Everything Begins With a Debt in the Hentai World

"..."

"Hmm?"

Noticing that Ito Yoshito had fallen silent, Kurashiki Reika raised an eyebrow, her tone growing somewhat cold.

"What's the matter? Am I not good enough for you?"

"No, no, it's just… I'm a person of principle! You should have investigated it, my father is a rogue who hasn't cared for me since I was very young."

Ito Yoshito paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

After a moment, he turned to look out the window, his deep gaze revealing a glint of determination.

"I started to be self-reliant from a very young age. Although I accepted some help from elders and friends, I still repaid them through hard work. I don't want to get something for nothing; I want to change my fate through my own efforts! So, all these years, no matter how difficult the struggles I faced, I've gritted my teeth and persevered."

"I've always believed that '(What doesn't kill me makes me stronger)' is the most accurate portrayal of myself!"

As he continued speaking, Yoshito felt increasingly passionate, as though the fiery blood that had pooled in his lower abdomen was now surging throughout his body.

The heat within him fuelled his conviction.

If given the choice, Yoshito wouldn't mind being supported by such a mature and beautiful woman. 

However, earlier, when Kurashiki Reika had dangled the idea of a bright future in front of him, Yoshito couldn't help but be curious.

He used his "ring" to delve into what she mentioned.

In the end, he uncovered her secret.

It turned out that when Reika first discovered her husband's infidelity, she felt an intense rage.

But gradually, that fiery anger subsided, replaced by something strange.

Reika found herself repeatedly watching the surveillance videos of her husband's betrayals with a growing sense of curiosity.

As those strange feelings deepened, they began to affect her body:

Flushing, a racing heart, and an inexplicable warmth.

With each passing day of re-examination, Reika eventually discovered the root of her feelings:

As the only daughter of the Kurashiki family, who had lived a queen-like existence where she could always get what she desired.

She found an unexpected thrill in being deceived and betrayed by her partner.

In other words, she enjoyed the desire to share her partner with others. 

This bizarre feeling was something she had never experienced before.

Yet, rather than feeling ashamed, she quickly embraced it and allowed her husband to pursue affairs with mistresses.

However, her husband's actions had always left her disappointed.

Just when she became immersed in these new experiences, he had depleted his resources.

At that moment, Ito Yoshito, this handsome young man, appeared before her, and she thought it was destiny.

As she began to seek out someone to satisfy her peculiar interests, fate had conveniently served her a prime candidate on a plate.

What was given cannot be rejected; she immediately decided to cultivate Yoshito into the kind of lover that met her various preferences and then…

Pass him along to her friends for enjoyment!

The reason Yoshito wanted to refuse was that he believed Reika intended to train him to be a male escort, sent to entertain various wealthy women related to Kurashiki's business dealings.

He felt he had no right to choose to accept or reject such a fate, imagining himself being pressured by an overweight woman with a fierce demeanor.

As he contemplated the situation, his fabricated words became even more resolute.

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"So, Mrs. Kurashiki, please forgive me for my refusal!"

"..." 

Kurashiki Reika felt no turmoil from Yoshito's words; instead, it ignited her desire to conquer him further. 

"Do you realize? Your debt has now been transferred to me, and it collects interest. If you don't repay it soon, the amount will accumulate until it becomes an insurmountable burden." 

Reika looked at Yoshito with a calm demeanor, her playful tone hinting at her amusement with his juvenile behavior. 

Yoshito fell silent once again, the passionate heat within him dousing as if it had been splashed with cold water. 

"I…" 

Observing the shifting expressions and internal struggles on Yoshito's face, Reika felt a sense of exhilaration.

As if a thousand horses were trampling through her heart, a thrill of dominance igniting within her.

"There's no need to rush. I can give you time to consider. However…"

Reika elongated her words with a light laugh, her tone brimming with a confidence and arrogance that suggested Yoshito was already hers.

Having once again been maneuvered into a corner, Yoshito hesitantly followed Reika's lead and asked, "However what?" 

"However, I need to see your sincerity first!"

Reika extended her delicate hand, caressing Yoshito's face.

Her slender fingers gently lifted his chin, pulling it to align with her beautiful visage. 

"What must I do to show my sincerity?"

Yoshito asked, gazing into Reika's turquoise, deep-set eyes.

They resembled a shadowy abyss, capable of ensnaring even the brightest light, much less someone as small as Yoshito.

"Stand up in front of me," Reika commanded, waving her hand dismissively.

"Do you know? Taking care of pearls requires regular inspection. If you don't address any issues with the oyster promptly, the pearls inside will never grow!" 

"?" 

As Reika lowered her elegantly crossed legs, her well-formed, silky black nylons brushed against Yoshito's calf with the tips of her red high heels.

Standing in front of her now, Yoshito could fully appreciate the allure of Kurashiki Reika: her cheeks were slightly flushed, her radiant beauty exuding a springtime charm. 

"Now, let's see if the exquisite oysters I've nurtured can yield great pearls!" 

The night air, slightly cool, wafted into the hospital room, raising the white curtains with gentle fingers.

Yet, the sensation of chill quickly dissipated in the scorching heat that enveloped the room.

The rising temperature in the ward began to make Reika somewhat uncomfortable, evident in her slightly disheveled appearance.

Her strikingly beautiful face bore deep blushes, a fine sheen of sweat forming on her nose, and wisps of hair sticking to her cheeks due to perspiration, creating a dreamy and enchanting aura.

A gentle breeze fluttered through, causing her long lashes to softly quiver.

Suddenly, it seemed as if she were struck by something intense.

Her alluring, elongated eyes widened in surprise.

She bit her ruby lips, appearing to stifle a noise. Her fair and voluptuous legs snapped together, raising a small stir. 

"Hmm❤️∽Ah—" 

Glistening with a thin layer of sweat, Reika wiped her forehead and glanced at Yoshito, reaching out to smooth his thick, shiny hair. 

"Wipe your mouth… both mouths." 

After a hesitant moment, Yoshito touched his slightly sore tongue and stood, gazing at Reika, who was sprawled on the hospital bed, lightly panting.

The red office lady uniform lifted and fell rhythmically as she breathed.

"How did I do, Mrs. Kurashiki? Was it to your satisfaction?" he asked.

Though the heat in the room steadily decreased, the redness on Reika's face, cascading down to her elegant neck and sculpted collarbone, remained undiminished. 

She gently wiped the sweat from her neck and waved her hand, tugging at her neckline to invite a breeze, seeking relief from the heat.

"It was quite an experience; I can already feel your sincerity," Reika murmured, her eyes shimmering like rippling water, clearly pleased with Yoshito's service.

"Now take your time to consider my proposal. I won't be charging interest during this period." 

"Thank you, Mrs. Kurashiki."

Unconsciously, Yoshito began to address her with respect.

Reika nodded in satisfaction.

This was the power and cunning of a mature femme fatale! With a little maneuvering, her prey could only obediently walk into the trap she had laid for him. 

"I look forward to seeing you again. I'll take my leave now." 

"Please take care." 

Yoshito accompanied Reika to the corridor, watching her enticing silhouette twist and turn until it disappeared from his view before returning to his bed.

"Ugh...·

"This is so annoying!"