I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

She already has a million followers on Line and over 200,000 followers on Twitter, which shows that she uses Line frequently.

His profiles on both social media platforms are very brief, suggesting he's a very low-key person.

She doesn't post updates very frequently, mainly landscape photos. She does post some photos of herself, but they are mostly group photos.

Feng Zejian looked for differences in the group photo and finally identified her as the person in question.

When Feng Zejian saw her in person, he was slightly shocked. Her green pupils clearly indicated that she was of Nordic descent. She had the high nose bridge of a Westerner, the features of an Asian, and the gentle temperament of an Eastern woman. She also had naturally blonde hair.

It is no exaggeration to say that she combined the best of both the East and the West.

"Feng Zejian, why have you been silent all this time? I didn't ask you to actually seduce her."

Feng Zejian shook his head.

"This person is a bit challenging, but it shouldn't be too difficult. I can't guarantee that I can make her lose her composure, but I can guarantee that we won't lose too badly."

The science and technology hall nodded.

"That's enough. The opponent is too strong. It would be good if we could lose gracefully."

"When the debate topic is given, I will write out the arguments for you to memorize. Of course, you can also use your own arguments if you want."

Kazema and Ruri Shinbo excitedly gave each other an OK sign.

"Then please."

It feels amazing to have someone carry you!

Misae Takeuchi didn't react much, probably because she wanted to make a name for herself in the debate world through her own abilities.

"Alright, let's leave the business behind and have dinner."

Everyone accepted the generous portions of food without hesitation.

They exchanged contact information at the end of the dinner.

The first match will begin in a week.

When Kazema got home, he called Kana Kumagai and asked for leave.

Kana Kumagai died instantly.

Feng Zejian looked somewhat helpless.

I realize I can't tease her as much as I used to in the future.

Feng Zeli went to training camp, and Zeda Rio would launch night raids from time to time.

The next day, around noon, Feng Zejian woke up slightly in bed.

Chapter Seventy-Seven: The New Neighbors

At this moment, only Feng Zejian was at home, but there was a loud noise outside.

It must be someone moving in. Speaking of which, the apartment across from mine has been empty for a while, so I guess someone will move in soon.

Feng Zejian took a shower, lay on the sofa in a bathrobe, and drank an iced beverage.

I was figuring out where to start my investigation when I went to the leaf-viewing area.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Zejian got up and went to open the door.

When he saw that beautiful face, Feng Zejian was stunned for a moment.

Tsumi Gasai was also stunned.

Tsumi Gasai held the cake box in one hand and covered her mouth with the other.

"It can't be such a coincidence."

Feng Zejian shrugged.

So, is today your move?

"It's not really moving, it's more like a delivery. I usually only buy things and don't exchange them, so...won't you invite me in for a bit?"

Feng Zejian paused for a moment, then stepped aside to make way for him.

My wife, Tsumi, carried the cake into the house and looked around at the furnishings, exclaiming:

“This place is really nice.”

Kazema went to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of juice, and handed it to Tsumi.

"Did you move again?"

Gasai Tsumi nodded.

“I consulted a fortune teller, and that place wasn’t suitable for living alone, so I bought another place here. I never expected to become your neighbor, little brother. Here, this is a little gift for us to meet.”

He patted the cake as he spoke. "Thank you then."

Tsumi Gasai looked at Kazesawa, a unique expression appearing between her brows.

Her slender, pale fingers moved back and forth across the back of Feng Zejian's hand.

"You left without saying goodbye that day, without even leaving me your contact information. I can't find you anywhere."

Feng Zejian also spoke the truth.

"I never thought I'd see you again, so I didn't stay."

Tsumi Gasai pressed herself against him, her face contorted with a pitiful expression as she pressed him for an answer:

"you hate me?"

"No, it's just that I feel it's nice to be just a passerby in each other's lives."

My wife Tsumi smiled.

He stepped back again. "Little brother, I owe you a huge favor."

Feng Zejian still thought it was because he had saved her.

"You offered it to me but I didn't want it, so let's just leave it at that."

“It’s not about that, it’s about the advice you gave me. I did what you said, and it really worked. They got a taste of the benefits and didn’t dare to harass me anymore. Their attitude has also improved a lot.”

Then the conversation changed.

