A journey through the underworld, starting from the Tsubakihara family.

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"Second floor, the innermost room on the second floor," Watase Shisa hurriedly said, leading the way.

Makoto Jingu carried Otoha to the bedroom, carefully placed her on the soft bed, and pulled the blanket over her.

"Well……"

At this moment, the beautiful woman on the bed let out a soft moan and slowly opened her eyes.

"Kasan!" ×2

The two sisters immediately surrounded them.

Watase Otoha looked at her daughters, who were filled with worry by the bedside, and then at the boy standing not far away. The confusion in her eyes was gradually replaced by clarity and sadness.

She forced a smile: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Seeing that she was awake, Jingu Makoto planned to quietly leave, leaving the space to the three of them (mother and daughters).

"Jingu-kun!" Otoha suddenly sat up straight on the bed and called out to him.

"Could you please stay tonight?" Her voice trembled slightly with a hint of pleading. "I'm worried about Yi Shu; he might come back."

Upon hearing this, Zhi Sha and Feng Xia, who were standing nearby, also cast hopeful glances at each other.

Watase Itsuki... he can never come back.

Jingu Makoto was honest about it, but of course, he couldn't explain this to them.

Seeing the three women still looking shaken, he nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then I'll stay."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Yi Ye's tense nerves finally relaxed, and Shisa and Feng Xia, who were standing beside her, also smiled.

Clearly, the man who had just saved their family had become their only support.

"Fengxia, you've just recovered from your illness, go back and rest." Then, Yiye said wearily to her two daughters.

"Zhi Sha, could you please take Jingu-kun to the guest room to settle him in?"

"I want to be alone right now."

Although the two sisters were still a little worried, they understood that their mother needed to be alone, so they obediently left.

Watase Tomosa led Jingu Makoto to the guest room and pointed to the bathroom: "The bathroom is over there, and towels and toiletries are all prepared..."

After listening to her instructions, Makoto Shingu nodded: "Thank you, Miss Shisa, you should also get some rest."

"Yes, Jingu-kun, thank you so much for tonight."

After saying that, she blushed and walked towards her room.

Jingu Makoto watched the girl's flustered figure and smiled silently.

He took out his phone, skillfully sent a text message to Mira and the others, and then went into the bathroom.

The hot water washed over my body, cleansing away any trace of the night's rage.

After washing up, Makoto Jingu walked out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist.

Pushing open the door to the guest room, the scene before him surprised him.

Inside the room, Watase Fuuka sat anxiously on the edge of the bed, waiting.

The girl wore a light white silk nightgown, which perfectly outlined her youthful and beautiful body curves.

With her tense breathing, her body trembled slightly, and the view beneath her nightgown was faintly visible.

And those long, beautiful legs, encased in white lace stockings, gleamed alluringly under the light.

"senior……"

Watase Fuuka was stunned when she saw Jingu Makoto walk in.

Water droplets slid down Jingu Makoto's clearly defined muscles, his tall and muscular figure exuding an aura of power.

The overwhelming masculine aura made her mouth dry, and her throat involuntarily bobbed slightly.

Want to eat...

"Fengxia?"

Upon hearing Jingu Makoto's voice, Watase Fuuka trembled violently, as if startled awake, and only then did she remember the purpose of her visit tonight.

She mustered all the courage she had in her life and bravely took the first shot.

A soft, fragrant embrace instantly enveloped her.

“Senior…” she buried her face in Jingu Makoto’s chest, her voice muffled, “I… I like you.”

“You saved me yesterday, and you saved our family again today.”

"I...I don't know how to repay you. This is all I can think of."

The girl's confession was straightforward and sincere, her body trembling slightly with shyness and excitement.

After saying that, as if afraid that Jingu Makoto would refuse, she grabbed his broad hand and pressed it hard against her soft, budding breasts.

Although the girl stammered, her unwavering gaze made Makoto Jingu know that she was serious.

only……

He looked at Feng Xia's somewhat shabby outfit with some curiosity: "What are you wearing?"

Mentioning this, Watase Fuuka's face turned even redder: "It's Akane-senpai..."

"She said that the senior liked stockings, and also... European and American styles..."

Hajixi, you're always telling the truth!

Jingu Makoto secretly resolved that next time he would definitely reward her properly with his Yang spiritual root.

He pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked down at the delicate body in his arms, which was trembling slightly with shame and nervousness.

The girl had already closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly, looking as if she were ready to be picked.

Jingu Makoto said nothing more, but lowered his head and pressed his lips to that equally hot and soft spot.

A hot breath approached, and Feng Xia's lips softened before her teeth were forced open.

The nimble red snake skillfully plundered every treasure in the vault.

Sometimes it bullies the clumsy little lilac snake, sometimes it slithers along its smooth, pearly teeth...

"Well……"

Watase Fuuka let out a sweet whimper and responded awkwardly.

