At the same time, she put more force into her hands. She absolutely could not stop moving.
"It'll definitely work. You're my daughter—you can definitely do it."
"Little Zhen likes you, and you like him too. Your feelings are mutual."
Michiyo chuckled. What an obedient girl. Their interaction had begun again, truly making her heart surge with excitement.
Face-to-face, she spoke with Hitori about their wonderful future and dreams that shone brilliantly.
But where Hitori could not see, Michiyo was splashing Luo Zhen with poisonous liquid.
"Mm, I'll keep working hard. Go to bed early, Mom."
Hitori nodded with a blush and returned to her room.
Thinking back on everything that had happened today, especially how she had held hands with Luo Zhen, Hitori could not help herself.
She had obviously just taken a bath, yet her hand would not listen to her...
Upstairs, Hitori began entertaining herself. Downstairs, Michiyo lifted her skirt and sat on the marble counter, the icy sensation cooling her down slightly.
She began giving Luo Zhen instructions, telling him to make all sorts of delicate, meticulous movements.
The boy had completely sunk into desire, swept into its vortex and utterly unable to break free.
"Did you stop earlier because you felt guilty? If you ask me, there's no need for that at all."
"Relax, everything will be fine. We're just doing some happy things, amusing each other a little."
"Besides, the Polygamy-Monandry System has been introduced now. Hehe, I really can't wait to see how things develop in the future."
"Keep moving. Don't stop. This is great."
Michiyo felt that she was full of hope for the future.
Tomorrow, she would surely have more energy for work and close plenty of deals.
Perhaps she would be promoted into management then, or even be given company shares.
Even if she left the company to strike out on her own, she was confident she could make something of herself.
Confidence was just that miraculous. She realized she was completely different from those pathetic, sex-starved lunatics.
They would never touch a man in their entire lives, much less one as high-quality as Luo Zhen.
But what about her? Right now, she was making Luo Zhen do something like this.
Could you imagine it? How could those noble Little Immortal Men possibly lower themselves to serve women with their mouths?
"Little Zhen, ah~ you really are different."
"Let's go back to the room."
It was time to go a step further. Michiyo was going to break through that final restraint!
She was certain that if she did that, she would undergo a transformation.
It might seem like nothing more than a thin barrier breaking, but in truth, it would make her whole self more complete.
She would truly become an "adult," changing from a girl into a woman.
Michiyo's daughter had been created through genetic engineering, even conceived in a test tube, while she herself was still untouched.
A "girl" in her thirties—she was a "virgin mother."
Hard to believe, right? Those words could actually be put together. This world was just that ridiculous.
And people like her could be found everywhere across the world.
She pulled the dazed Luo Zhen back to the room. The door was already locked, and she pushed him around until the boy lay peacefully on the bed.
She had already taken out the tools she had bought earlier at the convenience store.
She lined them up. She would try five first, just to test the waters.
Look at how terrifying a sex-starved lunatic could be.
For her first time in life, she was actually thinking of doing it five times in a row—and this was only testing the waters!
Wasn't it perfectly reasonable that Luo Zhen had been afraid of contact with women before?
Blades suffered heavy wear after battle, but their sheaths were extremely durable.
There were exhausted oxen, but were there ever ruined fields?
Could Luo Zhen handle Michiyo after she had fallen completely into madness? Would he still be able to get out of bed tomorrow?
"Guh, even the largest size won't fit on."
Michiyo frowned. In other words, the huge pile of things she had bought was a complete waste of money and could all be thrown away.
"Forget it. No umbrella—I'll just charge into the rain."
Michiyo looked down at Luo Zhen from above.
The boy's face was flushed, and he looked pitifully at the mercy of others.
The more weak and helpless he looked, the more excited Michiyo became, the more she wanted to exert force on him.
"There'll be no turning back—for you or for me."
Luo Zhen said this, the remnants of his returning reason still trying to make one final stand.
"There was no turning back from the beginning."
After swallowing, Michiyo made up her mind.
The bed creaked as Michiyo moved to Luo Zhen's side.
Now that things had come this far, she only needed to push them forward.
Rainwater soaked the peaks, tremors came one after another, and flying strands of hair drifted like scattered snowflakes.
A faint flash of red passed by, as though someone had been struck by a bullet in the snow, leaving behind a clearly visible mark.
This was a female-supremacy world, so naturally, there was an order to such actions.
In a world ruled by women, women also took the lead in bed.
A damp scent spread through the room, and Michiyo realized something important.
She actually was not that strong.
Luo Zhen Completely Lets Loose, A Change of Heart
The sisters Hitori and Futari had probably already fallen asleep. Michiyo's bedroom door was tightly locked, and the soundproofing inside was quite good.
