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

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Meanwhile, at the Tsubakihara family home, Jingu Makoto was enjoying breakfast in the living room.

As for Yuna Tsubakihara and Jina Tsubakihara, they were still fast asleep in their bedroom.

Nothing much has happened in the past few days, so Makoto Jingu has been undergoing high-intensity training.

During the day, she tutors several bad students and bad teachers, and at night she spends happy, loving time with the Tsubakihara sisters.

After a long period of intense effort, Makoto Jingu not only made up for the 100,000 points he had previously spent, but also successfully broke through the 500,000 mark.

Having accumulated so many points, what is the cost?

Perhaps it was because he had manipulated the girls until they were convulsing and weak all over.

Reflecting on his recent frenzy, Makoto Jingu couldn't help but shake his head.

Isn't this going a bit too far?

But the thought that these girls, though they might be overwhelmed, would quickly recover after each ordeal and then look radiant immediately dispelled Jingu Makoto's worries.

Instead of worrying about them, he should worry about himself. With so many girls around, he doesn't know if his body can keep up.

【Didi~】

Just then, my phone beeped.

Makoto Jingu took out his phone to see who had sent him a message.

[Yumiko Kimura: Jingu-kun, could you please do me a favor?]

[Humiko Kimura: This is my home address. Please come over if it's convenient.]

Looking at the message on the screen, Makoto Jingu's eyes lit up slightly. Palu had taken the initiative to come to him. That was rare.

He then responded quickly:

[Makoto Jingu: Okay, I'll be right there.]

After quickly finishing his meal, he prepared breakfast for the Tsubakihara sisters and left a note before heading towards the address provided by Kimura Yumiko.

……

Good morning, Mrs. Yumiko.

Half an hour later, Makoto Jingu successfully arrived at the Kimura family apartment and met with Yumiko Kimura.

Yumiko Kimura stood in the entryway, her snow-white skin particularly radiant under the sunlight.

She appeared to have just taken a shower, as glistening water droplets still clung to the ends of her hair.

She changed into a white, form-fitting dress. The tight skirt perfectly outlined her full, round breasts, and her slender waist and shapely curves created a perfect proportion.

"Good morning, Jingu-kun."

Because she had just used Jingu Makoto as a casting material, Kimura Yumiko's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes darted away.

"Please come in and talk." She suppressed the flutter in her heart and stepped aside, gesturing for Jingu Makoto to enter.

Just as the two entered the house and closed the door, the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Is Aunt Kimura home?" A young man's voice came from outside the door.

Chapter 84 Comic Con

"I'll open the door."

After glancing at Kimura Yumiko, who was serving tea and water, Jingu Makoto gestured, then walked through the entrance hall and opened the door.

With a soft click, a young man with dyed blond hair and a gleaming nose ring stood in the blinding light outside the door. His donkey-like face was filled with astonishment.

"You are…?"

Yellow-haired Yamamoto Kazuya blinked, clearly not expecting a stranger to open the door.

He had been eyeing Mrs. Kimura for a long time, especially after learning that her husband was often away on business trips, leaving her alone at home, which made him even more eager to get involved.

Based on his extensive experience, he knew that such a solitary person could be easily subdued by a little force.

Today, taking advantage of the fact that the male homeowner was not at home, he planned to come and take action, but unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere.

“I am Mrs. Yumiko’s friend. If there’s anything you need, just tell me directly.”

Looking at the blond-haired character from the original work, Makoto Jingu narrowed his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Okay, this is a circulation board that the old lady asked me to pass on. Please accept it." Yamamoto Kazuya looked at Jingu Makoto's tall and strong figure, immediately put on a respectful expression, and handed over the item.

As a seasoned blond-haired guy, reading between the lines is an essential skill.

Jingu Makoto is the kind of person who is not easy to mess with, so he plans to strategically give up today and come back another time.

After all, Mrs. Kimura will inevitably be alone sometimes, and that's when he can...

Recalling Yumiko Kimura's mature body, Kazuya Yamamoto felt a surge of heat within him.

He quickly turned around and prepared to leave, intending to find another prey to vent his anger.

Just then, a hand grabbed his shoulder.

Kazuya Yamamoto turned around and met Makoto Jingu's eyes, which looked as if he were looking at some kind of prey.

Do you know about the Four Heavenly Kings?

What is this "base head four"? For some reason, Yamamoto Kazuya was puzzled.

He was about to speak when he was interrupted by Jingu Seisho:

"It's okay if you don't know them yet, because you'll know them soon."

What does this mean, um... As Yamamoto Kazuya pondered this, everything suddenly went black.

One private room in the four small, dark rooms of the base!

Points earned: 2500

After doing all this, Makoto Jingu calmly closed the door and went inside.

A cautious person like him would never do something like letting a tiger return to the mountain.

"Who is Jingu-kun?" Kimura Yumiko asked.

“My neighbor is here to deliver a circulation board.” Makoto Jingu handed her the thick cardboard.

In the Sakura Province community, the circulation board is a common way of disseminating information.

Information about streets, neighborhood activities, etc., is disseminated by passing a small blackboard or piece of paper from one house to another.

