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He must have his own thoughts about himself.
I saw those dishonest looks in his eyes.
She lowered her head slightly, gazing at her reflection in the water. Her mature and charming face now carried a touch of girlish innocence and springtime charm.
A drop of water slid off her hair, creating ripples on the water's surface and stirring up her heart.
No!
Kosaka Shizuka's eyes narrowed.
We can't let this guy lead us by the nose. We have to get our revenge for what happened last time!
It's better to take the initiative than to be passive.
Yes, just do it!
Once she made up her mind, her romantic thoughts were instantly replaced by high morale.
……
Jingu Makoto sat on the soft sofa, watching TV listlessly.
After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door clicked open.
A rich aroma of water vapor mingled with the fragrance of shower gel wafted out.
Shizuru Kosaka was only loosely wrapped in a white bath towel, her wet golden hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and water droplets slid down her beautiful collarbone, eventually disappearing into the deep, dazzling cleavage.
The edge of the bath towel barely covered the most crucial parts, leaving two long, shapely thighs exposed to the air, dazzlingly white.
"I'm done showering," she said, her voice languid after her bath. "Jingu-kun, it's your turn."
“Okay.” Makoto’s gaze lingered on her for a second before he nodded, got up, and walked toward the bathroom.
Upon entering, he saw the women's interior decorations scattered on the floor.
"What a troublesome woman."
Jingu Makoto chuckled and muttered a curse under his breath, then casually picked it up and put it in the laundry basket.
After the warm water was filled, he comfortably soaked in it, enjoying the peaceful moment.
Chapter 129 Shingu Makoto, in Danger
As Jingu Makoto stepped out of the bathroom, a faint aroma of red wine wafted into his nostrils.
He looked up and saw Shizuru Kosaka sitting sideways on the sofa, her bath towel nowhere to be seen, replaced by a red banquet dress.
The dress's backless design revealed her smooth and radiant back curves, while the low-cut neckline exposed most of her sweet and soft skin.
Beneath the high slit on the side of the skirt were a pair of long, slender legs encased in black stockings, gleaming with a delicate sheen under the light.
On the coffee table in front of her were a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.
"What's this outfit?" Makoto Jingu sat down on the sofa opposite her, admiring the beautiful scenery before him.
“I found it in the closet; there are several other uniforms in there,” Kosaka Shizuru replied with a smile. “But I think this one is the most suitable for the current atmosphere, isn’t it?”
She picked up the bottle, gently shook it, and gestured to Shingu Makoto, her eyes sparkling with natural allure.
"Want a drink?"
"No, thank you." Makoto Jingu has never been interested in alcohol.
"Oh?" Kousaka Shizuru chuckled softly. "Jingu-kun, you wouldn't happen to be the kind of old-fashioned person who doesn't even touch alcohol, would you?"
“No, not at all.” Jingu Makoto’s gaze fell on her red lips, which were even more luscious after being moistened with wine. “If you feed me, I might consider it.”
"Okay."
A sly glint flashed in Shizuru Kousaka's eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, she readily agreed.
She poured herself half a glass of wine, gracefully tilted her snow-white neck back, and brought the crimson liquid into her mouth.
Then, with graceful, swaying steps, she walked step by step to Jingu Makoto and bowed slightly.
Their faces were inches apart, their warm breaths mingling.
She leaned forward and pressed her soft lips against Jingu Makoto's.
The cool, mellow liquor, mixed with the warmth and fragrance from her mouth, slowly flowed into Makoto Jingu's mouth.
Instantly separate.
Shizuru Kousaka stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips, which still had wine stains on them, with a smug smile on her face.
"How does it taste, Chengjun?"
Jingu Makoto did not answer, but simply looked at her quietly, his eyes deep, as if he wanted to absorb her whole being.
Alcohol and hormones begin to ferment in the air, and the atmosphere becomes subtle.
"Speaking of which, I haven't properly thanked you yet."
Shizuru Kousaka's voice carried a hint of intoxication, and her cheeks were flushed.
"If it weren't for you that time, Rinko and I would probably..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was already clear.
"It was nothing." Jingu Makoto remained as nonchalant as ever.
"Hmph, easy for you to say." Kousaka Shizuru pouted in dissatisfaction, her body unconsciously leaning closer to him. "I'll remember that rough way of doing things for the rest of my life."
She complained, but there was no hint of blame in her tone; instead, there was a subtle, coquettish tone.
"However, thanks to you, otherwise I don't know what would have happened in the end."
She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched Jingu Makoto's chest, her fingertips slightly cool.
