Kirimine Moemi suddenly arched her back violently as if struck by an electric current, her entire body trembling and spasming uncontrollably. That irrepressible flow of floral nectar sprayed out without warning, soaking the sheets beneath her.
A wicked smirk played on Kenji's lips as he leaned close to her ear, his voice carrying a hint of teasing: "Kirimine Moemi has reached her climax. Is this your first time experiencing this? Or did you used to do it secretly by yourself?"
Kirimine Moemi's cheeks flushed bright red, and her eyes darted away. With a mix of shyness and stubbornness, she whispered softly, "I... I didn't..."
Kenji refused to let her off, intentionally leaning even closer, his voice low and suggestive: "But Moemi-chan has had her fun, and I haven't yet, right?"
Just as Kirimine Moemi was peaking, Kenji had already untied his bathrobe. The thick Dragon-Slaying Lance had already sprung out, positioned right beneath Kirimine Moemi's private area.
The thick spear, carrying a burning temperature and an irresistible force, poked at Kirimine Moemi's most precious and secret place, stroke by stroke, precisely and slowly.
Every poke felt like a gentle pluck on her sensitive nerves, causing her body to tremble slightly. A low "Mmm..." escaped her lips involuntarily, a sound filled with coquettishness, shyness, and a hint of unspeakable longing.
Looking at Kirimine Moemi's slightly flushed face full of desire, Kenji's lips curled into a wicked smile. He intentionally said in a teasing tone, "Hey, Moemi-chan, before the main event, let's play some unique Japanese foreplay technique, shall we?"
'unique Japanese foreplay technique' is a unique way of playing that originated in Japan.
Its main method involves the woman using the soft and delicate skin of her inner thighs to rub against the man's Dragon-Slaying Lance, aiming to stimulate the senses of both parties.
What Kenji was playing now, of course, was not the simple, conventional unique Japanese foreplay technique.
He intentionally aimed the Dragon-Slaying Lance at Kirimine Moemi's moist and tight entrance, thrusting rhythmically stroke after stroke.
The Dragon-Slaying Lance seemed to have a mind of its own. Every thrust carried an irresistible force, gradually embedding itself into the entrance.
Kenji was intentionally using this method to constantly stimulate the tip of the Dragon-Slaying Lance, making it hotter and harder, while also stimulating Kirimine Moemi's sensitive body, bringing her a more intense and soul-stirring sensation.
This feeling was like testing the edge of a cliff; clearly just one step away from falling completely into the endless abyss, yet being pulled back by an invisible force, caught in between.
It was as if the impulse to break through the shackles and enter completely was being pushed back by an invisible barrier. That flickering, elusive sense of stimulation was the most torturous, making one's heart race and find it hard to settle.
Kirimine Moemi felt as if a group of mischievous elves were acting up inside her body, beginning to squirm incessantly.
The numbing and itchy sensation in the passage was like thousands of tiny ants gnawing, or countless fine feathers gently stroking, wave after wave, constantly torturing her sensitive and fragile nerves.
Kenji's hands steadily held Kirimine Moemi's long legs clad in black silk stockings. The silky sensation transmitted through his fingertips added a bit more intimacy to the atmosphere.
He continued to thrust against that mysterious and tempting entrance, stroke after stroke, neither fast nor slow, as if intentionally teasing her limits.
As desire accumulated like a rising tide, Kirimine Moemi could no longer control herself. Groans began to escape her mouth involuntarily—a melodious and tender sound filled with endless longing and pleading.
"Does it feel good? Kirimine Moemi?" Kenji's teasing voice rang in her ear.
"Ah... faster... a bit faster..." Kirimine Moemi's eyes were blurred, her cheeks crimson, and her body twisted uncontrollably. Her voice carried a hint of urgency and coquettishness.
Just then, the entrance seemed to be propped open by an invisible force, suddenly opening a bit and swallowing two centimeters.
That feeling was like being about to touch the deepest secret, seeing the breakthrough of that membrane symbolizing the forbidden. But in the next second, that force suddenly retreated, and everything returned to how it was.
Stroke after stroke, Kirimine Moemi felt her entire attention focused on that entrance, as if it were the center of the whole world.
