The other world starts with debt

‘I have already started to be excited! Intersection ‘

After everything is ready.

Ito stopped picked up the wooden sword, put on a posture, and looked at Miyaza Tsui in front of him seriously.

"Chun."

"Start, our duel!"

The hot and hot heat in the body was accepted in the heart. Miyaza Tsubaka took a deep breath. The fiery heart beating more violently, and the burning became more and more fierce. She silently put on the same posture as Ito.

Chapter 121: Tsubaki and Sakura

"Well, 啦-"

"Pap"

"Pap"

Rainstorms are irrigated from the sky like floods. Rain pillars are afraid of hitting the hard ground, making a continuous sound of "popping".

The rain of the root of the endless night does not last all night, and there is always some time to re -accumulate and restore water.

In the early morning, the first splendid sunshine shone on the ground after the wind and rain, and the hot sun brought warmth to this cold city, and the puddle that accumulated overnight began to evaporate at a warm temperature.

The mist is very light, very light, and quietly permeated in the entire city. The flowing microman reflects steel and glass, making this small corner of the world more blurred and dreamy.

However, Ito didn't like summer rain because it was not refreshing.

The permeable mist was dampness and sultry, quietly invading a warm bedroom in Miyajima Dojo.

Itito Ito's Ito stopped in the quilt ... it was sweaty.

The sheets are messy, some places are wet, and some places are wrinkled. It seems that this white sheets can no longer recover its original neat appearance.

"uh-huh......"

The sweat splashed under the severe movement of Ito's stopping his head.

Ito stopped on the bed at this time. If there was a smoke on the hand at this time, it was really a living god. Unfortunately, Ito stopped smoking, smoking ......

"窸窸窣窣"

The bed was perfected for a while, and a small head suddenly drilled out of it, Miyaza Tsubaka.

The pretty face was red, and the layers of sweaty stuck around the wrapped hair, but there was a messy beauty, which was loving.

The beautiful eyes were fog, and the feelings were rolling, and I looked at Ito to stop in intoxication and gathered.

The rosy and full lips were slightly open because of the hypoxia, and they exhaled the arsenal.

"Guru ~"

It was not the swallowing sound of Ito stopped.

"Tsubaki ~ I have worked hard."

"Zhijun ..."

Ito stopped stretching out his hand, gently stretched out a somewhat greasy hair, wiped the flowing beads flowing down, and gently stroked her earlobe, cheeks, nose, red lips ...

It seems to portray her deep into her heart.

Ecstasy, this is the most filled emotion in Ito to stop his heart, even if it passed all day and night.

"~"

Miyashima groaned, his eyes were hazy, letting Ito stop stroking.

Half a noble, Ito stopped stopping with a smile, looking at his strong waist, he hung on him like an octopus, and his rich body was coquettish in his arms.

"Chun, get up, although it is still early, but Sakura Sakura is not going back?"

"All right."

Miyashima was regretted to release Ito's stops and sat up with his strong chest.

Although her body is already pineapple and pineapple, she is not a woman who can easily admit defeat.

‘Since he lost to Zhijun in the Kendo duel, he won him in another [Kendo Duel]! ‘

Miyashima Tsubaka, Shinxin is full!

"Wow--"

The bed was opened with the sitting of Miyaza Tsubaki, and she slipped along her delicate skin.

Through the window, the sun shines on the body of Miyaza Tsubaki. The snow -fat skin is red and red, as if the young girl is elastic and tender.

"Guru!"

This time is the sound of swallowing by Ito.

"That, Chun, it's still early, or ..."

Miyashima Tsubaki was charmingly whitening and repeated impermanence. Ito didn't refuse.

... ...

... ...

"Oka Sang, I'm back."

Through the dojo, crossing the courtyard, Miyashima returned to the small home where he lived.

Last night, Miyaza Sakura did not stay at home, but went to the classmates to have a study meeting. After all, the senior high school was busy, but it was about to take the exam in two weeks.

"Welcome back, Sakura Sakura."

Holding the shoe cabinet at the porch, Miyaza Sakura bent down, just took off the shoes, the black silk toes stretched like a kitten, and a pair of men's shoes indoor slippers suddenly appeared in front of him.

Immediately after, a gentle one made her familiar with the male voice sounded in her ear.

Miyashima Sakura raised his head in surprise, and it was Ito's mild smile.

He was wearing a fitting kimono, and his long and strong figure made Miyaza Sakura full of obsession and felt a sense of security.

Ito stopped holding tableware with dishes, greeted his wife like her husband.

He seemed to have just taken a bath, soft hair and humidity, and there was a faint bath aroma on his body. This fragrance made Miyama Sakura very familiar with it.

