[Fantasy] The Infinite Path to Godhood (Complete) - 25-27

Chapter 183: Taking Down Angewomon BlackGatomon

stared wide-eyed at DarkFeather standing before it, puzzled. "Why not kill DarkFeather? Hmph, being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to yourself."

Angewomon beside it looked at BlackGatomon with a puzzled expression, glancing at DarkFeather. "If you won't do it, DarkFeather will take care of it for you!" With that, it prepared to fire its Holy Arrow.

Seeing this, DarkFeather reached out and grasped its white silk gloves, soft and fragrant as jade. Turning to Gatomon, it replied, "Leave quickly! Next time, DarkFeather won't show such mercy." It glanced at Angewomon as it spoke.

After a moment's hesitation, BlackGatomon smiled coldly. "You will pay the price." With swift speed, it disappeared into the darkness, leaving only its chilling tone behind.

Angewomon silently watched Darkwing, then turned away. "Why, Darkwing, would you hurt Darkwing for an enemy? Is it just because Darkwing is a Digimon?"

Darkwing paused, then stepped forward and hugged her slender waist, closing her eyes and silently saying, "Give her a chance, okay?"

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Angewomon's face, her steps faltering slightly. "You give her a chance, but she'll hurt you again. When have you ever given any other Digimon a chance?"

Darkwing suddenly released her hand, her clear eyes fixed on Angewomon's back, looking at the faint scars remaining on her body. She gently stroked the scars, saying with concern, "I'm sorry, it's Darkwing's fault. Darkwing knows it's no use saying anything now. It's probably because of what happened between her and Darkwing..." Because of our relationship, An Yu couldn't truly kill her. "I'm sorry, An Yu ignored your feelings. Are you cold? Your chest is the closest place to your heart. When you hold An Yu, you won't be cold anymore..."

A farewell without tears is the most painful. An Yu gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, releasing a trace of concern without reservation. Looking at the hands outstretched in front of her, she felt particularly uncomfortable. Her arrogant expression was long gone. She just looked down at him deeply, a slight smile appearing on her lips. "You won't be cold. You're so silly. Didn't you always want to see what An Yu looks like under his mask?" Her jade-like hands gently untied the mask covering her face above her eyes, revealing a beautiful and refined face.

The moment their eyes met, it was hard to look away. It was a breathtakingly beautiful face, with a hint of cunning in its dark eyes, so full of spirit. Its stunningly beautiful face was breathtakingly gorgeous, and the way it lightly bit its lip made it seem like a lifelike painting of a beautiful woman, yet unforgettable.

"So beautiful. Dark Feather will always protect you," Dark Feather smiled bitterly, reaching out to gently lift her delicate nose, admiring her.

"Do you think Dark Feather will forgive you?" Angewomon shook her head, her cherry-red lips lightly kissing Dark Feather's lips as she asked.

Dark Feather sighed and explained, "You're right. Dark Feather made a mistake this time. Dark Feather doesn't expect you to give Dark Feather another chance, but Dark Feather only wants you to stay by Dark Feather's side, that's enough." With a wave of her hand, a black light enveloped Angewomon and herself, and within the black light, they entered another world. " A certain realm…

" Angewomon asked, puzzled. All around was darkness, her body seemingly digitized, floating in mid-air.

Dark Feather smiled, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "Another data world in the Dark Realm. Data and information can be stored here. Since you and I belong to another world, I can control us both to enter here."

"It's nice, but so what? Do you want us to stay here forever?" Angewomon pondered for a moment, then her heart tightened, and she turned to look at Dark Feather.

Two hands tightly embraced her, offering no resistance. Only the two of them remained in the white surroundings. Looking at the beautiful woman lying in his arms, Dark Feather said self-deprecatingly, "How wonderful it would be if we could truly stay in this world forever. That's your thought, isn't it? There's no time limit here; time will forever stand still at this moment, so I can be with you forever." Those hands gently stroked her cheek, his words filled with tenderness.

The quiet space was now empty except for the two of them. Angewomon lay nestled in Dark Feather's arms, her beautiful eyes gazing deeply into his. Then she lowered her head again, a blush rising to her cheeks. "It's alright, to be with Little Feather forever. Do you really think that way?"

"Dark Feather only wants to be with you. Is Dark Feather selfish? Dark Feather could have gotten you by any means necessary, but Dark Feather didn't. Dark Feather can leave this place at any time. Time may stand still, but Dark Feather's love for you has never stopped... Dark Feather is just a fool." Dark Feather gently stroked Angewomon's cheek, his face expressionless. The words he had kept hidden in his heart were finally spoken.

Angewomon lowered her head silently, her body trembling slightly as she was held by Dark Feather. She forced a smile and said, "Thank you, but it's impossible for Dark Feathers. You are human, and Dark Feathers are just a bunch of data created by humans. No matter how powerful they are, they are still just data."

Her eyes instantly turned cold, and when she looked at Angewomon, a slight smirk appeared on her lips. "Data, very well. You are data, and Dark Feathers can be data too, but so what? Can't you see Dark Feathers' feelings for you? You have feelings, and so does Dark Feathers. Since that's the case, Dark Feathers can freely express their love for you." Her small hand gently brushed across Angewomon's clothes, carefully removing a corner of her garment. Her lips pressed against her pearly teeth, her tongue forcefully prying open her mouth.

A strange emotion ignited within her. Angewomon stared intently at him, offering no resistance, only tears streaming down her face. She couldn't understand why she felt this way. Was this love? His tongue continued to entwine, and it was hard to imagine that the person who spoke these words to her was only a twelve-year-old child.

His hands roamed freely, lingering on the shell-shaped opening. The long, gentle kiss finally ended, and her clothes were slowly pulled off to the ground. Her sacred body was being touched like this for the first time. Was this love? Why did Angewomon let him do this without resisting? Angewomon was

overwhelmed with mixed feelings. She owed him. Could this forbidden love continue? She didn't know. Since she didn't want to resist, she would quietly enjoy it. "Is this the kind of love that should exist between human men and women? Thank you, Angewomon." A smile appeared on her lips, revealing shallow dimples, so

captivating. Angewomon silently watched her. Unbeknownst to her, Angewomon's body was completely exposed. Her sacred body was laid bare before Angewomon. A blush of shyness appeared on her beautiful face, so endearing. Her long hair flowed to the ground, and she languidly leaned into Angewomon's arms.

That tall, erect figure rose, its seventeen-centimeter height pressing heavily against Angewomon's shapely buttocks. The two figures intertwined, enjoying the sensation, a burning heat spreading throughout their bodies. The moment their bodies touched, their innate desires were amplified. Angewomon's hand gently tugged at Angewomon's upper body.

"No, it hurts a little..." Angewomon whimpered softly, her eyes instinctively glancing at Angewomon, afraid of upsetting him.

Angewomon shook his head, kneading the large breasts before him, then lowered his head and gently approached...

"Is this okay? It's dirty..." Angewomon couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"It's not dirty, even if it were, Angewomon would be willing." Shaking his head and smiling, Angewomon gently kissed the nipple, his teeth lightly grinding against it

. "...Ah...be gentle, okay? Please..." Angewomon lowered her head shyly, looking at Angewomon, and whispered.

The massive object pressed against Angewomon's waist the moment it spoke, slowly probing into the secluded valley. Startled by its sudden appearance, Angewomon instinctively grabbed it, trying to stop it from moving.

Its breath was extremely pungent, and her gaze, fixed on the enormous thing, was filled with a conflicted feeling.

"...No...this thing is so scary...Xiaoyu...Anyu...Anyu is so scared." Her voice trembled with tears, completely devoid of her usual ethereal indifference, now sounding like a virgin who had never experienced anything.

"How can you understand if you haven't experienced it? Didn't you want to understand the difference between humans and Digimon? See? You're no different from humans. You're a woman, and right now you're just like a girl who doesn't understand anything." Anyu silently watched her, her small hands gently gesturing in a Tai Chi pattern.

Angewomon, her gaze glazed over, nodded silently, her eyes slowly closing as she whispered, "If it's alright, please continue, okay?"

Her eyes remained tightly shut, afraid to open them again, only feeling the gentle touch on her vulva. For the first time, it was slightly itchy…

Seeing Angewomon staring intently at Anyu's lower body, her cheeks flushed, her breathing rapid, and noticing the massive member already half-submerged in her, with a few beads of sweat on her forehead, Angewomon knew she was halfway there. She slowly and worriedly placed one hand on Anyu's back. Anyu gently kneaded her round breasts, while his other hand reached down to his own vulva, gently teasing it, where it was already gurgling with moisture. Anyu knew that the only thing he needed to do now was to give Angewomon a little help, after all, she was still a virgin. With just a little help, Angewomon would definitely be beneath him, and he could enjoy her as he pleased.

But at this moment, no one else would come; he had to rely on himself.

So, Dark Feather rubbed his eyes and mumbled dreamily, "Angelwomon, Dark Feather loves you so much! From now on, you'll be Dark Feather's woman." Angewomon, lost in thought, was startled by his sudden outburst, but upon hearing Little Feather's murmur, she panicked. "I didn't expect Dark Feather to say that; I feel both shy and embarrassed," she thought. Just then, he mumbled again, "Don't be afraid, Dark Feather, let's take it slow." Although Angewomon was filled with trepidation, the thought of his deep love for her, her long-cherished dream of receiving Dark Feather's love, and his sincere words stirred her heart.

"Dark Feather wants you, Dark Feather wants everything from you, Tian'er, can Dark Feather call you Tian'er?" Dark Feather whispered gently.

He was Little Feather, Dark Feather's beloved Little Feather, her tranquil eyes gazing at Dark Feather with a soft "Mmm."

In no time, Dark Feather had stripped Angewomon naked. Actually, it wasn't really stripping; he practically tore the clothes to shreds and threw them on the ground, finding it too troublesome.

Looking at the incredibly perfect, sexy, and beautiful body before him, how could he care if she was human? As long as they truly loved each other, that was enough. And this was Angewomon, for whom he had given his life. Dark Feather could no longer suppress his excitement. He bent down and kissed her lips, and Angewomon responded passionately to his kiss. Suddenly, Dark Feather pulled away from those seemingly suction-like lips, stood up, and looked down at the female body lying before him. He had had thoughts about Angewomon in the past, but he had never really examined her body closely, nor had he had the opportunity. Now, he wanted to quietly observe this beautiful woman. No

wonder she was the most beautiful woman in the Digital World. Even if she changed her appearance, even if she became ugly, if anyone saw this body and didn't feel anything, then he was either a woman or a eunuch—in short, not a man. Because Angewomon's body was so perfect, and the Digimon hadn't changed or deformed with the passage of time, Angewomon was even more alluring now. Her large, tender breasts were not only white and enormous but also incredibly elastic, making him unable to resist touching them. Angewomon's waist was slender and shapely, likely due to her training, without a trace of excess fat. In contrast, her large, round, firm, and bright buttocks were arousing to look at, and her small mons pubis resembled a small steamed bun, smooth and without any pubic hair, sparking endless fantasies and making him want to explore it further. Now, this body could be ravaged and pleasing to him at will, so what was he waiting for? He acted.

Dark Feather gently parted Angewomon's legs and placed them on his shoulders. Then, he rubbed his engorged, purplish-red glans against her vulva. Who said Digimon don't distinguish between male and female? This was proof! Angewomon's exquisite face and pure body had already said it all. Gently, gently, he entered her. Angewomon, aroused by Dark Feather's ministrations, couldn't help but moan softly. More and more of Angewomon's juices flowed from her lower body. Dark Feather knew she was ready. Without warning, he thrust his seventeen-centimeter-long, monstrous penis forward forcefully. "Sizzle..." His penis slid into Angewomon's tender hole. Everything began to unfold. Dark Feather possessed Angewomon's body,

followed by a long moan from her, "Ah..." a mixture of pain and pleasure, unreadable. "Little Feather, your... your... that's so big..."

"Big? Only half, there's more!" With another thrust, the exposed half squeezed into Angewomon's vulva. He had initially thought that Angewomon was the goddess in the eyes of the Digimon, and a sense of pride welled up within him. Now, he had achieved it; the woman he deeply loved was moaning beneath him, and he was overjoyed.

Dark Feather immediately began his conquest of Angewomon. He knew that with a virgin like his mother, who had never experienced such pleasure, technique was essential; otherwise, the first time would only cause her pain and disgust. He and Miyano Akemi had done it just as well last night, and he could succeed today as well.

When withdrawing, only the head of his penis remained inside her; when thrusting, he plunged it in completely, faster and harder with each thrust.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah... Xiaoyu... ya..." "It's alright, just bear with it. Tian'er loves Xiaoyu the most, right?" "Yes, Xiaoyu loves Anyu the most... Xiao... Xiaoyu, it's okay, come on, as long as you're happy... Anyu... Anyu is willing to do anything." "Ya... I'll let you use your Southern Kingdom to kill Anyu!" "Ah... ah... ah... Anyu can't take it anymore, ah..." Soon, the Heavenly Maiden Beast released her yin essence and climaxed, looking at the delicate droplets of water. The

Heavenly Maiden Beast looked at the droplets and shyly asked, "Can we continue?" Anyu smiled and said, "So Tian'er is also someone who craves love so much." As he spoke, his weapon surged into the deep valley again, thrusting in and out continuously. "Ah, Xiaoyu, ya... you're too strong..." "If Tian'er is happy, Anyu is happy." The speed gradually increased.

"Ah... Xiaoyu, please spare Tian'er, no, no... keep going gently... gently..." "Tian'er, take it slow... Xiaoyu will always love you." "Xiaoyu... please hurry, Anyu is so happy, Tian... Tian'er... so happy..." "Can I call you Brother Anyu?" "Okay, Brother Xiaoyu, fuck Tian'er to death, ah... ah, ah, ah, I came again, I can't take it anymore, ah..." This time her orgasm came even faster, but she no longer had the energy to think about why she was much more sensitive than before, because it was Anyu riding on her. After time and time again, the Heavenly Maiden Beast, who had gotten used to the speed, was no longer afraid, and Anyu became even more aggressive, thrusting more fiercely, sometimes nine shallow and one deep, sometimes three shallow and one deep: sometimes he would use the head of his penis to grind against her vulva from side to side, making her feel like her soul was leaving her body; sometimes he would thrust all the way in, making her feel like she was dying.

An Yu felt it; Angewomon's vagina suddenly twitched, gripping his large glans tightly. The opportunity had arrived!

He reached his hands from under Angewomon's thighs behind her plump, round buttocks, forcefully pulling his mother's body towards him, while simultaneously accelerating the thrusting of his massive breasts. Then, he channeled his inner energy, shooting out a burst of scorching true qi from the tip of his glans, making Angewomon even more unable to control herself. Angewomon shyly let out a cry, "Ah, ah, ah ah, ah ah, come on, shoot it all into An Yu!" An Yu bombarded her honeyed orifice, gently thrusting his massive member, his glans striking Angewomon's vaginal opening.

Afterwards, An Yu lowered his head and kissed Angewomon's jade lips, his gaze sweeping over her body, his small hand gently lingering on her lips after this baptism. "First time, did it hurt a little?"

Angewomon's fair hand gently stroked Ange's cheek. For the first time, she felt such closeness. Her graceful figure matured further, her erect breasts becoming even more alluring. Like the sun after a storm, bathed in the warmth of love, she leaned against Ange's chest, her face serene. She opened her eyes and gazed deeply at Ange: "Just being able to look at you like this is enough for Ange. Thank you, Ange."

Ange breathed a sigh of relief, gently stroking Angewomon's flowing hair, and whispered, "Tian'er, may I call you Tian'er?" His gaze remained fixed on Angewomon, filled with anticipation. He was finally able to win the heart of the woman he loved; years of pent-up emotions had been released, and his heart was filled with satisfaction.

Angewomon murmured something to herself, then her eyes lit up. She closed them and whispered, "Tian'er, Anyu has a human name now. Xiaoyu, from now on you'll be called Anyu Tian'er." She wrapped her slender body tightly around his waist, actively seeking a kiss. Having undergone the baptism of virginity, she now appeared even more alluring.

Anyu smiled, picked up Angewomon's pristine white robe that had fallen to the ground, and handed it to her. "Put it on. Then, together, we Anyu will work hard to return to our original world. Anyu will never let you see Anyu's fallen state again."

"Anyu no longer cares. As long as you can truly love Anyu, that's enough." Angewomon took the robe from Anyu, put it on, and leaned against him, her eyes shimmering, seemingly beginning to accept human emotions.

Moved, Dark Feather scratched his head and reached out to hook Angewomon's delicate nose, saying, "I don't know what to say about what Tian'er said. Let's go home. We Dark Feathers don't need to care about what others think of us." Seeing Angewomon's kindness, he felt a sense of satisfaction, reached out and opened a space, and his figure slowly disappeared, reappearing in the real world.

Resting his head against Angewomon's chest, Darkfeather seemed to thoroughly enjoy being held. Looking up at her still-masked face, he couldn't help but tease, "Tian'er looks increasingly tired. Darkfeathers, let's go home!"

A gust of cold wind swept by, and Darkfeather couldn't help but shiver. Just as he was about to speak, Angewomon opened her arms and embraced him. A warmth rose from his heart. Angewomon looked down at him, "The chest is the place closest to the heart. If you hold Darkfeather's chest, you won't be cold."

Footsteps sounded slowly in the distance, then stopped. The five Chosen Children stood still, watching the two's intimate actions, and

nodded slightly with satisfaction. Angewomon's brows suddenly furrowed, and she turned around to see several figures standing in front of her and Darkfeather.

A large and a small figure stood in the dim moonlight. Inside the school's computer lab, several beams of white light flashed. Inside, a few kids had safely returned from the Digital World to reality. Today's story involved Gatomon and Patamon's Armor Evolution into Pegasusmon and Nefertitimon. Takeru was particularly pleased; the combined attack of Pegasusmon and Nefertitimon seemed to foreshadow his and Kari's perfect pairing. His gaze couldn't help but drift towards Kari. She

remained calm, her expression serene, and walked towards the balcony, seemingly gazing up at something.

"Kari, what are you doing?" Oura walked to her side, watching her. Her frail body trembled, as if she had seen something she shouldn't have.

On the school balcony at night, a petite figure leaned quietly against the railing. Following her gaze, Daiura looked down and saw a human and a Digimon embracing each other under a white light in the peaceful campus. "What's wrong with that guy? How could he do something so outrageous with a Digimon..."

"Kari..." Sora, seeing Kari's expression, couldn't help but pat her shoulder to comfort her. Only a woman understands her own feelings.

Kari felt a pang of pain in her heart and murmured, "Sora, what kind of person is he? How could he do something like that with a Digimon?" As she spoke, she rested her head on Sora's shoulder and sobbed softly, looking so pitiful.

"That bastard! How could he make you so sad? Patamon, Darkwing, go teach that guy a lesson!" Takeru clenched his fists, glanced at Patamon beside him, and his Digivice emitted a white light. Patamon evolved into Pegasusmon, and Takeru leaped onto Pegasusmon's shoulder. Spreading its wings, it flew in front of Darkwing. Takeru jumped off Pegasusmon and coldly stared at him...

"Little Feather, it seems someone's coming?" Angewomon released Darkwing's hand and turned to look at Takeru. Darkwing, who

had already sensed something, glanced at Takeru, then looked at the kids catching up behind him, and stroked his chin, saying, "What are you doing here?"

Takeru frowned and said coldly, "You actually had a relationship with a Digimon, you scum."

"Takeru, stop! What are you doing?" Kari quickly ran to his side, looking at Darkwing with concern.

"Kairi, you still don't understand. This guy is the enemy of the Darkwings. How can a human develop feelings for a Digimon? Those who violate the laws are destined to be punished with death." Takeru reached out to block Kari behind him, his eyes suddenly turning cold as he looked down, his blank gaze devoid of any emotion. He muttered to himself, and streaks of black light flashed from his body.

"Why can't we be together? The Darkwings' affairs are none of your business, you brat." Darkwing glanced at Takeru disdainfully and sneered.

"Takeru, what's wrong with you?" Motomiya Oobu pressed his shoulder worriedly, trying to comfort him.

"Get out of my way! The Darkwings' affairs are none of your business, you piece of trash." Takeru flung Oobu aside, the force suddenly increasing, and Oobu's body crashed heavily to the ground.

Inoue Kyo stood there, stunned. Hida Iori, standing beside him, closed her eyes and walked to Takeru's side. "Kill them. You're right. Everyone who goes against justice will die." It was hard to imagine these words coming from the mouth of a third-grade elementary school student.

"Anyu, I'm sorry, Takeru. Anyu, let's go. Don't make a fool of yourselves here." Kari smiled bitterly and walked to Takeru's side, giving Anyu an apologetic look.

"Karai, get out of the way. This is a battle between justice and evil. If you don't want to help, then get out of Anyu's way." Iori blocked Takeru's path, coldly staring at Kari.

"Iori, how can you be like this too? Killing people? What do you want to do?" Sora looked at Takeru worriedly, pulling Kari aside and reminding her.

Honmiya Oobu silently got up from the ground, picked up Chigomon, walked to the side, and coldly glanced at Takeru and Iori. "You've all changed. Takeru, Dark Feather, whatever you want to do, just don't hurt Kari. Otherwise, your enemy won't just be him, but Dark Feather too." Chapter

184: All Fallen

Kari's hand was held by Sora, and her figure slowly stood to the side.

"Takeru, Dark Feather thinks there shouldn't be a Dark Tower in the real world to restrain evolution, so you can let Patamon Mega Evolve into HolyAngemon. Otherwise, Dark Feather thinks the Dark Feathers still can't defeat him." Iori waved her hand, and the Armored Digivice in her hand emitted a white light. Takeru

smiled contemptuously, looked at the silent Dark Feather, and his body surpassed the limits of humanity. His figure swooped down and punched Dark Feather in the chest.

"You've been relying on a woman to help you all this time? You useless piece of trash."

An Yu reached out to block him, looking at the other's darkened body, secretly puzzled. What was going on? According to the original work, these kids' personalities shouldn't be like this at all. Sure enough, this was a parallel universe. Although the two were intertwined with the second part, the characters' personalities were completely different from the originals.

His free left hand collided with A Wu's left fist, a sharp pain causing both of them to stagger backward.

"Silver Ray." Pegasus, hovering in the air, glanced at Takeru, a flash of silver light shooting from its forehead towards Darkwing.

"No!" Kari frowned, watching Darkwing about to be struck by the silver ray, and cried out.

"Kara, don't worry, it'll be alright, they'll all be alright." Sora sighed, reaching out to hug Kari tightly, a tear sliding down her cheek as she whispered words of comfort. Everything had changed; everyone was at a loss in the face of this sudden situation, and now all they could do was comfort the girl before them.

"Little Feather..." Angewomon, seeing the approaching silver ray, scooped up Darkwing and leaped into the air.

Darkwing, held in her arms, looked down at the spot where she had just stood. The silver ray struck the ground, sending up clouds of dust; its immense destructive power would have reduced a person to ashes long ago.

"Put Darkwing down! Looks like they won't leave until they deal with these brats, you two lunatics." Darkwing gently kissed Angewomon's lips and smiled.

Angewomon blushed and landed on the ground. Darkwing formed a hand seal with its Crest, evolving into Beelzemon. In the dark night, it stood proudly like a war god.

"Hmph, all evil will vanish before justice. Digigolo, grant Darkwing courage!" Iori Hida glared hatefully at Darkwing. The Armored Digivice in her hand flashed white light, and the original Crest of Knowledge changed. Sandslammon's body slowly transformed into a bright red Digimon, flames engulfing its entire body. A chilling roar escaped its lips.

Chinese Name: Wild Boar Beast English Name: Vikaralamon Japanese Name: ヴィカラーラモン Evolution Stage: Ultimate Level Attribute: Vaccine Type: Sacred Beast Type

"Ultimate level Hida Iori, you've certainly played some tricks well." Dark Feather glanced at the data in his mind, his figure leaping up, unleashing a Black Flame Beast King Fist towards the Wild Boar Beast. "

How did Iori manage to transform his Intelligence Armor into the Crest of Courage?" Oura asked.

