Seeing the secretary having the time of her life in her self-amusement, nearly moving herself to tears, Hoshimiya Yuu finally couldn't take it anymore.
He scooped up the kneeling Midori Kuriyama and threw her onto the large bed behind them without hesitation.
"Eek!"
The sudden feeling of weightlessness caused Midori to let out a cute cry. Her tall, slender body was bounced upward by the high-quality mattress and then fell back down.
The thin, semi-transparent nightgown offered almost no concealment. The two "little bunnies" on the secretary's chest bounced along with the movement.
The lively bouncing bunnies made Hoshimiya Yuu's fingers itch with desire.
Giving Midori no time to react, he pounced like a hungry tiger, immediately shredding the last of her defensive gear.
The secretary's naked body was completely exposed, her fair and sexy skin flushed with an ambiguous pink. Between her tightly pressed legs, glistening fluids continuously seeped from her vertical pink lips.
Hoshimiya Yuu reached out toward Midori's trembling chest.
As the "jelly" shuddered, the secretary—having her sensitive points touched intimately by a man for the first time—shuddered, her beautiful face contorting.
The next second!
"Ahhh!!"
As if struck by a sharp sword, Midori let out a blissful cry. Both her "mouths" simultaneously sprayed crystal-clear fluids, and her beautiful eyes constricted violently.
Following that, the secretary's snowy back arched deeply, her body trembling as if hit by an electric current.
"So sensitive."
Watching the secretary's reaction, Hoshimiya Yuu was amazed.
No wonder a simple tease in the morning led to a night raid.
Midori had suppressed it for so many years; it seemed she had reached her limit.
On the floor, Megumi Asai covered her mouth in shock.
She had experienced even more disheveled states, but that was after enduring "Little Yuu's" powerful attacks.
To have such a violent orgasm just from having her breasts touched... the doctor never expected this.
Not only were Megumi and Hoshimiya surprised, but Midori herself was shocked by her body's reaction.
But under that supreme pleasure, that shock and shame all turned into a drive for even more bliss.
"It feels so good... it's too good, Mr. Hoshimiya! I want more!"
Once Midori Kuriyama caught her breath, she treated him like a newfound treasure.
The secretary was truly wild; once fully developed, she would surely be a "juicing machine."
Wait, she was already acting like one.
"Please, Mr. Hoshimiya!"
The thought of protection was completely thrown to the wind by the secretary.
Right now, she only wanted to follow the most primitive human instinct: procreation.
As she spoke, she turned her back to Hoshimiya Yuu and bent down as far as she could, her forehead resting on the backs of her hands and her rear raised to the highest point, her pink floral valley exhaling heat.
Seeing this, the evil fire in Hoshimiya Yuu's body was instantly ignited.
Damn!
Leave it to the locals to find a way to use a submissive apology pose (Dogeza) for something like this!
How could Hoshimiya Yuu have the heart to refuse such a sincere plea?
As the giant dragon entered the valley, faint red spots began to form on the bedsheets like blooming plum blossoms.
After a brief sting, Midori Kuriyama finally felt the sense of fullness she had been longing for.
It turns out, experience is indeed very important.
Within seconds, the secretary's posture completely collapsed. She began babbling incoherently, her voice totally out of control.
This time, it wasn't like being poked by a sword; it was like being hit by a cannon.
"Help! Help! Somebody help me!"
"Mr. Hoshimiya, slower... slower! I'm going to break!"
"Ugh... no, I really can't!"
The new home was filled with the secretary's tragic "screams."
If the high-end apartment didn't have such good soundproofing, it would have definitely alerted Eva and Ran next door.
The secretary kept saying she couldn't take it, but whenever Hoshimiya Yuu stopped, she would actively press herself back against him.
High-pitched, joyful—like a cat in heat.
Soon, the first-timer secretary was completely incoherent.
However, her sexy body seemed to have adapted, rhythmically keeping pace with Hoshimiya Yuu's movements.
With Hoshimiya Yuu's physical condition, he could practically make Midori Kuriyama fly, performing all sorts of tricks.
Megumi Asai didn't dare watch anymore. She realized that Hoshimiya Yuu had been very restrained with her.
It was late into the night. Midori Kuriyama had "reached the heavens" countless times, and her body had finally fully adapted to Hoshimiya Yuu's intense offensive.
