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Miyuki's expression didn't change much; his eyes seemed to say, "That's it."

She's not in a good position right now; her hands are behind her back, she's biting a ball in her mouth, and she's wearing a strange pair of pants.

Shirakawa Natsu had no intention of letting her go. She squeezed out an eye mask, put it on her, and led her by the hand to Arimura Masami.

He used his feet to flip Arimura Masami's body over, so that she was lying face down with her buttocks sticking out.

Chapter 522 The Plan Begins

Shirakawa Natsu's purpose in coming here was simple: to obtain evidence of Arimura Masami's alleged sexual misconduct, to control this beautiful widowed politician, and to use her to get rid of Arimura Masami.

Then, by eliminating Murakami Ryo's last remaining advantage, they can achieve true victory in this battle of the blond-haired youths.

But why did things change so drastically in the blink of an eye?

Miyuki was wearing an eye patch, had a ball in her mouth, and her hands were handcuffed behind her back. She was wearing strange leather boxer shorts, which were called boxer shorts, but bandage shorts would be more accurate. The overall design was to hold the toy in front of her in place.

The target, Masami Arimura, is in an even worse situation.

She was lying on the ground, wearing only a pair of flesh-colored, ultra-transparent pantyhose and high heels.

"Ahem, Miyuki." Shirakawa Natsu looked at his good brother kneeling behind Arimura Masami with his legs spread, the toy facing Arimura Masami, and it looked quite strange.

"If you admit defeat, I might let you go today."

He felt he was in a bit of a bind. He wasn't a sadist; he considered himself a pure love type. The current situation was too chaotic and not his style.

Although Mikoto had a ball in her mouth, a faint smile seemed to appear on her lips after hearing his words.

It was very provocative.

"..." Shirakawa Natsu felt underestimated. After a moment's hesitation, she came up behind Minoki.

The three of them are now in very strange positions.

Masami Arimura is blind and unable to speak. Her thighs and calves are bound together with tape, rendering her immobile. She can only manage to make a weak "woo-woo" sound.

Miyuki was blindfolded and couldn't see or speak either. Her hands were tied behind her back, but her expression was much calmer than Masami Arimura's.

His expression remained that same smirking grin, which was irritating.

"Don't beg for mercy later." Shirakawa Natsu leaned close to her ear and grasped Mi no Shiki's mouth with both hands.

Her figure is enviable.

Shirakawa Natsu had no intention of letting her off easily this time. Recently, Miyuki had acted like a scumbag several times, and this time she had to get revenge.

With her hands down, Mikoto, being a woman, still managed to grab quite a few despite her low body fat.

Separate to both sides.

Then attack.

Miyuki's body trembled for a moment, the force coming from behind her surprising her.

"Ugh?!" Arimura Masami screamed on the ground, struggling as if trying to escape, but her limbs were restrained, leaving her with very little room to move.

"Minoku, are you going to beg for mercy?" Shirakawa Natsu pressed himself against her back and whispered in her ear, "It's going to hurt a lot next."

Actually, the two of them had slept together a long time ago.

Although I've been getting less lately.

But it can be said that he developed it.

Now that he has strengthened his minotaur body, his size is no longer comparable to what it used to be. Miyuki's body is not the plump figure of Aunt Maki.

Moreover, Mikoto's face possesses a kind of androgynous beauty, combining feminine gentleness with heroic spirit and strength.

Shirakawa Natsu was certain that she did it on purpose.

At this point, a defiant spirit shone through her brows, and her slightly upturned lips hinted at an untamed arrogance. Her short hair gleamed in the dim light, adding to her mysterious and dashing appearance.

Facing such a handsome and beautiful woman always increases his desire to attack.

His low body fat percentage made her the most toned among the women around Shirakawa Natsu.

He's actually feeling quite uncomfortable right now; the size is wrong, so there's no question of it being an enjoyable experience.

After he finished speaking, he saw that Miyuki's smile did not diminish. Even with the blindfold on, he could feel the provocation in her eyes.

"You forced me to do this." Shirakawa Natsu was furious, her hands clenched tightly.