"It was done by Xuanwu Beast before. Actually, the Wild Boar Beast itself is one of the twelve Emperor Demons under Xuanwu Beast. And just last time, when you and Kari were captured by the Tyrannosaurus Modifier, Dark Feather and the others didn't just encounter Qinglong Beast, but the entire Four Sacred Beasts," Inoue Kyo replied in a muffled voice.

The fireball struck the Wild Boar Beast's body, seemingly without any pain. The Wild Boar Beast roared, emitting a dark energy ball from its forehead.

A cold wind whistled as Dark Feather calmly watched the approaching ball of dark energy. He slowly raised his hands, closed his eyes, and said, "Comprehending the power of darkness is not as simple as that. Gather all the power into one point..." His seemingly empty hands materialized as if a weapon had appeared before the incoming ball of dark energy. All the power was concentrated in one strike, and his fist slammed heavily into the ball. The energy shattered, and the compressed energy released violently eroded the surroundings. Sand and stones flew, and trees fell one after another.

Dark Feather stood still, looking down at his fists, a smile playing on his lips.

"Little Feather..." Angewomon smiled and walked to Dark Feather's side.

"Hmph, Boarmon, show him what's what!" Iori Hida clenched her fists and scolded.

"Understood, Iori, Horin." Boarmon opened its mouth wide.

A red wheel arced through the air as Dark Feather leaped up, delivering a powerful punch that shattered the wheel. His figure swayed rapidly in the air, a whirlwind of black flames engulfing the Boar Beast's body.

Compared to the previous flames, the power was amplified to its maximum. The scorching heat of the engulfing flames burned the Boar Beast's fur black. After a painful cry, it regressed into an Oberon, scurrying hastily to Iori Hida's side.

"Useless trash, what are you doing here? You can't even beat him." Iori Hida kicked the Oberon away, coldly staring at Takeru, who had remained motionless since his transformation.

Black particles in the surrounding air slowly enveloped Takeru and Pegasusmon. In the instant darkness enveloped them, their bodies completely merged into one. "Iori, don't look at Darkwing anymore. Darkwing will make him die where Darkwing is buried." Takeru raised his head, his handsome face looking at Vulcanmon. His aging face gradually changed, becoming more and more ferocious. Black wings were placed on his back, and his silver-white bull horns pointed sharply upwards. His hoarse voice was filled with boundless anger. In the instant he roared to the sky, his face completely distorted beneath his two pairs of black wings. His hoarse voice was filled with boundless anger, "Darkwing, you can become a Digimon, and so can Takeru Darkwing. Today, it's either you or Darkwing who dies. Kari, did you see? Everything Darkwing did for you, you should have belonged to Darkwing, but this guy's appearance made Darkwing so pathetic..." After saying that, his four giant claws collapsed to the ground, his whole body enveloped in dark purple light.

Dark Feather silently watched:

Demon Beast, also known as Ultimate Demon Beast (Japanese: デーモン/English: demon/American: daemon)

, Beast-human

type: Demon Lord type, Virus species, Ultimate level.

Representative sin: Wrath.

Representative star: Jupiter.

Representative demon lord: Satan.

Affiliation: One of the Seven Great Demon Lords.

Adaptable areas: Nightmare Soldiers, Unknown, Dark Areas.

Habitat: Folder Continent, Demon Beast City.

"Takeru, don't go on like this..." Kari covered her face with her hands, leaning against Sora's chest, tears streaming down her face. She was heartbroken, she was crying... …

Chapter 185: Battle Against Leviathanmon

"Leviathanmon? How is that possible? That's a top-tier Digimon, one of the Seven Great Demon Lords alongside Luvmon. Perhaps this is fate. Darkwing and his Digimon are destined for a bad end together." Angewomon sighed, looking at Leviathan's cold gaze. Luvmon, the strongest of the Seven Great Demon Lords, was strong enough to rival Darkwing's Burst Mode. Although Darkwing's current Beelzemon form was also an Ultimate level, its power was sealed, making it unable to contend with a top-tier Digimon like Leviathanmon.

"Are you afraid? Darkwing, fallen into evil, yet still retains a righteous heart. And you, Darkwing, will surely die at Darkwing's hands along with your Digimon." Leviathanmon sneered, its gaze chilling.

Although Takeru had fallen into Leviathan, he didn't know that Darkfeather was also one of the Seven Demon Lords.

"Is this really Takeru? Why did he become like this?" Staring at the Leviathan before him, Inoue Kyo stood there, stunned, muttering to himself.

Hida Iori saw Leviathan's appearance and a hint of disgust flashed across her face, but she praised, "As expected of Takeru, with his Ultimate-level strength, who can stop him? Kari, just you wait and see! Justice will surely prevail over evil."

"Iori, what are you saying? You bastard, didn't you see how Takeru has become?" Sora looked at Kari comfortingly and scolded her.

With timid eyes, Kari silently watched Takeru, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She broke free from Sora's embrace and ran to Leviathan. "Takeru, please, wake up! Don't continue like this."

"Kara, are you pleading for him now?" "Get out of my way! You'll never give up on him if you don't kill him!" Leviathan swung his hand, and Kari's body fell heavily to the ground, her face covered in filthy dust, her hands scarred from the dry ground.

Oura, seeing Kari lying on the ground, rushed forward and demanded of Leviathan, "Why did you do this to Kari? If you liked her, why did you hurt her?"

Leviamon sneered, roaring as it extended its massive claw, lifting Oura high into the air. Its cold eyes held a hint of disdain. "Dark Feather's affairs are none of your business, you piece of trash. Die!"

Oura struggled in agony as its throat was tightly gripped. A white light flashed from its Armored Digivice, and Veemon evolved into Veemon EX. "You demon, let Oura go!"

"What can you do to Dark Feather? You useless Champion-level Digimon." Leviamon chuckled darkly, completely disregarding Veemon EX.

"Takeru, what are you doing? Please, don't do this! We're all friends, how can you kill Oura?" Sora helped Kari up from the ground, looking fearfully at the horrified Leviamon.

"X-ray." Veemon, seeing Oura's pain, emitted a blinding white light from its forehead, striking Leviamon's claw directly.

Leviathanmon sneered, waving its left hand to easily scatter the light. "Hmph, those who block Darkfeather's way die! All of you, get out of Darkfeather's way! Die, you useless piece of trash! You think you can take Kari from Darkfeather?" It then activated its Descending Claw, its massive claws seemingly capable of tearing its opponent in two.

While the brats were talking, Darkfeather adjusted its hat, noticing the enemies staring at it with mockery. It formed a hand seal from its emblem, glancing at Angewomon. "Don't be afraid. How can not trying mean Darkfeather has failed? All of you, get out of the way! And Kari, I'm truly sorry, Darkfeather has ruined you all." Its hands crossed, its Demon King form and Beast form reacting simultaneously, merging and evolving into Beelzemon the instant its body was enveloped in the seal.

Black flames engulfed his entire body, his arms bent downwards, and his wings spread wide. "Quickshot—!" Fireballs, like laser guns, struck Leviathan's claws directly. Blue-purple blood slowly flowed out, and Daiura's body was about to fall to the ground when Darkfeather spread its wings and caught him, handing him to Veemon EX.

"Darkfeather, thank you, and thank you, Veemon EX." Daiura painfully opened his eyes and said gratefully, struggling to stand on the ground, leaning against Veemon EX's back, a trace of loss flashing across his expression.

"Are you cowardly? Where has your courage gone?" Darkfeather turned his back to him and slowly walked towards Leviathan

. Daiura hesitated and shook his head. After pondering, he turned back to look in Kari's direction, seeing her sad expression. "Darkfeather's courage, where is Darkfeather's courage? Darkfeather's courage made it so that Darkfeather couldn't even protect Kari."

"Daiura..." The Veemon he had degenerated into wanted to comfort his master, but didn't know what to say.

"Evolved? Very well, so what? Your death is imminent, Chaos Flame." Leviathanmon sneered, its empty eyes fixed on its slowly bleeding claws. It licked its lips, opened its massive jaws, and unleashed its purple wings, creating a raging sea of fire that swept wildly towards Darkfeather.

Under the intense heat, the other Chosen Children felt a tightness in their chests. Seeing the danger, Kari exchanged a quick glance with Gatomon, who had evolved into Angewomon. Gatomon scooped her and Sora up and carried them away.

Hawkmon also evolved into Eaglemon, carrying Inoue Miyabi high into the sky, traversing the sea of fire.

"Iori, next up are the Darkfeathers." Oberon, watching the flames engulf them, shrank back somewhat timidly.

"Got it!" Iori frowned, then, without further ado, Digizoon carried him out of the inferno.

Flames filled the air around Kawada Elementary School, attracting the attention of others. An Yu roared, his entire body engulfed in flames, standing amidst the inferno, with chaotic fire burning wildly around him.

"This is top-tier fire from the Dark Region. An Yu thinks even your Dark-attribute Digimon will perish under its power," Leviathan hissed, its speed astonishing. It appeared before An Yu, raising its claws to grab him.

Dark flames burned within him. A glint of light flashed in An Yu's eyes as he parried the attack with one hand. His right hand, having missed, struck Leviathan's body, sending both of them staggering backward.

Leviathan gently touched the blood at the corner of its mouth, spread its wings, and glanced at Angewomon beside Darkfeather. A sinister smile appeared on its lips. It flapped its wings, and its massive claws slammed into Angewomon, sending her flying high into the air. Its beautiful face was covered in frost, and a white light flashed from its white gloves as it fired a holy arrow.

"Midnight Invasion!" Leviathan spread its wings, and countless bats flew out, destroying the holy arrow.

"You go first. Angewoather can handle this." Angewoather flapped its black wings, flew to Angewomon's side, and hugged her, whispering.

"Hmph, trying to leave? You won't be leaving today, Inferno!" Driven by intense hatred, Leviathan released extremely hot hellfire around its body, sweeping towards Angewomon in dense rows.

"Is it over?" Angewomon gazed deeply at Angewomon, murmuring.

Gazing at the sea of fire approaching from all directions, Dark Feather shook his head, embracing Angewomon. His wings quickly tightened, enveloping both of them. He recalled the skills he had gained after fusing with Beelzemon, but the hellfire was already raging within him, severely burning him. Angewomon protected him within his wings.

Seeing the two injured on the ground, Leviathan laughed wildly, controlling the surrounding hellfire to reclaim its energy. It slowly walked towards them, suddenly accelerating and unleashing a flurry of powerful claw attacks.

Dark Feather shielded Angewomon, parrying the attacks with both hands. A cold smile played on his lips. Besides the new skills gained from the fusion evolution, the most important thing was the ability to create a chemical reaction between his human form and the Demon Lord's spirit. A gleaming shotgun, "Eggplant Berenjena," ignited in his left hand, while a black flame ignited the gun in his right. "Heartbreak Shot—"

The hellish black attack continued its frenzied battle against Leviathan in the air.

Leviathan recoiled, its face drooping. "To think you weren't burned to ashes after being subjected to the Infernal Fire, you're incredibly lucky." Its form slowly changed, a red robe draped over its body, and a sharp scythe flashed in its right hand. The figure charged forward again, wielding a blood-red blade.

Dark Feather clutched its chest, blood trickling from its mouth. Although it was one of the Seven Demon Kings, without its fully developed power, it couldn't withstand such powerful hellfire. Most people would indeed be burned to ashes under such conditions, as Leviathan had said.

Chapter 186: Two Demon Kings Clash

"Little Feather..." Angewomon cried out, seeing Dark Feather's injuries.

"Dark Feather is alright." Dark Feather shook its head, pressing its chest, and launched another double-sweep attack at Leviathan with its left hand.

"You're still far from what Darkfeather said, Darkfeather." Leviathan easily dodged the dense hail of bullets from the Twin Charge, its scythe cleaving Darkfeather's chest once more. His body shattered, a stream of data flowing out, transforming him into a human.

His slender figure stood in the wind, his black trench coat concealing his aging face. Darkfeather looked at Angewomon, whose expression was filled with worry, and gently stroked her long hair, saying, "If we die, we Darkfeathers will die together." He then gripped his crest tightly.

Angewomon's heart trembled, tears welling in her eyes, as she leaned her head against his chest.

Seeing Darkfeather fall to the ground, Leviathan grinned, turning to look at Kari, who had rushed over due to the disappearance of Hellfire. "Did you see that? This piece of trash you like is about to die at Darkfeather's feet." He then walked up to Darkfeather, his eyes filled with disdain.

Darkfeather, his thin body standing in the wind, looked at the slowly approaching Leviathan, sighed, closed his eyes, and chuckled, "Ultimately, it's no use. Darkfeather will fight to the death and never yield, Takeshi Takaishi, or rather, Leviathan."

"Do you think you still have a chance to resist, Darkfeather?" Leviathan glanced at him dismissively.

"Haha~~ Actually, Darkfeather didn't intend to use it. Since that's the case~." Several black lights flashed, simultaneously disappearing into the black spiral. "

Dark Feather crossed his hands, his figure enveloped in dark power. The power of the Dark Tome bestowed upon him the attributes of 'Wind,' 'Fire,' 'Ice,' 'Wood,' and 'Steel,' emitting a burst of flashes. Moments later, a silver-black beast, wielding a crimson scythe—this was Beelzemon Burst Mode—stood in the center, feeling the dark power flowing within its scorching armor. A sense of familiarity he had never felt before made Dark Feather smile involuntarily, coldly staring at Leviathan before him.

'This is just the beginning.' Dark Feather smiled coldly.

Facing Dark Feather, who had suddenly evolved into Gale Mode, Leviathan's eyelids slowly drooped, its figure vanishing from its spot in an instant. The scythe in its hand swung towards Dark Feather, a sharp, blood-red light flashing. 'So what if you've evolved? Take this!'" Dark

Feather parried with Phantom Night, meeting the attack's gaze with a sneer. He deftly deflected it, taking a step back. A shadow vanished from his spot, followed by a rapid series of thrusts using "Gale Black Flame," instantly shattering the black robe of Leviathan's other form.

"Interesting." Leviathan breathed slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips. A vast expanse of hellfire erupted from his hands, sweeping towards Dark Feather.

A swift flash followed, the immense destructive power of the hellfire creating a fierce wind and scorching the ground. Dark Feather's eyes reddened, and he leaped from mid-air, landing with a roar as Phantom Night shot towards Leviathan.

Seeing the danger, Leviathan dodged quickly, his scythe unleashing a swarm of black bats that scattered, their shattered ice flames... A powerful friction occurred, and the intense pressure of the dragon-shaped sword energy directly shattered the attack, sending it rushing into the Leviathan's body.

A sharp pain shot through his chest; humiliation! When had he ever suffered such humiliation? The image of Dark Feather's face flashed through his mind, as did Kari's delighted expression upon seeing him. His jealous eyes coldly fixed on the other, and he staggered backward, a cold wind whipping around him. The scythe in his right hand plunged deep into the ground, and he reverted to his demonic form, kneeling on one knee, his lowered face contorted in a grotesque grimace.

Dark Feather stopped, calmly surveying the Leviathan. "The final blow is coming. Take this, Takeshi."

"Dark Feather, please, please don't go on like this! Takeshi, turn back into a human! You scare me!" Kari shielded the Leviathan in front of her, pleading with Dark Feather as he slowly approached.

"Tsk tsk, hiss... Kari, are you saying Dark Feather will lose to him? Get out of his way!" "Dark Feather doesn't need your sympathy." Leviathan hissed, baring its teeth, and raised its head. Under the moonlight, a terrifying face was revealed. Beneath its fallen purple wings, a large hand lashed out, unleashing the Fallen Claw, tearing towards Kari. It seemed to have lost all reason, attacking frantically.

Dark Feather frowned, its figure flashing as it used Phantom Night to block the beast's claw. "You'd better leave first." With that, Phantom Night unleashed its ice flames, and the shotgun "Eggplant Berenjena" fired a double burst, directly hitting Leviathan's body, sending it soaring into the air.

Watching Leviathan being pushed into the air, Dark Feather smiled. Its figure vanished from its spot, soaring high into the sky and hovering there, head bowed. Phantom Night activated, "Dance of Blood." "A crimson light spread across the sword, and countless drops of red blood flew out from it, simultaneously heading towards the Leviathan from all directions.

Seeing the fierce attack, the Leviathan trembled. Before it could even think, its body was already being tossed about by the swirling blood, which flew wildly through its body. It opened its eyes in agony, its hateful gaze fixed on Dark Feather. Black energy continuously spread around its body, instantly enveloping it, making it impossible to discern what was happening inside. Only its head throbbed with pain, and it pressed its hands heavily against it, letting out a painful cry to the sky.

"It's A-Wu's voice. He looks so painful." Xiao Jing covered her face, looking up at the sky, listening to the heart-wrenching cries of pain, tears streaming down her face.

"No data leaked?" "Dark Feather stood high in the sky, gazing at Leviathanmon, and murmured.

Chapter 187: Diana Holy Beast

Darkness enveloped Leviathanmon, and with an unwilling roar, its body gradually transformed back into human form. Its eyes had already turned blood red. A sky-blue Digimon leaped down from the ranks and stood before Dark Feather. Beneath its pristine white body, its face was covered by a white helmet. The moment its long hair fell down, its breathtakingly beautiful appearance was revealed. Holding a crescent-shaped spear, its white hair fluttered in the breeze. Its alluring figure was covered by a tight-fitting outfit, and its pure face swept over Dark Feather.

"A Digimon that parasitizes a human body?" Dark Feather coldly glanced at the other party and said indifferently.

"You hindered Dark Feather's plan, and now I must kill you." "The Digimon, clad in pure white armor, unleashed a blinding white light from its spear, sending countless ice fragments flying.

Seeing the opponent's unpredictable attack, it swung its Phantom Night weapon, scattering the fragments. Angewomon, her figure gliding slowly, arrived and stood before Darkfeather. Looking at her, Angewomon frowned slightly. 'Diana, the savior of the Deep Sea? How could she?'

Her gaze turned cold at Angewomon's ability to reveal her origins so readily. 'A mere Ultimate-level Digimon, yet she knows Darkfeather's origins.'" Angewomon smiled faintly and murmured, "

Dianamon is a divine beast that appeared in the Digimon Adventure: Sun and Moon on the Digimon NDS platform.

Rank: Ultimate

Type: God-Humanoid

Name Origin: Diana, the beautiful goddess worshipped by the Romans for her moon and archery.

Affiliation: One of the Twelve Olympian Gods

Adaptable Domain: Deep Sea Savior

" "How could Leviamon's body appear inside Takeru's body?" Pegasusmon, carrying Takeru, flew to the depths of Dianamon and murmured.

"Leviamon, it's just one of the Olympian Gods' Digimon absorbed by Dark Feather. They painstakingly crossed the Dark Region to capture it, and you messed it up. What a blunder. But oh well, Dark Feather has already entered this brat Takeru's body from the Deep Sea Star. It's just a medium connecting the Digital World and the Real World for Dark Feather and the others." Dianamon smiled, deftly pulling a small thorn from behind her back. She drew her longbow taut and unleashed a Luna Arrow towards the school building. A deafening roar followed, and the building collapsed instantly. "

Jealousy allows the Dark Feathers to accumulate in human brains, and you Chosen Children are precisely the ones being used by them. See? Their companions are waiting for you below!" After explaining, Dianamon vanished in a flash, reappearing beside Iori Hida.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Oura, closely observing the situation, asked in a deep voice, "It's fortunate that Dark Feather can still evolve. His strength is truly formidable. What happened to Takeru? And who is that Digimon? Why did it come to the human world?"

"Shut up, who are you? Why are you helping the evil forces of darkness?" She lunged at Oura.

This person, Dark Feather, sliced Iori Hita in two. There was no unexpected bloodshed, only the sight of the other Digimon engulfed in flames.

"For so many years, the human world has finally opened this door for Dark Feather."

"Where's Iori? Where did he go? And who are you?" Inoue Miyabi rushed over, questioning Dianamon before her.

"That brat was already killed, little sister. Look closely, it was this Digimon in front of you who killed him." Illuminated by the flames, Apollomon laughed wildly beneath its black pupils, the surrounding flames intensifying with each laugh.

"Alright, Apollo, Dark Feathers, let's leave for now! Dark Feathers sense Father God calling them." Dianamon shook its head.

Apollomon nodded slightly, the two exchanged a glance, and laughed, "Speaking of which, the Dark Feathers should thank the Four Holy Beasts for helping them get out, you bunch of useless brats." After saying that, they vanished in a flash, their speed astonishing.

Dark Feather's body flashed with black light, transforming back into human form. "It seems this place is indeed a dangerous place. The Dark Feathers must leave." Dark Feather looked at the surrounding mess left by the battle, and heard the distant sound of sirens.

Inoue Kyo stood there blankly, the distant sirens sounding. Sora walked to her side, "Kyo, it will pass, everything will pass. The Dark Feathers need to think quietly."

The shadow of death had numbed the group, their timid bodies retreating.

"Iori is dead, he's really dead... Why be so cruel? It's all your fault for appearing. Your arrival disrupted the Dark Feathers' peaceful lives." Takeru, his face pale, forced himself to stand, pointing a single finger at Dark Feather.

"Enough, Takeru! If you and Iori hadn't been so jealous of the Dark Feathers, would things have turned out like this? Do you remember trying to kill Kari just now? You scum!" Oura's pent-up anger exploded, and he punched Takeru in the face, panting heavily.

A bruise appeared on Takeru's face. He gently touched the spot where he'd been hit, then coldly said, "Patamon, Dark Feathers, let's go. The Dark Feathers admit they were blinded by hatred back then, but that doesn't mean they no longer love Kari. Patamon, Dark Feathers, let's go. You'd better watch yourselves!" With that, he mounted Pegasus and disappeared into the night.

"Iori is dead? Good, then Dark Feather should return to its rightful place. Goodbye, everyone." The Drill Beast sighed. It couldn't choose its master; fate had brought it to Iori, and everything was over. Overwhelmed with sorrow, its eyes filled with hatred as it looked at Dark Feather. A white light emanated from its body, and it slowly transformed into a boar beast, disappearing before returning to its seat among the Twelve Emperor Demons, its gaze fixed blankly on the Black Tortoise Beast.

"Alright, Dark Feather should leave too. The police will be here soon. Iron Eagle Beast, take Kyo home! Let the Dark Feathers think things through." Sora lifted the dazed Inoue Kyo onto Iron Eagle Beast's back.

Iron Eagle Beast seemed to understand Kyo's feelings and silently nodded, then left with its master…

"Kaji, Oura, you should go first too. Dark Feather has something to discuss with it." Sora patted Kari's shoulder as she watched the approaching police cars.

"I understand, Sora. I'm really sorry about what happened to Angemon today. Angemon and Takeru apologize to you." Kari shook her head, walked up to Angemon, bowed, and then left with Angemon in her arms. Oura followed closely behind, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and ran towards home.

Angewomon glanced at him, understanding his meaning. Angewomon then closed her eyes slightly and flew towards the sky: "Little Yu, we're all tired. Angewomon thinks your sisters must be tired waiting at home too. Angewomon is going home first. You should come back soon too!" Angewomon

scratched his head with a wry smile, looking at Sora in front of him. Her orange-yellow hair cascaded down her sailor uniform, its slight undulations captivating. He smiled and said, "Next, let's run! Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if those people caught us two little brats!"

Sora hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Angewomon took her hand, and they ran through the night. A faint blush rose on her face as they ran, her hand clasped in his. Looking down, the figure watched Angewomon's retreating figure, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Half an hour later, "Huff... Huff... Angewomon can do it now. We're far away. I'm so tired." Sora sat on the bench, panting heavily. The bow on her green sailor uniform revealed glimpses of her small breasts. Exhausted, she gently wiped the sweat from her brow. "

Yes, Anyu is tired too," Anyu said, sitting beside Sora. Looking at her, Anyu tightly grasped Sora's hand, closed her eyes, and smiled.

