The few words Mao Nakaizumi had just spoken seemed to have exhausted all her strength. After speaking, she reverted to her previous dazed state. The drug's effects had spread extensively. Now, besides bringing a slight surge of lust, it mostly brought the pain of her body breaking down.
The tears of the two girls flowed down their pretty faces like the late spring rain, dampening their clothes and reddening their eyes.
"...I have a solution. If you trust me, leave it to me..." Ho Fei-yu's gaze lingered on the three of them. Whether it was the reluctance to let a beauty like Mao Nakaizumi perish or the inability to bear the sight of the two innocent girls losing a loved one, he hesitated for a moment before deciding.
"Wuwu... Fei-yu, wuwu... Do... Do you really have a way?" Yui Nakaizumi quickly lifted her small head, her beautiful eyes looking at Ho Fei-yu, filled with hope besides the pain and sadness.
"Really!? Wuwu, Auntie Mao can be saved! Yui!" Shiori Fuyutsuki also looked over. Like Yui Nakaizumi, the girl was crying uncontrollably, but hearing Ho Fei-yu's words, she burst into a delighted smile, holding Yui Nakaizumi's hand joyfully. It was as if, in the girl's mind, anything Ho Fei-yu said was bound to happen. Unknowingly, the boy had left a profound mark on her life.
"Yes, Yui, do you trust me?"
"...I trust you! Fei-yu, if... if you can save my mother, I'm willing... willing to..."
"Bang!"
"Trust me." Yui Nakaizumi's cheeks were flushed, and she stammered, unable to utter the last few words. Ho Fei-yu, having run out of patience due to the urgency, didn't wait for the girl to finish. He picked up Mao Nakaizumi's body, entered a random bedroom, and closed the door behind him.
"This..." Yui Nakaizumi snapped back to reality, realizing Ho Fei-yu had left. Remembering the words she hadn't managed to speak, she felt a sudden, inexplicable shyness. She nervously glanced at her best friend beside her. A hint of guilt arose, but... it was thrilling.
"It's alright, Yui-chan. Fei-yu must have a way to save your auntie!"
"Mhm!" The girl's worries came quickly and left just as fast. Now was not the time to think about that. Her heart was once again filled with concern for her mother. She only hoped Fei-yu would succeed!
"Hot! Hot!..." Mao Nakaizumi, who had been barely alive a moment ago, felt the presence of a man. Her body began to heat up again, squirming in Ho Fei-yu's arms. Her two hands occasionally wandered over her own body.
Ho Fei-yu held the blazing body, his heart igniting from Mao Nakaizumi's every move. His eyes stared at her mature yet adorable, exquisite face, and lust boiled within him.
Ho Fei-yu used his hand to pull back the neatly spread bedding and gently set Mao Nakaizumi down. Due to the recent rubbing, Mao Nakaizumi's black princess dress had slipped off her shoulders, exposing her fair and rosy, delicate skin, faintly revealing her tempting black bra.
"Gulp—I'm sorry, Mao-san." Ho Fei-yu swallowed. He had no resistance to a ripe peach. Everyone might question or suspect the villain, but they all wanted to become him.
"Hot." Mao Nakaizumi didn't hear what Ho Fei-yu said. She just groped Ho Fei-yu with her hands. Feeling his strong and firm body made her own body even hotter, craving release.
Ho Fei-yu sat beside her, seeing sweat constantly dripping from Mao Nakaizumi's pale forehead. He lifted the black dress from Mao Nakaizumi's fair and long legs, slowly moving it towards her upper body.
The moment the black lace panties appeared in Ho Fei-yu's sight, he was deeply captivated, staring unblinkingly at the secret garden. A few naughty thorns seemed to have escaped the restraint, plainly visible to Ho Fei-yu. He reluctantly pulled his gaze away and, in one go, slid the black long dress off, completely revealing the beautiful jade.
However, before Ho Fei-yu could take the next step, Mao Nakaizumi found some unknown strength, grabbed Ho Fei-yu's arm, pulled him into her embrace, and then, with a flip, reversed their positions.
"Hot." Mao Nakaizumi kept repeating the single word, as if she were truly scorching. She tore off the lace covering her snowy peaks and tossed it aside. Then, she pressed her entire body tightly against Ho Fei-yu, rubbing herself against him. With a series of thrusts, the last barrier protecting the peach garden was rubbed to her thighs. In a few more twists, she was as stripped as a peeled pear, completely bare.
Gurgling water wet Ho Fei-yu's pants. It was as if the peach garden had been without irrigation for too long. A little stimulation brought a massive reaction, craving nourishment. Since it was impossible through the obstruction, a look of annoyance appeared on Mao Nakaizumi's face. Her hands vigorously clawed at Ho Fei-yu's clothes and pants, but the combined weight of the two made it extremely difficult. Ho Fei-yu found it amusing. Seeing her face flushed red from the effort, he flipped them over again, regaining the initiative. Their clothes piled up nearby.
"Hoo~"
"Hiss, so hot." Mao Nakaizumi impatiently reached out her soft hand towards the monstrous dragon. She grasped it somewhat unskillfully, as if she hadn't done this in a long time. Her grip was slightly too strong, but it was just right for Ho Fei-yu, who couldn't help but let out a soft sound. Simultaneously, Mao Nakaizumi was also scorched by the heat in her hand, instinctively letting go, but immediately gripping it again, guiding it toward the cave.
"Ehh~" Ho Fei-yu, meanwhile, pressed close to her snowy peaks. He saw the cherries growing at the highest point, his desire unconcealed. He took one into his mouth, slowly savoring the taste. Because they had grown on the snowy peaks for a long time, the cherries were beautifully colored, rosy pink tinged with a reddish hue. They had a milky fragrance mixed with a tartness. The more he tasted, the more delicious it became. His other free hand also climbed onto the snowy peak, tracing the cherry with his fingertip. Perhaps it had been a long time since she was treated this way, but these simple actions made Mao Nakaizumi constantly moan, her body twitching and arching.
This, however, was a happy accident, perfectly guiding the dragon into the peach garden. The tight walls squeezed against the dragon's body. Ho Fei-yu's face showed pure intoxication. He hadn't expected Mao Nakaizumi to be as tight as a young girl. It was truly exquisite. Ho Fei-yu didn't pull off the pantyhose wrapped around her legs. He preferred playing with her feet while he plowed.
The sweet scent stimulated his nose, quickening Ho Fei-yu's movements somewhat. He didn't notice the pink dragon tattoo on his chest faintly glowing as he unknowingly immersed himself in the beautiful sound of waves crashing on the reef.
At the same time, in the strange alley Yoshihiro Shimoda had been taken to, it remained mysterious and ambiguous. A tall, peculiar wall had a seamless wooden board embedded in it, adding to the strangeness, making one curious about what lay behind the wall. But if someone were to look down from above, they would be astonished to find only another alleyway behind the wall. It was chilling to think about, making one wonder what kind of bizarre and terrifying creature had given Yoshihiro Shimoda the potion.
But.
"Ah!~ Why~ Ah!~ Is it like this!~"
In a normal-sized bedroom, a girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old was writhing her body. A rod-like protrusion occasionally swelled on her small abdomen. She tightly covered her lower abdomen, but it was no use. Her face was flushed with wine-like color. Her scarlet, vertical pupils were covered in a hazy glaze, as if spring water was about to overflow. Her cherry-like small mouth moaned constantly.