Macho Harem Paradise Project

Vision, mental strength, concentration, and even thinking seem to be...

She couldn't wait to get to the door of her house, where she used the stone for daily training, and began to use her strength.

“It’s actually…really…”

Yang Ming Xiuyi did not lie to himself. This matter should be worth being happy about. However, right now, Hell Blizzard could not be said to have many emotional fluctuations. Instead, he felt more calm.

What he said was not a lie, and the sense of happiness that came naturally when those things entered the body was not fake.

With a serious expression, Fubuki had already made a decision in her heart.

Just once made me clearly feel this kind of growth. What if... it happened a few more times?

Maybe it is just a drop in the bucket for her sister, but if such growth can be sustained, does it mean that as long as time is long enough, she really has a hope of catching up with her sister?

He took out his cell phone, took several deep breaths, and finally sent the text message.

"When is the next time?"

"Wait for my news."

The other party replied quickly, but the message was not what he expected.

But she soon realized that her current mood was not right. This attitude of begging a man to do something for her was too weird.

No... this is not something strange. That's right, for me it's not what Yang Ming Xiuyi did to me, but I used his power to become stronger and achieve my goal. He is not important, just... just a toy.

That’s right, you can become stronger just by playing with toys. There is no better choice than this.

When people do something wrong, they will involuntarily feel guilty. It is because of this feeling of shame that people produce self-compensation and want to convince themselves that they did this thing just for this purpose and not for anything else.

"Please hurry up."

"You are quite proactive."

Yang Ming Xiuyi was looking at his phone on the other side and smacking his lips, wondering if he would let this woman get anything good.

Although there was indeed substantial intimate interaction, he had taken great care to avoid letting his life force erode him. If he used a force that ordinary people could not resist at this time, then this kind of gameplay from transaction to addiction would lose its fun. What we want is to be reluctant at the beginning and then self-degradation later. This is what it means.

The other party did not continue to reply. Yang Mingxiu put down his phone and hugged the quiet Miss Ruoye, allowing her to sleep as comfortably as possible.

Now it’s good. I don’t have to go to work anymore. I can just stay at home every day and it’s almost like a sweet honeymoon vacation.

He had just intimately hooked his hands around her cheeks and kissed her hard, and they were still interacting at a negative distance during the kiss. However, without long-term practice, it would be difficult for humans to keep up with Yang Ming Shuichi's pace. He was so hard that she was completely defeated in a short while.

The other hand protected the shoulders to prevent the hair from being pressed down. As to whether it was just to protect the shoulders, only Yang Ming Xiuyi himself knew.

Anyway, Miss Ruo Ye was already extremely tired and had already fallen into a very deep sleep. It would be difficult to wake her up unless there was a lot of noise.

. . . . . .

It was another sunny morning, and Saitama was enjoying the good weather in the house. The Hero Association was really generous. The income of an S-class hero was more than enough for him to no longer need to pay attention to discounted goods in supermarkets, and it was enough for him to live a life without having to tighten his belt.

However, the bald man, who had very low material desires, obviously did not take this matter too seriously, even though there was already an uproar outside because of his rapid promotion. Many people were wondering whether the bald caped man was taking advantage of his familiarity with the devil cyborg and the powerful Yangming.

Heroes have been completely idolized, and people are more willing to believe that only those with gorgeous appearance are worthy of having powerful strength. At least from the outside, Saitama looks ordinary and is almost no different from an ordinary office worker. People are unwilling to accept the fact that he may be very strong.

Unless there are more intuitive facts in front of us.

"Let's go get some food."

The heroes' activity areas are mostly divided according to their own residences. As a newly promoted S-class, Saitama is naturally obligated to participate in patrols. He and Genos work together to maintain peace on the edge of the ruined City Z. Otherwise, according to the frequency and intensity of the monsters appearing here, they will sooner or later threaten the city center.

Precisely because of the lack of people living here, no one recorded the monsters that Saitama dealt with here for a long time, which is why it has remained unknown.

"From now on, we, the underground people, will rule the earth!"

The weird-looking monster had just crawled out of the concrete when he was crushed to pieces by Saitama. He stood there and thought about it. Yangming had reminded him before that if he defeated the monster, he must report it to the contact person in time, otherwise his income might be reduced. So he reluctantly took out his mobile phone to make a contact.

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?895 Growth

Given his personality, if he wasn't threatened with income, he would probably find everything troublesome.

