I, the stepfather of the ninja world!

"However, considering that you taught me how to swim in the sea before, I can be a little lenient and teach you step by step so that you can gradually adapt."

Volume 207: Swimming into the Red Sea of ​​Bonds: Changing Clothes in Person

Kimura's tone left no room for doubt.

Hinata Kasumi frowned, but under the gaze of Kimura's white eyes, she finally stopped objecting.

After all, the humiliation she was about to suffer was in no way comparable to the enslavement the branch family had endured for so long.

Hinata Kasumi really didn't have the face to bargain, nor did she dare to push for more.

She still remembers clearly that when she was at the grave of the Third Hokage, the awe-inspiring intimidation of Kimura's Byakugan penetrated her bones and engraved into her soul, causing her to kneel down in submission involuntarily.

Hinata Kasumi lowered her head, closed her eyes, and said respectfully: "Please punish me, Chief!"

Kimura nodded with satisfaction and patted his thigh.

Hinata Kasumi understood and stood up obediently, sitting on his thighs like before.

Kimura stroked her snow-white thighs, which felt delicate and smooth, like summer ice cream.

Kimura couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mrs. Xia, have you ever worn stockings before?"

In my impression, Hinata Kasumi's feet have always been original, without any nail polish or stockings of any color. They are very simple and plain.

"No."

Hinata Kasumi shook her head. Although she was well-maintained, she was introverted and did not like to show off or dress up.

She had never tried clothing like stockings that could show off her feminine charm.

Kimura raised his eyebrows slightly and gently patted her plump thighs, making a pleasant sound.

"You have such beautiful legs, it's such a waste not to wear stockings!"

As he spoke, he summoned a scroll and took out several pieces of clothing.

"Take off your swimsuit and put on this set of clothes." Kimura ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Patriarch."

Hinata Kasumi picked up her clothes and stood up to go to the cloakroom to change.

Kimura grabbed her wrist and smiled slightly, "Change it here."

"..."

Hinata Kasumi's face turned red. She had never changed clothes in front of the opposite sex before. It was too embarrassing!

Moreover, she did this in front of someone other than her husband. She had no shame at all, just like a lowly prostitute!

This should be the first step of humiliation by the patriarch.

Hinata Kasumi understood Kimura's intention and had no choice but to stand in front of the sofa and start changing clothes. The only thing she had left was probably to turn her back to Kimura.

However, Kimura did not do as she wished and further requested: "Turn around."

Hinata Kasumi paused, pursed her lips, and finally, slowly turned around and continued changing clothes.

The bright sunshine shines into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making her fair skin shine like a top-grade white porcelain vase, making people want to cherish and protect it from the bottom of their hearts.

Kimura stared at the thin-faced, shy woman, as if in a dream.

Last night, he was still thinking about how to develop a bond with the clan leader's wife. But less than half a day later, everything was under control.

Kimura secretly thanked Kaguya for her eye power.

Although the possession of another's body affected his social life, it brought benefits. Not only did it subdue the main family and remove the "bird in a cage", it also laid a solid foundation for the bond with Hinata Kasumi.

……

After Hinata Kasumi took off her swimsuit, there were still some water droplets on her body, reflecting sparkling light in the sunlight.

Apparently, although the swimsuit was tight, it did not fit the skin completely, and some sea water still slipped in through the gaps.

After asking for Kimura's permission, Hinata Kasumi went to the bathroom to get a long towel and carefully wiped the water droplets off her body.

Even though she was being stared at by Kimura, and even though she was very shy, she still moved slowly and carefully, as if she was taking care of a jade artifact. This was the attitude she had developed over the past twenty years as the head of a high-ranking family.

After wiping off the water droplets, Hinata Kasumi picked up the black lace bra on the coffee table.

The style is strapless with closure back.

Hinata Kasumi leaned back slightly, put it in front of her, stretched her two slender arms behind her back, and fastened the steel ring buckle. The movement was very gentle and graceful, without any feeling of effort.

The bra was the perfect size and fitted perfectly without digging into her skin at all.

Kimura grinned, secretly proud of his sharp vision.

Then, Hinata Kasumi picked up the dark red lace panties on the glass coffee table, bent down slightly, raised her slender right leg, and put it in.

Kimura's eyes fell on her smooth back. The two protruding shoulder blades were particularly graceful and charming, with a delicate glow.

When he was distracted, Hinata Kasumi had already put on her underwear and was sitting on the carpet. She bent one leg and inserted her slender foot into the crotch of her stockings, slowly inserting it inside.

Her toenails were trimmed very smoothly, without any scratches, and they went all the way smoothly to the bottom of the stockings.

It was Hinata Kasumi's first time wearing stockings, so she was very careful and meticulous. After adjusting the sole of the stockings, she let the toes fit against the toes, but not too tightly. She found the right balance to avoid her toes being squeezed uncomfortably.

Then, smoothing out the wrinkles along the way, making sure the stockings fit snugly against the legs, he slowly pulled them up to the waist.

Hinata Kasumi put on her first pair of stockings in her life in front of Kimura.

The white and slender legs, wrapped in a layer of delicate black gauze, exude a mysterious meaning in the sunlight, like a work of art, attracting people's attention.

Kimura couldn't help but nodded.

Hinata Kasumi's face turned red, and when she saw the admiration and praise in the clan leader's eyes, the shame in her heart suddenly faded a lot.

Then, she calmed herself down, picked up the off-shoulder silk skirt on the coffee table, and piled it on the carpet. Then, she put her feet into the neckline, bent down, lifted the neckline and pulled up the whole skirt, until it was below her shoulders.

