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Ayaka's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head, remaining silent.
Shirakawa Natsu's hand was still moving when Ayaka reached out and offered a token resistance.
"You have a great figure." Shirakawa Natsumi's words were not flattery. Ayaka was not the kind of girl who was stunning, but she was still considered to be of class beauty caliber.
Her figure is also above average.
In just a short while, the two had already been completely honest with each other.
Ayaka sensed danger coming from behind, about to enter, but she shook her head: "No...no, we can't do this. This is the end."
She pushed Shirakawa Natsu's chest away with both hands.
"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu nodded in agreement, then exerted force.
"Ah?" Ayaka exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand, clenching her teeth, and showing a pained expression on her face.
"Sorry, I slipped." Shirakawa Natsu lifted one of her feet and placed it on her waist, so that her back was against the door and she could stand on one leg, which is the standard standing posture.
He began to speed up.
Half a minute later.
"It hurts...be gentle." Ayaka closed her eyes, not daring to look at Shirakawa Natsu, and wrapped her arms around his neck, struggling to maintain her balance.
"Okay." Shirakawa Natsumi said gently, but each time she used more force, causing her to slam backward against the door.
In the living room, Tomohisa Kimura covered his head, wanting to leave.
He suddenly heard a "bang bang" sound coming from the door.
"She...she's calling for help." Kimura Tomohisa stood up as if possessed, approached the door, and watched as it shook as it was repeatedly banged against.
On the other side of the door, a familiar voice could be faintly heard, but the tone was one he had never heard before—the sound of a woman's breathing.
Tomohisa Kimura stood blankly at the doorway, just one door away, while his childhood friend was being rammed against the door by another man.
"Call me Master," Shirakawa Natsu's voice came from under the door.
Ayaka did not answer.
A glimmer of hope rose in Tomohisa Kimura's heart, but the next second, the door began to shake violently.
"Master... Master, slow... slow down." Ayaka's suppressed voice came through.
Tomohisa Kimura's legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees, listening to Aomei's voice coming from the other side of the door, as if he could hear a continuous "slap slap" sound.
"Oh, right, let him help buy lubricant," Shirakawa Natsu's voice drifted in from behind the door. "That way, he'll feel a bit involved."
Tomohisa Kimura clenched his fists, feeling an indescribable sense of humiliation filling his heart.
Chapter 563 Fierce Bull
"You...bastard!" Ayaka had one arm around Shirakawa Natsu's arm and the other hand covering her mouth. She leaned against the door, her face full of embarrassment. Her short skirt was thrown on the floor, and her underwear was hanging on one ankle, swinging back and forth with her movements.
Unbeknownst to her, Kimura Tomohisa, the man she admired, was on the other side of the door, dazed and confused after being bumped into by Shirakawa Natsu.
Tomohisa Kimura pressed his ear against the door, and every time the door shook, it felt like it was hitting his face.
He could clearly feel the impact when Qingmei was being attacked by other men.
If Shirakawa Natsumi saw this scene, she would definitely give a thumbs up and praise it, saying that the sense of participation was off the charts.
"It...it hurts a little, be gentle." Ayaka closed her eyes, not daring to look at Shirakawa Natsu, clenching her teeth, not wanting to cry out, the person she liked was in the living room.
Even knowing it was self-deception, she didn't want anyone to hear these strange noises.
"Really? Then I'll go slower." Shirakawa Natsu hugged her; she was slender with no excess fat, and her body could be easily held in two hands.
She belongs to the lighter type.
Shirakawa Natsu slowed down.
Ayaka's face showed pain as she lowered her voice, "Harder... harder."
"Is it lighter or heavier?" Shirakawa Natsu leaned close to her ear, her tone flippant. She found it amusing, and even the changes in her expression were quite entertaining.
Ayaka's cheeks flushed so red they seemed to drip water, and after a long while she said, "A little heavier, please."
Shirakawa Natsu chuckled, then increased the force, slamming her hard against the gatehouse. His gaze sharpened as he caught a glimpse of a different-colored figure through the crack in the door.
It was Tomohisa Kimura; he was standing outside the door.
"Goodness." Shirakawa Natsu clicked his tongue. What was he thinking? He actually stood at the door. But this gave him an opportunity. He looked down at Ayaka and said, "Ayaka, I know you like Kimura Tomohisa, right?"
