Chapter 111

Shirakawa Natsu smiled as she saw Jingu Nao off, but the moment she closed the door, her expression turned terrifying.

“You bastard, Miyuki! Even though I’m exhausted tonight, I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”

His original plan was to first bring the two together, and then wait for them to have a minor argument.

He took the opportunity to use his blond-haired massage technique, and after that, the two got back together.

He can then continue to farm Kanna’s quests and continue to exploit her.

As a result of Miyuki’s shameless and despicable actions, the two have reached the brink of breaking up.

The relationship between the two has become complicated, putting him in a very passive position.

These grievances must be vented.

Shirakawa Natsu took out the adult products she had bought earlier from her room and ran to the door of Mino Shiki’s room.

He raised his hand and pounded on the door, making a “thump-thump” sound.

After the others left, Miyuki hid in her room and did not come out again.

He knocked for a while, but there was no response.

“I hope this guy isn’t in trouble.” Shirakawa Natsu ran over, her anger still burning.

But he also knew that he was worried about this guy.

With a click, the door opened as I placed my hand on the doorknob.

“The door wasn’t locked?” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. After pushing open the door, she saw that the room was completely dark.

He reached out and pressed the button on the wall strap.

With a “click” of the switch, the room was instantly illuminated. Miyuki hugged her long legs and curled up in a corner.

“Hey, you bastard!” Shirakawa Natsumi’s blood boiled instantly. He strode over and yelled at her, “You did all this yourself, and now you’re hiding here? What kind of person are you?!”

He truly grieved for their misfortune and was angry at their lack of resistance.

He knew that Miyuki only had the face of a cold and aloof older sister, and was actually not good at refusing people.

She was hesitant and evasive, but now things have turned out this way, which can be said to be entirely her fault.

Shirakawa Natsu raised her hand, wanting to slap her hard.

Miyuki raised his head and stared blankly at Shirakawa Natsu, a look he had never seen before.

His usually aloof and handsome face was now filled with sorrow, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

“Slap!” A loud, heavy slap echoed through the room.

Shirakawa Natsu slapped her hard across the face without any hesitation.

A hint of confusion appeared in Miyuki’s eyes, as if she hadn’t expected Shirakawa Natsuma to slap her.

“Who are you trying to fool with that expression?!” Shirakawa Natsu said coldly. “Are you planning to hide again, find a corner, and continue to slack off, waiting for someone to forgive you? Maybe you think that by putting on that expression, no matter what you do, you’ll be forgiven!”

Miyuki covered the red spot on his face with his hand and stared blankly at him.

“That’s right, you had some bad experiences in your childhood, so are you taking revenge now? Taking revenge on everyone who loves you?” Shirakawa Natsu shouted sharply, secretly flicking her right hand behind her back. Why is her brother so shameless? Her hand hurt from the beating, but she only had slight redness and swelling.

However, you must maintain your composure at this moment: “How many times has Kanna forgiven you? Do you feel happy when you hurt others? Do you satisfy your desire for control by watching the people who love you grieve for you?”

“I’m not.” Miyuki shook her head. “I just…”

“You’re not good at saying no, are you?” Shirakawa Natsu interrupted her directly: “Those are all excuses. You just enjoy the process, enjoy the process of being valued by others, enjoy seeing others forgive you time and time again and feel smug, just like a child who gets attention by crying and making a fuss!”

“I…” Miyuki covered her face with one hand, “Don’t look at me.”

Shirakawa Natsu ignored her struggles, pointed a finger at her chest, pressed down slightly, and pressed on a dent: “Your heart is empty. You keep trying to get love from others to fill it, but you will never be satisfied.”

He reached out and grabbed Miyuki’s hand, pulled her up, and tossed her onto the bed amidst her surprised expression: “Today I’ll fill you up properly.”

Shirakawa Natsu reached into the bag and took out a ball with straps on both sides.

Amidst Miyuki’s surprised expression, Shirakawa Natsumi held the ball in her hand and shook it, explaining, “It can plug your mouth, restrict your expression, and give you the unpleasant feeling of a foreign object being stuffed into your mouth’s mucous membrane. It can bring all sorts of unfreedom to the body.”

“But the most important thing is that it can rob you of your ability to speak.” Shirakawa Natsu twirled the leather belt between two fingers in front of Mi no Shiki: “When you are tied up, your language is taken away, your mouth is gagged, and you can only groan like an animal, your body and mind will be restrained.”

“Gulp.” Mikoto stared intently at the ball in Shirakawa Natsu’s hand, still reeling from the shock of what she had just heard, and was still a little dazed.

When subjected to strong criticism, a strange sense of obedience arises, and this is the state of mind that Miyuki is in.

“There’s another one.” Shirakawa Natsumi took out another prop from the bag.

Unlike the ball stopper from before, this one is cylindrical in the middle with a leather strap resembling a rein on each side: “This is called a biting stopper. The biting stopper means to bite or hold. As you can tell from its shape, it imitates the reins in horse tack. Of course, it is used in the same way as the reins. You can bite it with your teeth, and I can sit on your back and hold the reins, just like riding a horse.”

