Mike was determined to make this woman climax to death in bed!!
This was no longer just for his own physiological pleasure, but also for revenge against that bastard called 'Hayato'!
That day, he saw Yuri Kaori Momoki enter the next-door apartment, which was Hayato's bedroom, through the surveillance camera.
Immediately after, he received a text message from Yuri Kaori Momoki.
"Let's break up. I'm no longer interested in you."
Yuri Kaori Momoki was not the woman Mike would spend his life with.
Mike even knew that his relationship with Yuri Kaori Momoki was, at most, physical—he paid for Yuri Kaori Momoki to go out and have fun, and then Yuri Kaori Momoki was played by him.
One day, he would get tired of it, and it would end.
But Mike didn't expect Yuri Kaori Momoki to be the one to break up first!
And it was immediately after entering that little bastard's room that she broke up with him!
Doesn't that prove that the weakling from the East was more capable than him, the noble black master? This was absolutely unacceptable to Mike!
That bastard... looked so frail, he must be a midget. How could he be as mighty as this black master?
Impossible! Yurika absolutely couldn't break up with him because of that little bastard—
But when the bloody truth was laid before his eyes, Mike felt his head turn green.
So he wanted revenge.
He wanted that little bastard to experience the same pain and humiliation!
Originally, he didn't intend to target Yukino Fuyumi. The reason he finally chose her was because... that damn manager had complained to him many times that Yukino Fuyumi and that little bastard had been getting very close lately.
Getting close, are you?
You're getting close, are you!?
Then let this slut become the shape of me, the black master!!
Mike was smug.
He then launched a series of plans and began to implement them today.
The only thing he hadn't expected was to run into that brat at the door—he even thought for a moment that Mr. Hayashi had followed him. But after several tests, he was convinced it was just his own paranoia... Then, he recalled the woman he bumped into at the door, who was chatting with the little bastard.
Seeing her cheerful and charming demeanor, Mike's appetite was whetted, and he couldn't help but swallow several mouthfuls of saliva.
Hehe—
Next time, she'll be the target.
Mike thought to himself, one day, all the women close to that little bastard would submit beneath his black master's crotch!
And Yukino Fuyumi was the first, and most important, one!
He pressed the dagger against Yukino Fuyumi's waist.
He wanted her to walk to the place he had planned.
And he used more verbal threats, so Yukino Fuyumi "had no choice but" to obey his commands.
I am the master of the world, damn it!
Seeing Yukino Fuyumi submit to his commands and obediently walk, Mike's heart was filled with satisfaction.
Not only that, later he would make this slut try several exciting positions... Tsk tsk tsk, look at that waist, look at that butt, look at that chest. Giving them to an Easterner would simply be a waste! Only I can properly enjoy them.
Mike licked his lips, making a slurp sound.
Such a sound annoyed Yukino Fuyumi.
She did listen to the black man, but she didn't intend to sit back and do nothing.
In fact, as a "demi-human" snow woman, she had many ways to deal with this black man, but she couldn't use them in this place, as that would expose her identity.
So she had to suppress her power first.
Careful, careful, and more careful.
Shikenjaya is not like Shibuya or Shinjuku; although it belongs to Tokyo, it is actually a very small place.
Mike led Yukino Fuyumi all the way east, and gradually the streetlights began to dim.
They walked out of the residential area, and there was even a stretch of road with no lights at all. By the time streetlights shone again, they had reached the riverbank.
The Shikenjaya riverbank is far from the residential area, and there are no shops here.
Even on the busiest afternoon, at most, only a few chuunibyou high school students would come to feel the roar of the wind.
After nightfall, it was even quieter.
Not a sound of human voice.
"Hehehehehehe—" Mike licked his teeth and started to cackle. He pushed the snow woman's back.
The snow woman stumbled a few steps, and just as she turned to glare at Mike again.
The latter's face was already full of smugness:
"Madam, this is a very suitable place for us. Is this your first time in the wild? Hehehe, doing it in a place close to nature can be especially exhilarating! Especially this place, no matter how loud you scream, no one will find you! And you absolutely don't have to worry about surveillance!"
There was a hidden meaning in his words.
The other meaning was, scream for help!
No one will come to save you!!
Yukino Fuyumi's heart stirred—
The meaning of "no one here" was that she could use her "demi-human" powers?
Mike didn't sense any danger. He clutched his crotch and walked towards Yukino Fuyumi step by step with a wicked smile.
The legs wrapped in black stockings, the full chest, the fair skin—all of it was about to be his!
"You're right."
Just as the black man and Yukino Fuyumi were about to make their move, a calm voice reached their ears: "However, 'Nigger' is a fully open-world adventure game developed by the farmer. The game takes place in a real world called 'Plantation,' where those chosen by God are granted 'jet-black skin' and guided by the power of slaves. You will play a mysterious character named 'Nigger,' encountering slave friends with diverse personalities and unique abilities on a journey without freedom. Together, you will be defeated by the farmer, unable to find your loved ones, and gradually uncover the truth of 'capital.'"
Mike's hairs stood on end.
That voice.
That tone.
And that literary talent to spout a long string of sarcastic remarks in one breath!!
Under the lights of the riverbank.
A pale young man waved at Mike with a smile:
"Long time no see, my Nigger… buddy."
"You!"
Mike's heart tightened; he had been so careful, yet how did this little rascal still manage to follow him?
At the same time, a sense of danger spread. Although the young man in front of him was slender, Mike didn't feel he had the upper hand after their previous confrontation.
His teeth ground together.
"Fuck you! Fuck you, Mark!!"
Facing Mike's insults, Lin Cun'an appeared much more civilized. He merely smiled faintly, not intending to make things difficult for his black friend, so he responded amicably:
"How many mothers do you have to talk like that?"
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