(Chapter 188: Sora's Nostalgia

) The warmth from her hand lingered. "Did you need something from Anyu?" Anyu released Sora's hand, resting it behind her head, gazing contentedly at the sky. Her eyes glanced back unconsciously, noticing Sora's calm expression, and she asked cautiously.

"Nothing much. Anyu wanted to talk to you about Kari." "Sora smoothed her bangs and smiled slightly, her expression so alluring and breathtaking, unforgettable at first glance.

An Yu closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then heard a gentle breeze, opened his eyes and looked at Sora, "She's fine. Tell me, what's wrong with her?"

Sora seemed a little annoyed by An Yu's indifferent expression, "Can't you see she likes you? You rascal, if it weren't for you, Takeru wouldn't be like this. How are you going to explain this to Kazuya when you go back?" By the end, her face was filled with shyness.

"So you like that Kazuya." An Yu's lips curled up slightly, his eyes fixed on Sora as if looking at a toy.

"You... never mind, we're talking about Kari, please don't change the subject." Sora lowered her head, unable to resist touching her flushed cheeks. As she spoke, she subconsciously wanted to see An Yu's reaction, but seeing his indifferent expression, she felt secretly annoyed.

An Yu didn't care much; he never considered himself a gentleman. However, seeing the glimpse of flesh peeking out from under Sora's loosely tied bow, he couldn't help but swallow hard. Then, taking advantage of her distraction, he opened his arms and pulled Sora into his embrace, whispering, "You like A-He? But I want to say I like you."

Sona was startled by the sudden attack. Her brows furrowed, and without hesitation, she slapped An Yu across the face, her shy expression tinged with anger. An Yu shook her head, her small hand rising slightly to grasp Sona's tightly. "

It's a similar situation again. Last time, An Yu didn't mean it, so An Yu could freely block your attacks. But this time, An Yu really wanted to do it. Don't you understand An Yu's feelings for you? An Yu thinks you like An Yu too!" Sona

's brows furrowed even more. Looking at An Yu, she coldly said, "You've disappointed An Yu greatly. An Yu always thought you were a gentleman, but it turns out you're a complete scoundrel and rogue. Moreover, An Yu doesn't like A-He; An Yu already has someone else in her heart." "Finally, she wanted to turn away, but after saying that, she began to regret it.

An Yu lowered his head, wrapped his arms around Suna's slender waist, and felt her breasts rubbing against his own. He couldn't help but get an erection, and his seventeen-centimeter tent opened up."

Sora's beautiful eyes caught sight of An Yu's erect penis, and her heart raced even faster. She tried desperately to break free, but An Yu held her hands tightly, rendering her immobile. Sora met An Yu's gaze, and seeing his continued teasing look, she finally couldn't bear the pressure any longer. A tear slid down her cheek. "What are you trying to do? Let go, you bastard!" she

cried, repeatedly pounding An Yu's chest with her delicate hand.

"Hmph, shut up!" An Yu pulled Sora into a hug, pinning her to the ground in the grass, and whispered softly in her ear. This is compensation from the previous world!

"You...you..." Sora, overwhelmed by the pressure, stammered incoherently.

A car stopped in the distance, a flash of light, and two men in black stepped out. Under the park's streetlights, their features were clearly visible; both wore black hats. The taller man in the lead sat on a bench, pulled a pack of cigarettes from his black trench coat, lit it with a ripping sound, and muttered, "Let's rest for a bit."

The man behind him sat silently beside him, his eyes behind black sunglasses, watching the moonlight gradually being obscured by clouds. "Brother, do you think the Dark Feathers saw a ghost this time? They actually saw an angel!" he said, looking bewildered, as if he had witnessed something unexpected.

A strand of white hair fluttered in the wind. The man called "Brother" exhaled a smoke ring, closed his eyes briefly, and said, "You know the Dark Feathers never believe in ghosts or gods, but just now, when the Dark Feathers went to that woman's house, this kind of thing actually happened." He then wiped the bruises on his face.

"What do we do now? How are the Dark Feathers going to explain this to the boss?" The other man stood up listlessly, dusting himself off.

Sora was about to speak, her body twisting and turning, trying to get rid of Anyu. Just as she was about to utter a word, Anyu frowned and pressed his lips heavily onto hers. "Can you be quiet?" After the kiss, seeing Sora's bewildered expression, he quickly and gently pulled the bow on her sailor uniform, revealing her firm breasts beneath the open fabric. The erect nipples were so alluring that one couldn't resist the urge to kiss them.

A wave of shyness washed over her, and Sora froze, unable to believe that she had begun to enjoy this feeling of making love secretly with the person she liked in front of others. She was only fourteen years old. To be like this at such a young age was completely unlike her usual innocent self. She silently questioned herself about why she had become like this.

"Fine, if you don't like it, there's nothing I can do to you." An Yu reached out to tie Sora's bow, but the knot had already seeped into her clothes. He carefully ran his fingers over her, touching her nipple. Sora's heart skipped a beat, and she watched anxiously as An Yu carefully tied her bow.

After finishing, An Yu removed his other hand from her mouth, glanced back contemptuously, and seeing that the two men in black hadn't noticed him, looked at Sora and muttered, "Go ahead and scream, it won't do you any good."

"You bastard!" Sora scolded An Yu for toying with her like this.

"Big brother, someone's here." Vodka, hearing the commotion, warned Gin beside him.

The two looked back at the same time and saw An Yu holding Sora tightly, laughing awkwardly.

Seeing the two kids embracing in the park under the cover of darkness, the two men simultaneously grinned lewdly, their eyes finally settling on Sora, who was struggling and had collapsed into An Yu's arms.

"Hello, you two uncles!" An Yu scratched his head, releasing Sora with an embarrassed expression, his hatred for Gin growing stronger.

"Little girl, so late at night and still so enthusiastic? Don't be afraid, little sister, Uncle An Yu will take good care of you." Vodka's gaze swept over Sora; how could such a delicate and adorable little girl not tempt him? He had originally planned to cook for his sister, but someone had come to cause trouble. Someone like him was now truly unable to sleep. After saying this, he walked towards Sora with a lewd grin.

Hearing the man's teasing words, Sora instinctively took a step back. Seeing An Yu's indifferent expression, she felt even more ashamed and indignant, and said coquettishly, "You must have conspired with them to harm An Yu, you bastard!" Then she ran off into the distance.

An Yu shook his head, reached back with his small hand, and pulled Sora back, looking at her with unwavering eyes, saying, "You are destined to be An Yu's woman. You can't escape." After saying that, he domineeringly pulled her into his arms.

Sora struggled for a moment, but finally gave up moving. Her eyes were lowered, feeling the warmth in An Yu's arms. This familiar feeling made Sora think of An Yu as "him." It felt so safe. She murmured, "If you really like An Yu, why force yourself on him?"

If it weren't for this An Yu, she wouldn't have done this. Such embarrassing words came to her lips, and her face turned even redder. Her body went limp in his arms.

She directly replaced "him" with "him." Aren't they the same person?

Gin glanced at An Yu, turned around, and sneered, "You can play by yourself. An Yu is waiting for you in the distance." His back, under his trench coat, remained aloof.

Seeing An Yu and Sora exchanging pleasantries, Vodka glanced coldly at them, then pulled a black revolver from his pocket. "Little kid, you'd better leave this little girl behind! Otherwise, your life is over." He pulled the trigger and fired at An Yu.

Let the bullets fly! An Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp light the moment the gun was drawn. Holding Sora, he dodged to the left, leaping forward and kicking the revolver from Vodka's hand. The bullet struck a tree in the park, embedding itself deeply.

"Interesting. Just because you can dodge doesn't mean the girl next to you is as skilled." Seeing the gun fall, a flash of white light appeared in Vodka's hand—a small knife gleamed—and he aimed it at Sora.

Sora's beautiful eyes widened in terror. She closed them, awaiting death. Time seemed to stand still. When she opened her eyes again, she saw An Yu's dashing face, a familiar one, etched with a painful smile.

"Don't worry, Dark Feather will protect you." A cut appeared on her right arm, and blood slowly flowed out, dripping onto her green school uniform. Dark Feather's body then pressed heavily against her shoulder.

"You're bleeding... You're scaring Dark Feather like this." A tear flashed in Sora's eye as she hugged Dark Feather with her delicate hands...

"How touching, but you're finished now." Gin pulled out his pistol, pointed it at Dark Feather's back, and said coldly.

"Instead of talking, let's settle this quickly!" Dark Feather pushed Sora away, looked at the ground, and sneered. He lifted a rock with his left foot and kicked it with his right, sending the flying rock hurtling towards Gin.

It happened so fast, in the blink of an eye. In a moment of distraction, Gin suddenly felt a huge wound in his groin. He clutched his hand heavily, staring at the blood flowing from it, screaming in agony as he rolled around in agony.

"Big brother... what's wrong with you?" Vodka was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the figure of Dark Feather was already standing in front of him, blood still dripping from his left hand, his right hand lifting Vodka's neck heavily, suspending him in the air.

A suffocating feeling made Vodka struggle incessantly, his terrified eyes fixed on the brat before him.

"Are you scared? Too bad you can only blame yourself for wanting to touch Dark Feather's woman, so you can go in peace now." Dark Feather smiled coldly, a smile that seemed like the call of death. After speaking, he raised his right foot and kicked Vodka in the chest, the powerful attack sending him staggering back several meters.

After succeeding, Dark Feather panted heavily, then a ball of black ghost fire appeared in his hand, "Slaughter!!"

Chapter 189: A Love Story of Two

Dark Feather's mastery of the Dark Feather technique is now so advanced that he can utilize the Demon King's Fighter Spirit in real combat without needing a badge. He lightly snapped his fingers, a flame erupting from his palm. His disdainful gaze fell upon the agonizing Gin and Vodka, saying, "Dark Feather's woman, you dare touch her? Blame it on your visit to Dark Feather's house. If I don't kill you two scum today, Dark Feather won't need to be a man anymore."

Gin, enduring the pain in his groin, retorted, "How can I fall to a brat like you? Dark Feather is not reconciled! I haven't finished what the boss ordered!" Clutching his shattered testicles, he reluctantly pulled a revolver from his pocket. His eyes flashed coldly, and another shot rang out, aimed at Dark Feather once more.

"Dark Feather, be careful!" Sora cried out in terror, her worry evident. Her small hand gripped Dark Feather's left hand tightly in an instant.

The bullet flew again, and Dark Feather's eyes narrowed to a single point. The bullet was almost within reach, the Flame Sword in his hand pressed against him. The moment the bullet touched the flame, it was instantly charred and reduced to ashes.

Gin watched as his prized marksmanship was so easily countered by Dark Feather. "Why? Why did Dark Feather fail? Dark Feather refuses to accept this!" For the first time, he felt so insignificant in this world. He slumped to the ground, lifeless. Years of killing had honed his fearlessness, but his pale face stared blankly at Dark Feather's approaching, nightmarish steps.

"You seem to underestimate this world. Dark Feather can tell you with certainty that there are many beings stronger than you. This is a lesson, but one you must learn at the cost of your life. Dark Feather already knew what you were thinking. Remember, Akemi, she is Dark Feather's woman." Dark Feather grabbed Gin, and in an instant, a feeling of suffocation washed over him.

"Big brother." Vodka painfully stood up from the ground, pleading. In his eyes, Dark Feather was a demon. How could a kid who looked only twelve years old have such power? Despite his fear, he still wanted to protect Gin.

"Too late." The sound of bones breaking rang out. Gin's throat tightened, his eyes rolled back, and Dark Feather grabbed his hand and held him in mid-air. A ball of black flame was released from Dark Feather's body. Strangely, his clothes didn't burn at all after being set ablaze. The moment Gin's body touched the flame, he was reduced to dust. The firelight illuminated him.

"Dead, just like that. Dark Feather, why did you kill him?" Sora watched Dark Feather's killing methods, covering her mouth in fear. A little girl just watched the murder scene unfold.

An Yu shook his head, his expression suddenly turning cold. He smiled and said, "You know, if An Yu doesn't kill him, he'll kill An Yu, so you understand." Flames erupted from his hands, and a Black Flame Beast King Fist flew out, striking Vodka's body directly. With a heart-wrenching scream, Vodka's body turned into a cloud of black dust.

Sora silently watched An Yu, smiled brightly, and murmured, "Your behavior really frightens An Yu, even though An Yu knows you didn't mean it." She hugged An Yu tightly from behind. Now she suddenly understood how much she liked An Yu. Whenever she saw him do something outrageous, her heart would involuntarily tighten, worrying about him. Was it because of the man from before?

"It's alright now. Shouldn't it be An Yu and Sora's turn to continue their unfinished business?" An Yu looked deeply at Sora, his words carrying a hint of teasing.

Sora smiled bitterly and said softly, "It's getting late, An Yu wants to go home." Her eyes were alluring, and though she said this on the surface, her small hand wrapped around An Yu's waist, lingering on his erection before slipping inside his black shorts. She let out soft moans, "...Yu's thing is so big, but what should An Yu do?" Her heart pounded as she felt the heat of his erection.

"Want to go home? Sora, why do you want to touch An Yu's little thing so much?" An Yu released Sora, adjusted his belt, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at her with a smile.

"An Yu...An Yu...An Yu, how could you do such a shameful thing?" Sora shook her head, wrapped her arms around herself, and murmured shyly.

"She's still just a child," An Yu said, barely suppressing the urge to push Su Na down. He brought his lips to her earlobe and said, "It's okay, Su Na. Do you really like An Yu? If you do, that's fine. An Yu likes you a lot too." He then gently stroked Su Na's nose with his small hand.

"An Yu doesn't know, An Yu really doesn't know. We've only known each other for two days, but An Yu feels so familiar with you. Do you think it's love at first sight?" Su Na sat nervously on the bench, her head resting on An Yu's shoulder, looking completely bewildered.

An Yu was startled, realizing something. He turned to look at Su Na's serene face and said softly, "Nana, do you remember the An Yu from three years ago? Hmm? You look so beautiful now."

"Ah! Could it be that you really are him? Is it?" Hearing An Yu's words, she knew exactly what was going on. No wonder she felt so familiar, so she said excitedly.

"Yes, An Yu is still An Yu. No need to bring up the past."

He patted her shoulder, lifted her chin with one hand, and slowly brought his lips close to hers, gently kissing the corner of her mouth. The sudden attack caused a blush to rise on Sona's face. She wanted to speak, but found his tongue already entwined around hers, a faint feeling of suffocation washing over her. Instinctively, she curled her tongue and intertwined it with his.

Both of them were precocious, and their awkward kissing techniques had been mastered through repeated experiments. However, An Yu gently released Sona, secretly pleased with himself as he looked at her resentful eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the hem of Sona's skirt, gently untying the bow and slipping his hand into her soft, white skin, rubbing it incessantly.

Sora closed her eyes, a look of enjoyment on her face, and whispered, "Nana, Anyu likes you so much. Your hands are so skillful, ah... be gentle." Anyu's hand was gently on Sora's buttocks, giving them a sharp tug, causing her to let out a soft, seductive moan.

Hearing that moan, Anyu's lust was ignited. He grabbed Sora, looking into her eyes, and said, "Nana, be Anyu's woman! I'll make up for everything I owe you." In this interconnected world, those boys have no conscience. He'd completely forgotten that Jia'er's expression should have been clear. After thinking this, he didn't allow Sora to resist and ripped off her clothes, her skirt falling to the ground in the wind.

"You... you're so shameless! You always made me feel cold..." Sora crossed her arms, shivering slightly in the wind, her face flushed red, looking strangely adorable.

“I’m sorry, Nana. Back then, An Yu thought you were both too young and didn’t want you to get involved. Now, isn’t Nana all grown up and beautiful?…” An Yu shook her head, her small hand gently stroking Sora’s body, before she gently kissed Sora’s lips, her left hand lifting the ribbon of her feminine dress.

“Waaah… I hate you… I’m sorry… I wronged you…”

An Yu shook her head again, saying, “It’s okay, An Yu and I are together now. And don’t tell those people about this. Since they’ve abandoned An Yu, An Yu doesn’t need to acknowledge them… Just pretend nothing happened…”

“But Jia’er…” Sora wanted to say something, but stopped herself. Then she hummed softly, “I know.”

“You didn’t refuse before, so… it’s okay, no one’s around at night.” As she spoke, she chuckled softly, her other hand gently inserting into Sora’s vagina. As she pulled it out, a trace of white liquid appeared.

An Yu stretched out her little hand in front of Suna, and smiled, "This is your little thing, it's leaking out, it's really pretty."

Suna frowned, turned around, and said, "An Yu didn't do it on purpose, An Yu is hungry and wants to go home for dinner." As she spoke, she reached for her skirt on the ground and quickly put it on.

An Yu stared blankly, "What a spoilsport, if you're hungry, come to An Yu's house for dinner! My sister's cooking is delicious."

Upon hearing this, Sona didn't want to refuse his kindness, but remembering An Yu's appearance earlier, she felt a pang of guilt. She glanced at him, then hugged An Yu, saying, "An Yu knows Yu likes An Yu, and An Yu feels the same way, but An Yu and I... really can't stay here." She spoke with a face full of apology.

An Yu sighed, "Actually, after An Yu came here and realized this world was one with the original, An Yu always thought you liked A-He. He can sing, right? Actually, An Yu can too. How about An Yu hums one for you?" He then pulled Sona's hand, and the two sat on a bench.

"Hmm, how could An Yu like him? It's just admiration. Yu, you can sing too? Forget it, A-He sings very well." Sona rolled her eyes at him and laughed. Now that An Yu was back, Sona wasn't the infatuated girl she used to be. Although she loved him, she still had to let her girlish temper flare up.

"No way! Let An Yu think about it. Well, An Yu is going to sing now..." An Yu reached out and hugged Sona, looking into her eyes.

“Sing if you want, nobody’s stopping you,” Suna murmured, gazing at the stars in the sky.

An Yu glanced at Suna, coughed, and sang in Chinese: “They walked away hand in hand in the night. In the chilly moonlight, no shadows were left behind them. The moonlight is sparse, who is pounding warm clothes? Gazing at the horizon, thinking of you, longing for home. A night of snow, not yet full, the north wind is fierce.

A thousand miles apart, our hearts are connected. A dream of glory, the Qiang flute plays on the frontier, war is not a crime, the beacon fires have burned for seasons. Tonight, the mountain pass is covered in snow, the north wind is fierce. A thousand miles apart, our hearts are connected.” An Yu couldn’t help but recall a song he’d heard before, and unconsciously sang it in Chinese…

Suna closed her eyes and listened quietly, humming the tune herself. When the song ended, she opened her eyes with lingering affection and praised, “Although I don’t understand it, An Yu still heard the sadness in the song. A Chinese song? It’s really good!”

“How does it compare to A-He?” An Yu pouted.

“…Of course, Yu sang the best. Actually, I haven’t forgotten you since you left,” Sora said happily, holding An Yu’s hand.

“An Yu felt the same way, but you were too young back then, so… never mind, let’s go to An Yu’s house for dinner! My cooking is top-notch.” An Yu stood up disappointedly, pulling Sora’s hand, and the two strolled under the moonlight towards home.

On the way, An Yu told her everything that had happened back then, how she had been reborn into this body. The little woman was astonished…
Chapter
190: Passion in the Kitchen

In the quiet of the night, moonlight streamed into the house. Inside, the older sister, wearing black stockings, stood in the mirror, admiring her alluring reflection. She turned away, sat on the sofa, and gazed wistfully at the moonlight outside the window, a hint of melancholy in her expression. Through her gaze, the Angewomon, standing to the side, shook her head and sat down beside her, comforting her, “It’s alright, Xiaoyu will come home tonight. Dark Feathers, please wait a bit!”

Then, Mingmei smiled faintly, looking at the Angewomon, and said gratefully, “Thanks to your help just now, otherwise Dark Feathers might have really been captured by those two.” After saying that, she sat on the sofa somewhat listlessly, reaching out to pull down her black stockings, gently stroking her round breasts, and softly moaning, “Xiaoyu… Xiaoyu… come and look at my breasts, ah. Xiaoyu… you feel so good to touch, I love you so much…” As she spoke, she reached out her jade-like hand and forcefully pulled on her nipple.

The sight of Angewomon was so unbelievable; was this really the same innocent and pure Akemi from before?

"You... what are you doing? How can you do something so shameful in front of Angewomon!" Angewomon blushed crimson, sitting speechlessly beside Narumi, muttering to herself, acting like a little girl. Her smooth figure was undeniably alluring.

"It's alright, you're a woman too, and Angewomon isn't here, so it's fine." The older sister gave Angewomon a wry smile, then continued to playfully manipulate her breasts, her clothes half-undone, revealing her rounded breasts. She felt a surge of emotion as she recalled Angewomon's wild and aggressive advances last night, her face flushing with embarrassment. Just as she was about to put her clothes back on, she heard the door open, and everything seemed to turn strange.

"...Sister..." An Yu pushed open the door, holding Sora's hand, staring blankly at Akemi's expression. He made a decision in his heart, glancing at Angewomon and then at Sora's shyly covering her face. As if remembering something, his increasingly decadent nature stirred within him, and an evil plan quietly took shape.

"Xiao Yu, you... I was changing clothes just now and didn't know you brought a guest home." Akemi looked at An Yu, afraid he would think she was a promiscuous woman. Embarrassed, she put on her clothes, giving Angewomon a subtle hint.

"Yes! It's so hot, so An Yu was helping you try on clothes." Angewomon smiled sweetly, revealing a shallow dimple, and stood up alluringly, pretending to gently button up her sister's clothes.

"Oh, it's nothing, An Yu didn't see anything. This is An Yu's friend, her name is Sora. Since we were going the same way, An Yu wanted to invite her to An Yu's house for a meal." An Yu scratched his head cutely and replied, though it was obvious to everyone that he was pretending.

Mingmei walked gracefully to Sora, gently stroking her long hair with her delicate hand. "Xiaoyu already has a girl he likes, and he even brought her home to his sister. Sora, you should love him well too. I'm going to make dinner, you two chat first." After saying that, she turned her back to the two of them and walked towards the door.

"Sit down and rest for a bit, Sora. And Xiaoyu, you really are something, flirting with girls all the time, even at your own home." Angewomon took Sora's hand, rolled her eyes at Anyu, and sat down on the sofa with Sora.

Anyu stared blankly at the two chatting happily, then looked towards the kitchen, disappointed. "Anyu went to help his sister. Tian'er, you have to be kind, your husband Anyu is very resourceful." After saying that, he walked up to Angewomon and, taking advantage of Sora's inattention, gave her a hard slap on her beautiful buttocks.

"Ouch!" Angewomon glared resentfully at Dark Feather, forcing herself to remain silent as she chatted quietly with Sora. As they talked, she glanced at Dark Feather's back, causing Sora to blush deeply. Remembering the embarrassing incident, she dared not utter a sound.

Akemi, wearing an apron, stood in the kitchen, busily preparing delicious food. Her tall figure was partially obscured by black stockings, her buttocks swaying from side to side, her breasts trembling with each movement, smooth and alluring after the previous night's bath.

Dark Feather stood at the kitchen door, watching Akemi's sweat-drenched back, sighing inwardly. She was working so hard. She slowly approached, gently embracing her from behind, and lifted Akemi's skirt, revealing a white garment tucked into her exposed buttocks. It wasn't worn over the outside, but rather twisted tightly into a ball.

"Xiaoyu, don't do this, I'm cooking." The older sister turned off the stove, turning back to look at Anyu's burning expression, feeling both delight and shyness.

