Why does the good husband not forget the past of being bullied by the evil woman after marriage?

However, she knew very well in her heart that this was not a nightmare, but rather the true reality beneath the lies!

The student union's disciplinary director, Shimizu Hiroki, is not as upright and brave as the rumors say. He is not a warrior who takes the initiative to stand up and fight fiercely against the evil and powerful people in this school. He is even a hero who has set off a collective fight against bullying, isolation and many other dark sides!

But behind this seemingly happy ending of the weak defeating the strong, it turned out that she was just a forbidden delicacy that was played with and abused by the powerful and wealthy.

Mizuno Sakurako had heard some of the school's secrets before, and knew how extravagantly those powerful Celestial Dragons in the school played in private.

But even so, these rumors were still not even one thousandth of what she was witnessing with her own eyes!

It was really hard for her to find a suitable word to describe the scene she saw. Normally, just thinking about it would be absurd, enough to cause a great distortion in a normal person's worldview. But it held her gaze tightly, forcing her to think about what it felt like to make that woman look so happy...

Mizuno Sakurako had completely forgotten how long she had been leaning against the door. Her legs, which were so sore from squatting, slowly slid down, and finally she simply knelt on the ground. However, her lower back was still sore and swollen, and she inexplicably wanted to go to the bathroom urgently.

Shimizu-senpai...could he have been forced?

The peeping girl suddenly had this stubborn idea, just like a devout believer who would rather die than believe that the god he believed in would one day collapse and fall.

But she looked carefully at the beautiful boy sitting on the wooden bench, who was only left with one sock. He looked like he was trying to maintain the last bit of dignity and decency, and his school uniform pants on his thighs had already fallen to his heels. Hot sweat flowed through every sunken muscle line under his rapid and heavy breathing.

Even though he was doing such an immoral and shameful thing, and was being bullied and violated by a woman, the expression on the beautiful boy's face was so lewd and depraved, and he looked like he was enjoying himself to the utmost.

It turns out that Shimizu-senpai can also have such an expression~!

Instead of feeling like my reputation has collapsed, why is it that I feel even more handsome for some unknown reason?

When Mingming talked to her, beneath his seemingly gentle and humble appearance, he always had a cold and reserved attitude that kept a distance.

Sakurako Mizuno was so fascinated by what she saw that she couldn't help but worry for Hiroki Shimizu, whose face was flushed. She was really worried that this vigorous woman kneeling on the ground would suck the boy she had admired for so long alive, and her nervous heart was pounding so hard that it hurt her ribs.

Fortunately, the woman suddenly raised her face soon after, no longer having close contact with the boy's strong and powerful thigh muscles. Then, the woman licked her lips and climbed onto the sofa with anticipation, while Shimizu Hiroki slowly broke his noble and slender neck. Mieko couldn't even bear to watch this cruel scene that was completely broken from her beautiful fantasy.

In the end, she still couldn't figure out whether Yuki Shimizu had taken the initiative to fall in, because the woman's thighs looked plump, fleshy and elastic, and she could hardly see the expression on the boy's face.

However, the true colors of this female teacher who dared to have a secret meeting with a male student after class were soon revealed. With the previous experience of Shimizu Hiroki, Mizuno Sakurako was not that surprised this time, but she still subconsciously opened her mouth wide.

How could this woman... How could she be Arisu, the teacher who teaches first graders? !

If Hiroki Shimizu fired the first shot against bullying by setting an example himself, then the female teacher Mieko Arisu has always cared for and taken care of those students who were once bullied as a caring older sister, and can be regarded as the second hero in promoting the anti-bullying movement.

During this period, no matter how naughty the students were, as long as they came in front of Mieko, they would be completely influenced without exception. No one had ever seen her angry. The woman's gentle and moving smile alone was enough to arouse extremely high popularity among the student group. There were even rumors that Mieko was the earthly incarnation of the almighty saint of Hoshino Shrine!

However, Mizuno Sakurako saw that Mieko, who was sitting on the sofa, was holding the back of the beautiful boy's head with both hands. That holy and beautiful face, which was worthy of being called great, was almost distorted and collapsed with an incomparable happiness and excitement. The beautiful filter was shattered again.

Fortunately, Mizuno Sakurako has never been fond of this nosy woman, and she is even annoyed by Mieko's repeated requests for psychological counseling for her, so she has been avoiding Mieko.

Compared to Shimizu Hiroki's deep hatred that he can't hide at all, Mieko's acting seems much more mature. Moreover, even her figure that looks decent on weekdays is fake. I didn't expect that her body after taking off the restraints would look so obscene and pornographic.

