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

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Makoto Jingu's movements were gentle and soothing, yet they made Rinko Akiyama's muscles tense up.

As a demon ninja, she was highly vigilant about any movement near her neck, but at this moment, this vigilance transformed into a series of strange sensations that traveled up her spine and into her mind.

Makoto Jingu continued his exploration, eventually plunging into that deep ravine.

The hot breath exhaled by her lover caused Akiyama Rinko's pretty face to instantly flush with two intoxicating blushes.

After a long while, he moved upwards from that depth, and the roses on both sides bloomed shyly between his teeth.

Meanwhile, Makoto Jingu's other hand was also busy, searching for Rinko Akiyama's core compartment as he descended.

His fingertips touched the smooth surface of the cabin, and the slippery feel surprised him slightly.

He didn't rush into going deeper, but instead gently traced the outline with his fingertips, playing a piece of music like a piano master.

After playing with it for a long time, Jingu Makoto finally sent out two scouts to investigate.

Rinko Akiyama frowned slightly, her body instinctively putting up a resistance.

She bit her cherry lips tightly, her long, powerful legs straining involuntarily.

Faced with the enemy's resistance, Makoto Jingu had his own methods.

The rhythmic teasing of the tongue and the advance and retreat of the fingers formed a deadly chord, instantly turning the girl's resistance into a pool of spring water.

"Hmm~ Ugh—"

Under Makoto Jingu's skillful playing, the girl's delicate body arched slightly like a crescent moon.

A mournful cry, like that of a young animal, escaped from its throat.

"Ah...ah—!"

How can the canal be so clear? Because it has a source of living water.

The waves subsided, but Makoto Jingu was not in a hurry. Instead, he bent down and kissed the girl's small earlobe.

Rinko Akiyama lay on the bed, slowly calming her turbulent emotions.

In close proximity, she could feel the burning flames emanating from her lover.

Although he was eager, he was willing to slow down for her. This discovery made Akiyama Rinko's heart even sweeter.

She took Jingu Makoto's hand and placed it on his plump, snowy breasts.

"Chengjun..."

No words were needed; the girl's shy expression and the sound of her racing heart said it all.

"I am coming."

Makoto Jingu gently kissed her soft, cherry-like lips, then adjusted his position, slightly shifting his waist—

On the bed sheet, red plum blossoms are just beginning to bloom.

"Um--!"

Rinko Akiyama frowned suddenly, but soon she realized that it wasn't as painful as she had imagined.

As it slowly penetrated deeper, the warm, moist interior contracted repeatedly, drawing him in with an irresistible force, causing Jingu Makoto to let out a long sigh.

He suppressed his urge to thrust, looked into the girl's dreamy eyes, and asked, "Does it hurt, um—"

Rinko Akiyama embraced Makoto Jingu's head, using her honeyed lips to stop the man from saying anything more, and answered him with a hot, wet kiss.

Her lips and tongue, which refused to stop moving, and her long, white legs, which tightly wrapped around the man's waist, seemed to be silently telling Jingu Makoto, "Don't have any worries, just move."

"Mmm...mmm...ah..."

Sensing her feelings at that moment, Makoto Jingu began to sway his hips, accompanied by a series of beautiful and rhythmic songs.

But soon, Makoto Jingu realized that this was not enough.

As a highly trained anti-demon ninja, Rinko Akiyama possesses balance and flexibility far exceeding that of ordinary people.

These simple actions were a piece of cake for her.

She had even begun to sound the horn of counterattack, manipulating and squeezing him at varying speeds, trying to drain him dry.

So, Shingu Makoto no longer showed any mercy to the woman; he pushed aside the long legs that were wrapped around his waist and brought them to his chest.

At this moment, Akiyama Rinko's body seemed to be folded up, with her legs draped over Jingu Makoto's shoulders.

This position brings the two people closer together.

Jingu Makoto's movements were powerful and swift, like a tireless machine.

He repeatedly rammed the inner door of the core module, trying to break it down.

At the same time, both hands wrap around the slender thighs, grasp the soft, snowy flesh, and transform it into various alluring shapes.

Not only that, he leaned down again, taking away Akiyama Rinko's right to speak.

The red snake nimbly slid into the sandalwood mouth, plundering the treasures and fragrance.

The sudden change of pace caught Akiyama Rinko completely off guard.

"Waaah...no..."

The intense feeling of pressure fueled Jingu Makoto's enthusiasm, prompting him to increase the intensity and frequency of his thrusts.

“Oh…too…fast…”

"...Cheng-kun~"

The triple, fierce offensive had a noticeable effect, and Akiyama Rinko's words became intermittent.

Even the powerful Anti-Demon Ninja was utterly defeated by Jingu Makoto's serious offensive.

"Alas!"

A sudden surge of undercurrent erupted.

Jingu Makoto let out a muffled groan. He pressed his full strength against Akiyama Rinko's core, and only after emptying his ammunition did he withdraw with satisfaction.

"Mmm...it feels so good inside..."

