Zongman: Collecting starts with Shiori

Shikimori Feng held onto Kurumi's waist with both hands to further secure her.

"I'm still waiting to learn your secret from you. If I let you go now, wouldn't I be an idiot?"

“No…no…uh…”

Kuang San was eventually submerged. Although she did not cooperate, she no longer had the urge to struggle.

Just like a bird with clipped feathers, it no longer tries to fly.

Chapter 120: Kurumi and the Toys Whose Positions Have Changed

Anyway, she couldn't resist anymore or maybe she seemed to know something, so Kuang San started to counterattack in a desperate manner.

Kurumi, who had already begun to adapt, lifted Shikimori Kaede's chin, blew a breath of peach air into his face, and whispered seductively.

"That's it? It seems that it's not enough. You really can't do it, Shikimori-san?"

"Wow, you're actually starting to get tough."

Shiki Shoufeng whistled teasingly.

"I can't always be led by you, right? Isn't this putting me at a disadvantage?"

Kuang San giggled softly.

"But unfortunately, no matter what you are like, you are already mine."

Shi Shoufeng pushed her down again and kissed her delicate, white and fragrant neck aggressively.

"Well...you little rascal, don't hurt me too much."

Kurumi did not resist, she just gently stroked the hair on Shikimori Kaede's head.

Because of Kuang San's reluctance, the evil fire hidden in Shikimori Feng's mind was aroused. He sucked hard, and one strawberry mark after another appeared on Kuang San's delicate neck.

"Ah, you little rascal, how am I going to get back to class when the time comes?"

Kuang Sanjiao asked with a smile.

"Never mind, it's none of my business."

"That's right~"

In response to Shiki Morikaze's answer, Kuang San seemed to have known the answer long ago and responded indifferently. Or rather, after she decided to give herself to Shiki Morikaze, she didn't need to care about these things anymore because her heart was already with Shiki Morikaze.

It may sound a little strange to say it, even Kuang San herself is quite unconfident, but when Shikimori Feng told Kuang San his thoughts frankly, Kuang San's heart had already followed Shikimori Feng. She had to choose this man who saw all her ugly sides.

Kuang San was enjoying Shiki Mori's sucking very much. She felt her body becoming light and fluttery as Shiki Mori licked her. A tingling and numbness as if she was being electrocuted flowed through her body. But she felt Shiki Mori stopped.

Just as she was looking at Shiki Shoufeng with a puzzled look, Shiki Shoufeng gave Kuang San a wicked smile.

"Little enemy, what bad things are you thinking about?"

Kuang San asked coquettishly.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I just found something interesting."

Shiki Shoufeng chuckled.

Kuang San rolled her eyes and sighed helplessly. It seemed that she was going to be tortured again.

Although she thought so in her heart, this time Kuang San did not resist as before, but instead felt a little bit of anticipation.

"Hey."

Shikimori Feng immediately picked up Kuang San by the waist and gave her a princess hug, but Kuang San slapped Shikimori Feng in dissatisfaction.

"Why are you making such a weird noise? Are you trying to tell me that I'm heavy, sister?"

"Heavy? Good emphasis, strong enough."

Looking at Shikimori Kaede's playful look, Kuang San was so angry that her teeth were itching, but the dirty words he said made it impossible for Kuang San to respond. No matter how she responded, she would suffer, so Kuang San chose to respond in silence.

But this silence did not last for a few seconds. It was broken when she saw Shi Shoufeng turn on the light and put the chair aside.

"Oh my god, Shiki Shoufeng, you are trying to kill me... No... I should tell you why there is something like this here!"

Kurumi covered her mouth and exclaimed.

It's no wonder that Kuang San was surprised. The main reason was that the stool that Shikimori Kaede found was too strange. The adjustable brackets were placed in a haphazard manner, and Kuang San couldn't think of any proper use for it no matter how hard she tried. Apart from various postures...what else could it be used for?

"Oh, are you scared?"

Shikimori Feng glanced at Kuang San frivolously and said provocatively.

"Don't give me that. I would have tried it without you provoking me. After all, it was your request."

