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Shirakawa Natsu was taken to the top floor, where a pretty uniformed woman helped him open the door before bowing and leaving.
A familiar figure sat in the spacious office.
Yuzuriha Yuu looks even more elegant than she did a few months ago, wearing a gorgeous backless dress that accentuates her graceful figure.
A black suspender top peeked out from under her skirt, holding a pair of stockings with a butterfly pattern.
Behind it is a floor-to-ceiling glass window, with light shining in from behind.
From Shirakawa Natsu's perspective, she couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance.
"Xia, I thought you had forgotten your sister." Yuzuriha smiled gently, but her aura as a business queen was not diminished at all.
"I've been a bit busy lately." Shirakawa Natsu smiled in response. If he could, he wouldn't really want to contact Yuzuriha Yu.
He currently lacks the strength to engage in an equal dialogue with her.
Upon hearing this, Yuzuriha sighed softly:
"Sister Bihua is in America, and there are no men in her family. Everyone outside is like a hyena waiting to pounce and tear the Yamashima family apart after they fall. Xia, can you help your sister share her burden?"
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. He wanted to ask Yuzuriha Yu for help, but before he could even open his mouth, she asked him for help first.
At that moment, he felt awkward refusing.
So he really didn't want to look for Yuzuriha Yu unless it was absolutely necessary.
This is a highly venomous cobra. If you are fooled by its beautiful appearance, you will definitely die a horrible death.
"I'm just a student. As long as it's not illegal, I'm happy to help Sister Yuzuriha."
“Of course you can do it.” Yuzuriha smiled, seemingly very satisfied with his answer. She stood up from behind her desk and walked over gracefully with a cat-like gait.
Shirakawa Natsumi was noticed for her high heels; they were black and looked very expensive.
Yuzuriha walked up to him, and the two of them were almost touching.
Shirakawa Natsumi felt that due to her psychological state, the fragrance she wore also smelled very expensive.
She hooked one finger under Shirakawa Natsumi's chin, her smile suggestive: "Be my dog."
"?" Shirakawa Natsu felt the soft, yielding touch of Yuzuriha Yuu under her dress in his arms, and smelled her fragrance. His mind was a little dazed.
"Wait, aren't we siblings?"
"Yes~" Yuzuriha smiled and leaned against him, their chests pressed together, her breasts pressing down slightly:
"The two aren't contradictory. Outside, you're my younger brother; at home, you're my little dog~"
"I'm sorry, Yuzuriha-nee, I think being a good person is fine." Shirakawa Natsu refused, trying to back away.
Yuzuriha Yu took his hand and placed it on her thigh.
He stroked the dress with his palm, feeling the silky smooth texture of the butterfly-patterned stockings.
Above that are suspenders and smoother skin.
Her hand did not stop there, guiding his palm to continue upwards.
"But you're under a lot of pressure, sister." Yuzuriha Yu leaned close to him, her expression alluring.
"Those men's gazes, just like your hands, are trying to sneak in towards your sister."
Shirakawa Natsu felt his fingers had reached the bottom, but Yuzuriha Yu still held his hand, guiding his fingers to gently slide upwards.
She continued speaking in Shirakawa Natsu's ear, breathing into it: "You're a woman too, and pressure can build up slowly. If you hadn't helped me relieve it, I might have been taken advantage of by those men."
Shirakawa Natsu's fingers were guided upwards by her, and even through her underwear, her fingertips still felt a strange sensation.
“You don’t want those fat, lecherous men torn open my clothes and ripped off my underwear,” Yuzuriha Yu said, her other hand stroking his inner thigh, “and then pressing themselves against me…”
"No, wait!" Shirakawa Natsu panicked, her hands were being held by her, and Yuzuriha Yu breathed softly, her words sounding as if it were really happening.
"Do you want other men's things to be stored inside your sister's body?" Yuzuriha Yu opened her mouth and gently bit his neck.
Although it was a bite, it was very light, and the sensation was more itchy than painful.
“They would pin my sister down on the desk, against the glass wall, tear her stockings, stuff them into her mouth, and roughly grab her hair…”
As she spoke, she guided Shirakawa Natsu's gaze toward the desk, the glass wall, and her stockings.
Her voice, like a succubus's murmur, created a series of images in Shirakawa Natsu's mind.
"Of course not!" Shirakawa Natsu instinctively shouted.
"Hehe~ Then use yours to fill up your sister, okay~" Yuzuriha Yu looked at him with seductive eyes, and the two noses touched.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a gradual dampness spreading across her fingers.
"This way, your sister will belong to you alone~ She'll be your personal possession."
"Okay?"
"Ah!" With her remaining sanity, Shirakawa Natsu managed to pull her hand out of her grasp.
He pressed his hands against her slender waist and pushed her body back, keeping a distance of half a meter from her.
"Yuzuriha-nee, you must be kidding me. The Yamagishi family is the king of the underworld. Who would dare to mess with you?"
Yuzuriha was pushed away by him, and the smile on her face faded. The atmosphere around her instantly changed from relaxed to oppressive.
Her gaze was fixed on Shirakawa Natsu:
"Xia, are you going to reject me?"
Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head: "I can't be my sister's dog, that's my bottom line."