"Sister, so you're quite the ladies' man, you look so beautiful." Anyu unzipped his pants, looking at Chengmei with a teasing gaze, gently stroking her little sister, the seventeen-centimeter-tall lollipop flicking straight onto Mingmei's face.

Her heart pounded, staring blankly at Anyu's erect member, she smiled faintly and rolled her eyes at him, saying, "You shameless thing, you made me so sore last night, and now you're teasing me." Saying this, she suddenly hugged Anyu tightly, giving him a deep, wet kiss.

Their bodies intertwined, Anyu held her close, Mingmei's legs wrapped around his waist, his member pressing heavily against her white panties. Gradually, after their passionate embrace, a thin, sticky fluid flowed from between them.

An Yu reached out and gently unbuttoned Ming Mei's top, her small hands lightly caressing her round breasts. She pulled back hard, and a coquettish moan was heard. "Ouch, Xiao Yu, you really are the kind of person who bullies her older sister."

"Sister, you like Xiaoyu so much, do you really need Xiaoyu and Anyu to bully you?" Anyu looked innocent, her small hands gently unbuttoning Mingmei's clothes, her lips lightly biting hers.

"Ah...it hurts so much, my chest feels tight and stuffy. Xiaoyu, don't do this anymore, hurry up, hurry up and do it to your sister." Mingmei gritted her teeth and quickly unbuttoned her white transparent panties. As they fell off, she leaned against Anyu's chest, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

As the smooth vulva was parted, a few drops of dew could be seen seeping from the valley. An Yu released his lips from Miyano Akemi's small breasts, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Sister is really seductive. Watch your husband An Yu pamper you. Sister, lie down and lean against the wall, okay?" A

shy blush spread across her face. Miyano Akemi nodded, half-squatting, holding a spatula and cooking continuously. She chuckled, "An Yu thinks this is more romantic, doesn't it? Cute little Yu Tuo, hurry up and put your little brother into sister's place." Her free left hand reached into her vulva, spreading open the engorged tender hole, and she smiled slightly.

An Yu's small hand slapped Miyano Akemi's smooth buttocks heavily. "Sister wants this, but Yu Tuo won't let you have your way." As he spoke, he teased his little brother incessantly at the edge of the valley.

The itching sensation made Miyano Akemi feel uncomfortable all over. Her left hand, which she was using to caress herself, kept fiddling with her left breast, as she let out a plaintive, lingering moan: "Xiaoyu, be gentle, it hurts so much, don't torture me here, put your little brother inside me... ah... hurry up, okay? It itches so much, Anyu's good husband, fuck... fuck me to death

."

Anyu looked at Miyano Akemi with aroused eyes, gently running his hand over her jade-like feet, lingeringly saying, "What's your little brother's name? How would Xiaoyu know if you didn't tell me?" After saying that, he forcefully thrust his lower body towards the narrow valley.

"Ah...it hurts so much, sister feels so good, little...little...Yu is getting stronger and stronger, move faster, sister's body is so full and uncomfortable." Miyano Akemi gasped, tears streaming down her face. The honeyed rain in her valley fell on the pillar of heaven, as beautiful and moving as the clear sky after the rain.

"What is little Yu? It's so strong, sister won't tell, little Yu won't move, you have to call me husband!" An Yu rested his head on Miyano Akemi's smooth back, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Miyano Akemi rolled over and said, "Good little Yu...come...sister can't hold back anymore...come and insert into sister...oh...use...your...big cock to fuck

sister to death." As she spoke, Akemi supported herself on the ground with her hands, slightly spread her legs, raised her snow-white buttocks high, and exposed her vulva as much as possible in front of An Yu.

After swaying, An Yu thrust his lower body upwards forcefully, pumping hard: "An Yu will fuck

you to death, fuck

Ming Mei to death..."

"Oh...oh...God! Oh...ah...ah...so beautiful...so comfortable...fuck An Yu hard...mmm...fuck An Yu harder...what a big cock...An Yu wants..."

An Yu felt as if Ming Mei's vagina had come alive. The muscles surrounding his penis contracted and trembled incessantly, waves of sweet love juice surging towards the glans. He straightened his body, pulling his penis outwards, leaving only the tip of the glans inside the vagina.

“Oh…don’t come out…keep fucking me…oh…oh…sister…I want you to fuck me hard…oh…oh…oh…oh…oh…oh…”

An Yu thrust deep inside again, “Oh…oh…so good…ah…like this…it’s itchy…oh…ah…don’t…ah ah…oh…oh…like this…harder…it feels…so…good…to…die…oh…oh…oh…oh…so good…ah…ah ah…oh…oh…harder…with…oh…oh…fuck…fuck An Yu ah…”

Hearing Ming Mei’s wanton moans, An Yu became even more excited and thrust harder. His penis scraped against the inner walls of Ming Mei’s vagina.

“Oh… good little brother… oh… good husband… fuck… sister to death… ah… ah… so… comfortable… ah… ah ah… oh… ah… ah… so… comfortable… oh… Bingbing… ah… ah ah… fuck… fuck Anyu… to death… ah… oh… oh… oh ah… ah… ah… ah ah… Anyu… no… no… can… take it… ah ah… my… hole is going to… be fucked through… ah ah… oh… oh… ah! fuck… Anyu to death… ah… can’t take it… sister… Mingmei… can’t… take it… ah ah…”

Gradually, the moans faded into the kitchen and echoed throughout. In a small corner in front of the kitchen door, Sora looked at the scene in the kitchen in surprise, squatted down in shame and indignation, looking at the scene in front of her in surprise, feeling extremely ashamed.

Chapter 191: With Three Women, Rou

Si Suna listened to the woman in the kitchen enjoying the pleasure and moaning, feeling ashamed and indignant. She stood up and walked towards the toilet, her heart filled with unease. Her mind was filled with the scene of An Yu and Ming Mei's passionate lovemaking. The figure disappeared with her footsteps.

An Yu held the already undressed Ming Mei, looking at her blissful expression, and a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart. He gently hooked her nose with his small hand, "Isn't husband An Yu amazing? I didn't expect my wife Ming Mei to be unable to resist so quickly." After saying that, he pulled down Ming Mei's white panties and drew circles on her buttocks with his small hand.

Ming Mei lowered her head shyly and murmured softly, "Xiao Yu, do you think that your sister An Yu is particularly lewd?" As she said this, her eyes were fixed on An Yu, afraid that he would hate her. She turned over, her two breasts pressed against An Yu's face.

Smelling the faint scent of milk, An Yu shook his head with a wry smile, staring intently at Ming Mei. Taking advantage of the other's inattention, he gently patted her bottom and whispered, "Sister is An Yu's most beloved woman. No matter how you change, An Yu will always love you. Let's go, let's go eat."

Ming Mei smiled serenely, saying nothing more, only giving An Yu a light kiss on the cheek. The two carried the dishes back to the hall. Angewomon was already lying wearily on the sofa, asleep. Her tranquil appearance was so tender and lovely, unforgettable at first glance.

An Yu smiled and sat beside her, casually stroking her golden hair, whispering softly in her ear, "Sleep well, Tian'er." After saying this, he reached out and hugged Angewomon, letting his head fall into a deep sleep. He didn't want to do anything, because this was a harmonious society. His hands roamed over Angewomon's body, finally pressing down heavily on her.

"Shameless! Didn't you see Ange is still standing here? You pervert!" Sora frowned and couldn't help but spit out.

"Baby, do you want some too?" Ange pouted. At this moment, Angewomon slowly opened her seductive eyes, looking at Ange's body pressing against hers. But then she saw the other three people standing in the room and said angrily, "Little Yu, how could you do this? Didn't you see that your sister and Sora are here?"

She hurriedly pushed Ange away and walked towards the room. Angewomon

shrugged, seemingly speechless at Sora being a third wheel. She slowly walked towards her, grabbed her chin, and said in a deliberately fierce tone, "Nana, are you hungry too? Let your brother feed you." She then picked up some food from the table.

"She's very tired. We were just grateful for her help, otherwise my sister would have been killed by those two guys long ago." Akemi watched Angewomon's departing figure, then looked at Ange, and couldn't help but remind her.

"Okay, don't worry, sister. I don't think anyone will disturb our peaceful life anymore. Shh... Nana, open your mouth." An Yu smiled gently, looking at Suna's delicate mouth with a tender voice.

Suna covered her mouth and smiled, revealing her pearly teeth. After a bowl of rice was fed to her, she saw An Yu looking at her with a strange expression, and her face flushed with embarrassment. "...Did An Yu grow flowers on his face?"

"An Yu's Nana didn't grow flowers on her face, she grew apples." An Yu shook his head, grabbed Suna, threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and pressed her down on the sofa under Ming Meimei's astonished gaze. Clothes flew down from the air.

"Is he coming? He's going to make a move on An Yu, but why don't I feel afraid, but rather a little happy?" Suna closed her eyes, waiting for An Yu to favor her.

An Yu embraced the two beauties lying beside him and kissed them. The three of them swirled their tongues together, and saliva occasionally dripped onto him.

At first, the two women only caressed the man's chest with their hands, but when the kiss became more passionate, they both moved to his lower body.

Sora moved her hard penis up and down, occasionally rubbing the glans with her palm, and even slipping her tongue into An Yu's ear.

Akemi played with his testicles with one hand, while the other reached out from behind the man and gently pinched Sora's nipples.

An Yu lifted Sora up, placing her on his lower abdomen so she was sitting upright, her two large, snow-white breasts facing his face.

Sora pulled the man's head into her breasts, "Husband…they want your love too…mmm…"

An Yu pinched the two mounds of flesh he had longed for, kissing, licking, and gently biting them, making Sora rub her vulva against his bulging abdominal muscles.

Mingmei was giving her lover oral sex, first licking his thick, long penis twice without missing a single inch, then taking the deep red glans into her mouth and sucking it lightly a few times before rubbing it down her throat. Although she had tried her best, a small part still remained outside. Her free hand reached down to her crotch and vigorously rubbed her erect clitoris.

Anyu loved this deep-throating oral sex method and felt very comfortable, unconsciously thrusting her hips upwards.

This was tough on Mingmei; she quickly became breathless and had to spit out the penis. Just then, Suna's buttocks were rubbing downwards, and with a push, the penis entered Suna's vagina with a "plop."

"Ah!" Suna cried out happily. She had done it with Mingmei a few times in Hong Kong, but it could never compare to her lover's hot, real thing.

An Yu shifted his body downwards, lying flat on the bed, grasping Suna's breasts, letting her writhe on top of him as he stroked his penis. "Mingmei, come here, let An Yu kiss your little sister."

Mingmei, who was masturbating nearby, heard her lover's call and immediately straddled his face, leaning forward, her hands pinching Suna's buttocks, licking her navel.

Suna supported herself on the bed with one hand, while the other rubbed Mingmei's breasts. The three of them were very well coordinated. One man and one woman called it "69," but the name for one man and two women was unknown.

An Yu stretched out his tongue, licking Mingmei's hairless mons pubis, then inserted it into her vagina to suck her love juice. But no matter how hard he tried, he sucked more and more, as if there was no end to his fucking. While touching the beauty's thighs and round buttocks, he also inserted his fingers into her anus.

"Husband... An Yu wants it... Fuck An Yu... Fuck An Yu... Ah... Mm..."

"Tao... Lick it again... So good... Ah... I've missed you so much... Ah..."

The two women were moaning incessantly from An Yu's ministrations, as if in a competition, each moan louder and more wanton than the last. Even Suna, wrapped in the blankets nearby, blushed, a newfound desire rising within her, her love juices flowing out. She touched her labia, which still ached slightly, so she gently rubbed her clitoris.

"Ah... Husband... It's coming... It's coming... Ah... Ah..." Suna cried out in a tearful voice, and Mingmei quickly and discreetly got up and moved aside.

An Yu sat up, grabbed Suna's large buttocks, and tossed her around rapidly.

The vaginal muscles spasmed, and Suna finally climaxed, panting as she embraced her lover and kissed him passionately.

An Yu didn't stop thrusting; his glans continued to pound against the uterus of the woman in his arms, pushing her to another climax.

Actually, Ming Mei was also close to climaxing, but An Yu was focused on fucking Suna, so she had to find a long, double-headed dildo and insert it into her tender vagina, pumping it in and out. She soon climaxed as well. After the pleasure subsided, seeing the couple still having sex, embracing tightly, kissing and whispering sweet nothings, she suddenly felt a little left behind.

Ming Mei was about to go over and act coquettishly when she turned her head and saw Suna in bed with her eyes closed, biting her lip. There was something wriggling in the middle of the blanket; she knew Suna was masturbating.

"Haha, little sister Suna, Xiaoyu is ignoring us, let's handle it ourselves." Thinking this, Mingmei pulled out the dildo, held it in her hand, and tiptoed off the bed. She went around behind Suna, pulled back the covers, and slipped inside. She hugged Suna's fragrant body from behind, kneading her breasts while whispering sweetly in her ear, "Good little sister, even if Xiaoyu doesn't love you, I love you just the same."

Suna was lost in her own little world when suddenly a fragrant, soft body pressed against her from behind. She was startled at first, but immediately knew it was Mingmei. Since it was just a kiss and a touch, she relaxed and closed her eyes again. Being caressed

by Mingmei, who was also a woman, was still a little uncomfortable for Suna, but the feeling of two soft mounds pressing against her back was really good. She could even feel the two hard protrusions in the middle, and even the rubbing of her clitoris was being done by someone else. She couldn't help but let out a nasal sound that would move even a woman's heart.

After the beauty on his body had lost her climax three times, An Yu also ejaculated.

Suna, her head resting on the man's shoulder, panted, "Husband, An Yu loves you..."

An Yu stroked the beautiful woman's sweat-drenched back, "Little Yu Yun, An Yu wants to explore your chrysanthemum cave again."

"Don't just think about An Yu alone, save some energy for them." Suna, like an older sister, didn't forget her two younger sisters while enjoying herself.

“Don’t worry about that, neither of you can escape. From now on, you can call Dark Feather War God Husband.”

“You said big again…”

“Ah!” A scream startled the whispering lovers. Suna quickly crawled out of the covers and hid behind Dark Feather. “Sister Ling, Dark Feather, no!”

The uncovered blanket revealed Mingmei’s naked body, with a double-headed dildo inserted into her vagina. She looked unhappy. “Why is it always like this? What’s wrong with it?”

It turned out that Suna was enjoying herself when she suddenly felt something hard pressing between her legs, trying to penetrate her vagina. She reached down and touched it. It was a rubber object like a glans, with small bumps on it. She immediately realized that Mingmei wanted to fuck her. She felt a sense of repulsion and desperately tried to escape.

“Hehe,” An Yu put Suna down and pulled her into his arms. “What’s wrong? Is An Yu’s little baby shy?”

Suna hugged the man’s neck. “Xiao Yu, don’t let Sister Ling bully An Yu.”

“She’s not bullying you, she’s loving you, isn’t that right, Mingmei?”

“Yes…yes…um…” Mingmei couldn’t stand the loneliness and had already pressed Suna down and started fucking her. “Xiao Yu…he can only do one person at a time…ah…does that mean the rest of the people have to fuck and watch…ah…Sister Yun…ah…”

The two women’s breasts were pressed together, changing into various shapes as their bodies swayed.

“Does Mingmei’s statement make sense?” An Yu kissed Suna, rubbing his fingers up and down in her buttocks. “Good baby, do you want it again?”

“Mmm…”

“But An Yu hasn’t pampered Mingmei yet. How about you let Xiao Yu Yun teach you girlongirlaction first? An Yu likes to watch.”

Sona pouted, "But Anyu said he'd only let you fuck him."

"Ah," Anyu truly adored this long-legged beauty, hugging her tightly, "Is that what you're worried about? We're all family, and you're both women, so it's not like you broke your promise. Besides, it's not like you're the one being fucked, it's you fucking each other." He gently turned Sona's face, "Look, how beautiful little Nana is, don't you want her to be happy?"

"Then... then okay..." Sona was finally persuaded.

Mingmei and Sona lay side by side on the bed, their four slender legs spread apart, propped up on the edge of the bed. Anyu and Sona were on top of them, making piston-like movements, except one was a real penis and the other was a dildo.

"Ah... Taku... so good... um... harder... faster... faster... ah..."

When Mingmei was being fucked and moaning loudly, Sona just turned her face to one side, closed her eyes tightly, bit her lip, and hummed softly, "mmm."

Suna licked her cheek, "Mingmei, you're so cute, no wonder your husband loves you so much."

A man's thrusts, in both speed and strength, were unmatched by a woman. Mingmei soon climaxed, her body weak and sore. Anyu also ejaculated into her mouth. After being held in the beauty's small mouth for a while, his penis became erect again.

Anyu covered Mingmei with the blanket, came behind Suna, and touched her perfectly shaped, white buttocks. He smeared lubricant into her cleft and then inserted two fingers into her anus, probing and digging.

"Husband...husband...stop it...ah...Anyu can't take it..." Suna turned around, begging her lover not to let her "suffer from both ends."

“Hehe,” An Yu patted the voluptuous woman’s buttocks, “Little Yu, you bullied An Yu’s baby, An Yu will definitely not forgive you.”

“An Yu… An Yu didn’t bully… Ah… Ah…” Before she could finish speaking, Sora felt her buttocks being spread apart, and her anus felt full. Her little anus was already very used to anal sex, and with the lubricant, although her intestines were very tight, it was very smooth to fuck her.

Due to the man’s thrusts from behind, the dildo connecting the two women’s vaginas was also driven to penetrate deeper and more powerfully.

Sora had been in a passive state, and now she was also comfortably and consciously moving upwards to meet him.

Sora gradually felt that the pleasure in her rectum was actually greater than that in her tender hole. She suddenly stuck her buttocks out, and just as Sora was falling, the dildo slipped out of her vagina.

Sora’s tender hole was already a little sore, so she quickly took this opportunity to withdraw, climbed into the quilt, and hugged Mingmei to rest.

With the obstacle beneath her gone, Suna knelt on the bed, face down, arms outstretched, her plump buttocks raised high, welcoming her lover's ravaging of her anus. "Ah...husband...my ass is going to burst...ah...I love being fucked in the backdoor by you...so beautiful...I'm going to lose it...ah...ah..."

Suna's cries attracted the attention of the two women in the bed. Suna opened her eyes wide, watching An Yu enter and exit the place she wouldn't even let him touch, and Suna was actually enjoying it.

"Suna..., has Xiao Yu touched you there?"

"Where?"

"It's...it's right here..." Suna gently touched Mingmei's anus.

"Hehe, of course he has, do you want to try it too?" Mingmei kissed Suna, looking at her with encouraging eyes.

"Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"It'll be fine in a bit, Xiao Yu is gentle and considerate, he won't let us suffer. Go, go, Sister Yun is about to die, aren't you going to save her?"

Suna slowly crawled over.

Suna was too weak to moan anymore, only uttering soft, incoherent sounds in her dazed state.

An Yu had overheard the entire conversation between Mingmei and Suna, and was secretly delighted. He thrust violently dozens of times, ejaculating inside Suna's rectum. Then he turned and pressed Suna down, who was now in front of him. "Baby, do you want all of it for An Yu today?"

"Yes, all of it."

Suna's long, jade-like legs were lifted and pressed against her breasts. An Yu knelt behind her buttocks, pushing her knees with his hands, gently licking her snow-white thighs and tender red labia several times.

As the man's tongue slipped into her light brown anus, just like it had on their first night, Suna's body began to tremble slightly. "Mmm...mmm...Xiaoyu...it feels so strange...so strange..."

Anyu felt the folds of the beauty's anus. "Don't be afraid, baby, it will feel good." He applied lubricant to his fingers and slowly pushed them into her anus, his tongue sliding between her labia majora. He looked up at the woman's reaction, and seeing that she didn't seem to be in any pain, he repeatedly inserted and removed his fingers until he could smoothly manipulate it with two fingers.

Anyu made Suna kneel on the edge of the bed, his lubricated penis pressing against her anus.

"Ah...Xiaoyu...mmm...mmm...mmm..." The woman breathed heavily, tense.

An Yu spread her round buttocks as wide as possible. "Baby, bear with it."

Suna's intestines were naturally tight, and even with plenty of lubricant, she still felt a tearing pain like when she was deflowered. "Ah! It hurts!"

Hearing his beloved's cry of pain, An Yu felt heartbroken and quickly stopped, bending down to kiss her fragrant shoulder.

Mingmei also rushed over, crawling under Suna and inserting her fingers into her vagina, sucking her clitoris.

Suna returned the favor, hugging Mingmei's thighs and giving her oral sex. Her tender vagina was being licked beautifully, but her anus was in excruciating pain. This was what true "ecstasy" meant.

Suna wasn't the only one in pain; An Yu was also gritting his teeth and enduring it. The sphincter muscles at Suna's anus were incredibly strong, almost snapping his penis in half. He couldn't hold back any longer and could only start thrusting.

"Ah, baby, so tight, so good." An Yu savored the woman's smooth buttocks with both hands, coupled with the incredibly tight rectum squeezing towards the center. Nothing in the world could compare to this deliciousness.

From excruciating pain to soreness, and now to the tingling after numbness, Suna finally experienced the pleasure of anal sex. She never imagined that the part of the body she had always considered the dirtiest, the organ with only excretory functions, could produce such immense pleasure. She no longer cared about licking Mingmei's vulva.

"Ah...ah...Xiao Yu...so good..." A stream of vaginal fluid shot out from Suna's vagina and into Mingmei's mouth, making her gasp for breath for a long time.

Seeing that Suna had overcome the ordeal, the man completely let go, wildly violating the woman's anus. It was not only the physical satisfaction that brought him satisfaction, but more importantly, the mental pleasure of conquest...

For a full six hours, An Yu went in and out of the nine vaginal openings of the three women, indulging his lust to the fullest.

Sora and Akemi, having not seen their lovers for over a week, only knew how to desperately want more until they were too exhausted to play anymore and drifted off to sleep.

Sora, however, was more restrained, saving enough energy to enjoy the man's aftercare. She nestled comfortably against her lover's chest, feeling even happier than during sex. "Xiaoyu, are you satisfied now? I've given you everything."

"Hehe," Anyu lovingly stroked the beauty's long hair, "You know Anyu's baby is the best, does it still hurt?"

"Just a little bit, Xiaoyu, hold Anyu a little tighter."

On the soft sofa lay a stunningly beautiful loli, her smooth body being caressed. After a few gentle touches, Sora lay heavily in his arms, while on top of him were two mature women's bodies... Anyu stroked the long hair of the three women and gently kissed the corners of their lips.

"Sleep well, my two wives. Your husband, An Yu, is going to find Tian'er."

After watching An Yu leave in just a pair of underwear, he gently kissed Suna's body, and the lily flower bloomed on his lips.

Upon seeing Akemi approach, Sora's mind was filled with the shocking scene of Dark Feather just now. As if understanding her thoughts, Akemi teased, "Sora must like Dark Feather, but Dark Feather's little Feather is very charming. Next, let your older sister Dark Feather keep you company!" After saying this, she jokingly took Sora's hand, and the sensual night continued. However, in a harmonious society, the process had to be omitted.

The night was destined to be sad, even after the bliss. For some, everything seemed like a nightmare echoing in their minds. Takeru walked alone on the deserted street, holding Patamon, his mind filled with Dark Feather's face. That jealousy made him sink.

"Patamon, is Dark Feather really that weak? She couldn't even beat that man. More importantly, Kari was taken away by that person." Takeru stopped at the door, stroking the exhausted Patamon in his arms, and sighed.

"Takeru will always be the strongest. No matter what you become, Dark Feather will always be by your side." Patamon closed its eyes and said with a look of enjoyment.

Awu shook his head, looked at the bright moon outside, reached out and took out the Sacred Plan in his hand, gripped it tightly, and his gaze became unusually sinister. "The Dark Feathers are destined to be enemies to the death." After saying that, he pushed open the door.

The memory seemed frozen in time. A graceful figure sat on the sofa, remote control in hand, watching the television. "Are you back? Come and eat!"

