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But Ryoko Arishima, with her porcelain doll-like innocent appearance, presents a completely different visual effect.
"Ding-dong!" My phone beeped with a notification that a text message had been sent.
Ryoko Arishima's expression froze on her face, as if she had been petrified.
Shirakawa Natsu raised her camera and snapped a picture of her expression.
"Miss Ryoko, your expression right now is saying that you want more."
“No… I…” Ryoko Arishima’s expression was strange, her big, dark eyes widened, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her breathing became heavier and heavier: “I’m not.”
“No, you are.” Shirakawa Natsu continued in her ear, “In front of everyone, Ms. Ryoko always pretends to be an innocent and good girl, completely uninterested in erotic things, but the real you is like this.”
He shoved the camera screen in her face: "Who am I going to send this photo to next? If anyone sees you like this, they'll probably just say one thing... Ms. Ryoko, you're a pervert."
"no, do not want."
"Why not? The real Ryoko is a pervert."
As soon as Shirakawa Natsu finished speaking, her hand quietly slipped inside.
Ryoko Arishima's attention was entirely on the camera; she was trembling all over and didn't notice his subtle movements.
But soon...
"Ah!" Ryoko Arishima let out a heart-wrenching scream, then kicked her legs wildly, but her body was bound, and she could only struggle in vain.
Her forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat, and her face was filled with pain.
Shirakawa Natsu's hands never stopped moving, nor did her camera.
The "click" of the camera was like some strange switch, and the pain on Ryoko Arishima's face was gradually replaced by another expression.
Her body shifted on the bed, and under Shirakawa Natsu's deliberate guidance, she gradually pressed herself against Jiang Enhui, who was slumped to the side.
As time went by, the expression on Ryoko Arishima's face gradually became dazed.
Under this level of impact, resistance gradually weakens, and instinct begins to cooperate.
It's like turning off the button called rationality, giving up thinking, and following the body's instincts.
As Shirakawa Natsu exerted himself, he glanced at her expression and knew that the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had arrived.
He quickly typed a number into his phone and swiftly held it to Ryoko Arishima's ear.
The phone emitted a series of "beep" sounds.
Ryoko Arishima then realized that she was on a phone call. After a few rings, a familiar voice came through the receiver.
"Ryoko, is something the matter?"
"Ah..." Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but groan, "So tight."
Ryoko Arishima's mouth was open, drool still on her lips, but her expression was as if she had been doused with a bucket of ice water, her dark eyes wide open.
"Are you listening, Ryoko?" Yu Mukai asked, his voice tinged with doubt. "Are you alright on your end?"
"N-nothing..." Ryoko Arishima had barely opened her mouth when Natsumi Shirakawa used her strength to make her finish her sentence sound like "hmm~". But Natsumi Shirakawa immediately reached out and covered her lips.
"Are you not feeling well?"
Shirakawa Natsu was afraid that the other side would suspect something, so he immediately let go of her hand and slowed down his movements. It wasn't that he had any strange sexual interest.
However, the condition for completing the mission was that it had to happen during a phone call, because he was afraid that the other party would suddenly hang up, and then everything would be for nothing.
At this moment, I finally experienced the bitterness of the Niu Zi trial card; there are drawbacks to the long duration.
Unlike before, when tasks could be completed in less than a minute.
“Yu-kun, I…” Ryoko Arishima clenched her teeth, her mouth slightly open, struggling to keep from making a sound: “I miss you.”
After saying that, she clenched her teeth, buried her face in the blanket, and bit down hard on the sheets.
On the other end of the phone, Yu Mukai hesitated for a moment, then his tone became more surprised: "We've only been apart for a few hours. I had a great time on our date today. All sorts of things happened. Good times always fly by. We were together today, and people even mistook us for a couple."
Shirakawa Natsuya heard the voice on the phone and quickly covered Arishima Ryoko's mouth with his hand. At the same time, he sped up, taking advantage of Mukai Yu's sighs, to finish the task as soon as possible.
"I met Ms. Ryoko at school, and now we meet again after several years."
Shirakawa Natsu's palm, which was covering her mouth, was already covered with saliva, and she continued to speed up.
"No matter when or how we meet, I am always deeply attracted to you, Ms. Ryoko."
Use force, accelerate, shake.
“I can no longer deceive myself. We understand each other. Now all the shackles between us are gone, and we can stay together like this.”
Shirakawa Natsu felt that Ryoko Ayashima's body was burning hot. He couldn't care less about that now. He had to finish the mission before Yu Mukai's confession ended. As usual, he could only speed things up. Luckily, he had stamina potions.
