glance, she nodded, her face flushed, and agreed. Seeing the beautiful girl with long, straight black hair finally agree, Kase breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to offer her money; if that didn't work, he'd have to call the people in the van to forcibly abduct her. After all, he hadn't come out just to chat up Akiyama Mio. After

quickly tidying up, Akiyama Mio picked up her bass box and followed Kase towards the van they'd come from.

She opened the door and the naive Akiyama Mio bent down and peered inside. Before she could even react, several dark figures forcibly pulled her inside, and a scent that made her lose consciousness filled her nostrils. She never woke up again…

"Well done, managed to trick her with just a few words."

"No problem, drive back and report to Brother Yamamoto."

…

After a whole afternoon of fussing with Shirakawa Kotori, Kase and Hasegawa Tomohiko finally met Yamamoto Uemon in the evening.

"Oh? You've got another one?"

"Yeah, this little girl is quite cute."

"Didn't anyone see you using force?"

"Don't worry, Brother Yamamoto. This time, Brother Kase tricked her with a few words. The little girl probably didn't even know she was being kidnapped until she got on the bus and we drugged her."

"Oh? Kase did a good job."

"Hehe, Brother Yamamoto, didn't you say you had to be careful about the social impact of the Rokkasei-sha's activities? So I think abduction is better."

Yamamoto was still discussing the process of capturing Akiyama Mio with Kase and Tomohiko when the phone suddenly rang.

"This is Yamamoto Uemon."

"Hmm? Ah, let her come over."

"Brother Yamamoto, if there's nothing else, we'll be going out."

Although Tomohiko wasn't particularly bright, he had learned a lot about reading Yamamoto over the years. Before Yamamoto could speak, he and Kase took their leave.

A moment later, a beautiful girl with long pink hair, just like Kotori Shirakawa, entered Yamamoto's office. Naturally, she was Kotori's younger sister, Nanaka Shirakawa (the character has been redefined here, with Nanaka now identified as Kotori's sister, as explained in the previous chapter and will not be repeated here).

"You're Nanaka Shirakawa?"

"Where did my sister go?"

Looking at her adorable face, so similar to Kotori's, Yamamoto was filled with admiration. He hadn't expected her sister to be so cute.

"You owe our Rokkaku Company so much money, so of course your sister will stay here to work and pay off the debt."

Remembering the unsightly scene she'd witnessed earlier—a group of middle and high school students in uniforms being roughly handled and abused by older men in the bar—Nanaka Shirakawa bit her lip. She didn't want her sister to end up like that.

"We'll find a way to get the money, please release my sister."

"Heh, Miss Nanaka, you still don't understand something..."

Yamamoto stood up and walked towards Nanaka. Hmm, he hadn't expected this beautiful girl's fragrance to be the same as a little bird's.

"Honestly, the money the Shirakawa family owes our Rokkaku-sha isn't even enough to cover the interest if you work odd jobs. How long would we have to wait for you to work to pay it back?"

"But...but we can't let my sister...let my sister do...that kind of work..."

"Then do you have any way to pay it back immediately?"

"I..."

"Hmph, so you're just a little girl who only relies on your sister. Don't let your sister's seemingly weak and quiet demeanor fool you; she's much more determined than you. To be honest, she's already decided to pay off her debt with her body."

Yamamoto told a lie here, but it was one that Shirakawa Nanaka couldn't possibly detect. She genuinely believed her sister had sacrificed herself, and pain flickered in Nanaka's large eyes.

"How long...how long do you want my sister to work

here?" "A year."

"That's too long! Please, can it be shorter?"

"Shorter is fine, but I have a condition."

"What condition?"

Seeing that Nanaka had completely fallen into his trap, Yamamoto smiled slightly, stepped forward, and stroked her soft pink hair with his large hand, saying,

"You'll be my full-time mistress for six months. That way, your sister's working time here will be halved to six months. How about that?"

"I..."

Shirakawa Nanaka trembled with resistance, not expecting that she too had been targeted by the man before her.

"Hmph, you're still just a little girl who only relies on her sister. I won't force you. Just watch your sister work here for a year."

"No...please don't..."

Thinking of the humiliation her sister would suffer here, Nanaka loudly stopped Yamamoto Uemon.

"So you agree?"

Finally cornered by Yamamoto, Nanaka had no way out. To protect her sister, she could no longer hesitate. She nodded and truly surrendered her body to Yamamoto.

Seeing Nanaka's submission, Yamamoto revealed a lewd smile he had never shown before. He slowly pulled Nanaka into his arms and pressed her down on the sofa. He never expected to be able to take both of these beautiful sisters into his fold in one day. However, to be precise, it was only Nanaka, since the little bird still had to go out and entertain clients.

"Are you a virgin?"

Asked by Yamamoto, Nanaka could only blush with shame. She didn't answer directly, but simply closed her big eyes tightly, responding passively.

Yamamoto didn't force Nanaka to answer the question. He would find out soon enough anyway. He pulled down Nanaka's skirt, ripped open her panties, and placed Nanaka's long legs on his shoulders. The beautiful girl was now in a very embarrassing position.

"Hehe, let me tell you, your sister was also taken by me in this room a few hours ago, just like you. But whether you're a virgin like your sister, I'll have to verify it myself." As

soon as he finished speaking, the penis already pressed against Nanaka's honey hole plunged into her pink opening with Yamamoto's waist movement, eliciting a sigh from the beautiful girl.

"Ah..."

Looking down, sure enough, there was a trickle of blood proving her virginity. Like Shirakawa Kotori, Nanaka was also a virgin, and her first time was also taken by Yamamoto Uemon.

"Ah...it...it hurts..."

Shirakawa Nanaka had only been moved a few times by Yamamoto's penis inside her when she couldn't help but cry out. Her tight cavity couldn't accommodate Yamamoto's large penis at all; it was only by the man on top of her forcibly inserting it that it was barely able to fit in, which of course made Nanaka uncomfortable.

Yamamoto also experienced the tight, constricting feeling of the beautiful girl's honeyed passage. He reached forward and grasped Nanaka's delicate breasts with both hands. The rounded breasts weren't particularly large, but they weren't small either, and they felt very comfortable in his hands.

"Hehe, Nanaka, you're so cute."

Despite being praised by Yamamoto in this strange tone, she couldn't feel happy at all. The throbbing penis inside her didn't take this opportunity to let her go, but continued to thrust in and out of her honeyed hole repeatedly, seizing every moment to ravage and take from her.

Slowly, a trace of lubricating fluid began to secrete from her passage, which made Nanaka feel a little better, but Yamamoto's actions were still as rough as ever, with a sense of conquest.

His hands didn't linger on the gentle touch of Nanaka's two delicate breasts, but moved down to her slender waist and firmly held the beautiful girl. Yamamoto focused all his attention on the thrusting of his penis, which meant that the hot, huge rod had already reached the pink-haired beauty's cervix.

"Ah...please...please don't go so fast...be gentle..."

She hadn't intended to show weakness in the face of Yamamoto's relentless assault, but faced with his continued onslaught, Shirakawa Nanaka finally surrendered, her small mouth uttering a plea for mercy. However, for Yamamoto Uemon, who was already fully aroused, this was merely a potent aphrodisiac; all that followed was Yamamoto's even more ferocious thrusting.

His penis pounded relentlessly against Nanaka's deepest cervix, its smooth opening occasionally biting and sucking at the tip of his penis, sending a tingling, electric sensation through her. Shirakawa Nanaka's body seemed more adapted to men than Shirakawa Kotori, and she seemed to prefer them.

Yamamoto's breathing finally became ragged and heavy. Entering the final stage, Yamamoto increased his force, causing Nanaka to begin to cry out, her breaths filled with long, seductive moans, as if enticing the man on top of her to ejaculate inside her.

"Ah...so...so hot...so big...ah..."

Nanaka's sudden sigh, different from before, further fueled Yamamoto's lust. Seeing the pink spots now adorning her once-snow-white skin, savoring the tight pleasure within the girl's vagina, Yamamoto finally let go of his restraint. After thrusting hard more than twenty times, he pressed his penis against Nanaka's cervix, wantonly ejaculating all his semen into the girl's womb, filling the room with Nanaka's long, melodious sighs after her orgasm...

Chapter Sixty-Two:

Today was another busy day at the club.

A balding man over 50 years old rode wantonly on the back of Kuroyukihime, who was only wearing black stockings, his hands gripping her snow-white shoulders as he rode her freely, as if the beautiful girl beneath him were nothing more than a mare.

"Mmm...ah...oh..."

Kuroyukihime's eyes were tightly closed, her long black hair cascading down her beautiful back, swaying around her body as the man manipulated her from behind. Her small hands gripped the sheets tightly, and she only hoped that the man behind her would ejaculate soon.

"Please...please, esteemed guest...shoot hard...into Kuroyukihime's little hole..."

Biting her cherry lips, Kuroyukihime finally couldn't help but utter this humiliating line. After all, rather than enduring such a long period of humiliation, it was better to use a single sentence to urge the men to ejaculate quickly, so that she could end this unbearable situation as soon as possible.

"Hehe, Miss Kuroyuki, do you really want me to ejaculate inside you that much?"

"Ah...yes...yes...please...please feel free to...shoot inside..."

She tightened the vaginal muscles inside her, causing the man behind her to pant heavily with pleasure. The 50-something-year-old man, of course, couldn't withstand the beautiful Kuroyukihime's onslaught. He thrust a few times rapidly and ejaculated with a soft "plop."

The old man, panting contentedly, lay on Kuroyukihime's snow-white back. Being with such a beautiful girl would probably make him ten years younger, wouldn't it?

But then a jarring phone call rang. The old man knew it was time to leave; he'd only paid for two hours with Kuroyukihime, and now it was time.

Reluctantly, he climbed off Kuroyukihime's white body, dressed with the help of the long-haired beauty, kissed her, and then left.

Just ten minutes after the old man left, a middle-aged man pushed open the door and entered.

"As expected of the top-tier beauty recommended by Rokkasui-sha, she's so adorable."

With a bitter smile, Kuroyukihime slowly walked to the middle-aged man's side, her small hands gently climbing up his clothes to undress him.

This was the third one today…

Thinking this, Kuroyukihime was suddenly pulled into the bathroom by the impatient man…

Inside Yamamoto's office.