"Oh." Kimura Yumiko nodded. She glanced through the circulation board, signed it, and then placed it aside.

After waiting quietly for her to finish, Makoto Jingu spoke up: "So, Mrs. Yumiko, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Um..." Kimura Yumiko hesitated for a moment before stammering out her story about her husband.

What a terrible man.

Although she already knew about her husband's situation, Jingu Makoto still couldn't help but feel emotional after hearing the story.

Having a wife with such a great figure, why would she go out to watch cosplayers? If it were him, he would just buy cosplay outfits and make Yumiko wear them for him every day.

Given Yumiko Kimura's personality, she would most likely blush and obediently cooperate.

"...Since I don't know much about anime conventions, I'd like to ask Jingu-kun to come with me to check them out, is that alright?"

After Kimura Yumiko finished speaking, she blinked her big, watery eyes and looked at Jingu Makoto.

Although she had given up on her husband, she still wanted to go to the comic convention. She couldn't understand why she couldn't compete with those anime characters and cosplayers.

“Of course.” Makoto Jingu smiled and nodded. “I don’t think any man would refuse to go to a comic convention with his wife.”

"Thank you so much. Let's go now." Kimura Yumiko smiled brightly. She seemed to have been prepared all along, and picked up her small handbag and walked out.

Jingu Seiya stood up from his seat and followed behind her.

Wrapped in a white dress, her pert, peach-shaped buttocks swayed gently with her steps, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Upon reaching the entrance hall, Kimura Yumiko seemed to remember something and turned around: "By the way, Jingu-kun, do you think we should take the train or a taxi?"

"Let's take a taxi. I'm worried that with Mrs. Yumiko's great figure, she might encounter a pervert on the train."

"Hmm—" Kimura Yumiko also recalled the scene of their meeting on the train, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She didn't say anything, but kept her head down and called a car on her phone.

About half an hour later, the two arrived at the entrance of the comic convention.

"Wow, so many people!" Kimura Yumiko exclaimed, her mouth slightly agape as she looked at the endless stream of enthusiasts at the entrance.

"Mrs. Yumiko..." Makoto Jingu suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of which, did you buy a ticket?"

"Tickets? Can't we buy them on-site...?" Kimura Yumiko's expression immediately fell as she looked at the long queue at the window.

Well, it seems she really hasn't been to many comic conventions.

After exchanging his points for two tickets, Makoto Jingu said, "I just asked my good friend for help and got two tickets, so let's go in."

"That's great." Kimura Yumiko breathed a sigh of relief, her face full of apology. "I'm sorry, I was too rash..."

“It’s nothing.” Shingu Makoto shook his head.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he turned to look at Yumiko Kimura and smiled, "If Mrs. Yumiko really wants to thank me, she can cosplay for me separately later."

The similar appearance to the character in the anime left a deep impression on him, and he wondered if there would be a chance for it to be recreated in this world.

"Sigh, but I don't really understand this kind of thing," Kimura Yumiko said somewhat haltingly.

"It's okay, you'll look good in anything." Jingu Makoto looked at her encouragingly.

"Well, I'll give it a try." Kimura Yumiko nodded shyly and agreed.

After their tickets were checked, they followed the flow of people inside. As soon as they entered the venue, they were surrounded by all sorts of comic book booths and cosplayers.

Yumiko Kimura's eyes were drawn to the novelties inside the venue, and she was overwhelmed by the sights.

Suddenly, she was drawn to a stall and stared blankly at the picture books displayed there.

"What's wrong?" Makoto Jingu followed over and asked curiously.

"That's the doujinshi that Takayuki is reading." Because it was the first one she had ever read, and it had even sparked some strange fantasies, Kimura Yumiko had a deep impression of it.

Makoto Jingu glanced at the cosplayer standing next to the booth and his eyes lit up.

He lowered his head and whispered in Kimura Yumiko's ear, "Then, madam, why don't you try this?"

"Ugh..." Feeling the powerful masculine energy emanating from Makoto Jingu, Yumiko Kimura felt her body go weak.

She initially wanted to say that this was too revealing, but considering how much help Jingu Makoto had given her, she eventually agreed.

In a daze, before she could ask Makoto Jingu where he got the cosplay outfit, he led her to the cosplayers' dressing room.

……

In the private dressing room, Yumiko Kimura looked at herself in the mirror, clutching her chest tightly with both hands, her face flushed red.

Isn't this outfit just for exhibitionism?

Chapter 85 Call Me Yumiko

The thin fabric barely covered anything, and Kimura Yumiko could even feel the cool air brushing against her skin.

Just as she was agonizing over her appearance in front of the mirror, Makoto Jingu's voice drifted in from outside the door.

"Madam, are you done changing?"

"Ah, not yet..."

There's none?

For Makoto Jingu, there was no need to use his abilities; he could tell it was a lie simply from that panicked voice.

So he pushed open the door and walked into the mysterious dressing room.

What came into view was a scene brimming with acridity.

Yumiko Kimura wore a long purple wig, revealing a glamorous aura that was different from her usual self.