He looked at Miyuki’s smooth back as he spoke: “With your figure, you’re quite suitable to be ridden, so which one do you want to use?”

“I…” Miyuki was taken aback, her thoughts in disarray as she was drawn into Shirakawa Natsu’s rhythm, her gaze choosing between the two stoppers.

“Slap!” Bai Xi’s face was slapped hard again by Shirakawa Natsu.

Miyuki stumbled.

“You think you can choose?” Shirakawa Natsumi took out another ring from the bag and said, “This is called a steel wheel stopper. Open your mouth!”

Miyuki was taken aback, opened her mouth slightly, and hesitated noticeably.

Shirakawa Natsu raised her hand to slap him, and Miyuki was so frightened that she closed her eyes and immediately opened her mouth.

He had long since figured out his brother; he just had the face of a handsome older sister, but inside he was a highly obedient person who craved to be filled and longed to not think about anything.

Shirakawa Natsu smiled and reached out, inserting the steel wheel plug and the ring part into her mouth, then securing it in place.

Miyuki immediately realized that her mouth was being held open by the steel wheel plug and she couldn’t close it. After a while, due to the structure of the human body, her tongue could not be retracted for long and could only stick out from the ring.

His mouth couldn’t close, and saliva dripped onto the steel wheel stopper, making it immediately wet.

Shirakawa Natsu smiled and reached out, pinching her tongue between two fingers.

Being able to freely play with this handsome older sister’s mouth, filled with sensitive mucous membranes, is quite a unique experience.

The aloof and elegant woman had tears in her eyes, her cheeks were flushed, and saliva kept dripping from her mouth and falling off the steel wheel plug.

Shirakawa Natsu leaned close to her ear, opened her mouth, and blew her breath onto her tongue: “Now you look like a female dog~”

In the hotel, Hojo Maki looked at her daughter in disbelief. She had thought that her daughter would be furious and blame everything on her for exposing Minoki and Hanabi’s meeting.

For this reason, she even gave her virginity to the friend of the person she liked.

“I’m not seeking revenge on Mikoto.” Kanna Hojo seemed to see through her mother’s thoughts and shook her head. “I don’t regret meeting her. She let me taste the sweetness of love, and I’m really happy. Although the days I spent with her were bittersweet, they will all become beautiful memories.”

Looking at her daughter’s expression, Hojo Maki, as a mother, could sense that she wasn’t lying. She glanced at the bloodstain on the bed, her eyes filled with confusion.

Kanna Hojo also looked at the bloodstains and said, “People always say that this kind of thing is an important part of love, and that you don’t understand anything if you haven’t experienced it.”

“I also want to see if I will change after experiencing men, and I won’t be averse to it if the person is Xia.”

After saying that, Kanna Hojo’s face showed a hint of relief: “I’m glad that I’m still me and I don’t feel any difference. Of course, I don’t mean that Natsu’s skills are bad or anything like that. I’m sure of it, that’s what it is, that’s the feeling.”

Hojo Maki’s expression was complicated. She and her daughter had always had a good relationship and could share many little secrets.

She knew better than anyone that beneath her daughter’s shy exterior lay a strength and independent thinking that surpassed many others.

But today’s topic is still a bit beyond the scope of this topic.

She didn’t know what to say as a mother at that moment.

“I’ve decided to break up with Mikoto. Being with the person you love most doesn’t necessarily guarantee happiness.” Kanna Hojo smiled at her mother and said, “I’m sorry, Mom.”

Hojo Maki was taken aback. She had originally thought that the two of them would drift apart because of this, and their love and hate would turn out like a scene from an eight o’clock drama.

But I never expected it to turn out like this.

She smiled and suddenly said, “Actually, Hua Fei has always loved you too.”

With the love issue resolved, the remaining question is the relationship between the two sisters.

“I know,” Kanna Hojo suddenly said. “I’ve known from the beginning that my sister has always loved me and Mom.”

Concubine Hojo was stunned.

“Whenever Dad brought candy home when I was little, my older sister would always give it to me first. And she’s always been a weakling. I’m always the one who stands up for her when she gets bullied.” Kanna Hojo chuckled. “But that doesn’t mean I’ll forgive her. Dad is a hero, I firmly believe that. It’s also true that he abandoned me and Mom. So I will never, ever forgive her for what she did.”

Hojo Maki remained silent for a moment, as both of her daughters had their own distinct stances.

She was helpless about this.

Suddenly, the image of Miyuki appeared in her mind—cool and handsome.

If it were her, she could definitely resolve the rift between the two sisters.

Hojo Maki shook her head, banishing the strange thought from her mind, and said with feigned ease, “Let’s go.”

“Mm.” Kanna Hojo nodded, stood up, and glanced back at the room as she left, her eyes filled with farewell.

Hojo Maki obviously didn’t expect that Mikoto, on whom she had placed so much hope, would have his eyes covered and drool constantly flowing out of the steel wheel plug.

That handsome face is being severely humiliated.