Chapter 59

The first rays of morning sunlight shone through the glass onto the battlefield of Yuanquan, revealing a pair of full and firm breasts. Her smooth and delicate arms lay quietly between the hem of her skirt, which was half-lifted, but could not completely cover her plump thighs in black stockings. Her beautiful legs, encased in black pantyhose, glistened in the sunlight.

The gentle sunlight caressed Mrs. Senjougahara’s face, softly wiping away the sorrow on her features. Her steady breathing echoed in the room. A strand of her purple hair was gently lifted. I inhaled the unique and alluring fragrance of a mature woman emanating from Mrs. Senjougahara. Thinking of how many times she had called me “husband” and “darling” yesterday, and how she had unconsciously uttered those words herself, I couldn’t resist the urge to go all out again.

With desire aroused, I naturally took action, running my hands back and forth across Mrs. Senjougahara’s black-stockinged thighs, bending down to kiss her long, white neck, as swan-like as a white swan, my erect penis pressing against Mrs. Senjougahara’s beautiful black-stockinged legs and slowly rubbing against them.

“Hmm…” In her sleep, Senjouhara Izumi was made uncomfortable by the constant itching from behind her. It felt like she was being caressed. The gentle sunlight on her face felt nice. Senjouhara Izumi lazily yawned and suddenly realized that there really was a pair of large hands rubbing her breasts. After a moment of blankness, her mind was swallowed up by yesterday’s memories.

“Mrs. Senjougahara, you’re awake. Did you enjoy what I did yesterday?” I stroked Mrs. Senjougahara’s purple hair and, seeing her stunned expression, couldn’t help but tease her.

“You shameless bastard.” Senjougahara Izumi reached out as if to slap me, but I easily deflected it. I grabbed his arm, turned around, and pinned Senjougahara’s wife down.

“What… are you trying to do?” Battlefield Izumi, wearing black stockings, kicked wildly with her legs and tried to break free from my restraints, but it was obviously in vain.

“Looks like I didn’t manage to get Mrs. Senjougahara to behave yesterday.” I easily restrained Mrs. Senjougahara, and my intertwined thighs began to slowly rub against her black-stockinged legs. I brought my head close to Mrs. Senjougahara’s neck and took a deep breath of her delicate fragrance.

“Waaah… What do you want? I haven’t been home all day. Didn’t you ask me so many times yesterday? Please let me go, okay? If you let me go, I… I’ll pretend yesterday’s events never happened. Let’s all forget about it and go our separate ways, okay?” Mrs. Senjougahara’s nose tingled as she spoke, and her voice became choked with emotion.

“How could I let a beautiful wife like you go so easily? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of anything you need to do at home.”

“Solve it? You’re not going to lay a hand on my family, are you? No, you can do whatever you want to me, just please don’t lay a hand on my family.” Seeing Mrs. Senjougahara’s anxious look, it’s undeniable that the reason she later went astray and became superstitious about cults was initially because of her worries about her family. It’s clear that she was originally a virtuous woman who put her family first, but unfortunately, she chose the wrong path.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything dangerous to your family. On the contrary, there’s something I can do to help you, Madam.” Now that I’m here, I certainly won’t give Mrs. Senjougahara the chance to go astray.

“If you just let me go, you’ll be helping me.” Hearing that I wasn’t targeting her family made Senjougahara Izumi breathe a sigh of relief. In any case, this statement would at least put her at ease.

“Madam, won’t you listen first? This concerns your daughter’s life or death.” Regarding Senjougahara Hitagi, although according to the original story, she should be healed even if I do nothing, my intervention can not only heal her ahead of time, but also ensure that no unexpected situations will occur.

“How did you know that? No… I don’t need your…” Senjougahara Izumi looked at me with surprise in her deep blue eyes. A series of questions made her temporarily forget about the fact that I was taking advantage of her.

“Oh? Really, there’s no need. Compared to you praying to some god for protection, I think I’m more reliable.” My words made Senjouhara Izumi hesitate. Indeed, I was right. It was because she knew that her daughter’s illness was life-threatening that she went from occasionally praying to the gods to becoming more and more obsessed with praying for divine intervention, hoping that a miracle could cure her daughter.

