[Fantasy] Anime Girls (Complete) - 22-24

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Chapter Twenty-Five:

The final exams at Xiufeng Academy finally ended, and the socialites welcomed their summer vacation.

Charlotte, who had arranged to meet Sylvia at the entrance of Xiufeng Academy to go shopping together, lazily covered her mouth with her long, slender fingers as she yawned. She couldn't help it; she'd been too tired lately. Preparing for final exams and constantly dealing with Vincent's various advances at night had made sleep deprivation a regular occurrence for Charlotte. However, Vincent's rewards were always too tempting, and last time, a simple act of breast play had earned her a custom-made Burberry bag, so despite her exhaustion, Charlotte felt the hardship was worthwhile.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Charlotte, have you been waiting long?" Sylvia asked, a little embarrassed to see Charlotte already waiting for her.

"No, I just arrived early," Charlotte replied. Perhaps out of guilt towards Sylvia, she didn't want to keep her waiting. This strange thought even amused her; could such a trivial matter make up for her immoral act of sleeping with her friend's father?

"Ah, Charlotte, your bag is a custom-made Burberry! It's so beautiful! Where did you buy it?" Sylvia seemed to have noticed Charlotte's bag and asked admiringly.

"Oh? Thank you, Sylvia. Actually, it's a gift from a distant relative."

Charlotte couldn't tell herself that this so-called relative was her newly adopted father, given to her as payment for his services in bed, especially since this person was Sylvia's biological father. So she just made up an excuse.

"Hehe, it's really beautiful." The straightforward Sylvia didn't doubt Charlotte's words too much.

"He didn't come to my birthday party last time, and Dad only gave me a regular Hermes bag later."

Sylvia was always quite straightforward. Although she wasn't particularly interested in these bags, seeing Charlotte's exquisite custom-made Burberry, coupled with Vincent not celebrating her birthday, she still said these words with a hint of envy and a little anger.

Charlotte knew, of course, that Vincent had originally intended to give Sylvia the bag she was carrying, but she couldn't explain this in front of Sylvia, so she had to find another way to comfort her.

"Hehe, actually, Uncle Vincent loves Sylvia a lot too. I could tell the last time we met."

"Actually, Dad likes Charlotte a lot too. After we met, he praised Charlotte for being beautiful, smart, and cute..."

"Sylvia, my friend, maybe you're right. Your father does like me, especially in bed..."

Hearing her usually strong-willed friend gossip like this, Charlotte could only smile wryly, thinking about what had just been said, and followed Sylvia into the luxurious car belonging to the Hosen family that was taking them shopping...

Yeno Middle School places great emphasis on mathematics education, so every summer they hold math competition tutoring classes, especially focusing on students who achieve good results in math competitions.

At this moment, Hiroshi Ohba could only receive a call from the school with a worried expression, preparing to leave home for a week to receive specialized math tutoring in the outlying town.

"Hey, Hiro-kun, do you want this?" Kuroyukihime, like a newlywed wife, helped Hiro ōba unpack his luggage in his room, casually pointing to a piece of clothing and asking him.

"Hey, Hiro-kun," Kuroyukihime noticed that Hiro ōba was still in a daze, and gave him a slightly annoyed, playful scolding.

"Ah... I'm sorry..." Hiro ōba realized he had been lost in thought and felt like apologizing to Kuroyukihime.

Seeing Hiroshi ōba's absent-minded look, Kuroyukihime put down her luggage, stood up, and walked to his side. She leaned her fragrant body against him.

"Hey, Hiro-kun, don't be discouraged. I don't want to be separated from you either, but this tutoring class organized by the school is a recognition of your abilities, so please go to class properly, okay?" ōba

knew he was being a bit willful. He reached back and wrapped his arm around Kuroyukihime's slender waist. Lately, ōba had become much more proactive in his interactions, no longer

blushing large eyes a few times, a gentle smile playing on her lips, and slowly moved her lips closer to ōba's. The room filled with the sounds of their lips meeting… After finally

seeing ōba off, he was still reluctant to leave at the station. Kuroyukihime could only gently persuade him, acting like both a wife and a mother, kissing and hugging him to send him on his way. The week that Hiroshi Oba was away was crucial; it was a critical period for her to complete her mission, so Kuroyukihime had to persuade him to leave.

During this time, she had been staying at Hiroshi's house, and Kuroyukihime, claiming it was to express her gratitude, had volunteered to cook. So, after seeing Hiroshi off, she went straight to the supermarket to buy ingredients for dinner. Of course, what motivated her so much effort today wasn't just fulfilling her promise to cook, but also preparing for the mission that would begin tonight.

After buying the ingredients, Kuroyukihime returned home and began preparing. Keisuke Oba usually returned home very late, often not having eaten dinner until 7 or 8 pm, so Kuroyukihime had prepared quite a few dishes today. She had mixed in almost every dish the medicine Suwabe Toru had given her, because Kuroyukihime didn't know which of the medicines Keisuke Oba would take or not; Keisuke Oba was always carefree about food and never picky.

After preparing dinner and hiding the night-time camera in the bedroom, Kuroyukihime changed into a black dress and black stockings, and sat quietly in the living room waiting for Keisuke Oba's return.

As the clock struck eight, the voice Kuroyukihime had been eagerly awaiting finally came from the entrance hall: ōba Keisuke had returned.

Kuroyukihime quickly went to greet him, saying "Thank you for your hard work," and obediently took his coat from him, carrying it into the living room. She did this not only to win ōba Keisuke's favor, but more importantly, to turn off his phone. It would be terrible if ōba Hiroshi or anyone else called at a crucial moment. And not only ōba Keisuke's phone, but also the house phone and her own cell phone were temporarily disconnected by Kuroyukihime.

"Uncle Keisuke, I've prepared dinner. Haven't you eaten yet?" Having made preparations, Kuroyukihime returned to the living room and asked ōba Keisuke, who was resting on the sofa, if he had eaten dinner.

As expected, ōba Keisuke skipped dinner again. Recently, the prosecutor's office led by ōba Keisuke had been cracking down hard on the Rokuryō-sha, the largest yakuza gang in the 11th district, arresting several key members, including Rokuryō Junjirō. The legal documents for the indictment were also nearly ready, indicating significant progress. ōba Keisuke was even confident that he could completely dismantle this large criminal organization that dominated the 11th district within a year or two.

Hearing Kuroyukihime's voice, ōba Keisuke slightly raised his head and smiled. "Yes, speaking of which, I haven't had dinner yet. Have you and Hiro eaten? By the way, I haven't seen Hiro today."

"Hiro-kun received a notice from school this morning to attend a math tutoring training camp in the outskirts. He won't be back for a week."

"Oh? That's a good opportunity for Hiro. He rarely participates in group activities, let alone tutoring classes." ōba Keisuke said, standing up and sitting down at the table with Kuroyukihime.

"Wow, so many dishes! Did you make them all?" ōba Keisuke was slightly surprised to see the table full of what could be described as a feast.

"Yes, that's right. Hiro-kun mentioned before he left that Uncle Keisuke had asked me to make them, so I thought that if Uncle Keisuke, who has worked hard all day, could have a good dinner, he might recover a lot of energy and strength." Kuroyukihime abandoned her mature and girlish demeanor in front of ōba Hiro, instead displaying a cute and girlish attitude in front of ōba Keisuke to win his favor.

"Hehe, have you eaten yet? If you don't mind, keep me company." Oba Keisuke had never liked being alone. Since his wife's death, he had always been afraid of loneliness deep down. So, he was always a workaholic at work, and at home, he tried to spend as much time as possible with Oba Hiro, always using excuses like checking on his studies. Perhaps it was this close-knit lifestyle that made both him and Oba Hiro feel exhausted.

Kuroyukihime, of course, had been waiting for Oba Keisuke's invitation. Hearing his words, she nodded and pulled up a chair to sit next to him. This was slightly different from usual; Kuroyukihime usually sat next to Oba Hiro, opposite Oba Keisuke.

Oba Keisuke didn't notice the slight change in Kuroyukihime's seating arrangement. Smelling the aroma of food, Oba Keisuke finally remembered his hunger and picked up his chopsticks, putting food into his mouth.

"Hmm, Kuroyukihime, your cooking is excellent." After eating a bit, ōba Keisuke seemed quite satisfied with the food and praised it.

"Hehe, thank you, Uncle Keisuke. This is also to thank you and Hiro for letting me stay here and practice so hard."

"Not at all, I think I should be thanking you. It's because of you that Hiro has changed a lot, become more cheerful, and his grades have been very good lately. He not only got a good ranking in the math competition, but his final exam results were also good. His teacher even sent a text message praising him."

ōba Keisuke had been very happy about Hiro's changes lately, and he believed that Kuroyukihime's help had led to these positive changes.

At this moment, ōba Keisuke felt a little hot for some reason, probably because it was the height of summer. He loosened his tie and slightly loosened the collar of his shirt. ōba Keisuke felt that the atmosphere at home was a little off today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

A faint fragrance began to waft into Keisuke ōba's nostrils, but it wasn't the aroma of food; rather, it was the scent of the beautiful girl beside him. ōba didn't realize that his attention had shifted from the food to Kuroyukihime's body.

Seeing that ōba seemed to be getting into the mood, Kuroyukihime gave him a delicate smile.

"It's all thanks to Hiro-kun's hard work, and Uncle Keisuke's encouragement and guidance were also crucial." ōba

didn't react significantly to Kuroyukihime's words, but instead focused his gaze on her face. Today, Kuroyukihime seemed to be wearing light makeup; her snow-white cheeks were tinged with cherry blossom pink, and her beautiful eyes, blinking unintentionally, seemed to be whispering sweet nothings. Her delicate lips were also painted a light pink, making one want to kiss her.

Kuroyukihime's legs, encased in black stockings, rubbed together slightly beneath her dress, creating soft hissing sounds that aroused Keisuke Ohba's sensitive nerves. Realizing something was amiss, Keisuke broke out in a cold sweat, wondering what was wrong with him.

"And, I also want to express my gratitude to Uncle Keisuke,"

Kuroyukihime's charming voice made Keisuke's heart race. He hadn't expected to be so affected by the voice of a 14-year-old girl, to react so strongly.

"...Ah...that..." Keisuke was now somewhat incoherent. His chopsticks had long been set aside, and he didn't know what he was expecting. Suddenly, he felt flustered, and his lower body inexplicably began to stir, slightly straining his pants.

"Well, Uncle Keisuke, I'm actually very grateful to you, so please accept this special gift I've prepared for you today." With

a charming voice, Kuroyukihime straightened up, offering her soft, fragrant body to Keisuke Oba.

Although a sliver of reason still lingered in his mind, telling him he should push Kuroyukihime away, Keisuke's hands seemed to belong to no one else, directly encircling Kuroyukihime's slender waist, using his actions to completely banish that thought from his mind…

…

Fate changed from that moment.

Chapter Twenty-Six

"Mmm…"

As Keisuke Oba's hands climbed onto her slender waist, Kuroyukihime pressed her lips directly against the same spot on Keisuke's body. The restaurant began to echo with Kuroyukihime's seductive moans during the kiss.

Kuroyukihime actively plunged her tongue into Keisuke Oba's thick lips, her sweet saliva being continuously sucked into her mouth by Keisuke. Their tongues intertwined, producing lewd smacking sounds.

The warm breath of the beautiful girl tickled his face, making ōba Keisuke increasingly unable to control himself. His large hand reached down to Kuroyukihime's crotch, pulling down her black stockings and roaming over her already wet lips.

"No...don't..." Kuroyukihime suddenly cried out,

"Uncle Keisuke...no...not here...let's do it in the room..."

When ōba Keisuke heard the word "no," he was disappointed, thinking Kuroyukihime was going to refuse him. But when Kuroyukihime only suggested going to the bedroom, ōba Keisuke couldn't wait any longer. He picked up Kuroyukihime and quickly carried her into his bedroom, where a high-definition camera had already been installed.

ōba Keisuke placed Kuroyukihime on the bed. Just as he was about to take off his clothes, Kuroyukihime grabbed his impatient hand and pulled him onto the bed as well, stretching out her legs and sitting on it. Kuroyukihime simply pulled down her panties and hung them on her legs. Then, she slowly placed her hands on Oba Keisuke's shoulders, placed one small hand near her lips, took a deep breath, and lowered her snowy buttocks, offering her virginity—which she had always wanted Kase to possess—directly to Oba Keisuke.

"Ah..." The middle-aged man's thick, hard penis, burning hot, directly pierced Kuroyukihime's hymen and reached her cervix, causing Kuroyukihime to let out a painful groan. The thought that she had given her virginity to someone she didn't like at all brought tears of sorrow and pain to Kuroyukihime's large eyes, which slid down her pink cheeks.

To avoid Oba Keisuke seeing her tearful expression, Kuroyukihime could only sway her buttocks, rubbing her vulva against Oba Keisuke, while resting her chin on Oba Keisuke's broad shoulder, her small mouth emitting moans and cries of pleasure from the thrusting of his penis.

At this moment, Keisuke ōba's entire attention was focused on his penis, so he naturally didn't notice Kuroyukihime's tears. He breathed heavily as he thrust wave after wave of pleasure into Kuroyukihime's tight honey hole, wishing he could directly force his penis open her cervix and thrust it into her tender uterus.

"Ah... Keisuke... Uncle Keisuke... you... are so big... slower... please... slower..."

Due to the drug he had taken from Rokkakusha, Keisuke ōba's rough movements, burning hot from the drug, were almost too much for the inexperienced Kuroyukihime to bear. Although Kuroyukihime had always maintained her virginity, she had quite a bit of experience in sexual services. Normally, dealing with the middle-aged Keisuke ōba shouldn't have been too difficult, but after all, this was her first time, and because of the drug, Keisuke ōba's thrusts were very forceful each time. So, Kuroyukihime was like a flower bud trampled in a storm, swaying and weeping in Keisuke ōba's arms.

Keisuke ōba showed no mercy, gripping Kuroyukihime's slender waist tightly with both hands. A surge of heat drove him to violently thrust into her deep, tender passage. Kuroyukihime's long, shapely legs, clad in black stockings, could only wrap around ōba's broad waist, allowing his thrusts to fully penetrate and possess her.

Both ōba and Kuroyukihime were now covered in a fine layer of sweat. Amidst the swirling sweat, Kuroyukihime's body rose and fell, allowing his penis to fully experience the tightness of her vaginal muscles. Because of ōba's powerful upward thrusts, his dark-skinned testicles slapped against Kuroyukihime's white buttocks, the sound of his penis churning her juices as it entered her honeyed depths making the soft moans emanating from the young girl even more wanton.

"Ah...ah...so good...ah..." After the initial period of pain subsided, her emotions were gradually stirred by the pleasure of the penis thrusting in and out. Kuroyukihime's snow-white skin turned a cherry-pink, and her nectar flowed uncontrollably from her uterus, each thrust drawing out a large amount.

ōba Keisuke remained silent, panting heavily as he frantically took from Kuroyukihime like a sex machine. His penis moved faster than before, the glans thrusting hard against her cervix with each entry, sending waves of tingling pleasure deep within Kuroyukihime's body.

"Hmm...hum...oh...hmm..." Both of them uttered incomprehensible sounds, completely absorbed in their physical union. ōba Keisuke gripped Kuroyukihime's slender waist tightly with both hands, using it as leverage, his penis seemingly bouncing and showing signs of ejaculation.

Kuroyukihime completely let go, forgetting everything else and only thinking about getting more pleasure from ōba Keisuke. She draped her arms over his shoulders, occasionally offering her lips for a few kisses. With a rapid

thrust, without warning, ōba Keisuke let out a low growl and thrust his penis against her cervix, forcefully ejaculating into Kuroyukihime's womb.

The sudden heat made Kuroyukihime shudder, her beautiful legs clamping tightly together as she clung to ōba Keisuke, welcoming the moment his semen entered her womb.

"Huff...huff..." After ejaculating, both of them were breathing heavily. Oba Keisuke's penis remained inside Kuroyukihime, not withdrawn. They looked at each other, their expressions unreadable—awkward, excited, or something else entirely. After a brief pause, Kuroyukihime offered her lips again. This action seemed to make Oba Keisuke forget reality; he pried open her pink lips and began sucking on her tongue. A series of lewd sounds filled the air.

While they were still kissing, Kuroyukihime suddenly seemed to sense something. Her pupils dilated rapidly, as if something unbelievable had happened.

"Uncle...Kei...how come you...are hard again..."

Kuroyukihime cried out in surprise as she parted her lips.

In reality, Suwabe Toru didn't tell Kuroyukihime the drug's power; it wasn't just an aphrodisiac, but also significantly enhanced sexual potency. ōba Keisuke was already in good health and not too old, so if the woman was weak, there was a risk of him driving her to shock after taking the drug. Of course, while Suwabe Toru was a pervert, he would never tell Kuroyukihime this.

ōba Keisuke, his eyes bloodshot, his penis gradually swelling until it filled Kuroyukihime's narrow vagina. This time, ōba Keisuke pushed Kuroyukihime down, pressing his large body directly onto the delicate girl, switching to the missionary position. He spread Kuroyukihime's beautiful legs into an "M" shape with his hands and began to move roughly inside her again.

"Ah...how...how...how could this be...how...possible..."

Kuroyukihime seemed incredulous at Oba Keisuke's strength. He had only ejaculated five minutes earlier and was already erect again, with the thrusting force no less than before. Her small mouth breathed heavily, helplessly allowing Oba Keisuke's penis to enter and exit her vagina under his control.

Kuroyukihime's beautiful legs swayed like lotus blossoms emerging from water, her vagina tightly gripping his penis. The intense battle hadn't subsided; Kuroyukihime's two snow-white arms lay limply on the bed, her mouth unable to close, constantly exhaling hot breaths, hoping to alleviate the intense stimulation from the thrusting.

