"Yes~ Master~" Hisato Azuma replied coquettishly, her voice carrying a trace of laziness and sweetness.
Kenji was thinking that since he was going to meet Natsuka's mother, Natsue, the day after tomorrow, he certainly couldn't go empty-handed.
When meeting an elder for the first time, one shouldn't lack the proper gifts; he had to choose something decent and appropriate.
Holding Hisato Azuma's slender waist, Kenji led her out of the company.
Outside the company, the sunlight spilled over them, feeling warm and cozy.
Just as the two were about to get into the luxurious maybach, Hisato Azuma's Cuckold ex-husband suddenly lunged out from the nearby crowd like a stray dog.
"you!... You actually became someone else's mistress!"
His face was flushed red, eyes spitting fire, as he pointed at Hisato Azuma and roared at the top of his lungs.
It turned out that this guy was extremely shocked by her sudden request for divorce, and he had been holding a grudge in his heart.
After finishing the procedures, he had followed her all the way here by some strange impulse, wanting to see why she had done this and exactly what high branch she had climbed onto.
Now, seeing Hisato Azuma holding someone else's arm so intimately, looking like a delicate little bird, the Cuckold finally exploded, all his anger and unwillingness turning into that roar.
However, Kenji didn't even need to lift a finger against the lunging Cuckold.
The man's exasperated, flailing appearance quickly caught the attention of several security guards at the entrance.
The veterans responsible for security at the company were all well-trained and agile.
Seeing that something was wrong, they reacted instantly.
Four burly men moved like tigers, coordinating perfectly to pin the Cuckold to the ground with a few strikes.
Their punches hit home, their movements clean and efficient; the Cuckold had no power to fight back at all.
Kenji maintained these guards at the high standard of private security, paying them the equivalent of tens of thousands of JYP.
With high wages and easy work, they were naturally loyal to Kenji.
Are you kidding? Someone dares to threaten The Esteemed President now?
Wasn't that just seeking death!
The security guards were just worrying about not having a chance to perform, and then this Cuckold delivered himself to their doorstep.
Before the Cuckold could react, he was already pinned to the ground by the four men, unable to move, only able to let out groans of pain.
"Hisato-chan, resolve this matter yourself. I'll get in the car first; don't make me wait too long."
Kenji said nonchalantly, then turned and walked toward the maybach.
"Okay, dear~"
Right in front of the Cuckold, Hisato Azuma gave Kenji an intimate kiss on the cheek, her voice so tender it could drip water.
"You- Why would you do this ?"
Seeing this scene, the Cuckold roared hoarsely, his eyes full of resentment and despair.
Watching Kenji leave, Hisato Azuma turned back to look at the Cuckold, instantly dropping her delicate, bird-like expression.
At this moment, she was as cold as frost, her eyes filled with contempt as if she were looking at an insignificant ant.
"You fellow, didn't I tell you already that we would never meet again? Why did you come looking for me!"
Hisato Azuma said coldly, her tone devoid of any warmth.
"Hisato-chan, why..."
The Cuckold tried to struggle to get up, but was held down firmly by the security guards.
"Don't call me Hisato-chan! You trash! Useless man!"
Hisato Azuma cursed while delivering a vicious kick straight to the Cuckold's crotch.
The kick was fierce and accurate; instantly, his 'eggs' were smashed, and the Cuckold let out a shrill scream that seemed to pierce the clouds.
"You useless thing, if because of you, The Esteemed President's love for me decreases by even half a point, I'll tear you into eight pieces!"
Hisato Azuma said viciously, a crazy killing intent flickering in her eyes.
As she spoke, she reached into her pocket, pulled out the panties that had been soaked earlier during her orgasm, and threw them onto the Cuckold's face; the panties emitted a nauseating scent.
Then, she walked toward the maybach without looking back, her high heels clicking on the ground like the drumbeats of her victory.
She left the Cuckold alone to wail miserably on the spot, but before long, people from the underworld carried him away.
