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

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She was dressed in a bikini-like cosplay outfit, barely covered by a few thin strings holding up a small amount of fabric.

Below, her plump and alluring voluptuous legs were encased in a pair of long, glossy black stockings.

At the end of her long legs, a pair of delicate, jade-like feet wore small high heels, revealing her plump, rounded toes.

"Kami...Kami-kun, why are you here..."

Facing Makoto Jingu's intense gaze, Yumiko Kimura spoke in a shy and charming voice, stammering.

Her slender arms hugged her tightly, but the pressure made her curves appear even more pronounced.

"It's a very good cosplay, Mrs. Yumiko, you don't need to be so nervous."

Makoto Jingu gave her a very high evaluation, especially the pitiful expression on Yumiko Kimura's face, which almost made him want to take her right there and then.

"Really?" Guided by Makoto Jingu, Yumiko Kimura slowly lowered her arm that had been covering her face.

She let those burning gazes roam over her body.

I'm so shy...

Yumiko Kimura closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

In the air, the little hands, unsure of what to do, would clench into fists one moment and then unnaturally relax the next, revealing the owner's nervousness.

But I'm also so happy; it turns out I'm quite charming too.

In this strange atmosphere, her body began to stir involuntarily.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, along with the sound of two people talking.

Are we filming here?

Yes, here.

"Then I'll go inside and change my clothes."

"Hehe, hurry up!"

"I hate it!"

With a soft, coquettish voice, the door to the next room opened, as if a cosplayer had gone in to change clothes.

Yumiko Kimura suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of panic on her face.

This voice!

Jingu Makoto, who was enjoying the view from the side, looked at her and had a sudden thought. He tentatively asked, "Mr. Kimura?"

"Hmm." Yumiko Kimura bit her lip, then quietly walked to the wall to eavesdrop.

"Wow, this outfit is amazing!"

"Can you do something?"

"Great, great, that's a really sexy angle~"

Something interesting seems to have happened.

So, Makoto Jingu directly used his magnetic field to sense the situation in the next room.

A young man wearing glasses is filming a female cosplayer from various angles with a camera.

And as they were filming, the two of them suddenly started using their hands and mouths.

"Mr. Kimura, you're being dishonest~"

"Hehe, I just wanted to have a deeper conversation with the young lady."

"Oh, you're married now, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Stop talking, my wife is too serious and boring... You're the best!"

"Uh-huh……"

The conversation between the two continued, but Kimura Yumiko gradually lowered her head, looking down at the silver ring on her ring finger, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Jingu Makoto came up behind her and gently stroked her smooth, white back, comforting her.

"Am I really that bad?" Kimura Yumiko suddenly looked up and asked from his arms.

"No, in my eyes, your wife is a very kind person." Jingu Makoto looked at her slightly red eyes and said earnestly, "If it were me, I would definitely treat your wife well."

The female cosplayer next door, with her heavy makeup and fake body parts, it's amazing that Takayuki Kimura could bring himself to kiss her.

It's just that wildflowers always smell sweeter than garden flowers.

"Call me Yumiko!"

After hearing what Jingu Makoto said, Yumiko suddenly reached out and hugged Jingu Makoto's neck, then kissed him on the spot, her eyes full of determination.

Since you don't cherish me, I'll go find someone who will.

That sweet, soft little tongue deftly slipped into Makoto Jingu's mouth, and with unusual enthusiasm, it actively sought out the long red snake to nuzzle against it.

Jingu Makoto, naturally, responded in kind, their lips and teeth entwined in a passionate embrace.

So comfortable... So this is what kissing feels like, Yumiko Kimura's body trembled uncontrollably.

These layers upon layers of sweetness are irresistible.

"Ugh... Ha..."

The dense sound frequently escaped from his lips and teeth, and to Makoto Jingu, it seemed as if the sound was urging him to take it a step further.

His hand gradually climbed upwards, his palm covering the surface.

The soft yet elastic touch is very comfortable.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Yumiko, panting heavily, tilted her flushed face up, her eyes brimming with tenderness.

"Yumiko is really beautiful..."