As long as they did not shout too outrageously loudly, there definitely would not be any problem.
Dim light illuminated the room, and Luo Zhen felt completely dazed.
The air was filled with the mingled scent of the two of them. Fragrance and the smell of sweat had become inseparable.
Only at this moment did he realize that he had probably become something "abnormal" as well.
Subconsciously, he wanted to blame all of these problems on the Golden Finger.
It had to be that after his physique had been strengthened, even his desires had multiplied.
Michiyo was still moving energetically, her pupils transforming into pink hearts.
Beads of sweat covered her snow-white skin, and quite a few even splashed onto his face.
"Little Zhen, I'm going to kill you~"
She spoke through gritted teeth, opening her mouth to bite Luo Zhen's neck.
Thinking about it carefully, the Golden Finger might indeed have played a part, but in the end, it was still because of himself.
He had lived in this strange female-supremacy world for more than a decade. That was a long time, and he had likely been influenced by this world without even realizing it.
It was a world where women controlled everything and men enjoyed all sorts of privileges.
As long as he wanted to, he only had to crook a finger and countless girls would throw themselves at him. He could do whatever he wished.
He had always called those women sex-starved lunatics, but he himself... had actually been suppressing himself too.
From childhood until now, he had constantly rejected his desires and kept his distance from others.
He had faced countless temptations, forcing himself to endure every one of them.
He had practically turned himself into an ascetic, as if he wanted the desires in his heart to completely disappear.
He pretended to be innocent, yet he would always make subtle little movements to "tease" those women. In truth, he was playing with fire.
Perhaps, deep down, he had also been hoping for something to happen.
And now, it really had happened.
Following Michiyo's movements, he began to cooperate.
The Brave carrying a sword was exploring the Demon King's lair. Entering that deep, dark space, the first thing he encountered was the King of Hot Water, one of the Demon King's Four Heavenly Kings.
The scalding torrent made the Brave's Sword react violently. Sword Qi gathered around the blade, as though it could be activated and unleashed at any moment.
Then came the Sticky Heavenly King. Like slime's mucus, it felt slippery when the Brave charged forward with his sword, yet when he retreated to evade attacks, it became sticky and prevented him from moving freely.
Working alongside the Sticky Heavenly King was the Heavenly King of Strength, who controlled the cave walls and made them exert astonishing pressure.
And there was even another Heavenly King upon the walls, directly "activating" them so they continuously moved along with the Brave's actions.
All Four Heavenly Kings joined the battle, unleashing their respective powers in turn.
Yet the sword-wielding Brave dealt with them effortlessly and soon reached the entrance to the room where the Demon King rested.
After cutting through every obstacle, he widened the narrow passageway. This place was now covered everywhere in traces left by the Brave, Luo Zhen.
He had always wanted to suppress his desires, but with such things, release was better than repression. After suppressing himself for more than a decade, he had already reached his limit.
Then the Golden Finger arrived and strengthened his perception of desire. Michiyo merely made a slight move, and everything naturally fell into place.
Even without the Golden Finger, if he successfully married Hitori in the future, there would probably come a day when he and Michiyo would ignite like dry wood and raging fire.
After figuring all this out, the guilt in his heart faded somewhat.
Don't think too much. Don't carry too much psychological burden. Just let things take their natural course.
"This is too unfair to Hitori."
Later, he would find a way to satisfy her as much as possible. Whatever she wanted to do, he would follow her wishes.
If she could not become a big star, or even if her life completely fell apart, Luo Zhen would still marry her and even support her for the rest of her life.
"Why are you bringing up Hitori when you're with me?"
Michiyo panted as she spoke. She was currently in a delicate state.
She had been exerting herself the whole time, but Luo Zhen remained completely calm.
His gaze drifted, and no one knew what he was thinking about. There was even a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth.
It was as if he were mocking her weakness.
To stoke a fire, you needed more grass. If there was not enough grass, how could you make the flames burn hotter?
Impossible. How could there be ruined fields? It had always been the oxen that died from exhaustion!
That was the most basic physiological common sense. Not to mention that over the years, men's physical fitness had steadily declined. One after another, they had become increasingly frail.
Had she become weaker because of the alcohol?
No. It was purely because Luo Zhen was too strong.
"I've just recognized who I really am. So my true nature is that of a scumbag, a bad man."
"I put on an innocent act, but actually, I'm more lustful than anyone."
Luo Zhen smiled.
It was completely unlike his usual style—not innocent, nor that fire-stoking flavor.
It was an unquestionable severity. In that instant, Michiyo felt as though she were facing an emperor.
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