The internal itching sensation was like a rolling snowball, constantly accumulating. For her, this was simply an unspeakable torture, making her both long for it and fear it.
The corner of Kenji's mouth curled into an extremely demonic smile, hiding endless desire and playfulness.
He was no longer satisfied with the previous elusive teasing. His hands steadily reached towards the mysterious and tempting valley between Kirimine Moemi's legs, precisely pinching that extremely sensitive honey bean.
At the same time, using the floral nectar that was constantly gushing from the entrance with a sweet scent, he began the seemingly normal yet surging unique Japanese foreplay technique movements.
"Ah... woo... More...."
Kirimine Moemi let out a moan.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, as if struck by an invisible electric current.
The Dragon-Slaying Lance slid across the narrow slit again and again. Every friction carried just the right amount of force, as if intentionally teasing her every nerve.
This contradictory feeling of wanting more but being unable to get it was like a sharp little hook scratching at her heart. It was indeed quite stimulating, stimulating her to the point of near madness.
Sexual hunger was like a tide, starting to gradually accumulate in her body. From the depths of the passage, signals of emptiness kept coming, like an invisible hand gripping her heart, making her long to be filled even more.
"Does Moemi-chan like it? It feels good, right?"
Kenji said while laughing, his laughter full of pride and teasing, as he continued the blush-inducing unique Japanese foreplay technique movements, seemingly enjoying this feast of desire.
But before Kenji could ejaculate, Kirimine Moemi could no longer control herself.
She arched her back once again, her graceful curve like a fully drawn bow.
Under the constant friction and thrusting of the Dragon-Slaying Lance, she reached that intoxicating climax once more, her body spasming in waves.
"Moemi-chan's body is very honest. You've climaxed again?"
Looking at the tempting scene before him, a flash of pride crossed Kenji's eyes.
By now, Kirimine Moemi was like a limp doll, her whole body slumped softly into Kenji's arms, letting him do as he pleased.
Kenji smiled, a smile so gentle it seemed it could drip water. He gently carried Kirimine Moemi to the bed and carefully straightened her body, as if handling a rare treasure.
"Well then, dear, the foreplay is over. Next is the main event~ Let's make a baby~" Kenji's voice was low and charming, carrying an irresistible power.
"Let's... let's make a baby~"
Kirimine Moemi responded dizzily, her eyes full of expectation.
"I'll satisfy you!"
As Kenji spoke, he kissed Kirimine Moemi passionately, his tongue flexibly licking her fragrant little tongue, lingering with her to his heart's content. Meanwhile, he found the entrance and without hesitation, thrust straight in.
The skill panel also changed at this moment.
Name: Kenji
Class: Harem King
Level: L.26
Equipment: None
Skills: 'Charm', 'Sturdy', 'Handsome'... [Ding! You have obtained a new skill: Culinary Mastery!]
[Note: Master all knowledge related to culinary arts and possess its skills. Knife work, heat control, seasoning balance, and ingredient handling are all impeccable. You have mastery over Western, Eastern, and other international cuisines.]
[Ding! You have obtained a new item: Danger Transfer Ring!]
Ah, among the rewards given by the system, is there actually only one Culinary Mastery skill?
Kenji muttered to himself.
But on second thought, it's better than nothing; it's better than having nothing at all.
Kenji didn't actually like cooking himself on ordinary days, finding it quite a tedious task.
But with this Culinary Mastery skill, when the day comes that he needs to show off, the dishes he makes will be decent and presentable, not something people would laugh at.
After successfully taking Kirimine Moemi's "first blood," Kenji was in no hurry to leave.
He continued to hold Moemi tightly and went at it hard for an entire day.
By this time, Moemi had long lost her previous reserve and resistance.
She knelt on the ground, her hands respectfully cupping that massive Dragon-Slaying Lance, her eyes full of flirtatiousness as if serving a sacred object. Her entire body and soul were completely submerged under Kenji's Charm.
At this point, Kenji had finally completely dyed Kirimine Moemi's body and soul with his own colors, making her belong to him entirely.
Of course, Kenji was not the kind of person who broke his word.
According to the terms of the transaction with Moemi, the funds and orders he provided indeed brought Kirimine Shipbuilding back to life, restoring its vitality.