No matter how hard he tried, he didn't feel tired at all; just like the description said, he could play all day long.
There was a pause on the other end of the phone. Yu Mukai seemed to be composing himself, and his voice became deep: "I've made up my mind. From now on, I will live for Ryoko-san and protect her as her boyfriend, partner, and husband."
Shirakawa Natsu felt it was about time; fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
It was too fast, like a relentless drilling machine.
Ryoko Arishima's mouth was covered by her, her big eyes rolled back, and tears mixed with saliva flowed down Shirakawa Natsu's palm.
Even with his body bound, he still bent over as much as possible.
"As I knew," Yu Mukai's voice came through the phone. "He's still hopelessly in love with Ryoko-san."
"Ugh!!!" Ryoko Arishima let out a long groan in her daze, her eyes rolled back, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the bed.
At the same time, Shirakawa Natsuya let out a long breath, his body went limp, and he pressed down on Arishima Ryoko.
Task completion rate: 50%.
"Hello?" Yu Mukai asked, his voice filled with confusion. "Ms. Ryoko? Are you still listening?"
Shirakawa Natsu held her phone, looking down at Arishima Ryoko who had lost consciousness. In reality, it was impossible for her to truly lose consciousness.
The only possibility is that she has shut herself off; simply put, she has completely emptied her mind and stopped thinking.
"Hello! Hello?" Yu Mukai's voice became increasingly anxious: "Miss Ryoko, are you alright?"
"Holy crap." Shirakawa Natsumi was holding her phone, feeling awkward now. Her original plan was to get by with Arishima Ryoko's help.
Ryoko Ayashima is now simply giving up. If this arouses Yutaka Mukai's suspicion, all the previous efforts will be in vain.
At the critical moment, Shirakawa Natsu turned her head to look at Kang Eunhye. She had been resting for almost half an hour since Arishima Ryoko came in.
At this point, there wasn't much time left to think.
He got up from Ryoko Arishima and, without any hesitation, stabbed Kang Eunhye directly.
"Ah, it hurts!" Jiang Enhui exclaimed in surprise, speaking her native language. She opened her eyes and looked at Shirakawa Natsumi and Arishima Ryoko lying beside her in a daze.
Without saying a word, Shirakawa Natsu shoved the phone into Kang Eunhye's ear.
An anxious voice came from inside: "Is that Ms. Jiang Enhui? Are you with Ryoko?"
Jiang Enhui was only stunned for a second. Feeling something inside her, she glanced at Bai Chuanxia, and a smile instantly appeared on her lips: "Yes, Ms. Ryoko is not available to answer the phone right now, um~"
As she spoke, she suddenly opened her mouth, of course, because Shirakawa Natsu had started to move.
"Miss Eun-hye, what are you doing? What happened to Ryoko?" Yuu Mukai also noticed something was wrong and his tone became anxious.
Jiang Enhui tilted her head, her beautiful eyes reproachfully, and naturally shifted her body to a more convenient position: "Don't worry about Miss Ryoko, she can't hear right now. Yu, don't you feel that we share a similar aura?"
As she spoke, she reached out and touched Ryoko Arishima's body beside her.
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and Mukai Yu was instantly drawn to her: "The aura of a kindred spirit?"
“Yes, your eyes.” Jiang Enhui smiled as she unbuttoned Arishima Ryoko’s clothes.
Shirakawa Natsu frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed her mischievous hand; he didn't want to see Jiang Enhui engaging in lesbian behavior.
That would be too bizarre to do it without Ryoko Arishima's consent.
At the same time, he quickened his pace and finished the task while she was talking. Who knows how long he could hold off Mukai Yu?
The second time lasted too long, and at this moment he missed the one-minute time when the mission was already completed and he could hurry up and finish taking a shower.
“Ah ha~” Unlike Ryoko Arishima, Jiang Enhui seemed to have no intention of hiding anything. Her voice was strange, but her thoughts were still clear: “Deep in your eyes, there is a kind of longing~ Although I want to play the role of a high-quality woman, I still subconsciously feel that, ah, this person is my kind.”
"What...what are you doing!" Mukai Yu was a policeman after all, and he could tell from Jiang Enhui's breathing that it was definitely not ordinary. He asked uncertainly, "Are you and Ryoko running?"
"Running?" Jiang Enhui stuck out her tongue and licked her lips: "No, right now I have a man on me, and your Liangzi is right next to me."