“Tell me about this first, and could you please stop?” When she woke up earlier, Senjouhara Izumi noticed the room’s layout. The young man in front of her seemed to be quite wealthy. Although her family was decent, they were still far from being truly rich. She thought that perhaps he could contact some famous doctors or something.

“How could I possibly stop when faced with a beauty like you, my wife? As for your daughter’s illness, if you’re willing, I guarantee I can cure her.”

“Are you looking for some famous doctor? But even if it’s a famous doctor, according to global cases, the probability of curing my daughter’s illness is very low. Do you think I’m a fool for making such a guarantee?” Zhan Changyuan ignored the first part of my sentence. In any case, it would be good to buy some time, at least to prevent him from taking real action.

That’s right. From Senjougahara Izumi’s perspective, everything I said was just to fool her. She believed me a little when I said I’d find a famous doctor to increase the success rate, or that I’d be guaranteed a cure. Did she think I was a complete novice? Even with a famous doctor, the chances of a cure are very low. So Senjougahara Izumi now just thinks I’m trying to fool her because she’s an ignorant woman.

“It’s normal that you don’t believe me, Madam. How about I show you this first?” According to common sense, it is indeed impossible, but just like how Senjougahara Hitagi would miraculously recover even without my intervention, with my power, this is just a piece of cake. Of course, I would not intentionally hurt myself, so I stretched out a hand, and a seed appeared on it.

“This is…” After I let go of one of my hands, Senjouhara Izumi tried to struggle to see if she could escape from my grasp. I calmly patted her with the hand that was holding her, making her look in my direction. Then Senjouhara Izumi saw a scene that looked like a miracle.

The seed in my palm grew wildly, instantly becoming a kumquat. This miraculous sight made Senjou Izumi stare wide-eyed in astonishment, her deep blue eyes as vast as the ocean, her red lips slightly parted, looking completely stunned.

“Is this real? Or is this magic? A trick?” Senjouhara Izumi forgot to struggle and reached out her fair hand to touch the kumquat leaf. The real touch made Senjouhara Izumi know that this was not an illusion. Moreover, she had seen the entire process of accelerated growth. This was not something that could be done by magic. However, it was so amazing that Senjouhara Izumi subconsciously chose not to believe that it was real.

“Of course it’s real. Can magic do that?” I used my divine sense to pluck a kumquat and put it to Mrs. Senjougahara’s lips. Still in a daze, Mrs. Senjougahara subconsciously opened her mouth. After biting into the kumquat, the sweet and slightly sour taste made Senjougahara Izumi barely realize what was happening.

She then looked at me with a complicated expression. She had never heard of such a miraculous ability before. If she performed it in the church, it might really be considered a miracle. Now, Senjou Izumi was starting to believe what I had said before that I could cure her daughter, even if what I showed was not a healing ability.

“See? This is much more reliable than you praying to the gods, right? Or you can consider me a god, I wouldn’t mind.” I planted the kumquats directly in the yard. Since I’d already planted them, I might as well not waste them. Although Sakuya might say that I’d ruined her well-maintained yard, since suddenly planting a kumquat there would indeed seem a bit out of place.

“Even so, I don’t know if you really believe you can cure my daughter. Besides, your actions are more like those of a demon.” No matter how miraculous, Battlefield Izumi would never forget that the young man in front of her was the one who raped her and still had no intention of letting her go.

“But the one extending a helping hand to you now is indeed the so-called demon before your eyes, isn’t it? And the condition I’m setting is that you only need to fulfill it after your daughter is cured.” Senjouhara Izumi fell silent. As I said, this man had indeed given his daughter hope for recovery. It was just a matter of whether he dared to take a gamble and make a deal with him.

“Anyway, I can’t cure her, so you don’t need to do anything, right? If I can cure her, then you can be my follower, the kind who dedicates themselves to me, body and soul.” Seeing Mrs. Senjougahara like this, I knew she was probably doing it on purpose. Otherwise, if I, who had raped her, wasn’t moved, I would have refused long ago. What was she thinking about?

“I can become your follower, but what does ‘dedication of body and soul’ mean? Isn’t this just what you mean by that?” Senjougahara Izumi frowned upon hearing my condition. Although she had a pretty good idea of ​​what conditions I would propose based on my actions, the so-called “dedication of body and soul” was just another way of saying “mistress.” She didn’t believe that the so-called dedication of body and soul was merely a literal meaning.