The penis moved in and out of her vagina, roughly churning the vaginal muscles. Each time it was withdrawn, it brought out large amounts of blood-tinged vaginal fluid and pink vaginal flesh.

Keisuke ōba was completely consumed by desire, using Kuroyukihime's body only as a means to release his pent-up urges. So, upon experiencing the pleasure of ejaculation, ōba disregarded Kuroyukihime's feelings, thrusting deeply again, this time with even greater force than before. The tip of his penis even stretched open the cervix, directly ejaculating onto the uterine wall.

Again, without warning, Kuroyukihime let out a high-pitched, seductive moan, her beautiful legs struggling in ōba's large hands. With a splash, along with this thrust, Kuroyukihime also released a large gush of fluid, drenching the still-jumping, ejaculating penis head inside her.

After two ejaculations, Kuroyukihime felt a wave of weakness in her lower body. She thought she'd probably have trouble walking tomorrow. She didn't even have the strength to tidy her long, sweat-drenched black hair. Her small breasts rose and fell with her tired panting, and her dark eyes were partially obscured by her eyelids, making the beautiful girl look listless.

Oba Keisuke, also panting after two torrential ejaculations, withdrew his penis. With a whoosh, the fluids released from their two encounters, along with traces of blood from Kuroyukihime's virginity, flowed from her vagina. Her pink vulva, having been roughly ravaged for so long, hadn't yet returned to its original shape, only slowly opening and closing with her breathing.

Watching the pink opening of her vagina contract and expand slightly like a small mouth, Keisuke Ohba felt another surge of heat rush into his penis from her lower abdomen. His desire was aroused again, and he flipped Kuroyukihime over on the bed, pressing down on the beautiful girl's soft, sweaty body from behind. His lower abdomen pressed against her upturned buttocks, and his penis pressed against her still-unrecovered lips.

"No...no...Keisuke...Uncle Keisuke...please...spare me..."

When Kuroyukihime realized that she was about to be taken by Keisuke Ohba for the third time, she began to beg him to let her go with a sobbing voice. At this moment, Kuroyukihime's usual calmness, charm, and maturity beyond her years were nowhere to be seen. All that remained was the lowly groveling of a girl who could not bear the humiliation, begging for mercy on the bed.

However, the soft, seductive pleas for mercy were merely a catalyst for ōba Keisuke to become even more aroused. Instead of stopping her, they fueled ōba Keisuke's sadistic tendencies. He gripped Kuroyukihime's shoulders tightly with both hands, his lower abdomen pressed firmly against her buttocks, and he could even feel the dense layer of fragrant sweat on her body. His penis, meanwhile, stretched open her vaginal opening and began thrusting in and out without restraint.

"Ah...ah..."

The third round of exploitation began. This time, Kuroyukihime couldn't even beg for mercy. She could only moan rhythmically with the frequency of ōba Keisuke's thrusts, like a lamb to the slaughter, letting ōba Keisuke ravage her on the bed...

That night, Kuroyukihime was like a human doll on the bed, being tossed and turned by ōba Keisuke in various positions, being ravaged and trampled on. The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time, until finally Kuroyukihime lost count of how many times it was. She only knew to moan softly in response to ōba Keisuke's penis, swaying her hips and waist, and her lower body could feel obvious swelling.

As dawn broke, the all-night sexual battle finally ended with Keisuke Ohba ejaculating into Kuroyukihime's body for the last time. Kuroyukihime was now covered in Ohba's desire; her long black hair, black dress, and black stockings were all stained with yellow and white marks. However, Kuroyukihime was too exhausted to change. After Ohba ejaculated, he collapsed onto her and slowly fell asleep. The exhausted young woman could only embrace the middle-aged man and drift into a deep sleep…

Neither of them noticed the night camera in the closet, which had been diligently recording their embarrassing night, diligently storing the entire scene on its massive memory card…

Chapter Twenty-Seven

: It was nearly noon. Ohba shook his heavy head, as if he had been punched, and straightened up slightly from Kuroyukihime, a tingling sensation spreading through his lower back.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, ōba Keisuke looked down and saw Kuroyukihime, still wearing a black dress and with her beautiful eyes closed, lying beneath him. ōba Keisuke then vaguely recalled what had happened the previous night. Their lower bodies were still joined. He abruptly sat up, waking Kuroyukihime as well.

"Mmm… Uncle… Keisuke… do you want more… I… can't take it anymore…"

Kuroyukihime murmured seductively. ōba Keisuke felt his head was about to explode. He had actually slept with his son's girlfriend, and a 14-year-old girl at that.

"What's going on here?" ōba Keisuke shook Kuroyukihime awake and demanded an explanation.

Kuroyukihime was shaken awake by Keisuke Ohba's somewhat rough movements. She looked at him sleepily,

"Uncle Keisuke, what's wrong?"

"What happened? I... how could I..." Keisuke Ohba couldn't finish his sentence, only repeating his earlier question, hoping Kuroyukihime would tell him what had happened. He only knew that he had slept with Kuroyukihime last night; he barely remembered anything before that. It was as if one second he was eating dinner in his own dining room, and the next second he was having a passionate encounter with Kuroyukihime in bed. The transition was as if someone had erased it from his mind; he remembered nothing at all.

Kuroyukihime naturally knew this was the effect of the Rokkasho drug, but to achieve her goal, she could only feign a mournful look at Keisuke Ohba and say,

"Last night, I was having dinner with Uncle Keisuke at the restaurant. Uncle Keisuke thanked me for making Hiro-kun make such a big change, and then... then..." Kuroyukihime paused, her large eyes turning away, no longer looking at Keisuke Ohba.

"What happened after that?" ōba Keisuke seemed to sense something was wrong; a layer of cold sweat had already formed on his forehead.

"After that, I don't know why, Uncle Keisuke said he really liked me, and forcibly hugged me... and dragged me into the bedroom... Waaaaah..."

Kuroyukihime had completely abandoned her usual aloof and elegant princess-queen image at school, and instead, like an innocent little girl, she cried and poured out her heart to ōba Keisuke, deliberately altering the events of the previous night and placing all the blame on ōba Keisuke.

"But... I don't remember anything at all..."

ōba Keisuke couldn't believe he had done such a thing, his brows furrowed as he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Uncle Keisuke... could it be... could it be... you don't admit it... this was my first time..."

Kuroyukihime raised her tearful eyes and stared at ōba Keisuke. Those dark eyes that usually made ōba Hiroshi feel ashamed now made ōba Keisuke panic, thinking that Kuroyukihime despised him for shirking responsibility.

"No...I..."

Although Keisuke ōba was much older than Kuroyukihime, women had a natural advantage in such matters, especially for a middle-aged man like ōba who had a strong sense of responsibility.

Seeing that ōba was speechless, Kuroyukihime magically smiled, leaned closer, and whispered in his ear in a slightly immature tone,

"But, Uncle Keisuke is so amazing, Kuroyukihime feels so good..."

Kuroyukihime knew that the effects of the drug from Rokkaseisha lasted a long time, and deliberately used such lewd words to arouse ōba's desire. Sure enough, after hearing this, ōba became even more flustered, unsure whether to push Kuroyukihime away or embrace her.

Kuroyukihime smiled seductively, raising her arms to remove her dress, revealing her snow-white skin to ōba Keisuke. She gave him a few seconds to admire it before one small hand grasped his penis.

"Keisuke... Uncle... um... your thing is really amazing... give it to Kuroyukihime again..."

Perhaps it was the effect of the drugs, perhaps it was his infatuation with Kuroyukihime's body, or perhaps a combination of both, but ōba Keisuke's remaining rationality was once again stirred. His hands, which should have pushed Kuroyukihime away, changed their posture, instead embracing the beautiful girl, causing the owner of those hands to once again succumb to dark desire. And along with her, ōba Keisuke's usual pride—his sense of responsibility, his family, and his love for his deceased wife—also succumbed.

In the early morning, the Oba family home was once again filled with a symphony of desire, a mixture of the slapping sounds of flesh intertwining and the alluring moans of a beautiful girl…

For the next three or four days, Oba Keisuke seemed to have given up on himself, relentlessly engaging in sexual intercourse with Kuroyukihime. He practically glued himself to the bedroom with her after work. Initially, Kuroyukihime was more proactive, but on the fourth day, Oba Keisuke would pull Kuroyukihime into the bedroom as soon as he entered the house for their own indulgence. At first, Kuroyukihime thought it was due to the lingering effects of the drug, but it wasn't until the fourth and fifth days that she realized Oba Keisuke was truly infatuated with her body.

Perhaps out of guilt towards his son, Oba Keisuke didn't call Hiroshi Oba once during the days he was attending math competition tutoring classes. Moreover, when Hiroshi Oba spoke to Kuroyukihime on the phone, he seemed to intentionally or unintentionally avoid her. Seeing this, Kuroyukihime would only give him a few perfunctory words each time before hanging up, trying her best not to give Oba Keisuke any opportunity to think alone at home.

...

Hiro Ohba stood excitedly in front of the station. After a week away from home attending a boring math class, he was finally back. This tutoring camp felt like a year had passed. However, it was slightly strange; he had called Kuroyukihime to tell her he was coming home today, but no one from his family came to pick him up at the station. Ohba didn't seem to mind, though. He adjusted his shoulder bag and hopped on the bus home.

When he opened the door, he saw Kuroyukihime wearing her usual black dress, which she often wore casually, picking up her shoes, seemingly preparing to leave.

"Ah... Hiro-kun..."

Seeing Hiro return, Kuroyukihime seemed slightly flustered than usual.

"Yes, Kuroyukihime, I'm back."

"Welcome back."

After a simple greeting, Kuroyukihime picked up a large handbag and headed out.

"Um... Kuroyukihime... what's this...?"

"Hehe, Hiro-kun, a classmate asked me to bring this. And to welcome Hiro-kun back, I'm going to buy lots and lots of delicious ingredients to make a delicious meal for you today... *kiss*..."

Kuroyukihime's handbag contained something she couldn't let Hiro see, so she had to make up a lie and add a kiss to deceive the naive Hiro. Of course, with that kiss, no matter how fake the reason, Hiro wouldn't care anymore.

"Then... where's Dad?"

"Uncle Keisuke is still the same; he won't get off work until very late tonight."

After saying this, Kuroyukihime said goodbye and left, leaving Hiro, who had just returned, behind.

Today, it was none other than Toru Suwabe from Rokkasei-sha who invited Kuroyukihime, and the location was still the same café called Schloss.

Kuroyukihime actually hated this café that offered lewd services, so she deliberately left home a little late today to avoid running into Hiroshi Oba on his way home. She didn't want to witness Suwabe staring at the beautiful café owner, Rias, with a lewd gaze as she milked her large breasts.

Taking a deep breath, and with the sound of the bell hanging on the door, Kuroyukihime entered the café she didn't want to go to. She thought that arriving late this time would avoid many embarrassing situations, but the scene before her still shocked her. Or more accurately, the shock this time was even greater than when she saw Rias milking her breasts.

Suwabe Toru sat comfortably on the high-backed sofa, legs spread wide, his large, thick penis positioned on the protruding, crimson tongue of Himejima Akeno, one of the coffee shop employees kneeling beneath him. He slowly urinated from the tip of his penis, the urine flowing down her tongue and into her mouth, where she gulped it down. After

about ten seconds, Suwabe Toru finished urinating, inserted his penis into Akeno's mouth, thrusting it in and out a few times, then patted the head of the kneeling beauty before him, marking the end of the service.

Akeno stood up, seductively licking her lips, smiled at Suwabe Toru, thanked him, and left his table.

"You're still such a pervert,"

Kuroyukihime murmured, seeing the lewd game over, before slowly walking to sit opposite Suwabe Toru and tossing her purse onto the table.

"Hehe, this is a special service at this coffee shop. To prove the authenticity of their coffee, any customer who buys more than five cups of coffee will have their beautiful waitress drink their urine. But then again, that's why the coffee here is ridiculously expensive... Hahaha."

Seeing Suwabe Toru's smug laughter, Kuroyukihime simply rolled her eyes at him.

"Hehe, speaking of which, did you complete the mission?"

Kuroyukihime didn't answer, but merely glanced at the handbag on the table, which was her response to Suwabe Toru.

"That's it? And you just threw it away so casually, you really have the temper of a princess or queen!"

Suwabe Toru complained to Kuroyukihime while casually pulling out his bag, rummaging through the camera and memory card, and opening them without a care in the world.

"Wow... I didn't expect this... Kuroyukihime, you're quite the wild one, you've been doing it quite a bit these past few days, wow... what position is this... very nice."

Suwabe Toru opened the camera and started commenting on it. Kuroyukihime never expected him to be watching these things in a coffee shop, her face flushed red with embarrassment, she called him an idiot and snatched the camera away, shutting it down.

"So, I've completed my mission, shouldn't I meet my master now?"

Faced with Kuroyukihime's request, Suwabe Toru just smiled slightly

. "Don't rush, by the way, let me let you hear the sound of the camera first." With that, Suwabe Toru picked up his phone, dialed a number, and handed it to Kuroyukihime after the call connected.

Kuroyukihime, unsure of Suwabe Toru's intentions, answered the phone with a puzzled look.

"Master... this is Kuroyukihime... are you alright?"

"Ah... it's Kuroyukihime... long time no see... I... I'm fine..."

"Master, I've completed my mission, we'll be meeting soon."

"Um... Kuroyukihime... I have some very bad news..."

"What is it?" Kuroyukihime's heart sank upon hearing Kase's words.

"The Rokkasei-sha wants you to continue staying by Oba Keisuke's side to monitor him, and... now they're forcing me to run a club, and... they also want you to entertain clients... otherwise... I..." Kase paused on the other end of the line, seemingly reluctant to continue.

Kuroyukihime, who already understood the meaning of the omitted sentence by Kase, gritted her teeth, raised her head and glared fiercely at Suwabe Toru, then softened her tone to comfort Kase,

"Master...it's...it's okay...tell Rokuryuusha...no matter what, as long as they don't hurt you, I'll do it..."

"I...I'm sorry...Kuroyukihime...I'm so useless, I've dragged you into this..."

"Master...don't...don't say that..."

"Beep..."

Just as Kuroyukihime was about to say a few more words to Kase, suddenly the other end went dead.

"Looks like they only gave Kase five minutes on the call," Suwabe Toru said with a hint of sarcasm as he saw Kuroyukihime helplessly hand the phone back to him.

"Who do you want me to serve?" Kuroyukihime seemed to have made up her mind immediately and asked Suwabe Toru directly.

"Hehe, I love your decisive personality. This time, the client is Fujii Naoto, who's also from the high school at Karino Junior High. He's the future heir to the Fujii Group. I heard your name was on the signboard at the newly opened club of Rokkasei-sha, so I specially paid a hefty sum to hire you for a month."

Kuroyukihime bit her lip, remaining silent. She naturally knew Fujii Naoto; he was the one who wrote the most love letters at school. However, Kuroyukihime had always disliked Fujii Naoto for bullying ordinary students because of his wealth, so she had never given him a kind look. This time, she was going to serve him—truly unpredictable. But for her master's sake, Kuroyukihime had no choice but to make up her mind.

"Alright, when will it start?"

"I'll let you know the time later. And be careful, don't expose your prostitution while you're staying in Oba, otherwise it will affect your mission to monitor Oba Keisuke. Heh, I can't guarantee Kasei's safety then."

Kuroyukihime ignored Suwabe Toru's words and asked directly,

"So, is there nothing else? I'll be going then."

Seeing Suwabe Toru nod slightly reluctantly, Kuroyukihime then left the shop, her fragrant body wafting out, not wanting to look at Suwabe Toru for even a second longer.

Watching Kuroyukihime's departing figure, Suwabe Toru couldn't hide the smug smile on his lips.

"Hehehe, Kuroyukihime, you never expected that it was your master, Kase, who suggested you serve customers, right? Hahahaha, nothing is more interesting than being betrayed by the person you risked your life to protect. Hahahaha, this master and slave pair is really too funny..."

Chapter Twenty-Eight:

Listlessly, he casually bought a few vegetables and returned to the Oba family. The simple dinner puzzled Oba Hiroshi. Wasn't he supposed to cook more dishes? Seeing Kuroyukihime's absent-minded appearance, Hiroshi ōba didn't press the matter and could only hastily eat the "luxurious dinner" that was supposed to welcome him back

...

It had been a week since he returned from his math tutoring class, and Hiroshi felt something was off about the house. His father hadn't seemed particularly busy lately, and seemed to be spending more time at home, but he didn't seem to want to talk to him much. Kuroyukihime, too, always seemed distracted. Although he always received a kiss in response to his questions, Hiroshi still felt something was amiss. Moreover, sometimes when Kuroyukihime and his father were home together, Kuroyukihime always seemed to have a flushed face, which looked charming and cute, but a sense of disharmony made him feel uneasy.

Of course, Hiroshi didn't want to dwell on these things too much. Since their secret rendezvous at the shrine during the school trip, Hiroshi had become completely devoted to Kuroyukihime, so at this moment, Hiroshi simply shook his head, trying to forget the sense of disharmony in his mind.

Recently, things haven't been all bad. A close friend he hadn't seen since elementary school suddenly came back for a few days of summer vacation. This friend is practically Hiroshi Ohba's first real friend. They both love model airplanes, so the friend doesn't dislike Ohba's personality. Therefore, Ohba has spent almost all his days at the friend's house playing with his model airplanes. When Kuroyukihime found out, she just smiled and said, "Hiroshi-kun is still such a child."

But actually, Kuroyukihime wasn't wrong. Ohba is only 14 years old, and he really is a child. His maturity can't compare to Kuroyukihime's, who is much more mature—well, probably in terms of sexual experience too

…

Almost a week had passed since Suwabe Toru asked to meet her, saying he was going to meet Fujii Naoto, but Suwabe Toru still hadn't informed her of the meeting place. The matter remained unresolved, leaving Kuroyukihime initially bewildered, but now somewhat numb. Since nothing had happened yet, worrying was pointless.

