Damn it! Damn, damn, damn!
What was that guy doing?! That stinky brat!
Not far behind, the creep with the tired, aged face stared at the backs of Mu Xiaoxiao and Natsumi. His eyes were bloodshot and ferocious. His gaze looked like he wanted to tear Mu Xiaoxiao apart.
Mu Xiaoxiao and Obata Natsumi's movements weren't large. They stood near the train door, a certain distance from the seated passengers. No one noticed their little actions.
Only the failed creep kept watching them. Predictably, he saw Mu Xiaoxiao's actions. Saw the brat who'd kicked him away, now occupying his prize—hand on the beautiful married woman's chest.
Watching that guy who'd worn such a righteous expression just now, now with his hand inside the young woman's clothes, wandering and touching without restraint.
'Ridiculous! I should be enjoying all of this!!!'
The man roared angrily in his heart. He was going crazy.
At first, he'd thought Mu Xiaoxiao was some kind of justice-loving person who couldn't stand wrongdoing. But now—he was no different! Just like him!
That made it even worse. If he'd been stopped by a genuinely good man, fine. But watching that guy push him away to monopolize that married woman—the old creep's head was about to explode.
Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to notice a scorching, angry stare fixed on him. He glanced casually, just in time to see that creep glaring with murderous eyes.
He flashed a provocative smile. While rubbing the plump, mature, sexy breasts inside her clothes, he stuck out his tongue and licked Mrs. Natsumi's smooth neck.
All the way down. He sucked hard on her collarbone, leaving several clear, obvious hickies—his marks.
The creep could see the tightness of the young woman's clothes. Saw the shape of Mu Xiaoxiao's hands inside. Saw him viciously playing with that tempting pair.
The more he watched, the more ferocious his expression grew.
But the fear in his body kept him from acting. He could only stand still, silently venting his impotent rage.
Obata Natsumi didn't notice the confrontation between the boy playing with her and that creep nearby. She breathed in the youthful scent of the boy beside her. Felt his strong arm—
And the wanton hand inside her body. Every time he touched a sensitive spot, she shuddered all over.
His young, strong breath and body intoxicated her like alcohol. His powerful, ravaging movements hurt a little. But that pain only stimulated more pleasure.
Half pain, half pleasure. This pretty lady bit her lip, tormented. "Nggh... ha~ don't... don't be so rough..."
Her face flushed. Her eyes blurred. The pink nipples on her chest stood erect, played with by Mu Xiaoxiao's fingers. Her body nearly collapsed against his arms. Her legs rubbed together. Her parted red lips kept exhaling sweet breath.
The creep watching this provocative, seductive display had bloodshot eyes. In his mind, he'd already switched places countless times. 'Such a top-tier young wife! Such a sexy woman! She looked easy to handle!'
'Look at her enchanting, charming appearance—if not for that stinky brat, I'd be the one playing with her now!'
'Fuck!!!'
When the tram arrived at the station, Mu Xiaoxiao got off with his arm around the woman's soft, slender waist. Watching him leave with a smug smile, embracing the beauty, the creep lacked the courage to follow.
He couldn't let it go for a long time.
Not only that—after they left, the old man, having calmed slightly, suddenly felt extremely weak...
[Physique]: 15 → 14 → 13...
[Strength]: 11 → 10 → 9...
He didn't know his attributes were constantly declining. His lifespan had reached a dying state...
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"Madam, I barely touched you, and you already climaxed so easily. Doesn't seem like an experienced wife at all." He joked while supporting Mrs. Natsumi, still weak after getting off the tram.
As for that creep, he paid no attention. Having absorbed his lifespan, that guy might die soon.
This kind of death—natural expiration—left no evidence. Silent.
Even the famous elementary detective couldn't solve this one.
Compared to the wretched old man nearing death, his current prey—this chaste housewife exuding wifely charm—was the real highlight~
He looked forward to her returning to normal and recalling what she'd done. He wondered how she'd react. Should be fun.
But that was later.
Now... it wasn't over yet.
"Mu-kun... words like that are too... too explicit." Some of the married woman's red hair fell on Mu Xiaoxiao's shoulder. "You said... I barely touched you?"
"I only rubbed your breasts. Didn't do anything else." Mu Xiaoxiao secretly pinched her buttocks, fingers pressing into the cleft. He grinned. "Barely touched, right?"
"Nggghhh—"
Obata Natsumi's body trembled. Her breasts swayed and bounced. She lowered her head, wanting to refuse his assault. But remembering how he'd helped her on the train, she abandoned the thought of refusal.
'This is gratitude. Nothing I can do. Facing the benefactor who saved me, I must be sincere.'
"Mrs. Natsumi... you're wet again down there."
"...ngghhh, um~" The beautiful married woman endured silently, but still couldn't suppress her moans. Her steps grew unsteady. "I—I haven't done it in so long... I'm not experienced."
It was embarrassing to speak such private words.
"Huh? How long has it been?"
"This... several years..."
"Madam... can't your husband perform?"
"...I don't know. His health isn't good." Obata Natsumi suddenly felt a pang of guilt. She quickly explained, "Even so, I still love my husband very much. Even if physically... it doesn't affect our relationship."
"I believe your relationship must be very good. I support you." Mu Xiaoxiao said this supportively, but his hands didn't stop. "But that doesn't change the fact that you're doing this with me."
Seeing Obata Natsumi's face pale, Mu Xiaoxiao quickly added, "Of course, this isn't betraying your husband. It's just expressing gratitude. Can't confuse the two."
"Right... I'm just expressing gratitude." Her pale expression slowly returned to normal. The moment her body relaxed, Obata Natsumi suddenly slumped against Mu Xiaoxiao's shoulder. Her body convulsed violently. Covering her mouth, she climaxed again.
"Nggghhhh—!"
And again...
The little panties underneath were completely soaked. But no need for shame—this was all gratitude~
Mu-kun must feel it...