“Of course, what use would I have for an ordinary believer? I definitely need a capable believer.” I wasn’t in a hurry for Mrs. Senjougahara to answer immediately. While she was thinking, my hands roamed over her beautiful legs in black stockings and kissed her fair neck.

“Can’t you just stop for a moment!” Seeing that I ignored her and continued to grope her body, Senjougahara Izumi could only force herself to calm down and consider whether she should agree to my conditions. Judging from my performance just now, I might really be able to cure her daughter, but if she agreed, she obviously couldn’t go back on her word. How could she possibly resist that kind of magical power, not to mention her family? So Senjougahara Izumi knew very well that if it worked, she really wouldn’t be able to escape my grasp. Otherwise, why would a woman who valued her family so much think about it for so long?

“Okay, I promise you. Remember, I will only keep my promise after you heal my daughter. Now, may I leave?” After a struggle, Senjouhara Izumi, who loved her daughter dearly, decided to agree to my request. Having made up her mind, Senjouhara Izumi felt physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

“Of course, but I didn’t say I’d let you go back now.” I was quite satisfied that Mrs. Senjougahara agreed to my conditions. Even if she hadn’t agreed, I would have forced her to come. I had no reason to let go of a beauty I had already won over.

“What else do you want to do? Haven’t I already agreed to everything?”

“That’s for later. Now, of course, we’re going to have a big battle with the beautiful Mrs. Senjougahara.”

“No, you just… ah…” A sudden, unexpected insertion caused Senjougahara Izumi to look up and sigh. When she looked up, she saw my arm trembling under her pleated skirt. Senjougahara Izumi knew that I had inserted my fingers into her vagina. Knowing that she could not escape another round of humiliation, Senjougahara Izumi angrily bit my arm.

“Looks like you’re excited too, Madam.” Mrs. Senjougahara’s biting couldn’t cause any harm at all, so I teased her a bit. Then I spread Mrs. Senjougahara’s two black-stockinged thighs apart, inserted two fingers slightly inside, and then swept them clockwise around the inside of her vagina, making Senjougahara Izumi tremble all over.

“Ugh… um…” I exerted force on my wrist and began to thrust. The sudden high-speed thrusting made Senjougahara Izumi’s face flush red. Watching Senjougahara-sama’s small mouth constantly changing shape under my finger stimulation, her slender and delicate body tensed up, I lifted one of Senjougahara-sama’s black-stockinged legs onto my shoulder, thus completely exposing Senjougahara-sama’s genitals to my eyes.

“Madam, you don’t need to be ashamed. At your age, it’s the time when you need it. It’s normal to have this reaction. If your husband can’t satisfy you, let me do it. I’m sure I can satisfy you well, right?”

“No… Ah…” Seeing the beautiful wife’s face flushed red, her naked body trembling slightly as I fingered her, her face filled with humiliation and shame, I became even more aroused.

“Ah…stop…pull it out…” I had Senjougahara’s hands restrained, the pleasure and humiliation surging from her lower body assaulting her brain. Her beautiful black-stockinged legs, draped over my shoulders, kicked wildly in the air. Her exquisitely shaped feet, clad in stockings, traced alluring lines in the air.

“Uh…ah…” I felt Mrs. Senjougahara’s vagina contracting. While admiring Mrs. Senjougahara’s beautiful expression, I slowly bent down and quietly put that small clitoris into my mouth, which made Senjougahara Izumi involuntarily let out a groan.

At this moment, I released my grip on Mrs. Senjougahara’s hand and lay comfortably between her legs, caressing her beautiful legs in black stockings while kissing and probing her full vulva. Mrs. Senjougahara’s labia were somewhat sensitive after yesterday’s fierce battle, and gradually became moist as my soft tongue swept over them repeatedly.

Tears streamed down Senjougahara Izumi’s face as she shook her head. Warm currents flowed from her lower body, and she realized that her body was slowly beginning to respond to my teasing tongue and fingers. The honest reaction of her body filled Senjougahara Izumi with sorrow. Why was her body so uncooperative?

