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He had been to the fox's hometown and knew about her past.
The two had also made a promise to be together.
As a result, the fox wanted to experience love, so it went to find Mi no Kumi.
Kimura Morono turned her head to the side, her gaze sweeping over his cheek: "You're just a male who happens to be suitable. If it's about love, I think Miyuki is more suitable. Between people of the same sex, there's no need to be controlled by desire, and you can experience love in the process."
"So I'm a humanoid adult product that's the right size, right?" Shirakawa Natsu looked at Miyuki with a resentful gaze.
If a brother is willing to date any woman, what will happen to his harem in the future?
Miyuki shrugged: "She helped me a lot by getting me to participate in the simulated dating, and it was hard for me to refuse."
She looked at Shirakawa Natsumi: "Don't worry, it's just a simulation."
"Never mind, just be careful." Shirakawa Natsumi had no right to stop Miyuki for the moment, so she looked at Kimura Momo.
Nao has now tacitly accepted that he's building a harem.
The resistance to moving the vegetables out has been reduced by half because of Nao.
Next, we need to resolve the issue between Arina and Kimura Momo.
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Chapter 468 The Last Night
The Moscow nights were a bit chilly, so Shirakawa Natsumi pulled up her collar to keep warm.
This is their last night in this city. The two of them have been here for four months and have developed a certain affection for the city, so they decided to go out for a walk on their last night.
Miyu walked beside him, one hand in her pocket and the other holding a cigarette butt. She took a deep breath and then exhaled a long puff of smoke.
"Thank you," Shirakawa Natsu said. Her good friend had stayed with her in a foreign country for four months, and in the end, it was she who asked Nao to go to the train station.
In the end, he had the thought of leaving with Nao.
Every time I think about it, I feel ashamed.
Miyuki turned her head to the side, smiling casually, not feeling that this was something that required a special thank you.
“I know you might not need it, but if there’s anything I can do for you, just let me know.” Shirakawa Natsu knew that Miyuki wouldn’t make any requests, but he still felt he should do something.
Miyuki's gaze swept over him, her fingers removing the cigarette butt, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Including me seducing your women?"
Shirakawa Natsumi's face darkened: "No, and besides, you are also my woman."
"Hmph." Miyuki chuckled, smoking with one hand while pulling a black collar from her pocket with the other and offering it to him.
"Put it on me."
The collar was made of leather with a silver buckle and a cord attached to the end.
As Miyuki smoked, her tone was casual, and she held the collar in her hand with a natural air, showing no sign of anything strange about the collar or her request.
Looking at her expression, Shirakawa Natsumi's first reaction was that she had misheard.
She wanted to wear it herself, otherwise why would she have such an arrogant expression?
"Did you plan this all along?"
She casually pulled out the collar from her body; she had been waiting for this moment.
“Hmm.” Mikoto readily admitted, his expression still cold and playful: “Being the one who takes the initiative isn’t bad either, but I still want to try that feeling from last time.”
Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange: "Why are you so arrogant when you ask to be the bottom?"
Miyuki's expression was arrogant. He casually stubbed out his cigarette, flicked his fingers into the trash can, and reached out to lift Shirakawa Natsu's chin.
"Try to conquer me."
"Damn it, I can't take this anymore!" Bai Chuanxia was furious. This was absolutely unacceptable. His good brother was being too arrogant.
He snatched the collar, separated it, and put it around Miyuki's neck.
Mikoto cooperated by lifting her long, flowing hair and letting him put the collar around her neck, his eyes assertive: "Tighter."
Shirakawa Natsu deliberately left a gap between the collar and her neck, and when urged by her, she gritted her teeth and tightened it suddenly.
The leather collar left a faint mark on her neck.
He reached out and grabbed the collar cord, pulling it taut and causing Miyuki's head to tilt slightly forward toward him.
"How about it?"
Miyuki stroked the collar, a smile returning to her lips: "It gives me a sense of security."
Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange, and Minoki's cool expression made it all the more odd for him to say such a thing.
Miyu noticed his unusual behavior, but smiled indifferently and said, "I feel like I don't have to think about anything. I like this feeling. Take my hand and lead me."
Her demeanor was confident and carefree, not at all like someone being led by the collar.
Shirakawa Natsu held a rope in his hand. With a little force, he could pull her by the neck and control his handsome brother at will.
This damn sense of control.
He gripped the leash tightly, with Mikoto following behind him. She didn't ask where they were going, leaving everything to Shirakawa Natsu.
There are few pedestrians on the suburban roads, and occasionally someone will pass by.
Two women, walking together, approached them.
Shirakawa Natsu paused for a moment when she saw the stranger, and tried to cover her with the leash behind her.
