"Monk, you dare to bully..."
Her voice stopped abruptly, and Kawaki Reiko's eyes widened, looking at the scene before her in disbelief.
Her first thought was, this must be a lie!
How could there be such a powerful...
It was even more exaggerated than in the movies.
Hayakawa Rin, who also saw this scene, looked at her friend who had suddenly jumped out, her mind completely blank.
Her last line of defense was also broken.
She completely collapsed!
Pfft!
Saliva sprayed out, arcing across the window, drawing a rainbow.
Caught off guard, Kawaki Reiko had her face washed.
She stood frozen for a moment, and after she reacted, she let out a sharp scream.
With a flushed face, she turned and fled.
Rin!
Hayakawa Rin, how, how could...
"It's over..."
"You really killed Hayato."
Hayakawa Rin's tense body leaned back, trembling irregularly, her entire skin turning red.
Thinking of what had just happened, she now even wished she could dig a hole and bury herself.
It would have been one thing if someone had discovered her embarrassing act, but the person who discovered her was her best friend.
She didn't even know how to face this good friend now, thinking that Kawaki Reiko had seen everything that just happened.
Even her saliva had sprayed onto Kawaki Reiko's face.
Hayakawa Rin felt like dying.
"What's the big deal? Don't worry."
Hayato, however, had a completely indifferent expression.
In fact, as early as when Kawaki Reiko and Takayanagi Yukiho approached, Hayato had already sensed the presence of these two women, but Hayato deliberately didn't expose them.
As for why Hayato did this, of course, it was part of the party.
To thoroughly train this Woman into the most obedient disciple, ordinary teaching is useless; Hayato must constantly break her bottom line.
Make her constantly adapt to higher intensity Buddha Law transmission. Only in this way can Hayato cultivate a completely obedient and docile disciple.
It might be a bit difficult for others, but for Hayakawa Rin, this kind of life is actually what she craves most in her bones.
For a moment just now, although Hayakawa Rin felt flustered and nervous.
But even she herself probably didn't realize how wonderful her reaction was the moment she saw Kawaki Reiko.
That extreme feeling, even for the experienced Hayato, was almost unbearable.
It felt like swimming in the deep sea, with pressure from all directions constantly pressing down on him.
In that extreme deep sea, even a solid piece of steel would be crushed into an iron disc.
And what he felt in that instant made him feel like he was in a deep-sea abyss.
That fatal abyss, deep and dark.
Like an insatiable, greedy glutton, constantly devouring all passing prey, using fatal bites and swallowing power to squeeze out the last drop of nourishment from the prey.
Hayakawa Rin remained silent.
She only felt her mind was blank now.
Although what just happened made her feel very embarrassed, even feeling like she couldn't face anyone.
But after calming down, she felt no disgust or rejection in her heart; instead, she had a feeling she couldn't explain.
Even if she didn't want to admit it, her brain seemed to enjoy this process of transmitting Buddha Law.
This feeling was strange to her, as if a devil that had been hidden in her body had been released.
But reason told her, this was her true nature.
Since it had already happened, it was too late to regret now; she could only figure out how to explain and deal with it.
Moreover, she didn't feel any regret at all.
Could she be this kind of bad Woman who wanted to take shortcuts and yearned to become Buddha?
Hayakawa Rin pursed her lips, her expression showing an unspeakable shame.
She didn't expect her volume to be so terrifying.
This feeling had never appeared before.
But in that moment, she seemed to have opened the door to a new world.
Endlessly memorable.
But the remaining bit of reason told her that her body was already overloaded and had reached its limit.
If she continued to push herself, she would probably end up in the hospital.
"Go back and rest well. There will be a surprise for Hayato tonight."
Hayato patted her butt.
The astonishing elasticity and touch were completely different from the soft feeling of a mature Woman.
One could only say they each had their own flavor.
"What surprise?"
Hayakawa Rin was full of confusion.
Hayato, with a mysterious smile on his face, had no intention of explaining to her at all.
Last time, Hayakawa Rin's Hayakawa Masami invited him for dinner in the evening to thank him.
Hayato was delayed by buying a house for a day and had to postpone the dinner in the evening.
Hayato had nothing to do tonight, so Hayato could attend this delayed dinner.
By then, this Woman should be very surprised.
Of course, it could also be a shock.
"So mysterious."
Hayakawa Rin muttered softly, but still obediently didn't ask any more questions.
Although the taming had just begun, Hayakawa Rin, who had a natural talent in this area, had already achieved initial submission.
And as a slave, the most basic element to abide by is.
Don't be curious about things the Master doesn't want her to know.
Being a dog only needs to be obedient.
On this point, she had a very clear understanding of herself.
"Unexpectedly sensible."
Seeing this, Hayato couldn't help but exclaim.
What man wouldn't like such an obedient and sensible Woman?
She was simply like a thoughtful little cotton jacket.