Mizuno Sakurako looked down at her own little bud that was still underdeveloped, and felt annoyed by Mieko's big thunder that was about to bury Shimizu Yuki's entire head.

However, these waves of vibrations are enough to prove how juicy and genuine it is.

It was just foreplay, and this back and forth continued for nearly an hour. Mieko, who had taken physiology classes, just remembered that the two of them seemed to have not taken that step yet. At the moment, it was just some more intense flirting and intimacy, and it was far from the point of being completely mixed together.

Somehow, Mizuno Sakurako, who had felt distressed not long ago, became more and more excited. She not only imagined that under the beautiful boy's bright and clean school uniform, there were always neatly arranged various women's bright and rosy lip prints and nail marks, but also that it was the same when he stood on the podium and gave a speech in front of the teachers and students of the whole school countless times...

Maybe it's not just Mieko who is the woman, it just happened to be her turn to play. There may be countless women who have favored Shimizu Hiroki behind the scenes, but do they all love Shimizu-senpai as deeply as she does?

Since any powerful woman can do it, shouldn't she be the most qualified one?

Mizuno Sakurako was instantly inspired, and this tiny idea grew wildly like weeds that could not be burned out, and completely occupied her brain nerves in the next second. She subconsciously threw away the personal thoughts of Shimizu Hiroki, the person involved.

She thought for a long time, then secretly took out her cell phone and turned on the camera...

Just as she was about to press the shutter button, Mizuno Sakurako saw Mieko holding the back of Shimizu Hiroki's head and burying it in the unfathomable ravine on her chest. She turned on a more professional high-definition camera and then showed her signature gentle smile.

"Qiyishui, hurry up and look at the camera. This is the hundredth time you and your teacher have taken a photo together, Cheese!!!"

Seeing this scene, Mizuno Sakurako quietly put her phone down again, because a more specific and detailed plan slowly took shape in her mind.

312. Unbearable to look back & Christmas Eve! Two siblings living together in a rental house

Before they knew it, it was Christmas Eve. Hiroki Shimizu, who had worked all year round, was finally lucky enough to be pardoned for one day and no longer belonged to any of the three women, Mina Sakai, Mieko Arisu, and Yukie Kurono.

But the prerequisite is that when Christmas comes the next day, he must stay with them all day and do his best to meet any requests made by the evil women.

However, on normal days, he would feel exhausted just by dealing with one of them. He hardly dared to imagine the scene of these three ruthless evil women putting aside their prejudices and coming together closely. This would undoubtedly be an extremely orgy party with only revelry and ** madness intertwined!

Just from the excited and playful looks and extremely shrill giggles of the evil women on his back when he left, Shimizu Hiroki felt a dull pain in his bent spine, and the kisses and nail marks on his body were itchy. He began to regret agreeing to the agreement they proposed so hastily.

But soon the image of another weak and pitiful woman appeared in the depths of his mind, his sister Kawakami Yue who came from the countryside, and was also the only relative left by Shimizu Hiroki in this world.

At the very least, he wanted to spend a Christmas Eve that was as perfect as possible with Kawakami Yue.

Standing in the cold December wind, Hiroki Shimizu let out the sorrow that had been pent up in his chest and knocked on the tightly closed door of his home.

This time, the woman in the room opened the door much slower than usual. Only a few slightly panicked questions were heard, and the tone of her usually soft voice was raised very high.

"Who, who? Who is it?"

"It's me, sister. I forgot to bring my keys."

"Ah...Ashu, you're back? You came back so early today. Could you please wait for a moment?"

Shimizu Hiroki was puzzled, but he still waited outside obediently. After several minutes, the door slowly opened.

"Oh my~ I was lying in bed with a groggy head just now, and I woke up hurriedly when I heard Ashu's voice..."

The woman, who was only wearing home clothes, was combing her hair that was scattered on her shoulders. Her clothes were wrinkled from not having time to straighten them out. Her pale facial skin was covered with strange blushes, a very rare expression on a woman's face.

Before Shimizu Hiroki could feel confused, Kawakami Ikue was the first to notice his cheeks that were red from the cold wind. A look of heartache flashed in her eyes, and she moved aside to let him go in quickly.

"I'm back!" Yuki Shimizu shouted in a pretentious manner, then walked into the entrance with a smile and changed his shoes.

"Don't be so frivolous here. Why do you always forget to bring the scarf I prepared for Shu to school? The weather is so cold already."