His ending was easy to imagine.
At this moment, having sat in the maybach, Hisato Azuma once again showed an intoxicated expression.
She gently stroked the leather seats inside the car, looking at this luxury vehicle with eyes full of greed and satisfaction.
The love in her eyes as she looked at Kenji became even more intense, as if Kenji were everything in her life.
This was the kind of car she should be riding in!
Being with the President was the perfect life she had imagined!
Having completely broken down, she thought this way, a triumphant smile curling on her lips... The gifts Kenji meticulously prepared for Natsue this time were a dazzling array.
Considering Japanese preferences, he selected various matcha desserts and snacks; there were also high-end skincare products from internationally renowned brands with exquisite packaging, and some high-quality silk goods.
Kenji also prepared many branded clothes, from fashionable dresses to casual suits, each piece exuding quality and style.
Of course, coming to the supermarket this time, Kenji also bought some other interesting things.
He moved through the aisles, a hint of craftiness in his eyes, as he tossed various outfits that could increase sexual pleasure into the shopping cart one by one.
For example, maid outfits, nurse uniforms, and other roleplay lingerie; there were also SM outfits with bold and unique designs, full of mystery and temptation; and even crotchless or butt-baring styles, as well as various sheer and transparent nightgowns that exuded endless Charm.
Of course, various types of stockings couldn't be missing: black stockings for mystery and sexiness, nude stockings for a natural skin-tight look, each had its own unique Charm.
As long as Kenji thought it looked good, he tossed it into the cart without hesitation. Before long, the shopping cart was stuffed to the brim.
In the end, just the various pieces of lingerie filled the entire trunk.
Afterward, Kenji took Hisato Azuma on a shopping spree in the mall, buying her many clothes and cosmetics; of course, he also bought things for Natsuka and the others, buying various luxury goods without even blinking an eye.
He certainly couldn't be stingy with his women; he wanted her to feel his full love.
Fortunately, the mall had a specialized delivery service; otherwise, with so many things bought, they really wouldn't know how to take them away. The two looked at the mountain of spoils and smiled at each other.
"Master~ I love you so much~"
Hisato Azuma held Kenji's arm, her exquisite face full of flirtatiousness, her eyes sparkling with adoration and dependence.
In her heart, this was a real man, handsome, wealthy, and possessing a big stick that could make her feel heavenly bliss; he was simply the alpha among males, the man Hisato Azuma dreamed of marrying!
"Let's go, ~ It's time to put my mark on you~"
Kenji's lips curled up in a wicked smile.
"Ahh"
Hisato Azuma gave a flirtatious moan, a blush rising on her cheeks.
After the two got into the car, they drove straight toward a tattoo parlor.
Kenji had already made an appointment; this shop was quite famous locally, had a lot of equipment, and could even do customized piercings.
At the shop, Hisato Azuma handed over that wedding ring. The staff took it and quickly went to grind it down.
They didn't make Kenji and Hisato Azuma wait long. Soon, a female staff member came out, holding the finished piercing in her hand, and said with a smile, "Is it Miss Hisato Azuma and Mr. Kenji? The piercing is ready; please see if you are satisfied."
Kenji and Hisato Azuma leaned in to look closely. The piercing was very well done; the original appearance of the ring hadn't changed much, except a part was cut off, and the two ends were ground thinner and smoother. Then, a normal piercing stud was embedded. It both retained the ring's characteristics and added a unique eroticism.
"Very good, let's use this!" Kenji nodded with satisfaction.
"Then Miss, please follow me. I will perform the piercing for you," the female staff member said politely.
Under the female staff's guidance, Hisato Azuma, somewhat shyly but with a hint of anticipation, took off her panties and lay down on an A-shaped chair that looked like an operating table. After her legs were fixed, they were spread to both sides, revealing her private area.
Just like with tongue, navel, or eyebrow piercings, strict disinfection was performed first. During the process, the female staff member used a cotton ball to continuously tease until the clitoris was fully erect, then clamped it firmly with forceps that had two holes at the tip.