However, to continue monitoring and controlling ōba Keisuke, Kuroyukihime had been using every opportunity while ōba Hiroshi was away to have sex with him. But then again, from ōba Keisuke's perspective, it was more like he was using every opportunity while his son was away to possess Kuroyukihime's body.

Today, ōba Hiroshi was at a friend's house again, playing with those model airplanes like a child. Looking at his childlike smile, Kuroyukihime sometimes envied him. Such carefree ignorance, in a sense, was a kind of happiness.

Thinking of this, she sighed inwardly. Suddenly, her phone rang, startling her. Who would call her at this hour? She checked the caller ID and saw it was the last person she wanted to see.

This time, Suwabe Toru didn't use his usual sexually harassing tone when he answered the phone. He simply said in concise sentences,

"Fujii Naoto will be waiting for you at 1:30 this afternoon in the school's cultural club activity room. After this meeting, he will directly notify you of any further meetings."

"Wait... why where... and..."

"Don't worry, the cultural club is Fujii Naoto's club. It's summer vacation now, so no one will be going to that club room. Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up. *beep*..."

Before Kuroyukihime could ask anything more, Suwabe had already hung up the phone, ignoring her.

Kuroyukihime frowned, muttering "Suwabe Toru is an idiot" under her breath. She looked up at the clock, sighed, and turned to go back to her room, preparing to go out...

After all, it was already the height of summer, and going out under the midday sun wasn't a very comfortable thing. Moreover, the sky had suddenly become somewhat gloomy, as if it was going to rain, making it feel rather stuffy. Kuroyukihime wiped the sweat from her forehead. If she hadn't been coerced by the Rokuryo Club, she would never have gone out covered in sweat and felt so sticky, let alone gone to entertain guests in this state.

She had changed into a cool white dress and high-heeled sandals, and because she disliked the heat, she hadn't worn her usual black stockings. Even so, Kuroyukihime endured the sweltering heat all the way to school with a frown. Since it was summer vacation, there were almost no people on campus. Most of the sports clubs had gone out of town for competitions or training camps, so this was probably the quietest time of year on campus.

The Cultural Club's classrooms were located in a rather remote part of the school, far from the main building. In fact, you couldn't even see the Cultural Club's activity building from the main building. After all, it was only a two-story building, so far away and blocked by a row of tall poplar trees, making it very difficult to find from the main building.

Entering the arts club activity building, she still couldn't see a single person, but the air conditioning was still on, proving that there were indeed people there. Regardless, Kuroyukihime felt much cooler and quickened her pace, her long, beautiful legs easily traversing all the steps to the second floor.

The arts club classroom was at the far end of the second floor. Kuroyukihime hurried a few steps, stopped in front of the classroom, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door with her small, white hand.

With a creak, the classroom door opened, and a young high school student's face appeared before her

. "Hey, Kuroyukihime."

Faced with Fujii Naoto's somewhat awkward greeting, Kuroyukihime could only force a smile and barely manage a response

. "Hehe, to be honest, I was shocked when I got the list of candidates after learning about the Dream Club's opening from the Rokkasei Club. I didn't expect your name to be there."

Fujii Naoto approached Kuroyukihime with a somewhat malicious smile, one hand around her slender waist.

"I wrote you seven or eight love letters at school, and..." "I've invited you out so many times, but you've always refused. I thought you were a pure and proud girl, but it turns out you just want money."

Kuroyukihime had no right to slap away Fujii Naoto's hand, which was gradually moving from her waist towards her buttocks, but she still frowned and retorted rudely,

"I won't explain anything to you. I've hated your personality from the beginning, and I still do. You called me here just to do those lewd things, didn't you? If you're going to do it, do it properly."

With that, Kuroyukihime put her hands on the wall and offered her buttocks to Fujii Naoto.

Fujii Naoto sneered. He had originally wanted to continue mocking Kuroyukihime, but then he thought, since he'd been paying for her for a month, he'd have plenty of opportunities to meet and talk to her; there was no need to argue on the first day.

Thinking this, Fujii Naoto didn't say anything more, but slowly grasped Kuroyukihime's slender waist, lifted the hem of her dress, and pressed his penis against her lips.

"Oh right, don't forget, what are you going to say now?"

Faced with Fujii Naoto's sudden reminder, Kuroyukihime remembered that Suwabe Toru had told her there were a few things she had to say to customers while working as a hostess. Recalling those lewd and shameless words, Kuroyukihime blushed deeply. But thinking of Kasai, she bit her lip, mustered all her courage, and said,

"Please, esteemed guest, insert your penis into the lewd Kuroyukihime's little hole. Thank you for using it."

Hearing Kuroyukihime's usually clear and calm voice utter such lewd words, Fujii Naoto laughed wildly from behind.

"Alright, alright, then I really will use your little hole!"

With that, he thrust forward. Fujii Naoto's penis plunged directly into Kuroyukihime's pink, moist lips.

"Ah...no...not so hard...be gentle..."

After all, Kuroyukihime had only recently lost her virginity to ōba Keisuke, and had been frequently dragged into sex by him lately, so when Fujii Naoto's movements were a little too rough, Kuroyukihime couldn't handle it.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you weren't a virgin. Who did you give your first time to? It wasn't that softie ōba Hiroshi, was it?"

After inserting his penis into Kuroyukihime's vagina, Fujii Naoto looked down to check, and was disappointed to find that there was indeed no blood. Of course, when Rokkasei Company hired him, they hadn't promised that Kuroyukihime would be a virgin, so this was just Fujii Naoto's wishful thinking.

Kuroyukihime naturally wouldn't answer Fujii Naoto's question at this moment, and could only purse her lips and let out a series of moaning sounds as she endured the impact, ignoring Fujii Naoto's question.

"Heh, not going to say anything? Fine, anyway, so-called school idols are just prostitutes that money can buy."

Seeing Kuroyukihime's silence, Fujii Naoto accelerated, focusing intently on thrusting into her tight, yielding flesh.

"Ah..." As the movements of his penis became more intense, the pleasure made Kuroyukihime's lips unable to close, and she began to let out increasingly loud moans.

"I didn't expect you to moan so wildly."

Listening to Kuroyukihime's melodious moans, Fujii Naoto suddenly thrust deeply, his penis pushing the glans directly against Kuroyukihime's cervix. A wave of tingling pain made Kuroyukihime's mouth open wide, her legs went weak, and a large gush of fluid gushed from her uterus.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

A rapid, high-pitched cry indicated that Kuroyukihime had actually reached orgasm on her first time with Fujii Naoto.

"Hmph, Kuroyukihime, now you know how powerful I am, right? Isn't my Overlord Spear 100 times, no, 1000 times, 10000 times better than Ooba Hiroshi's? Hmm?"

Fujii Naoto didn't let Kuroyukihime's climax pass by. He continued to thrust his penis into her tender cervix, causing her uterus to spasm and her vagina to contract uncontrollably, her vaginal muscles gripping his large penis tightly.

"Ah...no...don't...please be gentle...slower..."

Kuroyukihime seemed unable to bear Fujii Naoto's humiliation, her forehead dripping with sweat, her small hands weakly gripping the wall as she begged for mercy.

"Oh...even though you say that, but...your waist is twisting more and more violently."

Fujii Naoto's penis was also being squeezed by Kuroyukihime with a pleasurable sensation, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"I...I just want...to finish quickly..."

Kuroyukihime was already twisting her slender waist, her snow-white buttocks pressed against Fujii Naoto's lower abdomen, their sweat mingling, some of it running down Fujii Naoto's thighs and wetting his pants that were half-pulled down to his knees.

"Ah...ah...please...please hurry...shoot inside...shoot into Kuroyukihime's uterus...please hurry..."

Kuroyukihime felt Fujii Naoto's thrusting becoming faster and faster, knowing this was a sign he was about to ejaculate. Following Suwabe Toru's request that day, Kuroyukihime uttered lewd words to provoke Fujii Naoto to ejaculate.

"Oh...haha...you really want me to ejaculate inside you that much..."

Faced with Fujii Naoto's humiliation, Kuroyukihime couldn't refute, and could only increase the amplitude of her hip twisting, trying to make Fujii Naoto ejaculate as quickly as possible.

"Okay...okay...I'll ejaculate inside you, hurry up and say thank you..."

Fujii Naoto seemed to be overwhelmed by Kuroyukihime's series of twisting and tightening, and it was only a matter of seconds before he lost control.

"Th...thank you...ah..."

Kuroyukihime could only endure the humiliation and utter these words with panting desire.

"I'm coming..."

Although Fujii Naoto suddenly let out a low roar, a stream of white semen was directly sprayed into the uterus by the penis pressed against the cervix. The scalding heat of the semen made Kuroyukihime shiver, and another gush of nectar poured out…

The classroom was instantly filled with Kuroyukihime's high-pitched cries of climax…

The clock had struck 5 p.m., and Kuroyukihime finally finished her sexual service to Fujii Naoto. After Fujii Naoto ejaculated the last drop of semen into Kuroyukihime's mouth, he could no longer hold back and could only slump onto the chair in the activity room, panting heavily. Watching Kuroyukihime swallow the fresh semen he had just ejaculated, her

fair skin already stained cherry red with desire, Kuroyukihime was also panting heavily. After playing all afternoon, Kuroyukihime was also very tired.

"That's enough for today. Wait for my call next time, the location is still here,"

Fujii Naoto said simply, then called his driver and asked him to drive directly to the bottom of the arts club activity building to pick him up.

...

After Fujii Naoto walked for a while, Kuroyukihime finally caught her breath and slowly strolled back to the Oba residence. It was already afternoon, and the sun wasn't so harsh anymore. However, her vagina, which had been ravaged by Fujii Naoto all afternoon, still ached from the friction between her legs as she walked, forcing her to limp and not dare to walk fast.

Finally approaching the Oba residence, Kuroyukihime dared not limp to avoid arousing suspicion. Enduring the pain in her vagina, she maintained a normal pace and walked towards the Oba residence...

02-03

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Pushing open the door, it seemed no one was home. Relieved, Kuroyukihime took off her shoes, preparing to take a shower. After all, she had spent the afternoon indulging in debauchery with Fujii Naoto, and her body was covered in a mixture of sweat, semen, and other bodily fluids, leaving her feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

Upon entering the living room, she noticed a note left on the wall. Kuroyukihime walked over and scanned it with her large eyes. It was from Hiroshi Ohba, informing her that he and Keisuke Ohba would be staying at a friend's house tonight to play with model airplanes and wouldn't be coming back.

Kuroyukihime simply smiled, made no comment, and went straight to the bathroom, taking off her dress to start showering...

Perhaps because she was a little tired, Kuroyukihime stayed in the bathroom for quite a while before coming out. It had already started to drizzle outside, and the night was prematurely tinged with dark clouds. At least in the height of summer, it wouldn't get dark so early in normal weather.

Kuroyukihime casually dried her hair with a towel as she walked out of the bathroom. Suddenly, a pair of large hands embraced her, and thick lips pressed against her snow-white skin, kissing her wildly. Kuroyukihime knew that only one person would do this recently.

"Uncle Keisuke...don't...be in such a hurry..."

Kuroyukihime moaned softly, but she didn't stop Keisuke. On the contrary, it perhaps only fueled Keisuke's desire. Keisuke wrapped one arm around Kuroyukihime's slender legs, lifted her up, and carried her towards his bedroom...

"He's really impatient. He probably read the note and knows that Hiroshi Oba won't be back tonight, which is why he's so brazen."

Thinking this, Kuroyukihime was roughly carried into the bedroom by Keisuke Oba and thrown onto the bed...

Hiroshi Oba declined Tsuki Kamiki's invitation and ran from the Kamiki house towards his own home in the rain. He had originally agreed to stay overnight at the Kamiki house, but for some reason, he felt uneasy about Kuroyukihime. Lately, she had been often absent-minded; perhaps she was sick. Thinking this, Hiroshi Oba felt increasingly restless at the Kamiki house as the drizzling summer rain outside intensified. In his opinion, as her boyfriend, he should run back to be with Kuroyukihime at times like this.

Hiroshi ōba, on a sudden whim, decided to be romantic this time. He didn't call Kuroyukihime to tell her he was coming home, because he imagined that if he suddenly appeared before her when she was most troubled, she would surely be overjoyed and rush to him with a sweet kiss. Imagining this scenario, ōba's steps became lighter, and he quickly ran back to his front door.

Wiping the rain off his clothes, he fumbled for his keys in the dark to open the door. ōba was a little puzzled; the house was completely dark today, with no lights on. Just as

he stepped inside and was about to call out, he suddenly heard a strange sound—a woman's unique voice, a mixture of pain, desire, and ambiguity.

ōba was puzzled but remained silent, quietly walking towards the source of the sound. He discovered it was coming from his father, Keisuke ōba's, bedroom.

Hiroshi ōba slowly walked over. The door to Keisuke ōba's bedroom was only slightly ajar, leaving a crack through which the dim light from the floor lamp shone… As if possessed, Hiroshi leaned against the door and peered inside. A scene that left him speechless with astonishment appeared before him.

In the dim light, Kuroyukihime's lips were slightly upturned, her slender legs straddling her father Keisuke ōba's lap. Her vulva tightly gripped his thick, erect penis, rising and falling with the rhythm of the thrusts. The two of them moaned in unison, releasing their desires.

"Uncle Keisuke… faster… faster… so stimulating…"

Kuroyukihime's pink lips parted slightly, her breath hot as she uttered words urging the man beneath her to speed up the thrusts into her vulva.

Upon hearing this, Hiroshi ōba's head throbbed with a thunderous roar, as if countless drums and mallets were pounding inside him. Completely bewildered, he tried to leave, but his legs seemed to refuse him, his entire body feeling utterly powerless. He could only slump against the crack in the door, his mouth agape as he stared at the unbelievable scene.

Inside the bedroom, the two were engrossed in their lovemaking, unaware of ōba's movements outside. Hearing Kuroyukihime's alluring voice, ōba Keisuke indeed increased the speed of his upward thrusts, eliciting another soft moan from Kuroyukihime.

"Ah...yes...ah...right there...ah...deeper...ah...ah...lighter..."

Having just spent several hours in a frenzy with Fujii Naoto that afternoon, and now with Oba Keisuke's thrusts into her honeypot, Kuroyukihime initially felt a strong ache in her lower body. However, as the penis moved in and out of her, her vagina gradually secreted more fluid, and her body slowly became hot. The ache lessened, replaced by waves of tingling pleasure. Was she becoming strange? Could her body be enjoying this kind of life, where she felt happy every day and night, as long as someone had a penis thrusting in and out?

However, this thought lingered in Kuroyukihime's mind for less than five seconds before being swept away by Oba Keisuke's relentless onslaught, and she focused her attention on the vaginal muscles inside her constantly being penetrated.

Keisuke Ohba, panting heavily, thrust his penis in a lewd, piston-like motion. Suddenly, he gestured for Kuroyukihime to turn around, so she was now sitting on his penis with her back to him. Even as they adjusted their positions, their bodies remained tightly joined. Kuroyukihime even used the turn to rub her vagina against his penis, a sensation that made Ohba gasp. With

Kuroyukihime now facing away from him, Ohba continued to thrust his penis into her vagina while gripping her pale arm. Whenever he tried to thrust upwards, he would pull her arm down, drawing her body downwards to meet his rising penis.

This method of play brought Oba Keisuke a lot of pleasure, but it increased Kuroyukihime's pain considerably. Each time, his penis would hit her cervix, which Fujii Naoto had already indiscriminately touched several times that afternoon. Now, with Oba Keisuke playing like this, Kuroyukihime's vaginal canal gradually gave way, her body going limp, nestled in Oba Keisuke's arms, letting him take liberties with her. To Oba Hiroshi outside, this action looked more like Kuroyukihime actively clinging to her father, seeking his pleasure.

Oba Keisuke grabbed Kuroyukihime's arm, his hand slowly sliding down her wrist as the force of his thrusts intensified. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain, and looking down, he saw a crystal bracelet on Kuroyukihime's slender wrist.

"Oh… Kuroyukihime… where did you get this crystal bracelet?"

Oba Keisuke asked curiously as he thrust further.

"Ah...ah...it was...it was given to me the day Hiro-kun confessed..."

Upon hearing Kuroyukihime's words, Oba Keisuke suddenly fell silent, his lower body continuing to thrust. Kuroyukihime seemed to notice Oba Keisuke's displeased and gloomy face behind her, and with her pink tongue sticking out, she softly apologized,

"Ah...I'm sorry...I shouldn't...mention...Hiro-kun...at this time..."

As she spoke, Kuroyukihime squeezed Oba Keisuke's penis hard with her honey hole, hoping to express her remorse for her careless words in this way.

Oba Keisuke hummed softly, casually sighing and replying,

"It's...it's okay...but...this bracelet...I...give you...a new one."

"But...ah...Uncle Keisuke...you're so amazing...but...if I change it...Hiro-kun will...be suspicious..."

Oba Keisuke's vigorous thrusts caused Kuroyukihime's small mouth to burst into a series of charming moans, even arousing Oba Hiro, who was peeking through the crack in the door, to react in his lower body.

“It’s… okay… I’ll give you a platinum diamond bracelet… the color is similar to this… he… won’t find out…”

ōba Keisuke seemed to be struggling to keep up with the tight embrace of Kuroyukihime’s honeyed orifice, his words becoming broken and strained.

