I traveled to the other world and founded a service club to become a winner in life.

The first successful case is the stockings on the feet.

Soon, Nakano Ichika left the room and Nakano Nino walked in from outside. She looked a little embarrassed. Unlike Nakano Ichika, this girl was wearing white silk.

"Humph, you're such a pervert to let us do this!"

"I'm not! Don't confuse me with you!"

Seeing Hoshino Sora, Nakano Nino did not hide the contempt in her words. She believed in her heart that this guy did it on purpose. He was obviously very greedy for them but did nothing. What a loser!

"Then you've come. You know I'm a pervert, but you still fall into my trap. Maybe Nino is actually a pervert too."

I don't know what she was thinking of, but Nakano Nino's face turned red when she looked at Hoshino Sora, and the next moment she pretended to be careless and stepped on his head.

"Oh, sorry, I stepped on it without looking carefully."

Although he said sorry, he put more force on his feet, rubbing slightly with his heels. A strange feeling emerged in his heart, and even his breathing became rapid.

"Sister is the queen, shine with confidence."

For some reason, these lyrics appeared in Nakano Nino's mind, and then became more and more intense, until the little feet in white silk stockings touched the smooth feeling.

"Don't stick out your tongue!"

The girl screamed in surprise, hurriedly retracted her foot, glared at Hoshino Sora fiercely, and continued with her original plan, stepping on his back with her foot.

"It feels so good! As expected of Nino, your technique is so great. Why don't you just become my personal back-stomper?"

Feeling the slight coolness on his back, Hoshino Sora also exclaimed in admiration, and when Nakano Nino heard his words, although she was happy in her heart, she still looked disgusted.

"Who wants to be your back-treader? You are such a shameless fellow! You should recognize your position!"

As he spoke, he increased his strength, an excited smile on his face, but what came out of his mouth were tsundere remarks, belittling Hoshino Sora.

Volume 1: Chapter 151: The Empty Snow is the Deep Winter

"It sounds good. I like it. Please talk more."

Hoshino Sora naturally knew about Nakano Nino's extremely twisted mentality, and because her voice was very nice, he did not feel much disgust towards her words.

"You bastard! You actually like being scolded. You are a pervert, a loser, baka!"

Hearing Hoshino Sora's slightly teasing words, Nakano Nino didn't know what was touched. She used more and more force on her feet, and a hint of dissatisfaction emerged in her voice.

However, when Hoshino Sora heard her words, she was not angry. Instead, she had an auntie smile on her face and looked very happy. When Nakano Nino noticed this, she became completely furious.

He immediately opened his mouth and wanted to continue speaking, but he was afraid that Hoshino Sora would be too happy, and for a moment he became extremely conflicted.

"You are such a shameless guy, I really don't know what happened..."

However, this dilemma only lasted for a few minutes. Looking at the boy's smiling face, Nakano Nino finally made up her mind. She stepped on him, put her hands on her hips and started cursing.

Her not-so-small chest was rising and falling, and her face was flushed. It was obvious that she was not very calm.

And of course, Hoshino Sora did this not to enjoy her abuse, but because he discovered that when Nakano Nino was emotionally excited, her spiritual power would involuntarily gather at the soles of her feet.

And letting the spiritual power gather at the soles of the feet to achieve the purpose of control is the content of their training today. By chance, Nakano Nino completed it successfully!

"Okay, remember the feeling of spiritual energy gathering at the soles of your feet just now, and try to master it. Now go call Miku over."

After an unknown amount of time, Hoshino Sora, who had been lying on the bed without saying a word, raised his head. However, Nakano Nino did not react. She continued to step hard with gritted teeth, obviously a little drunk.

"Okay, let's stop here. If you don't stop, I can't guarantee what I will do next."

He instantly appeared behind Nakano Nino and hugged her from behind, with his hands on the girl's belly. Although Hoshino Sora's voice was gentle, it revealed a determination that could not be refused.

So, Nakano Nino blushed and stopped her actions, struggling to get out of Hoshino Sora's arms, but it was of no use. The other party even put his face next to her and sniffed greedily.

"Pervert, let me go! I'll go call Sanjiu over..."

Feeling the warmth coming from her neck, the girl softened completely, and her voice trembled a little, but her body obediently fell into Hoshino Sora's arms.

Hoshino Sora naturally noticed that Nakano Nino was not being sincere and a playful smile immediately appeared on his face, so he did not let go immediately, but let her rub against him.

"Wait, hold me for a while longer."

Hoshino Sora whispered in Nakano Nino's ear, greedily enjoying the tenderness of the moment, and at the same time blew a breath of hot air into the girl's ear. Her already soft body almost couldn't stand.