Even if Hayato got tired of her in the future, Hayato would probably be reluctant to throw her away.
Hayakawa Rin picked up the scattered clothes on the ground and slowly put on the cotton white inner wear.
During the process, her perfect figure was inadvertently revealed.
A slender waist and firm yet full buttocks.
Looking from behind, it was shaped like an inverted heart.
Along the sides, one could even see the swaying, upright mountain peaks, which were even more astonishing than Hayato had imagined.
Hayato had to admit, Hayato had indeed underestimated this Woman a little.
Hayato thought she was already astonishing on the surface, but Hayato didn't expect there to be something more hidden within.
Hayato could only say that compared to the superficial appearance, it was even more so.
Sometimes Hayato wondered, how did such a large pair hide themselves?
However, thinking about Hayakawa Rin's Hayakawa Masami, Hayato didn't feel surprised anymore.
Inheriting such excellent genes from Hayakawa Masami, isn't it normal for Hayakawa Rin to have a good figure?
Although it was only a brief exchange, with his rich experience, he could clearly judge that the gentle, elegant, and beautiful wife possessed an exquisite body that would drive all men wild.
Although Hayakawa Rin was good, compared to Hayakawa Masami, she was like a green peach still growing.
And Hayakawa Masami was a fully developed, even overripe, juicy peach exuding an alluring fragrance.
Not only was it good-looking, but it was also more delicious.
Even he himself preferred Hayakawa Masami, the sexy young wife.
Perhaps, this was the temptation of an experienced young wife towards young men.
That mature and intellectual temperament was a fatal attraction for any young man.
Mature, wife, beautiful mother
With these buffs stacked together, it's estimated that no young man could resist.
Out of 10 men, 9 would like this type of Woman, as for the remaining one.
Either impotent or gay.
Watching Hayakawa Rin leave, Hayato lazily stretched his waist.
He walked to the bathroom, planning to take a bath.
Although his clothes wouldn't get dirty, after a busy day like this, he had sweated quite a bit.
Going to the banquet in this state seemed a bit impolite.
What's more, his goal this time was still to abduct Hayakawa Rin.
Arriving at the bathroom, Hayato, full of thoughts, casually pushed open the bathroom door.
Instantly, a hazy mist of water rushed towards him, obscuring all vision in front of him.
Someone's in there?
Hayato was slightly startled, his gaze couldn't help but look at the sign next to him.
He thought he had seen incorrectly.
After taking a closer look, Hayato couldn't help but frown.
I didn't see wrong.
The sign hanging there said 'Unoccupied'.
If someone was using the bathroom, why didn't they flip the sign over?
Thinking that inside the Temple, besides him, there was only Takayanagi Yukiho, this Woman.
Therefore, the identity of the person inside the bathroom seemed self-evident.
As the water mist gradually dissipated.
A scene that made blood surge also appeared before Hayato's eyes.
Takayanagi Yukiho, completely naked, sat on the bench by the bathtub, scrubbing her body facing the mirror.
The action of raising her hand exposed that full 'sin' without any concealment to the outside.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Takayanagi Yukiho looked towards the door with a puzzled gaze.
As their eyes met, her entire being couldn't help but freeze on the spot, even forgetting her current situation.
After a moment, the Woman who came to her senses hugged her chest with both hands.
She didn't know if it was because she had been bathing for too long, or because she was too excited from shyness and was stimulated.
That smooth white skin turned crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her body trembled under the stimulation of the cold air.
Takayanagi Yukiho, with a look of shame on her face, her eyes glistening with tears, looked like she was about to cry from anxiety.
"Master, Hayato, please go out quickly!"
"Sorry, I didn't know someone was inside."
Hayato scratched his nose awkwardly, but didn't leave the bathroom immediately. Instead, his gaze hotly surveyed Takayanagi Yukiho's body.
Smooth white skin, a full figure, perfect proportions.
Mountains on her chest, a waist as slender as a willow, long legs, and plump, honeyed hips.
Because she was sitting on the bench, the full curve below her waist was squeezed and overflowed.
Speaking of which, from the first time he saw her, what he liked most about this Woman was her exaggerated honeyed hips.
Perhaps they weren't that exaggeratedly huge.
But compared to that slender willow waist and the overall body outline.
It was like a signature gourd.
Narrow shoulders, thin waist, and the curve of the hips was clearly wider than the shoulders.
With one look, there was an extreme visual impact.
This stark contrast was like a magnifying glass, making the already exaggerated parts appear even more outstanding.
It was like a contrasting composition.
A man with a height of 1.85 meters, placed among a crowd of people over 1.8 meters, even if he is taller than others, doesn't look shocking at all.
But if this person is placed among a crowd of people just over one meter tall.
You can truly feel how tall this person is...
And that's how he felt now.
Big, plump!
It had simply reached an exaggerated degree.