Then, she pressed the collar with one hand and slid the other hand straight to the waist and back, deftly tying a few thin strings. The fabric of the skirt was immediately stretched and it was completely put on.

Even if she let go, the skirt would not fall off and would hang firmly on her body.

The whole person, bathed in sunshine, is dignified and elegant, with a peaceful face.

Seeing this, Kimura picked out a pair of high-heeled sandals from the scroll and handed them to her, then patted the empty seat next to him, motioning for her to sit on the sofa and put on her shoes.

Hinata Kasumi took the pair of eight-centimeter transparent high-heeled sandals, followed Kimura's instructions, pressed the hem of her skirt with both hands, and slowly sat down next to him.

After putting on high heels, her calves became taller and her thighs had to be slightly raised, creating a distance between her and the sofa, causing the hem of her skirt to slide a little.

Hinata Kasumi noticed this and tilted her calves subtly to restore the stability of her thighs to avoid indecent exposure.

The tilted angle of her calf better shows off her graceful arch of the foot, like a crescent moon.

Kimura looked him up and down, and was very satisfied. He advised: "In the future, don't wear those unremarkable robes. Since you are atonement, you must atone beautifully!"

Volume 208: Swimming into the Red Sea of ​​Bondage: The Immoral Woman

After Kimura changed Hinata Kasumi's dressing style, he stopped at the right point and did not rush to do it all at once.

After all, I promised her that I would give her some time to adapt.

Changing clothes in person today was shocking enough.

Now, the clan leader's wife is like a canary in a cage and can't fly out.

Kimura patted Hinata Kasumi's thigh wantonly, left a scroll full of various clothes, and then stood up and left.

Hinata Kasumi didn't dare to sit still, so she quickly stood up and respectfully saw him out of the room. She didn't close the door gently until his figure disappeared in the corridor.

With a click, the door was locked.

For a ninja, this didn't make much sense. There were many ways to get into the house. However, Hinata Kasumi still did it.

Leaning against the solid wooden door, she felt a little comforted and at ease.

Kimura felt like everything was going too fast. Wasn't she the same?

Everything that just happened seemed like a dream.

In front of Kimura, she had no room for resistance and was forced to abandon her integrity and violate the etiquette rules she had followed for more than 20 years.

Even though this was to atone for the main family's sins, for Hyuga Hiashi, it was still an immoral betrayal.

How can I face my husband in the future?

Hinata Kasumi's eyes were dazed as she stared blankly at the bright sunshine outside the window, her heart full of confusion.

If she had a choice, she would rather never have vacationed here, she didn't want to go through this.

But, everything happened.

Hinata Kasumi felt cold all over and felt deeply powerless.

Perhaps, this is how the branch family felt when facing the main family in the past.

Hinata Xia's eyes dimmed and she sighed softly. Suddenly, a feeling of tiredness surged into her heart. She just wanted to have a good sleep and forget all these worries.

She held the door, slowly stood up, and walked towards the bedroom step by step, staggering like a body with its soul taken away.

……

The anti-devourment progress of 12.5% ​​is just around the corner.

Kimura was in a good mood and cooked for everyone, which was a rare occasion.

Not long after, Mikoto came back with little Karin and little Naruto. Kushina, Karin, and Shizune were still on the beach, playing cards with Tsunade who kept losing.

Mikoto came back early to make lunch. She went straight into the kitchen and was surprised to see Kimura busy at work.

"Ano, is today a good day?" Mikoto asked with a smile.

Of course, Kimura couldn't tell anyone about the good things that happened with Hinata Kasumi, so he smiled and replied, "It's a rare vacation, so I'll let you experience a different life!"

Mikoto smiled and said, "Then I won't interfere today, okay?"

Kimura shook his head, took off his apron and said, "I'm not good at cooking, so you should do it. Otherwise, no one will want to eat, and that will be awkward."

"I've already done the preparations, just start cooking."

Kimura said as she handed the apron to Mikoto.

Mikoto blinked, her beautiful eyes flickering. She didn't take the apron, but said softly, "Ano, help me tie it on."

"it is good."

Kimura raised his eyebrows slightly and agreed readily. However, instead of tying an apron for Mikoto directly, he locked the frosted glass door of the kitchen.

Old couples have a special understanding.

Mikoto gave Kimura a playful look.

"Lady Tsunade and the others will be back soon."

After saying that, she pursed her lips and pushed the hair behind her ears, revealing her delicate neck.

Kimura laughed and said, "They will come back if they want to. They won't come here."

As he spoke, he walked behind Mikoto, put an apron on her, and then tied two thin strings into a bow at the back.

Mikoto had returned from the beach and had already changed in the dressing room.

Without Tsunade's attraction, Kimura finally had time to look at his wife's outfit.

Mikoto was dressed in blue today, as if to match the color of the sea.

The loose shirt was stretched to show off her slender curves, and the hem was gathered with a white leather belt and tucked into the waist of the skirt.

The skirt is tight and made of silk cotton. The visual texture is between rough and delicate, and it looks particularly comfortable.

The skirt was slightly slit on the outside of the thigh, revealing plump and firm thighs that were in line with the slender calves below, with delicate and fair skin extending all the way to the rosy heels exposed outside the cotton slippers.

The moment Mikoto put on the apron, the charm that she had just shown in her eyes was gone. Instead, her face was full of concentration. She began to get busy, devoting herself wholeheartedly to the preparation of lunch.

The beautiful face and nice figure are full of homely warmth.

Kimura stood aside, admiring silently.

The restless heart slowly calmed down, and then became restless again.

Then, he slowly walked behind Mikoto, moved closer, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder.