She held Natsuka's head and continuously pushed it down, as if wanting Natsuka to go deeper.
Kenji was completely overwhelmed with pleasure. He closed his eyes, savoring this rare moment of relaxation and joy.
"Oh, dear," Reina said affectionately, clinging to Kenji now that they were alone. "Mom called me this morning and asked why I haven't been home at night lately. I told her everything about you, Darling. Mom even said she wants to meet you this Saturday."
"Oh? Is that Reina's mother, Aunt Reika?" Kenji raised an eyebrow and asked with interest.
"Yes," Reina said, wrapping her arms around Kenji's arm and resting her head lightly on his shoulder, smiling mischievously. "Darling, why don't you bring her into our team too , so that we all can work hard and serve you.
"You really are a bad daughter, talking about her like that!"
Kenji smiled and stroked Reina's head. The idea of turning reika into slut was really tempting.
Reina stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "Becoming Darling's Slut isn't so bad, you know. I'll even help out then~"
"Oh, dear," Kanako also spoke up. "My mom is off this Thursday and Friday, and my younger brother Hiroki won't be home because of school. dear, why don't you come over to my house this Thursday~"
"What, do you want me to ,add her to our team too Kanako?" Kenji teased with a smile.
"Yes honey"
As Kanako spoke, she lightly kissed Kenji, then suddenly snatched the "Dragon-Slaying Lance" that Natsuka was servicing. She quickly pushed aside the underwear beneath her school skirt, aimed, and plopped down onto it.
Inside, she was already soaking wet, clearly having grown impatient waiting.
"Damn it! Kanako, you stole my Big Stick!"
Natsuka, pretending to be angry under the table, moved closer in retaliation and licked it. The action, alternating between licking and insertion, was extremely bold.
This stimulating action immediately made Kanako roll her eyes in pleasure, uttering muffled moans.
After Kanako finished enjoying herself, Kenji placed her on a nearby seat to rest. He then gently hugged Yoshida Saki and said with a smile, "Saki-chan has been wanting this for a long time, haven't you? I'm coming in now~"
Following Kenji's movements, Yoshida Saki immediately let out a cry of pleasure, her face filled with happiness.
Clearly, Kenji loved her very much!
That evening, Saito, whose efficiency was extremely high, meticulously organized the collected intelligence regarding the Kirimine Family and the Ichijo Family into a dossier and quickly had someone deliver it.
Kenji sat at the table and slowly opened the intelligence dossier. The contents were very detailed, and the situation of the two families was not much different from what he had previously expected.
First, the Kirimine Family.
Currently, the Kirimine Family's operations were extremely difficult. In the fiercely competitive and saturated shipbuilding industry, the Kirimine Family's company had no advantage compared to other businesses and couldn't secure any major orders.
They could only rely on manufacturing small fishing boats for retail sales, barely maintaining normal business operations.
It was like walking along the edge of a cliff; if they encountered special circumstances like excessive increases in raw material prices or market shrinkage, their capital chain could easily break, leading to a total collapse.
Kenji couldn't help but recall the plot in the original script where the Kirimine Family was tricked by the principal and forced onto a path of corruption and degradation. However, that was certainly no longer possible.
After all, the school's original principal had long been fired, and the position was still vacant, lacking a suitable candidate.
Kenji then turned his attention to the Ichijo Family's intelligence report.
The Ichijo Family's current situation was even worse. The company was on the verge of bankruptcy and collapse, like a candle flickering in the wind, merely struggling desperately now.
However, what slightly surprised Kenji was that Ichijo Yurika actually had an elder sister named Ichijo Chinatsu.
Kenji picked up the intelligence report on the Ichijo Family and read it carefully.
It turned out that Ichijo Yurika and Ichijo Chinatsu were half-sisters, sharing the same father.
Ichijo Sonji, the head of the Ichijo Family and the father of Yurika and Chinatsu, had first married Chinatsu's mother through an arranged marriage years ago. However, Chinatsu's mother died shortly after giving birth to Chinatsu due to complications.
Afterward, Ichijo Sonji brazenly married the mistress he had been keeping outside—a European dancer—who gave birth to the current Ichijo Yurika. However, that dancer later became addicted to drugs and was ruthlessly abandoned by Ichijo Sonji as well.
In short, this Ichijo Sonji was a complete scumbag, the kind of person who would discard everything for his own benefit.
The report even mentioned that Ichijo Sonji intended to give Ichijo Chinatsu to the president of a company as a mistress in exchange for investment, hoping to revive the nearly bankrupt company.
Kenji couldn't help but click his tongue. Yurika was with him now, which meant Chinatsu, had taken on the script of Yurika's original tragic fate?
They really were a pair of unlucky sisters.
Kenji sat leisurely at the wooden desk, his fingers gently tracing over the scattered photos on the surface, his gaze finally focusing on a close-up shot.
In the photo, Ichijo Chinatsu was wearing a karate gi, her right leg raised high, toes pointed, seemingly practicing a kick technique.
Beneath the pure white fabric, a black belt was tightly fastened around her slender waist, outlining a figure that was delicate yet contained power.
Kenji slightly narrowed his eyes, examining Chinatsu in the photo carefully, a smile unconsciously curving his lips.
"This Ichijo Chinatsu is quite beautiful too!"
His gaze slowly moved down from her face. Under the loose white uniform, Chinatsu's chest was slightly prominent, indicating a considerable bust size as well.
Unlike Yurika's beauty, which carried a hint of exotic charm, Chinatsu had largely inherited the gentle features of Asian women. Her long, black, lustrous hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. On her delicate face, her features were perfectly proportioned: eyebrows like distant mountains, a straight nose bridge, and rosy, full lips. She was truly a goddess-level existence.