Nanaka was straddling Yamamoto Emon's legs, her head bobbing up and down, her small, red mouth swallowing and releasing Yamamoto's penis.

Kase sat on the sofa; he couldn't see Nanaka hiding under the desk, but from the occasional low moans of triumph from Yamamoto, he could guess what was under the desk.

"This month... since Charlotte and Kuroyukihime came back, business has been pretty good."

"Yes, Kuroyukihime's bookings are significantly higher now, probably because of her appearance at the Harada family's ball. This has caught the attention of many people in the political and business worlds."

"Hmm... that's good news."

"And Charlotte's popularity has also been very good since Kuroyukihime. These big-breasted beauties are very popular with some middle-aged successful men. That troublesome Vincent guy has now compromised and started to tacitly accept Charlotte going to pick up other guests."

"Hmph, if he keeps talking so much, I think I really need to think of a way to make him shut up."

"Yui Kotegawa, Iori Ashizuki, and others are also quite popular, but unfortunately Iori Ashizuki seems to know about Kazuki Seto's death, and her emotions are a bit abnormal."

Casse reported the club's recent situation to Yamamoto, and he himself found it somewhat unbelievable. He didn't expect to be assimilated by them so quickly, and was already talking about these things with a clear conscience.

"Also, the client for the newcomer Akiyama Mio's first time has been confirmed; Matsumoto Kenji has won the right to her virginity."

"Oh... that old pervert... he really knows how to spend money."

"Hmm, and Shirakawa Kotori too, it seems Fujii Naoto is quite interested in her."

Hearing her sister's name, Shirakawa Nanaka suddenly lightly bit Yamamoto's penis, making him gasp.

Yamamoto gave Nanaka's lips a sharp nudge as a reminder, then waved to Kase and said,

"Mr. Kase, you can go out now."

Not knowing why Yamamoto Uemon suddenly became agitated, Kase could only nod and turn to leave the office.

"Nanaka, what's wrong? Does hearing your sister's name mean you can't provide proper service?"

"I..."

Pulled up from under the desk by Yamamoto, Nanaka blushed deeply, unsure how to face his question.

"I told you, as long as you're obedient, I'll consider waiving your debts. Now..."

With a wicked grin, Yamamoto pinned Nanaka to the desk, making her face away from him, her beautiful legs spread apart. He then pressed his body against her back, pressing his penis directly against her sweet lips, and without any foreplay, smoothly thrust inside.

"Ah..."

Accompanied by the beautiful girl's seductive moan, the room was filled with Nanaka's pitiful panting, which had been frequently heard in Yamamoto's office lately...

"Junjiro, you can't go in. Brother Yamamoto has things to do right now."

"Hasegawa, you seem to be getting carried away lately. Don't think you can be so arrogant just because Yamamoto Uemon is protecting you."

Inside the club's bar, the argument between Junjiro and Hasegawa Tomohiko had already made several junior high school girls working there look over in fear. Although this had been happening frequently lately, it was rare to see such a tense atmosphere as today.

"No matter what, it can't affect the club's business."

"So you can't just cause trouble here?"

"You..."

Junjiro's glib tongue made Hasegawa roll his eyes in exasperation. Lately, Junjiro had been coming to the club more and more often, almost always for the same reason: to ask for money.

Hasegawa, who couldn't stand Junjiro, had discussed this with Yamamoto Uemon, but Yamamoto just shook his head and told him that this was just Rokuryu Yuukikai testing him. The Yamamoto faction was expanding rapidly thanks to the club's revenue, and Yuukikai was very suspicious. The unruly Suwabe Toru seemed to just be watching Junjiro's tantrum with a "let's see what happens" attitude. In short, Yamamoto's situation was very awkward within the Rokuryukai's upper echelons.

Just then, Kase came down from the 28th floor and saw the commotion in the bar on the 27th floor, so he couldn't help but come over to take a look.

"Isn't this Mr. Kase? How's Kuroyukihime? When can you come up with a discount so we brothers can get a 30% off and enjoy that beautiful girl?"

Junjiro greeted Kase with a slick, lewd joke. He knew Kase wasn't high-ranking within the Rokurin Company; if it weren't for Yamamoto's appreciation of his abduction skills and control over the club's star attraction, Kuroyukihime, Kase would probably still be a prisoner of the club.

Kase stared at Junjiro's tasteless laughter with a gloomy expression. Hasegawa also found Junjiro's grating laughter quite offensive; he felt it wasn't mocking Kase, but rather a dig at the incompetence of the Yamamoto faction.

"Heh, forget it, there's no point in talking to you. Let me go see Yamamoto."

"Brother Yamamoto is busy right now, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for him."

"Hmph, Kasai, don't think you can be so arrogant just because you've been with Yamamoto for a few days."

"Speaking of which, Mr. Junjiro, what is it that you're in such a hurry to see Brother Yamamoto?"

"Nothing much, I'm a little short on cash, so I'm asking your Brother Yamamoto for some sponsorship."

This attitude of clearly treating the Yamamoto faction like a sucker made Hasegawa furious again.

"Junjiro, didn't I say Yamamoto-nii was busy?"

"Haha, what could he be busy with? He's probably fooling around with some pretty girl at a club."

Junjiro strode towards the 28th floor. Kasai grabbed Hasegawa Tomohiko, who was trying to stop him, and whispered,

"Let him go up. It'll be good for Yamamoto-nii to teach him a lesson."

Junjiro swaggered up to the 28th floor. In front of Yamamoto's office, he could already faintly hear alluring moans. Without thinking, Junjiro pushed open the door and saw Yamamoto Uemon lying on Nanaka's back, trembling as he injected semen into the pretty girl's body with a look of ecstasy...

Junjiro sat on the sofa, smoking nonchalantly, while Yamamoto Uemon sat behind the office desk with an angry expression.

Junjiro's sudden intrusion had startled him, and Nanaka's half-naked body had been seen by him. He could only awkwardly pull up his pants while inwardly cursing Junjiro's brainlessness.

"Brother Yamamoto, who was that girl? She was quite cute."

"What brings you here?"

Yamamoto didn't respond to Junjiro's question but went straight to the point, asking about his purpose. The unspoken message was, "If you don't have anything to say, leave now."

Sensing Yamamoto's intention to treat him as an uninvited guest, Junjiro simply smiled. When it came to shamelessness, even within the scum-filled Rokurisha, Junjiro was second to none.

Nanaka had already left as ordered by Yamamoto. Actually, Yamamoto didn't want someone like Junjiro to see Shirakawa Nanaka; subconsciously, he believed that if Junjiro saw her, it would definitely cause trouble later.

"Brother Yamamoto, why are you being so rude? I came all this way to see you, Brother Yamamoto. Your coldness is hurting our brotherly bond."

"Well, you've seen enough. If you have nothing else to say, then leave."

Yamamoto coldly dismissed him. Since his release from prison, he hadn't changed his ways. Of course, as the younger brother of Rokuryo Yuu no Kai, Yamamoto Uemon wasn't naive enough to believe that a few days in jail would reform him.

"Brother Yamamoto, you really are being rude. Fine, I'll be frank. I see you've been making a lot of money lately, but you're short on cash, so I came to ask you for some pocket money." "

Didn't I give you 200,000 yen a while ago?"

"Brother Yamamoto, money always runs out eventually, doesn't it?"

Hearing this, Yamamoto's face grew increasingly gloomy. Junjiro's words were practically treating him like an ATM, and coupled with his lecherous gaze at Shirakawa Nanaka earlier, Yamamoto grew increasingly disgusted with him.

"Hehe, Brother Yamamoto, look at this time..."

"Junjiro, I'll only say one word to you now, get out."

"Brother Yamamoto, look at you..."

"Get out."

"Yamamoto Uemon, don't be ungrateful."

"Get out..."

"You..."

Yamamoto was too disdainful to waste words with him at this point. He picked up the phone, dialed a number, and said,

"Tomohiko, have someone come and take Rokuryo Junjiro out of my office."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Hasegawa Tomohiko led about 10 people into Yamamoto's office. However, when they saw it was Junjiro, they were still a little stunned.

"Haha, is there anyone in Rokuryo who dares to do anything to me?"

"Throw him out."

After receiving Yamamoto's order, the dozen or so people rushed forward, grabbed Junjiro who was still smugly burying himself in the sofa, and lifted him up.

"You...you guys..."

"Tell the brothers downstairs not to let this guy in again. Okay, throw him out."

"Yama...Yamamoto, you...don't...don't touch me, I'll walk down myself..."

The crowd looked at Yamamoto, and after receiving his tacit approval, they threw Junjiro to the ground. He rubbed on the ground a few times in pain before stumbling to his feet. He glared at Yamamoto Uemon and reluctantly limped out of Yamamoto's office...

Shirakawa Kotori helped Hosō Satō, who had just finished venting on her, out of the room. Time waits for no man. Satō himself hadn't expected that after only three hours of passionate lovemaking with this red-haired beauty, he couldn't even straighten his back. At the end of their lovemaking, it was Shirakawa Kotori who actively and frequently swayed her beautiful buttocks to clamp his penis, barely managing to make him ejaculate.

"Kotori, you're so cute. I'll choose you again next time."

Hearing Satō's ugly grin, Kotori could only give a bleak smile as a perfunctory response.

After seeing Sato off to the 28th floor, just as she was about to return to the room where she had been entertaining guests, she suddenly noticed a sleazy-looking young man approaching, surrounded, or rather, coerced, by a dozen or so people.

Not wanting to get into trouble, Shirakawa Kotori quickly moved to the side, instinctively lowering her fair face to avoid the man's piercing gaze.

"This red-haired beauty is so cute! What's your name? You look a lot like the girl Yamamoto was pinning down earlier."

The sleazy-looking young man didn't let Kotori off the hook despite her avoidance; instead, he stopped beside her, trying to strike up a conversation.

"Alright, Junjiro, her name is Shirakawa Kotori. Now that you know, get lost."

The people next to him were getting impatient, proactively telling him Kotori's name so he could leave quickly.

"Oh? It's Shirakawa Kotori... Hehehe..."

