A journey through the underworld, starting from the Tsubakihara family.

"Then I can give you 300 million in compensation, do you want it?"

"I want!"

Shirakawa Miwa's beautiful, watery eyes burned with passion as she tilted her head back, demanding a kiss from him.

Jingu Makoto lowered his head and kissed her soft pink lips, his long red penis skillfully probing inside, intertwining with her lips and teeth.

At the same time, one hand deftly unbuttoned the white shirt uniform, climbing up to her large, full breasts, gently squeezing and kneading them, sinking into the delicate, soft marshmallow; the other hand slid down her fragrant buttocks, sending out two scouts to explore...

"Mmm~"

Miwa Shirakawa let out a satisfied sigh. A sob escaped her throat, and her body trembled slightly.

Nimble fingers flew up and down, playing a romantic melody symbolizing love and desire.

Shirakawa Miwa's breathing grew heavier and heavier, and her long, sexy legs in black stockings were now taut and straight.

"Well--"

Miwa Shirakawa's eyes were misty and glistening with tears; she couldn't resist wanting to go further and touch something more real.

"continue?"

After receiving her tacit approval with a slight tremor of her eyelashes, Makoto Jingu led her to his desk.

Now it's time to play the part that wasn't finished earlier.

Miwa Shirakawa bent down, her arms resting on the solid tabletop, her ample breasts falling naturally.

Jingu Makoto lifted the lower half of her black skirt, the hem of which piled up at her waist like waves, revealing the entire ripe and delicious peach to him.

He gently pushed aside the obstructing fabric and played the first note of the second half—

"Um……"

As the in-depth collaboration was completed, Shirakawa Miwa couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Makoto Jingu felt as if he had entered a warm and tight space, with the soft inner walls around him contracting slightly and uncontrollably.

He stood behind Shirakawa Miwa, holding her slender waist, each time eliciting an even more moving tremor.

"Mmm... Ahh... Oh..."

He raised his hands and began to work the millstone with both hands.

A series of crisp "snap" sounds echoed in the office.

Miwa Shirakawa bit her lower lip, the faint sensation only fueling her excitement.

She shook herself more vigorously, and her singing grew louder and louder: "Mmm... Makoto-kun...!"

The symphony of love and desire echoed in the room, like waves crashing against Shirakawa Miwa's reason in a storm.

When the tide finally overwhelmed all her reason, Shirakawa Miwa's arms could no longer support her swaying figure, and her cherry lips parted slightly, bringing this great performance to a close.

"what--"

Jingu Makoto didn't deliberately suppress his impulses; he followed his inner emotions and let them flow freely.

He gently embraced Shirakawa Miwa, and the two hugged each other, their breaths gradually calming down as they whispered sweet nothings to each other.

"Phew... that's enough for today."

Shirakawa Miwa looked up, glanced at the clock on the wall, and pursed her lips reluctantly.

"The other teachers will be coming to work in a little while."

She slowly rose from Jingu Makoto's body, her slender fingers carefully smoothing out the wrinkles on the hem of her uniform skirt.

Jingu Makoto cooperated tacitly with her and restored the office to its original state.

The summer morning breeze slipped in through the open window, quietly carrying away the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

"Cheng Jun..."

Shirakawa Miwa suddenly leaned closer and reached out to straighten his slightly disheveled collar.

"That's good enough." She took a half step back and examined her masterpiece. The clean-cut and handsome boy in front of her perfectly matched the image of the top student she usually knew.

But then, as if suddenly remembering something important, a thin mist clouded her azure eyes.

"Speaking of which... Cheng-kun will be graduating soon, right?"

"Yes, the entrance exams are at the end of the month." Makoto Jingu looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Why are you suddenly asking about this?"

She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Then... will we not be able to see each other like this so often in the future?"

Oh, so that's what you're worried about. Looking at the silly teacher in front of him who rarely showed such unease, Makoto Jingu felt a gentle ripple in his heart.

Indeed, as more and more wings appear in the future, it may be difficult for everyone to gather together, and some people may not be able to be taken care of...

However, he has come up with a good solution to this problem.

“Meihe.” He suddenly leaned closer and gently kissed her slightly flushed cheek in her surprised gaze. “I promise you, I will never let you feel lonely.”

Shirakawa Miwa blinked, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. But the determined light in the boy's eyes melted away all her unease on this summer morning.

"Hmm...I believe in Cheng-kun."

Chapter 76 First Order

As the school bell rang, Makoto Jingu returned to the classroom.

Sitting in his seat, he listened to the lecture while communicating with the system in his mind.

He has been thinking about Shirakawa Miwa's concerns recently and has come up with several solutions.

Ultimately, he chose a solution that would solve the problem once and for all—to create a small world and grant the wings the freedom to enter and exit it.

In this way, if he goes on an adventure to another world in the future, the wings can also have a happy party with him through the small world.

Ideally, the flow of time within the small world should be freely controlled, thus ensuring that the needs of every wing are met.

However, while the idea is good, his current points are far from enough.