"I left too hastily this morning. I'll do it again next time!"

Shimizu Hiroki responded casually and walked into the living room. He found that except for the obvious feminine scent in the house after Kawakami Yuue moved in, there was no hot food on the table as usual.

He suddenly realized that Kawakami Ikue might not just have overslept, but something might be wrong with her body. No wonder she looked so depressed.

Behind her, there was another sound of a woman coughing while covering her mouth. Kawakami Yue seemed not to realize that she had forgotten to make dinner. She sat on the sofa, breathing heavily, and her coughing became more and more severe.

"Sister, do you have a fever?"

"How could that be? I'm not wearing as little as Ashu, so how could I get sick?" Kawakami Yue shook her head in disbelief.

"We have a thermometer at home, just measure it."

"I was going to go cook. I forgot something so important!"

The woman was stubborn and tried to stand up with her shaky body. Seeing this, Shimizu Hiroki simply confiscated Kawakami Ikue's crutches.

"Ashu! Are you being disobedient again? Give it to your sister quickly!" Kawakami Yuhui frowned and glared at him.

However, she is no longer the big sister who could scare Shimizu Hiroki into obeying her orders just by deliberately putting on a stern face. The young and ignorant boy has grown into a man who is much taller than her. What's more, she has even degenerated into a disabled woman who cannot take care of herself.

Faced with the thermometer taken out by Hiroki Shimizu, Kawakami Ikue struggled for a while but finally had to admit defeat, and the measured temperature became irrefutable evidence.

"It's a low-grade fever. Sister, take your medicine and go to bed early."

"But today is Christmas Eve, that's such a pity." Kawakami Yuhui bit her lower lip, her tone was so soft and aggrieved that it was hard to hear, like a child who had a temper tantrum, "Did Shu already have a date with someone else? So you wanted to send your sister out on a date?"

"I'm just staying home today and not going anywhere."

"But I haven't washed myself yet. Isn't it too early to go to bed now?"

Before Kawakami Yue could even think of struggling, Shimizu Hiroki had already gone to prepare hot water.

The woman stared in a daze at the tall figure of the boy as he disappeared into the shower room. A hint of secret joy flashed through her heart, and the sickly blush on her face became more and more bright.

Kawakami Yuhui lowered her head and patted the wrinkles on her clothes, unbuttoned the buttons on her collar and looked inside to see the color and style of her underwear, as if she was secretly expecting something.

But before long, she realized how ridiculous this was. The corners of her lips drooped instantly, and she covered her mouth, feeling nauseous as if she had eaten something dirty.

What is she thinking about?

How can a person be so disgusting...

Kawakami Yue felt that she must have been dizzy with excitement. Their current identities were clearly just relatives and siblings who depended on each other. While their relationship was infinitely close, there was always a gap between them that could not be crossed, which was a taboo that others could easily break.

But the more she delved into this immoral and taboo contradiction, waves of fresh impulses swept through her expired and disabled body like a rising tide. However, the end of it all still could not escape the iron law of rot and deterioration.

Kawakami Yue was very clear about this, but when Shimizu Yuki came back with a basin of hot water but deliberately avoided letting her wash her body alone, she became visibly wilted.

"Please wash my feet first, Shu. My feet are so cold..."

She uttered these teasing words that only the most wanton woman in the world could utter, her fair and slender legs weakly hung on the armrest of the sofa and swayed gently. Her feet, which had already taken off their shoes and socks, were exposed to the air, with the blushing soles of her feet facing the innocent-looking Shimizu Hiroki.

Shimizu Yuki finally understood why women have fevers and colds, and sighed helplessly: "Sister, have you always been barefoot without socks at home?"

However, Kawakami Yue found that she didn't dare to look into the clear eyes of the beautiful boy, but she seemed to notice that Shimizu Yuki's gaze lingered on her feet for a long time. The sense of guilt that suddenly surged in her heart hit her so hard that her whole body trembled, and she couldn't help but hum a few soft moans.

Hiroki Shimizu just thought that Kawakami Ikue was in too much pain, so he squatted in front of the woman, held her ankles and slowly immersed them in hot water.

"Is it hot? Is the temperature right?"

"Ah? What did Ashu just say? I didn't hear it clearly..."

The distracted woman pressed the back of her hand against her increasingly hot forehead, breathing weakly, her eyes wandering guiltily around before resting on a photo frame on the coffee table.

