Everything Begins With a Debt in the Hentai World

"Welcome!"

The female clerk, dressed in professional office attire, slightly bowed and flashed her signature polite smile to greet the customers entering the store. 

Upon seeing Ito Yoshito and Kurashiki Reina, the couple in front of her, she couldn't help but be slightly surprised by their stunning looks. Her smile widened; after all, attractive customers tend to spend more. 

"Let me introduce you to the various styles of clothing we have in our store. For women, we offer a wide selection, including casual wear, schoolgirl uniforms, maid outfits, office attire, and many more specific styles."

"We also have a great variety for men—servant attire, men's trench coats, casual outfits… and everything in between."

"Do you two need my assistance in finding something…?" 

"No, thank you! We'll browse on our own," Kurashiki Reina interrupted impatiently.

"Alright, have a great time," the clerk replied with a slight smile, unfazed, and bowed slightly as she stepped away. 

"Let's go."

Ignoring the departing clerk, Kurashiki Reina took Ito Yoshito by the hand and led him to the men's clothing section, picking items one by one. Occasionally, she would hold up a casual short-sleeve t-shirt against him and glance up to check his expression or lift his arm. 

"Wait, are you picking for me?"

Kurashiki Reina shot him an exasperated look. Wasn't that obvious? Why would he come to the men's section if it weren't to find clothes for himself? Silly Yoshito!

"Dummy!" 

"Uh… this one looks pretty good. Yoshito, why don't you try this on?"

Shoving the shirt into his arms, she playfully pushed him toward the fitting room. 

"I don't have any money—"

"Shut up! Just let me handle it! I've got money!"

With a firm shove from Kurashiki Reina, Ito Yoshito stumbled into the fitting room and closed the wooden door behind him. 

While he was changing, Kurashiki Reina continued her exploration of the men's section, occasionally picking up shirts or pants and holding them in her hands. 

"Reina… this shirt seems a bit small."

Hearing this, Kurashiki Reina turned to look at Ito Yoshito, who had just stepped out of the fitting room. 

The fabric of the shirt was nice, but the style she picked didn't quite fit his build. The soft material stretched over his strong physique, showing off his bulging arms and revealing a hint of his toned stomach. 

"It really is too small…"

Seeing his robust arms and slightly visible abs, a spark of excitement danced in Kurashiki Reina's eyes. She shoved the shirt back into Yoshito's arms and circled around him, her delicate hands occasionally brushing against his arms or slipping through the fabric gaps to touch his abs. 

"…But I like it. Hehe…"

"Uh, Reina…"

Ito Yoshito said awkwardly, raising the shirt in his hands.

"Do I really have to try on all these clothes?" 

"Of course! Enough with the chatter, hurry and change!"

Kurashiki Reina impatiently patted his solid abs, urging him on. 

"Fine! I got it, I got it."

Holding a bunch of clothes, Ito Yoshito reluctantly approached the fitting room. Just as he was about to step inside, a thought crossed his mind, and he paused, turning back to Kurashiki Reina.

"Reina, how do I match these clothes together? I'm not really sure about these things." 

Clearly not well-off, Ito Yoshito only had a few outfits he cycled through; he hadn't developed a unique style due to financial constraints. 

"Are you hopeless?"

Kurashiki Reina rolled her eyes and stepped in front of him.

"Just go in." 

"Huh? But you haven't told me how to match them!"

"Dummy! I'll help you pick out what looks good in there! What? Are you shy?"

"No, it's not that. If you don't mind, why should I be shy…" 

"Enough talking, just get in already."

Kurashiki Reina pushed him into the fitting room, casually closing the door behind them. 

"Bang!"

…

Inside the dimly lit fitting room, Kurashiki Reina was rummaging through the clothes hanging on hooks, selecting outfits. 

"Here, try these two on."

"Okay."

Taking the two items, Ito Yoshito didn't waste time. He grabbed the ill-fitting t-shirt by the collar and pulled it off, revealing his toned upper body. 