After chuckling a few times, Junjiro was urged forward by the Yamamoto faction. Reaching the stairwell, Junjiro turned back and gave Shirakawa Kotori a meaningful, cold smile. The smile seemed to foreshadow that Shirakawa Kotori would eventually be his...

This ominous smile sent a chill down Shirakawa Kotori's spine, and her beautiful shoulders trembled involuntarily...

Chapter Sixty-Three:

Kase sat in Yamamoto's office, somewhat uneasily watching Yamamoto Uemon read the materials he had sent out.

"Is this event really okay?"

"I think so. I've also consulted some regulars about the 'Lewd Maid Gathering' event, and they all seem very interested in it. If we hold it, we should get a lot of ticket bookings."

Yamamoto Eemon pondered for a moment. The plan in front of him was the one that Casse had recently proposed: to hold a "New Year's Lewd Maid Orgy Service Event" at the Dream Club on January 1st. At that time, the club's signature hostesses, including Kuroyukihime, Charlotte, Shirakawa Kotori, Ashizuki Iori, Kotegawa Yui, Akiyama Mio, and others, would be taken and played with at will by ticket buyers on that day under the guise of maids.

Deep down, Yamamoto thought the idea was good, but he didn't know what the club's customers thought. Seeing Kase's ticket price confirmed his suspicions. Such a high price, if no one came, would undoubtedly mean the club's beautiful girls, who offered promiscuous maids to their clients, were not respected. Not only would they fail to make money, but their reputation would likely suffer. Conversely, if a large number of high-ranking people flocked in on that day, it would significantly boost the club's development and the popularity of these signature girls.

Yamamoto remained silent for a long time before finally looking up at Kase and nodding as if confirming something.

"Alright, Kase-kun, you'll handle this project this time. I actually trust your abilities."

"Don't worry, Yamamoto-nii."

Kase nodded. He now considered the club an integral part of his initial dream. In his view, his initial goal in entering this virtual world was to run a brothel. Now, at least working at the club meant he had achieved half of that dream.

Charlotte

, bent over, lay on the bed like a dog, her pink face flushed with embarrassment, biting her tender lips, her plump buttocks raised, letting the man behind her, who looked to be in his fifties, freely enter and exit her honey hole.

"Ah... Mr. Bessou... you're so amazing... I... I can't take it anymore..."

"You little slut... um... before getting into bed you were begging me to fuck you with that slutty look on your face... and now... you can't take it anymore?"

The man called Bessou, with a bald head, slapped Charlotte's snowy buttocks hard a few times with his fat, heavy hand, and triumphantly accelerated his writhing waist to rape the beautiful girl lying on the dog in front of him.

Little Bird shook her long, straight red hair, her big eyes half-closed with tears. Originally, this man called Bessou had been one of her recent regular customers. Since returning from Mutsu, Charlotte, who had started to take on a wide range of customers for some reason, was particularly popular with these middle-aged men.

Perhaps it was the allure of her enormous breasts swaying on her chest and her jade-like legs lying across the bed that drove Bessho Kenjiro, the president of Bessho Insurance, to spend a considerable amount of money on Charlotte's body recently. However, perhaps due to his age, the 50-something-year-old Bessho Kenjiro could only excrete his essence in seven or eight minutes each time, panting and disheveled as he lay on Charlotte's smooth, beautiful back.

However, this situation finally came to an end this time. The powerful aphrodisiac developed by the club in conjunction with Matsumoto Pharmaceutical was finally put into official commercial use. Although each pill was expensive, the effect was said to be excellent. Bessou, with a try-it-and-see attitude, had Charlotte personally feed him the drug mouth to mouth, and it really worked. His penis not only became hard and erect, but he was also able to last for a very long time. Bessou, who usually ejaculated in seven or eight minutes, lasted for more than half an hour this time. Now it was Charlotte's turn to be unable to bear it. She could only pitifully support her body with her small hands, swaying her beautiful buttocks again and again, forced to cater to Bessou's rape and humiliation.

A series of crackling sounds emanated from their joined bodies. This mating battle gave Bessou an unprecedented sexual pleasure. Charlotte's tight, moist vagina clenched and contracted incessantly, coordinating with the seductive twists and turns of her beautiful, slender waist, transmitting all the pleasure that the warm vaginal flesh could bring him. He comfortably grasped Charlotte's beautiful buttocks with his hands, manipulating the beautiful girl's sexy and alluring body, thrusting his waist again and again to violate her according to his own preferences.

"Charlotte... how is it... my ability is not bad, right..."

Bessou asked Charlotte how she felt as he entered and exited Charlotte's moist vagina with what he thought was a lot of effort.

"Ah... um... Mr. Bessou... very good..."

Charlotte responded casually to Bessou's firmness. Although he was still moving very hard, Charlotte felt no pleasure at all. She was just professionally swaying her slender waist to match Bessou's taste and pretending to enjoy it.

Hearing the beautiful girl respond to him, Bessou excitedly manipulated Charlotte's smooth buttocks with his hands, thrusting his hips again and again, the rhythmic thuds of his penis penetrating Charlotte's tight vagina, churning the hot, wet fluids, savoring the pleasure of her honeyed passage squeezing his penis.

Although this time it lasted quite a while, it was still far from the stormy onslaught of Arima Teppei. Charlotte was getting annoyed by the middle-aged man's persistent advances, finding his boring bedroom pride annoying; they had been going on for over half an hour and he still hadn't ejaculated.

"No... Mr. Bessou... please... shoot hard into Charlotte's uterus... please... ah..."

Charlotte deliberately bit Bessou's glans with her cervix, gripping his penis and swaying her beautiful hips. This was one of her signature moves; almost no man could resist it. However, Charlotte didn't use it often. After all, the constant impact of a penis against her tender, smooth cervix would be very uncomfortable, and in severe cases, it could cause cervicitis. She didn't want to get those troublesome gynecological diseases, so Charlotte rarely did it unless absolutely necessary. Bessou

's eyes widened as Charlotte's vaginal muscles suddenly tightened their grip. He had thought this would last for more than an hour, but the sudden vaginal tightness drew all his attention to his penis. Charlotte's seductive words stimulated his dark desires to the maximum. A super cute girl was begging him to ejaculate inside her; it would be hard for any man to refuse.

With a series of heavy, uncontrollable breaths, Charlotte knew this was a sign that Bessou was about to ejaculate. She proactively reached out her small, white hand and suddenly pinched Bessou's testicles a few times at the point where their genitals were joined in their intense intercourse. Caught off guard by this sudden attack, Bessou didn't even have time to react before his ejaculation occurred, and a large amount of turbid fluid gushed into Charlotte's uterus…

Matsumoto Kenji excitedly took the room key. This time at the club was different from before. The newly arrived beautiful girl, Akiyama Mio, who had made a reservation, was finally ready to serve customers, and her first customer was him. That meant that this black-haired beauty's virginity would belong to him.

Reaching the 28th floor, in the same room where he had first possessed Ashitsuki Iori, Matsumoto opened the door with practiced ease. A black-haired beauty sat quietly inside.

"Excuse me...excuse me, are you Mr. Matsumoto?"

Matsumoto Kenji grinned lewdly. Hasegawa had just told him that, in order to keep Akiyama Mio in check, the people from Rokkasho had lied to him, saying that Matsumoto was a well-known music publisher. This time, they could properly discuss training her with him. But to be honest, it wasn't exactly a lie; Matsumoto was indeed a major shareholder of a famous music publisher in Japan.

"Yes, hello, Ms. Akiyama Mio."

"Um...you really want to help me release an album...I feel like I don't have much confidence. Can someone like me really do it?"

For the past few days, Akiyama Mio had been kept at Rokkasho's place, and even the notification of her family was handled by them. To be honest, Akiyama Mio herself wasn't very confident that she could release an album, so she had almost decided to apologize honestly to them and leave. She felt that she would be happier going back to the light music club and singing with the silly Ritsu and Yui.

"Of course, Miss Akiyama has excellent qualities. We almost spotted you at first glance."

"But..."

"No buts, Miss Akiyama. If you still have doubts about yourself, then let me boldly show you my strength."

After saying this, Matsumoto approached the still confused Akiyama Mio with ill intent, suddenly pounced on her, and began to frantically tear at Akiyama Mio's school uniform.

"You...please...please don't do this..."

Stunned for a few seconds by the sudden attack, Mio only reacted when Matsumoto had already torn open her school uniform outer garment. Her face flushed red, she desperately covered her chest with her hands, resisting Matsumoto's bestial behavior.

"What...what's going on...Matsu...Matsumoto-san..."

"Hehe...Miss Akiyama, this is your chance to showcase your musical talent. I'm going to use my cock to make you moan the most lewdly. Don't you know, Miss Akiyama? Your moans in bed are the best music!"

Shamelessly uttering such vulgar words, Mio, who had never heard such words before, blushed even more. Although she had suspected it early on, she didn't expect it to be a trap. Her trusting nature had really hurt her. After

struggling for a while, Matsumoto took the initiative with his superior strength. As a weak high school girl, Akiyama Mio couldn't hold out for long. What she didn't know was that the medicine Rokkasei had prepared for her beforehand contained a slight anesthetic component. Now, after the intense exercise, her blood flow had increased, and the medicine was starting to take effect. The reason he hadn't completely knocked Akiyama Mio unconscious was because Matsumoto had said he didn't want to play with a living dead person.

Pressed down on Akiyama Mio, her short skirt and panties torn open, Matsumoto stared lustfully at the shy and bashful Akiyama Mio. Suddenly, he leaned in for a kiss, but Akiyama Mio turned her head away, allowing Matsumoto to kiss her long, black hair instead.

Somewhat unwillingly, he tossed the hair away. Although the fragrance of the hair stirred Matsumoto's heart, this was not the time to savor Mio's long, straight black hair. A large hand roughly pressed down on Akiyama Mio's body, while the other hand ripped open her school uniform.

Although Mio was internally screaming that she must resist, her mind began to grow increasingly muddled, and her limbs began to weaken. After struggling a few more times, she finally lost the strength to resist, her arms hanging limply at her sides. Although she hadn't passed out yet, Mio was completely powerless. She could only watch with tears of grievance welling up in her large eyes as Matsumoto wantonly did as he pleased on her body.

Noticing Akiyama Mio's change, Matsumoto grinned lewdly and slowly stripped off Mio's clothes, completely exposing the beautiful girl's smooth skin to his lustful gaze.