The woman in the photo was dignified, gentle and beautiful, especially her pair of tender and clear eyes, which were extremely beautiful. She looked 30% similar to the beautiful boy squatting in front of her, and was also the only relative that Shimizu Hiroki had before he met her.

Kawakami Yue was suddenly shocked all over. How dirty and ridiculous could she be to think of seducing the pure boy who treated her as a sister?

313. Unbearable to look back & the beloved sister of her brother discovered unusual marks on his body

The young man's hands were large and warm, much hotter than hot water. He lowered his head, holding a pair of women's feet, kneading and washing them carefully with a focused and serious expression, with no romantic thoughts in his mind.

As usual, Shimizu Hiroki pressed his thumb on the center of the woman's foot, then applied a little force, pressing the bottom of the graceful arch to create some wrinkles. As the force gradually increased, the damp and cold blood that had been stagnating in the body instantly became activated, and the small heel held in the palm of his hand appeared a delicate flesh-pink color.

He looked at the masterpiece in his hand with satisfaction, put down the fish in his hand, and picked up the other one in the basin.

The sound of splashing water lasted for a while, and gradually it could not cover up the woman's gasps and moans that leaked out even though she covered her mouth, causing Shimizu Hiroki to raise his head in confusion.

Their eyes met by chance, and the beautiful boy's clear eyes instantly hurt the woman's sense of shame, and she finally couldn't help but shout out in excitement.

"What's wrong? Did you hurt your sister?"

Kawakami Yue squeezed out two tears of not only guilt but also joy from the corners of her eyes and shook her head as if nothing had happened.

"Then I'll be gentler."

Hiroki Shimizu reflected on himself and thought that he had forgotten that women’s entire legs did not lose sensation, and that the soles of their feet were probably as sensitive as those of normal people.

The woman sitting on the sofa finally got a moment to breathe. Her temporary return to rationality made her realize that the female teacher who came to her to complain that day was probably lying, but it was also possible that it was just a complete misunderstanding.

Even if Shimizu Hiroki really stole her underwear, stockings and other intimate apparel that she had personally worn, it was definitely not possible that he did so out of some shameful habit.

Perhaps it was simply that boys who were just beginning to fall in love during adolescence would usually have a crush on mature and charming older female teachers, but when she thought of this possibility, Kawakami Yue's heart ached as if it was about to break.

Compared to this, she actually hoped for the former possibility. After all, this way she could seduce her beloved brother like a lustful whore, right?

"Wouldn't this be dirty? I'd sweat from walking around every day..."

"It's more important to wash it clean when it's dirty, right? And it's not the first time." Shimizu Yuki answered casually without even raising his head.

"Well, then, do you think my sister's feet are pretty?"

As soon as Kawakami Ikue finished speaking, she closed her eyes in despair, labeling herself as an undisciplined whore.

Hiroki Shimizu seemed to be facing a great enemy. He knew that most people with physical disabilities are very concerned about the parts of their bodies that have lost their functions.

He really held up the woman's feet and looked at them carefully. They were indeed exquisite and perfect, like an impeccable work of art, white and slender, with faintly visible lavender blood vessels on the instep. The smooth and translucent feel was like a piece of pure natural jade. Even after washing, it still had a pleasant fragrance.

"Yes, my sister has beautiful feet." Shimizu Yuuki gave an affirmative answer without changing his expression.

However, he suddenly remembered that not only Kawakami Yue, but all those evil women who tortured him in various ways had asked the same question.

Out of revenge and rebelliousness, he would speak bad words to them at first, but later he had to restrain himself. Once these bad women got angry, they would really force him to smell and eat.

With the previous experience of those evil women whom he had touched all over their bodies, Shimizu Hiroki suddenly found that he could no longer look at Kawakami Ikue's beautiful feet with a normal gaze, and he was even more unwilling to desecrate the people he truly cherished with some obscene and evil thoughts.

"Ashu has such a sweet mouth."

Kawakami Yue forced a smile as the foot bath entered its final stage. Every time Shimizu Yuki, who was squatting in front of her, scrubbed her toes and soles, her nerves trembled. She seemed to be almost unable to bear it.

The soles of her feet...are really her sensitive area!

Kawakami Yue looked at the whorl on Shimizu Hiroki's head, but just looking at it made her feel lustful. She felt like a fish with its scales stripped off, so sensitive that she would reach orgasm at the slightest touch.

Even though she hadn't done anything, she was already so tired that she wanted to sleep. However, the fire in her body was burning her whole body and she couldn't get relief no matter what she did.

How long will this worthless sister of hers last?