Makoto Jingu had previously tested abilities involving time, space, causality, and fate, and the points required were generally in the tens of millions. Only one-time use items would be cheaper.

Fortunately, this is the Otherworld, and as everyone knows, the protagonists and villains in the Otherworld have all sorts of strange and wonderful abilities.

Therefore, Makoto Shingu did not intend to waste points to create a new plane out of thin air; he planned to take what was already there.

[System, deduct points and search this world for any small worlds that I can obtain with my current strength.]

[Didi, insufficient points]

"Insufficiency, in other words, exists," Jingu Makoto's eyes lit up.

After repeated modifications and the addition of some restrictive conditions, the system sent a long string of information to Makoto Jingu after deducting 5 points.

A portrait of a person, along with his information, appeared in Jingu Makoto's mind.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a black suit and evening gown, a top hat, and a monocle.

Name: Barud Barut

[Rank: Pseudo-Demigod]

[Introduction: A magician residing in Amida Plain, possessing profound magical skills, who strayed onto the evil path in pursuit of immortality. He once entered the divine realm after the fall of the evil god ???, gaining some knowledge from it and experiencing a rapid increase in strength. He is currently plotting to seize the Philosopher's Stone from within the Red Queen Aishu, thereby ascending to demigodhood and opening a gate to the demon realm in Amida Plain.]

Isn't this the main villain from Steel Witch? Makoto Jingu immediately realized.

After recalling the plot, he found that the information provided by the system did indeed meet his requirements.

First, there is a ready-made small world—the divine kingdom after the fall of the evil god, which far exceeds expectations.

As for whether there are any hidden tricks left by evil gods, we can just use the points to cleanse them up later.

Secondly, there are quite a few beautiful female Pals in Steel Witches, and as someone who aspires to be Cao Pi, Makoto Jingu naturally wouldn't miss them.

Furthermore, there's the protagonist Tachibana Rikuro's immortality ability. Shingu Makoto is also very interested in this ability. Even if he doesn't need it, he can sell it to the system for a considerable amount of points.

The only one to worry about is the magician Barud; it seems he needs some targeted measures.

Fortunately, according to the information provided by the system, the plot will not begin until next month, so he still has plenty of time to prepare.

Jingu Makoto let out a soft breath and continued communicating with the system.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the morning classes are over.

As the bell rang, the students left the classroom and began their lunch break.

"Cheng-kun, I'm here~"

After class, Nanao Akane rushed to the door of Class A and waited there.

Jingu Makoto was equally unceremonious, with his left arm around Murasaki Natsume and his right arm around Nanao Akane.

Amidst the already accustomed gazes of the crowd, they went up to the rooftop to enjoy their bento boxes.

After eating, it's natural to do some exercises to aid digestion.

Just as Makoto Jingu turned his head, about to speak, his phone suddenly rang.

"Drip..."

"Ok?"

He picked up his phone and looked at its contents.

"Chengjun, are you free now? I have a female student here who is under a lot of pressure as final exams approach and needs your counseling."

Location: Sheng Hua College

Attachment: Student Information.jpg

"You have received the information sent by your friend Rikka-chan."

"Finally, an order?" He raised an eyebrow slightly.

Akane, standing nearby, asked curiously, "Makoto-kun, what's wrong?"

"I have something to do, I might have to go out for a bit later."

After thinking for a moment, Jingu Makoto spoke.

Seeing the disappointed looks on the two beautiful girls' faces, he chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely feed you before I leave."

An hour later, after passing on all his ancestral treasures to Natsume Murasaki and Akane Nanao, Makoto Jingu took a taxi to Seika Girls' Academy.

Sitting in the car, he casually opened his phone to check the information that Huang Liuhua had sent him.

"Kisaragi-ba... is an acquaintance."

……

Sheng Hua College, Psychological Counseling Room.

The afternoon sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the newly renovated office, casting a golden glow on the clean space.

Makoto Jingu looked around—a large desk, a comfortable sofa for guests, and a panoramic window facing the playground.

"Lord Cheng, are you satisfied?"

Huang Liuhua turned gracefully in her high heels, her grey-white bodycon skirt outlining her breathtaking waist and hip curves with each movement.

Her legs, clad in sheer black stockings, gleamed alluringly in the sunlight, and each step caused the taut skirt to tremble slightly.

She stopped in front of Jingu Makoto, her arms wrapped around herself, her large breasts almost bursting out of her clothes.

"Pretty good." Shingu Makoto nodded, his eyes revealing undisguised appreciation.

Then he looked at the small door at the back of the room: "By the way, what's that over there?"

"You'll see for yourself."

Huang Liuhua didn't explain immediately, but kept everyone in suspense. Led by her, the two pushed open the door and went inside.

What comes into view is a spacious bedroom with a large, white bed placed in the center.

There were also several clothes racks around, displaying all kinds of uniforms—JK, nurse, teacher, flight attendant, maid... Each one exuded a carefully designed allure.

There were also some interesting toys by the bed.

"This is the place where you and your students can truly conduct psychological guidance; all the teaching tools have been prepared for you!"