"It stings" Hisato Azuma couldn't help but cry out , her brow furrowed tightly.
"It's okay, it'll be over soon~"
Kenji gently took her hand, offering her comfort.
The clamping was very forceful, to the point of a bit of numbness, because this way the pain during the actual piercing would be less.
Next, the female staff member used a hollow needle to pass through the two holes of the forceps at the chosen position.
Hisato Azuma's body instantly tensed , her hands tightly grasping Kenji's. Luckily her legs were restrained beforehand, otherwise she would have definitely kicked wildly.
The female staff member in charge of the piercing seemed used to it; her movements remained skilled and swift. She stopped halfway through, inserted the disinfected ring into the hollow needle, then used the needle to pull the stud through, and finally screwed on the small ball. The whole process was seamless.
"It's done," the female staff member said, carefully cleaning the area with hydrogen peroxide before giving them two tubes of erythromycin ointment. "It usually takes several months to half a year, or even longer, to fully recover. If your skin is good, it might heal faster. Just remember to pay attention to maintenance. By the way, do you two need nipple rings? I can give you a discount."
"No need for nipple rings, thank you."
Kenji shook his head. He had his own considerations. After taking the ointment, he carefully helped Hisato Azuma up.
Kenji comforted her softly, helped Hisato Azuma put on her panties, and led the limping Hisato Azuma into the car.
As for nipple rings, Kenji wasn't considering them for now.
He knew that regardless of whether nipple rings were beautiful or not, they would definitely affect future breastfeeding functions.
Because piercing a hole there would damage some of the mammary ducts, and in severe cases, cause them to be severed.
After the mammary ducts are damaged, the body repairs them with granulation tissue, which leads to blockage and causes the damaged ducts to lose their function.
On the other hand, due to the blockage of the mammary ducts, it can lead to milk retention during lactation, causing mammary hyperplasia or even lumps.
All of these could lead to disease and increase the risk of breast cancer.
Kenji still hoped his women would be healthy and stay with him for a long time.
After picking up the four beauties from the company, Natsuka, Yoshida Saki, Reina, and Kanako, everyone returned to the cozy little nest they rented in the apartment building, chatting and laughing.
Just as they sat down and before their seats were even warm, the doorbell rang.
It turned out the small truck from the shopping center had arrived on time, delivering the goods Kenji had meticulously selected and ordered to the door one by one.
As the boxes were moved into the house one by one, the girls' curiosity was gradually ignited.
Opening the packages one by one, everyone discovered they were filled to the brim with various pieces of roleplay lingerie.
These clothes were colorful and varied in style, yet every single one exuded an indescribable allure.
The girls looked at each other, momentarily stunned.
"dear really is a big villain, actually buying us so many... so lewd clothes!"
Natsuka was the first to break the silence, blushing and pretending to be angry as she accused him.
Yoshida Saki was like Natsuka; looking at these somewhat unsightly erotic outfits, her face turned as red as a ripe apple. Her eyes held a bit of shyness and curiosity, and her hands unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, looking both nervous and expectant.
However, in stark contrast to their reactions, Reina and Kanako appeared very excited, their eyes sparkling with anticipation as if they had discovered a new world.
The two quickly found the boxes matching their measurements among the many packages, impatiently tore them open, and took out the lingerie inside. They actually started trying them on right in front of Kenji; their boldness and passion made Natsuka and Yoshida Saki unable to help but click their tongues in secret amazement.
Reina chose a cow-themed erotic outfit. This set was designed extremely cleverly; besides the ultra-thin bra and thong with cow patterns, there were also sleeves for the arms and thigh-high stockings with the same pattern. The overall combination was both cute and sexy.
She carefully put on every piece, and finally donned the exquisite cow-horn headband, instantly transforming into a living Cow-girl.
She gently swayed her body, winked at Kenji, and said coquettishly, "dear, do you like me like this?"
That voice was so sweet it could make someone high.
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