Looking at this scene, the name of his favorite female celebrity from his previous life couldn't help but flash through Hayato's mind.
Zhu Zhu!
If you were to describe it with one word, it would be 'round and smooth like jade'.
And Takayanagi Yukiho's figure was exactly like this.
She didn't have that full-of-muscle gym body, nor that overly slender, 'thin branches hanging heavy fruit' extreme devilish proportion.
Instead, she had a slight plumpness.
It was the kind of feeling where, when her legs were together, her thighs would ripple.
Just walking around would stir up waves, seemingly ready to burst forth.
Her thighs were full, but her calves were very slender.
The naturally splitting 'figure-eight sin' on both sides, its shape was the most perfect teardrop.
Any less would make it look thin, any more would be a flaw.
The temptation from such a perfect figure was more memorable than the assembly-line figures trained in those gyms.
It was simply a top-quality creation.
Looking at the coiled purple hair on her head, Hayato couldn't help but wonder, was this hair dyed or natural?
If it was natural, then other places should be the same, right?
Although his heart was full of the desire to explore, looking at that face so red it seemed it could drip blood.
Hayato still politely backed out and closed the bathroom door with his hand.
Although in terms of age, she could already be called a young wife.
Her temperament and life experience were also quite rich.
But this Woman seemed unexpectedly green.
Thinking about it, rich life experience doesn't mean rich life skills.
To put it bluntly, she was just a Woman who had never been favored by a man.
It's just that she possessed a body more mature and alluring than a young wife.
She still needed to be slowly educated.
He didn't like that kind of overly shy Woman.
Although such Women psychologically offer a greater desire for conquest, in practical operation, overly shy Women are the type most disliked by all men.
Those who are a bit more proactive and uninhibited are more likable.
Hayato shook his head and glanced at the restless Buddha Law.
He returned to the room next door and casually released a few Evil Spirits directly from the Hundred Ghost Records.
Watanabe Mieko, who had just recovered her senses, was directly whipped across the face.
Her eyes widened, but she couldn't make any sound.
Hayato showed no mercy. These Evil Spirits, who had committed numerous wicked deeds, had to be redeemed with the most brutal methods to truly repent.
He was redeeming these Evil Spirits to become Buddha, which was a great merit.
Eight-Foot Lady shrank timidly in the corner, watching the brutal scene before her.
In the end, she still couldn't escape misfortune.
Hayato looked at the ceiling, as if he had returned to his childhood, to the beautiful years of riding a wooden horse.
The wooden horse was tall, but he was small, so every time he rode the wooden horse, he had to squat on its butt.
Swaying back and forth, he would only go home when he was completely exhausted from playing.
When he was a child, he liked a small person riding a big horse.
After growing up, he started liking 'driving big trucks'.
"Catch it, merit!"
Hayato shouted in a deep voice, bringing his supreme buddha scriptures down upon the two Evil Spirits lying on the ground.
The dazed Watanabe Mieko couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her face.
She subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked the food stains left at the corner of her mouth.
Although she still resented deeply in her heart, she somehow seemed to have gradually gotten used to this kind of life.
She even felt that living like this wasn't so bad.
After propagating the Buddha Law, Hayato took a deep breath and looked behind him.
Tanaka Saya, looking unhappy, was standing there with her hands on her hips, watching him.
This bastard didn't come back all night, and as soon as he returned, he let her see such a scene.
Besides feeling shy, Tanaka Saya felt an indescribable sense of loss in her heart.
After all, which Woman doesn't like to be cared for by others?
And now she felt like a little dog that had fallen out of favor.
But when she saw Hayato's gaze come over, Tanaka Saya immediately acted like a startled little rabbit, picked up Suzuki Miyuki next to her, and ran away directly.
Although she felt emotional in her heart, if he were to have a showdown with this bastard now, he would have to be crazy.
After the previous few irrigations, that terrifying Buddha Law still lingered in her body.
Although it had only been one night since they last met, the vital energy radiating from this Monk was at least several times stronger than before.
If he were really conscripted by him and heavily infused with the Buddha Law.
Even if he didn't have his soul scattered, he probably wouldn't feel good.
Just wait!
He had to wait until she had digested all the Buddha Law in her body before daring to challenge this Monk.
"Waste..."
Looking at Tanaka Saya who turned and ran, Hayato couldn't help but shake his head.
This Woman was a rich young lady during her lifetime, and even after becoming an Evil Spirit, she hadn't changed her spoiled habit.
If she didn't endure his Buddha Law Influence day and night and accumulate merit, when would she become a Buddha?
He still needed to find an opportunity to properly temper her determination to endure hardship.
After all, he was also thinking for Tanaka Saya's sake.
"I'm really worrying myself to death over these guys."
Hayato shook his head, it was only because they met a kind-hearted Master like him.
Otherwise, where would these Evil Spirits have the chance to become Buddhas?