As he prepared to put on the new shirt, Kurashiki Reina halted his motion.

"Wait a minute…" 

"What is it?"

Ito Yoshito looked at her in confusion, his arm still raised in mid-motion. 

Kurashiki Reina snatched the shirt from his hands, her elegant brows slightly arching. Her alluring eyes sparkled as she boldly surveyed the masculine lines of his muscles as if appraising a piece of art.

"…Let me help you put it on!" 

"Is that really necessary? This fitting room is already small; if you…"

"Shut up! I want to help!"

Kurashiki Reina shot him a look, not fierce, but her eyes sparkled with mischief. 

Taking a step closer, her slender hand brushed against his waist, finally resting on his chest.

At that moment, they were merely inches apart, close enough to hear each other's heartbeat and breaths. 

"Um, Reina, aren't you supposed to help me put it on…? Hurry up…"

"Why are you rushing me?" 

Feeling the growing heaviness in each other's breath, Kurashiki Reina found her normally clear-headed mind slightly dizzy from the scent of his masculine aura, her complexion warming to a soft hue.

She gently patted Ito Yoshito's waist, implying he should squat down a bit. Once their heights were aligned, Kurashiki Reina lifted the top shirt and gently placed it over his head. 

"Now, stretch out your arms."

Hesitantly, Ito Yoshito complied. 'I feel like a child being dressed by someone else…' 

"Rustle rustle…"

As she smoothed out the shirt's wrinkles around his waist, Kurashiki Reina beamed at him and declared proudly,

"See? My eye for style is truly remarkable!" 

"Ugh!" With a tired sigh, Ito Yoshito intended to straighten up, but…

"Hmm? What do you mean by that? Are you complaining about my help?"

Furrowing her brows, Kurashiki Reina glared at him, playfully ruffling his hair. 

"Alright, alright, I acknowledge my mistake."

"Humph~" Watching Ito Yoshito's submissive demeanor, Kurashiki Reina's expression turned smug. However, she kept her hands on him, narrowing her eyes mischievously as she ran her fingers gently through his hair.

"Alright, alright… be a good boy~ Little pup, be good~"

"Reina, don't say that…"

"What? You don't want to hear it? I'm going to say it anyway. Yoshito, you big dummy, you're my little pup." 

"Slap!"

A large, heated hand suddenly grasped her wrist, stopping her movement. Kurashiki Reina pouted in dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing? Let go of my hand, you disobedient little pup!"

"If you don't let go, you'll have to kneel down and lick my feet!" 

"Reina, that's crossing the line."

As Ito Yoshito slowly lowered her hand from above her head, he stood up straight, gazing at her with an expressionless face. 

In the bright light, the tall man resembled a lone peak, the gathered glow barely outlining his deep features while failing to touch his hidden face within the shadows.

The shadow on his face was a bottomless pit that seemed to absorb all surrounding light, causing a sudden, rapid heartbeat in Kurashiki Reina. 

Realizing she had been startled by Yoshito's sudden behavior, the previously smiling, delicate expression on Kurashiki Reina's face was immediately clouded with anger.

"What are you doing? You idiot!! Yoshito, I was just saying you're a little pup!" 

Raiding her delicate fist, Kurashiki Reina angrily aimed a punch at Yoshito's chest, but he caught her hand mid-air.

"Are you trying to rebel? You brat!" 

Grabbing Kurashiki Reina's wrist, Ito Yoshito suddenly pushed her against the wall, raising her hands high above her head.

Facing him as he cornered her, Kurashiki Reina felt infuriated yet oddly exhilarated by this restriction.

"You're dead, Yoshito! I…" 

"Slap!!!"

A crisp slap suddenly interrupted Kurashiki Reina's tirade, causing her to gasp involuntarily.

"Ah…" 

The stinging pain in her behind made her realize, 'I…I've been hit!!!'

