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Volume 065 I Want to Improve So Much! : The Opposite Choices of Two Slave Girls

Kimura moved into the barrier. He didn't need to go to work or go home on time, so he had a lot of free time.

However, Tsunade also moved into the barrier.

Without her protection, Kimura could not have a secret meeting with Shion.

So, he used reverse spiritualism to go to the basement of the pharmacist's residence to meet the female slave.

Samui and Mabui were originally placed in a sealed box and secretly transported from the Anbu prison to the Yakushi residence.

The outside world does not know what is in the box, and dares not investigate it in any way; relevant insiders will not disclose it to the outside world.

After all, this was transported from the Anbu base directly under the Hokage, and it was an extremely important and sensitive secret. To secretly spy on and leak the secrets was tantamount to challenging the majesty of the Fourth Hokage.

Simply put, Kimura was using the Fourth Hokage's reputation to secretly meet with the female slave.

……

Although the place where the female slaves were imprisoned was located underground, they were fully equipped. Daily supplies were provided by the Hyuga female kunoichi who were responsible for daily inspections.

In the past month, Kimura had not visited, and Samui and Mabui were basically left without anyone to supervise them, leading a relatively comfortable life.

The two of them had only one task every day, which was to exercise their bodies under the supervision of the slug, so as to avoid eating and sleeping, and getting out of shape.

After one month of confinement, the effect is obvious.

The two girls were no longer thin or haggard. Their figures had returned to their most beautiful state and their spirits were relatively full.

When Kimura arrived, the two girls were practicing yoga on the carpet in the living room.

The bold yoga clothes may look ordinary in the closet, but at this moment, they are tightly attached to the two Yunyin beauties, showing their hot curves and attracting everyone's attention.

In comparison, Samui's upper body movements are more spectacular, and he has initially shown impressive potential.

She has blonde hair, blue eyes, a slender figure, and is an extremely outstanding white beauty.

Especially against the backdrop of Ma Buyi's dark skin, Samui looked as white as snow, almost blinding Kimura's eyes.

The amount of yoga exercise is not very large, but after doing it for a long time, the skin will inevitably seep out a thin layer of sweat, which emits a crystal glow under the soft light.

At this moment, the two girls were sweating profusely. Suddenly they saw Kimura coming. Their eyes suddenly fixed, their bodies trembled slightly, and they quickly stopped their yoga movements and stood where they were.

Kimura looked at the little slug and asked, "During this period, my two slave girls have not been disobedient, right?"

The little slug moved its antennae and replied, "They behaved very well. They didn't try to escape or harm themselves."

"Oh?"

Kimura let out a small exclamation, a little surprised, and grinned, "So well behaved?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kimura released the spiritual connection.

Puffs of white smoke burst out, and a dozen small slugs disappeared into the basement. In a blink of an eye, only Kimura and the two female slaves were left in the room.

"It's been a month since we last met. Have you missed your dear master?" Kimura walked up to the two girls and asked with a smile.

"..."

Samui and Mabui didn't know how to respond for a moment.

To say I miss you is impossible, it goes too against my heart.

Saying 'I don't miss you' is tantamount to provoking Kimura and is likely to cause you trouble.

So, the two girls chose to remain silent at the same time.

Kimura hadn't expected any good reaction from the two of them, but female slaves must not be spoiled.

Kimura snorted coldly, his eyes were like knives, and he pretended to be angry and said, "Are you deaf? Answer me honestly!"

Samui had no choice but to answer truthfully: "No."

Ma Buyi lowered his head and replied softly, "Yes."

In the face of power, the two women showed different attitudes.

Samui was colder and more arrogant, but still insisted on being herself, like a lotus on a snowy mountain, untainted by dust.

Ma Buyi is more rounded, trying to cater to Kimura's wishes as much as possible, just like the grass in the cracks of the rocks, adapting tenaciously.

The contrast between the two women made Kimura feel the pleasure of being superior to the female slaves, and he was very satisfied.

