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

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She completely accepted the white torrent, and her flat stomach suddenly swelled up.

The Tsubaki sisters, who were also on the same side, had their progress bar synchronized, and the water was flowing gently, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Yuna Tsubakihara's face was flushed. She bit her lower lip and turned to look at Makoto Jingu: "Ugh, this is so sudden. I wasn't prepared at all. Makoto-chan, you idiot!"

"Yuna, this is called adapting in advance."

Jingu Makoto placed the unconscious Tsubakihara Mira on the cooking table to rest, and then teleported behind Tsubakihara Yuna.

The boy's large hand gently brushed over her, causing Yuna to tremble all over, but she also raised her snowy buttocks on her own initiative.

Yuna Tsubakihara was wearing a super short white maid dress, and when she lifted it up, her cute triangular chubby cheeks were revealed.

Upon seeing the design clearly, Makoto Jingu's eyes lit up instantly.

Because this small triangle also has a heart-shaped opening, it makes it very convenient for him to make thick breasts.

Makoto Jingu piloted the Explorer, pushing through the oozing crevice, and drove towards the deepest part.

The soft, large pear was forced to sway back and forth, gradually overflowing with white pear juice, which spilled onto the kitchen floor.

Seeing the delicious food being wasted like this, Makoto Jingu felt a pang of heartache.

He channeled his grief and anger into motivation, grabbed the large, white pot, and began stirring vigorously with a spatula.

Yuna Tsubakihara, panting heavily, turned her head with some difficulty. Her usually lively and playful emerald eyes had become moist and hazy.

The two were pressed close together, their lips meeting, entwining and swirling in each other's embrace.

The soft, smacking sounds of their passionate kisses, accompanied by increasingly intense sounds of their collisions, echoed throughout the room.

"No, no... um!!!"

The kind-hearted and intelligent Yuna Tsubakihara quickly learned the cooking techniques taught to her by Makoto Jingu.

A freshly made abalone congee is ready, its milky white, thick broth looking incredibly tempting.

Now that we've finished the main meal, let's make some dessert.

Jingu Makoto placed Yuna side by side next to Mira, then turned to look at Tsubakihara Nina, who was in a complete mess on the other side.

As the last of the three, she endured two consecutive waves of intense pleasure while fully conscious, and was already exhausted.

Nina-nee, I'm sorry, I'll let you be first next time.

After quickly deciding on the next order in his mind, Jingu Makoto pulled Nina into his arms.

"Ah~" Tsubakihara Nina let out a soft sound and subconsciously hugged Jingu Makoto.

Sweat dampened her golden bangs, and soft strands of hair clung to her smooth forehead.

The boy's face was reflected in his sky-blue eyes, and he exuded a unique beauty.

Makoto Jingu gently stroked Nina's cheek, then simply kissed her pink lips.

"Nina, did you miss me?"

"Hmm~"

As if electrocuted, Tsubakihara Nina let out a sound of ecstasy, her chocolate-colored black stockings rubbing against each other.

So cute, just like a kitten.

Jingu Makoto admired her in his heart, and began to measure Nina's figure with his large hands.

She was dressed in all black today: black stockings and a black maid outfit.

She has a beautiful, fleshy bottom, and her legs in black stockings have a healthy, well-proportioned curve.

Jingu Makoto continued gesturing inside, and then discovered something interesting.

In stark contrast to Yuna's openwork triangle, Nina's only item is a heart-shaped sticker.

I never expected that Nina-nee, who is usually so serious, would be so unserious this time.

Jingu Makoto smirked and decisively tore off the heart-shaped sticker.

"Boom~"

A beautiful fountain is about to spray out.

No sooner said than done, Jingu Makoto suddenly grabbed Nina's right leg and lifted it up, forming a yoga pose with one leg on the ground and the other pointing upwards.

Then, with a sudden, stab aimed at his sister, he stopped the uncontrollable fountain of blood from flowing back.

Nina Tsubakihara's stomach was rumbling, wanting to release but unable to.

Only during a brief withdrawal can the blocked spring water splash out.

"???——!!!"

The girl was immediately knocked out of her stunt face, and her long legs supporting her on the ground began to falter and bend from time to time.

His speed was so fast that Makoto Jingu felt he could compete for the record for the fastest ahegao (a type of facial expression).

Whoosh whoosh~

Tsubakihara Nina's supple figure is like a crossbow, with her two long, straight, beautiful legs as the crossbow arms and her trembling body as the crossbow body.

Jingu Makoto kept drawing his bow and nocking the arrow, searching for the perfect angle and posture.

Finally, he found it.

The boy gripped Tsubakihara Nina's black-stockinged feet tightly, aimed at the deepest target, and fired precisely.

With a "biu" sound, it hit the bullseye.

"So sweet! So sweet!"

Like prey that has been shot, Tsubakihara Nina's small, cherry-like mouth, shaped like an O, twitched wildly, sticking out her cute little tongue.

The family of three, placed side by side on the kitchen counter by Makoto Jingu, looked like three sumptuous dishes, exuding an enticing aroma.