"Mom, Darkwing doesn't want to eat. Darkwing went upstairs first." Takeru shook his head, hurriedly returned to his room, locked it, and quickly turned on the computer. In a flash of white light, a figure disappeared into it.

Back home, Kari sat blankly on the windowsill, looking at the moonlight outside. Her mind replayed Takeru's ruthless behavior. She glanced at Gatomon beside her and said gently, "Go to sleep early. Today's events were truly unexpected for Darkwing. I hope tomorrow will be a good day." She slowly buried the sadness in her heart. Iori was dead, Takeru had changed, and Darkwing's indifferent expression towards her was almost unbearable. She wrapped herself in the blanket and fell into a deep sleep. When light and hope are not together, the courage that remains is the most useful. The fate of these chosen ones has deviated far from its original trajectory.

On the other side of the world, atop the Temple of Olympus, Zeus, king of the gods, looked up at his remaining deities with a hint of disdain and murmured, "The descent of the gods is about to begin. The Dark Feathers, who have been enjoying themselves here alone, are also about to descend upon the world. The parallel, reverse-flowing space has allowed the Dark Feathers' avatars to wander in another world, and now two avatars are about to arrive. At that time, Mount Olympus, which has been imprisoned by the gods, will soon shatter."

Without any surprise, the gods listened quietly to Zeus's words, secretly pleased. However, Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom, casually brushed her long, sky-blue hair aside. Her tall figure met Zeus's gaze directly, and she said, "Father, do you think those two digital avatars can lift the Dark Feathers' restrictions here? Even the Dark Feathers themselves cannot break free from these constraints. To think that two avatars can liberate them seems a bit too presumptuous!"

"Athena, are you questioning the Dark Feathers' abilities?" The power of the moon goddess and the sun goddess can burn away all the filth in the world. Breaking through the barrier from the outside is insignificant compared to its power. A slender, graceful figure emerged from the darkness, her exquisite face cold and unapproachable, her entire body radiating a holy beauty like the moon. A dazzling moon was set between her brows, and a gleaming bow and arrow were carried on her back—Artemis, the goddess of the moon and the hunt.

"We'll find out then. According to the parallel laws of this world, other hidden forces will also emerge from the shadows because of the Dark Feathers' appearance. The Dark Feathers have waited too long; even they have the urge to give up." Athena smiled faintly, seemingly indifferent to the other party.

"Alright, let's wait quietly!" Zeus looked at his two women with a wry smile. As a lecherous man, he wanted to seduce them both, but if he did, he would be condemned by the other gods. That's how a lecherous man is made.

Chapter 192: Teacher Princess Eri

An Yu walked into the room where Angewomon had gone. He pushed open the door, and the scene in front of him made him touch his nose. He stared blankly at the other person, a trace of bright red blood on his hand. "It's so late, why are you going to sleep? Have a good chat with your husband An Yu!" The

thin long robe was taken off and fell to the ground. Angewomon stared at the blood flowing from An Yu's nose, smiled charmingly, and gently picked up the ribbon on the ground and placed it on her fragrant shoulder. She said irritably, "You were having so much fun on the sofa with Yui and Sora, leaving them here. Now you remember An Yu. You have no shame." "Saying this, she reached down and removed the seashell-shaped bra from her chest, her small hand supporting her chin as she stared intently at the lollipop that still stood proudly beneath Angewomon's not-so-strong body.

Angewomon rolled her eyes, and without a word, lunged forward, pulling Angewomon into her arms, kissing her affectionately.

Angewomon, embraced, felt a warmth in her heart, her gaze lowered to the lollipop pressed against her waist, inwardly sighing, "You've already done this twice, yet you still come to bully Angewomon. Doesn't he get tired?" After saying such embarrassing words, Angewomon immediately covered her face with her hands.

"Because he knows Tian'er is waiting, so he's been fighting against fate. He's been persevering for Tian'er!" "Indeed," An Yu thought, marveling at his own body's ability to release "milk" at will.

The angel's sudden enthusiasm startled An Yu, but he cooperated. After his shirt slipped off his arms, he was immediately embraced, kissed, kissed, and kissed again. Angewomon's soft breasts were pressed firmly against the man's firm chest muscles, the rubbing against her erect nipples creating a pleasurable sensation. She frantically raised her legs, wrapping them around her lover's waist, her bare foot kicking down his already unbuttoned trousers.

Once his trousers were off, Angewomon rubbed her foot against his buttocks. The feeling of being rubbed by stockings was incredibly comfortable and alluring, but An Yu felt increasingly uneasy. In his heart, Angewomon was pure and innocent, yet her behavior was far too proactive. An Yu forced himself away from the woman's sweet lips and tongue. "Tian'er, you… what's wrong with you?" Angewomon

's cheeks flushed, her long, trembling eyelashes glistened with dewdrops, and her eyes, like two pools of autumn water, were brimming with affection. She extended two slender, jade-like fingers and pressed them against the man's lips, which held so much love for her, gently stroking them. "Little Feather, Dark Feather, don't... don't wait any longer, Little Feather, quickly make Dark Feather your woman, Dark Feather will be your wife, Dark Feather... Dark Feather can't wait any longer..." In her heart, once she gave herself to her lover, she would become his wife.

The sacred goddess in her heart uttered a soft "declaration of sacrifice," and Dark Feather felt his blood rush to his head. He took the beauty's fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking them fiercely. His left palm, through her smooth panties, pressed against her vulva, his thumb... He pressed his fingers firmly against her erect clitoris, while his other four fingers squeezed between her buttocks, starting from her labia, passing her perineum, rubbing her anus, and then pulling her back to her labia. His thumb also provided moderate pressure, and soon a faint dampness appeared on the crotch of her panties.

Angewomon had never dared to use force when masturbating before, always stopping after a few quick strokes. In this pure saint's mind, masturbation was a shameful thing, and therefore she had never experienced a true orgasm. But now her lower body was being caressed by her beloved man, and with great skill. The fingers felt the moist, slippery touch of his tongue, and her tender nipples were being vigorously rubbed. This pleasure was something she had never experienced before.

The celestial maiden's legs would sometimes close tightly, clamping her lover's hand, and sometimes spread wide, stretching her vulva. The unbearable pleasure didn't just stay on the surface of her body; it seemed to seep through her tender skin into her internal organs, especially her uterus at the end of her vagina. The tingling sensation grew stronger and stronger, and then a fire ignited, turning the once snow-white beauty into an alluring peach-pink.

Dark Feather pulled aside her panties, carefully inserting most of the knuckle of his middle finger into her hot, tender opening, gently rotating it to slightly widen the tight flesh. His thumb remained pressed against her hard clitoris, constantly vibrating and rubbing it. He was no longer just sucking on her jade-carved fingers; he was now licking her palms, the backs of her hands, and her wrists with relish.

Angewomon's bare feet were braced against the edge of the bed, her other leg hooked around the man's thigh. Her head and shoulders were supporting her weight on the bed, her back and buttocks suspended in the air, her buttocks taut, two indentations appearing on either side of her once round buttocks. She knew that even her anus was contracting desperately. "Tao... Xiaoyu... Ah... No... No... Ah... I'm... I'm going to pee... Ah... Ah..."

Before Anyu could react, the woman's body had become extremely stiff. A few seconds later, she fell heavily back onto the bed. Angewomon's first orgasm had arrived. Her arms weakly released the man's neck. As soon as Anyu regained his freedom, he immediately slid down and knelt on the ground, his head between Angewomon's legs. A section of neat, dark pubic hair was exposed under her panties, and her pink labia seemed to be panting, closing and opening slightly, each "exhalation" bringing out some glistening "saliva."

"Beautiful..." An Yu murmured in admiration, immediately wanting to drink the nectar, but found that the woman's body was still trembling, and the tender flesh on her legs was still spasming. He looked up and saw that the Celestial Beast's eyes were tightly closed, clear saliva slowly flowing from the corners of her mouth, her body convulsing as if she were having a seizure. Now the man was a little worried. Could she have some kind of illness that was triggering her condition?

"Tian'er, what's wrong?" An Yu hurriedly sat on the bed and hugged the sexy woman's body into his arms.

“Xiaoyu…” Angewomon slightly opened her almond-shaped eyes, which were veiled in mist, making her appear dazed. Her body calmed down, her long legs curled up, and she twisted her waist, leaning against his chest. She tilted her head back slightly, resting it on his shoulder, her voice soft and weak, “So…so comfortable, like flying…”

“Hoo…” Anyu let out a long breath. Angewomon must be the kind of woman whose afterglow of orgasm lasts a long and strong time. Coupled with Akemi’s “jumping at the slightest touch,” these two sisters were truly the ideal bed partners for a man. “Xiaoyu, it’s so hard…so hot…” Angewomon licked her lover’s cheek with her tongue while whispering seductively.

Anyu then realized that his erect penis was being pressed down by the woman’s buttocks, which were resting on his thighs. With the slightest movement, her soft, white flesh would rub against his penis. Although it couldn’t be as pleasurable as thrusting into a tight, tender vagina, it was still very comfortable. Everything was so natural, and the man’s next thought was to penetrate her.

The woman's broad pelvis was supported by An Yu's hands, and her body was easily straightened so that she was sitting on his lap with her back to him. Then, her legs were pinched and lifted apart. Her sky-blue skirt blocked Angewomon's view, but she could clearly feel the man's huge member embedded in her buttocks, with a steaming "pebble" at the tip rubbing against her labia.

"Ha...ha...ha..." Angewomon's breathing became rapid again. She stretched out her two jade arms and wrapped them around the man's neck. All the muscles in her body were tense, and her heart was in her throat. The moment she had been waiting for for twenty-two years was about to arrive. Her nervousness was unimaginable. "Tian'er, give your virginity to An Yu..." Her lover's gentle voice rang in her ears, and then a wet, sticky tongue darted into her ear. "Tian'er, don't be afraid, relax a little..."

"Ah..." Angewomon's buttocks slammed into the man's lower abdomen with a "smack," as if an iron spear had been thrust into her body, forcing open her tightly closed entrance, stretching her narrow flesh cavity to an extreme degree, and tearing apart her incredibly delicate skin. Although Mingmei had given her a heads-up, and although she had some mental preparation for this kind of pain, she still almost fainted. Her long fingernails almost pierced An Yu's neck.

For a few seconds, a trace of resentment rose in Angewomon's heart. She blamed her lover for not cherishing her, but this thought only lasted a few seconds. The knife he took for her must have hurt even more. In fact, how could An Yu not cherish her? He just knew that the hymen was elastic. If he inserted slowly, it would be tantamount to peeling off a layer of skin, only increasing the woman's pain.

Just now, An Yu used his glans to locate the entrance of the beauty's vagina and tentatively pushed in a few times. Although it was already very wet, he couldn't get in at all without force. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, release her legs, grab her slender waist, and pull her back with all his might. At the same time, he thrust his buttocks diagonally upwards, and with a "plop," he opened the fairy's tender little hole. The thin hymen broke open without any resistance.

Once his penis was more than halfway in, An Yu's left arm immediately embraced the woman's body. His left hand grasped her bowl-shaped right breast and pinched her pretty nipple. His right hand reached between her trembling legs, his thumb pressing on the clitoris that was protruding from the foreskin, and his index and middle fingers pressing on the labia, trying to turn them outwards as much as possible. Then he stopped moving, only using his face to push aside the beauty's long black hair and licking and kissing the back of her fair neck.

Despite the man's best efforts to alleviate his goddess's pain, the agony of deflowering still brought tears to the delicate celestial beast's eyes. Her stiff body leaned against her lover's chest, one hand running through his hair as she turned her head away, sobbing, "Waaah...husband...it hurts...husband..." The "wedding" was already underway, and the way she addressed him naturally changed.

Seeing the beauty's tear-streaked face, pale with pain yet still bearing a faint smile, clearly showing no regret, An Yu felt his heart breaking. He quickly kissed her slightly trembling lips, his right hand leaving her vulva, his arms tightly embracing her. "Don't cry, my dear Tian'er, An Yu...An Yu...I'm sorry, Tian'er, relax a little, please, relax your body a little, An Yu's heart will break..."

Whether it was An Yu's incoherent words of love that worked, or the woman's vagina adapting to the constant... However, the throbbing, large penis caused Angewomon's body to slowly soften, and she began to writhe slightly. Her face returned to a delicate, pale red, and her soft tongue began to respond to her lover's kisses. "Husband...husband...love Dark Feather..."

The tearing pain had lessened to a tolerable level. Although the man also felt the changes in the beauty's body, he dared not be reckless, for fear of "hurting" her again. Therefore, he did not start the "piston" in his lower body, but simply used his hands to caress her two high breasts and flat abdomen.

The problem was that Angewomen's uterus was being rubbed by the soft yet hard glans, producing a tingling, itchy pleasure that was intensifying. Coupled with the man's gentle caresses of her breasts, it became even more unbearable. She instinctively wanted to move the "Great Southern Kingdom" inside her, but how could she say it aloud? So she stood on tiptoe, suspending her body, and used her buttocks to gently move the penis, hoping her lover wouldn't notice her "lewd" behavior…

Under its ecstasy, the little brother transformed into an unyielding golden spear, standing tall in the valley of wind, Dark Feather holding the penis… With a heroic expression, he gazed at the beautiful woman before him, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Tian'er, wait to receive the baptism of your husband, Dark Feather's, cloud and rain!"

Then, his glans was bombarded with a barrage of attacks. His little brother bravely and unyieldingly stood firm in the war, conquering the enemy's camp time and time again for his master. Time slowly passed, and only the mournful and tender sounds of love could be heard from the horizon. Finally, after several breakthroughs, it successfully arrived at those secluded valleys. With both hands pressed against the bottom, dreamlike sprays of "milk" flew out and splashed onto the beautiful face of the Angewomon.

"Having seen the vast ocean, other waters seem insignificant; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds seem pale in comparison." Occasionally reciting a few fine poems, An Yu, exhausted from her hectic journey, lazily nestled into Angewomon's arms. Holding her close, she gently stroked her delicate nose with her small hand, saying, "Tian'er, sleep well!"

A beautiful woman indeed, yet a beast at heart. "Little Yu, do you think An Yu can bear your child?" Angewomon leaned against An Yu's chest, recalling how humans often father children after certain acts, her heart filled with both trepidation and joy, her expression one of indescribable shyness.

An Yu hadn't really thought about this. He shook his head. Who knew if it was even possible? Because Angewomon was a Digimon, and all Digimon were created from computer data, it was probably impossible. Of course, he couldn't say it to her face. He simply reached out and gently stroked her long hair, whispering in her ear, "My Angewomon wife doesn't need these things. Look how young I am. Even if I have countless abilities, I still have to take things step by step. Physiological matters are all fleeting." After saying this, he gently kissed Angewomon's body.

The next day, An Yu got up from Angewomon's room. Looking at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly before the rain of his blessings, a sense of pride arose in his heart. After the two of them got dressed, An Yu embraced Angewomon and walked out of the room with an ambiguous expression. At this time, his sister had already prepared the food on the table, and Akemi was waiting, but Sora was nowhere to be seen.

"She went home?" An Yu asked doubtfully. Given yesterday's events, after such a heavy onslaught from Spark, it was surprising that Akemi still had the willpower to take Sora home…

Seemingly understanding his thoughts, Akemi said irritably, "You little pervert, what are you thinking? Last night it wasn't Yui, it was your older sister An Yu who made her take a taxi home! Your thoughts are so filthy!" Saying this, she pulled Angewomon out of An Yu's arms, and the two sat at the dining table, enjoying the delicious food.

Seeing the two girls' indifferent expressions, An Yu shook his head and smiled, then walked over, resting his head on Akemi's shoulder and whispering in her ear, "How did you know your brother's thoughts were filthy? It turns out you're a pure person too." He emphasized the word "pure" at the end.

Mingmei blushed and was about to speak when she saw Anyu's devilish hands already climbing onto her tender breasts. Under Angewomon's bewildered gaze, her white scarf was pulled back, revealing her smooth little buttocks. Her awkward appearance was so endearing.

"Alright, Anyu, stop bullying your Mingmei. Don't you have to go to school today?" Mingmei walked up to Anyu, hands on her hips, and said reproachfully.

Disappointed, Anyu shrugged and looked up at his sister, who was half a head taller than him. He took a step up and gently kissed her. Familiar with French kisses, he kept pulling her slender waist up, lifting his feet off the ground, and then hugged Angewomon tightly, attacking her.

Unable to resist, Angewomon's eyes became increasingly lost in Anyu's attacks. This little man was getting more and more lewd, but she was also gradually starting to like the feeling of being loved by him.

A moment later, An Yu released her lips, sat down on the stool, and looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table. "Sister's cooking must be delicious." She then proceeded to devour the food, her table manners as appalling as could be.

Ming Mei's eyebrows relaxed. She was so happy that her beloved had offered her the food she had made, completely unconcerned about An Yu's eating habits. It was truly a case of "beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Feeling a surge of satisfaction, she exchanged a glance with her sister and nodded happily.

"Now that you've finished eating, you should go to school," Ming Mei said, tapping An Yu's head.

"Ugh, what a wild wife! But An Yu likes it. Tian'er doesn't need to go to school with An Yu today. An Yu is worried about her sister's safety, so you stay home and protect her!" An Yu said apologetically, squeezing Angewomon's hand.

"It's alright, Angewomon is starting to get used to looking like this. Angewomon needs to change, otherwise it won't look good if someone sees her." Angewomon entered Akemi's room and quickly came out. A strand of golden hair fell down, and as a humanoid Digimon, she looked almost indistinguishable from a human. She wore jeans on her jade-like feet, and her beautiful face showed a slight smile as she looked at Angewomon. Her eight wings drooped down unintentionally, becoming as fluffy as they were. Underneath a trench coat, she looked very dashing, and with her alluring figure, she was truly peerless.

Angewomon admired her, saying, "Angewomon, you still look almost exactly like a human. In the future, Angewomon can take his two wives out for a stroll in the streets, and Mikoto too. Anyone who dares to bully you is going against me." As he spoke, he raised his middle finger, and a ball of black flame flashed and sparked at his fingertip.

Akemi looked at the two with a wry smile and shook her head, saying, "It's best not to show this kind of thing in front of outsiders, otherwise it will cause a huge uproar." As she spoke, she walked up to Anyu and gently kissed his forehead.

Anyu nodded, grabbed his backpack, slung it over his shoulder, opened the door, and waved to Angewomon and Akemi.

On the other side, Sora walked into the middle school classroom, thinking about how she had lost her virginity the night before. A blush rose to her cheeks. Knowing that he was the man she had always loved, her mood gradually improved. She sat down and did her homework. Meanwhile, Ahe, watching Sora's expression, seemed to recall the warning his younger brother had given him on the phone the night before. His gaze instantly turned cold. He stroked his chin and looked at the clouds outside the window. "Anyu's brother was bullied, and now he's even trying to steal Anyu's woman. Anyu? Anyu is really looking forward to meeting you!"

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Anyu stood at the school gate. A breeze blew by, ruffling his hair. Because of yesterday's events, there were many more police officers patrolling the school today. A blue-green figure flashed past him. Under the small felt hat, a cold gaze looked at him indifferently and sneered, "Anyu won't let this go." After saying that, he walked gracefully into the school.

Watching Awu's back, Anyu curled his lip in disdain and put his hands in his pockets.

"Excuse me, you're a student in Class 2, Grade 7, right? I saw you yesterday, nice to meet you." A faint, sweet fragrance wafted by, and the voice was exceptionally pleasant.

An Yu looked at the newcomer; she was tall, with an oval face, a clear complexion, and wore glasses. Her cherry-like lips occasionally exhaled a puff of breath in the cold winter air. Her shapely buttocks were high and firm, and the black lace trim of her black skirt was faintly visible in the breeze.

"Eri? She must be yesterday's math teacher," An Yu yawned. "Yes." He sighed, wondering how old Ran was now.

"Your class teacher, Ms. Wu, has disappeared for some reason, so I'll be your class teacher." Eri lowered her body, shook An Yu's hand, and her large breasts were faintly visible, her expression particularly fiery.

"Nice to meet you." "An Yu nodded. Teacher Wu, also known as LadyDevimon, had already escaped and regressed last night, so it was natural for her to take over as the new homeroom teacher. She heard the bell ring and a figure running towards the classroom.

Watching his retreating figure, Eri Kisaki stared at him for a moment, a faint smile playing on her lips: 'Such an adorable little boy!'

Chapter 193: ! Continuing the sincere

days passed peacefully. An Yu walked into the classroom. Because the homeroom teacher hadn't arrived, the classroom felt incredibly somber. Without LadyDevimon, one person sat with their chin resting on their hand. The other children were the same as usual, only their expressions held a hint of sadness. And right there, someone's murderous gaze swept over her, a disdainful smirk on their lips: 'Scum, you piece of trash, how dare you even show your face in the classroom? Don't you feel ashamed? Iori was killed by your friend.'"

Such harsh words made An Yu frown, and she sneered, "Do you think I have any reason to argue with an idiot? Gao Shiwu, I thought you were alright when I first met you, but what a pity. Someone like you dares to pursue Jia'er? You should go home and take some brain-dead pills." After saying that, she shook her head, with an expression of indifference.

"You scum." Gao Shiwu spat. It was truly unimaginable that the usually civilized Gao Shiwu would make such an outrageous move. His cold and disdainful expression showed that his personality was increasingly deviating from the original character.

An Yu glanced at Jia'er, who remained silent. Jia'er seemed to sense someone watching her and couldn't help but look up, her face flushing as she met An Yu's gaze. She whispered a reproach, "Both of you are responsible, but A-Wu, it's all your fault. You've changed so much, it's terrifying to me."

A-Wu, seeing Jia'er's blush, felt a chill and sneered, "You two, so lovey-dovey, tsk tsk."

An Yu frowned, about to make a move, when Jia'er stood up. A loud "slap!" came from her face. A-Wu's face burned, and he glared at Jia'er resentfully, touching his still-burning cheek. "Jia'er, you'll regret this, you..."

Their conversation grew louder, attracting the attention of the surrounding children, who pointed and whispered. The classroom's silence was broken. Da-pu wanted to speak up for Jia'er, but seeing An Yu, he swallowed his words.

"Awu, have you said enough? It's time to stop." This was the first time someone had ever insulted her like this, and Jia'er's heart was deeply wounded. Her slightly reddened eyes and pitiful expression evoked pity in anyone who saw her.

A gentle pat on the shoulder touched her. Jia'er looked up at the person, pushed them away, and forced a smile, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been criticized like this. It's all my fault." She then quietly sat back down, as if nothing had happened.

An Yu coldly stared at Gao Shiwu, suppressing the urge to punch him. She brought her mouth close to Jia'er's earlobe and whispered, "It's okay, don't pay attention to this madman. He's not the same Gao Shiwu he used to be." Her small hand gently wiped Jia'er's eyes, her movements unusually tender. He said softly, "Your cousin will protect you."

Jia'er didn't hear what he said after that. She silently lowered her head, not daring to look at An Yu. She only saw that A Wu's face suddenly turned cold, and when he stared at her, it seemed to be filled with infinite anger. Meeting his gaze, she said, "A Wu, please stop, okay? I don't care about anyone else. As long as you let go of your resentment towards An Yu, we can still be friends. Wouldn't it be better if we were all together?"

Helplessly looking at Jia'er's slightly childish words, An Yu didn't want to say anything more. He just listened quietly to their conversation.

A Wu's face remained cold. He glanced at An Yu and said, "He and I are destined to be enemies to the death." After saying that, he ignored Jia'er.

Her bangs covered half of Jia'er's face, and a hint of helplessness appeared on her beautiful face. The classroom door was gently pushed open, and Fei Yingli, dressed in a seductive uniform, walked into the classroom with a friendly expression. Her chest trembled with her swaying movements, and her alluring transparent black stockings revealed her beautiful legs.