"So, in order to repay you, and also... to get back at you a little."
Her voice grew softer and softer, her breath warm and gentle against Shingu Makoto's ear.
Before she finished speaking, she flipped over and straddled Shingu Makoto's lap.
Her proud, snow-white skin gleamed alluringly under the light, rising and falling gently with her breath, as if issuing a silent invitation.
Jingu Makoto's breathing paused almost imperceptibly for that moment.
Shizuru Kousaka's red-rimmed glasses had slipped off at some point.
Those usually sharp and intelligent emerald green eyes were now misty and filled with undisguised desire.
She lowered her head, her long golden hair cascading down like a waterfall, the ends gently brushing against Jingu Makoto's cheek.
"Want to play a game with your sister?"
"what game?"
At this moment, Jingu Makoto was also a little distracted. If it were those girls teasing him like this, he would have picked them up and started a game long ago.
"It's simple, just test Shimogami-kun's patience."
A beautiful smile curved at the corners of Kosaka Shizuru's lips.
"Five minutes. You are not allowed to use any of your abilities. I can do whatever I want with you. If you can hold out, I will admit defeat."
She leaned close to Jingu Makoto's ear and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "The loser will be at the mercy of the winner tonight."
"Then come on."
Jingu Makoto looked relaxed; he considered himself experienced in this area.
He had withstood Mira's armpit attack back then, and he didn't believe that Shizuru Kousaka had any more powerful methods.
"Hehe, I like confident men like Jingu-kun."
Shizuru Kousaka smiled sweetly and stepped off Makoto Jingu's lap.
She knelt on the carpet and reached out to pull off the bath towel.
Makoto suddenly sprang out, swaggering in front of Shizuru Kousaka.
"That's really impressive. It's a pity it's testing time now, otherwise I would definitely take a closer look."
The blonde woman reached out with a hint of regret and gently took her hand.
At the same time, he picked up the timer next to him and prepared to start timing.
"Here I come, Jingu-kun, are you ready?"
"Let's get started. To be honest, I'm already thinking about how to reward you tonight."
Someone opened the champagne ahead of time.
Shizuru Kousaka simply smiled and ignored his provocation.
She wrapped her arms around Xiaocheng, slowly lowered her head, and sprayed her warm breath on him.
Then, she gently stuck out her tongue, and a drop of glistening saliva fell down.
The next second, Makoto Jingu realized something was wrong.
Xiao Cheng-chan inexplicably became incredibly sensitive; she could sense something was wrong simply by being exposed to the air.
Not to mention the places touched by her delicate hands.
It felt as if countless feathers were tickling him at the same time, causing him to tremble involuntarily.
"Hehe, is Jingu-kun regretting it now?"
Shizuru Kousaka's beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, her smile radiant.
"what is this?"
"Hehe, I am Hana no Shizuru, you know. I have the ninjutsu to control plants."
She winked smugly.
"This, I extracted it from a special plant in the Demon Realm. The effect is simple: it increases the sensitivity of touch by several hundred times. I think someone as powerful as the Divine Palace Lord should be able to withstand it, right?"
Wow, could that 3000x sensitivity be achieved through this thing?
Jingu Makoto felt a chill run down his spine, but he still managed to maintain a calm demeanor.
"That's all, nothing special."
Seeing that he was still putting on a brave face, Shizuru Kousaka's smile deepened.
She fell silent, focusing all her attention on the masterpiece before her.
Two plump, soft mounds gently approached, and she began her offensive.
Jingu Makoto, danger!
Chapter 130: Won, yet it seems like I didn't win.
Jingu Makoto leaned back on the sofa, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
If Shizuru Kousaka's hands are like exquisitely crafted feathers, then the fullness of her chest is like a sea of clouds that encompasses everything.
Warm, soft, and firm, yet possessing an irresistible domineering quality that engulfs everything about him.
The waves surged and crashed relentlessly.
He felt his sanity HP bar dropping rapidly at a visible rate.
As his sensitivity increased, every friction and every squeeze became a signal multiplied a million times, frantically assaulting his brain.
"Oh my god, Jingu-kun's reaction is so cute."
Shizuru Kousaka raised her eyes, admiring his desperately restrained expression, her emerald eyes filled with the joy of impending victory.
"Don't force yourself. Making a sound at a time like this is nothing to be ashamed of."
These were the words he used to tease those girls.
Hearing it now coming from Shizuru Kousaka's mouth gave Makoto Jingu a strange sense of disorientation.
It's really the opposite of Tiangang.
But no matter what, we can't lose our momentum.