“Then… thank you… Keisuke… Uncle… ah…”

Kuroyukihime suddenly let out a seductive moan. ōba Keisuke seemed impatient, and after mentioning the bracelet, he began his final, vigorous thrusts, making Kuroyukihime’s moans grow louder and more melodious…

Outside the door, ōba Hiroshi felt a sharp pain in his heart, his hand tightly covering his mouth, afraid to make a sound. He wanted to rush in, but he was also afraid. He was afraid of how he would face the betrayal of both his father and lover. When he saw Kuroyukihime secretly removing the bracelet he had bought for her in the rain that day, accompanied by his father’s thrusts, ōba Hiroshi couldn’t help but shed two streams of tears.

The moans and panting from the bedroom grew increasingly lewd and rapid. Listening to this wanton sound mixed with the indistinct rumble of thunder and rain outside, Hiroshi ōba's mind went blank. He didn't know what to do or what to think. Tears streaming down his face, he rose from the doorway, staggered towards the entrance, and rushed out. The

inky blackness of the stormy night, like the gaping maw of a monster, quickly swallowed Hiroshi ōba completely, leaving no trace. Inside the ōba house, only the sounds of Keisuke ōba and Kuroyukihime's illicit, carnal union remained. The morning dew woke

Hiroshi

Oba, who had been hiding under the park slide all night. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes. Oba seemed to experience a brief moment of amnesia. After a few seconds, he recalled the nightmarish scene from the previous night, and a sharp pain shot through his head.

If only it had truly been a nightmare! Unfortunately, the image of Kuroyukihime writhing and groveling on his father's penis was still vividly etched in his mind, impossible to shake off no matter how hard he tried.

The rain had stopped, and the leaves were still dripping with the rainwater that had poured down all night. For some reason, the rhythmic sound suddenly made him extremely uncomfortable. Slowly, leaning on the edge of the slide, Oba got up and began walking home. The

Oba house seemed peaceful in the morning, with no trace of the lewd atmosphere from the previous night. Even Oba, upon entering the entrance hall and seeing Kuroyukihime leisurely preparing breakfast in the living room, mistook it for a nightmare.

However, in the blink of an eye, Hiroshi ōba's thoughts were shattered by reality. On Kuroyukihime's right wrist, replacing his original cheap crystal bracelet was a beautiful platinum diamond bracelet. If it were anything else, Hiroshi might not have recognized it, but he was all too familiar with this bracelet. It was a keepsake from his mother, Naoko ōba, her favorite piece of jewelry. Whenever he missed his mother, he would secretly go to his father's bedroom and find this bracelet to remember her.

Hiroshi ōba's hands clenched tightly, as if he wanted to grind his teeth to dust. He couldn't believe his father was so heartless, betraying not only his son but also his wife—Hiroshi ōba's deceased mother—for his new love.

"Oh, Hiroshi, you're back. Why didn't you say anything? Did you have fun at your friend's house last night?"

Kuroyukihime seemed to notice Hiroshi ōba standing silently at the entrance, put down her chopsticks, and walked towards him.

"Uncle Keisuke has already finished breakfast and gone to work. Has Hiroshi had breakfast yet? Oh dear, Hiroshi, you're soaking wet!"

Kuroyukihime approached Hiroshi ōba, surprised to see his damp shirt clinging to his body.

"I..." Hiroshi ōba started to say something, but before he could speak, his head suddenly spun, and he collapsed unconscious towards Kuroyukihime...

Chapter 30

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, his mouth extremely dry, his throat hoarse, unable to make a sound. Only then did he remember that he seemed to have fainted at the entrance.

Hiroshi ōba's mind was a blur; he didn't know what had happened, but more than the confusion in his mind, he wanted a glass of water. Just as he was about to pull back the covers, he heard voices outside the door,

"How is Hiroshi?"

"It's nothing serious. I don't know why he got so wet and developed a fever."

"He was probably having fun playing with his model airplane at a classmate's house and didn't notice the rain. Honestly, Hiro is just like a child, always causing

trouble for others." If it were any other time, Hiro would probably just lower his head and blame himself. But after seeing the scene from last night, Hiro felt only resentment and a deep hatred rising in his heart when he heard his father's tone.

“Uncle Keisuke… please…”

A small commotion suddenly came from outside the door, and Kuroyukihime’s slightly pitiful pleading voice came through the crack in the door.

“It’s alright, Hiro is sleeping, isn’t he…”

“Hmm…” Kuroyukihime’s voice seemed to be broken for only a few moments before the sound of kissing came from outside the door.

“Okay… okay… I need to go in and check on Hiro-kun. It’s not good if I’m not around when he’s awake…”

“Hmph, what a troublesome child. He’s always been like this. Naoko spoiled him too much back then… that’s why he’s like this now…”

Hearing his father’s almost heartless words, ōba Hiro lay weakly on the tatami, his vision gradually blurring…

After a short while, the door to ōba Hiro’s bedroom creaked open, and a delicate fragrance wafted into the room.

ōba Hiro had been dozing, but upon hearing the door open, he pretended to have just woken up, opened his eyes, and looked at the person who had entered. Sure enough, the fragrance could only be Kuroyukihime’s.

Kuroyukihime lowered her delicate body and slowly knelt beside ōba Hiro. She still possessed that repulsive beauty.

"Hey, Hiro-kun, are you feeling any better?"

Hiroshi ōba fell silent for a moment; his usually clear and deep voice now sounded like the mournful cry of a carrion owl.

Kuroyukihime, of course, had no idea what Hiroshi had seen all night. Seeing his silence, she assumed it was due to his fever, and suddenly leaned forward, her soft, fragrant body pressed close to him.

"Hey, Hiro-kun, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Heh heh, I know, Hiro-kun's just being affectionate, isn't he? Do you want my body to encourage you?"

This was the body she'd been embracing with her father last night…

"Hey, Hiro-kun, promise me you'll get well soon, okay? Then we'll do some naughty things, alright?"

This was the body she'd just been kissing with her father…

"Hey, Hiro-kun..." Seeing that Hiro remained silent and unresponsive, Kuroyukihime thought her seduction wasn't sensual enough. She flashed a charming smile on her pink face and deliberately lowered her voice,

"Hey, Hiro-kun... Hiro-kun is my most, most beloved person, so I, Kuroyukihime, will be with Hiro-kun forever and ever. My virginity is reserved for Hiro-kun."

Hearing this, Hiro felt a pang of sorrow well up inside him, flowing through his veins. Her virginity reserved for him? Thinking of Kuroyukihime's eager, white body writhing in his father's arms last night, a dangerous veil seemed to have been lifted from the depths of Hiro's heart.

Even the cowardly Hiroshi ōba couldn't bear the merciless mockery Kuroyukihime had just delivered. The image of Kuroyukihime, sweating profusely and moaning beneath Keisuke ōba, her wanton appearance, coupled with her shameless offer to give him her so-called virginity, completely enraged ōba's already throbbing mind.

"You...you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Kuroyukihime, hearing ōba's sudden outburst, blinked her large eyes and asked hastily.

"You...you...please leave...I...I'm a little tired..."

He wanted to say, "Get out of here," but the words caught in his throat. Even with anger as fuel, was this all the heat he could muster?

Watching Kuroyukihime slowly close the door and disappear, Hiroshi ōba felt a surge of resentment he couldn't vent. He struggled to his feet from the tatami mat, grabbed something, and smashed it against the wall with

a loud crack. The fountain pen his father had given him at his junior high school entrance ceremony shattered into pieces, seemingly symbolizing the complete break in their father-son relationship.

Looking at the broken pen, Hiroshi's face alternated between laughter and tears. His mind replayed the moments he shared with his father and Kuroyukihime, slowly merging them into the darkness of the night, transforming into the image of the two of them entangled together, uttering lewd sounds of their union.

"Keisuke ōba...Kuroyukihime...Your betrayal will not end well...I will take revenge...I will take revenge thoroughly, I will make you forever repent for your crimes, spend your long lives ashamed of your shameful sins, hahahahahaha...Waaaaa...Hahahahahahaha!" ōba Hiroshi

leaned on his chair, his throat spewing a mixture of laughter and tears, uttering the most vicious curses against his father and lover. If anyone were to hear this piercing curse from the seemingly cowardly ōba Hiroshi, they would likely shudder.

...

The 11th District High Public Prosecutor's Office was still busy in the afternoon, at least for Keisuke ōba. As the No. 1 Special Criminal Investigation Prosecutor of the 11th District, ōba Hiroshi had been responsible for investigating the criminal activities of the top yakuza group, Rokkashin-sha, for many years.

Thanks to Keisuke ōba's selfless work ethic and exceptional abilities, key members of the Rokkasei-sha have been repeatedly exposed, even including Junjiro Rokkasei, the second-in-command within the yakuza, who has been captured with irrefutable evidence and is about to be prosecuted and sentenced.

ōba is currently riding high, as the Rokkasei-sha is showing signs of decline. Under his offensive, the Rokkasei-sha has begun a full-scale retreat, yet even so, a large number of important agents have been arrested. Meanwhile, in his personal life, the alluring 14-year-old beauty, Kuroyukihime, with her soft, delicate skin, is making him feel like he's floating on air, even somewhat absent-minded. Just

as he's wondering if he's used up all his good fortune in this moment, a leisurely knock on his office door interrupts his thoughts.

"Who is it? Please come in."

With ōba Keisuke's voice, a tall, white-haired man pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a satchel. He seemed completely unconcerned about ōba Keisuke, casually leaning back in the chair opposite him without permission.

"What brings you here?" ōba Keisuke was quite displeased by the man's rudeness, but then, as if remembering something, he exclaimed in surprise,

"Suwabe Toru! You dare come here?" Suwabe Toru

was the third-in-command of the Rokkasei-sha, a thorn in the side of various police and oversight agencies. Although Suwabe Toru didn't appear to have any major scandals that oversight agencies could find, as an important figure in the underworld, he would never dare to swagger in and out like this in broad daylight.

"Hehe, Mr. Oba, don't be in a hurry. I didn't come here today to fight you. I have something to show you."

Looking at Suwabe Toru's strange hand, Oba Keisuke frowned.

"What is it?"

Suwabe Toru casually placed his bag on the table, took out a media player, inserted a memory card, pressed a few buttons, and then handed it to Oba Keisuke to see for himself. Oba

Keisuke took it and glanced at it, his mind immediately going blank. The media player was playing a video of the alluring Kuroyukihime moaning lewdly beneath him, a video of himself frantically taking desire from a beautiful girl.

"You...you are..."

"Hmph, never mind how I got it. Anyway, Mr. Oba, I think you understand now. I don't want to waste any more words. Just release the Rokuryosha people who are being detained and about to be prosecuted, especially Junjiro and the others. I can guarantee that this video will not be leaked, otherwise..."

At this moment, Oba Keisuke's head felt like it was going to explode. If the sex tape of him and a 14-year-old underage girl were leaked, his position as prosecutor would probably be in jeopardy. The prosecution has always been concerned about moral standards, especially since this is a minor. Using excuses like "this is my girlfriend" would not be acceptable to either superiors or public opinion. Oba Keisuke,

clutching his hair, was at a loss for words. Seeing the usually assertive Oba Keisuke so easily humiliated by a video, Suwabe Toru laughed mockingly and pulled out a promissory note from his pocket.

"This is a 5 million yen bank draft from Sumitomo Bank. If you release Junjiro and the others, Rokkasei Corporation will not only not release this video, but will also give you this money. Heh, Kuroyukihime is such a young and beautiful girl; you'll need a lot of money in the future if you're with her. Even if you work from now until retirement, you definitely won't get 5 million yen. So, think it over carefully. Whether you ruin your reputation or take the money and live happily ever after with the beautiful girl is up to you."

Suwabe Toru's words left Oba Keisuke speechless. Clutching his hair tightly, Oba Keisuke simply lowered his head, lost in thought.

Suwabe Toru watched Oba Keisuke's helpless struggle with a mocking smile. After a while, Oba Keisuke could only nod helplessly, picked up the phone, and dialed a few numbers.

"Due to insufficient evidence, the prosecution of Junjiro, Ryusuke, Kansuke, and others is suspended. They are released on bail... Don't ask why, I have my own arrangements. Just do as I say..."

Watching Oba Keisuke hang up the phone with a look of utter dismay and indignation on his face, Suwabe Toru leaned back in his chair and let out a loud, unrestrained laugh in the prosecutor's office...

Dazed, he threw the letter into the mailbox. Oba Hiroshi's steps were unsteady, and he felt nauseous, probably due to the persistent high fever. Oba Hiroshi's head was buzzing, making him feel as if he were in the scorching heat of purgatory. He

slowly pushed open his front door. It seemed that no one was home. He didn't know where Kuroyukihime was. It was as if everyone around him had abandoned him. He had sneaked out in the afternoon, so he didn't know what Kuroyukihime had been doing.

However, Hiroshi ōba now felt that none of this mattered. His only thought was to bring his curse upon Keisuke ōba and Kuroyukihime, and he was willing to pay any price for it. Looking at the empty house, a bitter smile spread across Hiroshi ōba's lips as he muttered,

"Keisuke ōba, Kuroyukihime, you wait. Tonight, my ultimate revenge will be served… I will make you remember your sins forever, struggling, sinking, and being destroyed in the fear and repentance of the gods."

…

At this moment, Kuroyukihime, of course, couldn't hear Hiroshi ōba's sorrowful vows. Instead, she was moaning rapidly beneath Naoto Fujii, shamelessly twisting her waist to please the man on top of her.

Meanwhile, Keisuke ōba was still deeply regretting that his affair with Kuroyukihime had been exposed in his office. Hiroshi ōba, still feverish, fantasized about the punishment his curse would bring to the betrayers. But neither father nor son could have imagined the lewd and shameless state Kuroyukihime was currently displaying under a third man.

Chapter Thirty-One:

Night had fallen quite dark when Hiroshi ōba realized he had actually dozed off on the living room sofa. Since being caught in the rain that night, ōba had been running a high fever and unable to sleep. Fortunately, the fever had helped him manage to drift off and take short naps when he was extremely weak.

ōba staggered to the bathroom to wash his face, trying to calm himself down. The high fever had made him feel terrible, and splashing some cold water on his head would at least help lower his brain temperature.

Entering the bathroom, he was surprised to see Kuroyukihime's black stockings hanging to dry. Kuroyukihime never hid her clothing from ōba and his son; in fact, if you looked closely, it almost seemed like she was deliberately showing them off. Looking at the seductive look on Kuroyukihime's face when she had asked him about her black lace panties and stockings, ōba suddenly felt a sweet, itchy sensation.

Suddenly, the image of Kuroyukihime's lewd posture while embracing ōba Keisuke that night tore through his memories, causing ōba Hiroshi's head to throb with pain. Pulled back to reality by the headache, ōba Hiroshi realized that a smile was still lingering on his lips. Even in this state, he was still reminiscing about and infatuated with Kuroyukihime. Realizing this, a wave of sorrow washed over him, and tears involuntarily streamed down his face.

Lately, ōba Hiroshi seemed to be in this state constantly, alternating between reminiscing about the sweet times he had spent with Kuroyukihime and recalling that night's betrayal. He frequently switched between laughter and tears, unable to even understand his own mental state.

He splashed himself with cold water, his hands trembling as he wiped himself with a towel. A triumphant smile suddenly appeared on Hiroshi ōba's face.

"You just wait. Tonight will be the true end of your lives. I will make you suffer for the rest of your lives with my death. This is the highest punishment I can give you, hahahahaha... Bastards... Why did you betray me... You were the people I valued most... Waaaaaah..."

The empty ōba house was filled only with Hiroshi ōba's shrill cries of laughter and tears...

At school, in the cultural classroom...

"Ah... no... so... so big... ah... I'm coming... I'm coming... I'm coming... ah..."

Accompanied by Kuroyukihime's rapid moans, Naoto Fujii's penis pressed against Kuroyukihime's cervix, ejaculating his hot semen into her uterus, causing Kuroyukihime to scream incessantly.

"Huff...huff...Fujii-senpai...you...are really amazing..."

After an afternoon of this, Kuroyukihime seemed to have changed her attitude towards Fujii Naoto. She was no longer as reluctant as she had been the first time. Especially this time, Fujii Naoto could clearly feel that Kuroyukihime was enjoying her sexual intercourse with him. She even changed her way of addressing him. Originally, she directly called Fujii Naoto "you,"

but now she used the polite term "Fujii-senpai" that is used between ordinary classmates.

"Hmph, as expected, no matter how mature and calm a woman is, she still has to succumb to the power of a penis in bed."

Thinking this, Fujii Naoto lay down on top of Kuroyukihime and kissed the beautiful girl who had just climaxed.

Their lips and tongues intertwined for a long time before separating. Fujii Naoto's lower body seemed to react again, causing Kuroyukihime, whose penis was wrapped around his, to widen her eyes in astonishment. She exclaimed with an incredulous expression,

"Fujii... Fujii-senpai... you... you're hard again..."

"Of course, do you think I'm that impotent ōba Hiroshi?"

Any man, when praised for his prowess, would surely wear a smug and lewd smile, just like Fujii Naoto at this moment.

Fujii Naoto steadied himself and, maintaining the previous position, began thrusting into Kuroyukihime's vagina once more, causing the beautiful girl to emit seductive moans again...

ōba Hiroshi, intending to exact his final revenge, climbed up the main school building. The school was now completely shrouded in night, with only a few dim streetlights remaining.

"This is probably the last time I'll look at this school." Keisuke Ohba looked up and surveyed the school. He saw the school gate where he first met Kuroyukihime, the bench where he first spoke to Kuroyukihime, the school infirmary where he first did lewd things with Kuroyukihime, and so on...

"Damn it..." Hiroshi Ohba shed another tear. He had already decided to take revenge on her with his death, so why was he still thinking about her even now? Why was she still the only thing on his mind?

Hiroshi Ohba's face showed a distorted expression that he could not see or understand. He picked up his phone, the hands pointing to 8:05 PM. Hiroshi Ohba's mind was blank. He glanced at his phone and suddenly pulled out his contacts, dialing the number he knew best.