A series of clattering sounds echoed in the room.

Due to the special postures of the three people, and the transmission of force, each time Shirakawa Natsu's attack hit Minoki, it would then pass through Minoki and hit Arimura Masami on the ground.

Unlike him, Miyuki brought toys, which caused Arimura Masami's waist to lift slightly with each step back, before she slammed heavily onto the floor with a "thud".

"Waaaaah!" Arimura Masami kept making painful noises.

Miyuki gritted her teeth, cold sweat beading on her forehead, but her smile didn't diminish in the slightest.

Gradually, Mikoto's body was knocked onto Arimura Masami, while Shirakawa Natsu pressed down on top of Mikoto.

The three of them ended up in a sandwich pose.

Masami Arimura was the worst off, being crushed by the weight of two people, her whole body was numb, and she was being hit repeatedly by the transmitted force, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.

Her long legs are no longer hers; they could break at any moment.

The entire process lasted twelve minutes.

Shirakawa Natsu pressed her hands firmly against Miyuki's back, breathing heavily, using all her strength, and pressed her face against Miyuki's smooth back, slowly calming herself down.

He was feeling conflicted, unsure if he had succeeded in conquering Miyuki.

Having recovered somewhat, he got up from her: "How are you feeling?"

He knew that Mikoto couldn't speak, and he wanted to see her embarrassed.

Shirakawa watched as her hands, which were behind her back, suddenly clasped together, and at an odd angle, her right hand emerged directly from the handcuffs.

She casually raised her hand, removed the blindfold and the ball from her mouth, and looked over with a half-smile: "Not bad."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu pointed to her handcuffs, which he had just put on her; these were real handcuffs.

"Some little tricks the teacher taught me." Miyuki shook his wrist to himself, got off Arimura Masami's body, and pulled away the moment she got up.

Ayamura Masami beneath her convulsed, and a splashing sound echoed in the room.

"How much did Genki teach you? Aren't you supposed to be learning martial arts?" Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but complain. Genki's martial arts course included various firearm shooting, and now he even taught you how to break free from handcuffs.

“Yes, as a martial artist, you need to be able to face any possible emergencies. You must first survive before you have the opportunity to use fighting techniques.” Miyuki smiled.

"I can't even refute that." Shirakawa Natsu covered her face.

"Hmph." Miyuki walked up to Arimura Masami, dragged her to the bedside, and laughed, "Let's get down to business and get started."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu hesitated for a second when he saw her miserable appearance, then walked over.

That night, he was acting rather wildly, and several times it was Miyuki who had to massage his back.

Masami Arimura was tied up the entire time and could only passively accept it.

In the end, Masami Arimura seemed to lose consciousness, her eyes rolled back, and she looked like a broken rag doll.

It was as if he had undergone a cruel punishment, collapsing to the ground, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes had lost their former luster, replaced only by endless fear and despair. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was too weak to utter a sound. Her frail expression evoked pity in the eye.

Shirakawa Natsumi wondered for a moment if she had gone too far.

Until the sunlight shone in the next morning.

Shirakawa Natsumi got dressed, handed the place over to Miyuki, and then returned to the Yamagishi Group to begin her plan.

Chapter 523 A girl’s worries

After finishing everything, Shirakawa Natsu swaggered back to the villa, followed by Kazama Rina, the pure and innocent school beauty, who curiously looked around.

She also came from an ordinary family, and she instinctively became nervous upon entering such a villa.

"Boss, who are we meeting today?" Kazama Rina took advantage of the short time in the car to change her open-crotch stockings into normal sheer black stockings.

An hour earlier, the two were at the police station, watching as Arimura Mi forcefully took Murakami Ryo away.

After comforting her for a while, Shirakawa Natsumi took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat and drive, letting her change her stockings. After all, the black stockings under her office lady skirt were now patchy, which must be uncomfortable.

Rina Kazama would actually have more room in the back seat.

But she really wanted to get closer to Shirakawa Natsu, so she blushed and ran to the passenger seat and wouldn't get out.

Shirakawa Natsu ignored her and continued driving.