Kuang San gave Shiki Shoufeng a coquettish look.

When Shikimori heard what Kuang San said, he was slightly stunned, then his expression softened a little and he spoke in a negotiating tone.

"Or... forget it. I'm suddenly not interested anymore."

How could the well-mannered Kurumi not notice the change in Shikimori Kaede's expression? She giggled and mocked him.

"Hey, Shikimori-san, have you learned to feel sorry for me now? I think I found a way to deal with you. You are a man who can only respond to soft words and not hard ones~"

Shiki Shoufeng scratched his hair.

"Hey! I noticed that you are a little bit ungrateful."

"Don't feel sorry for me, I am willing, Shiki Shoufeng."

Kuang San kissed Shiki Shoufeng on the lips like a dragonfly touching the water, and then jumped straight out of Shiki Shoufeng's arms. The snow-white in front of her body also swayed, making people dizzy.

"How do you play this? You're an experienced little man."

Kurumi looked at Shikimori Kaede and asked teasingly.

The sharp-eyed Shikimori Feng noticed a controller next to the chair. He picked it up with a sly smile and said.

"I don't know how it works, but I know it's a good thing, right, little woman?"

Hearing the last three words that Shiki Morikaze emphasized, and then seeing the controller in his hand, Kuang San seemed to remember something, and a charming blush instantly spread across her cheeks.

"Ahhh, you're so annoying, I'm going to lie down first, do whatever you want!"

Kuang San pretended to be crazy and stupid, just lay down and closed her eyes, with an attitude of "I'm dead as can be dealt with by anyone".

Shikimori Kaede was also amused by Kurumi, he came over and started to study her.

He first fiddled with the scattered supports, and then placed two of them next to Kuang San's slender thighs. Shi Shoufeng smiled evilly and spread her two white and slender legs on them. A very embarrassing but seductive posture instantly appeared in front of Shi Shoufeng.

"Good stuff..."

Shi Shoufeng's eyes lit up.

Kuang San naturally felt how she was being manipulated, but she was too shy to open her eyes. She could only pretend to be calm and not react.

The chair is built-in, with a slight protrusion in the middle. When Kuang San first sat down, she thought this design was very reasonable.

“Ah!! What is this!!”

As Shikimori Kaede pressed the button, the design that Kurumi thought was very reasonable just now instantly became a very devilish design.

Several rollers like steel balls appeared in that place, and began to roll regularly close to Kuang San. In addition, Kuang San's legs could not move on their own, causing the center of her body to lean on that position. A very nerve-stimulating experience rushed into Kuang San's mind.

"Shikimori...Shikimori Kaede, stop now! Stop!!"

Kuang San bit her red lips, suddenly opened her eyes and begged for mercy from Shikimori Feng.

What caught the eye was Shiki Shoufeng's evil smile.

"Why, are you feeling unwell?"

After saying that, Shikimori Feng domineeringly blocked Kuang San's mouth, preventing her from making any sound. He pried open her teeth with his tongue and ravaged Kuang San's mouth fiercely.

Kuang San just felt that she was about to die. The rolling speed of the ball was getting faster and faster. Under the stimulating friction, she felt that she had seeped out a lot of water. Shiki Mori Feng blocked her mouth, and her hands were also firmly controlled by Shiki Mori Feng. This intense stimulation made Kuang San's eyeballs involuntarily begin to roll up slightly, and she looked like she was dying.

I'm really going to die...Kyousan wailed in her heart, what the hell is this feeling, why does he always find such inexplicable ways to play, is he my nemesis!

Chapter 121: Strange Chair, Can't Control Myself

Kuang San's body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously tried to break free from this invisible sense of oppression, but it was precisely this sudden act of resistance that seemed to touch the secret hidden in the chair.

Her slender fingers accidentally touched an extremely hidden bulge, and at that moment, the air seemed to freeze.

“Pah pah pah pah——”

Following a rapid and regular mechanical sound, several tough straps seemed to be given life from the dark corner of the chair. They suddenly popped out and tightly wrapped around Kuang San's flexible wrists and ankles at lightning speed, fixing her firmly on the seat without leaving any room for maneuver.