Even he himself couldn't understand his actions, but he felt a sliver of something calling out from the depths of his heart, urging him to hear Kuroyukihime's voice—that usually calm, clear, yet devilishly alluring, sweet and delicate voice during sex…

Suddenly, a phone rang from inside Kuroyukihime's loosened clothes.

"What's going on? Why are you still carrying your phone? Why aren't you turning it off?"

Fujii Naoto continued thrusting into Kuroyukihime, questioning her with a hint of dissatisfaction

. "I… I think I forgot… I'll… turn it off… Ah… be gentle…"

Perhaps because she hadn't had many opportunities to meet with the Oba father and son lately, and because Fujii Naoto had suddenly asked her to provide services, Kuroyukihime had been somewhat careless, bringing her phone with her. Sensing Fujii Naoto's apparent displeasure, Kuroyukihime could only remain lying on the sofa, legs spread, enduring the impact of Fujii Naoto's penis, while simultaneously raising her pink arm to hook the phone inside her clothes, trying to quickly silence the irritating ringing.

However, the moment she touched the phone, Fujii Naoto suddenly accelerated his thrusts into her honeypot. This sudden, accelerated pace sent waves of tingling and numb sensations through Kuroyukihime's cavity, causing her small, white hand to tremble and drop the phone, hitting the call button.

"Ah...ah...Fujii...senpai...no...so fast...ah...so amazing...ah..."

A sudden moan came from the phone, and Ohba Hiroshi's brain seemed to explode. He didn't even realize his mouth was stretched wide open, and all he could hear was Kuroyukihime's moans and the pounding of his heart.

But neither Fujii Naoto nor Kuroyukihime seemed to notice the call had been connected, still lost in their carnal intercourse.

"Hehe, oh...you're so tight...am I amazing...um...tell me...who's better, me or Ohba Hiroshi...um..."

Fujii Naoto panted heavily, thrusting into Kuroyukihime's cervix with wave after wave of intense pleasure.

“Ah…ah…no…ah…please spare me…Fujii…senpai…”

“Hmph…oh…if you don’t tell me…how can I spare you…”

“Ah…ah…of…of course…it’s…Fujii-senpai…Fujii-senpai’s penis…the most powerful…Kuroyukihime…I like it so much…Hiro-kun…every time…with my feet…with my mouth…I ejaculate…of course…it can’t compare to…senpai…ah…”

Faced with Fujii Naoto’s increasingly brutal attacks, Kuroyukihime could only follow Fujii Naoto’s wishes and utter lewd words to give him the psychological sense of conquest.

"Oh...so...who do you like more...um..."

"Ah...ah...don't...go in so deep...ah...of...of course...it's...Fujii-senpai...ah...Fujii-senpai's penis...it's so amazing...ah..."

...

Hiroshi Ohba heard Kuroyukihime's voice on the phone as she gave the final answer, saying Fujii's name. He helplessly lowered his arm holding the phone. At this moment, he was utterly devastated, a mocking smile playing on his lips. Only now did he realize that Kuroyukihime had never liked him in the slightest.

"Hahahaha, hahahahahaha, everything is gone, everything I have is gone, hahahahahahahahaha!" Hiroshi Ohba suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly. His world had completely collapsed. Only after 14 years did he realize that he was a complete fool who had nothing. Hiroshi Ohba turned off the phone, his laughter, mixed with sobs, drifting away in the night wind.

"So, this is my tragedy. So, my life isn't even worth taking revenge on her. Hahahaha, I'm so pathetic, waaaaaah..."

After

a moment of laughter and tears, Hiroshi Ohba suddenly realized something, picked up the phone again, dialed a number, and tried his best to speak calmly,

"Dad? You're back? Yes, I'm fine. By the way, Dad, I'm at Karino Junior High School now. Can you come over? Yes, I'm in a hurry. Okay, I'll wait for you. Call me when you get there, click..."

He hung up the phone, looked up at the starry sky, and Hiroshi Ohba's face twitched. At this moment, no one else could know what he was thinking. Perhaps, even he himself wouldn't know...

...

Looking at the constellations filling the night sky, and hearing the sudden, urgent ringing of the telephone, Hiroshi Ohba murmured,

"Mom, I'm coming to find you. You in heaven won't betray me, will you?"

Looking down at Keisuke Ohba, who had already entered the school gate, Hiroshi Ohba mustered the last of his strength and shouted his last words,

"Keisuke Ohba, accept my punishment!"

"Thud...smack..."

Accompanied by the sound of a heavy object crashing to the ground, what appeared before the stunned Keisuke Ohba was his son's mangled body.

Blood...splattered everywhere...

Chapter Thirty-Two:

Inside the club, Vincent embraced Charlotte, a beautiful girl with snow-white skin, idly twirling her long pink hair with his fingers. The soft strands of hair tickled his fingers.

"Dad, have you been reading the newspaper lately?"

Charlotte, who had been lying obediently in Vincent's arms, suddenly turned her head and asked Vincent,

"Hmm? What happened?"

"I heard that a junior high school student at Yeye Middle School actually jumped off a building and committed suicide."

"Oh? That's really strange. Are junior high school students these days also disillusioned with life?"

Vincent still commented on the matter in his gentle language, but at this moment, Charlotte felt that Vincent's attitude was more like the indifferent detachment typical of high society.

“However…” Vincent suddenly changed the subject, “But I heard that this matter is related to another waitress at the club.”

Charlotte blinked her big eyes in confusion, looking at Vincent with puzzlement.

“Hey, my daughter, you don’t even know anyone at your club?”

Charlotte shook her head. She had only come here and signed a work contract with Casse because her family business had gone bankrupt and she was facing financial problems. She had no idea that Kuroyukihime existed.

Vincent seemed to understand something when he saw Charlotte’s expression. He stopped talking and simply started touching Charlotte’s large breasts, thus ending the topic.

“Oh… Daddy…”

Seeing the blush rising on Charlotte’s face, Vincent’s lower body reacted again. He turned to the side and pressed himself against Charlotte…

One month after Hiroshi Oba’s death.

"Let's drive,"

a slightly tired voice came from behind Suwabe Toru. Kuroyukihime, who had just closed the car door and was sitting in the back seat, now had dimmed considerably when Suwabe looked at her in the rearview mirror. Combined with her original dark eye color, the beautiful girl looked even more haggard.

"Hmph, looks like the month-long service period is finally over. How was it? Did you have fun with a sex maniac like Fujii Naoto for the past month?"

Suwabe Toru smirked, making lewd and obscene noises.

Kuroyukihime didn't even bother to roll her eyes at Suwabe anymore. She just rested her chin on her hand against the car door, cursing Suwabe Toru's lewdness and Fujii Naoto's rudeness in her heart. One of them would verbally harass her every time he picked her up from the service location, and the other seemed to have endless desire to ejaculate in bed, leaving her with a stinging and numb feeling in her vagina from time to time.

"After this, I should be able to meet my master, right?"

Kuroyukihime didn't want to talk to Suwabe Toru, but thinking of Kasei, she couldn't help

but ask him. "Hehe, of course you can. We, Rokkasou, keep our word."

Ignoring Suwabe Toru's self-praise, which could be considered self-deprecation, Kuroyukihime simply closed her eyes. Since she had already asked what she wanted to ask, she was too lazy to say another word to Suwabe Toru.

"Speaking of which," Suwabe Toru noticed Kuroyukihime's slightly closed eyes in the rearview mirror, and suddenly changed the subject, bringing up a topic Kuroyukihime hadn't expected,

"Speaking of which, after ōba Hiroshi's burial, didn't you go to see his grave?"

Although Kuroyukihime seemed not to hear Suwabe Toru's words on the surface, a faint pain pierced her heart. After ōba Hiroshi jumped off the building that night, Kuroyukihime didn't find out until the next day when the police came to the ōba family. On that day, to avoid Kuroyukihime having too much contact with the police and exposing her identity, the Rokkasei Company directly took Kuroyukihime out of the ōba family. In fact, Kuroyukihime only realized later how wise it was to leave the ōba family early.

Suwabe Toru, of course, had no idea that Kuroyukihime's words had once again stirred up memories of Hiroshi ōba. Seeing Kuroyukihime's expressionless, closed eyes, he merely sneered inwardly,

"As expected of a heartless bitch. Even if she's pretending, this woman is truly indifferent to her former lover."

Each lost in their own thoughts, a brief silence fell over the car. After a while, Kuroyukihime suddenly asked from behind,

"Hiro-kun...where is Hiroshi ōba buried?"

Suwabe Toru, looking completely bewildered, glanced at Kuroyukihime's expression in the rearview mirror. He didn't know what this beautiful girl was up to, but thinking there was no need to hide it, he casually replied,

"Kiyokawa Cemetery, not far from here."

"Take me there,"

Suwabe Toru said. Hearing Kuroyukihime's question, Suwabe Toru's expression was no longer just bewilderment, but utter disbelief.

"What?"

"Take me to see it,"

Kuroyukihime murmured, then closed her eyes again, ignoring Suwabe Toru. Suwabe

Toru chuckled. He was increasingly confused about what this woman was thinking. However, the Realm of the Ryuu Ryou had never forbidden her from seeing Hiroshi Oba's tombstone. Besides, going back early would only mean her meeting with Kase. It was better for her to wander around outside, allowing him to spend more time with Kuroyukihime.

With that thought, Suwabe Toru turned the steering wheel and drove directly onto a side road leading to Kiyokawa Cemetery.

...

Twenty minutes later, Suwabe Toru stopped the car, calling out, "We've arrived!" to Kuroyukihime, who had been silent with her eyes closed.

Slightly raising her eyes and seeing the lush pine and cypress trees around her, Kuroyukihime said nothing, simply opening the car door and stepping out.

Watching Kuroyukihime walk ahead, her long, black hair cascading down to her shapely buttocks, a captivating sight against her black stockings, Suwabe Toru felt a surge of desire. He quickened his pace, placing one hand on Kuroyukihime's short skirt and beginning to roughly knead the beautiful girl's buttocks.

"Let's show some respect for the dead here, don't be a pervert,"

Kuroyukihime coldly glanced back at Suwabe Toru, who was groping her, and muttered a sentence under her breath.

"Hmph, you killed that unfortunate soul yourself, and you're talking about respecting the dead here

," Suwabe Toru scoffed, but unable to resist the contempt in his deep, dark eyes, he gave her a hard pinch before reluctantly removing his hand from her buttocks.

Ignoring Suwabe Toru's words, Kuroyukihime stepped aside, gesturing for him to lead the way. Suwabe Toru glanced at Kuroyukihime's actions, could only sneer, and walked forward...

The cemetery wasn't very large. After walking for a short while, Suwabe Toru stopped and pointed with his chin in a direction that wasn't too far away.

"That's Ohba Hiroshi's grave. I don't need to introduce the person in front of the grave, right? After all, it was your first time."

Suwabe Toru's merciless mockery made Kuroyukihime bite her lip. She didn't say anything but took a few steps forward.

"Hey, don't go. That guy's mentally unstable now. Whether you like it or not, you're now Rokurisha's cash cow. I won't let you get close to any potentially dangerous environments. Just stay here and look."

Seeing Kuroyukihime about to go over, Suwabe Toru quickly grabbed Kuroyukihime's arm, stopping her.

Kuroyukihime couldn't move forward because Suwabe Toru was holding her arm, so she had to stand still and look towards Ohba Hiroshi's gravestone.

As dusk approached, the setting sun painted the once lush cemetery a withered yellow. Before Hiroshi ōba's grave knelt a haggard-looking middle-aged man, constantly fiddling with the incense sticks before him, uttering flat sounds as if someone were listening to him.

The cemetery was quiet, so even though she wasn't very close, Kuroyukihime could still hear his voice.

"Hehe, Hiro, your mother called today and said she'll be back this afternoon. I even came home early to have dinner with you. I heard you got third place in the math competition, and your mother is very happy."

"Hehe, Hiro, don't you like model airplanes? I'll go with you to see them when the model airplane exhibition starts in a few days. Speaking of which, your father liked them when he was little too. Your mother also said she'll be staying home for a while after this business trip."

"Waaah... I'm sorry... Hiro... Dad... I'm sorry... Hiro..."

Keisuke Ohba knelt in front of Hiro Ohba's tombstone, uttering incoherent and illogical words. One moment he was praising Hiro Ohba's progress, the next he was criticizing Hiro Ohba's childishness, and then he was apologizing to Hiro Ohba. However, each stage of the conversation ended with only a heart-wrenching cry.

"Keisuke Ohba went crazy that night."

After watching for about 20 minutes, Toru Suwabe couldn't help but stand behind Kuroyukihime and begin to describe what happened after Hiro Ohba jumped off the building that night.

"After Hiroshi ōba died on the spot, Keisuke ōba's mental state was already extremely unstable. However, I didn't expect that Hiroshi ōba would actually send a letter of denunciation before his death, exposing his father's immoral relationship with you. In addition, Keisuke ōba released Junjiro and the others, so the prosecution used this as a reason to start investigating Keisuke ōba and suspend him from his duties."

"However," Toru Suwabe then chuckled mockingly, "there's no need for that now. When the prosecution investigated Keisuke ōba, he couldn't even say a normal sentence. He would cry and laugh, just like you saw him today. So the prosecution could only suspend the investigation on the grounds that the suspect's mental state was poor, and only sent people to monitor him."

Kuroyukihime lowered her eyelashes slightly, her large eyes staring at Keisuke ōba's back, her thoughts unknown.

"Heh, what, you've developed feelings for this old man?"

"Would I still have to do this kind of thing for you in the future?"

Kuroyukihime ignored Toru Suwabe and only gave a question that didn't address the question.

"Heh, what's wrong? You can't bear to see Keisuke Ohba like this now?"

Ignoring Suwabe Toru's malicious teasing, Kuroyukihime turned around, her long black hair wafting a fragrant scent into his nose.

"Let's go..."

"What? Don't want to catch up with him this time? Maybe you can still win him back."

"Let him be. How can I bear to let him continue to see such a world?"

...

Chapter Thirty-Three:

The entire virtual world's sky had been completely dyed black by night. Since leaving Hiroshi Oba's cemetery, Kuroyukihime hadn't said a word to Suwabe Toru.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Kuroyukihime's large eyes were half-open, gazing out the window. Her small hand rested on her elegant chin, her long black hair draped lazily over her snow-white arm. Because it was already night, only by the light of oncoming headlights could Suwabe Toru clearly see Kuroyukihime's captivating figure.

Lately, Suwabe Toru had found Kuroyukihime's body increasingly alluring. Before, she was just a pretty but slightly immature girl, but now, every gesture she made exuded a unique charm incongruous with a 14-year-old. He secretly swallowed. At a fork in the road, Suwabe Toru turned the steering wheel… About 20 minutes later , “Where are you going?” Although Kuroyukihime wasn't very familiar with the area,

after more than 20 minutes , they should have been in the city by now, but they were still driving around in the middle of nowhere. The sensitive Kuroyukihime immediately became alert. Suwabe Toru didn't answer, but simply stepped on the gas, increasing the car's speed. Seeing Suwabe Toru's silence in the front seat, Kuroyukihime felt a sense of foreboding. “Stop the car! I want to get out! Stop the car!” Ignoring Kuroyukihime's request, Suwabe Toru just kept pressing the gas pedal, making the car even faster. "What are you trying to do? Are you crazy?" Kuroyukihime, seeing Suwabe Toru's somewhat crazy behavior, started cursing with wide eyes. "Beautiful girl, relax, okay, we're here." Unable to withstand Kuroyukihime's curses, Suwabe Toru parked the car at the edge of a grove of trees. Because he slammed on the brakes a little, Kuroyukihime lurched forward, almost hitting her head. "You pervert, are you even this rude when you drive?" Kuroyukihime rubbed her snow-white forehead, muttering angrily. "Get out of the car, I have something to say to you." Suwabe Toru unlocked the car and got out first. Kuroyukihime frowned her delicate black eyebrows. Although she didn't know what Suwabe Toru wanted, she had no choice but to open the car door and follow him out. "What do you want to say?" Kuroyukihime asked impatiently, her dark eyes staring at Suwabe Toru's tall back, one arm crossed over her pink arm. It was completely dark, and the moon was only half-risen, making Suwabe Toru's white hair appear slightly silvery. After a few seconds of silence, Suwabe turned around. "Kuroyukihime, have you ever thought about leaving Kase?" "What?" Kuroyukihime looked at Suwabe Toru with wide eyes as if he were an alien, then a mocking smile appeared on her lips. "I'm not even by my master's side right now, am I? Come to think of it, it's all your bastards' fault, isn't it?" "That's not what I meant. I meant, have you ever considered not being Kase's...sex slave...and breaking off your relationship with him..." Kuroyukihime couldn't understand what was wrong with Suwabe Toru today. Just now at the cemetery, he had looked at her with a mocking expression, but now his tone was like that of an innocent middle school student facing the girl he had a crush on. “Of course that’s impossible. Since you know this is a virtual community, and we are all virtual beings, you must also understand the nature the system has given us. Or perhaps, this is what we virtual beings can call genes.” “Ah…is that so…” Suwabe Toru sighed, then put on an inscrutable smile and took a few steps closer to Kuroyukihime. “Speaking of which, you seem to have slept with quite a few men, haven’t you?” Hearing Suwabe Toru’s suddenly lewd question, Kuroyukihime bit her lip, turned her large eyes to the side, and remained silent in response to his question. “Hehe, what? Isn’t that right?” Suwabe moved closer to Kuroyukihime, and gently stroked her long black hair with one large hand. Noticing Suwabe Toru’s action, Kuroyukihime took a step back, dodging Suwabe Toru’s left hand that was about to continue stroking her hair. The moon had risen completely, casting a soft glow across the ground. By the moonlight, Suwabe Toru could now clearly see Kuroyukihime's fair and beautiful face and a lock of long, black hair casually draped over her back. "Kuroyukihime...you're so cute..." Suwabe Toru suddenly praised Kuroyukihime in a slightly trembling voice. This unnatural feeling made Kuroyukihime look up at him, completely bewildered. Suddenly, Kuroyukihime realized something and was about to pull away when Suwabe Toru pulled her into his arms. "Kuroyukihime, actually, I liked you the moment I saw you. If it weren't for the mission that night, I would have taken you already. Kuroyukihime...what's so good about a man like Kase? Come with me, and I won't make you work as a prostitute anymore, huh? Kuroyukihime?" (That night refers to the events in Chapter 10; please refer to previous chapters if you are unfamiliar with them.) Holding Kuroyukihime's fragrant and soft body, Suwabe Toru's series of trembling voices startled Kuroyukihime, making her mouth gape. She never expected that this perverted Suwabe Toru would have such thoughts about her. However, Kuroyukihime still desperately tried to push him away with a look of disgust. "No...you...let me go...I'll..." "Hey, Kuroyukihime... how am I inferior to Kase? Why are you so devoted to him? Am I not as handsome as him? Am I not as strong as him? Hmm? Kuroyukihime?" With a large hand firmly controlling Kuroyukihime, Suwabe Toru ignored her struggles and only questioned the beautiful girl in his arms. "Master... Master is much better than you... gentler than you, more considerate than you... and... you're just a pervert who specializes in molesting girls..." Kuroyukihime tried hard to break free from Suwabe Toru, but found that with her strength, it was just a futile fantasy. "Hahaha, gentler than me... Do you know him..." Suwabe Toru was about to tell Kuroyukihime that it was this so-called gentle master who had offered her a job as a prostitute to Rokuryo Yuuki, but he suddenly remembered Rokuryo Yuuki's instructions not to tell Kuroyukihime the truth, so he could only cut off the rest of his sentence and stopped talking. "Do you know what about your master?" "Hmph, nothing. Do you know that he's actually impotent, which is why he's never been able to possess you? Compared to him, my abilities can make you feel like you're floating on air in bed. How about it? Want to try it right here?" "You pervert, saying you like me, you just want to molest my body after all." Kuroyukihime's dark eyes, beneath her delicate eyebrows, reflected the bright moonlight, suddenly making Suwabe Toru feel ashamed of himself. "Hmph, whatever. I guess I'm not suited to talking about this."

