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

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With her mature and alluring face, Huang Liuhua looked at Jingu Makoto beside her and winked at him.

Jingu Makoto sat naturally on the large bed and casually tested its elasticity. It was indeed quite soft, and he felt it would be very comfortable to play games.

He looked up at Huang Liuhua: "By the way, when will the students arrive?"

"Two o'clock."

Makoto Jingu glanced at the wall clock and immediately sensed something was wrong.

It's only 12 o'clock now, so why did you call me here so early?

Faced with the questioning look from Shingu Makoto, Sumeragi Rokka twisted her slender waist, placed her fleshy, black-stockinged legs on his knees, and began to rub her jade feet together in a meandering motion.

"There are still two hours left. I plan to check Chengjun's level again to see if he has regressed?"

From Makoto Jingu's perspective, the curves of the thighs revealed by the concave shadow at the front of the bodycon skirt are quite alluring.

Having lived in this wondrous place for eighteen years, Makoto Jingu had long since transformed into the form of Shoo Shoo.

He can easily perform large and small surgeries at any time.

He suddenly grabbed Huang Liuhua's waist and, amidst her gasps, laid her down on the bed.

My hands sank into those plump peach-like flesh, and I could feel their amazing elasticity even through the bodycon skirt.

"Taking up students' tutoring time and making excuses..." He buried his head in those broad chests, his voice muffled, "Rikka-chan is really so incompetent!"

"Mmm...ah..." Huang Liuhua writhed beneath him, her black-stockinged legs coiling around him like snakes, "Please, Master Jingu...teach me properly...how to be a...good principal..."

Chapter 77 Kisaragi Tomoe and Kato Mio

St. Hua Women's College, teaching building, Senior 3A class.

It's lunch break now, so there aren't many people in the classroom.

A black-haired girl sat quietly in a window seat.

Her long, smooth hair was neatly tucked behind her ears, revealing her smooth, full forehead.

Her fair, oval face had delicate features, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses sat perfectly on her straight nose, making her appear very quiet and elegant.

However, the faint beauty mark on her lip added a unique charm to her innocent face.

At this moment, she was engrossed in reading a book, exuding an air of scholarly refinement.

This girl named Kisaragi Tomoe is the first student that Jingu Makoto will be instructing this afternoon.

To outsiders, it would be hard to imagine that such a seemingly quiet, even somewhat rigid, literary young woman could have accumulated so much pressure that she had to vent it.

"Psychological guidance...sexual intercourse..."

Perhaps because the time to meet in the afternoon was approaching, Ruyue Ba couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

The eyes behind the glasses flickered slightly, and the heart was pounding.

"However, that instructor is quite handsome..."

Lost in thought, Ruyueba recalled the photos that Principal Huang Liuhua had sent her last night, and her initial nervousness was now mixed with a hint of anticipation.

"So it seems like I'm not at a disadvantage, right?..."

Just as her thoughts drifted further and further away, a shy blush suddenly appeared on her fair cheeks—

A sharp slap landed heavily on her shoulder.

This was followed by a hearty laugh:

"Little Ba, what are you thinking about? Your face is so red."

The sudden sound startled Ruyueba, and she almost dropped the book in her hand.

She hurriedly closed the book and turned to look at the person who had come in.

A short-haired girl with wheat-colored skin was standing behind them, smiling.

Upon realizing it was someone she knew, she patted the majestic heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, it's Mio. Honestly, that's really scary~"

"Hmph, it was clearly Little Ba who was daydreaming, yet she blames me. Looks like something's up~"

The short-haired girl winked mischievously, a bright smile spreading across her face.

She is Kato Mio, Kisaragi Tomoe's childhood friend whom she has known since kindergarten.

"No, not at all!" Kisaragi pushed up her glasses, trying to remain calm as she changed the subject. "What do you want from me?"

"Can't I come to see you unless there's something important?"

As she spoke, Kato Mio stretched dramatically.

But soon, she was defeated by Kisaragi's indifferent gaze.

"Okay, okay, I came to borrow your homework... Have you finished writing it for today?"

Kato Mio scratched the back of her head and said somewhat embarrassedly.

Kisaragi Tomoe shook her head helplessly, then took out a few test papers from the drawer: "Here they are."

"Wow, thank you so much. Xiao Ba, I have to go to training later and need to change, so I'll be going now."

Having gotten what she wanted, Kato Mio chuckled and immediately returned to her seat.

She quickly picked up her schoolbag, waved to Ruyueba, and dashed out of the classroom.

Watching her friend's hurried figure, Ruyueba sighed softly.

If only she could be as cheerful as Mio...

However, what the girl didn't know was that her seemingly lively childhood friend also had many worries in his heart.

On the other side, in the psychological counseling room.

Following the fine traditions of this land, Jingu Makoto launched an underhanded conquest of Principal Sumeragi Rikka.

The gray-white bodycon skirt had already been pushed up to her waist, the hem of which was rolled up messily, revealing two plump, long, and shapely legs in black stockings.

