Tokyo: Starting from staying at my mother's bestie's house

After making up her mind, her cheeks and chest were burning with humiliation.

She could only squat down slowly, bend her knees, and let herself kneel on the ground. At the same time, she leaned forward slightly, "I'm sorry, Master, please..."

Before she finished speaking, Orihime, who had been watching the show for a long time, suddenly interrupted: "That's it? It's not sincere at all. Mrs. Machichi, have you forgotten how you apologized to Mrs. Kiyohime before?" …”

This sound, with a bang, exploded in the mind of Hatsuro Yezhenchi.

Kiyohime and Orihime, the master and servant pair, bullied her terribly when she was a child...

Ionuma Isao looked at the butler.

Orihime looked sideways at Machi, her cold face devoid of any emotion, and said, "If you don't know how to apologize, I wouldn't mind helping you recall your childhood experiences in front of the young master."

"you you……"

Hatsukano Makoto was so angry that he raised his head and glared at Orihime angrily.

Her tearful eyes were trying very hard to regain her domineering aura, but after trying several times, she realized that there was no room for any toughness in her current appearance.

……Interesting.

In his heart, Iinuma Isao couldn't help but start to wonder how Zhenchi had been taught a lesson before.

Machichi forced himself to maintain his momentum and glared at Orihime.

Orihime was unmoved and looked back at the young master: "Master, please allow me to teach him a lesson for you."

"Yes!" Ionuma Isao agreed happily.

Hatsu Luye Zhenzhi: "..."

Her vision went dark and she almost fainted.

Chapter 118 Chapter 117: Black silk teacher role play and the tail clamped

"Orihime, what do you want to do!"

Zhenzhi's plump body began to twist, and his red lips were like two ripe cherries, subconsciously tightening.

Faced with her glare, Orihime remained unmoved and came directly behind her, pressed her head with one hand and said coldly: "I just taught Hayasaka some rules, now it's your turn. "

"you……"

Zhenzhi was shocked and said angrily: "What did you do to her?"

"You should worry about yourself first, Mrs. Machichi!" Orihime began to exert force on her hands.

"What are you doing? Let me go..."

Zhenzhi began to struggle hard.

However, in her heart, she was still afraid of Orihime. In addition, Orihime's strength was frightening. Her naturally noble head was forcefully pressed to the floor, and she felt extremely humiliated.

The cold floor, the painful forehead, the torn self-esteem...

When he thought that Orihime and the kid were condescending and looking down on him, Machi felt a faint heat in his belly, and he felt like he wanted to pee after being bullied.

At this time, Orihime suddenly squatted down and whispered in her ear: "Madam really wants to make your big room disappear directly."

"Woo~"

Mrs. Zhenzhi knocked her forehead to the ground and bit her lips.

Of course she knew that the housekeeper was telling the truth. The helplessness in her heart made her feel more humiliated, and her chest began to swell with the depressed emotions.

"The reason why you have such a good skin is probably nourished by your IQ! That's why you have grown into a vase, which is of no use except to look good." Orihime was still humiliating her indifferently.

Zhenzhi was trembling with humiliation.

"Now, Madam has handed you over to the young master." Orihime continued, but her tone suddenly became a little more meaningful, "Madam will not ask how the young master treats you, but if you don't seize this opportunity, you can reach a better agreement with the young master. For a strong relationship. When Madam has time to take action herself, no one in Japan can save you."

After saying that, she let go of her hand and stood up.

Zhenzhi still finds it difficult to let go of her arrogant heart, but she also understands that her current situation is very bad.

Only after this period of time can we talk about revenge again.

She kept kowtowing, her body trembling slightly, and whispered to Iinuma Isao: "Master, please have mercy..."

Ionuma Isao remained silent and left it to the butler to continue his training.

Orihime knew what the young master meant, and immediately squatted down again, correcting Machi's kneeling posture.

Then, he began to guide her to apologize.

Zhenchi had a plump figure, and when she tried to crawl down from her waist, the kimono was too tight, making it difficult for her to move as if she was wrapped in a sheet.

Orihime was behind her and pressed hard with her hands.

Only after hearing a slight sound of clothes tearing, did Machi bend down and make a real Dogeza apology.

She knelt on the ground, feeling extremely humiliated.

Ionuma Isao lowered his head and looked at Machi's embarrassed appearance.

The young man looked calm, and no one could guess what he was thinking right now.

Machi's fair and smooth forehead was pressed against the cold floor, and Iinuma Isao's toes wearing socks could be seen in his sight.

Even though he was kneeling on the ground and couldn't see his expression, he must be very contemptuous... Just thinking about how he looked down upon her, Zhenzhi felt hard to breathe, his heart was beating fast, and he felt an inexplicable pleasure of being humiliated.

At this time, she had long lost her previous domineering attitude. She crouched on her waist, her chest swelled up, and she said: "Master, my tone was wrong before. Please forgive me. I will never dare to do it again. Please Don’t attack Hayasaka…”

She really cared about that maid.

Feeling that it was almost done, Ionuma Isao gave the butler a wink.

"Get up first, kneeling is not good for your knees." Orihime reached out to support Makoto.

"No need for your pretentiousness!" Zhenzhi's body was trembling, but he still pushed the housekeeper away with his backhand.

However, her strength was really useless, and Orihime didn't even shake her body. Instead, she could faintly hear crying in her voice.

"I cried when I was bullied again."

"I don't!!!"

Machi replied angrily.

Orihime didn't tolerate her, so she grabbed her collar and lifted her up from the ground like a she-cat by the scruff of her neck.

The face that had been looking down appeared in front of Ionuma Isao.

Her beautiful and delicate cheeks were stained with tears, her eyes were red, and her body was trembling with grievance.

Ionuma Isao was also a little surprised.

However, the housekeeper looked normal. He must have bullied Zhenzhi until he cried.

"what?"

Ionuma Isao suddenly noticed something on the ground.

Zhenzhi's body stiffened.

The young man suddenly looked over, and his thoughtful look was really humiliating to her.

After all, she was the eldest talker of the Hatsuroye family, and not even Qinghime showed such a look towards her.

...It's such a shame, I really want to take revenge!

Orihime glanced at the ground, then pointed to the bathroom next to the dungeon: "Go and wash yourself, don't go out and be embarrassed."

Zhenzhi's chest was so tight that he couldn't stay any longer, so he rushed into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of water sounded.

Ionuma Isao turned around and looked at Orihime: "Now I really taught her a profound lesson."

"Master, do you still want her to be more profound?" Orihime asked respectfully.

"It's more profound? No way..." Ionuma Isao shook his head and said helplessly, "Just like this, she probably hates me in her heart. If it's more profound, she can't just fight me directly?"

"Master, this is wrong."

"how do I say this?"

Orihime pursed her lips and looked at the young master: "Can I change my identity?"

Iinuma Isao looked at her strangely: "Identity?"

The butler's lips were as red as washed cherries, and the skin was so thin that it seemed as if juice could ooze out.

"I want to tell you some truth, of course, as a teacher." As she said that, Orihime bowed slightly, and her snow-white slender neck leaned towards the young master, "So, please let Orihime change her clothes temporarily. clothing."

"Is there such a good thing?" Ionuma Isao smiled strangely.

Orihime straightened up, turned around, opened her long legs, and came to the closet.

The closet door opened slightly, and Ionuma Isao's eyes immediately looked in.

All kinds of strange H uniforms came into his sight, including nurses, maids, bunny girls, all-black rubber sexy nun suits, etc.

"Do you really want to change?" Ionuma Isao's eyes widened.

Orihime's breathing gradually quickened as her hands rummaged through the closet.

After searching for a while, she pulled out a slightly more serious outfit and said calmly: "Just wear this."

"Should I avoid it too?" Iinuma Isao asked eagerly.

Orihime lowered her voice and said, "Master, if you want to see it, of course you can."

"I'm still looking forward to the finished product." Ionuma Isao smiled and turned around.

The sound of clothes falling to the ground soon sounded behind him, and he automatically pictured the scene of a woman changing clothes in his mind.

Orihime put on a teacher's uniform, with black stockings on her legs and high black patent leather high heels.

"I've changed it," she said softly.

Ionuma Isao turned around and saw her straightening up her five fingers and pulling down the latex black gloves.

The original conservative kimono was replaced by an off-shoulder black snow satin shirt with a lace collar. The fabric on the chest was pushed up high, and the buttons seemed to fly off at any time;

The lower body is a black hip-hugging short skirt that outlines her charming curves. The shiny black stockings wrap her tight legs. A pair of red-soled stiletto heels make her figure even more graceful.