“?” Ayaka looked at him strangely; she was only pretending to be his girlfriend.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't give her time to think. She suddenly accelerated, causing her body to slam against the door behind her repeatedly.
Ayaka felt a sudden surge of heat and numbness, and instinctively replied, "Yes, I like Tomohisa Kimura."
At that moment, an unspoken emotion rose in Kimura Tomohisa's heart outside the door. His childhood friend was in another man's arms saying she liked him, and for a moment he didn't know what expression to make.
"Fine, then go find him and get back at him." Shirakawa Natsumi really stopped, stepped out of her body, and deliberately raised her voice.
"?" Ayaka felt herself caught in a dilemma. She didn't like Shirakawa Natsu, but she had to admit that Shirakawa Natsu was really capable.
She sensed Shirakawa Natsumi's departure, and an indescribable sense of emptiness washed over her.
"you……"
When Kimura Tomohisa heard Shirakawa Natsu's words from outside the door, his heart clenched, both longing and fearing to hear Ayaka's reply.
Ayaka was unaware that someone was outside the door. At that moment, she was only thinking about her comfort and didn't think too much about it, taking it as just a joke: "Don't... don't leave."
"Okay, then you can call me Daddy." Bai Chuanxia wrapped his arms around her waist and rubbed against her from the outside, not satisfied with that.
“…” Ayaka lowered her head, her voice very soft: “Dad…Dad.”
"Louder!" Shirakawa Natsu continued to shout.
"Dad!" Ayaka cried out, raising her voice, then covered her face with her arms.
"Good, my good daughter." Shirakawa Natsu nodded in satisfaction and began to fulfill her wishes.
Outside the door, Tomohisa Kimura heard the door shaking again.
Qingmei's voice kept echoing in his mind.
Tomohisa Kimura staggered backward and landed on the ground with a thud. The image of the mother and daughter calling for their father, and the image of being abandoned at a silver party, echoed in his mind once again.
Inside the door, Shirakawa Natsu saw Kimura Tomohisa disappear through the crack, nodded in satisfaction, picked up Ayaka with both hands, and increased her output.
Only the girl's soft moans remained in the room.
afterwards.
The two lay on the bed, Ayaka's head resting on his chest, panting heavily. She didn't like Shirakawa Natsu, but afterwards, women especially crave to be close to a man for a sense of security.
She also acknowledged in her heart that Shirakawa Natsu was impeccable in both figure and appearance.
"Where do you usually work?" Shirakawa Natsumi rubbed her chest with his hand. Although it wasn't very big, it felt quite nice.
"I...I work at a convenience store." Ayaka lowered her head. She hadn't finished university, and finding a formal job was actually quite difficult.
“Tomorrow, go to Yamagishi Film Studio, I’ll arrange a job for you,” Shirakawa Natsu replied casually, offering her a respectable job to continue humiliating Kimura Tomohisa.
"Huh?" Ayaka looked up at him in disbelief.
"Here, take this." Shirakawa Natsumi took out a business card and handed it to her.
Ayaka took it, saw the job title and film company on it, covered her mouth with both hands, and exclaimed in disbelief: "It's the company that made 'Yakuza Boys: The Young Oolong'! And the recent second one, I love it so much!"
“That’s right.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded: “I won’t give you a good job, but you’ll definitely earn more than you would working at a convenience store.”
“I…” Ayaka gripped the business card tightly, her gaze towards Shirakawa Natsu becoming strange. The ordinary job title made her somewhat believe her, and she asked suspiciously, “Do you want me to be your lover?”
She felt that the adult world was nothing more than a one-night stand, which was very strange.
"Hmph, just consider me a good person." Shirakawa Natsu got out of bed, dressed, and took out his phone. Kimura Tomohisa's health bar on the screen was down to only 10%.
After he opened the door, he couldn't find Tomohisa Kimura in the living room; he had already left.
At the same time, his phone rang. It was Nishino calling to tell him that Tomohisa Kimura had already left the apartment.
“Okay, if you want to get close to him, now is your chance.” Shirakawa Natsu hung up the phone. According to his investigation, Kimura Tomohisa was a complete gigolo who would do anything for sales. He tricked more than ten customers into taking out loans for him to spend, which caused quite a few incidents. Unfortunately, every time, he was not held legally responsible.