As a black SUV stopped beside the road, professional association workers soon gathered around the crushed underground people, and through the survey, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

This is an entire race of nonhumans, guaranteed to be ghost level.

Although they have not yet caused any damage to the city, they can be identified by simply observing the holes and tunnels created by their passage through the ground.

"Is that all done? I'm leaving now."

Saitama waved his hands. He was in a hurry to go to the supermarket to buy things. Although he was not so short of money now, he still had to practice frugality. It was okay to have a big meal occasionally. There was no need to enjoy it every day.

"It's... that one! Mr. Bald Cape Man."

"...anything else?"

When Saitama heard this title, his eyes darkened. The titles of the people around him were so domineering, but he sounded like a passerby. But he couldn't blame anyone. It was his fault that he didn't pay much attention to these things when he first became a hero. As a result, the association rudely named people based on their appearance.

"Nothing! Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Bald Cape Man!"

"oh···"

After replying coldly, Saitama set out on a shopping trip, which could also be considered as a patrol of his residence.

The black-clad staff were unable to ask the answer. When they saw the scene of the underground people being crushed and the road surface being pressed by a terrifying force, they couldn't help but think of the strange giant injuries on the buildings here that they had sent people to investigate.

Since no definite evidence was found as to whether the horrific gap was caused by humans or monsters, the matter was left unresolved. However, when you think about the bald cloaked man who had just joined the association and was promoted to S-level together with the devil cyborg and Haowan Yangming, a certain fact is about to be confirmed.

. . . . . .

"Master Fubuki, I apologize for the poor hospitality you received from me."

Yoshida Wakaya looked nervously at the hero sitting on her stool. She had short dark green hair and wore a black dress with a snow-white down jacket. Even such thick clothing could not hide her graceful figure. Coupled with her exquisite face, she was an impeccable beauty.

The identity of this beauty is Hell Snow, a super popular female hero whose popularity is just below that of S-class heroes, but is enough to be on par with the top A-class heroes.

Of course, just being the number one in B-class cannot shake Yoshida Wakaya. She has witnessed the birth of three S-class heroes. It can be said that the three S-class heroes, Yangming Shuichi, Saitama, and Genos, were all fueled by her behind the scenes. The current tension is only because this beauty has a more eye-catching identity.

The second in S-class, Tornado of Thrill, is her sister.

With this identity alone, even if Hell SnowBlizzard is just an ordinary person, he will attract countless people to come and admire him and want to get close to him. And the moody Tornado who is like a big kid is also the nightmare of countless association staff.

Yoshida Wakaya is no longer nervous about those high-level heroes, but he is still afraid of Tornado.

"It tastes delicious, thank you for the treat."

"Ms. Fubuki's purpose for coming this time is...?"

"I have something to discuss with Haowan Yangming about the future development of the Fubuki Group."

"That's right."

Yoshida Wakaya's heart was beating fast. Yangming Shuichi was now a prominent figure in the association. His confirmed achievements included: destroying the House of Evolution, participating in forcing back meteorites, and instantly killing a demon-level wolfhound monster on his first appearance. These achievements might not be numerous compared to the heroes who were always in the S-level, but each one was very valuable.

This is also the reason why the three of them were promoted to S-level so smoothly.

——Hell Blizzard might be very popular, but it is an established fact that her strength is far inferior to her sister. The two sisters are as different as they look. It’s not that I’m ironic that Blizzard is too weak, but because her sister Tornado is too strong.

As a B-class hero, the reason for finding the S-class Yangming Shuichi to discuss the affairs of the Fubuki Group is a bit strange no matter how you think about it. At least in Ruoye's heart, Yangming Shuichi is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs. In fact, his style of doing things is more purposeful.

"Well, that's true."

Yang Ming Shuichi nodded and took a sip of the miso soup.

Full of soy sauce and salty flavor, with some umami. Yang Ming Xiuyi felt that some of the food in Japan was so rough that he didn't know how to describe it. Even if he cooked it with his feet, the taste would be richer than this.

But after all, it was made by his beloved wife Ruo Ye. Even if it was a lump of food, he would eat it expressionlessly, and then say solemnly, "Let me cook from now on."

——Are we really just discussing the affairs of the Fubuki Group? But what does this have to do with Yangming?

It was inexplicable and the information didn't match up at all. Doubts arose in Ruoye's mind, but she couldn't imagine what the plot would be at the moment. After all, the tense scene when Yangming Shuichi and Fubuki met for the first time was still vivid in her mind. It was impossible that they almost fought last time and then got together not long after that.

