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

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Soon, she was completely overwhelmed and became the boy's prisoner, allowing her precious saliva to be wantonly plundered.

"Mmm~~"

After a long while, just when Kyoka Tachibana felt she could hardly breathe, Makoto Jingu released his mouth at just the right moment and gazed at the mature beauty before him.

As Kyoka Tachibana looked at Makoto Jingu's handsome yet slightly immature face, her heart pounded as if it were about to take off, and her breathing became rapid and hot...

Oh no, am I into younger men?

Kyoka, calm down, this is your best friend's adopted son!

Perhaps sensing that taking another step forward would lead to an abyss, Kyoka Tachibana slammed on the brakes at the last moment.

She shifted her body back almost imperceptibly, creating a small distance, then smiled, trying to hide her unease.

"Chengjun, this is to thank you. Don't overthink it."

"But why are you so skilled at it?"

It was originally just a joke to ease the awkward atmosphere, but unexpectedly, Makoto Jingu actually answered it seriously.

"Maybe it's because I have dozens of girlfriends~"

"Eh?"

Kyoka Tachibana was startled at first, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Chengjun, you must be joking. Dozens? How is that possible?"

If there were that many, they would have been squeezed dry by now.

Jingu Makoto looked at Tachibana Kyoka, who was laughing so hard her breasts were bulging, and shook his head helplessly.

Aunt Kyoka, I'm telling the truth...

Chapter 201 Cheng Jun's methods are amazing.

After the joke, Kyoka Tachibana, who had been feeling emotionally agitated, calmed down.

She leaned back against the soft sofa back and shifted into a more comfortable position.

Those plump, long legs, wrapped in loungewear, crossed over each other, outlining an alluring, rounded curve.

"By the way, Cheng-jun, you're not injured, are you?" she asked softly, her beautiful eyes filled with concern.

"Don't worry, Aunt Kyoka, how could those people possibly hurt me?"

As Jingu Makoto spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and showed off his muscles to Tachibana Kyoka.

"That's it..."

Seeing the boy's confident demeanor, Kyoka Tachibana felt somewhat relieved.

But she still felt uneasy and wanted to check it out herself.

"Then Cheng-kun must be tired too, how about Auntie gives you a massage?"

This suggestion stemmed from both the elder's concern and a personal desire to get closer to him.

"I'm not tired at all; in fact, I didn't even break a sweat."

Jingu Makoto smiled.

"Besides, didn't we agree that I would give you a massage, Aunt Kyoka?"

His words had no effect.

Kyoka Tachibana patted the sofa next to her, her tone gentle but her attitude firm.

"Alright, Cheng-jun, be a good boy."

She even added a touch of coquettish nasal tone.

"Just consider it a small token of my appreciation, okay?"

Faced with Kyoka's outrageous request, Jingu Makoto couldn't find a reason to refuse.

"Okay, should I take off my clothes?"

"Ah."

For Kyoka Tachibana, who wanted to check on Makoto Jingu's health, this was naturally essential.

Jingu Makoto deftly took off his T-shirt, casually tugging at his waistband, and said with a smile, "Want this too?"

"Well, I won't need the pants."

Kyoka Tachibana's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly shook her head. "Makoto-kun, please lie down."

Makoto Jingu obediently lay down on the sofa, reminding her, "Aunt Kyoka, I'll still be giving you a massage later, okay?"

"Yeah, I guess I was tired at that time, and I needed Cheng-kun to help me relax."

Kyoka Tachibana smiled and nodded, then carefully stepped onto the sofa.

Her legs were spread apart, straddling Jingu Makoto's body; her ample breasts sank slightly, resting on his strong thighs.

"Makoto, won't this be too heavy?" Kyoka Tachibana asked uncertainly.

"No, Aunt Kyoka, you can start now."

For Makoto Jingu, the weight was nothing; on the contrary, the soft, warm touch, transmitted through the thin pants, felt quite comfortable.

Kyoka Tachibana glanced at Makoto Shinji's broad back, noting that his skin was smooth and firm, without a single scratch, and only then did she feel completely relieved.

Next, let's give this child a good massage.

She shifted her body slightly, finding a more stable position.

The nimble fingers began to roam over Jingu Makoto's shoulders and back, feeling the boy's smooth body lines.

So strong, so powerful muscles...

Kyoka Tachibana was momentarily dazed, and her hands paused for a moment.

The burning sensation from her fingertips felt like an electric current, making her heart flutter.

"Aunt Kyoka?"

"Oh, I'm looking for a seat."