However, Miyashima Sakura did not care about these details, and she looked at slippers with joy.

"Punning and slamming" trotted to Ito to stop next to it, and his eyes stared at him and asked.

"Xiaozhi! When did you come?"

"Just just now, come to practice swords."

"You didn't tell me you came. I counted. It's been two weeks since you came to the dojo. I don't see you at school. I feel like I'm in my third year of high school and you're not as busy as me!"

Pursing her lips, Miyajima Sakura complained slightly.

She has always been a Yamato Nadeshiko. She has long regarded Ito Yuezhi as her husband. She has rarely shown negative emotions when facing Ito Yuezhi. This time she expressed dissatisfaction with him because Ito Yuezhi hadn't come to see her for a long time.

"Sorry, it's my problem. I just saw that Sister Ying was busy with her studies and didn't want to disturb you."

"It's okay."

Miyajima Sakura narrowed her eyes and felt sweet inside.

As she said that, she tiptoed and intimately put her delicate pink lips on Ito Yuezhi's cheek, leaving a light mark.

"But come often in the future~"

"Okay."

Ito Yuezhi had a gentle face. It was rare to see Miyajima Sakura act like a spoiled child.

"By the way, Sister Ying, Aunt Tsubaki is taking a shower. Go and call her. Breakfast is ready."

"Yes."

Nodding, Miyajima Sakura took her backpack back to her room and put it there, then went to Miyajima Tsubaki's room.

"Click"

Pull open the shoji door, and a hot and sticky smell rushed into Miyajima Sakura's nose and rushed into her head.

"Hmm... Why does Oga-san's room have this smell?"

She frowned and sniffed. For some reason, she felt a little hot when she smelled this sour smell.

Pursing her lips, Miyajima Sakura came to the window, which was still closed.

Opening the window, the breeze purified the air in the room, and the strong smell faded a lot.

"Hmm? What is this?"

The summer breeze slightly lifted the corner of the pure white curtains, revealing a touch of black.

Miyajima Sakura picked up the black cloth in confusion, unfolded it, and was stunned.

In her hand was a pair of men's boxer briefs, and the briefs were covered with spots and exuded a strange smell.

Miyajima Sakura had smelled this smell in the early morning when she slept with Ito Yuezhi before.

"Is it from Xiaozhi...?"

Pursing her lips, Miyajima Sakura suddenly felt a faint sense of strangeness in her heart, as if a poisonous snake was entangled.

"It should be Xiaozhi who came to the bathroom of Ogasan's room and fell when he was taking a bath..."

'But didn't Xiaozhi come to the dojo in the morning? Did he rush here without changing? '

Miyajima Sakura didn't think that Ito Yuezhi would lie to her. Holding the briefs, she walked slowly to the bathroom door in thought and stood there in a daze.

"Hua La La -"

Hot water sprayed out from the shower head, and the rising mist made the bathroom hazy.

"Hmm?"

Miyajima Tsubaki glanced slightly, and the outline of a figure was vaguely depicted on the frosted glass of the bathroom door.

Miyajima Tsubaki didn't think much about it, and immediately smiled coquettishly, saying in a soft voice: "Little rascal, come in~"

"Hmm? Oga-san?"

Miyajima Sakura was stunned. In her impression, Miyajima Tsubaki was either a cold female swordsman holding a sword, or a gentle beautiful woman when she was with her family in the past.

She had never heard Miyajima Tsubaki call so coquettishly, so... seductive.

"Ying!!!"

Miyajima Tsubaki's gradually blurred mind suddenly became clear, and the hot water flow hit her body, making her tremble and shudder.

She stared at the door seriously, and then she found that the height of the figure on the glass was completely not comparable to Ito Yuezhi.

"Oga-san?"

"Ying, what, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Xiaozhi asked me to tell you that breakfast is ready."

"Okay, okay, I'll be there later."

"Then Oga-san, please hurry up."

'Oga-san seems a little flustered? ’

Suppressing the doubts that kept rolling in her heart, Miyajima Tsubaki turned and left.

“Pah, pah…”

Until the blurry shadow on the glass completely disappeared, Miyajima Tsubaki let out a long breath.

“Ying, Oka-san did this to prevent Zhijun from being snatched away by a bad woman. You probably don’t know that Zhijun has been stolen by a bad woman.”

“What’s more, your aunt Mira’s [Genji Plan] is eyeing you covetously. I’m afraid Mira will take some action recently… So, Ying, for you and for me, I will not let Zhijun be snatched away. Oka-san will tie him up tightly…”

A slight murmur sounded in the bathroom, dissipating in the sound of the water flowing from the shower.

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