With a self-deprecating murmur, Suwabe Toru's face then broke into a lewd grin. He pounced on Kuroyukihime, pinning her tightly to the grass. They were in a secluded grove beside a road, and Suwabe Toru wasn't worried about anyone passing by at this hour.

"You...you let me go...what are you doing?"

Regardless of personality, probably ninety percent of women would say this when pinned down by a man with ill intentions in the dead of night. Even the usually calm and mature Kuroyukihime couldn't escape this fate; her large eyes flashed with a dark, terrified light. After all, just two months ago, Suwabe Toru had brazenly molested her.

"What am I doing? It's so late, and I'm holding such a beautiful girl like you down, of course I'm going to fuck you."

Suwabe Toru lewdly laughed, pinning Kuroyukihime down, his hands reaching under her dress, preparing to forcibly remove her panties.

"You...you...pervert...why..."

Kuroyukihime's almond-shaped eyes widened, a tear beginning to fall from the corner of her eye, her voice becoming hoarse.

"Why...hehe...I just want to fuck you..."

Suwabe Toru didn't know why, but his earlier tentative... After being rejected by Kuroyukihime, a sudden, inexplicable resentment welled up inside him. He pressed down on Kuroyukihime, listening to her curses filled with resentment and fear,

"You...bastard...no...don't..."

Before Kuroyukihime could finish her sentence, Suwabe Toru pulled down Kuroyukihime's panties, forcefully spreading her long, beautiful legs with his thick thighs. Then, he lifted the hem of her dress, pressing her shoulders firmly with both hands, pinning her to the grass, unable to move.

Kuroyukihime could only thrash her legs, unable to change her situation of being pinned down by Suwabe Toru. Seeing Suwabe Toru actually unzip his pants and expose his penis, the terror on Kuroyukihime's pink face deepened.

"No...no...please...I don't want to do it with you...why..."

Her tearful questions had absolutely no effect on stopping Suwabe Toru's actions. Ignoring Kuroyukihime's cries, Suwabe Toru pulled out his penis and pressed it against the vulva between Kuroyukihime's legs, took a deep breath, and lewdly grinned,

"Anyway, you and..." "So many men have done it, why can't you do it with me? Don't worry, I promise I'll make you feel good."

Before Kuroyukihime could even answer, Suwabe Toru couldn't contain his excitement any longer. With a thrust of his hips, his thick penis plunged directly into Kuroyukihime's vagina.

"Ah..."

With Suwabe Toru's rough movements, Kuroyukihime's beautiful eyes widened, still showing an expression of disbelief.

Because it was a forced penetration, Kuroyukihime's vagina was still quite dry. Every inch of penetration required a lot of effort from Suwabe Toru, and he had to endure the pleasure of his vaginal muscles gripping his penis, which made him want to ejaculate.

"Hmm... Kuroyukihime... don't be nervous... you're not wet down there... if we do it... it'll be uncomfortable for both of us..."

"You... you idiot... you moron... you pervert..."

"Hmph, what are you pretending to be innocent for now? Have you forgotten what you said when you were with Oba Keisuke?"

Seeing that Kuroyukihime still refused to lower her guard even after he penetrated her, Suwabe Toru suddenly mentioned Oba Keisuke.

"You..."

Kuroyukihime heard Oba Keisuke's name and turned her face away, unwilling to look at Suwabe on top of her. Perhaps stimulated by these words, she felt ashamed, and her lower body suddenly tightened, almost causing Suwabe to ejaculate

. Seeing that Kuroyukihime had reacted to these words, Suwabe secretly felt smug, held back his ejaculation, and continued to thrust forward while stimulating Kuroyukihime with words.

"Hmph... and... Oba Hiroshi..." "Well... that boy must have had his fill of pleasure from your methods many times... and here you're still... oh... what are you pretending for... actually, your body... hasn't it been offered to... many men willingly too?"

Kuroyukihime simply turned her face away from Suwabe, shaking her head, biting her lip, letting her long black hair fall casually against her snow-white cheek, but she didn't answer Suwabe Toru's vicious question.

"Hehe, how... ah... I guessed right... and... Fujii Naoto... didn't you have a lot of fun with him in bed too... hehe? How... ah... when you were with him... did you ever think about... your master..."

"Don't say it... please... don't say it..."

Kuroyukihime seemed unable to bear this mental torment, and began to open her small mouth to beg Suwabe Toru not to mention these men's names anymore.

Perhaps Suwabe Toru's words had an effect, or perhaps it was because of the stimulation of Suwabe Toru's penis, the temperature inside Kuroyukihime's vagina began to rise gradually, and with Suwabe Toru's thrusting penis, a gurgling sound came from below.

"Hehe, you're saying no, but your body's already getting excited... Ah... It's so tight..."

Suwabe Toru felt the change in Kuroyukihime's lower body and couldn't help but tease her,

"Stop talking..."

Kuroyukihime seemed to have been touched by Suwabe Toru's words, which had touched a raw nerve. Her large eyes began to stare blankly at the sky above her, and she kept muttering,

"Hmph..."

Seeing that Kuroyukihime's defenses had been broken, Suwabe Toru didn't bother with further words. He simply increased the force of his thrusts, pushing hard inside her. With the help of the newly secreted nectar, he reached directly onto Kuroyukihime's tender cervix.

"Ah... It's... It's there..."

No matter what, Kuroyukihime still had a physical reaction. Suddenly, the head of his penis pressed hard against the depths of her flower chamber, and Kuroyukihime's small mouth opened slightly, letting out a soft moan.

The body's reactions are often beyond one's control. Although Kuroyukihime was unwilling, the moment his penis touched the cervix, the glans was gripped tightly by the cervix. Suwabe Toru thrust a few times, feeling as if a baby's mouth was sucking at his urethral opening, as if trying to draw out all his semen.

Suwabe gasped in pleasure, but didn't forget his technique. He pressed against Kuroyukihime's cervix, slowly rotating his hips, grinding his penis against the center of her vulva. Kuroyukihime's most sensitive area was repeatedly stimulated, and her body trembled as if being electrocuted.

"Ah...no...so hard...ah..." Her mouth

was wide open, and Kuroyukihime gasped for breath, her slightly protruding breasts heaving violently. Her beautiful legs had stopped flailing and even began to spread slightly to the sides in response to Suwabe Toru's thrusts.

"Hmm...how is it...ah...I told you...isn't it...comfortable..."

Suwabe Toru pressed down on Kuroyukihime, panting heavily as he asked her lewdly.

As their intercourse deepened, the intense heat inside her uterus brought Suwabe Toru an unparalleled pleasure. He

changed his thrusting technique, no longer grinding his penis against her cervix, but instead forcefully pressing the head of his penis against her cervix for a few seconds before suddenly pulling out. With a "pop," Kuroyukihime's lower body made a small, soft sound, like a bottle cap being opened.

"Ah..."

Before Kuroyukihime could finish uttering that groan, Suwabe Toru suddenly thrust his penis in again, this time the glans parting the cervix and penetrating directly into the uterus. The delicate vaginal walls instantly gripped and sucked onto Suwabe Toru's glans. With each rhythmic thrust, the cervix of Suwabe Toru's penis received the reaction force of the uterine walls, stimulating the sensitive nerves on the foreskin. At this moment, the entire vagina and uterus were connected by the penis, writhing and stimulating Suwabe Toru together.

"Ah...ah...so...so powerful...no..."

Kuroyukihime had already thrown everything else to the back of her mind, her entire attention focused on the cavity and uterus being vigorously pounded by Suwabe Toru. Her snow-white cheeks were painted a deep cherry red, and a layer of fine sweat secreted on her delicate skin, making her skin shimmer with a snowy white light under the bright moonlight.

Ignoring his verbal harassment of Kuroyukihime, Suwabe Toru, his pleasure intensifying, suddenly lifted her up in a sitting position, defiling the beautiful 14-year-old girl. Kuroyukihime clung to Suwabe Toru with her pink arms to prevent herself from falling, her long, shapely legs already wrapped around his waist. Her snow-white

body rose and fell against Suwabe Toru's penis, Kuroyukihime's pink tongue involuntarily darting out, only to be bitten and sucked hard by Suwabe Toru. The girl's sweet saliva flowed along their intertwined tongues and was all drawn into Suwabe Toru's mouth.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...ha...it...is...so...(so amazing)"

Kuroyukihime's dark eyes rolled upwards, her small mouth emitting waves of lewd moans. Because her tongue was bitten by Suwabe Toru, her words were muffled and audible. With his ambiguous

lower body throbbing repeatedly, Suwabe Toru sensed his desire about to erupt. He tightly embraced Kuroyukihime's soft body, suddenly biting down hard on her pink tongue. With a thrust of his lower body, accompanied by Kuroyukihime's indistinct scream, Suwabe Toru pushed a small section of his penis directly into Kuroyukihime's uterus, ejaculating all his semen into her wet, convulsing, tight womb...

Under the silvery moonlight, Kuroyukihime once again reached orgasm with the man she didn't love at all...

02-03

Chapter Thirty-Four

"Huff... huff..."

After the fierce battle, Suwabe Toru adjusted his position, pressing down on Kuroyukihime and panting heavily. Kuroyukihime beneath him remained silent, simply turning her face away so Suwabe wouldn't see her expression.

"Hehe, why aren't you saying anything? Are you not happy? Your moans just now sounded very lewd."

Kuroyukihime remained silent under Suwabe Toru, as if she hadn't heard him.

Seeing her like this, Suwabe mischievously began to thrust his limp penis, which was still inside Kuroyukihime, a few times, causing Kuroyukihime to let out a series of soft moans.

"Hehe, so you still have a reaction. I thought you were enjoying it too much."

Kuroyukihime turned her dark eyes, and the malice in them made Suwabe Toru tremble involuntarily.

“Suwabe, I will definitely kill you someday, absolutely.”

“Heh, I’m afraid…”

Hearing Kuroyukihime’s words, Suwabe Toru just laughed contemptuously. He continued his prank with the last bit of hardness left on his penis,

“I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear killing me then. Judging from your performance just now, if we do it a few more times, you’ll be chasing after me for my big penis, right? Hahaha.”

Watching Suwabe Toru laugh wildly on top of her, Kuroyukihime’s eyes grew even more gloomy. Her cherry lips were tightly pursed, and she stared at Suwabe Toru without saying a word. Suwabe Toru didn’t

care about Kuroyukihime’s expression. He lowered his head and looked at the beautiful girl’s pink face reflected in the silver moonlight. He leaned down and kissed Kuroyukihime’s eyelids.

Kuroyukihime didn't resist this time, but whispered the same words again in Suwabe Toru's ear,

"One day, I will kill you with my own hands..."

After

a long while, the two tidied themselves up slightly before returning to the car. They drove in silence again.

After about 30 minutes, they arrived at a high-rise building in the city.

"Kase is currently staying in room 274 on the 27th floor. Remember not to go to the top floor, and don't go there casually in the future."

After giving this instruction, Suwabe Toru, who was about to roll up the car window, suddenly remembered something and leaned out again, saying,

"Don't think you can escape this time with Kase. There are many Rokkasei people watching you on this floor, and Kase can't log off. You absolutely cannot escape Rokkasei's control."

Without waiting for Kuroyukihime's reply, he finally rolled up the car window completely, stepped on the gas, and disappeared into the night, leaving a trail of exhaust fumes.

Kuroyukihime withdrew her gaze from where Suwabe had just been, glanced at the massive building in the night, sighed inwardly, and strode quickly inside.

Taking the elevator, she finally arrived at the door of room 274. Composing herself, Kuroyukihime put on a gentle smile and softly knocked.

"Who is it?"

"Master…it's me…"

"Ah…"

A surprised voice came from inside. Kuroyukihime, impatient, pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Master…I'm back…"

In the cluttered room, Kase sat at a simple desk, on which lay a stack of A4-sized papers.

"Ah…Kuroyukihime…you're back…"

Contrary to expectations, Kase's face was filled with surprise and panic. Seeing Kuroyukihime's gaze shift to the desk, Kase hurriedly stuffed the stack of papers into the desk drawer and locked it.

"Master...that was..."

"Ah, it's nothing...just something I was forced to do."

Kase looked a little embarrassed, but then he put on a warm smile, quickly approached Kuroyukihime, and stretched out his arms to pull the beautiful girl into his embrace.

"Kuroyukihime, you're finally back, that's great!"

"Master..."

Once Kase was holding her, Kuroyukihime completely forgot about her earlier question about the object on the table. She wrapped her pink arms around Kase's shoulders and offered her mouth.

Kase smiled and kissed her directly. A series of soft moans filled the room, Kuroyukihime's unique and alluring breath as their lips met.

After kissing for a long time, Kase was also aroused by Kuroyukihime's constant moans, and his hands began to wander restlessly over Kuroyukihime's buttocks and slender waist.

"Kuroyukihime, it's been so long since we did it..."

Slowly parting his lips, Kase began to exhale hot breath, asking Kuroyukihime with the unspoken message, "Let's do it today." Kuroyukihime

nodded, blinked her big eyes twice, and chuckled.

"Hehe, Master is really in a hurry. But, it's so hot, can I take a shower first?"

Kase naturally nodded earnestly, released Kuroyukihime, and pointed to the bathroom.

"This is my current office and living room. You can also take a shower in the bathroom..."

Kuroyukihime nodded, her face slightly flushed.

"Then I'm going to take a shower. Master, don't peek while I'm showering, okay?"

Seeing the little girl expression on Kuroyukihime's face that was different from usual (in reality, Kuroyukihime was a 14-year-old girl), Kase smiled and nodded in agreement. Actually, Kase wouldn't peek at all, because he was thinking of taking advantage of Kuroyukihime's shower to deal with the documents he had hurriedly stuffed into the drawer earlier.

Kuroyukihime made a cute face and followed the direction Kase had pointed into the bathroom. As soon as the door closed and she heard running water, Kase quickly pulled out a file from his drawer and began carefully reviewing and organizing it.

"Phew..."

After a few minutes, Kase let out a long sigh. This file contained statistics on the club's revenue since its opening and future plans. It also included a short article he had signed suggesting Kuroyukihime become a prostitute. He had compiled it to show Yamamoto Uemon. Speaking of Yamamoto, although he came from the yakuza, his management of the club was different from what Kase had imagined. It wasn't the loose, gangster-style management; instead, it was like a large corporation, requiring timely financial statements, future plans, and work arrangements. This made Kase feel like an early 21st-century office worker, spending his days organizing various documents in his office-cum-living room until late at night. He was

almost finished today when Kuroyukihime suddenly knocked and barged in. Actually, Kase only remembered today was the day they had arranged to meet when he saw Kuroyukihime enter. But for some reason, he didn't feel the excitement he had expected when he saw her. Shaking his head, Kase decided to stop thinking about it. He opened the wardrobe and began changing into clean underwear...

About half an hour later, Kuroyukihime emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and drying her long black hair. Seeing Kuroyukihime's crystal-clear skin after her bath, Kase couldn't resist any longer. He rushed forward, embraced Kuroyukihime, and kissed her.

"Master... hmph... you seem to be in a hurry today..."

Their lips parted slightly, and Kuroyukihime's cheeks were flushed. Perhaps it was because she had just come out of the bathroom, or perhaps it was because Kase's kiss was too long. In any case, Kuroyukihime, with her cheeks flushed, looked charming and alluring to Kase.

"Kuroyukihime, I... I've been thinking about you all this time, and I've finally seen you..."

Looking into Kuroyukihime's big eyes, Kase began to utter insincere words of love, eager to trick Kuroyukihime into bed and make love with him.

"Hehe, Master, I missed you too!"