"Oh, I see. Then forget it." Yuzuriha Yu's serious expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by a smile.
Shirakawa Natsumi was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Then you can go." Yuzuriha Yu said, turning around and walking back to her desk to sit down, her high heels clicking on the floor.
"Um, well, actually I came here today..." Shirakawa Natsumi didn't finish her sentence.
Yuzuriha reached out and picked up the landline phone on the table.
"Hey, get Kimura to my office."
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, looked at Shirakawa Natsumi, and asked in confusion, "Why are you still here?"
Shirakawa Natsu was embarrassed, thinking to herself that Yuzuriha Yu was indeed heartless.
"Do you want to know who Kimura is?" Yuzuriha Yuu rested her chin on one hand, looking at him with a half-smile:
"He's a new employee at the company this year, a handsome little puppy. He's so well-behaved; he'll kneel down and lick my high heels."
"..." Shirakawa Natsu looked embarrassed. Although she and Yuzuriha Yuu were not lovers, she was still very unhappy.
“You don’t have to leave.” Yuzuriha glanced at him sideways. “Just watch me reward Komaki later.”
Shirakawa Natsu's face turned pale and then flushed.
Yuzuriha Yu's expression gradually became exaggerated, and she suddenly clutched her stomach: "Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter."
"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's mood was very complicated, and she really didn't know what expression to make at this moment.
Yuzuriha laughed so hard her body trembled, wiping away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, and waved to him:
"come over."
Shirakawa Natsu hesitated for a few seconds before walking up to her.
“You were jealous just now.” Yuzuriha Yu stretched out her finger and drew a circle on his chest.
"No~" Shirakawa Natsu turned her head away.
"Idiot." Yuzuriha Yu laughed as she picked up the phone and waved it at him. "You have to dial to get through. Jealousy has made you lose your composure."
Shirakawa Xia was embarrassed.
Yuzuriha's tone suddenly softened: "Now, the only person I can trust by my side is you."
"Yuzuriha-neechan..."
"But you're really angry about being rejected. How do you plan to make it up to your sister?"
“Sister, how do you want to make it up to me? Becoming a dog is absolutely not an option.” After saying that, Shirakawa Natsumi suddenly paused, realizing something was wrong.
He had come to her for help.
Why did I suddenly find myself owing her money?
Chapter 302 Regaining Calm
"My shoulders are a little sore." Yuzuriha Yu extended a finger and hooked the strap of her elegant dress on the right shoulder.
With a slight movement to one side, the black suspender strap slid down her smooth shoulder and onto her upper arm.
The dress slipped to one side, revealing a black lace bra underneath.
It has a hollowed-out design and is also embroidered with exquisite butterflies.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't know what style it was, but it looked very expensive.
He knew it was time to extend his hand and said:
"Let me give my sister a massage."
“The desk isn’t a place for massages, you know~” Yuzuriha smiled and took his hand, guiding his palm to rest on her chin.
She nuzzled her cheek against his palm like an elegant cat.
Her skin felt smooth and supple to the touch.
Yuzuriha took his hand and guided it down her cheek, from her collarbone to her back, unbuttoning her bra.
She stood up from her office chair, took Shirakawa Natsu's hands, and gracefully stepped back.
Yuzuriha Yuu, like a dancer, patiently guided Shirakawa Natsu to dance a beautiful melody.
Her bra had been undone, and as she stepped back in her dance, the dress and bra naturally slid down her skin to the ground.
She stepped back lightly in her high heels, her gown falling to the ground as part of her dance steps.
Shirakawa Natsu's hands were being held by her, and although it was an elegant grip, her body was completely under her control.
Yuzuriha Yu is like a sexy and alluring butterfly, dancing with the elegance of desire in the serious office.
After removing her dress and corset, she was left wearing only stockings and high heels.
Shirakawa Natsu was dumbfounded; she never expected that taking off clothes could be so elegant.
Yuzuriha Yu's hands had already slid down his arms toward his chest.
Their bodies were pressed together, and the scent of expensive perfume filled their nostrils.
Shirakawa Natsu felt a pair of hands wandering inside his clothes, then felt a chill on his thigh, and realized his pants were already on the ground.
“Come on~” Yuzuriha winked at him, raised his hand, like a beautiful queen leading a king.
He was led into the room.
"Amazing." Shirakawa Natsu was stunned, looking at the bathroom, which was even bigger than his apartment.
This can no longer be called a bathroom.
In the middle is a small artificial hot spring, constantly emitting steam.
There are bathroom chairs and massage waterbeds on both sides for relaxing.
So why is there a small hot spring in the office?
While he was in a daze, Yuzuriha Yu leaned closer, her body pressed against his skin, rubbing against him gently with a smile on her face.
Shirakawa Natsu felt their chests touching.
It's a mix of hard and soft textures, hard to describe, but a unique experience I've never had before.
Yuzuriha noticed his confusion, gently bit his neck, and breathed softly, "This place is perfect for a party~"
"?" Shirakawa Natsu's expression instantly turned strange.
"Hahaha." Yuzuriha burst into laughter, leaning back onto the massage waterbed.
With an elegant posture, she supported her body with her elbows, her feet stacked, and the tips of her high heels touched Shirakawa Natsu's calves.