Suddenly, his two large hands pulled apart Akiyama Mio's beautiful legs and placed them on his shoulders. He pulled out his penis and pressed it against Mio's honey lips without hesitation. After giving Akiyama Mio a defiant look at her initial expression, he thrust his waist forward, and his huge penis directly entered the beautiful girl's honey passage.

With a soft moan from Mio, Matsumoto felt his penis plunge into a tight, sweet hole. Looking down, he saw a trace of blood, a symbol of a young girl's virginity

, at their point of union. "Hahaha, Akiyama Mio's virginity is mine, Matsumoto's."

Akiyama Mio looked at Matsumoto's shameless face with anger and humiliation. What she hated most now was how easily she had believed that guy named Kase, how she had been tricked into coming to this place and having her virginity taken by someone like Matsumoto.

Matsumoto, of course, didn't care about Akiyama Mio's thoughts at this moment. Adjusting his breathing, Matsumoto held Mio's beautiful buttocks with both hands, and began to slowly thrust his penis in and out of her honeyed passage.

Although her limbs were weak, Akiyama Mio's sense of touch was not affected. She didn't know who had developed this perverted drug, but the penis thrusting in and out of her honeyed passage faster and faster, leaving Mio limp and only able to moan softly.

"Mmm...ah...no...don't...do...anymore...please...let me go..."

Ignoring the beautiful girl's pleas beneath him, Matsumoto panted heavily, his mind solely focused on the penis inside Akiyama Mio's vagina. The tightness and constriction of the 16-year-old girl's vaginal muscles made each thrust a struggle to suppress the urge to ejaculate. Being a virgin, the tightness was undeniable, far surpassing that of prostitutes in high-class clubs.

His hips began to thrust frequently, the tingling sensation growing stronger. The surging pleasure beneath Matsumoto's penis relentlessly urged him to ejaculate. Matsumoto's hands were already deeply embedded in Mio's beautiful buttocks, leaving red, erotic finger marks.

A squelching sound began to emanate. Akiyama Mio blushed, realizing that this was proof that Matsumoto was arousing her.

"Haha, little Mio, you're...excited too...it seems..."

"No...no...ah...don't...so intense...I can't take it..."

Akiyama Mio maintained her last bit of stubbornness, still trying to deny Matsumoto's insults, but the rapid movements of the penis interrupted her thoughts. The hot, swollen pleasure inside her cavity began to fill her brain, and her beautiful pupils began to roll slightly upward, revealing an intoxicated expression that she herself couldn't believe.

Seeing that the beautiful girl beneath him had also entered a state of frenzy, Matsumoto finally stopped suppressing the urge to ejaculate. He thrust his hips hard a few times, and finally sighed with pleasure as he successfully sprayed his thick semen into little Mio's uterus...

In the club's office, Yamamoto looked at Junjiro, who was once again lingering there, with some anger.

"Didn't I tell you last time that you're not allowed to enter the club anymore?"

"Hehe, Brother Yamamoto, don't be so disrespectful."

Junjiro crossed his legs, nonchalantly laughing at Yamamoto's angry face. He had come prepared today because Rokuryo Yuuki had given him a task: to represent him in auditing the club's accounts.

Having temporarily gained a position superior to Yamamoto Uemon, Junjiro smugly strode into the club's doors without anyone daring to stop him. Yamamoto, of course, knew that Yuuki had long since lost faith in him, after all, the Yamamoto faction was the largest within Rokuryo. But Yuuki should have known about his discord with Junjiro, yet he still sent him to audit the accounts. Yamamoto felt this was a clear indication that Yuuki had listened to some slander and no longer trusted him.

"Alright then, hurry up and tell me what Brother Yuuki asked you to audit, and then leave as soon as you're done."

Yamamoto felt he couldn't linger with Junjiro for long, so he adopted an attitude that told him to finish quickly and get out of there.

Seemingly angered by Yamamoto's attitude, Junjiro hadn't expected such a lack of respect even after bringing up Yuukikai. He snorted and said,

"Brother Yuukikai asked me to check the club's profits for the past few months."

"Didn't I already report all that to him?"

"Report? Heh, Brother Yamamoto, let's be frank. Whether those reported figures are true or false can't be determined solely by your word... So..."

At this point, Yamamoto was already quite annoyed. Junjiro's words clearly implied that Yuukikai suspected him of reporting incorrect figures, concealing club revenue, and embezzling club funds.

He glared at Junjiro, grabbed the phone beside him, and dialed Yuukikai. He couldn't quite believe Junjiro's words. As a long-time member of the Rokuryosha, would Yuukikai distrust him so much? Was Junjiro instigating things? It would be better to find out for himself...

Fifteen minutes later.

Seeing Junjiro's mocking smile and his own deathly pale face, even Hasegawa and the others who had entered after hearing that Junjiro had come again seemed to guess what was going on. Their older brother Yamamoto's phone call hadn't gone smoothly. When Hasegawa learned that the call was to Rokuryo Yuukikai, his heart sank even further. Generally, Yamamoto's expression after talking to Yuukikai was a sure sign of trouble. Hasegawa

was right. Rokuryo Yuukikai hadn't hidden anything on the phone. Although his words weren't as aggressive as Junjiro's, his decision to check the accounts was undoubtedly his own; Yamamoto couldn't possibly be wrong about that.

Since Rokuryo Yuukikai didn't trust him, Yamamoto saw no need to argue. He gestured to Junjiro to begin checking the club's accounts, his eyes filled only with a burning anger of humiliation.

One week later.

Ever since Junjiro's audit of the accounts, Yamamoto had been in a foul mood.

Even now, with Shirakawa Nanaka performing oral sex on him, it couldn't soothe the anger he felt from being looked down upon and suspected by Yuuki on that day. However, the humiliation of that day was nothing now. Just now, Yuuki himself had called, informing him that although the figures in the accounts were correct, the payment items indicated that his faction supported too many people, and he hoped that he could reduce some of them.

Thinking of this, Yamamoto was almost laughing with anger. He hadn't expected Yuuki's attitude to change so drastically in the past few days, from auditing the accounts to openly asking him to reduce personnel. Wasn't this just a disguised way of making him reduce the size of Yamamoto's faction?

"The Realm of Evening, you've gone too far!"

Thinking this, Yamamoto couldn't contain his anger. He grabbed Nanaka's head and began thrusting his penis into the beautiful girl's mouth repeatedly until his cloudy semen gushed into her esophagus. A bold idea gradually surfaced in his mind...

Kase sat nervously in Yamamoto's office. Yamamoto's expression was unusual today; normally, this powerful figure in the Rokuryo Company rarely showed his anger.

"Brother Yamamoto, may I ask..."

"Kase, are you happy working at the Rokuryo Company?"

"Ah..."

Confused by the question, Kase didn't know how to answer.

"I mean, are you willing to continue working at the Rokuryo Company?"

"..."

Kase was completely bewildered. He couldn't fathom Yamamoto's purpose in asking this, and didn't dare utter a sound.

Seeing Kase's silence, Yamamoto probably knew that the other hadn't understood him. Gritting his teeth, remembering that Kuroyukihime was a key part of his plan, he carefully explained his thoughts.

"What I mean is, are you interested in helping me get rid of Rokuryo Yuukikai!"

"Huh?"

"Yes, get rid of Rokuryo Yuukikai, Suwabe Toru, Rokuryo Junjiro."

His face paled slightly; Kasaiwan hadn't expected Yamamoto Uemon to bring up this kind of matter.

"Back then, it was Yuuki no Kai and Suwabe who forced you to join the Rokkakusha, right? And Suwabe has always coveted Kuroyukihime, hasn't he? Are you willing to keep working for them until they take her?"

Kasaiwan sat silently on the sofa. To be honest, although Kuroyukihime was his system's designated sex slave, the realities of his era meant he didn't care much about such interpersonal relationships. His parents had only sent him to a national school, which was why he wanted a career that followed his desires—running a brothel.

However, after being forced into joining the Rokkakusha, the initial discomfort was surprisingly mild, and now working at the Dream Club was half of his original wish fulfilled, except that the club wasn't his own.

"If you help me take them down, I promise you that once I take control of the Rokuryo Society, the club will be yours to manage and become your property. To be honest, I've long wanted to use the Rokuryo Society's wealth to establish legitimate connections and stop living that violent underworld life."

Seemingly sensing what Kase was thinking, Yamamoto suddenly changed his tone, making Kase's heart flutter.

"The club...for me?"

"Yes, yours alone."

As if seeing right through Kase's desires, Yamamoto smiled and offered his terms.

"Brother Yamamoto, honestly, what good will it do you to have me join? My fighting strength is decent, but you don't need me to fight against the Twilight Realm, do you?"

When Yamamoto captured Kase, he already knew Kase's physical skills were quite good, but against an opponent like the Twilight Realm, having one or two more people like Kase wouldn't fundamentally change the situation.

"No, although you're quite skilled, I didn't call you here for that. I'm after your trump card, Kuroyukihime."

"Hmm?"

"In a few days, I'll be hosting an event at the club and inviting the Sunset Realm, Suwabe, and others. I'll arrange how to deal with them then, but Suwabe Toru is cunning and shrewd, and he's the Sunset Realm's right-hand man. If I don't keep him occupied, I'm afraid he'll discover my plans."

"So you're using his infatuation with Kuroyukihime to make her infatuate him?"

"Love makes people lose their minds, and it's not just women who are affected. Suwabe's liking for Kuroyukihime is an open secret within the Rokkasou Corporation. But Kuroyukihime has always been loyal to you and doesn't pay much attention to him."

Kase didn't say much. He didn't like Suwabe Toru either. Perhaps this way of thinking indirectly influenced her through the system's assessment of his ownership of Kuroyukihime.

“Brother Kase, you…”

“Brother Yamamoto, no need to say anything. I will persuade Kuroyukihime to help you. And please, Brother Yamamoto, abide by the conditions you proposed after you succeed.”

