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

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"Kami-King Jingu!"

The door was suddenly pulled open, revealing Yukino Fuyuki's stunningly beautiful face.

Her pure white kimono accentuated her snow-white skin, and her long, silver hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders.

Perhaps because he left in a hurry, his collar was slightly open.

From his vantage point, Makoto Jingu could even glimpse the majestic outline of the northern hemisphere of the snow-capped mountains, and a fleeting glimpse of crimson.

"May I come in?"

Jingu Makoto politely looked away, instead gazing into Yukino Fuyuki's clear, sky-blue eyes.

"Of course!"

Under the boy's burning gaze, the blush that had just faded from the snow woman's face suddenly returned, like a startled rabbit.

Unlike the heat outside, with Yukino Fuyuki, the giant cooling princess, inside, the room was cool and pleasant, even more comfortable than with the air conditioning on.

After changing into slippers, Makoto Jingu sat down on the tatami mat in the living room.

"Here you are, Lord Jingu."

Yukino Fuyu brought over some tea and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

Jingu Makoto reached out and took the teacup; their fingertips touched in mid-air almost imperceptibly.

The warmth from the boy seemed to carry an electric current, causing Yukino Fuyuki to withdraw her hand in a flash.

She lowered her head in a panic, not daring to look at the other person, but the alluring blush had already quietly spread to her ears.

"Shin-kun...is there something you need from me?" she asked in a low voice, barely audible.

"I noticed you looked unwell, Yukino-san, so I came over to check on you," Jingu Makoto said, his voice full of concern.

Looking at the boy's kind and handsome face, Yukino Fuyuki felt that she herself, who had harbored evil thoughts at noon, was an utterly wicked villain.

Jingu-kun has helped her time and time again, yet she's thinking of using that evil tool to imprison him by her side forever...

Looking at the snow woman who had suddenly fallen silent and whose delicate body trembled slightly, Makoto Shingu continued:

"Miss Yukino, if you encounter any difficulties, please don't bear them alone. If you don't mind, you can tell me, and I will do my best to help you."

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

As soon as he finished speaking, Makoto saw Yukino Fuyuki suddenly stand up, and then... with a thud, kneel down in front of him, pressing her forehead deeply into the tatami mat.

"I'm sorry, Jingu-kun, I... I'm guilty!"

Perhaps it was because Makoto Jingu himself was right beside him, and that warm and reliable aura suppressed all evil thoughts.

No matter how brightly the hypnotic ring glowed red, it couldn't stop the Snow Woman from having a change of heart.

After listening to Yukino Fuyuki's tearful and broken confession, Jingu Makoto's lips twitched, and his expression became somewhat strained.

Goodness, according to this script, Shirakawa Miwa next door is the unsuspecting victim, while Yukino Fuyuki is the blonde guy who got the hypnotic ring and is preparing to NTR (Netorare), oh no, I mean the white guy.

As for herself, she became the weak and helpless female protagonist.

It’s really contrary to Tiangang!

However, seeing the Yuki-onna crying with tears streaming down her face, Makoto Jingu suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

He reached out and pulled Yukino Fuyuki up from the ground, then embraced her in his warm arms.

“Miss Yukino, this isn’t your fault.” He gently patted her back and comforted her softly. “To be honest, it was all that evil thing that was causing this. Besides, didn’t you resist the temptation in the end? Since nothing happened, there’s no need to blame yourself so much.”

"Really? Jingu-kun... won't you blame me?" Yukino Fuyuki raised her tearful eyes and asked cautiously.

"Mmm." Makoto Shingu smiled and gently wiped away the tear stains from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Yukino Fuyuki could no longer contain herself and buried her head deeply in Jingu Makoto's arms.

Warm tears streamed down his face, quickly soaking the boy's clothes.

"As expected of the Snow Woman, her water supply is truly abundant." Shingu Makoto silently remarked to himself.

"Waaah... Jingu-kun, I'm sorry... Ever since you first helped me move, I... I can't help but think about you..."

She sobbed, her voice thick with tears, as she poured out all the words in her heart.

"I know perfectly well that you and Miss Shirakawa are a couple, I know perfectly well that I shouldn't have these thoughts... but your gentleness, your presence, all make me unable to extricate myself..."

"I just... like Jingu-kun too much... I'm sorry, I'm such a bad woman..."

Hearing this confession, Makoto Jingu sighed, gently stroked the long hair of the woman in his arms, and replied frankly, "Actually, I also like Yukino-san very much."

"Eh?"

Yukino's crying stopped abruptly. She raised her head sharply, her blue eyes, washed with tears, filled with disbelief.

Her heart pounded wildly, and her cheeks flushed with an intoxicating blush of excitement.

"But...don't you already have Miss Shirakawa?"

"Yes, I admit it, I'm a very loving person." Jingu Makoto frankly gave a self-deprecating bitter smile. "I'm more worried that after seeing how fickle I am, will Miss Yukino feel her illusions shattered?"

He cleverly threw the question back at him.

Is he a womanizer?

Being a womanizer is good, that way she can also get a share of the profits!

Yukino Fuyuki shook her head almost without hesitation, looking at Jingu Makoto with unwavering determination: "I don't mind at all! So, Jingu-kun, we..."

The rest of the words remained unspoken.

Because Makoto Jingu had already lowered his head and used his lips to stop her from saying what she hadn't finished.

Well!

Yukino Fuyuki's eyes widened instantly.

His lips were warm, carrying a reassuring scent.