A small piece of lace fabric, stained with a few strands of hair and glistening dewdrops, dangled gently from her silk-stockinged feet, exuding a unique allure characteristic of mature women.

Jingu Makoto cleanly and efficiently removed his armor, and the dormant flames were quietly awakened.

Huang Liuhua stared intently at him, her cheeks flushing uncontrollably, and she swallowed involuntarily.

"Chengjun, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Makoto Jingu charged in, completing this perfect underdog victory.

He slammed on the gas, pushing the engine power to its limit.

Despite the thorough preparation, the sudden impact still caused Huang Liuhua's pupils to shrink sharply.

A short, muffled groan escaped her throat, and her sharp, beautiful eyes were already shimmering.

"Well--"

To teach this negligent principal a lesson, Makoto Jingu showed no mercy, speeding along the mountain road in his luxurious sports car.

Sometimes as swift as thunder, sometimes as gentle as water...

One moment it's a sharp left turn, the next it's a drift right turn, and then there's a straight-line sprint...

Her superb driving skills made Huang Liuhua feel as if she was floating on clouds one moment and then being pulled back to the ground the next.

Clap clap clap! —

The crisp clanging sound echoed in the empty bedroom, like a rousing percussion piece.

Royal Rikka's hands gripped Jingu Makoto's neck tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly from the force.

Meanwhile, Makoto Jingu's head was deep inside the valley, as he continued to suck on the snow-white milk foam.

"Ah... Chengjun... slow down..."

Jingu Makoto remained unmoved, his gaze focused and calm, like that of a seasoned veteran driver.

He knew that the sports car's performance had not yet been fully utilized, and that it had even greater potential to be explored.

"Plop, plop, plop—"

The engine roared louder and louder, and the car body got hotter and hotter.

Left with no other option, the sports car triggered its protection mechanism, and coolant gushed out to begin cooling down.

The glistening water slowly slid down her black-stockinged legs, leaving deep marks on the pristine white sheets.

At this moment, Sugumi Rikka was like a greedy child, her little mouth tightly biting into the delicacy that was Shingu Makoto, yearning to taste more.

While driving attentively, Jingu Makoto reluctantly agreed to let go.

This usually dignified female principal has now become incredibly delicate.

Her long, black hair was spread out on the bed, her forehead, cheeks and neck flushed red.

The lid of the milk tea still bears the teeth marks left by Makoto Jingu after he drank from it.

Seeing this moving scene, Makoto Jingu's anger flared even more. Holding the two black-threaded steering wheel, he accelerated forward at full speed.

“Cheng-kun… Anada… Oh dear… It’s too deep…”

Every time Jingu Makoto stepped on the gas, it made Sumera Rikka lose control. Her mind was no longer clear, and the lyrics she was uttering were all jumbled up.

Perhaps it was because he had been singing for too long, but his mature voice had become hoarse.

So, Makoto Jingu leaned down and pressed his head close to her slightly parted, rosy lips, sealing them tightly with his own. As they exchanged saliva, he moistened her parched throat.

"Mmm... Mmm..."

clap clap-

"I...I can't take it anymore..."

Huang Liuhua's voice was fragmented, mixed with gasps and trembling.

She tried to adjust her posture to alleviate the feeling that was almost sending her to heaven, but this only made Jingu Makoto's car speed up even faster.

Her hands hung limply at her sides, and huge beads of sweat slid down her forehead, sticking to her disheveled hair, making her look both pathetic and touching.

As the accelerator was repeatedly floored, Huang Liuhua felt dizzy, a surge of heat rushed up her spine to her brain, and her body went numb.

Suddenly, she began to convulse violently, like a sports car about to break its limits and on the verge of collapse.

"Waaaaah...it's going to break..."

The next moment, Huang Liuhua's body stiffened abruptly, her black-stockinged legs tensing up.

"Ahhh!"

"go together!"

Jingu Makoto gritted his teeth, slammed on the gas, and the car surged forward like a wild horse unleashing its pent-up energy.

Tears welled up in Huang Liuhua's eyes, her face contorted, revealing the expression of Aheigao.

But the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, forming a satisfied smile.

Chapter 78 Tutoring (Part 1)

About two hours later, Huang Liuhua returned to the principal's office.

She leaned back in her office chair, her eyes slightly narrowed, seemingly as composed as ever.

But judging from her fair and rosy skin, so tender it seemed like it could drip water with a gentle pinch, and her eyes filled with happiness and satisfaction, she was very satisfied with Jingu Makoto's follow-up examination this time.

After resting for a while, Huang Liuhua shook her head, no longer dwelling on the fulfilling feeling that went straight to her heart, and prepared to start working seriously.

But when she caught a glimpse of the student roster on the corner of the table, she couldn't help but reveal a mysterious smile.

"I wonder what will happen to those young ladies if they encounter this bad guy? I'll probably end up like me, deeply entangled and unable to extricate themselves..."

At the same time, the psychological counseling room also welcomed its first real guest of the day.

As Yueba stood in front of the door, she looked around nervously, as if she had done something wrong. Only after confirming that no one was there did she gently knock on the door.

"Hello, I……"