I gazed at the beautiful wife beneath me. Her once dignified and noble face had become alluringly flushed. Her pearly white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and her pink lips trembled slightly under extreme repression. I excitedly stretched out my large hands and made various gestures as they roamed over her breasts and silk-stockinged legs. A series of lewd thrusting sounds accompanied by soft moans rose and fell.

“How is it, comfortable, madam?” I skillfully used my two fingers to probe and tease, while Mrs. Senjougahara’s beautiful legs in black stockings tightly clamped my head. My other hand stroked her firm thighs wrapped in stockings in circles, while I pulled my fingers out and inserted them again.

A thin, viscous liquid seeped from the narrow vagina of Senjou Izumi. My superior skills had almost completely dominated Senjou Izumi’s body. Senjou Izumi could feel the primal desires gradually taking over her body. A hot, humid sensation spread from her lower abdomen and then throughout her body. As I increased my speed, her moans became a continuous chorus, and the gurgling sounds of water were incessant.

“Ah…stop…stop…woo…woo…” Senjouhara Izumi’s hands were grabbing wildly at the bed, the snow-white sheets were wrinkled layer by layer, the thin black stockings glistened in the sunlight, her two stockinged legs kicked wildly in the air, and suddenly straightened without warning. Then her vagina contracted violently, and a stream of warm, lustful fluid gushed out from her flower core. Senjouhara Izumi trembled all over as she climaxed, too ashamed to open her eyes in the face of her own physiological reaction.

“Looks like my fingers have served my wife quite well. Now it’s time for the main event.” I smugly withdrew my fingers, glistening vaginal fluid spilling onto the torn crotch of her black pantyhose, staining it with dark spots. My penis, already throbbing to its limit, parted her two trembling black-stockinged legs, still reeling from her orgasm. Battlefield Yuanquan, utterly defenseless, struggled to twist her hips, but ultimately there was no escape. My hot, thick penis aimed at her two wet labia and thrust forward.

“Ah…” Senjou Izumi couldn’t help but groan, but only a small part of the glans had entered.

“How is it? Does it still feel big?” I said, kneading Mrs. Senjougahara’s silk-clad buttocks.

“Ah…bastard…ah…” Senjouhara Izumi pushed against my chest with all her might, but could only watch helplessly as my body slowly approached. Then I thrust forward and “whoosh…” my huge penis slid in all the way to the root. Once again, Senjouhara Izumi let out a helpless cry. Then my body sank, and my huge, hard penis retreated to the entrance of the hole, and then I thrust it all the way in again.

“Ugh…it’s too big…” Senjougahara Izumi’s snow-white belly arched upwards as the huge penis invaded her, causing her to express her true feelings. In fact, after receiving so much of my sperm yesterday, Senjougahara Izumi had become more easily aroused by me.

“This is a cock that fits perfectly into your pussy, Mrs. Senjougahara’s pussy. You’ll soon feel unparalleled pleasure.” I grabbed Mrs. Senjougahara’s black-stockinged buttocks and started thrusting, while my hands roamed over her long, black-stockinged legs.

“Hmm…you’re talking nonsense…oh…” My thick, long penis went straight to the deepest part of her vagina, making Senjou Izumi open her mouth wide and scream. I, too, felt incredibly good as I reached the deepest part of her honey hole. I grabbed her two silk-stockinged legs, held them on either side of my body, and excitedly began to thrust.

“Plop…plop…plop…plop…” The room was once again filled with the sounds of lewd thrusting and the slapping of hips against her stockinged buttocks. Each of my thrusts filled Mrs. Senjougahara’s tight vagina, scraping the inner walls until they wrinkled and began to flow with love juice.

Battlefield Izumi endured the tingling sensation from the constant friction inside her vagina and the suffocating pleasure of the glans hitting the depths of her honey hole, but helplessly found that the tingling, fullness, and swelling sensations were slowly replacing the initial feelings of shame and indignation, and two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.

I excitedly thrust my hips, incorporating the nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust into each stroke. I discovered that each time I pushed my penis to the deepest point, it would cause Mrs. Senjougahara beneath me to have difficulty breathing, and her expression would freeze for a moment. Clearly, this brought Mrs. Senjougahara great stimulation.