Her lips, on the other hand, were like snowflakes falling in early winter—cool, soft, and delicate.

The fusion of ice and fire brings an unprecedented and wonderful experience.

After the kiss ended, Makoto Jingu pressed his forehead against hers, gazing into her misty eyes, and said earnestly, "Yukino-chan, I hope I can become your family and stay by your side, okay?"

family……

"Okay." The snow woman gazed at him intently, tears welling up again, but this time, they were tears of joy. "Makoto-kun, I'm so happy..."

The snow woman, having achieved her wish, revealed a stunning smile that could melt away ice and snow.

She took the initiative to tiptoe and kissed him again, while grabbing Jingu Makoto's large hand and pressing it against her soft and magnificent snowfield without any hesitation.

"Mmm... Makoto, I want to... do what you did with Ms. Shirakawa before..."

I've been craving meat for so long, and finally I can eat it myself! Waaah...

Jingu Makoto felt the fiery passion in Yuki-onna's heart, as well as the softness and coolness of her palm.

However, he did not rush to the next step. With his other hand, he quietly grasped the snow woman's cold little hand and found the culprit.

The hypnotic ring seemed to sense a deadly danger; its blood-red vertical pupils glowed brightly red as it tried to unleash its last strength in a counterattack.

Then, with a mere flick of his wrist, Makoto Jingu reduced the sinister ring to dust.

Only after he had done all this did he begin to passionately respond to the kisses of the beautiful woman in his arms.

At the same time, her slender fingers deftly untied the kimono sash behind Yukino Fuyuki.

The white robe opened to the sides, and the two magnificent snow-capped mountains, which had been bound for so long, finally broke free of their shackles.

The broad, warm palms and fingers grasped the plump, soft flesh without hesitation, creating a stark contrast with the coolness of the skin itself.

During the kiss, Makoto Jingu lifted Yukino Fuyuki's slender body into his arms, and with a turn, the two of them fell onto the soft tatami mat.

The pure white kimono spread out like petals on the dark floor, highlighting the flawless and captivating snow-white body in the center, creating a stunningly beautiful and impactful scene.

Chapter 174 The Scent of the Snow Woman

"Yukino~"

"Mmm, chu... Makoto-kun..."

As their lips and teeth parted, a shimmering thread briefly intertwined in mid-air.

Yukino Fuyuki's face was flushed, and she was slightly out of breath. Looking at the boy in front of her, she asked shyly, "Makoto-kun, w-what do you think? Do you like him?"

The snow woman's voice sounded a little nervous; she was worried that her low temperature and clumsy kissing skills would make Jingu Makoto uncomfortable.

Sensing her mood, Makoto Jingu chuckled and said, "I like it very much, Yukino-chan."

"It's icy cold, just like ice cream, and it tastes great."

As he spoke, his fingers brushed across the Snow Woman's now moist red lips, as if savoring the sweetness.

Upon hearing this, Yukino Fuyuki's tense expression faded, and a shy yet beautiful smile appeared on her lips.

The lonely snow woman felt immense satisfaction because of the approval of the one she deeply loved.

"However, I'd like to try other places and see if they taste just as good."

Jingu Makoto smiled, then leaned down again, tracing his way down her fair, slender neck, leaving faint, damp marks on her sensual bones.

He was savoring every inch of the temperature and flavor as if he were eating a cold, snow-topped ice cream.

As I slid down the path, I bumped right into two snow-capped peaks.

The snow-white topping is soft and springy; the two small cherries on top are also extremely delicious.

The warmth of her lips made Yukino Fuyuki's eyes even more hazy.

As Makoto Jingu's gaze traveled from his flat stomach to the mysterious snowfield, the snow woman's delicate body trembled slightly, uttering a series of indistinct syllables.

"Haa... Makoto, wait... Waaaaah!"

On that untouched snowfield, the icy meltwater had already caused a major flood.

Jingu Makoto bowed down to help clear the turbulent glacier.

The snow woman's body was icy cold, but inside it was incredibly hot.

After searching deep into the snowfield, Makoto Jingu finally confirmed the source of the snowmelt.

The thick red snake then launched a focused attack, poking and circling as if trying to figure out its secrets.

"Chengjun, I..."

Yukino's usual aloof demeanor completely crumbled, leaving only a seductive air of indulging in pleasure.

A series of mysterious electric currents surged through her brain, and the Snow Woman felt as if she were about to melt.

Perhaps her intuition was correct; strange phenomena reappeared on the snowfield.

The icy, abundant snowmelt gurgled down, allowing Makoto Jingu to savor the most pristine and pure flavors of nature.

Yukino's plump and slender legs suddenly straightened, locking onto Jingu Makoto's head.

She finally understood what it felt like to experience the ebb and flow of the tide.

Looking at that alluring face, Makoto Shingu also took out his Vajra Pestle, preparing to help Yukino Fuyuki dispel the cold and lust that had accumulated in her body for so long.

He gently grasped the snow woman's ankles and positioned her legs in the most exposed "M" shape.

The imposing Vajra pestle was aimed at the Pot of Desire, which emitted a pink mist.

It hopped and skipped, eager to display its demon-slaying power.

The terrifying heat slightly jolted Yukino Fuyuki, who is extremely sensitive to temperature, out of her daze.

"Ugh!"

Her eyes widened, and her breathing became rapid.

The body's instincts hoped that this vajra would help it dispel its desires.

But reason fears that it might be torn apart and melted by this terrible thing.