He released her soft lips and whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

Listening to the sweet words whispered in her ear and looking into Makoto Jingu’s seemingly expressive eyes, Yumiko gradually fell for him.

"King Jingu, I want to..."

"Call me hubby!"

The man's words were forceful and left no room for argument, causing Yumiko to involuntarily open her cherry-like lips:

"Honey, darling~~"

Her sweet, delicate voice fueled Jingu Makoto's growing desire, especially with Kimura Takayuki right next door.

A wicked smile appeared on his face, and then he pinned Yumiko against the wall.

Then she lifted that beautiful black-stockinged leg, her fingertips gently tracing the soft flesh, sending a tingling sensation through her.

With the sound of clothes hitting the ground, Jingu Seiya demonstrated his powerful superpowers to Yumiko.

"This……"

Such immense power terrified Yumiko.

Her heart pounded, and the palace of her life trembled, as if in warning or yearning.

Without hesitation, Makoto Jingu decisively activated his superpower.

"Puch!"

The red beads landed and then bloomed.

Pain and pleasure struck at the same time, causing Yumiko's beautiful eyes to widen to their maximum.

She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, letting out a suppressed sigh: "Ugh—!!!"

Seeing her trying so hard to suppress her emotions, Makoto Shingu quietly enveloped the room with a magnetic field to prevent any sound from escaping.

But he didn't tell Yumiko all of this; instead, he whispered in her ear, like the devil's whisper.

"It's okay, sing it out loud."

The following is a rapid and repeated series of impacts.

Mmm, it's in my belly, so beautiful...

Yumiko braced her hands against the wall, her knuckles turning white from the force, her purple wig disheveled over her shoulders.

Hearing the sounds coming from next door, she could no longer hold back, and a melodious voice came from her little mouth.

"Honey, you're amazing!!!"

“Darling, Kimoji…”

"..."

Chapter 86 The Missing Ring

As if trying to outdo her neighbor, Yumiko's voice grew louder and louder, and her muscles began to tense up.

At this moment, she was like a carnivorous plant, suddenly closing her thick leaves and swallowing her prey whole.

The fleshy cavity overflowed with scalding mucus, instantly enveloping it, as if the digestive cavity were savoring a delicacy.

"How warm-hearted you are, Yumiko..."

The wonderful taste made Makoto Jingu keep praising it.

His waist and abdomen lifted up again and again, powerfully, as if he wanted to lift her up completely.

Yumiko was already teetering on the edge of her seat, especially with the added weight of her high heels.

Now, they are forced to stand on tiptoe to avoid the embarrassing situation of being lifted into the air.

"Crack...crack...crack..."

A crisp clanging sound echoed in the room.

The ripe peaches beneath the slender branches swayed incessantly, like ripples spreading across the surface of water.

Just as Makoto Jingu and Yumiko were getting into the swing of things, Takayuki Kimura in the next room had already finished hastily.

A flamboyant female cosplayer was adjusting her dress when she glanced at the limp and powerless man, looking utterly unsatisfied.

"Mr. Kimura, aren't you utterly useless?"

"Hahaha..." Kimura Takayuki could only scratch his head and laugh awkwardly, while inwardly he kept lamenting.

I should have known better than to stay up late reading those violent comics yesterday.

Comics have misled me!

Hearing the conversation in the next room, Yumiko's infatuated face broke into a gleeful smile.

Takayuki, you're really weak~

Unlike Jingu-kun, he was so young and so strong...

That’s awesome!

With pleasure filling her mind, Yumiko was now completely irrational, driven only by pure instinct.

"Uh-huh……"

"Anada, push harder..."

"Olive nest...quack!"

The carnivorous plant intensifies its bite while simultaneously releasing large amounts of gelatinous liquid, attempting to completely corrode its prey.

Faced with the crisis, Makoto Jingu did not panic. Instead, he gathered his strength, bent down and firmly locked Yumiko's body before unleashing his ultimate attack.

Gaia Energy Cannon!

"Well--"

Yumiko's waist and hips wanted to convulse violently, but Jingu Makoto held them down firmly, her two jade feet trembling and kicking wildly up and down.

As the high heels fell to the ground in alternating steps, it signaled the completion of the mission.

"Boom!"