“Mmm, so smooth and tender.” Now Mrs. Senjougahara only offered token verbal resistance, waves of tingling pleasure emanating from her vagina. I then began to caress Mrs. Senjougahara’s beautiful black-stockinged feet again, my large hand inside the black pantyhose exploring irregularly, kneading the smooth skin of her thighs and the inside of her knees.

“Uh…uh…mmm…slower…it’s too intense…” The long, black-stockinged legs were bent at a 90-degree angle, and the thick, long penis went in and out between the buttocks wrapped in the shattered pantyhose of the battlefield spring. Each withdrawal brought out a few strands of lustful fluid, and the warm, moist little hole secreted wave after wave of shameful love fluid under such stimulation.

“Mmm…uh…no…don’t want it…” Under my constant exploration, my thick, long penis could almost effortlessly penetrate to the deepest part of Mrs. Senjougahara every time. The morning sunlight shone into the room, and the lovemaking between the young man and the mature wife continued.

“Madam, your nipples are so hard, it must feel really good, right?” I couldn’t resist teasing Mrs. Senjougahara as I pinched her breasts. Senjougahara Izumi shook her head, a blush slowly spreading across her neck. Although she wouldn’t admit it, she knew her body was increasingly craving intense sex.

“No…no…it’s not comfortable…” Enveloped tightly by a strong and powerful body, as her long-empty little hole was mercilessly filled again and again, Battlefield Izumi was almost losing track of whether she was being loved more or satisfied more. She felt that she was about to break down, and her sensitive body was about to reach its limit.

Hundreds of powerful thrusts overwhelmed Zhan Yuanquan, making her body feel like it was being pierced by waves of electricity. It was only natural for her body to react. Although she didn’t want to admit it, the man in front of her was giving her a pleasure she had never experienced before.

“What a gem! Such a sexy married woman, and you don’t even want to use her. Instead, you let her stay at home doing all sorts of superstitions. Your husband is really useless.” I hugged Mrs. Senjougahara’s neck, maintaining the thrusting motion, and whispered in her ear.

“You… talking nonsense… what… um…” Just as Senjou Izumi was about to retort, I struck her right in the center of her flower again, causing her to let out a series of muffled groans.

“Isn’t that right? If your husband could be like me, making his wife feel like she’s dying and being alive, why would he have the mind to be superstitious?”

“No…it’s…I want to pray for blessings for my family…ah…” Mrs. Senjougahara’s two beautiful legs in stockings swayed rhythmically on my shoulders with the continuous thrusting, allowing me to caress her thighs back and forth.

“Now I’ll bless you, shouldn’t you open your heart and accept me?” I smiled and kissed Mrs. Senjougahara’s cheek, while inhaling the unique fragrance of a mature woman in her hair. My wet tongue traced across her sweaty neck and kissed Mrs. Senjougahara’s small earlobe.

“Ah…” As I licked Senjou Izumi’s earlobe, the words I was about to say were swallowed back, waves of intense pleasure crashing over her brain. “Pfft…pfft…pfft…” The dark red penis moved rapidly in and out between her labia, constantly splashing out glistening vaginal fluid.

“Madam, how does it feel? Do you like this penis?”

“I…I don’t know…ah…don’t ask…um…” A series of moans filled the air as Senjouhara Izumi, whose consciousness was blurred from being fucked, became incoherent. She covered her face and shook her head repeatedly. Her mind was almost unable to think, and her rationality was about to evaporate.

“Plop…plop…plop…” The sounds of my thrusting into Mrs. Senjougahara’s buttocks filled the room, along with the sounds of my lewd pumping. Sweat and fluids sprayed from where our genitals met, soaking her black pantyhose even deeper. My hands reached under her pantyhose, grasping her rounded buttocks, and began to thrust wildly.

“Ah…no…this is too intense…uh…my little hole…can’t take it anymore…” I skillfully stroked and kissed Mrs. Senjougahara’s sensitive earlobes, neck, and the backs of her legs. Her long black stockings stood straight up, and the arches of her feet were clenched tightly. Mrs. Senjougahara, with her brows furrowed, was experiencing an intense sexual encounter that was rare in her life. Apart from the night I raped her yesterday, this was the most intense one yet.

“My cock… mmm… it’s so good… slower… my pussy… feels so good…” Finally, after one deep thrust into the very depths of her honey pot, all of Mrs. Senjougahara’s resistance vanished. Alluring moans escaped from her sensual lips.