Although Yang Ming Xiuyi confessed to herself that he actually came from another world and had many wives, it was still impossible for her not to care when he really appeared in front of her.

"Go to my room."

"Ok."

Looking at Yangming Shuichi and Fubuki entering the study, Yoshida Wakaya tilted his head. Yangming's sister was still in the room, and he soon showed a relieved expression.

Little did he know that in order to make his little move go smoothly, the young man had already let Xue Ye descend from the window, with the purpose of allowing Fubuki to eat what she wanted without worry.

"What a scumbag, he still does this even though he has a partner."

"You still care about ruining other people's feelings? Then we can stop it. Please go back."

Yangming Xiuyi had a grin that asked for a beating. This girl Fubuki was still thinking of alleviating her guilt about this improper relationship by criticizing him. She was really thinking too much.

Young people are not the kind of people who are willing to suffer losses in silence.

The other party was unmoved by any soft or hard words, so Fubuki curled her lips and pushed him down on the bed.

For Ruoye, all she knew was that there was blood in the room, so she felt relieved. For Fubuki, she never saw the young man's sister from beginning to end, so she thought that she was not at home.

After all, this is a good opportunity. After the last time, she was surprised to find that both her physical strength and mental strength had improved to a considerable extent. These things are definitely rare growth opportunities for people with super powers.

?896 The Essence of Transaction

Superpowers are not like physical abilities that can be improved through repeated high-pressure training. You have to know that mental strength is largely determined at birth.

Jigoku Fubuki is a woman who is willing to give up some things in order to achieve her goals. This is also the main reason why she agreed to Yangming Shuichi. The huge gap between her and her sister has made her mental state unhealthy. Coupled with Tornado's spoiled childish personality, it is conceivable that her sister must not have any awareness of her sister's situation, and may even have suppressed her unintentionally.

Under a lot of pressure, Fubuki got the opportunity to become stronger, and she certainly wouldn't let it go easily.

"You're not going back?"

"you···"

After all, she found that she had no reason to gain the upper hand in the lip-to-lip and tongue-to-tongue communication, so Fubuki squatted down helplessly. Anyway... anyway, this was just for the purpose of becoming stronger, and each took what he needed.

"Untie."

"Why? This is not a necessary procedure."

"Didn't you ever think that if I get more stimulation, I'll come faster?"

"Tsk..."

——Men are indeed such greedy creatures.

The black dress was lifted up and she was wearing black lace.

"It's spectacular, and totally different from your sister."

"..."

Yang Ming Xiuyi remained silent and no longer made more excessive demands. He ate his meal one bite at a time, and always made sure his actions were testing the other party's bottom line. If he pulled her bottom line down too much at once, it might cause a backlash.

Anyway, Fubuki will no longer refuse my invitation, and I will add a little bit to the process every time... until she falls completely and loses all bottom line.

The Black Flame Dragon burst out with its head held high. Fubuki had already prepared herself mentally, but she was still shocked to the point of choking. The last time it happened was in the park next to the apartment, and this time it was even more excessive. It started directly at his girlfriend's house. I don't know whether I should praise this guy for his courage.

"Clip it."

"I see."

Even though the Black Flame Dragon was wrapped softly, a long part of it was exposed. Fubuki's red lips moved and began to swallow.

The strange feeling in the body came up again, a strange feeling that could not be expressed in specific words. I always felt my own soft and smooth skin, but now I suddenly began to feel the completely different physical feeling from the opposite sex, the hardness, thickness and strength brought by muscles and skeletons.

“Sizzle…Sizzle…”

Yang Ming Xiuyi narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. The other party's subconscious technical growth exceeded his expectations. It had indeed reached a very comfortable level. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the softness that could not be grasped with one palm, and changed it into various shapes.

"Well!!"

Fubuki felt her legs go weak instantly.

All he cared about was the strange whispers that came out of his mouth.

"That won't do. I won't come out like this."

Yang Mingxiu picked up the connective tissue with one finger and twisted it teasingly.

"Don't... go too far... uh..."

"Ms. Fubuki, don't forget that you have the power to call a halt at any time."

With tears in the corners of her eyes and a look of grievance as if she had been bullied by a bad guy, Hell Snow had never been treated like this before. However, for this opportunity, this opportunity to catch up with her sister, she continued to lower her head, endured the numbness all over her body, and continued to compromise.

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