The dishes are all ready, now it's time to wash Xiangxiang.

Jingu Makoto snapped his fingers, and the four of them appeared in the large bathroom on the second floor.

In the bathroom, the sound of rushing water filled the air as Makoto Jingu soaked comfortably in the bath while cuddling three maids and lathering them with white foam.

"..."

The boy hummed a tuneless little tune, pondering whether he should move to a bigger house.

Maybe building an apartment would be a good idea, so everyone could move in...

Chapter 159 Mom is back

"Chicken soup is here!"

At dinner time, accompanied by a sweet cry, Yuna Tsubakihara carried a pot of steaming chicken soup to the table.

Looking at this heartwarming scene, Makoto Jingu felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

This feeling is like a husband who has worked hard all day returning home to find his virtuous wife having prepared a meal and waiting for him with great joy.

The fact that the wife was wearing nothing but an apron with a cute little bear print added an indescribable allure to her.

Yuna Tsubaki put down the soup pot and sat down opposite Makoto Jingu, only to find him staring intently at her.

A blush instantly spread across the girl's fair face, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up slightly.

A woman dresses up for the one she loves; she specially changed into this outfit, her intentions were self-evident.

Cheng-chan's reaction made her feel sweet inside.

"Is Yuna really that pretty?"

Mira Tsubakihara, standing to the side, looked at Makoto Jingu, who was almost stunned, and spoke with a hint of feigned sourness in her tone.

"Yuna-nee's apron is really great." Jingu Makoto glanced at Tsubakihara Mira with amusement.

He's such a grown man, yet he's still jealous of his own daughter.

"Oh, what about me?"

Mira puffed out her chest defiantly and deliberately lifted it up with her hand.

The thin, gauze nightgown she wore couldn't conceal the two ripe mounds of flesh beneath, which swayed alluringly with her movements.

"Yes, Mira is very pretty too."

Makoto Jingu highly praised this hazy beauty.

"Me too, Cheng-kun?"

On the other side, Tsubakihara Nina, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke up, and at the same time winked playfully at Jingu Makoto.

"Rina is also good, her hands feel amazing."

The master of impartiality, Makoto Jingu, naturally wouldn't show favoritism. He turned around and placed his hand on Nina's brand-new black stockings.

Hearing Jingu Makoto's unserious praise, Tsubakihara Nina gave him a coquettish glare.

"Touch it after you finish eating, otherwise you'll have to change it again."

Despite saying that, she moved her chair closer to Shingu Makoto.

The girl picked up a soup spoon, ladled a bowl of chicken soup for him, then pursed her pink lips and gently blew on the hot soup in the spoon.

As she blew, the rich aroma of the soup, mixed with the girl's unique body fragrance, wafted into Jingu Makoto's nostrils.

"Ah~"

Jingu Makoto obediently opened his mouth.

However, when Tsubakihara Nina looked at him, a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

She suddenly withdrew the soup spoon, put the warm chicken soup into her own mouth, and then leaned over, her soft lips instantly sealing Jingu Makoto's mouth.

"Gurgle... Hmm..."

The warm broth, mixed with the girl's sweet taste, flowed over together.

Looking at the mouth-to-mouth feeding scene, Tsubakihara Yuna asked with a grin, "Makoto-chan, is the chicken soup I made delicious?"

After taking a sip of chicken soup, Makoto Jingu released his lips, licked his mouth with lingering satisfaction, and was about to reply when he noticed a small foot sticking out from under the table.

The tiny toes first pressed tentatively, and then the five toes moved nimbly, as if playing an invisible piano.

"Hmm, not bad." Makoto Jingu's gaze went over the table to Yuna Tsubakihara, who was smiling at him in a flirtatious manner. He knew perfectly well who the owner of that mischievous little foot was.

At this moment, Tsubakihara Mira also joined the battle.

With her full and soft heart, she steadily picked up a piece of crystal-clear sashimi and handed it to Jingu Makoto.

"This is something I carefully selected, Xiao Cheng, please try it!"

It tastes great, no need to say more.

Jingu Makoto buried his face directly in the soft, deep valley, searching for that delicate, delicious sensation.

Grumble, looks like tonight's dinner is going to take a long time...

On the other side, the Murasomiya family.

Xia Ye, dressed in loose casual clothes, lazily sprawled on the sofa, idly scrolling through her phone and browsing food delivery apps.

"Hmm~ What should we order for dinner?"

The girl was struggling with her decision when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Ding-dong-

Who is it? Murasaki no Miyabi asked, a little puzzled, but her heart skipped a beat. Could it be Makoto?

Thinking of the message that Jingu Makoto had sent that morning, Natsume's heart suddenly burned with excitement.

She hadn't eaten meat for a week and was really craving it.

The girl practically jumped up from the sofa immediately, and before she could even put on her slippers, she excitedly ran to open the door.

"Chengjun... Oh, Mother?"

"Natsume-chan, I'm back!"

Standing outside the door was a mature and beautiful woman wearing a white dress, whose appearance bore an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to hers.