“Mmm…uh…ah…too deep…no…don’t…I can’t…take it anymore…ah…” Hearing Mrs. Senjougahara’s moans, I felt as if I had heard a battle horn, and I passionately licked and kissed Mrs. Senjougahara’s neck, pinched her sensitive nipples with both hands and rubbed them gently, while my hips thrust forward to the deepest part of her vagina.

“Ah… gently… a little gentler… uh… so deep…” At this moment, I was holding and playing with Senjou Izumi’s long legs in my hands. She showed no signs of resistance at all and was already immersed in the pleasure of sex.

“Wife, are you enjoying my fucking?” Seeing my beautiful wife’s seductive demeanor and continuous moans filled me with a sense of accomplishment. I grabbed her alluring black-stockinged legs and began to thrust faster.

“Oh…so good…my pussy…so good…I’m going to be…fucked…by this big cock…” With each powerful thrust that reached deep into her pussy, her elegant face seemed to release all its repression, revealing an expression of extreme enjoyment and obsession with sex.

“Madam, your pussy feels so good, it’s gripping my cock so tightly, it’s amazing, I could fuck you a million times and never get tired of it.” I brushed aside Mrs. Senjougahara’s slightly messy purple hair and stroked her flushed cheeks. The alluring sexiness of a mature woman was fully released in that instant.

I licked my dry lips and excitedly kissed Mrs. Senjougahara’s cherry-like lips. The sudden kiss caught me off guard like a storm, relentlessly entwining and caressing my tongue. Senjougahara Izumi’s mind went blank, and she simply closed her eyes obediently, two crystal tears silently sliding down her cheeks as she instinctively returned my kiss.

“Tsk…uh…mmm tsk…mmm…” Two long legs encased in black pantyhose swayed on my shoulders, the smooth stockings giving me a wonderful tactile sensation. Mrs. Senjougahara’s ten small toes curled together, her jade feet bobbing up and down rhythmically with my thrusts.

Battlefield Izumi tightly hugged my waist with both hands, looking at me with teary eyes. Everything in front of her was becoming increasingly blurry. At this moment, there was no pressure from her daughter’s illness, no worries, and no constraints of traditional morality. She just instinctively twisted her body, her beautiful legs in stockings wrapped around me from behind, trying to meet my movements, melting into each and every violent thrust and kiss.

Her seductive moans, a hundred turns and twists, softened my heart and stirred my emotions. The large bed sank deep into me, a testament to the intensity of our lovemaking. Mrs. Senjougahara was now drenched in fragrant sweat, her trembling hands gripping the sheets, the bed shaking with each thrust of our lovemaking.

“Mmm…so deep…so good…no…I can’t take it anymore…mmm…ah…”

“I’m going to shoot into you too, my wife. Hold me tight.” I reluctantly put down the two black-stockinged legs on my shoulders, bent down and hugged Mrs. Senjougahara. Mrs. Senjougahara, who was confused and infatuated by the pleasure, was breathing more and more rapidly. Her hands involuntarily hugged my broad shoulders, and her legs crossed and clamped around my waist.

After a series of rapid, intense thrusts, Senjougahara Izumi suddenly let out a sobbing sound, her head tilted back, her body tensed, and then she began to tremble violently. Seeing Mrs. Senjougahara’s appearance, I bent down and held her small mouth, my glans pressed firmly against her clitoris, and the high-speed thrusting suddenly stopped two feet away. Time seemed to stand still, and the two embraced tightly, kissing each other in a daze.

“Ugh…uh…” The scalding semen reached her core, causing Mrs. Senjougahara to experience a series of spasms throughout her body. Her delicate hands gripped my back tightly as I brought her to another climax. Thick streams of semen gushed out from our point of contact, leaving their mark on the bed.

“Are you satisfied now?” After that, I asked Mrs. Senjougahara for several more times. Finally, around noon, I stopped and rested for a while before Senjougahara Izumi coldly spoke.

“What if I say I’m not satisfied?” I laughed and straightened my still-erect penis.

“This… how can you be so amazing?” Senjou Izumi stared at my penis in astonishment. It had been erect since yesterday, was it even human? How could a woman resist it?