Miyuki, however, met the two women's surprised gazes with a nonchalant air and even flashed a handsome smile.
"So cool." The two girls exclaimed and huddled together, chatting as they watched Shirakawa Natsu and Miyuki walk away.
Shirakawa Natsu stared in disbelief.
Goodness, this is too generous; it actually seems normal.
He led Miyuki forward, and Miyuki remained silent, her expression calm: "Conquer me."
Her words echoed in Shirakawa Natsumi's mind once again.
"No, this can't go on." Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes. A simple stroll was definitely not what Miyuki wanted.
He remembered the first time he lay down with Miyuki.
She took the initiative in various ways.
Looking up at her handsome face, which seemed to be both smiling and not smiling, it was as if she was mocking "That's all."
"Come this way." Shirakawa Natsumi tugged at her collar and pulled her into the surrounding woods. There were many such small woods in the suburbs of Moscow.
The area was deserted, with no streetlights, only the moonlight providing some illumination.
Shirakawa Natsu looked at the handsome Mino Shiki in front of her.
Now, she is his, and he can play with her as he pleases.
“Turn around, put your hands on the tree trunk, I’m going to punish you.”
Shirakawa Natsumi held the traction rope as she named the child.
Without any hesitation, Mi Zhi Shi turned around, braced himself against the tree trunk with both hands, leaned forward, and looked on with great interest.
She was wearing a pair of slim-fit jeans today; they looked stylish and flattering.
Shirakawa Natsu noticed that when she turned around, a look of excitement flashed in her eyes; she was also expecting something.
"Snapped!"
Shirakawa Natsu slapped hard, the blow was extremely heavy, without any mercy, he used all his strength.
Having the body of a minotaur, not only their organs, but also their strength, are at the limit of human capabilities.
The sound traveled far through the empty woods.
"Hmm." Miyuki grunted, her hands still gripping the tree tightly, motionless, but her eyes showed a different kind of expression.
"So you were expecting this, weren't you?" Shirakawa Natsu clapped her hands, then softened her tone.
Like comforting a frightened puppy.
"Weren't you so arrogant? You even dared to bully your master."
Shirakawa Natsu remarked that the feel of the hand was completely different from that of her aunt or Nao.
With very low body fat, the unique tactile quality and athleticism of women are combined in a wonderful way.
"Slap!" Another heavy slap, delivered with the same full force.
Miyuki gritted her teeth and let out a breath that was distinctly feminine.
"So you can make that kind of sound too." Shirakawa Natsu chuckled, instantly feeling relieved.
His hand touched the spot again, circling around the place where he had just slapped hard, like a master comforting a small pet.
Mikoto was subjected to the most powerful slaps and then to gentle caresses, creating a stark contrast.
Something else gradually appeared on her handsome face.
His eyes began to show a hint of longing.
Chapter 469 The Real Side
Mikoto has a great figure, unlike the typical feminine softness of women. She has low body fat, and you can feel the muscle definition beneath her skin when you touch it.
It is about touching the most primal, natural, and wild beauty of the female body.
Like a female leopard in the forest, her muscular figure makes a direct impact.
Minoki has a handsome appearance, but he is also extremely aggressive.
Few women can resist her charm.
Now, he has put a collar on her.
He can completely control her body by pulling the traction rope.
She longed for his hand.
Such a handsome woman belongs entirely to him.
Unlike Nao, the fox.
Mi no Kumi belongs entirely to him.
Shirakawa Natsu lay on her back, pressing down with her entire body weight.
My brother's lower body is really stable, so I can do whatever I want with him without worrying that she can't handle it.
"Your women must be heartbroken to see you like this." Shirakawa Natsumi's hand slipped under her armpit, kneading her chest, and whispered in her ear, "The handsome boyfriends they admire are also women."
As he spoke, he gripped her hand tightly, as if he wanted to tear her apart.
"Ah, ha." Miyuki squeezed out a suppressed female breath through her teeth.
Shirakawa Natsu took in her expression. Just as he had thought, his good brother seemed aggressive, but also had a submissive side.
"Next time, bring your girlfriend along, and let everyone see your embarrassing moments in front of her."
"Let them know the real you."
“Huff…ha…” Mi no Shiki gasped for breath.
“You don’t have to think about anything from now on.” Shirakawa Natsu removed her hand and continued, “Just wait for me to come home, then run out, stick out your tongue, lie down like an animal, and expose your belly to the sky like a dog.”
He grabbed Miyuki's chin with his other hand: "Answer me."
Miyuki's handsome face was filled with confusion as he followed the words in his mind, imagining himself as a dog.
It doesn't need to think about anything; it just needs to wait for its master.
"Lie down...lie down."