Kyoka Tachibana snapped out of her daze and made up a random excuse.

She quietly raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead, then continued massaging.

It's so hot...

"Alright, Chengjun, how are you feeling?"

About fifteen minutes later, Kyoka Tachibana finally got off Makoto Jingu.

Her forehead was covered in glistening beads of sweat, and her legs were numb from maintaining the same posture for so long.

"That's a great technique."

Makoto Jingu sat up on the sofa. Seeing that Kyoka Tachibana seemed a little unsteady on her feet, he quickly got up and helped her sit down.

"Aunt Kyoka, are you alright?"

The boy's pleasant scent wafted over her, and Kyoka Tachibana couldn't help but press her legs together and rub them tightly.

Ugh, I can't hold back anymore...

She managed to maintain a semblance of calm and said softly, "It's nothing, I just sat for too long and my legs are a little numb."

"Chengjun, I'll go take a shower and change my clothes first, then you can give me a massage."

After saying that, she hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom.

Jingu Makoto sat on the sofa, watching Tachibana Kyoka's retreating figure, which seemed to be fleeing in panic. He then glanced at the sofa casually, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Where Kyoka Tachibana sat, there remained a damp stain that had darkened in color and was still slightly steaming.

Aunt Kyoka, something seems off about your massage.

Shortly after, Kyoka Tachibana, having finished tidying up, came out of the room.

She looked at Jingu Makoto and said softly, "Makoto-kun, come to my room. The sofa in the living room might be a bit small and not very convenient."

Jingu Makoto nodded, got up, and followed.

Kyoka Tachibana still carried the sweet scent of a post-bath fragrance, and a light white silk nightgown clung to her body, her voluptuous figure faintly visible.

She sat down on the edge of her bed, the soft mattress sinking deeply under her weight.

Noticing Makoto Jingu's undisguised burning gaze, Kyoka Tachibana felt both shy and subtly expectant.

"Chengjun, may we begin?"

"Okay, Aunt Kyoka, please take off your clothes and lie down."

Makoto Jingu moved closer to Kyoka Tachibana.

The warm breath near her ear made the mature woman feel ticklish, and she subconsciously bit her moist lower lip.

"You...you have to take your clothes off too? Is that not allowed?"

"Only by removing my clothes can I find the acupoints more easily, and the massage will be more effective."

As Jingu Makoto spoke, his hand had already subtly landed on Tachibana Kyoka's round thigh and gently squeezed it.

"I...I know."

Kyoka Tachibana shyly removed her nightgown, revealing a set of bright red lingerie underneath.

She quickly lay down on the soft bed and buried her face deep in the pillow.

"Chengjun, I'm begging you..." Her voice was muffled and trembling.

"Leave it to me, I'm sure Aunt Kyoka will feel very comfortable."

Unlike Kyoka Tachibana, Makoto Jingu didn't start massaging her back immediately. Instead, he gently took the beautiful mature woman's fair and smooth feet in his hands.

"Huh? Shall we start from here?"

The moment her ankle was grabbed, Kyoka Tachibana's body trembled slightly.

"That's right, let's start with the feet."

Jingu Makoto smiled slightly, his hands roaming over her well-maintained, smooth feet.

Warm palms enveloped slightly cool skin, fingers pressing firmly at times, precisely locating her acupoints.

"Mmm~"

The strange sensation from the soles of her feet made Kyoka Tachibana shrug her shoulders and let out a soft groan.

Her round, adorable toes curled up unconsciously, but under Makoto Jingu's skillful massage techniques, they quickly lowered their guard.

The boy's fingertips traced circles on the soft flesh of her soles.

Kyoka felt a ticklish and numb sensation on that delicate skin as he kneaded it, yet she couldn't bear to let him stop.

"Comfortable?"

"Hmm... Cheng-kun's technique is amazing..."

The fatigue that Kyoka Tachibana's feet had accumulated from wearing high heels for so long gradually faded away, replaced by a feeling of comfort as if she were walking on clouds.

"Then I'll continue..."

His palms moved up along the beautiful curves of her legs, and Makoto Jingu gently but firmly pressed on every muscle.

Feeling the warmth and strength from the boy's hand, Kyoka Tachibana's pretty face flushed with two beautiful peach blossoms, and her whole body went limp.

As those large hands gently cradled the two ripe, plump peaches, an even sweeter voice escaped from her moist red lips.

“Ohhhh…”

Chapter 202 Mira, Your Child is Wonderful!

"Aunt Kyoka, relax..."

Jingu Makoto applied pressure gently with his hands, kneading back and forth.