Although he was prepared, Yamamoto was still very happy to see Kase agree to his suggestion so readily. He nodded and said quickly,

“Don’t worry, I think you’ve worked with me for a long time and know my trustworthiness. But this matter is still in the planning stage, so don’t spread it easily…”

There didn’t seem to be many customers at the club today. Kuroyukihime had been resting after seeing customers in the afternoon. Kase called in the afternoon and said that they would have dinner together. This made Kuroyukihime quite happy. Recently, there had been a lot of customers at the club, and she hadn’t spent much time with Kase.

Since she wasn’t very good at cooking, she could only agree to eat out with Kase. “This is probably what a date with my master is like,” Kuroyukihime thought.

However, Kase seemed absent-minded during dinner, which made Kuroyukihime a little worried. Although she tried to say some happy things to get Kase’s attention, it seemed that her master’s mood didn’t improve much. Chapter

64 (February 3rd)

"So... Charlotte..."

"Little Sha, it's been a long time... since we did it, hasn't it..."

Kase suddenly interrupted Kuroyukihime, who was stunned for three or four seconds before realizing the meaning of his words. Kuroyukihime then nodded, blushing,

"Yes... it's been a long time..."

"When we get back..."

The rest of the meaning was clear even without being said. Afterwards, the two deliberately sped up their meal and didn't linger any longer.

Back in the room,

Kuroyukihime took off her coat and climbed directly onto the bed. She turned around and leaned against the headboard, using her snowy arms to reach under her beautiful legs, raising them high until her shins pressed against her shoulders, revealing her honey pot to Kase. It had been a long time since she had been intimate with her master, and almost from the beginning, Kuroyukihime used this provocative body language to demonstrate her desire for Kase's body.

In a few swift movements, he pulled down his pants, tearing the black stockings over her vulva with his own hands. He

pulled aside her underwear, knowing exactly what he was going to do tonight, so he didn't hesitate for a moment. He aimed his penis at her vulva and thrust forward, the penis entering her long-missed opening with a soft "plop.

" Kuroyukihime opened her pink lips, welcoming Kase's intrusion with a melodious and seductive moan. "Ah... Master... So good..."

Her snow-white arms cradled her beautiful legs, causing the vaginal muscles inside her to involuntarily tighten around his penetrating penis. Almost from the very first moment he entered, Kase could feel the wet heat deep within Kuroyukihime's lower body; it seemed this beautiful girl had been anticipating his penis on her way back.

"Master...deeper...faster...so good..."

Her delicate lips uttered moans, Kuroyukihime's large eyes filled with desire as she gazed at Kase on top of her. Her slender waist twisted unconsciously, though her beautiful legs were already pressed against her body, making the movement subtle but highly effective. Kase had only thrust a few dozen times before he was already sweating. How could her vagina, which had already given birth, still be so tight and alluring?

Her vagina was indeed contracting and gripping his penis. Kase knelt before Kuroyukihime, rubbing his body forward to allow his penis to penetrate even deeper.

Feeling his penis slide in further, Kuroyukihime lightly stuck out her tongue. Understanding her hint, Kase leaned forward, taking advantage of the thrusting sensation to slowly and wetly kiss the black-haired beauty before him.

"Mmm...uh..."

Heavy breathing filled the air, followed by the slapping sounds of flesh colliding and the gurgling of nectar. Kuroyukihime, with one snow-white arm still covering her legs, used her other hand to reach beneath her, stretching her vulva as wide as possible to allow Kase's entire penis to penetrate. Her hot,

wet passage gripped his lower body tightly. Kase slowly withdrew from the beautiful girl's cherry lips, looking at Kuroyukihime's flushed cheeks, and began to thrust harder, the glans of his penis frequently touching the tender cervix deep within her vagina.

"Ah... Master... so fast... I'm going to... I'm going to lose it... Let's go together... with Xiaosha... let's go together..."

The sudden, fierce movements propelled Kuroyukihime to a new peak. Hot nectar splattered from the edges of her honeyed orifice as the penis thrust in and out repeatedly. Kasai's breathing became rapid and heavy. Her vaginal muscles enveloped the massive shaft, the intense pleasure urging her to relax her climax and ejaculate completely.

"Master... ah... I... came..."

Suddenly, the beautiful girl's dark pupils rolled upwards, her elegant lips curled into a rapid, seductive pant, and hot, honey-like fluid gushed from her lower body, completely drenching Kase's glans. Driven by the pleasure of Kuroyukihime's climax, Kase thrust violently a dozen times before ejaculating his semen into Kuroyukihime's womb without reservation, reaching orgasm together with the beautiful girl beneath him…

Chapter Sixty-Five:

After their fierce battle, the two embraced, the panting sounds from their intercourse gradually subsiding.

Kase was still thinking about how to tell Kuroyukihime about Yamamoto's request for her help in eliminating Suwabe, but he didn't know how to begin in this situation. His eyes darted around nervously, unable to meet Kuroyukihime's gaze.

"Master…you…"

Seemingly sensing Kase's unease, Kuroyukihime parted her delicate lips and asked him.

"Hmm..."

"Master, is there something you want to say?"

Kuroyukihime's dark eyes stared directly at Kase, making him even more afraid to look directly at the beautiful girl before him.

"Master, what about Sasha? She's made up her mind to be with you forever. We already have so many shared memories. Is there anything you're hiding from me?"

Kase, who was almost unable to lift his head because of Kuroyukihime's words, was also starting to feel the strain. He stammered incoherently, and after a long while, as if he had made up his mind, he finally revealed Yamamoto's plans in a low voice.

Kuroyukihime listened silently until she was sure Kase had finished speaking before slowly interjecting,

"Has Master agreed to cooperate with Yamamoto Uemon?"

"Hmm..."

"Does Master think he's a trustworthy person?"

"Hmm... I think so, and at least much more trustworthy than those people from Suwabe."

"Master... what do you think of me?"

Suddenly, Kuroyukihime changed the subject and asked a question that Kase hadn't expected.

"I..."

Seeing Kuroyukihime's resolute gaze, which showed no sign of letting go, Kase gritted his teeth. This was probably the key to the whole plan. Ever since he came to this virtual world, his dream had been to open his own brothel. Now that his dream was within reach, he couldn't let it go this time.

"Xiaosha, I know you've sacrificed a lot for me, and this plan will require you to sacrifice a lot, but please believe me, I... I've always loved you deeply. Making you work here as... as a waitress was forced upon you by the Rokuryo Society. The reason I agreed to help Yamamoto was to end all of this as soon as possible... I... after everything is over, I will marry you, Xiaosha, let's be together forever, okay?"

Touched by Kase's last words, Kuroyukihime's beautiful eyes shone with surprise. She hadn't expected Kase to finally notice her; she had finally waited for the day her master would confess his love.

"Master...are you serious?"

"Yes, I am."

"Master, please tell Yamamoto Uemon that I will cooperate with his plan, please tell him not to worry."

"Little Sa...thank you..."

Seeing Kuroyukihime agree to the plan so readily, Kase felt a surge of excitement. He stepped forward and embraced her, pressing his lips directly against the beautiful girl's soft and delicate lips. The room was filled with the sounds of their wet kisses... Charlotte

was summoned to Yamamoto's office. The silver-haired beauty sat on the office sofa, looking at him with confusion, wondering what Yamamoto wanted to do.

However, after Yamamoto explained his plan to them in detail, both of their beautiful eyes showed disbelief. Help him eliminate the Six-Ringed Evening Realm? This was something they had never dared to imagine before.

"Of course, helping me in this way won't be a waste of your efforts, Charlotte. You've wanted to reunite with Arima Teppei for a long time, haven't you? As long as you complete this mission, I can let you go back as soon as possible."

"Really...really?"

"Yes, and I'll also help you with Arima Teppei's mother's medical expenses."

The temptation of reuniting with Arima Teppei was simply too much for Charlotte to refuse. Without the slightest hesitation, Charlotte nodded decisively and listened to Yamamoto's arrangements for that day...

It was now sometime between Christmas and New Year's Day. The year was nearing its end, and even the Rokuryo Club was starting to prepare for the New Year's celebration.

Yamamoto had sent out invitations long ago, especially inviting Rokuryo Yuukikai, Suwabe Toru, Rokuryo Junjiro, and others to the club to participate in the "Lewd Maid New Year's Service" event. Of course, this event was not open to the public; it was just a small-scale event within the Dream Club.

Yuuki himself was indifferent, but after Suwabe Toru saw Kuroyukihime's name on the introduction, he and Junjiro persuaded Yuuki to participate. Of course, Junjiro's real purpose was to see the pink-haired beauty Shirakawa Kotori he had seen that day.

Finally, after being persuaded by the two, Yuuki went to the club on the night of December 31st with only a few people, along with Suwabe and Junjiro. Although Yuuki knew that Yamamoto couldn't possibly be without resentment about his previous audit of the club's accounts, he still believed that Yamamoto was loyal to him and to the Rokryo Company, even though the Yamamoto faction had surpassed Suwabe and Rokryo Junjiro to become the largest faction within the Rokryo Company.

The club building was decorated with simple New Year's decorations, making it look more like an office than a club. This was one reason why, despite consistently employing Yamamoto Uemon, Yuuki didn't like him. Uemon's demeanor was sometimes too rigid and complacent, making him seem more like a company manager than a club leader. Yuuki didn't like this; if he wanted a company, why take such a big risk to run a club?

However, once inside the club on the 27th floor, Yuuki had to admit that compared to the Suwabe and Junjiro clubs he'd visited, Yamamoto's stronghold was the most organized. The club's operations were also very professional. Many middle school students in short skirts were being brought out to greet the head of the Rokuri Society. Thinking of the cute girl on the colorful promotional poster Yamamoto had given him when he first invited him, Yuuki felt a little itchy. Was that silver-haired, sullen beauty named Charlotte? She's supposedly a famous hostess at the club, attracting many dignitaries. Today, I'm going to see what Charlotte is really like.

"Brother Yuu no Kai, you've arrived! Happy New Year!"

Yamamoto personally greeted Yuu no Kai and his group on the 27th floor. Suwabe Toru merely nodded, while Junjiro looked at Yamamoto with a mocking expression. Recalling how Yamamoto had often yelled at him to leave the club recently, and now he was being invited here so openly to enjoy women, Junjiro almost burst out laughing.

After gesturing, Yuu no Kai and his group entered the upper floors of the club, but the three were led to separate rooms.

