Kamishiro Yu pinched Hachishaku-sama's chin, looking at her kneeling on the ground.
What a sinful body!
So big and white, ordinary people couldn't handle it at all.
Her white dress pressed directly against the floor, her overflowing chest almost bursting.
The bottomless cleavage was like an abyss, threatening to draw Kamishiro Yu in, extremely dangerous.
Hachishaku-sama felt Kamishiro Yu's burning gaze.
His eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to absorb her entire being into himself.
Her cold, snow-white chest seemed to warm up a little.
With her chin held by Kamishiro Yu, her eyes avoided meeting his gaze.
She knelt by the bed, her slender, snow-white fingers unconsciously stroking her thin white dress to ease her tension and unease.
This man was too dazzling.
From the moment she saw this man on the street,
Hachishaku-sama always felt that this man was destined to change her fate, and he, at this moment, became the most important person in her heart.
At this moment, she was no longer that terrifying urban legend.
Instead, she was filled with a throbbing nervousness towards the object of her reverence and admiration.
[Is this lust?]
It was Hachishaku-sama's first time being intimate with a man, and in a bedroom at that.
She was stunned.
Kamishiro Yu looked at the body, which had no shadow under the lights.
Without fear, he lifted Hachishaku-sama's chin and captured her delicate red lips.
"Mmm~"
"So cold!"
Kamishiro Yu felt the coldness on those red lips; truly worthy of a Yin Body physique.
And Hachishaku-sama responded stiffly.
She suddenly felt very embarrassed, completely unsure how to serve him.
Despite accumulating so many years, in this regard, she was even worse than a young girl.
She suddenly gathered her courage.
Tossing her head back, her collar opened slightly, revealing a small patch of fair shoulder.
This time, she intended to fight back proactively.
But she was immediately kissed by Kamishiro Yu.
"How are you so formidable?"
"When slaying the Evil God, I could only look up to you from behind."
"It is the same now."
Hachishaku-sama was trying to salvage the situation.
She lowered her gaze, staring at Kamishiro Yu, sensing a Divine Totem on his body, radiating intensely under the light.
She suddenly noticed a high-frequency vibration emanating from deep within the Contract Imprint.
"It seems I have found the core of faith!"
Her pale fingertips hovered over the Divine Totem, and cold mist surged along the Spiritual Energy Channel.
Fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead: Please witness the sacrifice of your believer.
Kamishiro Yu was startled, realizing he had been dragged into a torrent.
Suddenly, the spiritual energy erupting from the Divine Lord's body blew the sheets off the bed beneath them.
And the snow-white dress was torn open by the spiritual energy storm, revealing skin like white jade.
Hachishaku-sama stumbled, leaning on the ground.
She raised her still trembling hand, tucking her messy long hair behind her ear. Unextinguished sparks of divine power flickered among her strands:
Do you still doubt my faith now?
Kamishiro Yu showed a relieved smile.
He reached out and brushed away the ice crystals near Hachishaku-sama's temples, and the cold immediately dissipated... Hachishaku-sama looked at the man before her, feeling confidence and satisfaction. She hadn't expected to actually win a round.
But the next moment, she realized she had been careless again.
"How is that possible?"
Hachishaku-sama's beautiful eyes flickered; the volcano had reignited!
Kamishiro Yu looked as if he had just finished a marathon.
But in less than a moment, his stamina had recovered.
It was absolutely outrageous.
Amidst her astonishment, she found that Kamishiro Yu was no longer on the bed.
Suddenly, she felt a warmth behind her.
He had appeared behind her!
Under the illumination of the light.
Hachishaku-sama's cold body was pressed against the quilt.
This made her figure stand out even more dramatically.
Hachishaku-sama felt a little embarrassed all of a sudden.
Did she have to express her faith like this?
She had thought that what happened earlier was enough to prove herself.
But now, the Divine Lord seemed dissatisfied.
She was shy.
A pair of large hands traced the curves of her figure.
"Your figure is even better than I imagined, Hachishaku-sama."
Kamishiro Yu's words.
Made the delicate body, which emitted cold air, feel both proud and shy.
[What a fair back.]
Kamishiro Yu looked at Hachishaku-sama's smooth neck and back, and couldn't help but give it a gentle kiss.
Then, he pulled up Hachishaku-sama's jade-like arm.
"I'll help you stretch a bit, getting ready in advance!"
...After a long, long time, Kamishiro Yu finally released Hachishaku-sama's hands.
Hachishaku-sama looked blankly at the man beside her.
"Yu."
She called softly, her voice carrying a hint of a sob.
Filled with resentment, she turned around and pressed her cheek against Kamishiro Yu's chest, letting a lock of hair fall down.
The light plated her profile with a soft halo, and the patch of snowy white skin on her chest made it impossible to look away.
"Mm."
Kamishiro Yu chuckled softly, leaning directly against the headboard, his movements elegant and composed.
Hachishaku-sama noticed his movements were more relaxed than usual, seeming to hold a touch more confidence.
She knew it was because, during today's battle, he had displayed an unparalleled ability, which made her feel both blissful and extremely embarrassed.
Kamishiro Yu did not speak, merely watching Hachishaku-sama quietly.
He reached out and gently stroked the top of her head, feeling her slight tremors.
Hachi looked at the man's profile and whispered:
"Yu-kun, do you know? I never thought I would meet someone like this."
"Originally, I thought my life was only about revenge."
"Perhaps this is my good fortune!"
Kamishiro Yu smiled faintly, knowing that in this woman's eyes, he was not just a powerful Divine Lord.
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tear streaks on her face. He knew that although Hachishaku-sama's internal wounds had healed, the scars still remained.
He gently held Hachishaku-sama in his arms, feeling her faint trembling.
"Sometimes, a man just needs to provide support like this!"
He thought to himself.
The night grew darker, and the atmosphere in the room became more tranquil.
Hachishaku-sama raised her head, gazing profoundly at Kamishiro Yu.
She knew that this man possessed something more precious than gold. Perhaps from now on, this man would be the most important part of her life.
She gently kissed his chest, feeling incredibly happy at that moment, and then slowly drifted off to sleep.
Kamishiro Yu looked at the sleeping Hachishaku-sama—truly a cold yet extremely beautiful woman!
He stroked her hair, then left the room.
He had other things to do.
Because he heard sounds from the other room!
...Meanwhile, in the other room, Yotsuya Toko couldn't sleep at all. Her mind was filled with the pale hands on the Evil God's abdomen, the eerie bells, and countless skulls and bones.
[Should I ask Yu-kun to stay with me?]
She thought involuntarily!
A blush involuntarily crept onto her fair cheeks.
PS: The image is Hachishaku-sama.