Akiyama Rinko's dreamy eyes were half-closed, her face flushed as she smiled faintly, her heart filled with the contentment of being one with her lover.

My stomach was slightly bulging from the full meal, and some food had even spilled out...

Jingu Makoto released her hand and then gently comforted her.

"Hmm~" With his comforting words, the girl seemed to regain the courage to fight again.

Rinko Akiyama looked at Makoto Jingu, who stood tall and proud, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Chengjun, continue..."

Jingu Makoto naturally wouldn't refuse the girl's request.

He held Rinko Akiyama in his arms, letting her sit facing him.

With a "plop," the connection was completed smoothly.

A feeling of fulfillment brought a satisfied expression to Rinko Akiyama's face.

She clung tightly to Jingu Makoto's neck, her full breasts pressing against the man's chest, transforming into flat, jade-like shapes.

Jingu Makoto firmly controlled the rhythm, each powerful lift and drop was just right, deep and full.

"Clap clap-"

The crisp sound of the collision echoed continuously in the room, each time creating a large splash of water.

"Uh-huh……"

However, Rinko Akiyama quickly adapted again, and her body control as a demon ninja was now clearly evident.

A melodious and graceful song followed, creating a perfect duet for the night.

Chapter 92 Small Animal Combinations

The next day, early in the morning.

Before the sun had fully risen, Makoto Jingu opened his eyes. He subconsciously moved his arm, felt a warm touch in his arms, and turned his head to the side.

Rinko Akiyama curled up quietly in his arms, her breathing steady and long, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush from her deep sleep.

Jingu Makoto didn't move; he just watched quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Akiyama Rinko's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Once her hazy gaze focused, she noticed something and turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting Jingu Makoto's.

With a smile playing on his lips, Makoto Jingu tightened his arms around her waist and said softly, "Good morning, Rinko-chan."

The images from last night flooded her mind instantly, and Rinko Akiyama's cheeks quickly flushed, the color spreading all the way to her ears.

Her eyes darted away, avoiding his gaze, but she still managed to stammer out, "Good morning, Cheng-kun."

The body in his arms was soft and warm, and Makoto Jingu felt a little distracted.

He gently poked the smooth, hairless core chamber and chuckled, "Rinko, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Akiyama Rinko already understood his intention.

"No!" She immediately moved back, creating some distance. "I... I have a mission this afternoon..."

In fact, given her physical condition, she wouldn't be affected by this, but Rinko Akiyama was more worried that she would become addicted to it and completely forget about her business.

Jingu Makoto pressed closer, his warm lips whispering in her ear, "Don't worry, just once."

The warmth from her ear and the firm touch against her caused Akiyama Rinko's initial resolute resistance to crumble instantly, and her body went limp.

However, she still looked at the person with some suspicion, muttering, "Really?"

"of course."

Seeing this, Jingu Makoto did not press further. Instead, he released her and lay down beside her, his posture calm: "If you don't believe me, Rinko, you can do it yourself this time. I promise I won't move."

The suggestion seemed very persuasive. Akiyama Rinko looked at him, finding no reason to refuse, or perhaps there were, but she didn't want to look for any more.

"Then... just this once." Her gaze fell on his proud and fierce posture, her voice barely audible.

"Mmm..." After a deliberately suppressed soft moan, Akiyama Rinko took the initiative to sit down.

Her full hips began to rise and fall with the movement of her legs...

However, it wasn't long before she paid the price for her soft heart.

"Chengjun, isn't it already over?"

"It's over. Now, isn't it Rinko herself who wants a second round?"

"No, that's not it, um... ah—"

"If not, why not leave?"

"Big, big liar, oh..."

Time passed, and before the sun was high in the sky, Jingu Makoto was finally pushed and shoved out of the room by the enraged Akiyama Rinko.

He stood shirtless outside the door, listening to the rustling sounds coming from inside. He touched his nose, shook his head, and sighed, "It was clearly Rinko-chan who insisted on coming. I really only planned to come once at first."

Inside the room, Akiyama Rinko struggled to change her clothes, her legs feeling weak. Hearing someone's voice, which sounded like someone had gotten a good deal but was still acting innocent, her cheeks flushed again.

After several hours of morning exercise, she deeply understood a truth: a man's words are deceitful!

"Just wait, next time, I will definitely beat you."

The girl clenched her fists tightly and secretly vowed to herself that she would work even harder in her training from now on.

Meanwhile, Makoto Jingu dressed and left the Itto-ryu dojo under the approving gazes of the Akiyama clan elders.

Going to school at this point was pointless, so Makoto Jingu decided to go to Maesaki City to pick out some gifts for the girls around him.

"What should I buy?" Just as he was pondering this, his phone started buzzing.

When I opened my phone, it was a group chat from the Tsubakihara family.

"Mira Tsubakihara: Kids, I'll be back in two days! Have you missed me? (^_-)"

"I really want to, Mira-san!" Jingu Seijin's interest was piqued as he recalled his promise to Tsubakihara Mira.

Yuna Tsubakihara: Waaah, Kassan, I miss you so much~