"I've prepared delicious dishes for each of you, please enjoy them separately,"

Yamamoto said, then led the rest of the group to the front bar. Many of the high school students there were coerced by the Rokuryo Society into working as hostesses, and they were there to serve Yuu no Kai's group.

Xi Zhijie was led to a relatively secluded room on the 28th floor. Yamamoto's men merely gestured towards the door before retreating, leaving him to open it himself.

Slowly pushing open the door, a silver-haired beauty standing before him, wearing a red school uniform top, a black skirt, and alluring black stockings, gave him a professional smile.

"Welcome to the Dream Club. I'm Charlotte, hostess number 2. Welcome, guest."

Looking at the alluring smile of the busty beauty, Yuuki Yoruichi's breathing became somewhat erratic. He reached out to hug and kiss Charlotte, but the beauty unexpectedly broke free.

"Hmm?"

"No, guest. Please complete the service confirmation according to procedure."

"What procedure?"

Seeing Yuuki Yoruichi's confusion, Charlotte continued her charming smile, slowly parting her beautiful legs in high heels, lifting her short skirt to reveal her private parts, tightly covered by black stockings without underwear.

"If the guest confirms that Charlotte will serve them, then gently touching Charlotte's private parts will guarantee the service confirmation. Otherwise, it will be considered that the guest is not satisfied with Charlotte, so please contact the club's front desk to request a change of hostess."

"So troublesome..."

Although she said this, Yuuki Yoruichi's eyes were already red. She hadn't expected Yamamoto Uemon to be so resourceful, coming up with such a serious foreplay game.

Holding his breath, a pair of large hands reached directly between Charlotte's beautiful legs. Perhaps feeling it wasn't wide enough, Charlotte let out a soft moan as his fingers touched her private parts, spreading her legs even wider to make it easier for Xi Zhijie's fingers to enter.

Rough fingers traced the pink, moist lips, tracing the black stockings between the beautiful girl's legs. Charlotte's cheeks flushed red from the teasing in just a few moments. Seeing Charlotte's shy expression, Liu Ling Xi Zhijie suddenly flicked Charlotte's lips hard with his finger, startling her into a deep moan,

"Ah..."

"What's wrong? Getting aroused so quickly? This won't do, enjoying it even before the customer."

"I'm sorry, it was because your fingers felt so good, that Charlotte...that's why I was so rude. But it seems you're satisfied with Charlotte and agree to my service, so that's all. Would you like to...ah..."

Charlotte's words were cut short by another scream. The impatient Xi Zhijie had no interest in Charlotte's routine flirting. While Yamamoto's routine might create a lewd atmosphere in a club, Xi Zhijie had no time for that. He preferred to drag the beautiful girl to the bed and ravage her. This was a fundamental difference between his methods and Yamamoto's.

He pinned Charlotte to the bed, tearing open her school uniform with a large hand, revealing her large, unbraced breasts. They bounced around in front of Xi Zhijie, flaunting their firm, white flesh. After kneading and roaming over them, his two hands worked together to tear off her skirt and black stockings, completely exposing her delicate vulva, which he had just caressed.

Charlotte was initially startled by Xi Zhijie's roughness, but after realizing what he intended to do, the seasoned Charlotte quickly and skillfully cooperated. Soon, except for the black stockings and high heels on her beautiful legs, Charlotte's snow-white naked body was completely exposed. Xi Zhijie also tore off his coat and pulled down his pants, ready to get down to business.

Charlotte's two beautiful legs actively wrapped around his waist, her large eyes sparkling with a hazy, alluring light. No one could resist Charlotte's seductive advances, and Xi Zhijie was no exception. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he thrust forward, his already erect penis plunging into Charlotte's vagina, breaking through the layers of dense vaginal flesh and reaching the cervix deep within her.

"Ah... thank you... guest, please use waitress number 2... Charlotte..."

The delicate, scarlet lips had barely uttered the lewd words when a series of low moans interrupted them. Xi Zhijie climbed onto the beautiful girl's soft, fragrant body, his penis thrusting directly into her honeyed passage without any technique. The delicate, tight vaginal flesh, moistened by the honeyed fluid, firmly enveloped Xi Zhijie's penis. With each thrust, he received the ultimate pleasure of being squeezed. Only now did Xi Zhijie regret why he hadn't come to the club sooner to enjoy such a wonderful woman's exquisite body.

"Ah...so good...Lord Twilight's penis...feels so good inside my pussy..."

Despite the excruciating pain emanating from her cervix deep inside, Charlotte, her face flushed with shy blush, tried her best to utter words to please the man on top of her. This guest was no ordinary guest, and her attire was not ordinary either. She couldn't afford not to do her best to please Twilight and lower his guard. Teppei-kun, for our future, please forgive Charlotte's lewdness this time.

Thinking this, Charlotte's moans softened even more. She tightened her silk-stockinged legs, clinging to Xi Zhijie's waist, her slender waist swaying gently in sync with his movements. Her large eyes, brimming with desire, looked at Xi Zhijie as if encouraging the man on top of her,

"Faster... ah... faster, harder... fuck Charlotte's little hole raw... Charlotte... is the club's most lewd waitress..."

Xi Zhijie panted as he listened to Charlotte's lewd words, constantly stimulating himself to speed up and possess the soft, beautiful body beneath him. The point where they were joined was already making a crackling sound, caused by his dark penis slapping against Charlotte's beautiful buttocks. Her large breasts bounced incessantly with the rhythm of his penis, and a large hand mercilessly pinched her pink nipples, causing the beautiful girl to moan incessantly, arousing his possessive desire.

"Ah...guest...it hurts...Charlotte's nipples...are being pinched by the guest..."

"You slut, does it feel uncomfortable when I pinch them?"

"Ah...um...the lewd Charlotte...feels so good...so happy...please...guest...quickly fill Charlotte's lewd little hole with your semen, please, sir..."

Charlotte's tender lips parted slightly as she made a lewd request. Charlotte tried to contract the honeyed flesh inside her cavity, forcing the penis of the Night Realm. The penis, which had been excitedly thrusting in and out, was suddenly caught off guard by this move. The penis of the Night Realm began to bounce incessantly inside the honey hole, almost swelling to its limit, indicating that it was about to ejaculate.

Unexpectedly, Charlotte was so adept at handling men. Yuu no Kai regretted ejaculating so quickly on his first time, but the pleasure in his lower body forced him to stop thinking about these issues. He pressed his hands against Charlotte's large breasts and thrust his lower body hard dozens of times. Finally, with a roar, Yuu no Kai reluctantly ejaculated into the beautiful girl's uterus amidst Charlotte's long moan...

"Ah..."

Shirakawa Kotori's painful moan finally announced the end of Rokuryo Junjiro's bestial gratification. He wondered when they had started. This time, he couldn't afford to fail, could he? This kind of thing couldn't afford to fail, could it?

Thinking this, Shirakawa Kotori hadn't even opened her mouth when Junjiro turned her over, pressed his lips to hers, and gave her a post-coital kiss...

Chapter Sixty-Six

"Kotori, you're so cute."

After the passionate kiss, Junjiro lewdly stroked Kotori's soft breasts, praising the pink-haired beauty's beauty.

The blush on Kotori's cheeks hadn't faded after the fierce battle, and being praised by Junjiro in such a lewd tone made her even more ashamed. If it weren't for Nanaka and herself escaping the clutches of the tiger, she would have been feigning compliance with Junjiro. In fact, Kotori actually despised scoundrels like Junjiro the most.

His large mouth pressed directly against Kotori's nipple, gently biting and licking it. Kissing the delicate areola, Junjiro began to wantonly play with Kotori's large breasts, causing the beautiful girl to let out soft, low moans.

"Hehe, Kotori, do you feel anything when you do this?"

Turning her face away from answering Junjiro's question, he didn't press her further. Instead, he used both hands to spread Kotori's long legs, and his penis once again roughly penetrated her.

"Ah..."

"Kotori, what should I say now?"

"Shirakawa Kotori... thank you... for your use, sir... ah..."

With a seductive moan, Shirakawa Kotori closed her beautiful eyes tightly, involuntarily using her beautiful legs to cling to Junjiro's waist, and began to twist her slender waist with his heavy thrusts...

...

"Ah... I'm coming..."

With a charming moan, Suwabe Toru finally released his desire into Kuroyukihime's body.

"Huff... huff..."

With a slight exhaustion, Suwabe Toru lay satisfied on top of Kuroyukihime. Unlike the previous rapes, this time Kuroyukihime was completely cooperative in bed, so the excitement it brought was different from before. He wondered what kind of magic Yamamoto had used to make Kuroyukihime, who hated him, willingly serve him as a hostess at the club. Surprised, Suwabe Toru even admired Yamamoto Uemon.

"Little Sasha, you were so cute in bed today..."

Hearing Suwabe call her by her nickname with disgust, Kuroyukihime could only suppress the hatred in her large eyes. Her beautiful legs remained wrapped around Suwabe's waist, her small mouth slightly upturned, revealing a charming smile.

"This time, I'm here as a club hostess to serve you, so please enjoy yourself, Mr. Suwabe."

"Hehe, you weren't like this before."

Hearing Kuroyukihime speak so humbly, Suwabe excitedly lowered his head and kissed her.

His penis was still inside her, and as Suwabe leaned forward, the fullness of his penis caused her vagina to throb with excitement. Kuroyukihime's originally fair cheeks flushed red again. Because of her work as a prostitute, her body seemed overly sensitive to such things now; almost any stimulation would elicit an exaggerated reaction, like this time.

“Ah…”

“What’s wrong, Sasa?”

“Your…it’s still inside me…”

“Ah…I’m so sorry, but Sasa, you’re so cute, how about we do it again?”

Kuroyukihime felt extremely disgusted that Suwabe called her by a nickname, but for her and Kase’s future, she could only endure it, forcing a professional smile honed at the club, and slowly wrapped her legs tightly around Suwabe, urging him to continue thrusting.

Feeling the gentle, tight movements within Kuroyukihime’s vagina, Suwabe lewdly sucked on her breasts a few times, then excitedly began to push his penis into her tight cavity, creating a clear crackling sound at their point of contact—a sound that combined the slapping of his testicles against her snowy buttocks with the honey-like fluid secreted from Kuroyukihime’s vagina.

"Ah... Mr. Suwabe... it's too intense..."

