I am a small pink flower, protected in a garden, budded and waiting to bloom. Although I have always tried to open, the garden gate blocked my beauty, without the nourishment of rain, and even neglected, I was almost withered.
Until that day, the wind was noisy, the weather was gloomy, and the sky naturally began to drizzle.
At first, the raindrops were small, just falling slowly and leisurely.
Later!
The rain grew heavier, and the raindrops turned into a downpour.
Amidst the wind and rain, a bald monk, seeking shelter and admiring flowers, pushed open the garden gate, hitting his head and bleeding on the gate.
The bald monk was a flower lover and discovered me in the neglected land.
The rain from the sky grew heavier and heavier. To ensure I received nourishment from the rain, the monk, covered in blood, rolled up his sleeves and began to cultivate the barren land.
The monk, braving the heavy rain, swung his hoe, stroke after stroke. The barren, dry land was gradually turned over, and the parched soil successfully received the nourishment of the rain.
The rain intensified, and thunder even rumbled in the sky, but the bald monk continued to diligently cultivate.
The bald monk swung his hoe into the muddy earth, making squishing sounds, attempting to cultivate more fertile soil for the little red flower.
Rainwater poured onto the delicate bud, finally forming trickling streams that flowed into the lush roots beneath the flower stem.
Until the wind ceased and the rain stopped, the bald monk, having cultivated the garden soil several times, collapsed exhausted into the earth, white saliva drooling from his mouth. The little red flower, now full of water, lowered its proud bloom, expressing gratitude and praise to the diligent bald monk who cultivated the land.
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After the storm, his body and mind were satisfied. Yohishi felt a sense of pleasure transmit from his lower body to his brain. As his brain experienced this pleasure, a surge of energy flowed from his brain throughout his entire body.
As that power spread throughout his body, Yohishi could feel his body undergoing a certain enhancement. Immediately, Yohishi understood another ability.
"Damn it, isn't this a dual cultivation ability! This is going to send me hurtling down the path of a lecherous villain!"
Feeling the power spreading throughout his body, thoughts quickly flashed through his mind. Yohishi also understood more clearly what kind of Devil Fruit he had eaten.
The Deva Path is vibration, the Shura Path is electric shock, the Preta Path is energy absorption, the Human Path is a silicone body and transparency, the Animal Path is lubrication, and the Naraka Path is gear adjustment.
The core of the Devil Fruit's ability is the Outer Path of Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation. This is an ability where, when desires are satisfied, the user's body is strengthened, a power that transforms desire into strength.
The principle of the Outer Path's ability is somewhat similar to the Sharingan from the neighboring village. The Sharingan awakens and continuously evolves through intense emotional stimulation, except that the Sharingan requires pain and hatred for stimulation, while the Outer Path's ability is desire.
The Devil Fruit's ability is idealistic. The Outer Path's ability cannot be used directly like other abilities. Without this practical experience with Nami, Yohishi truly would not have discovered it.
Having realized the Outer Path's ability, Yohishi also understood why Nami had acted as if she had taken an aphrodisiac; it was all his fault.
Having figured this out, Yohishi 's breathing involuntarily quickened, and he looked at the girl tightly embraced in his arms.
Nami's neck and forehead were now covered in sweat, and her body was slick. With her satisfaction, her previous frenzy had dissipated, and her eyes had become much clearer.
The flush on the girl's body had also faded considerably, but her cheeks still carried the afterglow of satisfaction.
Their eyes met. The girl, who had been frantically demanding just moments before, shyly looked away. Yohishi couldn't help but kiss her again.
Aside from her initial shyness, the girl quickly responded to him. Their lips and tongues intertwined, enjoying the afterglow of climax, seeking even greater satisfaction.
The girl's sweet essence made Yohishi somewhat unable to stop, continuously sucking on her smooth, tender tongue, seeking more.
Sensing Yohishi 's passion, the girl also tried hard to respond. She could feel Yohishi 's affection for her, and since she had been the one to initiate, she had worried about being looked down upon by Yohishi .
Fortunately, the girl didn't know that Yohishi was the cause of her transformation, otherwise, she would have squeezed him dry.
Outside the boat cabin, the azure waves undulated, and inside the cabin, there were unrestrained, joyful moans, followed by a scent that made one's heart race and blood rush downwards.
In addition, various bodily fluid odors mingled and permeated, causing scenes of unrestrained desire to spontaneously appear in one's mind.
On the floor mat inside the cabin, the boy and girl embraced, tightly connected, wishing to merge into each other's bodies, both striving to release their love for one another.
Yohishi held the girl tightly, drawing the sweet nectar from her mouth. Yohishi 's kiss was so domineering and fiery that he only released her when the girl felt she was about to faint from lack of oxygen.
Pant! Pant!
Both of them breathed heavily, looking at each other.
Looking at her exquisite face and the blush on the girl's cheeks, Yohishi gazed into her eyes and confessed tenderly, "Nami, I like you! I really, really like you."
Hearing Yohishi 's confession, Nami bit her lower lip, blinked her watery brown eyes, and hummed "Mm" through her nose.
Women like men's sweet talk and comfort after intimacy; they most despise men who finish and then immediately fall asleep, as this makes them feel like mere tools for release.
Seeing the girl's shy expression, Yohishi couldn't help but peck her lips.
"May I take a good look at you?"
Looking into the girl's eyes, Yohishi asked gently. Hearing this, the girl just shyly turned her head away.
Seeing this, Yohishi slowly loosened his tight embrace on Nami, and Nami also lowered her fair arm that had been draped around his neck.
The girl's Fruit was fair and plump, her waist slender, and her thighs, still wrapped around his waist, were smooth and full. This was still the girl who had suffered from long-term malnutrition and hadn't fully matured; Yohishi couldn't imagine how alluring she would become once she was well-nourished.
The power of the Outer Path spread through his body, making the somewhat fatigued Yohishi once again full of raging passion. Yohishi launched another attack, beginning another round of cultivation on Nami.
The waves slapped against the small boat, which swayed by the shore, making creaking sounds.
The two continued to entwine for a long time. Under the power of the Outer Path, Yohishi grew stronger with each round, and the battle finally ended with Nami's pleas for mercy.
The wind and rain had ceased, and it was already broad daylight, with the sun having climbed to around nine o'clock in the morning.
At the same time, a young man wearing a straw hat and another young man with a haramaki around his waist and three swords left the Marine 153rd Branch Base dock.