After her gaze swept over the group of children, she launched into a lecture. Time passed quickly, and after a class period,

she said, "As you all know, our first-year student, Hida Iori, went missing last night. His body was found near the school after he was subjected to inhumane treatment. I am deeply saddened by this, and his family is on the verge of collapse. Therefore, I have decided to take you all to the mountains tonight for a moment of silence, to offer our heartfelt blessings to Iori in heaven." A sorrowful expression slipped from her eyes, her outward appearance radiating grief. An

Yu, observing her demeanor, smirked with disdain. It was all an act, merely a way to deceive these children. This supposed moment of silence was just a display of her supposed nobility in front of others. An Yu glanced around the classroom; the students seemed indifferent. In this corrupt world, who truly cared about the life or death of a person? Only those chosen children wore expressions of sorrow. This further solidified his understanding of the world he inhabited.

After speaking, Eri lifted her eyes and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes in front of everyone. As for An Yu, unlike last time when he looked at Teacher Wu (Witchmon) with a "colored" gaze, this time he seemed indifferent, simply pretending to listen attentively to the elementary school math lesson. He was already quite satisfied, because he had two female computers at home, plus Sora, so what more could he ask for?

Walking out of the classroom, Eri smiled bitterly, recalling An Yu's indifferent and disdainful gaze, and sneered inwardly. Was his charm really that bad? And he was even wearing…

The bell rang; the second period was P.E. Compared to the other kids, An Yu slowly walked to the soccer field. In Japan, the popularity of soccer far exceeds that of China; elementary schools have soccer fields, which is enough to show how much importance this country places on soccer.

An Yu sat on the school lawn, watching the kids divided into two teams in the distance. Actually, his soccer skills weren't bad either; in another parallel world, his soccer level was top-notch. The school bell rang, and a female teacher in a tracksuit stood in the middle of the field. Her white long shirt was tightly buttoned up, revealing glimpses of her breasts. She wore glasses, and her shapely buttocks were prominently displayed. If you looked closely, you would notice a Q-version doll of A-Wu tied around her waist. Her red hair hung down, and she whistled to herself. She looked at everyone with a serious expression. "Everyone, assemble! Who's so slow?" As she spoke, her gaze swept past A-Wu and landed on An Yu, who was walking slowly with his hands in his pockets in the distance. Her gaze was cold.

An Yu looked up at the person in front of him and said calmly, "Who are you?"

"New kid, I'm your class's PE teacher. My name is Hanamura Aoi. Assemble, understand? What a disobedient child." The woman pursed her lips and looked at the new student with disdain.

It was another familiar name. She scrutinized the person, and upon hearing it, she couldn't help but think of the tennis coach of the Jonan team in The Prince of Tennis. Why did all her teachers resemble other anime characters so much? Last time it was Eri Kisaki, and this time it was Aoi Hanamura.

Anba glanced at her indifferently and said, "Excuse me," before walking back to the group.

Chapter 194: A Soccer Match with A-Wu

Aoi Hanamura narrowed her eyes and walked past A-Wu. "It's alright, just be more careful next time. Let's have a soccer match for the boys today!"

She quickly selected a group of players, finally fixing her gaze on An-Yu, and said softly with concern, "You should join too. It's okay if you can't play, just have some fun."

Hearing this, An-Yu frowned. A five-a-side soccer match—there were about twenty boys in this class, and they had chosen this kid who, in the other's eyes, couldn't play soccer. It seemed like they were deliberately targeting him. "Thank you."

It was ten o'clock in the morning. On the playground, the two teams bowed to each other. "Kid, let's see how An-Yu deals with you today." A-Wu walked to An-Yu's side and whispered in his ear. This should be considered a challenge, right?

An Yu was about to retort when Daiura patted him on the shoulder, coldly looking at Awu and saying, "Your opponent is An Yu, and you're bullying someone who can't even play soccer. Only you, Takaishi Takeshi, would do something so dishonorable."

"Useless trash should shut up." Awu shook his head and returned to his seat. An

Yu smiled disdainfully, leaning against the goalpost, glancing disdainfully at Hanamura Aoi, who was preparing to kick off. This bitch really needed to be taught a lesson. His gaze lingered on the 35g bra size that could be vaguely seen under her white tracksuit.

Hanamura Aoi gave Awu an encouraging look, then kicked off the game. The ball was thrown towards Awu, who, seeing it coming, juggled it and, with agile technique, dribbled directly towards the distant goal.

Players rushed forward, trying to stop him. Oura, watching Awu intently, launched a sliding tackle, but Awu leaped through the air, dodging the defenders. He then dribbled past several more players, finally standing before the motionless Anyu. The

surrounding girls cheered at Awu's impressive performance, except for Kari and Inoue Kyo, who remained unmoved. They seemed used to this kind of thing, except Kari, who looked worriedly at Anyu standing by the goalpost.

After juggling the ball, he didn't shoot, a cold smile playing on his lips. Then, with a powerful shot, the ball arced beautifully towards Anyu's face.

Faced with such a fast ball speed, An Yu smiled disdainfully. The ball spun in the air, and just as it was about to hit his face, he quickly stepped aside with his left foot, and caught the falling ball with his right foot in the process. Then, with the ball under his foot and his middle finger dangling, he said, "You're no good."

Faced with such an unexpected situation, he said, "Hmph, you just happened to dodge it."

An Yu reached out and put his backwards hat on the ground. A breeze blew, and his handsome face caused a chorus of screams from the girls watching nearby.

"Hmph, what's so great about him? A Wu is much more handsome than him." Some of A Wu's loyal fans looked down on the infatuation shown by the other girls.

"A Wu isn't anything to praise either. Didn't you see that he just shot at An Yu? He was clearly trying to mess with him." Jia'er shook her head, looking at An Yu with worry in her eyes.

An Yu dribbled quickly, passing the ball to Dai Po. Dai Po nodded to him, easily dribbled past several players, and then locked eyes with the defender, A Wu. He dribbled forward, and A Wu followed closely, backheeling the ball to An Yu. The ball

landed perfectly at An Yu's feet. An Yu glanced at Dai Po with surprise. A Wu, however, left A Wu behind and approached him, taunting, "Beginner, let's see how An Yu deals with you." He then secretly attempted an elbow strike to An Yu's chest.

An Yu flashed past him, easily shaking him off, and volleyed the ball into the net.

Dai Po leaped into the air and headed the ball into the goal.

After finishing, he walked up to A-Wu, whose face was gloomy. "Football isn't a one-man game, so please don't insult it with your dirty feet."

Defeat? When had he ever lost to anyone? He looked coldly at An-Yu, having lost to him once again. He was unwilling to accept it, clenching his fists tightly and muttering, "We'll see."

Ignoring this big idiot, Dai-U and An-Yu nodded in unison, about to continue the kickoff, when they heard the beautiful teacher, Hanamura Aoi, swaying her body as she stood in the middle of the team, a slight smile on her lips. "I see you guys are having so much fun, so I'd like to join you for a bit. I hope you don't mind!" She then gave A-Wu a reassuring look.

Pshaw, if she, as the teacher, said that, who would mind? An Yu glanced indifferently at the other side and said, "You're the teacher, what do we have to worry about? Enough nonsense, let's kick off!"

Hua Cun Kui smiled coldly, ignoring the situation, puffed out her chest, walked to A Wu's team, kicked off with the ball, and passed it to A Wu. A Wu and she exchanged a glance, and then the ball was passed to other players. After passing the ball several times, A Wu encountered Dai Po again. After exchanging cold stares, A Wu flicked the ball with his left foot. Dai Po looked up, and at that moment, A Wu kicked him hard in the ankle with his right foot. With a sharp pain in his ankle, Dai Po fell to the ground in agony.

Sweat dripped incessantly from his forehead. Since there was no referee, Takeru ignored Oura and dribbled the ball quickly towards the goal. Anyu ran to Oura and reached out to help him up, but Oura shook his head, watching Takeru disappear into the distance. "Anyu's fine," he said, "You'd better hurry and catch up with him! Anyu doesn't want to lose face again." The first time was Takeru's first day at his new school, and his strong pride wouldn't allow him to be defeated again. The figure stood up forcefully, slamming his right foot into the ground. The pain was intense, but it spurred him on, preventing him from falling. This was the mark of the inheritor of the Badge of Courage.

After saying this, the figure endured the pain in his foot and chased after Takeru with Anyu.

A gentle breeze brushed their cheeks. Oura sped up, catching up to Awu and sliding the ball away from behind. Meanwhile, Hanamura Aoi, seeing the ball flying high, used her height advantage to leap lightly. Anba jumped quickly, and their heads collided. Anba's body crashed into Aoi, sending the ball flying out of bounds. Both fell to the ground. As Hanamura Aoi fell, she looked up to see Anba's head tightly pressed against hers, her small hands clinging to hers. The friction between their bodies after that contact stirred something within her, and she suddenly began to like the feeling. She couldn't help but subconsciously reach out. Go and hug An Yu…

An Yu smiled awkwardly, reaching out to stroke that 35e-sized steamed bun. The lollipop, once again, gave an uncooperative jolt. Hua Cun Kui's delicate hand suddenly touched such a hard lollipop, and her small hand subconsciously tightened its grip. Her face flushed red, and she dared not say anything more. She quickly released that little thing, her graceful figure standing tall, looking down at the fallen An Yu, blinking and saying, “Don’t take advantage of your teacher!” After saying that, she dribbled the ball towards the goal that was within reach. With a flash of footwork, her nimble figure soared into the air, her red hair flying in the wind. She smiled charmingly, and with a powerful left foot kick, she flicked the ball into the net.

"Awu, Teacher Anyu is pretty good, isn't he!" Huacun Kui smiled slightly. After doing all this, she raised her right hand and clapped for herself with joy. Just as she was about to look at Awu, she saw him walk up and say coldly, "Auntie, you should have passed the ball to Anyu." After saying that, she returned to her position.

Anyu, who had stood up, had a bitter smile on his lips. His younger brother had indeed performed too well just now. The anger that had been buried in his heart last night rose again. He patted the dust off his clothes and gave Daiura a high-five, saying, "It's just the beginning. Anyu and the others need to work hard." Daiura

nodded and forced a smile, saying, "It's all because of Anyu, that drag." After saying that, he waited for the kickoff.

Anyu shook hands with Daiura and said, "Don't think too much about it. Anyu and the others should be considered friends, right? Your tackle just now was very beautiful!" After saying that, he ran towards Huacun Kui, who had received the ball and was now dribbling past her opponent one-on-one.

Beneath the red hair, the figure stood still, one hand on hip, facing An Yu. "Kid, let's see if An Yu doesn't completely crush you this time." She puffed out her cheeks, exuding arrogance, her haughty expression masking a burning desire to grab An Yu and give her a good kiss.

"Auntie, how old are you?" An Yu lowered her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if teasing her.

Hanamura Aoi's gaze darkened, suppressing her anger, she forced a smile: "You should call An Yu, Teacher Hanamura. Remember, I'm twenty-nine years old this year." She ran her hand through her red hair, smiling slightly.

An Yu shook her finger. "A married woman? Very good. Don't you think it's extremely immoral to flirt with your student in public like this?" With that, the figure flashed, stealing the ball from her with her right foot, and under her intense gaze, passed it to Oura.

Daiura smiled, and after receiving the ball, Awu instantly pounced, trying to steal it from him. Daiura scoffed; he wouldn't make the same mistake again. He turned and bypassed his opponent, heading straight for the goal. However, after a long run, his foot pain suddenly flared up, slowing him down.

Awu saw this and quickly gave chase, brushing past Daiura. With a stealthy movement, he hooked Daiura's right foot, tripping him. Daiura then took possession of the ball and headed back towards the goal, unleashing a powerful long-range shot. The ball arced beautifully into the net. (

Chapter
195: The Human Heart is Dark)

As if reigning supreme, An Yu calmly surveyed the wounded Gao Shiwu, his gaze sweeping over the man's resentful eyes. He gently pressed Gao Shiwu's hair, grabbed him, and slammed him against the wall. His cold eyes were fixed on Gao Shiwu. "Your biggest mistake was jealousy. You've resorted to any means to achieve it. Even if I don't beat you to a pulp this time, someone else will. Are you afraid? Are you scared? If only you had known this would happen." He had held back for too long, always considering them mere brats. Now, they'd grown wings and dared to act arrogantly. If he didn't teach them a lesson, they'd really think he was easy to bully.

Gao Shiwu struggled to open his eyes, listening to An Yu's barbed words. He showed no remorse, only a cold smile playing on his lips. He uttered a hoarse, trembling voice, "An Yu doesn't need your pity. Your existence has completely buried An Yu's value under your halo." He then lunged at An Yu with all his might.

The surrounding people's attention was drawn to this scene, and they all condemned An Yu for his vicious attack, but they still showed no sympathy for A Wu's fate. Their eyes held a look of schadenfreude, and

a pair of small hands had already inadvertently reached out to stop him. With a forced look in her eyes, she comforted him, saying, "It's okay, it's all An Yu's fault today. He deliberately targeted you, A Wu. Please don't do this anymore, okay?" A sad expression appeared on her beautiful face, and An Yu's pitiful appearance was so endearing.

"Get out of An Yu's way... you two adulterers, stop pretending to be good people in front of An Yu." Gao Shiwu looked at Jia'er with disdain.

"A Wu, haven't you caused enough trouble? How can you say such hurtful things?" Da Pu wanted to step forward and punch him, but seeing that he was already lying on the ground, he suppressed his anger and scolded him.

Before Daiura could finish speaking, Anyu's foot had already landed on the other person's body. A sharp pain shot through him, and Awu spat out a mouthful of undigested food. He looked at Anyu, who was standing on him, with an unusually cold expression. He endured the pain and tried to struggle, but Anyu pressed him heavily to the ground with one foot.

Suddenly, a slap came flying through the air. Anyu caught it with one hand, looked at the other person, and said coldly, "Hanamura Aoi, you think you can stop Anyu?"

"Kid, haven't you made enough trouble? Awu is Anyu's sister's son. As his aunt, Anyu is only trying to protect him. You should stop Anyu. Anyu won't pursue the matter of deliberately kicking him just now." Hanamura Aoi looked at Anyu in surprise that she had caught the slap so easily. Unwilling to give up, she kicked Anyu's foot again.

Faced with such provocation, the Seven Demon Kings' spirit intensified within them. With his left hand, he pressed down on Hanamura Aoi's oncoming foot, then leaped up and kicked her directly in the stomach, sending her sprawling to the ground. "An Yu, you violent maniac! Stop right now! How dare you lay a hand on your teacher!"

A group of students around them outwardly flattered the female teacher while secretly envying An Yu's ability to disobey his teacher's orders, wishing they were him.

He had long since seen those eyes. His repeated forbearance wasn't out of cowardice, but simply because he didn't want to argue with children. But he was wrong. These brats couldn't be treated like children. He had had enough of those eyes; it was time to teach them a lesson. A black fireball ignited in his middle finger and he hurled it at the distant crowd.

A group of children, seeing the incoming fireball, retreated in fear, the ground igniting and spewing up large swathes of black flames. The terrified crowd stared at An Yu, whose personality had suddenly changed drastically. They had initially thought he was just being insulted, but now he was actually attacking.

"See? He's a madman! You scum, you've finally shown your true colors!" the children shouted, pointing fingers at An Yu. Under their mocking gazes, Gao Shiwu struggled to his feet, about to speak, when An Yu stomped on him again.

"Falling down and trying to get up? Hmph, you brats, I've had enough!" An Yu kicked Awu in the face, the impact breaking his teeth, leaving his face swollen and red—a far cry from his usual upright appearance. Looking at An Yu's sudden personality change, Jia'er stood there, stunned, her gaze fixed on his aloof back. Was this the real him? So terrifying.

"An Yu, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly acting like this towards everyone?" Jia'er asked, puzzled. An Yu had initially given her a sense of familiarity, but deep down she felt An Yu wouldn't be so cruel. Was this going to distance Jia'er from the familiar feeling she had for An Yu?

An Yu smiled, tossed A Wu to the ground, walked to Jia'er, and pulled her into a hug. She whispered, "Want to know? Then listen carefully!" Her small hands gently stroked Jia'er's hands.

Jia'er's face flushed instantly. Her small hand was being stroked by An Yu, and it was that familiar feeling again. Her chest pressed against his, she felt both joy and shyness. Just as she was about to push him away, she heard a sudden commotion around her. "Did you see that? Jia'er is actually interacting with this scumbag like that. She's definitely not a good person. A-Wu was right, they're a pair of adulterers."

This must be what they mean by "trouble comes from the mouth." An Yu reached out and pulled Jia'er away, scoffing. It wasn't that he was petty, but there was no need to show any mercy to these scumbags. With a wave of his hand, a small Black Flame Beast King Fist flew out, striking the brats. Under the scorching heat of the dark flames, they were instantly burned into dust.

"An Yu, what are you doing? Why did you kill someone... Are you crazy?" Daipu asked, somewhat annoyed. Although he also disliked these people, he couldn't possibly kill them.

How dare they say such hurtful and baseless things to his face? His patience had its limits. "An Yu was just thinking, should these people all be killed? So I couldn't help but act." An Yu shrugged, putting on an innocent expression.

"He can talk about killing so grandly? He must be crazy. An Yu, let's kill him together, for the sake of our classmates." One of the kids pulled out a Japanese watermelon knife from his pocket at some point, placed it on his shoulder, and said with a bloodthirsty look.

The others exchanged a knowing glance. Surprisingly, these kids were all holding murder weapons. Looking into their dark eyes, Daipu couldn't help but think that murders were rampant all over this country.

"Did you see that? Jia'er, this is the true nature of your classmates who spend every day with you. In such a dark world, you can still live so long so innocently." An Yu grasped Jia'er's hand, gently pulling him into his arms, his gaze coldly fixed on the little devils slowly approaching with their weapons.

Jia'er lowered his head timidly, about to protest, when he heard, "Look, Jia'er is all lovey-dovey with that guy again, all sweet and affectionate. They're definitely in cahoots." After saying that, a blade gleaming with a cold light flashed and slashed at Jia'er.

Da Pu saw the slashing knife coming and knew things were going badly. He was about to step in to stop it when he saw An Yu release Jia'er, grab the knife in one hand, blood flowing from his palm. "Killing someone? You little devils, stop right there." After saying that, a large flame instantly ignited in his left palm and struck the other's stomach.

A heart-wrenching scream erupted, and the body slowly turned into a cloud of black dust. Life ended in An Yu's hands.

Blood flowed from his right hand. A mocking smile played on An Yu's lips as his cold gaze swept over the brats still clinging to him and Jia'er. "Let's all attack together! What does death matter? As long as we can rid the people of this scourge and kill these two, An Yu and his ilk will die without regret." Another grandiloquent statement, and the crowd surged forward once more.

"Why are they attacking An Yu? An Yu doesn't know what he did wrong," Jia'er murmured, her frail body pressed tightly against An Yu's back.

"Enough talk, just follow behind An Yu." An Yu shook his head, grabbed Jia'er, and leaped backward. Powered by the Fire God Beast, he easily distanced himself from the others. He unleashed a move reminiscent of Iori Yagami's Dark Fist from King of Fighters, condensing flames that shot from the ground, igniting the brat's feet and reducing them to a pile of bones under the inextinguishable flames.

A chilling atmosphere enveloped the entire school, as if the whole place had instantly changed. People emerged from all directions, weapons in hand, their cold gazes fixed on An Yu and Jia'er.

"Are you scared?" An Yu asked, brushing aside Jia'er's hair, his eyes fixed intently on her.

Jia'er shook her head, crouching down, and said, "An Yu doesn't know why they've become like this, but everything was fine before you came." "

Chapter 196: Slaughter and Empty Kiss

The scene is as powerful as a single-player game from the previous life, like a zombie apocalypse. However, the group of people in front of him are nothing more than a group of demons in human skin. An Yu waved his hand and looked at Da Pu in the distance, reminding him: "If you don't want to die, you'd better come to An Yu's side quickly." "After saying that, the figure rushed into the crowd.

With a swift movement, the swords of the demons, gleaming white in the sunlight, flashed with a chilling light the moment they brushed against An Yu's gaze. They surged forward, their eyes bloodshot. This was the rule of a dark world; those who didn't understand the rules would be slaughtered.

An Yu closed his eyes slightly, and a ball of flame erupted from his body. The swords struck the demons, instantly burning them to ashes. A massive ball of flame emanated from his body; as the wind rose, anyone who approached was instantly incinerated. After the cries of agony, he bid a tearful farewell to this world.

"A demon, did you see that? He was a complete demon." "Awu, enduring the pain, got up from the ground. Knowing things were going badly for him, Patamon evolved into Angemon and dragged his body away into the distance.

People surged in like a tide, filled with endless bloodlust. They felt no sorrow for their fallen comrade, only hatred for Anyu and Kari. Throughout the school, except for a few slightly rational people, everyone picked up weapons and, like madmen, unleashed a torrent of sharp blades. On the

school building, a woman with a voluptuous figure looked at Anyu, who was surrounded in the center of the area. She raised her glasses, her left hand lightly tracing the empty collar of her clothes, and let out a soft, seductive moan, "Such a beautiful body, yet no one enjoys it. How lonely. Kid, you deserve it for daring to ignore Anyu." "

Just as she finished speaking and was about to turn away, a quick glance revealed that in the center of the playground in the distance, An Yu released Jia'er's hand, spread his ten fingers in a downward bend, and unleashed the starting stance of Death Shot. Unreserved bullets swept out from his fingers, instantly killing the children who hit them.

As corpses fell to the ground and blood flowed, the crowd's bloodshot eyes turned deep red. An Yu watched the growing number of people and smiled bitterly. This was truly endless; what difference was there between this and a game? A cold smile appeared on his lips. Looking at the

slowly approaching crowd, she hugged An Yu tightly from behind, burying her head in his chest. "Go, you can definitely leave on your own. There's no need to drag An Yu down with you." The killing bullets incinerated the surrounding crowd into dust.

Jia'er shook her head bitterly, looking at the pile of bones in front of her, and murmured, "An Yu left her at home. He was afraid something would happen to her if she came to school." "

What an idiot, but never mind, Dark Feather will protect you." Dark Feather's eyes were fixed on the crowd, her small hand gently grasping the other's hand, giving it a light pinch, and then teasingly saying.

Jia'er raised an eyebrow and gently scolded, "Even at a time like this, you're still bullying Dark Feather." As she spoke, the brats wielding weapons slashed at her simultaneously.

Dark Feather scooped Jia'er into her arms, her figure disappearing into the air. Although she appeared to have no wings, she was actually invisible, having inherited the power of Fire Dragon Beast.

"Silly girl, where did your Gatomon go?" Dark Feather thought she could definitely take you away, and Dark Feather still wanted to play with these people! "An Yu condensed Huan Ye back to its original form and grasped it. With one hand pointing towards the ground, two blue ice dragons were unleashed. The Hyōrinmaru instantly annihilated the Japanese soldiers in the crowd into dust. Ooura,

standing to the side, looked at the sky. Seeing his stunned expression, the soldiers quickly shifted their focus, their weapons flashing cold light as they hurtled towards Ooura.

Looking back at the group of soldiers, Ooura gave a helpless bitter smile. His armored Digivice flashed, and Veemon evolved into EX. "X-ray!" A white light shot from its forehead, instantly killing the approaching enemies.

"Ooura, hold onto An Yu. An Yu will take you away from here, otherwise, An Yu and the others will die," Veemon EX murmured, glancing sideways at Ooura.

Ooura shook his head, looking around. Seeing the enemies closing in step by step, he couldn't help but ask, "What about Kyo? He's still in the crowd." "

An Yu paused in mid-air, looking down before glancing back at Jia'er. 'Hold An Yu, An Yu will take you away.' He then tightened his grip on her hand.