However, as the master, how should he respond at this moment? Kimura was a little confused.

After all, although the answers of the two girls were completely opposite, he was quite satisfied with them. He didn't want the two slave girls to be cast from the same mold. It was best if they had different personalities! This would be more interesting!

But, if we don’t treat them differently, how can we justify the contrast between the two female slaves?

Kimura thought for a moment, then took Ma Buyi into his arms, his big hands slowly wandered over her body, and he chuckled, "Since Yinu misses the master, I, the master, will not treat Yinu badly."

As he spoke, he picked up the handkerchief hanging on the wall and gently wiped the sweat from Ma Buyi's face and neck.

After patiently wiping the last drop of sweat, Kimurano slapped Samui in the face with his backhand.

There was a loud slap, and the slap was merciless. A conspicuous red mark of five fingers instantly appeared on Samui's right cheek.

"You lowly girl, as a slave girl, how dare you not think about your master!" Kimura scolded harshly.

He thought that since Mabuyi, the little grass, was willing to adapt to the environment, he didn't mind giving it some preferential treatment and letting Samui next to it feel the gap.

Kimura was very curious about whether Samui would continue to be a noble snow lotus or gradually become stained by the filth of the mud after feeling the difference in treatment.

At this moment, Samui was suddenly slapped in the face, her expression was calm, and she did not feel lost. Compared to being wiped by Kimura, she even felt that being slapped in the face was a reward!

Ma Buyi understood Samui's tenacious spirit very well. No one would be willing to sacrifice himself to please the enemy.

However, now that he was a prisoner, no matter what his own wishes were, he would be humiliated in the end.

After all, freedom was already lost, and it was impossible to seek death. The acupuncture points were sealed, chakra could not be used, and the slugs were always monitoring him, so even if he tried to harm himself, he would be given emergency treatment immediately.

Everything is irreversible.

Since you are destined to be humiliated, why not do your best to please the enemy, lower their vigilance, and then obtain intelligence?

Maybe there is no chance to send out information in this life, maybe it is meaningless to do this, but is there any other choice?

If you have no beliefs and no ideals, what’s the difference between you and a walking corpse?

Ma Buyi now has only one idea, which is to please Kimura and then get the secret out of him.

Samui also understood what Mabuyi did.

In the past month, she also had the idea of ​​obtaining intelligence.

However, when she was really faced with Kimura's bullying, she could not give in. She would rather be slapped countless times, would rather never know the secret of Kimura's strength, than go against her own heart to please Kimura!

In the career of female slaves, the two women chose different paths.

Kimura didn't know the details and had no intention of getting involved with the two beautiful slave girls for the time being.

The most urgent task is to seize the anti-devourment progress.

The most important thing is to exercise your kidneys!

Volume 066: I Want to Improve So Much! : Samui's Suffering Day

The dark room is located a hundred meters underground and no light can penetrate it.

If you don't look at the clock, it's hard to have a specific concept of time here. Only the constant changes in the things in the house can barely show the passage of time.

After slapping Samui, Kimurano ordered the two female slaves to change their clothes.

Yoga clothes are good-looking, but they are not subtle enough. You can see all the beauty in them at a glance, and there is no room for taste. In addition, wearing one-piece yoga clothes makes it inconvenient to do some things.

In comparison, Kimura prefers the combination of skirt, stockings and high heels, and gives orders in the same way.

……

A few minutes later, the two girls changed their clothes as Kimura had instructed, returned to the living room, and stood in front of him.

Samui was dressed refreshingly, with a simple white shirt on the upper body. However, even though the style was loose, it was still stretched out quite beautifully. On the lower body, she was wearing a blue A-line skirt. The hem went past the knees, revealing her slender calves, which were wrapped in black high-end stockings. On her feet, she wore seven-centimeter silver diamond-studded high heels.

Although she didn't try to highlight it, her natural beauty and ordinary clothes couldn't conceal her endless charm.

The golden hair is smooth and silky, falling to the shoulders like a waterfall. A simple hairstyle without any accessories.

