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

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As an experienced farmer, Makoto Jingu naturally knew how to cultivate new land.

He gently tapped and rubbed the surface soil particles with his hoe in the gradually softening fertile soil.

This cactus is thick, soft, and full of moisture, making it in no way inferior to other beautiful flowers.

With his patient guidance, Kato Mio gradually relaxed, and her toned waist, honed by years of exercise, began to sway gently and instinctively.

"It itches... hurry up..."

Seeing the girl's disheartened expression, Makoto Jingu's offensive intensified.

clap clap-

The thighs, in coordination with the waist and abdomen, slammed down on the bouncy cushioning pad below.

Each dip and detachment creates glistening dewdrops, adding even more color to the already vibrant sheets.

"Mio, what do you think of this ordinary XX?"

"Mmm... Ahh..."

"Kimoji, Jingu-kun...this is so intense!"

Kato Mio felt her physical and mental emptiness being filled, and she kept uttering seductive moans from her cherry-like mouth.

Jingu Makoto fought with increasing ferocity, her terrifying marksmanship tearing apart her impressive abs.

After gradually adapting, this track and field ace began to unleash his true potential.

The elastic flesh of his buttocks contracted inward, pressing against Jingu Makoto's spear and forcing an opening in his spear technique.

Her two long, straight, beautiful legs tensed up, trying to break free from his large hands.

The clash between the strong made the large bed creak and groan.

However, as the attacker, Jingu Makoto had an innate advantage, and every time he advanced, it was with overwhelming force.

Kato Mio was like a small boat in the wind, her body swaying violently under the impact, and she soon showed signs of defeat.

"Ugh, no...it's going to...fall apart again!"

The constant, exhausting defense leads to a continuous loss of body water.

Kato Mio felt a sudden thirst, her little tongue dangling at her lips, pleading for someone to give her water.

friendship first, competition later.

Jingu Makoto decisively released one hand, then turned the girl's slightly tilted head back and kissed her dry red lips, bringing her precious saliva.

"Mmm..."

However, just as Kato Mio was greedily absorbing the water, Jingu Makoto's hand suddenly slid down, pinched the small bamboo shoot tip, and squeezed it hard.

All's fair in war, and Makoto Jingu taught this naive girl another lesson.

"Woooo..."

The situation immediately turned one-sided, and Kato Mio's black and white muscular body tensed up instantly.

A look of despair crossed her face, her fingers gripping the bedsheet tightly, as if she wanted to raise the white flag and surrender.

Just when Shingu Makoto thought victory was assured and was preparing to press his advantage and strike at the heart of the enemy, he was horrified to find that countless ambushes had surged from all directions, surrounding him layer upon layer, leaving him unable to move.

It was a trap to lure the enemy deep into our territory!

"hiss--"

Jingu Makoto immediately sensed something was wrong and forcibly suppressed the urge to shoot.

Then she reached out and grabbed two of Kato Mio's jade bamboos, one pointing upwards and the other downwards, forcibly arranging them into an astonishing angle.

The encirclement was instantly torn open, and Makoto Jingu seized the opportunity to successfully storm the main camp, leaving behind the mark of a victor.

"Gurgle...my stomach...I'm nauseous..."

"It's getting strange, ah—"

The final series of attacks became the last straw that broke the camel's back, announcing Kato Mio's complete defeat.

"Ah...ha..."

The girl was breathing heavily, her body drenched in sweat, and it took her a long time to finally recover.

Looking at the still energetic Jingu Makoto, she muttered resentfully, "Jingu-kun, you cheated!"

“Oh, how did I cheat?” Jingu Makoto replied, while holding Kato Mio’s ankle.

Although her feet are not delicate, they have beautiful lines and upright arches due to exercise.

Jingu Makoto couldn't help but open his mouth and gently lick the fragrant and soft jade bamboo.

He couldn't get enough of the delicious ice cream.

"You, um... sneak attack..."

"That didn't count... I want to try again!"

Kato Mio felt her toes being enveloped in a warm embrace, and she couldn't help but wriggle, adding a touch of vitality to the experience.

Seeing the girl's stubbornness, Makoto Shingu didn't indulge her and picked her up, carrying her off the bed.

"This time, I'll make you admit defeat!"

Under Jingu Makoto's manipulation, Kato Mio supported herself with both hands on the ground, and her solid millstone was raised high.

Just when the girl thought he was going to attack from behind, Makoto Jingu grabbed her bouncy thigh and lifted her up sharply, putting her upside down.

"Alas!!!"

The sudden lift caused Kato Mio to scream in alarm.

She instinctively braced herself against the ground, trying to steady herself, but Jingu Makoto's terrifying marksmanship struck again.

"Do you accept it or not?"

Jingu Makoto lowered his waist and gripped Kato Mio's waist tightly with both hands, pushing her around the bedroom like a wheelbarrow!

"Woooooooo..."

Kato Mio was forced to crawl laboriously on the ground with her hands, her pretty face flushed red, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Do you submit or not?!"

Jingu Makoto paced tirelessly around the bedroom, relentlessly asking questions.

Kato Mio barely maintained her balance while also having to defend against attacks from Jingu Makoto.

The intense impact left the girl feeling dizzy, as if she were walking on clouds.

"I...I give up..."

"Shin-kun, please stop hitting me, waah..."

Her voice was muffled and trembling, and tears dripped from the corners of her eyes onto the floor, creating a poignant and heartbreaking scene.

Puff, puff...

The rhythmic crashing sounds are the triumphant anthem of the victors.

While listening with satisfaction to the dark-skinned beauty's pleas for mercy, Makoto Jingu admired the wonderful sight of himself cutting through the snow-white hills seven times.

After walking around the room a few times, he stopped, grabbed Kato Mio's trembling legs, and pulled them apart sharply, forming a difficult split.

With each adjustment of her posture, wave after wave of fatal blows completely shattered Kato Mio's last shred of sanity.

At this moment, all thoughts of track and field, competition, and pressure were cast to the winds.

Jingu Makoto gripped her small, round breasts tightly, each strike precisely piercing her deepest weakness.

Kato Mio trembled all over, and the resentment of a loser escaped her cherry-like lips.

"what--!"

The pure Yang energy poured in fiercely, completely imbuing her with the colors and aura of Shingu Makoto.

After the intense battle, the girl had fallen into a deep sleep, and after helping her to bed, Makoto Jingu began to enjoy the leisurely time that belonged to the victor.

Chapter 116 Office Communication

Three hours later, this ultimate showdown of physical strength and skill finally came to an end.

After a thorough cleaning, the bedroom was quickly restored to its original state, with only a faint fragrance in the air, symbolizing youth and sweat.

Back in the outer counseling room, the dark-skinned beauty who had been stubborn and defiant before now nestled happily in Jingu Makoto's arms like a docile kitten.

She subconsciously touched her slightly protruding belly, feeling the unprecedented sense of fullness, and a shy blush appeared on her face.

This psychological counseling session was incredibly rewarding, providing immense satisfaction for both my mind and body.

Seeing the girl's bright and cheerful appearance restored, Makoto Jingu asked with a smile, "How was the result, Mio-chan? Are you still thinking about doing live streams?"

Upon hearing this, Kato Mio blushed even more, burying her head in Jingu Makoto's arms and tightly wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Hehe, no way!"

Her voice, tinged with a hint of coquetry, came muffledly from his chest.

"Just doing that kind of thing with you, Cheng-kun, is already comfortable and exciting enough."

"I never knew before that XX was such a pleasurable thing..."

The girl's tone was full of novelty and excitement, as if she had discovered a whole new world.

Especially when she recalled that difficult handstand posture and the strange experience of "racing" around the room like a wheelbarrow, her whole body went weak and she subconsciously squeezed her legs together.

Cheng-kun really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve...

She finally understood why her friend Kisaragi Tomoe had always been so attached to Jingu Makoto.

The two chatted tenderly for a while longer.

Kato Mio glanced at the clock on the wall. Although she was reluctant, she had no choice but to leave.

"Cheng-kun, I have to go back for training, so I'll be leaving now."

Before leaving, she tiptoed and quickly kissed Jingu Makoto on the cheek.

"Next time I feel stressed, I'll come back to you for help!"

The girl's smile was as bright as the summer sun, full of boundless energy and anticipation.

Watching Kato Mio's departing figure, Jingu Makoto straightened his clothes and headed to the principal's office where Sumeragi Rikka was located.

He needs to inform her that he will be away next week and the counseling sessions will have to be suspended for a while.

Of course, we should also take this opportunity to help this busy and stressed principal "unblock" his mind.

……

"Well, you promised to help me relieve stress, so how come I'm the one helping you now~"

In the principal's office.

Huang Liuhua sat on the desk, gripping the surface tightly with both hands.

A pair of small feet encased in black stockings were clamping down on Jingu Makoto's wicked guy, giving him a "care".

Seeing the usually dignified and beautiful headmistress now looking shy and reproachful, Shingu was completely satisfied, and his fiery aura continued to grow stronger.

"As the saying goes, you should treat your guests with courtesy. If Rikka-chan doesn't reward me properly, how will I be motivated to help you relieve your stress later?"

Looking at this terrifying creature and thinking about how she would soon face it, Huang Liuhua's heart skipped a beat, and she moved even faster.

The rounded toes of the socks delicately wrapped around the head, as if playing a musical instrument, gently stroking and plucking at the heartstrings of Shingu Makoto.

The other soft arch of her foot attacks from the side, sometimes stroking back and forth, sometimes lightly stepping on the lucky bag next to her.

The exquisite feel of the black stockings and the superb technique filled the room with the vibrant energy of Makoto Jingu.

Feeling so comfortable, Makoto Jingu leaned back lazily in his chair.

Puff puff—

A touch of white was added to these hazy, delicate, sheer black stockings.

"Phew... now it's my turn~"