Aside from Ayaka, he had no one close to him anymore.
Now that Nishino is taking advantage of the situation, if we can build a relationship with him and then make a move, we can gain the last ten percent to take him down.
The next four days passed in the blink of an eye.
Tomohisa Kimura's hostility towards him grew stronger, but he didn't make a move yet, seemingly holding back something big.
Shirakawa Natsumi, however, couldn't wait any longer. This guy hadn't made a move yet, and he didn't have that much time to play along with him. He was currently focused on winning over the fox.
But Kimura Tomohisa's health bar remained at 10%, refusing to drop: "Damn it, is this ever going to end?!"
He looked at his phone and wanted to smash it on the ground.
"I...I'm sorry." Nishino carefully squatted down to the side: "He doesn't like men, there's nothing I can do."
"Useless." Shirakawa Natsu leaned against the railing, deep in thought.
Chapter 564 The Fox Bites
Shirakawa Natsumi's face was grim. Her main target these days was the fox. But after spending time with it, she realized that the fox couldn't be won over using normal human methods.
Moreover, foxes are incredibly unpredictable; one second they're affectionately nuzzling you, and the next second you're bitten and bleeding because you touched their tail.
It was a real bite, not just playful teasing.
When doing it, it must be done in a position she likes.
Shirakawa Natsu felt more like a moving humanoid toy.
"This is outrageous." Shirakawa Natsu closed his eyes. Kimura Tomohisa's health bar was at 10%, like it was locked, and it just wouldn't go down. He looked at Nishino: "Why don't you force yourself on him and make him obsessed with your body?"
“?” Nishino was taken aback, and a look of panic appeared on his face: “No, he doesn’t like men.”
"You can't even handle men, what good are you!" Shirakawa Natsu retorted, and Nishino didn't dare to say a word.
"I'm going in." Shirakawa Natsu sighed and turned to walk into the nightclub.
Amidst the clamor and noise, men and women unleash their wild side without reservation, filling the void of loneliness in their hearts.
Shirakawa Natsu saw Kimura Tomohisa dancing among the women, like a rooster showing off.
After being hit hard by Shirakawa Natsu, he worked even harder in his career than before.
According to Nishino, he was fired by a rich woman for trying to boost his sales, but I don't know if it's true or not.
But his performance was indeed far ahead.
Shirakawa Natsumi also tried, but he had to admit that the male escort business was not as simple as he had imagined. After refusing several invitations from customers to book private sessions, his business simply couldn't improve.
Tomohisa Kimura also saw Natsumi Shirakawa enter, his contempt in his eyes was undisguised.
After casting a disdainful glance, he turned back to flirting with the female customers.
Shirakawa Natsu leaned back slightly, so arrogant, it seems she really suffered a big blow and was trying to find some solace through her career.
Just then, a woman dressed as an office lady rushed in. She approached Tomohisa Kimura with an unfriendly expression.
When Kimura Tomohisa saw her, he was taken aback, smiled and walked over. The two began to talk. The woman was clearly very agitated. The next second, she suddenly pulled out a dagger from her bag and stabbed Kimura Tomohisa between the legs.
"?" Shirakawa Natsu was stunned. What the hell was this? Without him even lifting a finger, the yakuza guards around the area rushed over and restrained the woman.
Soon, the host club temporarily closed, police arrived, and Tomohisa Kimura was taken away in an ambulance.
"What's going on?" Shirakawa Natsu asked Nishino.
Nishino's expression was strange. His gaze cautiously swept over Shirakawa Natsu, and he lowered his voice: "Kimura-senpai recently promised to sleep with someone if they bought him alcohol in order to boost his sales. But... there's a rumor that he's been having erectile dysfunction lately. That woman took out a loan for him to buy alcohol, but he didn't get to sleep with her, so..."
Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. Kimura Tomohisa had completely lost his bottom line in order to beat him in terms of performance, but erectile dysfunction should have nothing to do with him.
"Go with me to the hospital to see how it goes."
"Oh, okay." Nishino had completely become Shirakawa Natsu's underling, and there was nothing he could do about it; his ancestor had a gun.
Shirakawa Natsu shook her head; defeating Kimura Tomohisa would be no easy feat.
There's no point in staying here any longer.