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

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"Relax~"

Since Yukino Fuyuki struggled to even carry a suitcase when they first met, Jingu Makoto perceived her as a fragile mage.

Since that's the case, let's not be as brutal as we were with the Slit-Mouthed Woman and Hanako.

As Jingu Makoto spoke, he lightly kissed Yukino Fuyuki's cherry lips to distract her.

He kneaded the two soft mochi balls while tracing the snow woman's lips and ears with his lips and tongue.

As the snowmelt increased, the spout of the kettle became increasingly slippery.

With the Vajra in hand, Makoto Jingu successfully squeezed into the Pot of Desire.

The spout was icy cold, while the body of the pot was hot and tightly sealed.

The rich, smooth walls of the pot wrap around the vajra, bringing waves of tingling pleasure that lingers in the memory.

Such terrifying evil! I almost couldn't withstand it.

Jingu Makoto continued forward with a sigh, and facing the Yuki-onna who was gradually lowering her guard, he swung his Vajra Pestle fiercely, piercing through the weak defensive barrier.

"Well--!"

Yukino's dreamy eyes unconsciously closed tightly.

Soon, she found that although it felt a little swollen, she didn't feel injured at all. Instead, it felt hot and itchy.

"How is it, Yukino?"

Jingu Makoto reached out and gently stroked her flushed face.

Yukino Fuyuki opened her misty eyes, and her two beautiful legs instinctively hooked around the man's waist.

"It feels so good, Cheng-kun, mmm..."

She let out a shy murmur, then mustered her courage and made a bold request.

"Please come in even more intensely~"

The snow woman's request left Jingu Makoto with no more reservations.

He swept through the depths of the snow-covered winter, stirring up a tempest within the pot of desire.

Pfft—

"what……"

The Snow Woman let out a long, plaintive sigh as she wrapped her arms around Shingu Makoto, lifting her plump millstone as high as she could.

That pot of desire was like a soft, fleshy little hand, constantly squeezing and trying to soften and corrode Shingu Makoto.

However, faced with the iron-hard Vajra, Yukino Fuyuki could only be squeezed dry like a water-soaked sponge.

"Uh...no way..."

The repeated impacts were becoming unbearable for the Snow Woman.

Her jade feet, raised high in the air, kicked like a kitten kneading milk, and a continuous, climaxing song overflowed from her tightly clenched teeth.

!!!

Her beautiful, deep blue eyes were slightly unfocused and lost in thought; the Snow Woman seemed to be floating on a cloud, unable to descend for a long time.

But after a short while, she felt a sudden dizziness.

Jingu Makoto reached out and grabbed one of Yuki-onna's beautiful legs, rotating and lifting it upwards while leaning his own body backwards.

Before Yukino Fuyuki could react, she was flipped over and turned into a thick, flat cheesecake.

Makoto Jingu gripped the Yuki-onna's round cushion with both hands, exerting force like a knight conquering the world.

"Oh oh oh!!!"

Following the powerful lash of the Vajra pestle, Yukino Fuyuki's delicate breath returned to her original loud singing voice.

She lay helplessly on the tatami mat, the snow-white clouds being compressed from their roundness into an alluring flattened shape.

The plump millstone swayed back and forth uncontrollably in rhythm with Makoto Jingu.

While diligently planting rice seedlings, Jingu Makoto asked:

"Yukino-chan, do you like it?"

Yukino Fuyuki tried hard to turn her head, but in the end, she could only hold tightly to the soft tatami mat, tears of happiness streaming from her eyes.

"Mmm... I like it, I like it so much~ But, go slower..."

"No, it feels better to hurry up!"

Jingu Makoto said softly, pulling back forcefully with both hands.

clap clap clap!

An exaggerated wave of waves surged up, and he successfully shoved his way into the round bottom of the pot.

The Pot of Desire seemed to have been conquered by the terrifying Vajra Pestle, and it opened its doors willingly, declaring its surrender.

"Ah... I'm gone..."

"Cheng-kun, give it all to me, give it all to me, oh oh oh, sob sob sob!!!"

Amidst cries that sounded like weeping, the mysterious snowfield once again triggered an avalanche.

"it is good!"

Jingu Makoto let out a low groan, no longer able to hold back.

The terrifying amount of anime instantly washed over the entire Pot of Desire.

"Ugh, I can't stop..."

Yukino's cherry-like lips opened and closed slightly in the deep winter, uttering a muffled murmur before she slumped down like a lump of soft dough.

With a "pop," the Vajra Pestle, which had been working overtime every day, could finally take a break.