A blush crept across Jia'er's face as she wrapped her arms around An Yu's waist, feeling his soft, fragrant body. An Yu smiled faintly. 'What's wrong? Isn't An Yu's embrace warm?' He then embraced Jia'er, and in a moment of distraction, lowered his head and planted a deep kiss on her lips.

Jia'er blushed deeply, her heart pounding. Her tongue lightly brushed against An Yu's lips, her arms tightly wrapped around him. The air currents lifted stray strands of hair from her bangs, revealing her delicate and charming face. After a moment, An Yu's lips parted from hers, and he pulled Jia'er into his embrace.

'An Yu, do you really love An Yu?'" Jia'er lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at An Yu in front of her. But in her panic, her small hand suddenly loosened, and she plummeted rapidly from the sky.

An Yu, seeing this, felt uneasy. Without pausing, invisible wings unfurled from behind him, and he swooped down, trying to grab Jia'er's hand.

The little devils, watching Jia'er fall from the sky, revealed wicked smiles. They pointed their weapons at the sky; anyone who landed on them would have a hard time surviving. Of course, these madmen had no mercy; beneath their ugly faces... A smug smile crept across his lips.

Jia'er closed her eyes, ending her wait for death.

In the instant of her descent, An Yu accelerated to his limit, his gaze icy as he looked down. A death shot flew from his left hand, instantly killing some of the enemies. He moved again, catching Jia'er in his arms and hovering ten centimeters above the ground.

He exhaled, looking at the woman in his arms, and patted her cheek, saying, "It's alright. With An Yu here, you can't die even if you want to." As he spoke, his eyes swept around, and a concentrated flame rose from his hand, emanating a powerful aura that instantly enveloped the surroundings in a gloomy atmosphere.

"Meteor...fire," An Yu's lips curled into a wild smile, his cold eyes sweeping over the scum around him, "Eight cups of wine." "The blazing flames were released in an instant from their condensation, burning forth from his fingertips like a vast sea of fire. The surrounding imps perished instantly, their corpses not turning to dust as before, but lying bloodied and mangled on the ground.

Where the fire passed, carnage littered the ground. A cold wind swept by, and in the distance, groups of imps stood smugly, glancing at An Yu before charging at him again, showing no fear, like walking corpses.

Then came another move: Eight Cups of Wine..."

Eight Cups of Wine—this was a technique he imitated from Iori Yagami's divine move in King of Fighters '97 in his previous life. Compared to the former, which sealed the enemy and rendered them immobile, the Eight Cups of Wine in An Yu's hands, while similar in appearance to Iori Yagami, had a vastly different attack effect.

He unleashed the Eight Cups of Wine again, killing the enemy blocking his path right in front of a little girl. With a cold glint in his eyes, he turned to look at the girl behind him and said with a faint smile, "Don't you think An Yu is cruel? And yet you've fallen in love with someone as cruel as An Yu. Isn't that tragic?" He then slowly walked towards Jia'er, lifting her chin and gazing intently at her.

"Watch out!" A red figure suddenly leaped from the spot. Their eyes met, a cold glint flashing in their eyes. The enemy held a small knife, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath, sweat dripping from his forehead. He looked at his enemy with a chilling gaze, as if determined to kill him.

An Yu chuckled, his right hand rising lightly to grab the other's throat, his cold gaze meeting hers. "Hanamura Aoi, it seems you still don't know how to be taught a lesson!"

"You demon, you've killed so many students, and now you want to kill your teacher, An Yu?" Hanamura Aoi met his gaze coldly, seemingly unafraid of death.

"Teacher, An Yu didn't mean it," Jia'er pleaded, her small hand pressed to her chest as she silently prayed.

Before she could finish speaking, they heard the children in the distance retaliate again, their numb bodies seemingly controlled, their corpses scattered across the playground, emitting a strong stench.

An Yu frowned. "An Yu, An Yu, let's leave first!" Oura, along with Inoue Kyo, shouted from the sky.

Nodding, he released his grip on Hanamura Aoi's neck and pulled her into his arms. "You silly woman, how about it? Since An Yu saved you, are you going to repay me with your body?" Under Jia'er's questioning gaze, he used his other arm to hold her, then leaped into the air, soaring through the sky.

A cold wind blew as An Yu held the woman in his arms, looking down at Hanamura Aoi's flushed face. His small hand slipped inside her clothes, gently kneading her breasts. "You rascal, let go!"

"An Yu advises you not to resist in vain, or you'll be the one falling. This is what you owe An Yu." An Yu buried his head in her breasts, his small tongue gently licking the rosy nipple.

A heavy feeling settled in her chest, yet looking at the little devils on the ground, she felt a strange thrill. Her jade-like hand couldn't help but explore downwards, tightly grasping a large, warm wooden stick. Her heart pounded even faster. Her tongue gently hooked onto An Yu's lips, lingering in a tender kiss high in the air.

"As expected of a woman from the same family," An Yu chuckled bitterly, pulling her close with one arm and thrusting deeply into her through her sportswear.

"..." A stream of water instantly flowed from her valley, soaking her. Her blushing gaze dared not look at An Yu any longer.

Jia'er, held in An Yu's other arm, watched the two perform such a difficult act high in the air, too ashamed and indignant to watch any longer. She buried her head in An Yu's chest, seemingly vying for his affections with Hanamura Aoi.

As for whether An Yu was the original one, he had no intention of letting Jia'er know now... because what they had before was merely familial affection.

Chapter 197: Pushing Down Hanamura Aoi

In the distance, Inoue Kyo, sitting on the back of the Iron Eagle Beast, and Oura, who was hugging the V-Beast EX, stared blankly at An Yu, who was embracing both of them. Oura gave a helpless bitter smile, "Looks like he's getting more and more of a womanizer." He then sighed silently, seemingly mocking his own incompetence.

Inoue Kyo covered her face, not daring to look at An Yu, her disgust for him rising sharply. She removed her glasses, revealing a beautiful face, and flew behind Oura towards An Yu.

Seeing the newcomer, An Yu was bored and freed from the teasing. The four of them stood in the air. Kari smiled bitterly and said, "Let's go to An Yu's house first. If we stay here any longer, something bad will happen sooner or later."

"Kari, you and An Yu sit on the back of the Iron Eagle Beast together! Otherwise, this guy will take the opportunity to bully you again." Inoue Kyo looked at An Yu, who was hugging Kari, and said with inward disdain.

Jia'er hesitated for a moment, then glanced at An Yu. "An Yu, we're leaving first." She carefully released his hand, a strange glint in her eyes, and leaped onto the Iron Eagle Beast.

"Perfect timing. An Yu also has things to do. Be careful on your way." An Yu sighed with a wry smile.

The three nodded and flew towards Jia'er's house, leaving only An Yu clinging tightly to the mature woman, Hanamura Aoi. "What do you want to do?" Hanamura Aoi frowned. She'd already been thoroughly teased by this brat; she wondered what tricks he'd come up with next, and a sense of dread crept into her heart.

"Teacher, you know this isn't suitable for you An Yu. Let's go somewhere quiet!" With that, he lightly patted Hanamura Aoi's shapely buttocks, then, still holding the beauty, vanished like lightning, leaving only a group of lifeless brats roaring at the sky in the schoolyard.

It was just before ten in the morning. In no time, An Yu had already carried Hua Cun Kui's delicate body into a grove of trees, tossing her to the ground.

Beneath her graceful body, Hua Cun Kui stared directly into An Yu's eyes. She rose from the ground, bracing herself with one hand, and with a sinister look, pulled a dagger from her sleeve, aiming it at him.

"A mere trick." An Yu swiftly dodged, knocking the dagger to the ground with one hand. He looked at Hua Cun Kui with interest, pulling her into his arms and kissing her cherry-like lips, their bodies entwined.

No matter how much Hua Cun Kui struggled, An Yu held her tightly, unable to move. His other hand gently stroked her long red hair. "Let go, you bastard!" Hua Cun Kui screamed hysterically, twisting her slender waist in an attempt to break free.

"Hmph, are you scared? Stop laughing. Just enjoy it. There's no point in resisting." With that, she ripped open the other woman's clothes, revealing her rounded breasts. The fabric flared, and her soft, elastic breasts were barely concealed. How could An Yu not be moved by such a seductive figure? His erect penis, heavy with desire, pierced through the fabric.

The woman's slender waist stung shyly from the force of the thrust. "Let go! What do you want?" she cried, throwing a punch at An Yu.

An Yu grabbed her fist and looked at her coldly. "You want to kill me? What do you think I want?" With a flick of his wrist, he embraced her delicate body. With a tear, her clothes were undone, revealing her white, alluring figure, as supple as a water snake. The unique charm of a mature 29-year-old woman was on full display.

Relying on the beauty's delicate body, her small hands gently climbed onto those strong breasts. Women are made of water, especially when faced with a huge external threat, unable to resist, yet their tenderness can still be seen. "Bastard, how old are you, already bullying people like this?" she said, frantically trying to break free.

"Impolite resistance will only further stimulate Dark Feather's interest in you." Dark Feather chuckled, her small hands quickly tearing open the other's black skirt. A black light enveloped the two of them, and they instantly disappeared from the spot.

In the white surroundings, Dark Feather pressed her to the ground, savagely tearing at her clothes. "No...you...you bastard...let go of Dark Feather right now!" she said, twisting her pert buttocks. Dark Feather ignored the obstacle in front of her and stripped her of all her clothes.

In less than half a day, a magnificent work of art was created. Huacun Kui hugged her breasts tightly, her red hair covering her beautiful face. She clenched her teeth, her undulating breasts swaying in the wind and rain. Her large breasts pressed tightly against her body, and her pale yellow panties tightly covered her valley. Her alluring body was pressed tightly against the space. Looking at An Yu who was slowly approaching with a lewd smile, she felt a sense of fear for no reason.

With a small hand, she pulled away the other woman's delicate hand, gently kneading her breasts in a Tai Chi motion. The two embraced tightly, and her younger brother thrust upwards forcefully. A seductive moan rang out, "Ah, you bastard, let go!"

Ignoring the woman's resistance, An Yu gently stroked her face, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Are you looking forward to it? As a twelve- or nineteen-year-old married woman, how could An Yu let this opportunity pass?" He then slapped her body,

squatted down, and buried his face between her legs, frantically sucking the milky white fluid gushing from her honey pot. At the same time, he used his rough tongue as a penis, inserting it deep into the pink cleft between her petals, his tongue immediately enveloped and sucked by layers of tender flesh.

Hua Cun Kui's waist trembled wildly; she had never experienced such pleasure before. At this moment, she was completely conquered by An Yu.

This was just the prelude. An Yu's tongue moved in and out incessantly, sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes curled into a small ball, sometimes swaying left and right. His tongue swept wildly across Hanamura Aoi's pink, moist petals, then slapped, bumped, and circled her engorged clitoris with the tip of his tongue. Then he stretched his tongue almost to the core, engaging in a frenzied, deep and shallow thrusting, swirling and churning it back and forth and side to side as he inserted and withdrew...

Wow... Ugh... You bad guy... Ah... Waaah... I can't take it anymore...!

Hanamura Aoi gasped for breath, her two pink, white, firm, and swollen breasts trembling and shimmering. She could barely maintain her one-legged stance, her steps trembling slightly.

"Ah...mmm...good...brother...brother...I can't take it anymore...Aoi can't take it anymore...ah...mmm...too deep...oh...so beautiful...ah...brother...Aoi...Aoi is coming...ah...!"

With a moan from Hanamura Aoi, a stream of white fluid gushed from her lower body, spraying all over An Yu's face.

Hanamura Aoi completely collapsed.

Seeing Hanamura Aoi's appearance, An Yu knew that Hanamura Aoi had already endured a great deal of pleasure. She had climaxed twice in a short period of time. An Yu immediately stopped, picked up the clothes next to him and put them on the ground.

He straightened Hanamura Aoi's position, smiled at her, and gave her a French kiss. His right hand grasped his penis and gently scraped Hanamura Aoi's tender vulva. Hanamura Aoi immediately let out a soft moan from the scraping.

"...mmm..."

An Yu's left hand simultaneously caressed Hanamura Aoi's upper body, kneading her breasts.

When Hanamura Aoi was almost ready, An Yu thrust into her body with a soft plop.

Hanamura Aoi frowned, but felt little pain. Having already climaxed twice, and with plenty of lubrication from her vaginal fluids, the pain was fleeting. She felt something scalding hot being inserted into her wet, swollen opening, and the next second, a powerful wave of pleasure washed over her.

An Yu, one hand caressing her buttocks, the other kneading her clitoris, his fingers already wet with her juices.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Hanamura Aoi moaned.

An Yu's sensations were equally intense. Layers upon layers of pink flesh enveloped, sucked, and tightly gripped her entire penis, especially the glans, which was sucked firmly by Hanamura Aoi's cervix like a baby nursing. An Yu could only press himself against Hanamura Aoi's soft, boneless, fragrant body, panting heavily and unable to move, otherwise the tingling pleasure spreading from his penis throughout his body would cause him to lose control and ejaculate prematurely.

"Aoi, I never expected your 'secret spot' to be so alluring, it's a top-tier spot, one in a million, and most importantly, you're still a virgin," An Yu said to Hanamura Aoi in surprise.

Hanamura Aoi gave An Yu a charming look.

An Yu kissed Hanamura Aoi's red lips with wet kisses, her delicate tongue almost breaking off from his caresses, his saliva being sucked to its limit; her breasts were kneaded and caressed with just the right amount of force, her nipples, the size of peanuts, were pinched and teased, sucked wildly, licked and circled with his tongue, and even gently bitten or stretched with his teeth; her honey hole was being violently thrust into and pounded by An Yu's huge penis... Ah, under the combined attack from above, middle and below, the radiant and sweet beauty, like a ripe apple, was breathtaking. Her snow-white arms gripped An Yu's waist tightly, her two beautiful legs spread in an M shape, her round buttocks thrusting high, then lowering, then thrusting upwards again...; the tender pink walls of her vagina were gradually contracting and tightening around the large penis that was inserted...

An Yu knew that the beautiful woman beneath him was about to reach another orgasm, so he thrust wildly and violently, even though Hua Cun Kui cried out repeatedly and moaned, he appreciated it while also stimulating his sense of heroic accomplishment. His thrusting and withdrawing movements not only didn't slow down, but became faster, harder, and heavier than before, each strike hitting the very core of her flower...

Ah... lighter... a little... ooh... too deep... oh... ooh... too... heavy... no... An Yu no... ah...

What a lovely beauty! Hua Cun Kui let out a melodious moan that would linger for days, her cervix tightly gripping the large glans that had entered her, immediately spurting out a large gush of sticky, milky-white, ripe vaginal fluid, completely soaking the purplish-red glans.

Under this onslaught, An Yu continued thrusting dozens more times before roaring and ejaculating his own essence! Hua Cun Kui, scalded by An Yu's hot semen, gasped even more heavily. Her body trembled again.

After the rain clouds dispersed, An Yu's body pressed tightly against Hanamura Aoi's, leaning against her with a sense of enjoyment. The impact of the seventeen-centimeter thrust left Hanamura Aoi with a hint of resentment and self-mockery, clinging to An Yu as if holding her child. She murmured, "You're so mean, how dare you treat An Yu like this." As she spoke, An Yu's small hands gently tucked the blue and white tank top into her breasts, leaving a trail of crimson on the ground.

An Yu looked at the woman he had made love to in the woods, his lips gently loosening the tank top slightly. The slight droop did not diminish her allure; instead, it added a touch of mature womanly seduction. "From now on, you belong only to An Yu. I never imagined you were still a virgin." He buried his head between her legs, inhaling her faint fragrance.

"You still dare to say that, you bastard." Her small fists landed on An Yu's body, but with a weak, feeble feel.

"Bastard? Then An Yu will show you

how much more of a bastard I can be." An Yu closed her eyes in enjoyment, her fists not hitting him with such force, the blows feeling more like a massage. But she quickly stood up, looking at that unique thing, and Hanamura Aoi lowered her head shyly, a blush spreading across

her face, utterly timid. He grabbed Hanamura Aoi's hand and thrust his erect member straight into her mouth.

Feeling the discomfort in her mouth, she gave An Yu a shy glare, then suddenly felt the object penetrate deep into her throat. An Yu trembled uncontrollably, each thrust accompanied by wanton cries that made him unable to stop.

After the fling, he reached out and drew a line of data in the space. The torn clothes were restored to their original state, and two figures walked out of the space. A gentle breeze blew, and Hanamura Aoi still looked at An Yu with hatred on her face. She sneered, "An Yu will kill you sooner or later." After saying that, the figure slowly walked towards the direction where the forest connected to the outside world.

On the other side, the city was even more chaotic because of the deaths of a large number of students at Kawada Elementary School. Police cars sped along the highway, their sirens blaring, always carrying a jarring noise that was hard for those around to bear.

Chapter 198: Eating Yagami Yuko

and Pushing Yagami Yuko

On the other side, in the city, which was as terrifying as a zombie apocalypse, the atmosphere in Kari's home was extremely tense. Yagami Taichi walked to the window and looked at the street outside. People walked on the street like zombies, their lifeless eyes turned blood red, and they grinded their teeth. People fought each other like zombies, leaving behind cold skeletons.

"Kari, what happened? Why did this happen?" Yagami Taichi walked to the sofa and his eyes swept over the children one by one, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Darkwing...Darkwing doesn't know what's wrong either. It's been like this since this morning. If this continues, all the Darkwings will die," Kari replied with a bitter smile. Looking at Tai, she suddenly felt a chill in her heart. Was this still her brother? How could he say such a thing to her?

"Alright, everyone, stop talking. The Darkwings should stay here for a while! Also, Kari, you must apologize to Takeru. Yamato seemed very angry just now and is on his way with Gabumon and Takeru. The Darkwings don't want to ruin our brotherly friendship because of you." After saying that, she gave a cold laugh, sat on the sofa, closed her eyes, and waited quietly.

The clatter of pots and pans filled the kitchen as a woman in her late twenties busily prepared delicious meals. Her figure, far from being marred by marriage, seemed to have gained a more mature and alluring charm. She gently wiped the sweat from her brow. As a traditional housewife, she had to be responsible for her children. Hesitantly glancing out the window at the desolate scene of rows of cold, lifeless corpses, a sudden unease flickered across her face. Her finger, inadvertently, had been slightly cut by the kitchen knife, a trickle of blood flowing freely. With a bitter smile, she reached into her ample bosom and pulled a white tissue, tying it to her fingertip to prevent tetanus.

Suddenly, sensing movement outside the window, she looked out and witnessed a scene that astonished her.

A figure in a trench coat walked down the street, his aloof demeanor rising to a standstill. All around him lay piles of fallen corpses. A flash of flame engulfed him instantly, burning him to death. With a leap, he stood atop the second-floor kitchen window of Jia'er's house, looking down at the groups of Japanese soldiers crawling upwards. He exhaled, his gaze falling on a young woman in her early twenties staring at him with terror. He forced a middle finger to his lips. "Shh, sister, don't make a sound. Look down, those devils are climbing up. Open the window and let An Yu in. An Yu is Jia'er's friend."

Hearing An Yu's words, the woman nodded warily, opening the window. An Yu leaped inside, his legs instantly swinging to the right, locking the window shut. He then tackled the woman to the ground, and a steamy scene ensued.

At close range, her dewy lips were only 0.01 centimeters away from An Yu. As a mature young boy, An Yu would definitely have taken a good look at the woman's appearance beforehand. At first glance, she was stunning. Upon closer inspection, he found that her appearance was just like Jia'er when she grew up, giving people a sense of peace. Based on his experience as a transmigrator, it would seem a waste not to win her over, which would be a disservice to his grand harem dream. A playful smile appeared on his lips.

In his daze, the woman realized that they had touched. She hurriedly reached out to push away the boy who claimed to be Jia'er's friend, but found that his eyes were looking at her with a lewd look. However, she quickly thought that he was just an eleven or twelve-year-old kid, so she let it go and said gently, "Little boy, Auntie is a little breathless from being hugged by you. Let go quickly!"

"Sister, you stole An Yu's first kiss. You have to take responsibility." An Yu scratched his head and stood up, pretending to tease her.

"Since you're Jia'er's friend, why don't you sit in the hall first? You're all around the same age, you'll have more to talk about. Your older sister, An Yu, still needs to cook!" After saying that, she ignored An Yu and just stood to the side carefully cooking, feeling wary.

After seeing through the woman's gaze, An Yu thought for a moment. This scene was really similar to when Ming Mei and he had made love in the kitchen. Should he take advantage of this? Thinking about it, a naive smile appeared on his lips. "Sister, what's your name? You look so young! I didn't expect you to be Jia'er's mother."

As he spoke, he launched a sneak attack from behind, and under his small body, a certain unworthy younger brother stood proudly.

"Let go of An Yu, little brother! How old are you? Do you want to grow up to be a pervert?" The woman, who looked like a fierce woman, suddenly erupted, throwing An Yu away with one hand and panting heavily. But An Yu's hand inadvertently tore open her jeans, revealing her round, white panties, which added to her allure. Gazing at the woman's graceful body, An Yu's handsome face wore a strange smile: "What's a pervert? As long as An Yu can eat you, that's enough. Remember, there's no woman that An Yu can't get. If it weren't for your looks, do you think An Yu would want to push you down?" After saying that, he patted the young woman's shapely buttocks again.

The young woman was filled with shame and indignation. An Yu's domineering manner had made her heart tremble. His small body pressed against hers, and she felt his thin body playing with her, and more importantly, his enormous member rubbing against her skin. "Let go, you're so bad, let go! My chest feels so full, I feel like I have a force to release but I can't... Ah... let go... let go!"

A few words tinged with misery escaped her lips. An Yu glanced at the young woman in surprise, then scratched his head. His small hands began to massage her firm breasts. Under the intimate touch, the young woman seemed to gradually get used to it, but she still let out mournful cries, each sound an expression of her current feelings.

"You little slut, you're already so wanton before I've even used my full strength. How can I go easy on you?" An Yu licked his slightly dry lips, then kissed the beautiful young woman's face. His vigorous movements quickly dismantled her clothes. It was a body that was almost perfect. There is no such thing as perfection in this world, and what was even more precious was her smooth skin, as tender as spring rain. Without hesitation, his erect penis thrust into her.

"Ah..."

Jia'er's mother beneath him moaned softly and weakly, her long hair scattered messily on the ground, her jade head swaying from side to side, her posture quite disheveled.

After a while, it seemed that An Yu's continuous thrusting had aroused her desire again, and her plump buttocks and slender waist began to sway in rhythm with An Yu's movements once more. An Yu said joyfully, "Baby...you're so horny..."

She hummed, "Mmm...mmm...my little darling...it's all...your...big...cocky...so naughty...mmm...mmm..."

This went on for a full hour, and Jia'er's mother's honeypot was overflowing with juices, having already climaxed four times. Suddenly, An Yu felt a tingling sensation down her spine, an overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body. She thrust and pounded relentlessly, her large glans hitting Jia'er's mother's clitoris with each thrust, a stream of hot, thick semen shooting straight into her core. The tingling, itchy sensation drove Jia'er's mother to a frenzy, causing her to writhe violently, climaxing for the fifth time.

An Yu said with pleasure, "Baby! You look so beautiful when you're being wild! An Yu loves the way you act wild."

Jia'er's mother said coquettishly, "An Yu, you're almost killing me with your penetration!"

An Yu said again, "Is it making you writhe on the ground, like you're dying?"

Jia'er's mother blushed and said, "Yes! If you... say that again, An Yu will... ignore you..."

Jia'er's mother, blushing, deliberately pouted, feigning anger with a charmingly angry expression. An Yu was completely captivated, and he pulled her close, holding her tightly in his arms. Jia'er's mother, in turn, nestled against An Yu's firm chest, both reminiscing about the pleasure of their recent encounter.

Suddenly, An Yu chuckled, making Jia'er's mother ask curiously, "An Yu! What are you laughing at?"