Her thin eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were clear and sparkling; her nose was high and her lips were light red.

On the impeccable white face, the facial features are in perfect proportion and position.

She has a beautiful appearance, a tall figure, a cold temperament, and a hint of aloofness.

Samui is like a noble lady standing high in the sky, beyond the reach of mortals.

After looking at her wantonly for more than ten seconds, Kimura reached out and unbuttoned a button on her collar, easily shattering her noble barrier and revealing her graceful collarbone.

Then, he undid two more of them, allowing her to expose more, and then he nodded with satisfaction.

Then, Kimura turned his head and looked at Ma Buyi.

Ma Buyi was dressed very beautifully, in a black striped uniform suit that showed off her graceful figure.

The white tight shirt inside the uniform was stretched tightly; the short skirt only covered one-third of the thighs. The legs under the skirt were wrapped in gray stockings and stepped on a pair of pure black patent leather fish-mouth high heels, revealing a small part of the toes.

The toenails are painted with burgundy nail polish, which looks mysterious and deep under the cover of gray stockings, attracting the attention.

Kimura looked her up and down, put his hand on her waist, and moved it from her snow-white neck to her oval face, passing her rosy lips, her upturned nose, and finally fell on the rose-colored pendant hanging on her earlobe.

Compared to the fair-skinned and beautiful Samui, Mabuyi's appearance is slightly inferior, just like a green leaf setting off the red flower Samui.

Individually, they are all beauties; standing together, they complement each other even more.

After enjoying the beauty enough, Kimura sat back in his chair and said, "I'm not here to chat today, I'm here to find someone to serve me. Who of you wants to be the first?"

Samui looked indifferent and did not react.

Ma Buyi's eyes flickered, and she wanted to flatter him, but she couldn't open her mouth. Unlike the simple compliments just now, this flattery meant deep and long-lasting humiliation.

Even though Ma Buyi was prepared for humiliation, he could not take the initiative to ask for help. After all, he was resisting in his heart. If this was also to please the enemy, it would be too despicable!

However, since you are destined to be humiliated, why not take the initiative and try your best to win the favor of your enemies?

Ma Buyi was conflicted and could not make up his mind.

For a moment, the living room fell into deathly silence.

After a while, Ma Buyi finally prepared herself mentally, and she opened her red lips, ready to ask for love.

Kimura noticed her movements and interrupted her immediately: "Since neither of you have made up your mind, let me decide."

Ma Buyi was stunned, so he had to keep the words to himself. He secretly regretted that he should have spoken earlier. Why did he hesitate? He missed a precious opportunity to curry favor with someone!

"Today, you will serve me!"

Kimurano grinned and pointed at Samui.

He knew very well that in the eyes of the two slave girls, being close to him was a humiliation.

In that case, let's humiliate Samui and tame her cold and arrogant personality, and see how cold and arrogant she can be!

Suddenly being designated by Kimura, Samui's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if falling into an icy cave. As a prisoner, it was impossible to resist, and he could only try his best not to cooperate.

But now, how can I not cooperate?

Samui's thoughts were in turmoil, and he made up his mind in an instant to pretend to be a corpse and not show any reaction!

Kimura had no idea that the slave girl had such thoughts. At this moment, his eyes were burning and he looked at Samui wantonly, his gaze sweeping all over her body.

Power amplifies the desires of one's heart.

Kimura controls everything about the slave girl, so his desires are naturally magnified countless times.

His wanton gaze made Samui feel very nauseous and nervous. She couldn't help but close her legs tightly together without leaving any gap.

Kimura smiled slightly, held his chin, tilted his head and looked at Samui, who was in a state of panic, as if he was admiring a canary in a cage.

His eyes swept all the way to her A-line silk skirt.

The oval shadow of the skirt was reflected on the two slender and well-proportioned black silk legs, and the color was a little darker, like a black hole, exuding amazing attraction.

When dealing with female slaves, Kimura does not need to be overly restrained and can do whatever he wants.