"Uh...."

Shiki Shoufeng widened his eyes, looking at the chair that suddenly started to move on its own with an expression of disbelief. The astonishment in his heart surged like a tide, and he couldn't help but lose his voice.

"What the hell is this?"

He uttered the words blankly, confusion laced in his voice.

"??? What did you say? Didn't you lead me in here? How could you not know the secret of this chair?"

Kuang San raised her eyebrows and asked back, a hint of uneasy panic flashing in her eyes.

"I know shit!"

Shiki Shoufeng reacted suddenly, with a hint of innocence in his tone, and waved his hands helplessly in the air a few times, trying to prove his innocence.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kuang San quickly adjusted her strategy and decided to rely on her unique abilities.

She concentrated her mind and attempted to summon her own shadow, intending to use it to disintegrate the cage-like chair.

“Ahem…!!”

However, at the moment when she was gathering her strength, the manually operated steel ball wheels approached silently, and they began to spin and collide madly, making crackling and buzzing sounds and constantly hitting the most defenseless parts of Kurumi.

These steel balls were like a group of hungry wolves, instantly devouring the weak spiritual power that Kuang San had just gathered, causing her attack to fail in the womb and her spiritual power to fall apart in an instant.

"Ah... no... what is this... Shiki Shoufeng... let me go!!"

There was an unprecedented panic and helplessness in Kuang San's voice. Her eyes, which usually held a cunning look, were now filled with fear and confusion. She struggled desperately, hoping to get rescued by shouting.

"Gulu..."

Shikimori Feng inadvertently let out a muffled swallowing sound from his throat, his eyes fixed on the blushing and heart-pounding scene in front of him, unable to extricate himself.

There seemed to be an indescribable subtle aura in the air, which made people's heart beat faster.

At this moment, Kuang San was tied up tightly, with the belt wrapped around her body like a snake, outlining her graceful curves to the fullest while also depriving her of all ability to resist.

Bound by the constraints, her struggle seemed unusually weak, like a willow swaying in the wind and rain, adding a bit of strange emotion.

The most eye-catching thing is the string of steel beads, which seem to be controlled by some mysterious power, sliding regularly and ruthlessly, and each roll accurately stimulates the most vulnerable part of Kuang San's body. The touch of those cold metal beads and warm skin creates a strange contrast, making the skin, which is already slightly congested due to emotions, flush even brighter, doubling the temptation, like a charming flower quietly blooming at night.

With each rolling and touching of the steel ball, the strange humming sound escaping from Kuang San's mouth became more and more frequent. The sound was as thin as a gossamer, but it was full of a side that could not be ignored.

Her face looked even more complicated under the interweaving of light and shadow. The contradictory expression of her will to break free from the restraints and her body gradually indulging in pleasure were intertwined, forming a picture that was both painful and intoxicating, which made Shi Shoufeng couldn't help but imagine.

Don’t mention that Kurumi is asking for help.

Even Shiki Morifashi himself didn't know why there was such a strange chair in the school.

But Shi Shoufeng quickly calmed his originally fluctuating mind, and his breathing gradually became deep and even, like a calm stream flowing through the turmoil in his heart.

He leaned down pretending to be relaxed, his eyes lightly sweeping across Kuang San's beautiful face, which was now a little angry, and there was a barely perceptible amusement in his eyes.

"Would you like me to help you untie this?"

Shiki Shoufeng asked in a leisurely tone.

"Stop... humph... talking nonsense, untie it for me!"

Kuang San tried her best to restrain the restless power in her body that was like a caged kite. Her eyes were like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, flashing a cold and complex light, piercing straight at Shiki Shoufeng, and her words were mixed with anger and urgency.

"Tsk..."

Shi Shoufeng made a disdainful sound, a barely visible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he gently stroked his chin with his fingers, as if he was examining a work of art.

"Okay, but before that, you have to answer a question for me."

Shiki Shoufeng's voice suddenly became low and serious.

"You are not the Kurumi I met a few days ago, right? Although you have the same face, I can feel that there is a fundamental difference between you."

"..."