This pair of sisters was undoubtedly top quality.
Thinking of this, a strong sense of possessiveness surged in Kenji's heart.
"How could I possibly hand over this pair of high-quality sisters to someone else?"
With that thought, Kenji stopped hesitating and immediately took action.
He quickly picked up the cell phone on the desk, rapidly swiped his finger across the screen, and unhesitatingly made a call... One hour later.
Inside the karate dojo located on Nakamachi Street, a thrilling "show" was unfolding.
The hall was spacious and bright. The walls were adorned with portraits of famous karate practitioners and inspiring slogans.
The wooden floor shone with a soft luster under the lights, and a group of students dressed in karate gis sat neatly on the side, their eyes full of anticipation.
Ichijo Chinatsu, a 9th Dan Black Belt in Karate, stood tall and straight in the center of the floor.
Her gaze was firm and sharp as she demonstrated the moves and forms of karate step by step for the students before her. Every movement was precise and fluid.
"Next, let's begin practice. Yamashita-kun, could I trouble you to play the role of the assailant?"
Chinatsu's clear and powerful voice echoed through the dojo.
Fearing that the students might not understand, she specifically asked someone to come and practice with her so the students could grasp the concepts more intuitively.
"No problem, Chinatsu-Senpai!"
Yamashita-kun responded excitedly and quickly walked opposite Chinatsu.
Chinatsu moved like an agile leopard, quickly approaching Yamashita. She skillfully grabbed his arm, used his momentum against him, and with a "poof," cleanly and effortlessly threw him onto the ground. The action was seamless, drawing gasps of admiration from the surrounding students.
"Did everyone see that? The key is timing. It has nothing to do with body size. Even women can train and, by mastering the principles of karate, subdue an attacker!"
Chinatsu put her hands on her hips and explained seriously.
"Oh! That was amazing!"
"Chinatsu-Senpai truly deserves to be a 9th Dan Black Belt; she threw the tall Yamashita-kun down instantly!"
The newly enrolled students below showed excited expressions regarding Chinatsu's impressive demonstration, whispering among themselves with eyes full of adoration.
However, there was an exception.
A tall, muscular man curled his lip in disdain and loudly declared, "Haha, don't make me laugh! Is this kind of amateur trickery actually useful in real combat? That demonstration is a joke. What's the point if the opponent just stands there waiting to be thrown?"
This person was Sano.
"Sano! What are you talking about!"
Yamashita, who had just helped with the demonstration, was displeased, his brow furrowed, and anger visible in his eyes.
Sano, however, continued shamelessly, "Heh heh, I'm saying that the demonstration just now was a joke!"
"You bastard!"
Yamashita was furious and strode over, ready to teach Sano a lesson.
But Sano reacted extremely fast, executing an over-the-shoulder throw that slammed Yamashita heavily onto the ground.
"Did everyone see that? This so-called karate is nothing special! It's completely a fraudulent business. This kind of self-defense is useless. Are female fighters just dressing up beautifully to scam money from students?"
Sano stood with his arms crossed, gloating and mocking, while simultaneously stepping on Yamashita's back, forcing the struggling Yamashita back down to the floor.
Sano had few virtues, but having trained frequently at the gym, he was simply very muscular and strong.
As the saying goes, brute force overcomes finesse. He had just thrown Yamashita purely by leveraging his superior strength.
For him, so-called techniques were completely unnecessary.
Faced with such provocation, Chinatsu naturally couldn't tolerate it. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes burned with anger.
"In short, you want to target me and fight, right?"
"Hmph, if you have the guts, why don't you imagine I'm a rapist and try to subdue me!"
Sano wore a look of disdain, the corner of his mouth curling up, carrying a hint of provocation as he continued to mock her.
"Just as I thought, I must teach you a good lesson. Do you think brute force alone guarantees victory?"
Chinatsu roared in anger and assumed her karate stance, her eyes revealing determination and confidence.
Sano curled his lips, clenched his fists, and charged forward like a ferocious beast.
"He wants a takedown right away?"
Chinatsu calmly analyzed the situation in her mind. In this scenario, she just needed to counter with her knee. If she retracted her leg now, put her weight on him, and simultaneously aimed for the side—a knee strike to the side of his head and his abdomen—a two-hit combo should end it, right?
Chinatsu quickly devised a countermeasure, and her body moved instantly. Like lightning, she pressed down on Sano's back and moved her knee into position.
Yes, just like that!
Next, all she needed was the knee strike... "Ugh! How could this happen!"
Reality was completely different from what Chinatsu had anticipated. Sano reacted extremely quickly, grabbing her training uniform. The next moment, the lightweight Chinatsu was actually lifted entirely into the air by Sano!
Not only could she not execute the knee strike, but being held high in the air meant she could barely use any technique at all!
Without surprise... Bang!
Chinatsu was slammed heavily onto the ground by Sano, and the floor let out a loud thud.
Cough! Cough, cough—
Chinatsu coughed painfully, her face pale.
"See? What did I tell you? To deal with a scrawny woman like you, I only need one hand!"
Sano laughed triumphantly, a vicious expression on his face.
The two were simply not in the same weight class.
Chinatsu weighed at most 80 pounds, whereas Sano weighed at least 180 pounds or more. In terms of both physiqund strength, they were completely unmatched.
Sano let out a sinister chuckle, already planning how he would torment this woman later. He grabbed Chinatsu's collar, preparing to deliver his final blow.
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