Kenji even placed an order for a luxury yacht himself, intending to take the girls out to sea for some fun when the opportunity arose later.
In the following days, Kenji focused his energy on Ichijo Chinatsu, Ichijo Yurika, and Busujima Saeko.
Under the repeated deepening and influence of the "Super Huge Penis" skill, the girls gradually lost themselves and became completely Kenji's property.
Thus, a pair of mother and daughter, and a pair of sisters, had been taken into his collection.
Time passed like a white horse flitting across a gap, flowing away day by day.
Kenji calmed his mind and calculated carefully; by now, quite a few beauties were already gathered around him.
Natsuka and Natsue, the mother and daughter, were gentle and considerate; Kanako was lively and playful; Yoshida Saki was elegant and proper; Hisato Azuma and Yumiko each had their own Charm; Kurashiki Reina was a standard gyaru; Busujima Saeko was valiant and heroic; and Ichijo Chinatsu, Ichijo Yurika, and Kirimine Moemi each had their own merits.
Counting them carefully, there were already eleven of them.
As the harem grew day by day, Kenji also began to have the troubles of happiness.
He started to feel a bit annoyed because there were too many people in the harem to achieve the "ideal state" of everyone sleeping under one big blanket.
The house they were living in now was clearly no longer enough.
Just as Kenji was worrying about this, the renovation team responsible for the villa modification brought him good news just in time.
The two three-story luxury French manor villas Kenji had bought earlier had been successfully joined together after the renovation team's meticulous construction, becoming an even grander residence.
Furthermore, all the furniture had been purchased and installed according to Kenji's requirements.
Now, the entire large villa was fully equipped with a total of fourteen individual rooms, a spacious and bright living room, a fully equipped kitchen, and complete bathrooms.
What satisfied Kenji the most was the master bedroom, which held an extremely spacious large bed. Even if more than ten people slept in it together, there would still be plenty of room. Thinking of that scene, Kenji couldn't help but look forward to it.
This really solved Kenji's urgent problem.
After carefully inspecting the house and ensuring there were no other issues, Kenji couldn't wait to move into the new home with Natsuka and the others.
When they first moved in, the large villa indeed seemed incredibly spacious, as if it could hold all the joy and warmth.
However, after everyone had been assigned their own rooms, only three empty individual rooms remained.
Kenji looked at the remaining empty rooms and couldn't help but scratch his head.
As expected, he would still need to build a large manor according to his own needs for there to be enough rooms.
Otherwise, it probably wouldn't be long before this large villa also became too small to live in.
No wonder the emperors' harems in the past were so large; they say there were three thousand beauties in the harem. If the place were too small, it really couldn't hold that many people.
Look at now—his harem only had a mere eleven people, and he already had to start worrying about a place to live!
Thinking of this, Kenji felt he still needed to push the construction team at the old house in the countryside to speed up the process so he could realize the "grand blueprint" in his heart sooner... After this period of preparation, the songs Kenji had specially prepared for Natsuka and the others had finally successfully finished recording.
Every song was infused with Kenji's effort, from the polishing of the melodies to the adjustment of the accompaniment, striving for perfection in everything.
As soon as these songs were launched , they were like a heavy bomb dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.
The total number of downloads on the first day directly broke the five million mark. This staggering data made everyone take notice.
Not only that, even the platform's member subscription volume showed a small increase, which was enough to see the popularity of these songs.
As these songs accumulated a certain level of fame, Kenji felt the time was ripe. He arranged for the company to try to build momentum and publicity, preparing to hold public concerts for Natsuka and the others.
Kenji had always been quite attentive toward his women, especially regarding their future development, and was willing to give his full support.
Particularly in terms of capital investment, Kenji would not be stingy with a single cent.
In his view, while money was being invested in large amounts now, by the time Natsuka and the others became idol stars through their own abilities, the returns brought by utilizing the massive fan traffic owned by stars would definitely be huge, even exceeding expectations.
At the same time, Kenji personally wrote a few songs himself.
Time flowed quietly, and it soon became Thursday.
This day was of extraordinary significance to Kenji.
Because this was the day he was to be a guest at Kanako's house, and he had always kept this matter in mind.
Since it was a school day and not a weekend, Kenji and Kanako had to be careful, fearing that Kaede Mori would become suspicious.
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