Makoto Jingu carried Yukino Fuyuki into the bathroom, and they took a hot bath together.

The snow woman leaned against his chest, her fair and pinkish-white body still twitching slightly.

The Pot of Desire was spraying water outwards with a resounding thud, and beautiful white foam was constantly rising from the surface of the water.

After a long while, having thoroughly cleaned both of them, Jingu Makoto wrapped Yukino Fuyuki in a bath towel and carried her back to the sofa in the living room.

"Yukino, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, very fine~"

After his strength increased significantly, Jingu Makoto's essence became an invaluable treasure to others.

While it's impossible to create an unparalleled powerhouse from a single drop of blood like those ultimate madmen, extending lifespan and enhancing strength are still achievable.

After a period of digestion, Yukino Fuyuki felt that she had regained her strength.

Of course, just to be on the safe side, she still planned to let her lower mouth rest a bit more.

So, the Snow Woman knelt before Makoto Shingu, her face filled with anticipation.

"Chengjun, I want to experience that fiery feeling again!"

Jingu Makoto was surprised that Yukino Fuyuki was so studious that she took the initiative to ask for a spot check on her studies, and he was very pleased.

"Yukino-chan, this time, you'll have to do it yourself."

"Hi!"

Yukino Fuyuki happily lowered her head, absorbing her own future.

"Suck it...suck it..."

written request for leave

I need to take a day off; I don't feel right today.

This chapter will be added tomorrow.

Two updates tomorrow, sob sob sob.

Chapter 175 The Golden-Haired President Takes the Initiative

The interplay of ice and fire continues into the night.

The battlefield simply shifted from the living room to the bedroom.

One giant wave after another sank the small boat named Yukino Fuyuki completely, and then forcefully lifted it up to the clouds, over and over again.

In this symphony of spirit and flesh, the lonely Snow Woman finally found her warm harbor.

……

The next day, early morning.

As sunlight streamed through the curtains and onto Yukino Fuyuki's bedroom bed, Jingu Makoto slowly awoke from his dream.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yukino Fuyuki sleeping peacefully with her head resting on his chest.

A satisfied smile graced the Snow Woman's face, her long, silvery-white hair cascading across the bed like a waterfall of moonlight.

Jingu Makoto couldn't bear to wake her, so he slightly adjusted his position to make her more comfortable, and then quietly admired her sleeping face.

It's quite a strange story.

It's hard to imagine that this seemingly cold and aloof snow woman was so proactive and enthusiastic last night.

Perhaps those ancient legends about the Snow Woman are not entirely unfounded.

Despite Jingu Makoto's gentle movements, the Yuki-onna's naturally keen senses detected the movement on the bed.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then her deep blue eyes slowly opened.

When her vision focused and she could clearly see Makoto Jingu's face, a joyful smile immediately bloomed on her face.

Good morning, Cheng-kun!

"Yes, Yukino-chan."

Jingu Makoto smiled and nodded. Seeing that she was awake, he no longer restrained himself and reached out to gently stroke her silky silver hair.

"How did you sleep?"

Upon hearing this caring greeting, two lovely blushes immediately rose on Yukino Fuyuki's cheeks, and her voice softened.

"It's alright... But I think I understand now why you're so fickle, Cheng-kun."

With a mischievous smile, she whispered, "If it's just one person, I'm afraid no one in the world could handle you~"

You should know that Jingu Makoto only came over yesterday after his big battle with Shirakawa Miwa next door.

Even so, they still routed this snow woman, who was new to the battlefield.

The boy's strength is truly unfathomable.

As she spoke, Yukino Fuyuki's face grew increasingly rosy and radiant.

Because she could clearly feel that the newly awakened Cheng-chan was already poking her delicate inner thigh with its head held high and fierce.

The astonishing heat made her so nervous that she felt like she didn't know where to put her body.

"Chengjun, if... you still wish, I..."

"Okay, it's just a normal morning phenomenon."

Jingu Makoto chuckled and ruffled the snow woman's hair. "Let's go, it's time to get up and wash up."

He feared that if they did it again, the snow woman would truly melt into water.

After a quick wash in the bathroom, Yukino Fuyuki stayed home, blushing as she cleaned up the mess left behind from when the two of them made cream puffs together the night before.

Meanwhile, Makoto Jingu got dressed and went to the door of room 502 next door.

Unfortunately, he and Yukino Fuyuki woke up a little too late.

At this time, the diligent Shirakawa Miwa had already gone out.

Jingu Seiya had no choice but to leave Yoyagi Apartment alone with regret.