Kuroyukihime's mouth was slightly open, her long legs slightly parted, making it easier for Suwabe to enter and exit. Their breathing became increasingly wild and unrestrained. Her long, black hair clung to her snowy cheeks, shoulders, and even her slender waist with her fragrant sweat, making the black-haired beauty even more alluring on the bed.

"Saya... you're so... amazing... you weren't like this the first time... so gentle..."

"Ah... um... ha... please... don't say anymore..."

Recalling her helpless resistance when Suwabe raped her, Kuroyukihime felt that the current situation was justified, but it was still ironic.

"Hehe... um... I told you... what's so great about that guy Kase... in bed, my cock will give you more pleasure, won't it..."

"Ah... no..."

"Hmm? What no... you're still being stubborn even now, but look at your reaction..."

Perhaps somewhat dissatisfied with Kuroyukihime's stubborn resistance, Suwabe suddenly mischievously thrust even harder into Kuroyukihime's honey hole. A tingling, numb pain in her cervix made Kuroyukihime's mouth widen, revealing an incredulous expression as she moaned,

"Ah... no... don't... how could it... go so deep... so powerful... ah..."

"How about that, I'm still the best, right?"

Unable to answer Suwabe's words, Kuroyukihime simply turned her alluring, snow-white face away from Suwabe, only moaning with each thrust.

Kuroyukihime's behavior annoyed Suwabe. Just as he was thinking about how to torture this stubborn beauty, Suwabe suddenly seemed to remember something, smiled wickedly, leaned down, and whispered in Kuroyukihime's ear,

"Saya, actually, you don't need to be so obsessed with your useless master. He doesn't love you as much as you think."

“…Ah…um…ah…”

Seeing that Kuroyukihime remained unmoved, Suwabe thrust hard twice more, then said,

“Hehe, you know what? It wasn’t actually the club that initially offered you the job as a waitress; it was Kasei who offered you as a bargaining chip to exchange with Yuu-nii.”

Suwabe’s words startled Kuroyukihime, her large eyes looking at him in disbelief. Noticing Kuroyukihime’s expression, Suwabe smiled again, continuing his thrusting motion,

“Not only that, but Kasei was also involved in sending you to serve Fujii Naoto, framing Oba Keisuke, and contacting many later customers…”

“No…impossible…”

“Hehe, you don’t believe me? And not only that, do you know Giger, the owner of that cafe Schloss? Actually, to play with his wife Rias, Kasei even drugged you and swapped you with him once…” “Ah…

how…could this be…”

"Do you remember that afternoon a few months ago when you were unconscious again? That was a side effect of the medication Kase gave you..."

Caught off guard by Suwabe's words, tears welled up in Kuroyukihime's eyes. It couldn't be true, it couldn't be true. Suwabe must be trying to drive a wedge between me and my master. Yes... that must be it.

She tried to calm herself down, but waves of pleasure surged through her, replacing her earlier anxieties. Suwabe's penis was incredibly powerful, filling her completely. But it seemed Suwabe was nearing his climax; he shut his mouth, his face flushed, and began his final thrusts.

Looking at the clock on the wall behind Suwabe, it seemed the time had come. The fruit basket on the bedside table to her right was covered with a towel. Kuroyukihime groaned and reached inside with her right hand. Hmm, the sharp blade Yamamoto had prepared for her was inside.

“Ah…Saya…you…you’re so beautiful…I…I’m coming…I…I’m going to shoot into your womb…to make you pregnant with my child…”

“Ah…then…then…please…shoot inside…”

Her snow-white face was flushed with freckles. Kuroyukihime suppressed the electric-like pleasure in her lower body. While Suwabe was focused on his penis, she gripped the knife hidden in the fruit basket. However, after hearing Suwabe’s words, Kuroyukihime hesitated. Should she really kill him according to the original plan?

“…Saya…I…I’m coming…”

Making a frantic final declaration, Kuroyukihime knew that if she lost this opportunity, the time for this entertainment would be over. She couldn’t care less. Taking advantage of Suwabe’s last few thrusts, Kuroyukihime bit her tender lips, suddenly gripped the sharp blade, and thrust it directly into Suwabe’s waist, who was still thrusting wildly.

“Ah…”

In the instant of ejaculation, the sharp blade pierced Suwabe's kidney. He only took two or three seconds to react, but unfortunately, with such a sharp object inserted into his waist and having just ejaculated, he couldn't even muster the strength to grab Kuroyukihime's neck.

Seeing her success, Kuroyukihime didn't let her guard down. She pulled out the knife and stabbed Suwabe several more times in the abdomen. She knew that in the real world, her strength might not be enough to kill an adult like Suwabe with a single blow, so she took advantage of his weakness to stab him a few more times.

After four or five stabs, Suwabe finally couldn't scream anymore, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, some of which even stained Kuroyukihime's white collarbone. Slowly pushing away the man on top of her, Kuroyukihime, ignoring the mixture of love juice and semen dripping from her vagina, quickly dialed the front desk—the necessary signal for her success.

"Kuroyuki...hime...I never thought...you...actually...with...Yamamoto...that...bastard..."

Even after being stabbed so many times, Suwabe was still alive. After finishing the call, Kuroyuki was somewhat surprised by his vitality.

"I told you when you raped me the first time that I would never forgive you."

Suwabe watched as Kuroyuki's dark eyes regained their original fierce expression and stared at him. Only then did he realize that this long-haired beauty had never liked him. Hadn't he already known this? Why had he been deceived by her unusually seductive behavior? He was truly too stupid.

"Hahahaha, I never thought I was...an idiot..."

"And a really hard-to-die idiot."

Seeing that Suwabe seemed to still be able to speak, Kuroyuki picked up the knife again, ready to finish him off.

"But...Saya...I really...really like you..."

"So you raped me, bullied me? Also, Saya is the name my master calls me. You are not worthy to call her that."

"Hahaha, Kasei? That worthless bastard... Sasha... What I said just now... was all true... You can hate me... but... I really... love you... always... and... everything I said... was..."

Suwabe seemed to want to continue, but found that he couldn't make a sound. Ah... so his throat had been stabbed by Kuroyukihime's knife... no wonder he could no longer... make a sound...

Watching Suwabe Toru slowly close his eyes in front of her, Kuroyukihime finally sighed, found some clothes to put on, and completed her task... So now... it's up to Yamamoto and her master... But Suwabe's words...

and recalling Suwabe's devilish voice a few minutes ago, Kuroyukihime suddenly shook her head, rebuking herself in her heart, no, no, she can't doubt her master at this time... I believe her master will definitely... definitely won't do those things... definitely...

Chapter Sixty-Seven:

The beginning of Christmas Eve was a beautiful pink, but the end was a bloody red.

First, Suwabe was murdered at 11:30 PM, followed shortly by Rokuryo Junjiro. Then, at midnight, Rokuryo Yuuki, while playing with Charlotte in a riding position, was stabbed in the throat by the silver-haired beauty and killed. Within a mere 30 minutes, the three giants of the Rokuryo Society, whom even the police couldn't handle, were easily eliminated.

The few followers who were enjoying themselves on the 27th floor were easily controlled by Yamamoto. With his numerous followers, Yamamoto seized control of the Rokuryo Society's key personnel and financial records within the next few days. Yamamoto's efficient style and the Yamamoto faction's consistently swift and decisive approach allowed this internal coup within the Rokuryo Society to be completed with lightning speed.

The police, of course, also noticed this small but significant infighting within the Rokuryo Society. However, the tragic fate of Prosecutor Oba Keisuke, whose family was destroyed, was still fresh in their minds. The prosecution and police departments, on the contrary, were happy to observe the internal struggle within the Rokuryo Society. After all, they were all gangsters; whoever died was a good thing for the residents of the virtual world.

Having seized control of the Rokuryu Society, Yamamoto finally ascended to the throne as its president. However, compared to the speed and method of his rise, the subsequent reforms astonished even the Rokuryu Society's internal staff. The Rokuryu Society was reorganized into the Yamamoto Company, divesting itself of its original businesses of loan sharking, drug trafficking, and brothels. The Yamamoto Company officially established a labor dispatch company, a real estate development company, and a liquor brand management company—all core businesses of the Yamamoto faction, except for the club. Yamamoto Uemon's actions were demonstrating to the world that the former yakuza Rokuryu Society was no more; what remained was a legitimate business, the Yamamoto Company.

As for the club, Shirakawa Kotori was finally released to live with Nanaka and Yamamoto Uemon, while the club was taken over by Kasei, no longer subordinate to the Yamamoto Company; at most, Kasei and Yamamoto Uemon simply had a good personal relationship.

Charlotte, however, remained at the club. Arima Teppei's mother's condition showed no improvement, and the enormous medical expenses forced her to continue working as a prostitute to pay off the debts, though she was unaware that it was all Kase's doing.

Kuroyukihime, meanwhile, was still haunted by Suwabe's dying words. Unfortunately, Kase hadn't seen her for days, only keeping her as a waitress to greet guests. Even with the club changing hands, her fate remained unchanged. Disappointed, Kuroyukihime began to waver. Was what Suwabe said that day true? Yet, she refused to believe it. She didn't want to believe the man who had hurt her; she wanted to believe Kase, but now she couldn't even see him. Kase had completely reduced her to the club's cash cow.

"Ah..."

An involuntary groan of pain interrupted Kuroyukihime's thoughts. The man on top of her had once again ejaculated deep into her tender honeypot with heavy breathing. The hot semen whipped against her uterine walls, causing Kuroyukihime to tremble uncontrollably, her lips parting into an unnatural, lewd expression.

This was her third customer today, exactly the same as before. Kase still only treated her as a tool for making money. After silently helping the customer get dressed, Kuroyukihime's large eyes were filled with tears of humiliation and resentment. Was Kase really deceiving her all along, as Suwabe had said?

No, she didn't want to believe that bastard, but the current situation seemed to confirm his words. She felt it necessary to confront Kase and get to the bottom of things.

Kasser's office is still on the 27th floor. The 28th floor is used to continue operating the club, and Kasser plans to buy a new location as a branch of the club, moving half of the main hostesses there. Kuroyukihime, Kotegawa Yui, and Akiyama Mio will likely remain here, while Charlotte and Ashizuki Iori will probably move to the new location to greet guests.