Their lips intertwined, their breaths mingled, and the air in the room quickly grew warmer with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Jingu Makoto swept the girl up in his arms and placed her on the soft bed, his tall figure looming over her.

The two big hands embarked on a spontaneous trip, fully enjoying the beautiful landscape.

One moment they're climbing towering peaks, stopping to pick wild berries when they get tired; the next they're skiing freely across the smooth snowfields...

His palms climbed along the white silk-clad feet, and the well-proportioned calves, honed by daily training, slid into Jingu Makoto's palms.

The soft, silky smooth texture ripples and bounces in your hands, leaving you wanting more.

With her body both above and below her, Feng Xia whimpered repeatedly, lying limply on the bed.

Jingu Makoto naturally touched that delicate petal.

The water glistens and sparkles, captivating and enchanting.

"Ugh...mmm...it's so itchy..."

Watase Fuka couldn't help but hug Jingu Makoto tightly, her cute little feet rubbing against his waist and back.

As he gazed upon the budding young girl, Makoto Jingu's passion began to burn ever closer.

He hesitated tentatively, lingering for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and whispered in Feng Xia's ear, "I like you, Feng Xia."

Then he took the girl's delicate earlobe into his mouth, his tongue probing inside, gently licking it.

Fengxia was already in a daze, and under Jingu Makoto's direct approach, she was completely consumed by the flames of love.

“Um…senpai…Makoto…”

As someone adept at seizing opportunities, Jingu Makoto thrust in straight in, leaving no gaps.

After thorough preparation, Watase Fuuka did not experience the pain she had imagined; instead, she felt only joy and comfort after becoming one with Jingu Makoto.

"Great job, Makoto, kimoji..."

The girl's words were the best encouragement.

Makoto Jingu transforms into a tireless swimmer, engaging in a profound training exercise concerning the great harmony of life in this newly explored secret waterway, using the most primal swimming style.

Each of his sprints was like trying to break through the final barrier and reach the deepest part of his soul.

"Waaah...it's so deep..."

"No... hurry... go..."

Watase Fuka felt as if she were sinking into a bottomless, warm ocean, being pushed to the top by wave after wave.

"Um...uh..."

Watase Fuuka's eyes were glazed over, filled with pink hearts.

The smooth, tender little snake uncontrollably spat out its tongue, with glistening silver threads still clinging to the corner of its mouth.

Jingu Makoto lowered his head again, rummaging for the remaining saliva.

With each step forward and backward, the girl's flat stomach rose and fell continuously.

Suddenly, Fengxia's body began to sway incessantly, her slender legs transforming into the most flexible chains, attempting to firmly bind Jingu Makoto.

Jingu Makoto's speed suddenly increased, and after a series of intense collisions, he finally released his power to his heart's content.

"Eee-ah—"

With a sharp and high-pitched lament, everything came to an end.

Chapter 109 The Confused Otoha

"Ugh... here we go again..."

A series of short, rapid sounds, like weeping, came from Watase Fuka's snow-white throat.

She lay on the bed in a doggy-style position, supporting herself with her hands on the pillows as she tilted her upper body back, the juicy citrus fruit swaying back and forth, constantly bumping against her slender arms.

As a swimming champion, Watase Fuuka not only has a pair of long, beautiful legs, but also a strong and shapely bottom.

Two trembling streams seemed intent on devouring Xiaocheng-chan completely.

Feeling the increasingly intense biting force, Jingu Makoto knew that the girl was about to lose again.

He straightened his back, hooked his arms around his body, grabbed the swaying fruit, and used it as an anchor point to launch a rapid and fierce attack.

Friction, rotation, thrusting...

"Ugh... I really can't eat anymore... *gulp*!"

Watase Fuuka was shaking her head and swaying like she had eaten Yunnan mushrooms. Her eyes were glazed over as if she saw heaven, where countless angel ladies were beckoning to her.

"Pfft~ Pfft~"

Jingu Makoto's increasingly intense anger made Kaede's limbs go weak, and her soul once again soared to the blissful clouds.

"Hoo..." After several consecutive cooking sessions, Makoto Jingu let out a long, satisfying breath. He maintained his posture until he had imparted all his knowledge to Kaede Watase.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong.

"Fengxia?"

He withdrew and then bent down to check on the girl's condition, only to find that she had fallen into a deep sleep, with occasional cute "humming" sounds coming from her pretty nose.

Although Fengxia has good physical abilities, she is still just an ordinary person. It's too much to ask her to face a strong person like Jingu Makoto on her first attempt.

"Sigh, old friend, I guess you'll have to suffer a bit more." Jingu Makoto looked at the still energetic Makoto-chan and shook his head with a hint of reluctance.

After skillfully cleaning up the scene and taking the soundly sleeping Watase Fuka back to her room, Jingu Makoto went downstairs and found that the living room light was still on.

Yiye sat alone on the sofa, drinking one glass of wine after another in silence.