"so...."

Tsumi Gasai's gaze lingered on the area that even the spacious bathrobe couldn't cover.

I began to master it through the bathrobe.

Tsumi Gasai was surprised to find that what she held in her hands was gradually slipping out of her control.

Tsumi Gasai's expression gradually shifted from confidence, doubt, and shock to final infatuation.

For the past five years, I've been under so much scrutiny from my husband's children that I haven't dared to make a single mistake.

Tsumi Gasai pulled down the pants of her bathrobe, saw the real thing, and her red lips parted wide.

The boss's red lips barely covered it.

Feng Zejian placed his hands on the back of the sofa, leaned back, and closed his eyes.

Tsumi Gasai's methods were more numerous than any he had ever used against anyone.

In just twenty minutes, Feng Zejian's first wave of attacks ended.

As Tsumi Gasai's throat moved up and down.

The second round has officially begun.

There's a saying that captures the essence: if you take a picture of a young girl's breasts, she'll ask you what you're doing, but if you take a picture of a young woman's breasts, she'll change her pose.

Gasai Tsumi sat on Kazesawa's lap, swaying her slender waist like a lively and agile elf.

For Kazema, it was all enjoyment.

This is a valuable legacy left by a top-tier conglomerate.

Kazesawa became the game controller, and Gasaizumi became the joystick of the controller.

Left and right, up and down, up and down and left and right, trying to maximize the sense of control for both sides.

Tsumi Gasai was trembling all over, her eyes rolling back.

Today, I left my mark on the deepest part of the place I had never been before.

Tsumi Gasai is very particular; she always uses her sharp tongue to clean up the battlefield before starting the next round.

Kazema admitted that in this respect, Tsumi Gasai was indeed slightly better.

In the third round, Feng Zejian decided to take the initiative and break his previous record.

And Tsumi Gasai's countless eye rolls are the final proof.

Three rounds, lasting about three hours, were taken by Tsumi Azuma, who was washing herself in the bathroom in Kazesawa.

It was too intense, and there are marks all over the body, so it needs to be cleaned thoroughly.

Her desires weren't actually that strong to begin with. Men and women are different. Men reach a steady peak after adulthood, while women's desires rise rapidly after they turn thirty, reaching a peak between the ages of thirty and thirty-five, after which they slowly decline.

Moreover, Tsumi Gasai had been holding back for five years.

Some experiences cannot be provided by toys.

When Tsumi Gasai was taking a bath, all she could think about was that thing from Kazesawa.

My body has firmly memorized that feeling of pushing beyond its limits.

I doubt anyone else would have that feeling.

Tsumi Gasai never expected that her neighbor would be Kazasawa.

Living across the hall from each other might make things much more convenient in the future.

At this moment, Tsumi Gasai already regarded Kazesawa as a long-term "friend" in her heart.

Tsumi Gasai came out completely naked after taking a bath.

Feng Zejian saw this but didn't say anything, since there weren't any extra bath towels or bathrobes at home for her.

"Your clothes will be dry soon."

Gasai Tsumi leaned against Kazesawa.

The scent of the shampoo, combined with the perfume I wear regularly, creates a unique fragrance.

It smells exceptionally good.

"Little brother, why didn't you let your sister kiss you before?"

"Um... after kissing the genitals, don't kiss the genitals."

Tsumi Gasai chuckled.

Then, she gently bit Feng Zejian's earlobe with her red lips and said infatuatedly, "Little brother, I really like you so much. Can you keep me company when you're free?"

Kazema didn't answer immediately; he had his own concerns, which Tsumi Gasai noticed.

Tsumi Gasai confided in Kazesawa.

"I'm not a casual person, and I don't plan to look for anyone else. After all, I met you, and you can give me an experience that no one else can."

“You like to take the initiative and be assertive, and I can accommodate you. Although my brother is not short of money now, in the future, as long as it is a matter of money, it will not be a problem for me.”

"Is that good~"

The tingling sound left Feng Zejian somewhat helpless.

Seeing Tsumi's expectant gaze, he lifted her chin.

A sense of evil came over me.

"Then call me 'Master' and let me hear it?"

"Master~"

This address of "master" greatly satisfied Kazema's vanity and also demonstrated Tsumi Agatsuma's determination.