An Yu replied, "Baby! How many times did you climax just now?"

Jia'er's mother blushed deeply, stammering, "An Yu... I don't know... I... I can't... remember..."

How could she possibly say something so embarrassing? An Yu relentlessly pressed her to tell him, kissing and kneading her full breasts, determined to make her confess.

Jia'er's mother, worn down by An Yu's teasing, had no choice but to obediently say, "Alright, alright, good husband, I just...I've already...I've done it five times, don't laugh at An Yu anymore!"

An Yu pretended to suddenly realize something and said, "Oh! No wonder, look, the whole carpet is covered in your wetness."

Jia'er's mother turned around and her pink face turned even redder than her ears. She probably never dreamed that she would be so wanton today. To prevent the hotel staff from seeing her wetness through the carpet, she quickly got up from An Yu's arms, grabbed her nightgown from the sofa, and knelt in front of An Yu, carefully wiping it. Her snow-white, plump, and round buttocks were right in front of An Yu's face, allowing him to see them clearly.

"Baby! Your buttocks are so beautiful," said An Yu.

Jia'er's mother, still working, replied, "Mmm! Husband! If you like, look all you want. An Yu has given you everything!"

An Yu looked and touched, gently caressing her, occasionally reaching into her rosy vulva, causing Jia'er's mother's body to tremble. She turned to An Yu and said, "Husband! An Yu is doing something! Don't mess around. Once An Yu is done, you can do whatever you want, An Yu will do it."

But despite her words, An Yu's hands continued to grope and tease her buttocks.

Jia'er's mother, aroused by An Yu's teasing, had her desire reignited. She no longer cared about anything, burying her face in An Yu's arms, blushing and pouting, and then passionately kissing him.

An Yu whispered softly in her ear, "What's wrong, my darling An Yu? You're thinking about it again?"

Jia'er's mother hummed in response, pulling An Yu into a tight embrace, her delicate body rubbing against him to relieve her itch. Occasionally, her vulva would touch An Yu's large penis, sending a shiver of pleasure through her, and a large amount of her juices would flow out.

Dark Feather said lewdly, "Sister, baby! Dark Feather really wants to fuck your cunt again."

Jia'er's mother moaned, "Hmm...then you...come...fuck me..."

Dark Feather asked, "Baby! What do you want Dark Feather to fuck?"

Jia'er's mother, still writhing on Dark Feather's body, said, "Hmm...come and fuck...fuck...sister's...honey cunt..."

Dark Feather said again, "Baby! Shall we try something different?"

She said, "Anyway, Dark Feather has given you everything, however you want to play, Dark Feather will do as you please! Hmm..."

Dark Feather said, "Baby! Dark Feather wants you to face down, stick your buttocks up high, and Dark Feather wants to penetrate your honey cunt from behind."

Jia'er's mother was burning with lust at this moment. Not to mention that Dark Feather was about to fuck her honey cunt, she would even agree to get pregnant and give birth to a son for Dark Feather at this moment!

She hummed "Hmm..." and obediently turned over and lay prone on the carpet, kneeling with her knees bent, sticking her plump, white buttocks up.

An Yu admired her closely for a while longer, growing more and more fond of her. He tenderly caressed her for a moment before grasping his thick, long penis. The glans tapped against her plump buttocks a few times, causing Jia'er's mother to tremble slightly. She turned back, looking shyly, and said, "Good baby! Please don't put your big penis in the wrong place!..." An Yu responded softly, using two fingers to pry open her vulva, revealing a bright red, glistening hole. He thrust his large penis inside and began to fuck her continuously. An Yu's hands were pressed tightly against Jia'er's mother's smooth, round buttocks. He tilted his head slightly, admiring her alluring beauty. Her large, watery eyes glanced at him, radiating a captivating flame.

Occasionally, when An Yu thrust particularly hard, Jia'er's mother would reward him with a seductive smile, making An Yu feel dizzy and lightheaded. Then, another round of vigorous thrusting would begin. Sometimes, the sounds of her vaginal fluids and the throbbing of his penis would make "tsk! tsk!" noises, further fueling An Yu's lust. He would furiously pinch Jia'er's mother's snow-white buttocks, leaving bruises and welts. Strangely, the unpredictable Jia'er's mother didn't blame An Yu; instead, she would let out a few seductive, lewd moans.

As he thrust, his large penis slipped out of Jia'er's mother's vagina. Jia'er's mother, experiencing intense pleasure from An Yu's ministrations, suddenly felt a void and frantically grabbed his penis with her small hands, wanting it back in to relieve the itch. The slippery penis, caught off guard by both An Yu and his partner, slipped deep into the crevice of Jia'er's mother's plump buttocks. An Yu looked down and saw—ah!—it was pressing against Jia'er's mother's pink anus!

Taking advantage of the lustful fluid on his large penis, An Yu thrust forcefully into Jia'er's small anus, penetrating straight in. Jia'er's mother winced in pain, her eyes closed, teeth clenched, her body trembling, screaming, "Ouch...ouch...it hurts so much...ah...husband...you're fucking...the wrong place...ah..." An Yu, without hesitation, thrust harder and more forcefully, inserting his entire large penis into Jia'er's mother's small anus, because her anus was so small, and An Yu's penis was so long.

Last time An Yu penetrated her anus, she was in pain for several days afterward, even having difficulty defecating.

She shook her head violently in pain, screaming and crying out. Sweat streamed down her face, and tears streamed down her face. She twisted her waist, trying to pull An Yu's large penis out of her rectum, pleading, "Ah!...Good husband...my...little...darling...An Yu...kiss...big penis...good...husband...please...spare...my...little...buttocks...An Yu...it...it hurts...so...so much..." An Yu thrust wildly, soothing her tense emotions. His right hand reached under his penis, kneading her clitoris.

Under An Yu's gentle comfort, Jia'er's mother's anus gradually adapted to the diameter and length of his large penis. The pain subsided, her eyebrows relaxed, and her buttocks moved backward to accommodate An Yu's thrusts. She must have been experiencing pleasure! Her clitoris was being pinched by An Yu, causing it to flow with lustful fluids and making her unbearably itchy. She then complained in a soft, coquettish voice, "You...you...you've...killed...An Yu..."

An Yu's large penis thrust into her dry passage, experiencing a unique and intense pleasure, especially since Jia'er's mother's small, untouched anus had never been touched before. Hearing her soft moans during the thrusting gave An Yu a sense of conquering a woman. An Yu comfortably lowered her body slightly, causing her buttocks to clench tightly, gripping his large penis tightly. Jia'er's mother's high, full buttocks welcomed his penis, swaying with such pleasure that it felt incredibly comfortable. Lying on his back felt like sleeping on cotton, especially the gentle and warm sensation in his groin area—a truly exquisite experience. This sweet and pure sensation was like floating on clouds, truly the most beautiful thing in the world!

Jia'er's mother lay quietly on the carpet, pinned down by An Yu. To please him, she had even offered up her rear, striking alluring poses during sex. Her eyes, watery and captivating, were so alluring, and her beautiful body displayed seductive postures that teased An Yu.

An Yu was completely captivated by her alluring gaze, his large penis hardening as it thrust repeatedly into her anus.

Kissing her alluring face, An Yu said affectionately, "God really knows how to play tricks on humans, making An Yu fall in love with you and enjoy such wonderful lovemaking. I love you to death!"

Jia'er's mother, overwhelmed by An Yu's praise, swayed her hips rapidly, clamping her grip on An Yu's large penis, saying, "Baby!...You're truly An Yu's natural nemesis! You're such a devil, you've played with both An Yu's front and back holes!"

An Yu asked, "My dear wife, does An Yu's big penis feel good inside you?"

Jia'er's mother said shyly, "Hmph...Jia'er's mother doesn't know!..."

She then raised her hips and spun around, expressing the words she was too embarrassed to say. Seeing her become aroused again, An Yu immediately intensified his thrusts, his large penis making her tremble all over, her front and back holes overflowing with fluid.

Jia'er's mother moaned seductively, "Oh...so...comfortable...harder...ah...An Yu...An Yu...love you...fuck...An Yu's...heart...ah...you really are...sister's...Yu...ah...uh...you...fuck An Yu to death...um...ah...so good...so good..."

At this moment, An Yu could no longer hold back and thrust wildly. A few minutes later, his whole body trembled, and his big cock spurted out with a "plop!...plop!..." as he ejaculated streams of semen into Jia'er's mother's anus.

Jia'er's mother, who was in a daze with pleasure, was also excited by An Yu's ejaculation and trembled with excitement, murmuring, "Uh...um...ah...I...come...again...uh..."

Jia'er's mother finally reached her seventh orgasm under An Yu's impact.

.................................................................................................................................................................After the rain.....................................................................................................................................................................

The young woman was being forced into bed by An Yu while cooking. In the tightly locked kitchen space, she made sounds with abandon. Under An Yu's vigorous onslaught, a blush flowed from her breasts. Holding the beauty in his arms, An Yu stroked her long hair. "Sister, can you tell An Yu your name now?"

The woman, still holding An Yu, replied expressionlessly, "Yagami Yuko."

"I didn't expect you to be a virgin. That's rare! It seems you're definitely not Jia'er's biological mother." An Yu playfully touched her delicate nose, completely unconcerned by her indifference, and lowered his head to kiss her rosy nipples, seemingly enjoying it immensely. He didn't care. What was the point of regretting what he had already done? Since he had come to this world, he, as an outsider, didn't need to abide by its rules. As long as he lived freely and unrestrainedly, that was enough.

Yuko Yagami smiled bitterly, opened her arms and pressed down on Anyu's head, her jade lips close to his mouth, gently exhaling white breath. After another tender moment, she reached out to wipe away Anyu's sweat. "Anyu is actually Daddy's daughter, and also Taiichi and Kari's older sister. Anyu's mother left Anyu and the others many years ago. Father discussed with Anyu that Kari and Taiichi couldn't live without a mother's love, so he asked Anyu to pretend to be their mother and keep it a secret..." She finished speaking, tears streaming down her face, one after another.

"Don't you hate Anyu for doing that to you?" Anyu said gently, her small hands gradually stopping their touch on her, only reaching out to lift her chin, her eyes gazing deeply at her.

Yuko Yagami glanced at Anyu and said calmly, "Anyu hates you, hates you terribly, but what can Anyu do? For over ten years, Anyu has long since given up hope for love, and you have completely shattered Anyu's dream. But Anyu knows you are very powerful, and I still want to thank you for letting Anyu experience what a woman should enjoy." After saying that, she turned around, picked up the bra that had fallen to the ground, and put it on.

Watching her retreating figure, a mocking smile inexplicably flashed across An Yu's face. He then stepped forward and embraced her. Suddenly, Yagami Yuko's body trembled slightly. "Then let An Yu stay by your side like this forever. An Yu will love you for a lifetime."

Time seemed to stand still in the stillness. Yagami Yuko forced a smile. "A vow? An Yu never believes in them, but An Yu only believes in you, because there's always something in you that attracts An Yu."

An Yu looked deeply at the woman in his arms, buried his head in her chest, and smelled her faint fragrance. He said lingeringly, "An Yu is going to find Jia'er and the others now. An Yu really wants to taste the dishes my sister makes!" After saying that, he reluctantly stood up, dressed, and pushed open the kitchen door, leaving Yagami Yuko staring blankly at him.

Taiichi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Jia'er sitting opposite him, and suddenly said, "An Yu also knows about Iori's matter. Jia'er, An Yu forbids you from associating with that person named An Yu from now on."

He said it so lightly, it seems he has forgotten the past. Since that's the case, An Yu won't show any mercy.

"Brother, why?" Jia'er asked anxiously. She was already wondering why her usually gentle brother was suddenly speaking to her so coldly, but now that she heard his words, she understood. However, she still couldn't help but ask.

"Because he's the one who made Takeru turn bad. Can't you see how much Takeru likes you? And Iori was killed by him. If An Yu sees you with him again, don't blame An Yu for not treating you like a sister." "Taiyi slammed his fist on the table in anger, his eyes blazing.

"Taiyi... Jia'er is your sister, how could you say such a thing about her..." Daipu seemed a little indignant.

Taiyi glanced at Daipu disdainfully and coldly rebuked him, "The affairs of the Anyu family are none of your business, you outsider." Daipu

's voice trailed off, and he glanced sadly at Jia'er, remaining silent.

"If you have any anger, just take it out on Anyu. Don't think Anyu doesn't know what you're doing..." Jia'er lowered her head deeply, as if she had thought of something, and spoke excitedly, but ultimately stopped.

"Anyu what? You should say it! Speaking to your brother like that in front of so many people, Jia'er, you've really disappointed Anyu. You've hooked up with that scoundrel, yet you're hiding it from your brother. You've made such a big mistake and you still won't admit it." Taiyi sneered, his face cold.

"Anyu doesn't dare to speak?" "Brother, you like A-He, An Yu knows that. Although I know it's awkward, you don't need to disregard your sister An Yu just to save face for A-He and his brother. Isn't A-Wu his brother? Isn't An Yu your sister?" Jia'er forced a smile, but behind that smile was an indescribable sadness.

Taiichi stared blankly at Jia'er, a sudden surge of anger rising in his heart. He flung his hand away, "Shut up." With that, he slapped Jia'er.

Her fine bangs were blown aside by the wind from the slap, revealing a lovely face that seemed to be awaiting judgment.

Chapter 199: Filled with Darkness

"It seems you've forgotten about An Yu's existence! Yagami Taiichi." An Yu's figure had appeared in front of Taiichi at some point, blocking his hand that was about to slap Jia'er with his left hand, and then grabbing his throat, coldly laughing with a hint of mockery.

Taiyi felt a chilling aura emanating from Anyu, and his heart skipped a beat. His throat was gripped tightly, though seemingly without force. He then laughed, "Are you angry? Just as I thought, you two are quite the perfect match!" His disdainful words showed no fear of Anyu's cold gaze.

"Are you testing Anyu's limits?" Anyu smiled calmly, then pulled Jia'er into his arms with both hands, his entire demeanor exuding domineering power. The

sudden embrace caught Jia'er off guard. The little girl glanced nervously into Taiyi's eyes, and after a brief exchange, she shrank back into Anyu's embrace, clenching her fists tightly. She seemed extremely nervous, a blush rising on her face, her exquisite beauty causing Anyu to momentarily freeze.

"Bottom line, huh? I'd like to see what your bottom line is." Taichi coldly adjusted his goggles. Agumon beside him exchanged a glance and evolved into WarGreymon. The door was pushed open, and Takeshi Takaishi and Yamato Ishida rushed in, followed by a group of lifeless zombies.

Facing the sudden arrival of these people, Yamato smiled indifferently. Looking up, he felt a pair of eyes silently watching him, filled with boundless hatred. Yamato Ishida, huh? These days, being gay has become fashionable! "Is it good? Let's do it! I've been wanting to get rid of you brats for a long time!" Phantom Night appeared from his right hand, his left arm around Kari, exuding an air of domineering power. Since these brats wanted to kill him, there was no need to show mercy.

"Hmph, it's rare that you still have the chance to be so smug here. Jia'er, are you just going to stay in your lover's arms forever? Then don't blame your brother, An Yu, for showing you no mercy." Taiichi gave Yamato a deep look, their eyes clashing fiercely in the air.

Yamato smiled insincerely, walked up to Taiichi, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "An Yu will always be together, Taiichi. No one can stop An Yu, but this brat in front of you is causing the deaths of those around us. Can An Yu ignore this?"

Seeing the two's ambiguous actions, An Yu scoffed, giving them a mocking look, then hugged Jia'er, kissed her forehead deeply, and said affectionately, "Don't be afraid, An Yu will protect you."

This beautiful little girl, An Yu already knew she had a crush on him, and he considered Jia'er his wife. He would never allow his woman to be insulted by scum.

Jia'er trembled slightly, glancing up at An Yu's face. She didn't know why she liked An Yu so much; perhaps it was because girls matured earlier than boys. A faint smile finally appeared on her lips, but then she felt Taiyi's chilling gaze, and her expression darkened. "An Yu, forget it. I don't want to say anything more. An Yu really doesn't want to see you like this. Is there really no way to reconcile?"

"Jia'er, is this your choice? Brother, kill them both. No, kill everyone here. I, Taipu, and Inoue Kyo—it's all their fault. An Yu will tear them to pieces." Awu murmured, his face contorted with rage.

Yamato hesitated, staring at Taichi, seemingly awaiting his answer. Taichi's gaze swept across everyone, finally settling on Kari. He took a deep breath, a cool smile playing on his lips. "Yamato, thank you for considering Darkwing's feelings. Darkwing will always be together. Kill them, kill everyone here, and this human world will belong to Darkwing."

WarGreymon sighed. "Taichi, you've changed so much, but Darkwing still believes you're still the same Taichi you always were." After saying this, Gabumon on the other side evolved into MetalGarurumon. The two stood together, Yamato and Taichi exchanged a smile, then jumped onto their respective Digimon.

Motomiya Oobu sighed in silence. Was this betrayal? He hadn't thought Taichi-senpai would turn out like this. Thinking this, he silently gazed at Kari in Darkwing's arms, picked up Veemon, and ran towards the door.

"Trying to run? Not so easy." Abu's voice rang out. Angemon blocked the doorway, delivering a Heavenly Fist to Oura. The small human body was sent flying like a piece of paper, blood spurting from Oura's mouth. He struggled to his feet, kneeling on one knee, wiping away the remaining blood from his lips before plunging into darkness. He was unwilling to accept defeat at Abu's hands.

"Oura..." Veemon sighed. Angemon swooped down, seemingly ready to finish him off. Suddenly, White Light remembered Veemon's evolution and deflected the attack with an X-ray. A swift flash followed, and sharp claws pierced Angemon's shoulder. The two Digimon engaged in fierce combat, plunging the room into chaos.

Scattered footsteps sounded. Gao Shiwu's feet touched the floor as his figure slowly walked towards Daipu. "You incompetent piece of trash, let An Yu finish you off in one go!" A dagger gleaming coldly suddenly appeared, his cruel eyes devoid of any human emotion.

Beneath his black, tousled hair, Daipu flung away his goggles, his long, flowing hair falling down to cover his entire face. He stared at the approaching Awu, his gaze fixed on the dagger in Awu's hand, a resolute glint in his eyes. "Things have changed. Everything has changed. An Yu doesn't want the goggles Taiichi-senpai gave him anymore. An Yu now only wants to protect everyone here, even if it means sacrificing his own life. But you've betrayed your courageous beliefs. I'm not reconciled, An Yu is truly not reconciled." After speaking, the two figures collided violently in the air. A fist struck Awu's pale cheek, the cold gaze ignoring the enemy before him, the dagger already deeply embedded in Daipu's shoulder.

Blood trickled out, staining Takeru's clothes with its sinful stench. Despite the excruciating pain, Oura clenched his teeth, his eyes fixed on the dagger deeply embedded in his chest. He reached out and pulled it out, the frozen blade poised to pierce Takeru's chest.

"Absolute Zero!" Seeing the situation was dire, Yamato unleashed a white beam of light from MetalGarurumon's back, freezing Oura's body. The ice-like form slowly collapsed to the ground. Takeru, slightly panting, looked at the fallen Oura, his feet stomping without hesitation onto the ice sculpture. "Useless trash, incompetent trash, is this your death sentence?"

"Oura..." Kari, Kyosuke, and V-mon cried out.

A-Wu's smug face seemed to mock him. Suddenly, his body, stained with Da-Pu's blood, throbbed with pain, and a cracking sound echoed in his throat. An-Yu had appeared before him unnoticed, raising him high into the air with one hand. "You lost. You ultimately lost to him. You thought you could be so smug just because of your brother, but you're nothing special. You'll never be worthy of being An-Yu's opponent. Since that's the case, then die in peace!" Burning flames covered his entire body, and the faint call from hell instantly extinguished A-Wu's dazed gaze, leaving only his cold bones behind. An-Yu stood on A-Wu's corpse, like a messenger from hell.

"Ha! Ha!" A wild laugh interrupted An-Yu, who turned to look at the newcomer without a trace of sadness.

Yamato and Taichi stood there, laughing out loud. Looking at the dead Takeru, they felt no pity, only utter ruthlessness, adding another layer of cruelty to their already twisted minds. To leave such scum unpunished would be a disservice to their ancestor, Makoto Ito.

"How can you still laugh? Takeru is dead..." Kari said expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature began to drop, and icy water droplets gradually condensed. Turning around, they saw a giant mechanical dog lying on the ground, a white, cold light emanating from its back, continuing to gather Absolute Freeze. "Breath of Wind, Battle Tornado!" WarGreymon picked up Taichi, spread its arms, and the Battle Tornado swept out.

"WarGreymon, MetalGarurumon, two Ultimate-level Digimon, do you think you can handle them? And you... Kari, from this day forward, all ties with Darkwing are severed. Darkwing is no longer your brother." Tai stood atop WarGreymon, a mocking smile on his face. He looked at Darkwing and Kari with a cold indifference, as if they were corpses on the verge of death.

Kari, whom he held, trembled, and tears streamed down her beautiful face, her sorrow overwhelming. She leaned her head on Darkwing's shoulder, sobbing.

"It's alright, everything will be alright." Darkwing held Kari close, sighing. It wasn't over yet. He never gave up easily, even when the enemy before him was too powerful for him to handle.

Inoue Kyo stood frozen in shock. A graceful figure rushed out of the kitchen, braving the collapsing building, and tightly embraced An Yu and Kari. "Get out of here quickly, or An Yu and the others will die." Yagami Yuko, clinging to An Yu's body, anxiously watched Taichi and Yamato.

"Absolute Zero." Tiles continued to collapse, accompanied by a series of rumbles, until the entire house completely crumbled. An Yu looked at Inoue Kyo, who remained motionless, a sigh of helplessness on her face. She gently stroked Yuko's cheek. "It's alright, An Yu and the others won't die. Kari and An Yu will be with you."

Inoue Kyo stared blankly. Oura was dead, Takeru was dead, Iori was dead, and Taichi-senpai had changed. Everyone had changed. What should An Yu do? What should An Yu do? It was better to die than to live. Huge boulders fell from above; if they hit her, perhaps she could die peacefully.

Suddenly, her body was crushed, unable to move. Behind her glasses, her vision blurred with confusion. Why hadn't An Yu died? When she looked up again, tears streamed down her face. The boy with the brown, tousled hair had shielded her tightly. The boulder had crushed his small frame, but his resolute gaze seemed to possess an almost magical power. His dusty hands were constantly wiping her cheeks. "Why, why did you save An Yu? Jia'er… Where is Jia'er…"

Inoue Kyo looked around. The empty surroundings were shrouded in gloom. Jia'er and Yagami Yuko were long gone. Two figures slowly approached from afar.

An Yu's muddy hands dripped blood, some onto her eyes. Her tear-blurred body was tightly embraced. She vaguely remembered a gentle voice whispering in her ear, "It's alright, An Yu and the others will live."

The zombies that had been surrounding Taiichi's house looked at Aya and Taiichi, as if they had found their masters, and followed closely behind.

Does the beginning of everything, filled with evil, also signify the end of this world? Of course not. An Yu's lips curled into a faint smile. Jia'er and Yuko had already been taken into the Dark Domain. From now on, he would face it alone. His frail body trembled as he embraced Inoue Kyo, his proud figure rising to his feet. Phantom Night pierced the ground, a flash of white light, and Inoue Kyo was sucked into it. Then, "Yagami Taichi, Ishida Yamato, you will pay the price for this."

"Battle Tornado, Absolute Zero." There was no response. Two merciless words, as if frozen in the air, rang out towards An Yu.

"Bankai * Hellfire Dragon." A scorching stream of fire tore through the sky. An Yu roared, and Phantom Night unleashed a sword gust of wind, instantly shattering Absolute Zero. The moment the black fire dragon flew out, its head simultaneously suspended MetalGarurumon in mid-air.

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