"I really can't do anything with you, just for a moment..."

It can be heard that Nakano Nino's voice has completely softened, and she has obviously agreed to Hoshino Sora's actions. She also feels very comfortable being hugged so tightly, so she does not resist.

"Okay, charging is complete, call Miku over."

About five or six minutes later, feeling the smell lingering on his nose, Hoshino Sora's excited heart gradually calmed down, so he let go of Nakano Nino and lay down on the bed again.

"Ah."

Nodding, Nakano Nino jumped off the bed and trotted out of the room.

At this moment, the blush on her face had not yet faded, her heart was pounding, and her steps were a little unsteady. There was no sign of easing up until she reached Nakano Miku's room.

"Mikado, it's your turn. What are you doing?"

Pushing the door open and looking at Nakano Miku who was choosing stockings, Nakano Nino was stunned for a moment, and a hint of subtlety inexplicably emerged in her eyes. This guy is really serious.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Nakano Miku took off the fishnet socks on her feet and changed into ordinary white cotton socks, preparing to change her style slightly to bring a sense of freshness to Hoshino Sora.

"Okay, I'll go back to my room first, you... forget it."

I originally wanted to remind Nakano Miku to be careful so as not to be attacked by the pervert Hoshino Sora, but seeing her expectant look, I guess she would be happy even if she was attacked.

So the words came to my lips but I didn't say them in the end.

"Hoshino-kun~Hoshino-kun~"

Although Nakano Miku looked at Nakano Nino's back with some confusion, she still went to her house with a happy face, came to Hoshino Sora's room, and started special training wearing white cotton socks.

The same thing happened to the other people, and the afternoon passed quietly.

Thanks to Hoshino Sora's efforts, everyone learned the basics of spiritual power control. For those who didn't fully master it the first time, he gave them special training.

After learning how to control spiritual power, Hoshino Sora took the five sisters downstairs. After having a simple bowl of ramen downstairs, they found a secluded and deserted place and opened the door of "Huoye".

"Is this the 'disaster field' you mentioned..."

"Yes, this is the so-called "Disaster Field", and it is also the place where you will improve your strength in the future."

Xingye Kong's voice was excited, and then he was the first to walk into the "Huoye" door. Seeing this, the five sisters looked at each other, and without hesitation, they followed him in.

The long leveling process began. With the help of Hoshino Sora, the five sisters did not have to worry about encountering any danger. After being rescued from life-threatening situations several times in a row, they completely relaxed.

A large amount of filth died in their hands and turned into gray-black spiritual energy that flowed into their bodies. Their strength suddenly increased exponentially, and the arrogant behavior of several people also attracted the attention of some high-level filth.

"Real snakes" and "snake" level filth kept jumping on the high-rise buildings, rushing over from a distance, and then were killed instantly by Hoshino Sora.

"How strong are you now? You can actually kill such a powerful monster in one second. The monster that killed us back then felt like it was not even as strong as a snake-level filth!"

There was a hint of disbelief in her voice. Seeing that the filth of the "real snake" that they had to look up to had not lasted a single round in the hands of Hoshino Sora, Nakano Satsuki's eyes trembled slightly.

Although I have known for a long time that Hoshino Sora is very strong, I didn’t say he was this strong!

"You're just getting started. They're just some low-level miscellaneous soldiers. With your current speed of growth, you can easily defeat them in three months at most."

What Xingye Kong said was the truth. As long as the five sisters came here to kill monsters for an hour every day, they could gain more than a hundred spiritual power points a day. After three months, their spiritual power points would basically exceed ten thousand.

Although the lack of a domain would cause their actual combat capabilities to fall to a low level, but, if nothing else, killing the filth at the level of "True Snake" should be easy.

As long as the spiritual power accumulates to a certain level, even without a domain, you can fight with Vasara and even defeat him.

No matter what, spiritual power is the basic foundation!

"Really? We can defeat a monster of this level in just three months?!"

Nakano Ichika's voice was full of disbelief. Before Hoshino Sora took action, they could directly see the power of the monster. Just by running, the ground shook and the building collapsed.

Now Hoshino Sora tells her that it doesn’t matter, a few months of training will allow you to defeat it.

Beat it? Just me?!

"To be precise, it won't take three months. Of course, this is only possible if I am in charge. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, let alone defeating him, whether I can save my life is another matter."

As if he thought of something, Hoshino Sora spoke jokingly, then looked into the distance, where there was a small black dot quickly responding to the call. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be Basara who was in charge of this place.

"Wait here, I'll go take care of things. I'll take care of the filth that you can't handle. Now just focus on killing monsters."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hoshino Sora disappeared from the spot in a flash. It was the teleportation he obtained from Rikka Takanashi. The next moment, he appeared in front of Basara who had just arrived.