Today, unusually, there were no customers at the back. Kuroyukihime quickly put on her clothes and hurried downstairs to find Kasser. Perhaps her master would be there, though she wasn't entirely sure.

However, just as she approached Kase's office, a woman's seductive moans reached her ears, sending a chill down her spine. But Kuroyukihime composed herself and pressed her ear to the door:

"Ah... Mr. Kase... so good... so good..."

"Hmm... Charlotte... you're... amazing too... your breasts are so big..."

It turned out her master was having an affair with Charlotte. Just as Kuroyukihime was about to sell her body, her beloved master was cheating on her with a club hostess. Silent tears streamed down her cheeks. Kuroyukihime hadn't expected to be betrayed by Kase.

"Ah... Mr. Kase... the medical expenses for Teppei's mother... ah..."

"Hmm... don't worry, Charlotte, as long as you... serve me like this every time... that little bit of money is nothing... Kuroyukihime's popularity has soared recently, the club's income... more than enough to cover this..."

“…That…that’s really…thank you, Mr. Kase…ah…”

The final long moan was followed by a unique melody of Kase’s heavy breathing and Charlotte’s soft, lewd cries. Of course, Kuroyukihime, having served countless customers, knew this was merely the frenzy before their final climax.

Kuroyukihime had lost all interest in listening to Kase and Charlotte’s illicit affair. Her resentment towards Kase had completely transformed into rage. Was everything Suwabe said true? No, there was still something she couldn’t confirm. Kuroyukihime thought for a moment and decided to check it herself, even if it meant using unconventional methods.

“Schloss,”

she glanced at the shop’s sign, making sure she was sure before entering.

The shop wasn’t too crowded. Besides a red-haired beauty and an unremarkable man greeting customers at the counter, there was only a large-breasted black-haired maid with a ponytail moving about, attending to the occasional customer requests.

Kuroyukihime had actually been to this shop before and knew about its special services. She had also witnessed the outrageous things Suwabe had done there. If it weren't for specifically verifying what Suwabe had said, Kuroyukihime would never have wanted to come to this kind of shop again.

Finding a corner to sit alone, she ordered a normal coffee and kept glancing at the man next to the red-haired beauty, the shop owner, Giger.

Actually, Giger had seen this long-haired beauty, whom he had slept with in a wife-swapping game with Kasei, as soon as Kuroyukihime entered. However, with his wife Rias by his side, Giger couldn't openly flirt with her, so he could only steal glances at her occasionally while attending to customers.

After busying himself for a while, he noticed Kuroyukihime was still sitting there, and unfortunately, he couldn't enjoy her this time. He sighed and made an excuse to go to the restroom, leaving the counter.

Seeing her target finally acting alone, Kuroyukihime calmly stood up. After glancing at Rias and Akeno Himejima to make sure they wouldn't bother her, she secretly followed them into the men's restroom. Fortunately, there weren't too many customers today, and Kuroyukihime figured no one would notice her.

Giger, somewhat annoyed that he couldn't get close to Kuroyukihime this time, reluctantly pulled out his penis to relieve himself. However, before the urine could even fill his urethra, his already erect penis was tightly grasped by a gentle little hand.

"Hmm?"

Somewhat surprised, Giger turned around and saw the beautiful girl Kuroyukihime wearing black stockings and a short skirt behind him.

“Miss Kuroyukihime…you…”

“Oh? Mr. Giger actually recognizes me…”

He immediately realized he had let something slip. He and Kuroyukihime had hardly ever spoken, yet he knew her name. If that exposed the whole thing…

“Well…Miss Kuroyukihime…Mr. Kase is a regular here. Of course, I’ve heard him mention you before. Besides, this isn’t your first time here, so I recognized you…”

In his panic, Giger could only make up a lie to get by, even ignoring the unusual fact that Kuroyukihime was still holding his penis and he couldn’t urinate.

"Hehe, it's alright. I just wanted to confirm something with Mr. Giger."

"But... I'm still urinating, so..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Giger, I'll help you in a bit."

Before Giger could figure out the meaning of those words, Kuroyukihime's expression suddenly turned serious, her snow-white face filled with an aura of authority as she pressed towards Giger.

"Mr. Giger, I don't want to beat around the bush anymore, I'll just ask you directly. Did Kase use me and Miss Rias as a bargaining chip to play a wife-swapping game with you? Please answer me directly."

"This..."

Of course, Giger didn't want to say such a thing casually, but the look in Kuroyukihime's dark eyes was one of absolute determination, making Giger stammer and unable to answer for a moment.

Seeing Giger's hesitation, Kuroyukihime first stared at him with her beautiful eyes for a while, then smiled slightly as if she understood something, and then slid down to his crotch, kneeling between Giger's legs, and directly took Giger's still exposed penis into her mouth.

The penis suddenly entered her warm mouth, and at that moment, the urge to urinate that had subsided suddenly surged back up. He then remembered that he had been interrupted by Kuroyukihime when he was about to urinate.

"Miss Kuroyukihime... your tongue is too flexible... don't move like that, I'm afraid you'll urinate..."

However, Kuroyukihime didn't seem to care, as if she was intentionally urging Gig, her tongue still playfully wriggling, her hands already involuntarily grasping Kuroyukihime's nipples. Gig's endurance had been reduced to zero. Fine, I can't hold back anymore. Thinking of giving up, Gig finally released his urethral sphincter and sprayed a large amount of urine into Kuroyukihime's esophagus.

Using her throat to swallow the fierce stream of urine with skillful peristalsis, Kuroyukihime herself felt a little sad that her work at the club had made her so adept at such lewd play.

“Mr. Giger, consider this an advance payment. As long as you answer my questions, Kuroyukihime’s mouth is yours for today. Drinking urine, oral sex, sucking eggs, even anal licking—I’ll do it all. How about it? Isn’t this a good deal?”

Giger, driven by lust, no longer hesitated, willing to exchange an old secret for a day’s use of Kuroyukihime’s mouth. He figured Kuroyukihime would probably just go back and argue with Kase anyway, so what did it have to do with him?

“You promise you won’t tell Rias?”

“Of course.”

“Alright then. Indeed, Kase and I played a wife-swapping game. You were really cute in bed that time…”

Kuroyukihime’s eyes welled with tears again, her last hope shattered. Her master, Kase, had truly been using her as a bargaining chip. Master, what did you really think of me?

Kuroyukihime still resented Kase, but Giger had already pushed her into a toilet stall.

"Miss Kuroyukihime, do you still remember your promise?"

"Of course. What would Mr. Giger like to play?"

"Anal licking, I've wanted to try it for a long time, but Rias always refused."

Kuroyukihime suppressed her inner pain, gave a seductive smile, and unzipped Giger's pants. Kneeling behind him, she gently grasped his penis with one hand, then her nimble, delicate tongue extended from her soft lips, exploring Giger's anus…

"Oh…"

With a comfortable groan from Giger, Kuroyukihime's tongue began its attentive service.

"Kase, remember, I will repay you tenfold for the humiliation you inflicted upon me."

…

One week later.

After dinner, Casse dragged Charlotte into his office for some lewd fun. However, the white-haired, large-breasted beauty magically produced a glass of wine .

"Mr. Casse," she said, "this is mixed with a secret drug I got from somewhere. After drinking it, it will make men even more vigorous in bed..."

Seeing Charlotte's seductive smile, Casse snatched the glass and downed it before she could finish explaining. He then pounced on Charlotte's soft body and began thrusting into her, continuing his vigorous movements until a cloud of black mist enveloped his consciousness, yet he never relinquished the beautiful girl's body beneath him.

...

"Miss Kuroyukihime, he's already here,"

Charlotte said, pointing to a sack lying on the ground by the sea.

"Yes, thank you, Charlotte. I've found out. Teppei's mother's illness was actually much better. It was Kase who deliberately had the hospital administer drugs to make her so weak she couldn't be discharged, all to imprison you."

"I know that too, but I didn't know how to get rid of him. Anyway, thank you, Miss Kuroyukihime. I can finally be with Teppei now."

"It's nothing. If you hadn't gotten Teppei to get Kase out of the club, I really wouldn't have been able to."

"Not at all, it's what I should do."

...

Finally regaining consciousness, Kase was confused. He felt like he was just moments ago thrusting his penis against Charlotte's alluring body, but now he was in this dark, cramped space.

He tried to reach out and touch his surroundings, but his limbs wouldn't obey him. After struggling, he realized he was bound.

With a gurgling sound, he tried to scream, but his nose and mouth were filled with a large amount of salty seawater.

What was happening? How could this be? Where was he? Was he underwater? Kuroyukihime, Charlotte, where were you? "Kuroyukihime, please help me, please help me..."

Struggling and rummaging inside the sack, Kase was unaware that he had already been tied to a heavy cement sack and sunk to the bottom of the sea. The overwhelming sense of impending suffocation assaulted his nerves; he could barely breathe through his nose, he wanted to scream but couldn't, his lungs were filled with water, this near-death experience was driving him insane.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the most terrifying part. As a real person, because he had already been injected with an anti-logout fluid, he couldn't log off, but he also couldn't die in the virtual world. He could only struggle and toss and turn repeatedly in this near-death experience, trapped in this endless terrifying cycle...

...

One month later.

The waves on the beach gradually grew stronger. Kuroyukihime gently tucked her slightly ruffled long hair behind her ear with her slender fingers, turned around to leave the beach, and realized that Yamamoto Uemon and Shirakawa Kotori were behind her.

"I heard Kase is missing?"

"..."

"Virtual sex slaves can't kill their masters. Where could you have hidden Kase? Buried him alive? In a deep mountain valley, or..."

Yamamoto glanced at Kuroyukihime's reaction, smiled, and continued,

"Or perhaps he's at the bottom of this ocean right here?"

"Who knows..."

Kuroyukihime showed no other expression, subconsciously touching her stomach, then turned and strode away.

"Whose child is it?"

"I don't know, but it's my child, and that's enough."

"What will you do now?"

"The system's rules are unavoidable, and my profession can't be changed, but I will raise my child well..."

After saying this, Kuroyukihime ignored Yamamoto Uemon, who was embracing Shirakawa Kotori, and left the ocean without looking back, heading towards the unknown...

[The End]

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