Su Ze closed his eyes, savoring the moment, and summoned the invisible dragonfly feed in his mind.
Ten dragonflies were active: Kurashiki Reika and Reina, Miyajima Tsubaki and Sakura, Jinguji Narumi, Omon Naozo, Tsukishima Kyoko, Orihara Mafuyu, Hirano Natsume, and Aunt Miyuki.
His "wings" had multiplied unnoticed.
With the five girls before him, he'd need fifteen dragonflies—a hefty expense.
But his returns were substantial, recouping costs daily with surplus.
"The underworld's fields are fertile. If only the surface world could be this lush," Su Ze mused.
With his current strength, he had ample room to maneuver in the surface world.
The underworld, however, carried risks.
After a quick check on the ten women, he refocused on his "intimacy coaching."
"The Instructor seems pleased! I knew Akino had talent!"
"Akino-chan's the best! Is there some trick?"
"Why's he rewarding her?"
Sakaue Akino couldn't respond to her friends—she was catching her breath after Su Ze released her. Her delicate hands clung to the "teaching tool," her small lips panting, her cuteness almost unfair.
Su Ze's hand rested on her head, stroking gently, the pressure just right.
Such encouragement worked wonders on girls.
Akino's kitten-like tongue flicked out, gliding from base to tip.
"Phew~" Su Ze exhaled, as if downing a cold soda in summer, euphoric.
The tool brought his "wings" unparalleled pleasure, just as their efforts were a thrilling stimulus for him.
Their smitten gazes were like sparks, igniting fiery energy.
The air around the tool shimmered, as if heat were rising.
No illusion.
Akino felt the scald, hesitantly asking, "Instructor, should I keep going?"
Su Ze opened his eyes. "Take off your panties. Show me your homework."
The four girls exchanged glances. Hasegawa Akane moved first, her teal panties sliding down her smooth, toned thighs, slipping off her indoor shoes.
She lifted her skirt.
A tender bud glistened, dripping with dew.
The other three followed suit.
Four pairs of panties piled together, still warm.
Their body heat was even hotter, standing two steps from Su Ze.
"Yuko, you're first again," Su Ze said firmly.
Kawatsume Yuko bit her lip, stepping forward, too shy to meet his gaze. "What… what should I do?" she stammered.
The tool twitched, setting the theme. "Face away, sit down."
"Oh, okay!"
"Knees on my thighs, legs apart—it's sturdier."
Yuko, sweating, tried several times, failing.
Finally, Su Ze gripped her waist, pressing her down, initiating the lesson.
"Instructor, it hurts! My stomach's so hot!"
"Trust me, it'll feel good soon."
"…"
"It's true! My hips are moving on their own—I can't control it!"
"That's normal."
"It feels amazing. I never knew it could be this good."
Obata Yui chimed in, claiming credit. "See, Yuko-chan? I told you!"
"Thanks, Yui-chan~ Ngh~ Hiss~" Yuko's face contorted, pain mingling with pleasure.
"Yui's my romance assistant. Consult her with any issues," Su Ze said, hands on Yuko's waist, feeling her youthful rhythm.
He'd seen the "maiden's snow" before, but each time that crimson flash hit his eyes, the tool surged with vigor.
He glanced at the other three.
Yuko suddenly felt the tool swell, her limbs spasming.
"Yuko, this pace is too slow," Su Ze said abruptly.
He craved the other girls' flavors.
"Huh? What do I do?" Yuko turned, still moving, panting heavily.
"I'll speed it up." A smirk curved Su Ze's lips as his hands clamped her waist, pressing hard.
The girls watched Yuko sink fully, a bulge rising in her abdomen like a kayak gliding to the lake's center, stark and striking.
Yuko convulsed as if struck by lightning, her scream echoing through the equipment room.
Komori Hitomi's pupils shrank, frozen.
Sakaue Akino trembled like a quail.
Hasegawa Akane, briefly stunned, grew eager.
Obata Yui's eyes gleamed with envy, her thighs clenching.
Su Ze held Yuko from behind, pausing briefly before moving slowly, deliberately.
"Hold on. Finish the lesson, and I'll reward you," he said.
In the past, he'd have given Yuko X-gum.
But with his War Demon bloodline, he grew bolder, craving the raw, unfiltered experience of her first time. Her pained expression was thrilling.
The tool felt submerged in a fiery pool, constriction and heat colliding, urging him to quicken.
Crimson trickled down.
Time blurred as Su Ze neared climax, sensing Yuko's limit. A molten surge erupted.
After a long, cuckoo-like cry, Yuko collapsed, tongue lolling, limbs twitching, mind gone.
Lingering "magma" splashed her pale form, adding an eerie allure, dripping with sensuality.
Su Ze slipped an X-gum into her mouth.
Yui burned with envy, itching to snatch it.
"Same order…" Su Ze turned to Akane.
The green-haired track star stepped up, tying her skirt at her waist.
She wondered about warm-up moves but gasped as the bloodied tool rose again, undiminished—stronger, even.
After one strike, the second!
Though a track athlete, Akane's skin was flawless, her firm, white flesh topped with pert, grapefruit-like curves—neither too plump nor lean, elastic and captivating.
Her strong thighs were divine, intoxicating.
Akane was eager, biting back pain, her hips sinking proactively.
Su Ze was surprised, then recalled: she always sparked desire points passing him, lingering to brush by.
With his love buff, her enthusiasm was natural.
Notably, Akane had five traits, each unique.
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