Her mind went blank; all thoughts of learning, memories, and transactions vanished into thin air. Her world consisted only of intertwined breaths, rising temperatures, and a strange, unfamiliar feeling that sent shivers down her spine.

Her mind went completely blank; all thoughts of studying, remembering, and trading vanished into thin air.

All that remained was wave after wave of tremors never experienced before.

The battlefield begins in her room.

On that single bed with blue sheets, she understood for the first time what it meant to be "out of control of one's own destiny."

Subsequently, the war spread.

On the moonlit living room sofa, she learned what a "male dog waist" meant.

On the cold marble kitchen countertop, she understood what it meant to "rise like a cloud".

In the steamy bathroom, she understood what "out-of-body experience" meant.

……

……

When all the storm finally subsided, Yamada Ryo was like a fish washed ashore, his whole body numb, slumped on the living room carpet, not wanting to move a single finger.

She stared at the ceiling, breathing heavily, a thought flashing through her mind.

—This time…it seems like we really made a profit?

This man is not only handsome and rich, but also gentle and not violent. Moreover... his skills are beyond human comprehension, and his techniques are endless.

Selling myself to him seems like I wouldn't lose out at all?

Just as she was lost in thought, a crisp cell phone ringtone sounded.

It's her cell phone.

Ryo Yamada propped himself up and found his phone on the sofa.

On the screen are the four characters "伊地知虹夏".

Yamada Ryo's eyes lit up immediately, as if he had discovered a new continent. He grabbed his phone and stumbled to the kitchen.

Seiji Fujiwara, wearing an apron and humming a tune, took ingredients from the refrigerator, preparing a sumptuous "post-war dinner."

His physical strength is monstrous.

That fight just now didn't even use up a third of my strength.

Da da da!

Yamada Ryo rushed in: "Seiji!"

Hearing the sound, Seiji Fujiwara looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"look at this!"

Yamada Ryo showed him his phone screen, his face beaming with an indescribable excitement!

"It's Hongxia!" she introduced quickly. "My good friend! She must have been very worried about me, that's why she called!"

"So what?" Seiji Fujiwara was even more puzzled.

Why are you so excited to come see me when your friend calls?

Then he saw Yamada Ryo's smile become even brighter and... eerie.

“Seiji,” she said, her eyes shining, “what a great opportunity!”

"I've wanted to try out that classic phone call scene from the book for ages!"

Seiji Fujiwara: "???"

Once again, he was stunned speechless by the girl's peculiar way of thinking.

This Yamada Ryo... he seems even more lecherous than him!

Before Seiji Fujiwara could react, Ryo Yamada pressed the answer button and turned on speakerphone.

"Hello? Liang? You finally answered the phone! Are you alright?!"

On the other end of the phone, Hongxia's voice, filled with anxiety and concern, immediately came through.

Fujiwara Seiji immediately gave Yamada Ryo a look that said, "Please begin your performance."

Yamada Ryo smiled and silently apologized to her friend on the other end of the phone.

I'm sorry, Hongxia.

But I really don't want to miss such a great opportunity!

"fine."

Yamada Ryo responded with his usual indifferent tone, simultaneously removing the oversized shirt that Fujiwara Seiji was wearing.

The girl's perfect body, still flushed and moistened, was once again exposed to the air.

She placed her hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and positioned herself in a highly seductive and convenient pose for the person behind her to "test" her.

The icy touch from her chest made her body tremble violently, and a short gasp escaped her throat involuntarily.

"Well!"

This soft exclamation immediately caught Hongxia's attention on the other end of the phone.

"Liang? What's wrong? What was that sound just now?" Hongxia's voice instantly became tense.

"Ah... no, it's nothing." Yamada Ryo quickly composed himself and replied in his usual calm tone, "I accidentally kicked the corner of the table with my toe, it hurts a little."

"Hey? Be careful when you walk! Honestly, you're still so reckless." Hongxia breathed a sigh of relief and began to complain.

Just then, Yamada Ryo felt a pair of warm, large hands wrap around her waist from behind.

Seiji Fujiwara had already arrived behind her.

The girl felt Fujiwara Seiji's powerful chest pressed tightly against her back, his hot breath spraying against her ear.

Yamada Ryo's body trembled uncontrollably once again.

She signaled to the man behind her with her eyes that it was time to begin.

Seiji Fujiwara smiled, quite pleased with the girl's enthusiasm.

But instead of rushing into the main topic, he was like a patient artist, appreciating and refining his most perfect work.

His hands roamed slowly over the girl's smooth, jade-like skin, exploring every inch of its undulations and curves.

"...So, where have you been these past few days? Why haven't you come to training? You even took leave from your part-time job!" Hongxia continued to bombard him with questions over the phone.

"Um... it's just... dealing with some personal matters..." Yamada Ryo's voice trembled slightly. The wicked hand behind her had found her most sensitive spot and began to tease her rhythmically, gently, and slowly.