Kuroyukihime blinked her big eyes a few times, a mischievous glint in them, and jumped directly into Kase's arms.

"Hey, you lecherous master, carry me to bed."

Seeing the beautiful girl's coquettishness, Kase revealed a very lewd smile. He caught Kuroyukihime's delicate body with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, turned around and carried Kuroyukihime to the bed.

He gently placed Kuroyukihime on the bed, slowly pulled off the bath towel, revealing her snow-white and translucent skin. Kase slowly pressed down on Kuroyukihime's soft body. His pants had already been pulled down, and his already hardened penis pressed directly against Kuroyukihime's mons pubis, rubbing against the beautiful girl's mysterious area with slight swaying.

Kuroyukihime's beautiful eyes were so alluring they seemed to drip with moisture, her cherry lips slightly parted, as she softly called to Kase,

"Master...put it in...we...can finally..."

Kase nodded silently, his penis pressing against the entrance of her honeyed orifice, and with a thrust of his hips, he finally penetrated the warm cavity that Kuroyukihime had longed to offer him.

"Ah..."

Kase had only inserted a third of his penis when Kuroyukihime's eyebrows furrowed, looking as if she couldn't bear it. Kase was suspicious; he already knew that Kuroyukihime had probably been with many men many times in the past month, so her reaction shouldn't be this strong. However, upon closer inspection, he realized why Kuroyukihime was behaving this way.

Between Kuroyukihime's slender, beautiful legs, her once pink and tender vulva was now swollen and bruised. Because of the insertion of his penis, her labia were now tattered and torn, contrasting sharply with his dark brown penis, making the beautiful girl appear exceptionally pitiful.

"Kuroyukihime... your... how could this be..."

The words left his mouth were immediately regretted by Kase. He should have known that it was to protect him that Kuroyukihime's vulva had been ravaged into this state in just over a month. A wave of shame washed over him. Kase pressed down on Kuroyukihime but turned his head away, too embarrassed to look at the beautiful girl beneath him.

Seeing the mixture of sadness and guilt on her master's face, Kuroyukihime smiled slightly, her small hands grasping Kase's head, her slender legs enduring the pain as she wrapped around Kase's waist, trying her best to clamp her vulva tightly around his penis.

"Master, it's alright. I'll do anything for you. And... and I've always hoped for this day to be with you, so I've worked so hard all this time. So please don't feel guilty, just make love to me, as compensation."

Hearing Kuroyukihime comfort him, Kase turned to look at her.

"I'm sorry..."

Kuroyukihime heard this long-lost apology and just smiled. For the past month or so, she had heard this phrase most often from Hiroshi Oba. She never expected that Kase would say the same words to her now. A strange thought suddenly popped into Kuroyukihime's mind: would all the men in her life only say this to her?

However, the stinging pain in her vagina, caused by her own movements gripping Kase's penis, pulled her back to reality. Seeing that Kuroyukihime's brows were still furrowed, Kase whispered,

"How about we stop today and wait until you feel better?"

Kuroyukihime shook her head, enduring the pain in her lower body.

"No, Master... I just want to offer myself to you as soon as possible, even if it's just a minute earlier, I will try my best to do it, so... so please don't mind, continue."

Seeing Kuroyukihime trying her best to please him, Kase felt a surge of gratitude. If it weren't for Kuroyukihime's constant sacrifices, he would probably have already sunk to the bottom. Thinking of this, Kase even began to doubt himself for the first time. Was it really necessary to train Kuroyukihime as a prostitute all this time?

But Kase didn't have time to think about this anymore. Seeing her master still lying on top of her without moving, Kuroyukihime thought that Kase was being considerate of her body and was embarrassed, so she took the initiative to move her vaginal muscles, gripping Kase's large penis and actively stroking it.

"Oh..."

Gasping for breath from the pleasure of Kuroyukihime's proactive service, Kasai instantly forgot about the previous problem. Taking advantage of Kuroyukihime's movements, Kasai finally began to thrust his penis in and out of Kuroyukihime's tight vagina.

"Ah...ah..."

Kuroyukihime's lower body was already enduring intense pain while serving Kasai, and the sudden thrusting of Kasai into her vagina caused her to let out a series of moans mixed with pain.

Seeing Kuroyukihime's pretty face completely flushed with desire, Kasai's desire swelled even more. Kasai knew that instead of worrying about the condition of Kuroyukihime's lower body and taking his time, it would be better for Kuroyukihime to finish quickly and feel better. So Kasai didn't care about Kuroyukihime's swollen vagina like before, and launched a storm of attacks.

"Pfft...pfft..."

Kasai's penis moved at a noticeably faster pace. Having had her body explored by various men over the past month, Kuroyukihime's vagina had become extremely sensitive. The moment the penis entered, her vaginal fluids began to overflow. Now, with the penis frequently moving in and out of her pink and swollen vagina, a series of lewd sounds of it being stirred were produced.

His large testicles slapped against Kuroyukihime's snowy buttocks with each of Kase's movements. After all, since Kuroyukihime left, Kase's sexual desire had been almost entirely unchecked for over a month. Just now, mindful of Kuroyukihime's injuries, he hadn't dared to be too rough. But now, with his lust completely unleashed, Kase couldn't think of anything else. He only had one thought in his mind: to quickly ejaculate the pent-up desire of the past month into Kuroyukihime's warm, narrow passage.

"Master...so good...so good...Kuroyukihime...I love...Master...ah..."

Seeing Kase vigorously working on her body, Kuroyukihime's face flushed red. Her long legs endured the waves of stinging pain in her groin, desperately clamping Kase's penis between her legs, welcoming her master's thrusts.

"Mmm...you're so tight down there..."

At this moment, Kase's attention was completely focused on his penis. Faced with Kuroyukihime's lewd words, he could only stammer out this half-baked sentence as a form of communication between the two of them.

"Ah...Master...mmm...so good...shoot inside...shoot into my womb...fill it up."

Kuroyukihime's long black hair was already wet with her own fragrant sweat, scattered and sticking to her snow-white cheeks, exuding a seductive allure. Her cherry lips were slightly parted, and her hot breath conveyed the seductive words that aroused Kase's desire to her master.

"Mmm..."

Realizing his penis was already throbbing and eagerly anticipating its arrival inside Kuroyukihime's honeyed depths, Kase could only manage a deep groan. Suddenly, with a thrust, his penis pressed against the cervix. The smooth cervix, which had been lying in wait, gripped its prey tightly, sucking hard on Kase's glans several times. Kase, unable to hold back his pent-up desire any longer after a month of stagnation, thrust his hips a few times, ejaculating his thick, foul-smelling semen into Kuroyukihime's uterus.

"Ah... Master's... it's in..."

The sudden spray of hot semen against the uterine walls caused Kuroyukihime's entire body to tremble violently. Accompanying Kase's ejaculation, the 14-year-old beauty also trembled, experiencing her own orgasm.

After the release of desire, there was a low, deep kiss...

"Hehe... Finally... I can do it with Master..."

Their lips parted, Kuroyukihime's large eyes sparkled with laughter, a satisfied look on her face as she faced Kase.

"Mmm... Yes, finally... finally we're together..."

"Hoo hoo, but... but Master... were you worried about Kuroyukihime's health just now, so you rushed too fast? Your desire didn't even have time to be completely released."

Perhaps noticing that Kase's ejaculation had been somewhat rushed, or perhaps feeling her lower body being filled again by Kase's erect penis, Kuroyukihime suddenly smiled seductively.

"Master, let's do it again."

"Forget it, you're tired too. Besides... and besides, I'm worried about your lower body... let's do it another day..."

Concerned about Kuroyukihime's physical condition, Kase lightly kissed her cheek, refusing the beautiful girl's offer.

"Thank you, Master, but it's okay... if we do it again, we don't need to use your honey hole."

Before Kase could reply, Kuroyukihime willingly gave up Kase's penis. With this action, a large amount of semen and vaginal fluid flowed out of Kuroyukihime's honey hole with a splash, instantly soaking a large area of the bed sheet.

Kuroyukihime seemed a little embarrassed by the sight, cutely sticking out her pink tongue before turning over and kneeling on the bed, offering her anus to Kase.

"Master... use... use my anus... no one has ever touched it there... Master... it's your first time..."

Shaking her buttocks, Kuroyukihime uttered a shameless request.

Seemingly completely captivated by the opening and closing of her pinkish-white anus, Kase opened his mouth wide, completely forgetting that he had just refused Kuroyukihime's suggestion, and only knew to nod stupidly, pressing his somewhat recovered penis directly against Kuroyukihime. "Then...then I'll come in... Kuroyukihime

...your place...is so beautiful..."

Hearing Kase praise her anus, Kuroyukihime tossed her long hair and turned to smile at Kase.

"Hoo hoo, Master, you'd better do it well later..."

Kase just nodded silently, his face full of excitement, indicating that he really couldn't wait to possess Kuroyukihime's anus, which could be considered the last virgin territory on her body...

Chapter Thirty-Five

Kase's breathing was already very rapid, which could be understood from the increasingly irregular breathing coming from behind Kuroyukihime, who was crawling on all fours.

"Master..." Kuroyukihime

called out to Kase in a sweet voice, as if urging him. Kuroyukihime's seductive voice made Kase unable to control himself. He grabbed Kuroyukihime's buttocks with both hands, turned her anus over, gently stroked it, and then pressed his penis against it.

“I’m coming.”

“Mmm…”

Kuroyukihime simply nodded her head shyly, her cheeks flushed, her long hair falling casually from her shoulders to her sides, quietly waiting for Kase to enter.

Kase slowed his movements, leaning forward, using his full weight to propel his penis past her tight anus. With a soft pop, the large glans plunged directly into Kuroyukihime’s anus.

“Ah…so…so full…”

Kuroyukihime moaned softly, then turned her head and shook it, indicating,

“Master…so full…but…keep going…don’t…mind it.”

It seemed Kuroyukihime was afraid that Kase would be reluctant to continue because of her feelings, so she immediately turned back and said encouraging words to motivate Kase to continue.

Kase also took a deep breath, steadied his trembling penis, and tried to smile at Kuroyukihime. Then he slowly leaned his upper body onto Kuroyukihime’s smooth, white back, his hands reaching under her body to grasp her two drooping breasts and gently knead them.

"Mmm..."

Kuroyukihime let out a heavy breath, her body twitching slightly as if she was still a little uncomfortable with her sensitive breasts being grabbed by Kasai.

"I'm going to go further in now."

Kasai kissed Kuroyukihime's long black hair and continued to slowly push his penis deeper into her rectum. Due to the strong contraction of the anal sphincter, Kasai dared not speed up, only able to push his penis in little by little.

"Ah..."

A layer of fine sweat began to secrete on her snow-white forehead. The pain from her anus far exceeded Kuroyukihime's original expectations, but in order to satisfy Kasai's lust, Kuroyukihime just bit her cherry lips tightly, trying her best to make her moans sound more seductive and comfortable, so that Kasai would not think that she was enduring pain while playing anal sex with him.

"Hmm..."

Heavy breaths landed on Kuroyukihime's snow-white neck, making the beautiful girl shiver involuntarily.

"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable? I'll pull out."

"No..."

Perhaps sensing that Kuroyukihime's twitching body was not used to anal sex, Kase suggested ending it, but was immediately met with a loud denial from Kuroyukihime.

"No... Master... This is... This is my whole... last... first time... So... I must give it to Master..."

Kuroyukihime's face was flushed, desperately enduring the pain of her anal sphincter being stretched open. She seemed particularly insistent on this first time in her anus, which surprised Kase.

"Hmm..."

Kase tapped Kuroyukihime's back, then grabbed her shoulders and continued thrusting his penis deeper into her rectum.

"Ah..."

Kuroyukihime let out a heavy sigh, seemingly having finally fully entered her vagina. To allow her a moment to rest, Kase didn't immediately begin, but stopped, waiting for her to prepare for the next step.

"Master...be aroused..."

Kuroyukihime understood Kase's intention, took a few deep breaths, turned her head, smiled at her master on her back, and signaled that she could begin.

Hearing Kuroyukihime's signal, Kase, without replying, began thrusting in and out of her vagina; he had been holding back for a long time.

"Ah...ah..."

A swelling sensation came from her anus, causing a surge of urge to defecate. Kase's movements were slightly rough. She had probably been holding back for a long time, Kuroyukihime thought

. After all, the anus wasn't a sexual organ. With Kase's continued thrusting, some of the delicate capillaries in her rectum began to rupture, leaving a trace of blood on his penis.

"Hmm...ah...Kuroyukihime...your anus...is so tight..."

"Hoo hoo...Master...if you like it...I'm happy...Master...so good..."

Kuroyukihime's last "so good" was merely flattery of Kase. Up until now, she hadn't gained any sexual pleasure from anal sex. Giving her first time to Kase was, for Kuroyukihime, just a ritual, a ritual of sacrifice.

The rectum is much tighter than the vagina. Although Kase had already ejaculated once and his penis wasn't as sensitive, the tight anal sphincter muscles still gripped and squeezed his penis, causing the sensitive nerves on the surface of his penis to constantly feel the onslaught of pleasure.

"Hmm... I... I might ejaculate..."

Kase thrust his hips as he lay on Kuroyukihime's back, slowly uttering a few words. Actually, he was asking Kuroyukihime's opinion, since it was his first time having anal sex, and Kase didn't know where he should ejaculate...

“Ah… Master… um… ah… then… please… shoot… into… my… anus…”

Kuroyukihime may or may not know Kase’s intentions, but when he heard her cherry lips express permission for internal ejaculation, Kase felt a surge of excitement. He suddenly straightened up, grabbed Kuroyukihime’s snowy buttocks with both hands, and began to thrust his penis in heavily, eager to release his desire as quickly as possible.

“Ah… ah… Master… good… slower… please… slower…”

Anal sex was no longer as tender as it had been at the beginning. Kase no longer cared about other distractions and only thought about ejaculating as quickly as possible. Therefore, the speed, frequency, and intensity of his thrusts increased. His penis relentlessly pounded against her delicate anus, causing layers of fragrant sweat to appear on Kuroyukihime’s snow-white forehead, even wetting her long black side hair and the hair that fell on her back.

Kase didn't notice that his large hand, pressing down on Kuroyukihime's buttocks, was also pressing down on the ends of her long black hair. His attention was now entirely focused on the tip of his penis, relentlessly ravaging Kuroyukihime's anus.

Waves of unbearable pain surged within her rectum, a side effect of his penis repeatedly forcing its way through the sphincter and impacting deep within her rectum. "Won't this cause anal fissures?" Kuroyukihime thought, but there was no time for further thought. Another powerful thrust, followed by a series of moans that quickly dispelled the thought.

Kase thrust hundreds of times, the pleasure building within his penis seemingly reaching its limit. Suddenly, his penis thrust forward with reckless abandon, and with a spurt, a stream of cloudy white semen sprayed into her anus, relentlessly washing over the delicate rectal walls.

The sudden, intense heat of the thrust caused Kuroyukihime's mouth to gape open into a large "o," followed by a long, drawn-out scream.

"Ah...ah...ah...it's...it's inside...Master's..."

"Phew..."

His desire was finally completely released, and Kase let out a long breath. A wave of tingling numbness washed over his lower back. Ignoring everything else, Kase leaned down, pressing his entire weight onto Kuroyukihime. The beautiful girl felt her master's forward lean and turned her head, offering her cherry lips...

Inside the room, the sounds of their passionate kisses echoed throughout the room.

...

Kase was awakened by a faint phone ring. He squinted, his hand searching around, and accidentally touched Kuroyukihime's smooth, delicate body.

"Hmm...Master...so early...are we going to do it already..."

Seemingly sensing the warmth of Kase's hand, Kuroyukihime didn't open her beautiful eyes, only murmuring a low moan, her voice weary.

"It's alright, go back to sleep."

Kase was jolted awake by Kuroyukihime's words, finally remembering his appointment that morning—he was to meet Hasegawa Tomohiko, a mid-level executive at Rokkasei.

After hanging up the phone, Kase pressed the keys on his phone and sent a text message to Hasegawa, rescheduling their meeting at a coffee shop near the club. They had originally agreed to meet earlier that morning at Kase's office, the room where Kuroyukihime was currently sleeping.

After sending the message, Kase put down the phone, turned around, kissed the beautiful girl sleeping beside him, pinched Kuroyukihime's breast, and whispered,

"I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back, wait for me."

Kuroyukihime, who had been with Kase all night, only gave a lazy, vague reply before falling asleep.

Looking at Kuroyukihime's soft, languid sleeping face, Kase smiled, quickly put on a few clothes, and went out. "

...

Ah, I said, Brother Kase, wasn't it supposed to be your office? Why wasn't the door open when I went up?"

Hasegawa Tomohiko complained as he saw Kase sit down opposite him. The top floor of the club building was the club's activity area, and the floor below, the 27th floor, was Kase's office. The rest of the building was rented by other companies. Without Kase opening the door beforehand, no one could enter the floors above that level. Of course, this was a security measure to prevent unrelated people from easily reaching the top floor.

"Ah, Kuroyukihime is back."

Kase wanted to say that he had some things to take care of, but then he thought that Rokkasei should know about his relationship with Kuroyukihime, so he honestly told him the reason.

"Hehehehe,"

Hasegawa just looked at Kase with a meaningful smile, a smile that made Kase very uncomfortable.

"Ah, speaking of which, how's the matter I asked you to do?"

Not wanting to continue talking about Kuroyukihime, Kase changed the subject. Actually, to be honest, it wasn't really changing the subject; the purpose of their meeting was to talk about this.

"Ah, that? It's all taken care of,"

Tomohiko replied smugly, pulling a stack of documents from his briefcase.

"Truly worthy of being Yamamoto Uemon's subordinate; he gets things done in the same style."