"Another low-level Basara like this?"

Looking at the stunned Basara in front of him, Hoshino Sora muttered in disappointment. The next moment, his Zanpakutō appeared in his hand, and he whispered, "Destroy everything, Jade Rakshasa!"

As the voice fell, the Zanpakuto in his hand that was flashing with cold light quickly turned blood red, emitting bursts of bloody aura, and swung towards Basara.

"What?! The field is expanding! Purgatory space!"

Looking at the Zanpakutō being swung towards him, Basara, who had originally not cared much, suddenly showed an expression of horror on his face. The reason was simple: he felt the threat of death from this Zanpakutō!

So he turned around without any hesitation and played his trump card.

Realm, purgatory space!

The temperature of the field continues to rise, reaching a maximum of 100,000 degrees. If the enemy is trapped inside, they will need to continue to consume spiritual power to resist. When the spiritual power is exhausted, they will turn into ashes and completely disappear from this world.

Of course, this is not the most powerful aspect of this field. The most powerful aspect is that this field can cooperate with his Divine Entanglement to achieve the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

"Caught in filth, hell armor, hurry up and obey the command!"

He quickly made hand gestures with his fingers, his face extremely cold, and the next moment, a set of hell armor wrapped in lava appeared on Vasara's body, emitting an extremely terrifying heat.

The function of this set of armor is very simple. It can continue to become stronger by absorbing flame energy and use the energy to repair itself. As long as the flame is not extinguished, the armor will not be damaged.

In the Purgatory Space, as long as the opponent's explosive power is not too strong, he can be slowly worn down to death. However, there is also a fatal flaw, which is that he is relatively weak at the beginning.

Of course, even in a weaker state, not everyone can deal with it!

Looking at the blade light flying towards him, Basara, who completed the full transformation in less than a second, sneered, then clenched his fist, climbed onto it with the hell armor, and punched out heavily, as if to smash the blade light to pieces with one punch.

As the fist collided with the sword, the next moment, the armor on the fist shattered visibly, and the residual power of the sword penetrated several inches into his arm before stopping.

"what."

Hoshino Sora was a little surprised. Although he didn't use his full strength in this attack, he was still surprised that only such little damage was caused. This kid is really something.

However, compared to his surprise, Basara felt horrified. The pain from his arm made him realize that this was not an illusion and he was really crippled by his move!

How can this be? !

You have to know that although his body is not tempered by thousands of hammers, it is still three times stronger than steel, and the armor is several times more defensive than his body. How could it be shattered by this guy's casual blow? !

"It's quite hot, let me cool you down."

Feeling the temperature around him gradually rising, he felt stuffy even though his body was protected by frost, so Hoshino Sora snapped his fingers with a mocking look on his face.

The next moment, countless ice appeared around him, trapping the raging flames and extinguishing them instantly.

And because Hoshino's ethereal power is extremely deep, the ice he releases, even if it is not a domain ability, is still superior to Basara's purgatory space.

Thus, Vasara lost his greatest advantage.

The flame that was forced into the corner kept shaking, and soon repaired the damaged armor of Basara. However, this did not make him feel at ease, so he took a few steps back and looked at Xingye Kong not far away vigilantly.

"Why are you so far away? Also, do you think I can't do anything to you from such a distance? After all, you are just a small character who can't be on the stage."

Hoshino Sora's expression was indifferent. He raised the Zanpakuto in his hand, tapped the ground with his toes, and suddenly flew out, with the tip of the blade pointing directly at Basara's throat, as if to cut it in half.

"Go in peace!"

This time, Hoshino Sora did not hold back. A large amount of spiritual energy was infused into his Zanpakutō. Even though Basara resisted desperately and kept punching back, he was still no match for the huge power gap.

The blade was as sharp as a knife, hitting his armor again and again, and each blow could break a place. Even though Vasara resisted desperately, it was of no use, and his arm was chopped off instead.

"How is it possible? How can you be so strong?!"

Shocked words roared out from Basara's mouth. This was the first sentence he said after they met, and also the last sentence, because Hoshino Sora's knife had already chopped towards his neck.

[Kill one filth and gain 1755 spiritual power points]

"Too much nonsense, die."

"what!"

Watching Basara's head fall to the ground and her body turn into gray-black mist after struggling for a while, Hoshino Sora silently released her Zanpakutō and returned to where the five Nakano sisters were.

At this moment, the five sisters stood back to back in a circle, each dealing with the filth in one direction, with impenetrable defenses, enjoying the pleasure of rapidly increasing strength.