“Of course, I’m not an ordinary person.”

“Um… I beg you, please let me go. I need to go home and take care of my daughter. Let’s stop here for now.” Knowing that she had no chance of escaping from me, Senjou Izumi had no choice but to give in. Otherwise, if this continued, she wouldn’t be able to go home.

“Don’t worry, I was planning to let you go home first, otherwise why would I stop? But you just said we’d stop here for now, which means there will be more later.” I teased Mrs. Senjougahara and pulled her into my arms. Mrs. Senjougahara tried to get away but couldn’t. She pushed me away but it was no use, so she just let me hold her, as if she had given up.

“This… I just didn’t think that much about it. I won’t let you touch me again until you heal my daughter.” Senjouhara Izumi raised her head, pursed her delicate lips, and looked at me firmly with her deep blue eyes.

“Now, Madam, aren’t you letting me hold you in my arms?” After saying that, my hand, which had been stroking Madam Senjougahara’s smooth, fragrant back, wandered over to Madam Senjougahara’s black-stockinged, pert buttocks and gave them a pinch, as if to say, “See, I can touch you however I want.”

“You…this…I…it doesn’t count yet.” Senjougahara Izumi pushed against my chest, struggling to get out, but to no avail. She could only glare at me fiercely and then said angrily. I felt like Mrs. Senjougahara was being coquettish and unreasonable right now, almost like flirting.

“Alright, then let me hold you a little longer, Mrs. Senjougahara, and I’ll take you home.” What could Senjougahara Izumi say in response to my request? She could only turn her head away from me. However, because I not only held her but also touched her all over, Senjougahara Izumi’s cheeks inevitably turned red, making her look particularly alluring.

I couldn’t resist giving her a kiss on the cheek. When Mrs. Senjougahara turned her head to say something, I let go of her first. Immediately, Senjougahara Izumi swallowed the words she wanted to say. She didn’t want to be taken advantage of by me again because of what she said.

“Alright, although I’m very reluctant to part with you, my dear wife, at your insistence, I’ll take you home anyway.”

“What am I going to do with my clothes?” Senjougahara Izumi’s skirt was already wet from the act of lovemaking, not to mention her stockings, which I had torn. How was she supposed to go home like this? She hadn’t gone home all night and had even changed into a new outfit. It was too suspicious. Besides, Senjougahara Izumi hadn’t come up with a good excuse yet. Did she go to her best friend’s house for the night? Or…? These questions were swirling in her mind, and she had no time to pay attention to my shameless words.

“Leave it to me.” I immediately repaired Senjougahara-sama’s stockings and dried her wet clothes. Making love with me really saves resources; even the stockings aren’t wasted. Senjougahara Izumi stared at everything with wide eyes. Although she had already monitored my amazing abilities during the seed growth, seeing this scene still surprised her greatly.

With a complicated expression, Senjouhara Izumi picked up her clothes and put them on. If she was still half-believing before, now her words were much more credible. Of course, it was a good thing that her daughter could be cured, but she had to keep her promise. Thinking of this, Senjouhara Izumi’s mood was very complicated.

“Okay, I’m going back.” With mixed feelings, Senjougahara Izumi got dressed and couldn’t wait to leave. I didn’t linger either, and led Senjougahara Izumi directly to the door. Along the way, Senjougahara Izumi saw a very beautiful silver-haired maid and a villa. She was indeed a wealthy person. When Senjougahara Izumi thought of my amazing ability, money seemed to become insignificant in comparison.

“By the way, I’ll help you with the issue of you not going home yesterday. As for your daughter’s illness, I’ll contact you in a couple of days.” After walking to the door, I called a car for Mrs. Senjougahara. This time it wasn’t Yumi, but one of the female drivers from the company.

“You didn’t do anything to him, did you?” Senjouhara Izumi panicked a little after hearing my words. Could it be that she had brainwashed her husband?

“It’s nothing, just a little technique to make him not doubt what you said.” I just smiled at Mrs. Senjougahara’s words. Of course, I could do that too, but it doesn’t seem necessary right now.

My words relieved Senjougahara Izumi, who nodded to me, got into the car, and drove off. I watched the car drive to the intersection and then went home. It was already this late, so I decided not to go back to the company.