Like Yamamoto, Hasegawa Tomohiko handled yakuza matters with the attitude of an office worker, always producing a mountain of reports and documents for Kase to review. So every time Kase saw Hasegawa pull out a thick stack of paper documents, he would mentally grumble.

"After all, it was a task assigned by Brother Yamamoto, so I'll definitely finish it quickly,"

Hasegawa cleared his throat and continued.

"Iori Ashizuki (from *is*, a classic romance manga by Masakazu Katsura, not *Infinite Trust*), 16 years old, a first-class beauty, a member of the school's drama club. She has done swimsuit photoshoots for magazines, has no boyfriend, and has countless admirers. Height: 162cm, Bust/Waist/Hips: 86cm, 57cm, 87cm..."

Seeing Hasegawa about to continue rambling, Kase waved his hand to interrupt him

, "Get to the point."

"Kase-nii, you're really in a hurry."

Seeing that Kase wasn't very interested in the information he had painstakingly collected, Hasegawa muttered in dissatisfaction, flipping through several pages before continuing,

"Currently, Iori Ashizuki is being harassed by several thugs at school, led by a high school student named Samejima..."

Seemingly intrigued by this, Kase suddenly interjected,

"Is this Samejima a member of the Rokkasho-sha?"

"Of course not. We wouldn't accept a high school student like that into the Rokkasho-sha. The Rokkasho-sha isn't a place where just any thug can get in."

"So, will it be difficult for you to control this Samejima?"

"Hahaha, Kase-kun, are you kidding? Even without Yamamoto-san and Suwabe-san, I'm enough."

"That's great, Hasegawa-kun. Please control Samejima; I want to make good use of it."

"Ah, that's nothing, but what can a high school student like this do?"

"Hehe, you'll see later."

Ignoring Hasegawa's puzzled look, Kase accepted the documents the other brought and gestured for the waiter to settle the bill…

"Master… is she back?"

Kase returned to the room. Although he closed the door carefully, he seemed to have woken Kuroyukihime.

"Sorry… did I wake you?"

"No, I'm already awake."

Kuroyukihime smiled, sat up, and let the sheet fall, revealing her snow-white, smooth skin.

Kase's heart fluttered; his eyes were glued to her…

"Master? Master…"

After calling several times, Kase realized it was Kuroyukihime calling him and gave an awkward laugh.

"Hehe, strange master."

Kuroyukihime's large eyes narrowed into a graceful arc as she stared at Kase, making Kase suddenly feel a little embarrassed.

"By the way, hurry up and get ready. I'll take you shopping today. We've been in 11th Street for so long, and we haven't had a proper date yet, have we?"

When Kuroyukihime heard Kase suddenly mention the word "date," her large eyes widened as she stared at Kase, making him feel guilty

. "Did she find out something?"

Kase thought that Kuroyukihime knew that he was taking her out on a date just to let the next buyer observe her, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Hoo hoo, master, are you really going on a date with me?"

Kuroyukihime suddenly curled her beautiful cherry lips upward, threw off the bed sheet, and pounced on Kase. With this action, a sweet fragrance wafted into Kase's nose.

"Hehehe, yeah..."

Knowing that Kuroyukihime was just happy, Kase secretly breathed a sigh of relief, responding to Kuroyukihime's excitement with a somewhat stiff smile...

Five hours later...

"Ah, I'm exhausted..."

Kase groaned heavily, then slumped onto a park bench, unable to move another step. No matter how much Kuroyukihime tugged at him, Kase flatly refused her request to go shopping at the boutique.

During the morning's meal with the two, Kase had already arranged for the next buyer, Junichi Yui, to see Kuroyukihime properly. Furthermore, Junichi Yui's secretary had sent a text message saying that Councilor Yui was very satisfied with Kuroyukihime's appearance—Junichi Yui was a famous councilor in the 11th district, and one of the key leaders of his party.

Having achieved his main objective, Kase simply intended to accompany Kuroyukihime to a movie before returning to his office. However, Kuroyukihime seemed quite enthusiastic about their first date, dragging him to an amusement park for half a day after the movie, and now insisting on continuing their shopping spree at a boutique. Kase then truly sensed something was amiss.

"Please, Kuroyukihime, let me rest for a bit..."

"Master, you really don't get enough exercise."

"Or I'll give you money to go buy it yourself... I'm exhausted..."

Ignoring Kuroyukihime's complaint, Kase merely tried to quickly send her away. He still had many documents to process in his office, especially how to capture the newly identified target, Ashitsuki Iori—something that would require Kase considerable planning time.

"No, Master, it's completely pointless if you don't go. Why don't I stay here with you for a while?"

Kuroyukihime seemed unusually stubborn about Kase accompanying her shopping today. Did she also realize that she might not have the chance to stroll freely with Kase like this again?

Thinking this, Kase could only smile helplessly, agreeing to Kuroyukihime's request. Now, Kase wanted to fulfill many of Kuroyukihime's requests, perhaps to comfort himself by making amends? Kase didn't know, and he couldn't know.

Seeing that Kase didn't object, Kuroyukihime smoothed her short skirt and moved her round bottom next to him, her soft, fragrant body pressed against his arm. On the bench, the two sat silently…

“Master, I think they're so happy,”

Kuroyukihime murmured, watching the couples strolling or sitting side-by-side in the park.

“Oh? Is that so?”

“Hmm…”

“Master… will you abandon me?”

“Hehe, no…”

Kase's answer to Kuroyukihime's sudden question was tinged with embarrassment.

"Hey, Kuroyukihime, you... you're getting a little too close..."

Hearing Kase's response, Kuroyukihime didn't speak, but simply leaned even closer to him. If they were still somewhat distant before, now they were practically embracing.

"What? Master? Do you dislike this?"

"I don't dislike it... it's just..."

Kase felt a little embarrassed looking at the envious and jealous glances from those around him, who were watching him with a beautiful girl by his side.

"Hehe, Master... I had no choice... it's so dark here..."

"So dark?"

Kase looked at Kuroyukihime, who was clinging to his side, with some surprise. It was 3:30 pm, a bright afternoon.

"Hmm..."

"It's daytime in this world..."

"No, it's nighttime."

Ignoring Kase's puzzled and curious expression, Kuroyukihime simply pressed her snow-white cheek against Kase's shoulder, softly murmuring,

"It's nighttime..."

Chapter Thirty-Six

After dusk, Kase finally felt relieved and returned to the building where the club was located with Kuroyukihime.

Shopping with women is definitely a physically demanding task, at least according to Casa.

"Master, do you find shopping with me annoying?"

Seeing Kase's listless expression, Kuroyukihime pouted at the building entrance, feigning annoyance.

"No, no... I was just lamenting my lack of exercise."

Seeing that Kuroyukihime was genuinely angry, Kase quickly smiled and tried to appease the beautiful girl.

"Hmph..."

Kuroyukihime turned her head away, pretending to be truly angry and ignoring Kase. Realizing things were getting a bit out of hand, Kase patted his head and looked around like a thief. It seemed dark, and there was no one around. Kase directly pulled Kuroyukihime into a deep kiss.

"Master..."

Kuroyukihime didn't even get to say "Master" before Kase forcefully kissed her lips. At first, there was a hint of surprise in her big eyes, but it was all dissolved by the wet kiss, leaving a hazy look in her dark pupils.

"Kuroyukihime, I really love you."

After the deep kiss, Kase stared into Kuroyukihime's big eyes, suppressing his flushed face, and tried to say the words of love that he had been too embarrassed to say before.

"Mmm..."

Kuroyukihime simply nodded. A kiss from Kase made her forget everything else; her heart was pounding, a sweet ripple spreading outwards.

In the deepening darkness of the night, Kase, with ulterior motives, embraced Kuroyukihime, inhaling the faint fragrance of the beautiful girl's long black hair... After

a long, tender and intimate moment, Kase led Kuroyukihime into the building. Upon entering, an unexpected event made Kase inwardly curse himself for being an idiot.

He had forgotten that tonight was Charlotte and Vincent's rendezvous on the club's rooftop. As a result, leading Kuroyukihime into the building, he bumped right into the two walking arm in arm. Fortunately, Kase wasn't too close to Charlotte; they only exchanged slight nods before Kase pulled Kuroyukihime to a somewhat awkward position outside the lobby, watching Charlotte and Vincent enter the elevator and go upstairs.

“Master, that girl is so pretty, and has such a great figure…”

Kuroyukihime didn’t know Charlotte, but upon seeing the beautiful girl with long pink and white hair and large breasts, she sincerely exclaimed in admiration.

“Hmm…”

Kase stammered in response. He didn’t want to tell Kuroyukihime too much about the club, especially the fact that Charlotte was also a hostess at the club. Kase always felt that the less Kuroyukihime knew about the club, the better.

“Um, Kuroyukihime, I know a pretty good coffee shop nearby called Schloss. Let’s go sit down.”

“That shop…”

“What? Don’t you want to go?”

“Hmm, sure, I’m fine with you wherever you go with Master. But, Master, didn’t we just say we were going back to the office?”

“Hehe, it’s alright. I just remembered I don’t need to rush, and…”

At this point, Kase deliberately lowered his voice, speaking to Kuroyukihime in a somewhat mysterious tone,

“And that shop has some very special services, I guarantee you’ll be amazed.”

Kase gave a lewd smile and put his arm around Kuroyukihime, leading her towards the coffee shop. Kuroyukihime had never seen this smile before, so much so that this time, seeing it made her feel disgusted with her master for the first time.

To be honest, ever since meeting Suwabe Toru a few times at this shop, Kuroyukihime had a deep-seated aversion to shops offering H-services. If Kase hadn’t dragged her here, she probably would never have wanted to come here again.

However, upon entering the shop and seeing Kase's lewd gaze fixed on the beautiful Rias, Kuroyukihime's initial slight disgust intensified into a full-blown tropical storm, manifesting on her fair face.

"Hmph..."

she huffed, glancing at Kase out of the corner of her eye before ignoring her mistress and finding a corner to sit down.

Kase, who had been leering at Rias since entering the shop, initially focused only on her large breasts and pretty face, wondering why she was blushing and stammering. It wasn't until Rias gently reminded him that he realized the beautiful girl beside him had already angrily retreated to a corner.

Kase chuckled sheepishly, reluctantly shifting his gaze from Rias and turning to walk towards Kuroyukihime's seat.

Seeing that Kase had finally left her, Rias breathed a sigh of relief, her face flushed as she whispered,

"Gig... Gigg... you idiot... don't lick anymore... don't lick like that..."

A man of medium build in his twenties was hiding between Rias's legs under the bar, his tongue greedily roaming around Rias's pink vulva. As his nimble tongue moved, waves of tingling sensations shot from her lower body up her spine to Rias's brain, stimulating the red-haired beauty's lower body to secrete streams of nectar that mingled with Gigg's saliva, making sizzling sounds.

"Gig... no... ah... where... you idiot..."

Rias's coquettish protests had no effect; instead, they only made the man called Gigg's tongue move even more wildly around her vulva, even occasionally prying open the opening and penetrating deep into the vaginal canal.

Fortunately, it was already evening, and the shop wasn't as crowded as it had been half the day. Under the dim light, no one noticed the blush spreading across Rias's cheeks. Perhaps it was because they noticed this that Gigg beneath her was so brazenly taking liberties with the beautiful girl.

"Ah...ah..."

Rias's legs were already weak, her two small, snow-white hands gripping the bar, temporarily helping her legs support her body. Her mouth opened and closed rapidly, her beautiful eyes half-closed, seemingly both enduring and enjoying.

Seeing Rias begin to respond to his tongue with a slightly pleasurable expression, Gigg grinned wickedly beneath Rias's legs and suddenly stopped.

"Ah...why...why..."

Suddenly realizing Gigg had stopped, Rias wanted to question him, but the words were cut short by the girl's reserve, leaving only a series of ambiguous "why"s escaping into the air.

"Hehe, what's wrong?"

"Ah... Gig...you idiot..."

Looking at Gig, who was half-squatting beneath her with a mischievous expression, Rias muttered,

"Rias, you're so cute."

"Idiot...idiot...hurry up...hurry up..."

"Hurry up what? Rias, I don't understand what you're saying."

"Idiot, are you humiliating me?"

Rias's cheeks were completely flushed, her eyes glazed over as she stared at Gig, seemingly whispering her desires to her husband. Seeing Rias's seductive demeanor, Gig was momentarily captivated.

"Idiot...idiot."

"Hehe, Rias, let's go to the back and do it."

Hearing Gig's bold and shameless request, Rias, blinded by desire, forgot all about shyness, nodded, and helped Gig up. Since there weren't many people in the shop, Rias and Gig linked arms and quietly slipped into the back lounge...

While constantly coaxing Kuroyukihime, Kasei had actually been keeping an eye on Lias. Seeing Lias help the lewd-faced Gigg up from under the bar, Kasei suddenly realized why Lias had looked so unnatural earlier. Seeing Gigg and Lias slip into the back lounge together, Kasei felt a pang of jealousy, but a lewd smile crept across his face.

"Master, you're still smiling? You're not sincere at all!"

Kuroyukihime's anger had subsided somewhat after Kasei's kind words, but seeing the lewd smile on his face, she assumed he was thinking about the beautiful red-haired girl again, and a wave of jealousy surged within her. She pouted, venting her dissatisfaction with Kasei's philandering.

"Ah, no, I was just thinking about something else, sorry,"

Kasei quickly apologized to Kuroyukihime, realizing his lapse in composure.

"Hmph, anyway, Master is definitely thinking about some girl. While I was away, Master was with many girls, and he probably forgot about me long ago."

Looking at Kuroyukihime's cute pouty lips and angry expression, Kase's heart fluttered. Her snow-white face and long black hair that reached her beautiful buttocks made Kuroyukihime's shy and charming appearance even when she closed her big eyes and was angry. After all, she's only 14 years old. Even if she's mature and calm, Kuroyukihime probably wouldn't stand idly by in the face of Kase's womanizing ways.

"How could I? I really like you. Besides, I already have such a beautiful... girlfriend like you, why would I hurt another girl?"

"Master only knows how to say nice things."

"No, no..."

Kase was about to continue arguing when he was suddenly interrupted by a long, melodious scream.

"Ah..."

The sound trailed off, mixed with ambiguous and pleasurable moans. At first, the few customers in the shop looked at each other, but when the second and third screams came from the lounge, everyone covered their mouths and chuckled knowingly. Because of the nature of this shop, most of the customers were male. In fact, the only female customer at the moment was Kuroyukihime, who had accompanied Kase.

Having experienced much sexually, Kuroyukihime naturally understood the meaning of that sound. Her cheeks puffed up a cherry-red hue, and she cursed him inwardly for being shameless. Looking up at her master, she saw Kase's lewd expression as he enjoyed the seductive moans, and she was consumed by jealousy.

Kuroyukihime didn't immediately stop Kase. Instead, she slipped her small hand into his crotch, grabbing his already hard penis. As if she had caught something, she playfully scolded him,

"You fickle master, you foolish master, you lecherous master! You said you weren't thinking about other girls, yet your penis is already so hard!"

His penis, already erect, was suddenly grasped by Kuroyukihime's smooth, white hand, and she even casually stroked it a few times. This action made Kase secretly exhale with pleasure. Forcing himself to calm down, he responded to Kuroyukihime

, "No...no...Kuroyukihime...it's beyond our control...oh...I said...don't be so rough...ah..."

Accompanied by intermittent moans, Kuroyukihime's small hands alternately kneaded Kase's large penis, her fingertips occasionally gently stimulating the glans. Her neatly trimmed nails even lightly scratched the sensitive spot of Kase's glans, making the penis bounce back and forth in Kuroyukihime's snow-white hands.

"Hmph, so Master is still thinking about other girls? No, you can only think about lewd things with Kuroyukihime now."

"Hmm..."

Kase simply responded with a deep sound, his attention now completely focused on his penis. He slowly stretched forward, trying to make as much of the foreskin of his penis rub against Kuroyukihime's small hands as possible.

Kuroyukihime saw the lewd expression on Kase's face, the same one she wore when she was immersed in his body. Her lips curled slightly, and her small hands quickened their stroking. Fortunately, there weren't many guests in the hall at the moment, and they were sitting in a corner. Everyone was already engrossed in Rias's seductive moans, whispering lewd jokes and laughing, so no one noticed them.

"Oh... Kuroyukihime... oh..."

Kase gritted his teeth, inhaling deeply, letting out sighs of satisfaction. Kuroyukihime smiled seductively, watching her master finally under her control. Suddenly, she gave a heavy jerk, and before Kase could react, a large gush of semen sprayed directly onto Kuroyukihime's smooth skin.

"Hoo hoo, Master came. Were you thinking of me when you came?"

"Mmm..."

Kase simply nodded.

"Huff..." Seeing Kase nodding weakly and slumping back in the wide chair, Kuroyukihime revealed a smug smile.

"Hmph, as expected, Master still prefers my body."

However, if Kuroyukihime knew Kase's true thoughts at this moment, she would probably be furious, because at the moment of ejaculation, what appeared in Kase's mind was the beautiful red-haired girl Rias, that big-breasted beauty with light blue eyes, a girl exuding a rich milky fragrance and an alluring smile...

Just as Kase's desire was released, it seemed that Rias and Gig's battle was also coming to an end. Rias's moans grew higher and higher, and now almost everyone in the store could clearly hear Rias's seductive voice:

"Ah...no...ah...so good...Gig...you're so good...ah..."

"Ah...coming...coming...please...ah...please...together...ah..."

"Mmm... Ah... Rias... It's... It's Gig's... thing... Ah... Please fill me up... Ah... Ah... It's coming... Ah... So hot... Ah... Ah..."

A series of lewd moans, followed by a sharp scream, abruptly stopped the continuous seductive sounds. At this moment, everyone in the hall, including Kassagi who was being served by the beautiful girl Kuroyukihime, probably genuinely envied the man whose name Rias uttered was "Gig."

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