Rina Kazama was a little pleased that she hadn't been scolded. She then awkwardly spread her legs in the passenger seat, took off her stockings, and looked at the hard lumps in her crotch. She instinctively wanted to put her nose to smell them, but immediately realized that Natsumi Shirakawa was next to her, so she casually tossed them aside.

She took out a wet wipe and wiped her face briefly, but soon found that the more she wiped, the wetter she became. Her cute little mouth pouted, and she suddenly looked a little aggrieved.

Shirakawa Natsu played with her for so long in the office this morning, but didn't satisfy her.

She also hated herself for being so weak; she had only recently become a woman, yet she always seemed to crave it.

She glanced at Bai Chuanxia out of the corner of her eye and saw that he was focused on driving and obviously wouldn't pay attention to her.

Rina Kazama hesitated for a second, then touched it with her finger next to him, thinking it might work.

But the thought had barely crossed her mind before she dismissed it. The innocent school beauty was still quite shy, and she felt she couldn't leave a bad impression on Shirakawa Natsumi.

She forced herself to wipe herself a couple more times with a wet wipe, then rummaged through the car for a pair of normal black underwear. She lifted her long, fair legs from the passenger seat and put them on.

So what if it gets wet? It's not the first time anyway.

"?" Shirakawa Natsu was focused on driving when she saw a pair of underwear pulled out from somewhere in the car: "When did you put this in the car?"

The car he's driving now is a business vehicle provided by the Yamagishi Group; it wouldn't be wrong to call it his personal vehicle.

He had no idea when Kazama Rina had hidden his underwear.

If his woman finds out, wouldn't that be a big problem?

"Oh~ I bought it last time and left it in the car, I forgot to take it." Kazama Rina stuck out her cute little tongue, not daring to meet Shirakawa Natsu's eyes. She would never say that it was because she saw a movie where the boss liked to do it with his secretary in the car.

So she went to a lingerie store to pick out a set of lingerie to keep in the car, and she also bought a vibrator online because she often saw male actors using it on female leads in adult films.

I didn't have a boyfriend before, so I never had the chance to use it.

While she was fantasizing about getting her underwear, she accidentally pulled out her vibrator, which fell onto the car. The boss saw it and said to her shyly, "You don't want other people to know about these things, do you?"

Then he forced her into the passenger seat, and the boss used a vibrator on her.

Of course, these were all fantasies of the innocent school beauty, because she later discovered that Shirakawa Natsu hardly ever touched her.

This left the innocent school beauty feeling very disappointed; before she gave herself to someone, she could only fantasize about it every day.

Now that I've finally given my body away, I can only fantasize about it every day.

Kazama Rina pouted again as she thought about it.

"?" Shirakawa Natsu was driving when he saw Kazama Rina's face constantly changing, sometimes pouting, sometimes looking resentful, and he was completely baffled.

It's so hard to guess what a little girl is thinking.

Rina Kazama is actually three years older than Natsu Shirakawa, but when she's with the shrewd and calculating women around Natsu, she's as innocent as a little white rabbit.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so easily frightened by just one look from their aunt.

Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head and continued driving.

Kazama Rina spread her long, black-stockinged legs on the chair for a while, but seeing that the boss really wasn't interested in her, she reluctantly put them down, put on her high heels, and pouted.

Soon, the car pulled up and stopped next to the Arimura Masami Villa.

After getting out of the car, Kazama Rina looked at the luxurious villa and felt a little nervous. She knew that only important people could stay in such places.

She glanced at Shirakawa Natsu out of the corner of her eye, quite afraid that her performance would embarrass her boss.

"Don't be nervous, come with me." Shirakawa Natsu felt that the pure school beauty's emotions were unpredictable. She looked like a mature and beautiful senior, but she was actually really timid.

"Oh~" Kazama Rina stood tall and straightened her back, trying hard to recall the correct standing posture, following behind Shirakawa Natsu.

She could roughly guess Shirakawa Natsu's purpose. She had just been confronted by Miss Arimura Mi at the police station, and now she was clearly here to find someone to pull strings.

The group arrived together at the villa entrance.