Shirakawa Natsu paused, her face darkening, and without saying a word, buried her head and quickly completed the task.
He had anticipated this situation when he called Jiang Enhui.
This strategy was developed by taking into account Yutaka Mukai's peculiar hobbies.
Chapter 208 Filling the Heart
Jiang Enhui's lips were painted with a deep red lipstick, her small mouth was slightly open, and crystal clear saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth to her chin.
As her body swayed, her head bobbed up and down, and she breathed heavily, her voice becoming increasingly seductive: "Mukai guessed it, didn't he? Actually, I'm quite good at that kind of thing."
“Sister Jiang En…” Xiangjing Yu’s breathing became noticeably heavier, his attention drawn to Jiang Enhui’s words, and he no longer asked where Arishima Ryoko was.
Seeing this, Shirakawa Natsu also let out a long sigh of relief, her heart finally at ease.
If the gamble pays off, when Jiang Enhui is subjected to continuous and intense attacks, she will lose her mind, abandon her image as a strong career woman, and become frivolous and talk nonsense.
Yutaka Mukai has a bit of an environmentalist streak, and the two of them together are a perfect match.
Shirakawa Natsu began to increase the frequency of her attacks. Even if everything went according to plan, there was no guarantee that Mukai Yu wouldn't hang up the phone while Jiang Enhui was being provocative.
“I didn’t help Sister Jiang En for this kind of thing,” said Xiang Jingyu at the border.
“Actually, I’m quite well-developed.” Jiang Enhui said, her hand already reaching up to her chest. “I originally thought it would be nice to be with Mukai Yu, to enjoy myself a little. But alas, Mukai Yu, you acted too much like a gentleman.”
"I..." Yu Mukai's voice gradually became more forceful.
"Guess who it is right now?" Jiang Enhui's voice was strange: "The person filling the emptiness in my heart and body~"
"Damn." Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed in surprise. Jiang Enhui really talked a lot, but he could only hurry up now.
But most of the time, the more urgent things are, the slower the efficiency becomes.
Jiang Enhui, however, was enjoying herself and became increasingly unrestrained, while heavy breathing could be heard from the other end of the phone.
Her body swayed, her voice was broken and intermittent, and saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth: "Abandon all that hypocrisy, abandon the past, the present, relationships, all of it, follow your heart, abandon everything up to now, ah~~!"
Bai Chuanxia lifted her legs up, and the phone was no longer held by him, but completely handed over to Jiang Enhui. He felt that the mission was almost completed.
Jiang Enhui's eyes were glazed over, and her face was flushed an unnatural red, yet she continued speaking to Xiang Jingyu: "Let's not think about anything, just let time pass by... close your eyes and enjoy it..."
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, and Shirakawa Natsu suddenly felt something beside her.
Turning my head, I saw that Ryoko Arisuma had already woken up. Her hands were tied, and her face was flushed with an abnormal redness.
She watched Kang Eun-hye's entire performance and knew that the person on the other end of the phone was Mukai Yu.
Yet it seemed as if they had completely abandoned the shame and morality of being human, their eyes filled with intense expectation.
Shirakawa Natsu seemed to know what she was hoping for, and picked up the porcelain doll-like girl and placed her on top of Kang Eun-hye.
Jiang Enhui gasped in surprise, but her eyes gradually became alluring as she accepted the fact that someone was pressing down on her.
Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't find his rhythm, but with Arisuma Ryoko joining in, they quickly changed their attack target.
The task only requires that the final result be on Jiang Enhui; the process is not important.
Ryoko Arishima's voice, which she could no longer suppress, gradually came out. She didn't intend to suppress her voice, and her panting sounds came through the phone.
"Ryoko...is that Ryoko?" Yu Mukai's exclamation came from the other end of the phone.
A fleeting moment of clarity crossed Ryoko Arishima's eyes.
Seeing this, Shirakawa Natsu certainly wouldn't give his true love the chance to awaken the minotaur. Relying on the stamina potion, he accelerated his attack to the extreme, his movements becoming afterimages.
Ryoko Arishima's sliver of reason was instantly shattered, replaced by even greater madness. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, landing on Kang Eun-hye beneath her.
The sound of panting could be clearly heard over the phone.
Yu Mukai's calls gradually quieted down, replaced by increasingly heavy breathing.
An eerie silence fell over the room. The smells and various sounds in the air mingled together, playing a primal and absurd symphony.
Everything came to a close after a series of high-pitched screams.