An indescribable tingling sensation spread throughout my limbs and bones.

Seiji Fujiwara's actions gradually escalated from gentle caresses.

"Private matters? What private matters? Don't scare me, Liang!" Hongxia was clearly dissatisfied with this answer. "I always feel like something's off about you. Your voice... why is it trembling a little?"

"Is...is it true?" Yamada Ryo bit her lower lip hard, trying to control her increasingly rapid breathing. "It might be...I ate a strange-tasting herb for dinner...my stomach feels a little upset..."

"Huh? You ate grass again?!" Hongxia exclaimed in surprise, but considering Yamada Ryo's consistently strange behavior, this reason was not entirely unacceptable.

"How many times have I told you not to eat wild grass by the roadside!"

Just as Nijika began her "health education" session, Seiji Fujiwara sped up the pace.

He was no longer satisfied with half-hearted teasing and launched a fierce and relentless attack.

"Hmm-!"

Yamada Ryo could no longer maintain a steady voice, and an uncontrollable groan escaped from deep within her throat, carrying with it both pain and pleasure.

Her body swayed violently, like a lone boat being battered by giant waves. Her legs went weak, and she could barely stand, only managing to support herself on the kitchen counter by the strength of her arms.

"Liang?! What happened to you again?! Are you really okay?!" Hongxia's voice was filled with panic.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..." Yamada Ryo's voice was broken and he was panting, as if he had just finished a marathon. "That...that grass...the smell...was really...too...too strong..."

As Fujiwara Seiji looked at the girl in front of him, who was clearly being pushed to her limit but was still stubbornly trying to maintain the appearance of talking to her friend, his "mischievous sense of humor" was greatly satisfied.

He decided to increase the difficulty.

So he increased the frequency and intensity of his attacks, each time precisely striking at the critical point that would cause her to completely lose control.

"Ah...um..."

Yamada Ryo could no longer utter a complete sentence, only a series of incomprehensible gasps and strange nasal sounds that made one blush and their heart race.

"Liang! What are you doing?! Why are there always strange noises coming from your end?" Hongxia was almost in tears.

"It's...it's the sound of the wind...the window...wasn't closed properly..."

Yamada Ryo offered a flimsy excuse.

Fortunately, considering her consistent "weird" nature and her incomprehensible "grass-eating" behavior, although Hongxia was full of doubts, she ultimately did not think in a worse direction.

"In short! You have to come to school tomorrow! I need to see with my own eyes that you're alright!" Hongxia commanded in an unquestionable tone.

"well……"

"That's settled then! Bye!"

The phone call was finally disconnected.

The moment the call ended, all of Yamada Ryo's resolve crumbled.

As Seiji Fujiwara made his move, the two of them simultaneously reached the peak of both physical and psychological pleasure.

Then Yamada Ryo's legs went weak, and he collapsed into Fujiwara Seiji's arms as if he had lost all his bones.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

She was breathing heavily, her body was still twitching slightly uncontrollably, her mind was blank, and she had completely lost the ability to think.

Seiji Fujiwara caught her steadily and exclaimed, "Ryo, you're really good at having fun. I'm sure I'll have plenty of fun from now on."

No need to wait until later.

As soon as Yamada Ryo caught his breath, his extraordinary thought process started working at high speed again.

Take it to heart!

She suddenly rolled over, and to Fujiwara Seiji's astonishment, scrambled to her feet, then squatted down and began a meticulous "post-battle cleanup."

Seiji Fujiwara raised an eyebrow, looking at her with interest.

Oh? There's dessert too?

However, Yamada Ryo's next move completely exceeded his expectations.

While serving customers, she used one hand to pick up her phone, which had fallen to the side, and skillfully unlocked it, turning on selfie mode.

Adjusting the angle—

On that pretty face, still flushed and dazed, a faint trace of humiliation and resentment, as if forced upon her, was deliberately squeezed out.

Then, aim at the lens and press the shutter!

A perfectly composed and story-driven photograph was born!

The photo shows only her face with a humiliated expression, and... a part of Seiji Fujiwara's masculine features that proves what she is doing.

The entire image is filled with a strong sense of immorality and visual impact, enough to make anyone who sees this photo have many thoughts!

After doing all this, Yamada Ryo didn't even pause for a moment. He directly opened Line, found the chat window for 【Ichi Nijika】, and sent the photo!

"Fuck!"

Seiji Fujiwara was genuinely shocked. He was utterly astonished and couldn't help but ask, "Are you crazy?! Aren't you afraid something will happen?"

Yamada Ryo gave him a confident, all-knowing look, put his index finger to his lips in a "shh" gesture, and then stared intently at his phone screen.

……

……

Shimokitazawa.

Is Liang really alright?

Frustrated, Hongxia put down her phone and prepared to go to the practice room to play the drums for a while longer to relieve her frustration.

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