After half an hour of polishing by Mitsuko Yarima, the Italian Cannon was fully erect, seemingly ready to fire again.
Ho Fei-yu first selected the target for the bombardment, then built up the power, and finally, accompanied by a dragon's roar, successfully launched the shell, sustaining the bombardment for over ten seconds.
Mitsuko Yarima's mouth swelled into a beautiful arc, like a squirrel storing food. Finally, with a gurgling sound, her pink lips reopened, and a puff of hot air drifted out.
Did he think it was over? This was just the beginning.
Mitsuko Yarima had experienced this situation hundreds of times. It was barely an appetizer. Her real goal for tonight was the main course.
Mitsuko Yarima stood up, and something glistening in the lamplight rolled down her thigh.
Ho Fei-yu felt a soft sensation on his body. Even without opening his eyes, he could accurately describe its beauty as fragrant, warm, and soft as jade.
The Italian Cannon was enveloped again, this time with new tools: two soft sponges that squeezed the cannon body, rubbing it up and down. The muzzle was once again soaked in warmth and moisture, accompanied by the swabbing of the cannon rod.
"Mhm~" The sensation this time was more intense than before. Ho Fei-yu, who was steering the Italian Cannon, couldn't help but groan from the sensations transmitted to him.
He saw that Auntie Mitsuko was still wearing black stockings, which encased her beautiful, jade-like feet.
With his hands free, he brought the two ice cream-like delicacies to his face.
"Wuu~"
"Hiss—" Ho Fei-yu's action caused Mitsuko Yarima, who was diligently cleaning the Italian Cannon, to lose her balance and almost get impaled. As if in retaliation, her teeth used force, making Ho Fei-yu cry out in pain.
Mitsuko Yarima heard Ho Fei-yu's cry of pain and immediately loosened her grip. Her cleaning of the Italian Cannon became even gentler.
Ho Fei-yu knew it was Auntie Mitsuko's prank and didn't take it to heart. He brought the two black chocolates to his nose and inhaled the scent. A rich aroma wafted over him, and he felt a surge of anticipation, having never tasted Auntie Mitsuko's chocolates before. What would they taste like?
Thinking this, his tongue traced the chocolate, moving all the way to the top. His gaze was fixed on the ten long chocolate rods. He put them into his mouth one by one—chewing, licking, and sucking—until the taste filled his mouth before stopping.
Just then, the Italian Cannon he was steering was recharged with energy. Ho Fei-yu immediately launched the ammunition. Perhaps because the target's position had been thoroughly bombarded the last time, a small amount of ammunition overflowed the target area this time.
With another gurgling sound, the ammunition on the target area was cleaned up, and even the overflow was meticulously cleared away.
"Phew~"
"That should be good..." Ho Fei-yu let out a long breath, but before he could finish his sentence, a moist sensation returned to the cannon body.
"..." Ho Fei-yu realized that his Auntie Mitsuko was insatiable. Since he was being passively attacked, he might as well launch a counterattack.
He raised his body slightly and plunged his face into the rolling peaks. Two full, plump, and soft snow mountains concealed the pink Peach Blossom Spring.
His fingers moved, and the covering was removed. He buried his face, and the snow mountains, which should have been cold, were soft and warm. He aggressively placed his nose at the entrance of the Peach Blossom Spring, inhaling the overflowing fragrance.
The scent lingered at his nose, refusing to dissipate. This piqued his curiosity. He wondered how delicious the peach juice flowing out from within would be.
He felt like a man lost in a wilderness, parched and suddenly discovering a crevice with spring water bubbling out nearby. He extended his tongue and curled the few drops of spring water into his mouth. But after a long journey, his throat was already dry. A few drops of spring water could only offer self-comfort. How could it satisfy him?
His tongue extended again, wanting to drink more spring water, but the spring mouth was a labyrinth of continuous ridges, making it impossible to find the direction. Fortunately, the crevice must have been formed long ago, as it was already loose.
Even without using force, Ho Fei-yu could pry open the crevice, revealing its true nature. To his surprise, it was a pink rock face, and the spring mouth inside was slightly wriggling.
It must be caused by the flowing spring water, Ho Fei-yu thought. Then he moved forward again, this time going straight to the source, trying to scoop water directly from the actual spring mouth. However, the water output was very small. But a few minutes later, the spring mouth trembled violently, causing Ho Fei-yu's whole body to slightly shake. Then, a jet of water erupted. Ho Fei-yu quickly blocked it and waited for it to finish before swallowing it. This helped alleviate his thirst significantly.
This happened a few more times until his throat was completely moist, and he stopped.
Ho Fei-yu wiped the corners of his mouth and inverted Auntie Mitsuko's body so she was facing him.
Mitsuko Yarima's face was flushed, her pink eyes were hazy, and her bright red tongue was still sticking out. Ho Fei-yu's heart ached at the sight. Rather than calling Auntie Mitsuko a perverted woman, it was the setting that made her this way. If she could choose, what decision would she make?
Her pink eyes had not faded, so it seemed his previous action hadn't been very effective. Ho Fei-yu speculated that he needed to do that to release her from this state.
He hardened his resolve. Since they had gone this far, he might as well go all the way.
"Auntie Mitsuko, let's become a real family." Ho Fei-yu turned around, laying Mitsuko Yarima flat on the bed. He leaned over her, brought his head close to her ear, and gently whispered.
"Mhm~" Mitsuko Yarima responded weakly, but her heart was leaping with joy.
The Magma Giant Dragon awoke in a desolate tunnel. Deep inside was the Peach Blossom Spring it yearned for. But this time was more challenging than the last few, as the tunnel was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had stepped there for a long time. However, for the enormous creature, it was a minor inconvenience. With every inch it advanced, the obstacles in the tunnel were ground into dust.
After hundreds of grindings, a brand-new, radiant tunnel was cleared. The goal was again to advance toward the Peach Blossom Spring. After repeated impacts, pleasant music began to play, as if encouraging it to move forward.
After countless dragon roars and high-pitched, delightful music, everything returned to silence.
Ho Fei-yu saw the pink color in Mitsuko Yarima's eyes disappear, replaced by her usual brown, beautiful eyes. He finally felt relieved. Although he had worked hard, all that mattered was that his Auntie Mitsuko was fine.