But it was only adaptation; she was completely unable to fight back.
Accompanied by Hoshimiya Yuu's rhythmic attacks, the secretary's body lying flat on the bed began to arch backward, her hands instinctively reaching down to grip "Little Yuu" tightly.
At that moment, Hoshimiya Yuu made a final sprint to Midori's deepest point!
Suddenly, a powerful suction came from the tip of "Little Yuu."
Hoshimiya Yuu felt himself being sucked in by something like a small mouth, and Midori's body stiffened violently at that exact moment.
Finally, Hoshimiya Yuu could no longer hold back. Aiming for the bullseye, he fired all his bullets.
The scalding hot stream hit the mark, stimulating the secretary so much she bit down hard on Hoshimiya Yuu's shoulder.
The slight pain didn't stop Hoshimiya Yuu from continuing to fire; instead, it made him push forward even harder.
This was Hoshimiya Yuu's fourth time tonight. The pleasure was still there, but the result was that it took him ten minutes before he could climb off Midori Kuriyama's body.
With the Perpetual Motion Hip Drum, energy was not an issue.
However, stamina consumption and the wear and tear on "Little Yuu" were unavoidable.
It felt like the hardware couldn't keep up with the software...
Aside from sensory talents, he really needed to strengthen his physical hardware—especially "Little Yuu"!
It was a real mood-killer to have the spirit be willing but the flesh be weak.
While Hoshimiya Yuu was still unsatisfied, he didn't realize that going four or five times a night for several days, each time lasting twenty minutes, without any drugs...
This level was already a freakish talent. Any normal man would be incredibly envious if they knew.
...
[Contract target Midori Kuriyama. All contract conditions met. Proceed with contract?]
His brain was blank from pleasure; conditions two and three seemed to be completed by default.
Looking at the vacant-eyed secretary, Hoshimiya Yuu hesitated for a moment and chose to decline.
There was only one slot left. He wasn't sure if he could continue to upgrade and increase slots later, so he didn't want to use it on Midori Kuriyama, who had no special talents.
The secretary was a fine "playmate," but at the moment, she didn't seem worth cultivating.
At least from Hoshimiya Yuu's perspective.
In his memory, she didn't have any spectacular performances, and he didn't see any talents after meeting her.
In the future, Hoshimiya Yuu would surely encounter more cases like Midori Kuriyama. It wasn't realistic to form a Destiny Contract with every beautiful woman he slept with.
Thinking of this, Hoshimiya Yuu recalled his thoughts from a few days ago about a "Unique Mark" type talent.
Sensory talents, physical hardware talents, unique marking talents...
Greed truly was a sin. Hoshimiya Yuu realized there were so many talents he wanted.
It was just like facing the beauties of this world; he wished he could take them all for himself.
Unfortunately, both were long-term goals!
Keep working hard!
Giving himself a mental pep talk and solidifying his direction, Hoshimiya Yuu drifted off to sleep, holding Megumi Asai and Midori Kuriyama.
Tokyo is one of the most bustling cities in Japan and the world. Even late at night, many places are still filled with neon lights and flowing crowds.
The laboratory of the Organization, disguised as a pharmaceutical company, was one such place.
All the fluorescent lights were on, making the lab as bright as day.
A black-clad Gin and Vodka looked grimly at the busy researchers as they strode toward the lab marked "Sherry."
Reaching the door, Gin's expression softened slightly when he saw Shiho Miyano, dressed in a white lab coat, working seriously on an experiment through the glass window.
Seeing his "Big Brother" in a slightly better mood, Vodka asked cautiously, "Boss, are you really going to let Sherry and Akemi Miyano go?"
"Vodka, have you become as stupid as Akemi Miyano?"
Gin glanced at Vodka sideways and said coldly, "I don't recall anyone ever leaving the Organization alive."
Vodka opened his mouth, wanting to mention Rye (Shuichi Akai).
But he valued his life and didn't dare touch Gin's nerve.
"Then Boss, you promised Akemi Miyano that if she got 10 billion yen, you'd..."
"You idiot. The Organization is short-handed right now. Don't you understand using trash before disposing of it?"
Gin sighed deeply. If it weren't for the lack of people, he really wouldn't want to bring this idiot Vodka along on missions.
Aside from driving, pouring drinks, and handing out cigarettes, Gin hadn't found Vodka to be useful in any serious matter.