Dazed, Kurashiki Reina stared at Ito Yoshito, and then her inner fury erupted like a volcano, spewing forth a torrent of curses.

"No one has dared to hit me since I was little! Not even my mom! You jerk Yoshito! &%^$! You're finished…" 

"Slap."

*"You jerk &%^$!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

… 

Initially, Ito Yoshito had been somewhat angry, using a bit more force to teach Kurashiki Reina a lesson. Gradually, however, the soft and comfortable feel of her petite figure against him, mixed with her unique fragrance, made him lose his train of thought.

'Huh? Why is it silent now?'

He paused his actions, glancing down at Kurashiki Reina, perplexed.

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'Damn, jerk, idiot, dog Yoshito! How dare you hit me? I'll let you have it…'

'Big dog jerk…'

'…'

'Why did you stop…'

In a haze, the chaotic sensations dissipated as Kurashiki Reina struggled to raise her head, pulling her face out from the cascade of soft golden hair. 

Her curvaceous figure flaunted inviting curves, the flawless white skin appearing as delicate as milk. Her long swan-like neck tilted slightly, revealing a refined collarbone right in front of Ito Yoshito.

When their gazes met, her clear, shimmering eyes trembled gently, stirring ripples of emotion within her heart. 

Ito Yoshito's feelings stirred, and mischief bubbled to the surface.

"Jerk Yoshito~"

Kurashiki Reina's lake-like azure eyes glimmered, looking at him with a tinge of innocence, murmuring softly,

"It's all your fault for making me like this…"

Inside the cramped fitting room, the sultry atmosphere warmed the air. 

"Huh—"

Ito Yoshito took a few deep breaths, feeling a flutter of heat rising within him, lowering his head until their foreheads touched gently. Their noses brushed against each other, the warm breath swirling around Kurashiki Reina's face, making her already feeble form feel even more delicate. 

Pressing closer to Kurashiki Reina's face, Ito Yoshito took a moment to appreciate her carefully applied makeup for the day.

Her longer eyelashes fluttered slightly as her beautiful eyes blinked frequently. Her rosy cheeks adorned with light makeup did not mask her naturally exquisite skin but instead added a touch of allure.

"Reina… let me help you…"

His right fingertips glided down the fragrant strands of her hair to her soft cheek. As he noticed her skin's warmth, his fingers accidentally brushed against her luscious lips. 

Kurashiki Reina trembled, a shiver running through her, unable to suppress a soft whimper.

"Hmm~"

"...I'm going to kiss you now."

"Why are you saying that at such a moment…"

Gazing at Kurashiki Reina's vividly painted lips, now that she had given her silent consent, Ito Yoshito no longer hesitated. 

Lowering his head slightly, he gently pressed his lips against hers.

"Muah~"

As he softly pressed against her succulent lips, Kurashiki Reina's lips were tender and warm, exhaling a delightful fragrance reminiscent of roses. 

Ito Yoshito slowly released his grip on her, but thoughts raced through his mind.

'No way, I can't just let this fool Yoshito take charge! I am a woman, a queen! I must retaliate!'

Rising on her tiptoes, her hands instinctively wrapped around Ito Yoshito's waist. 

Kurashiki Reina attempted to counterattack!

Kurashiki Reina gradually found herself out of breath!

Kurashiki Reina was overwhelmed! 

In the face of the passionate blonde beauty, Ito Yoshito earnestly reciprocated her affection.

Ten seconds passed.

A minute passed.

Five minutes passed. 

By the tenth minute, as Ito Yoshito's passionate response continued, Kurashiki Reina felt the air circulation decreasing, gradually becoming breathless, pushing against Ito Yoshito's solid chest.

Realizing this, Ito Yoshito slowly released her lips and stepped back a few paces, steadying Kurashiki Reina. 

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

Kurashiki Reina gasped for air, her face painted in a rosy blush, skin glowing brightly. Her sparkling watery eyes gazed sweetly at Ito Yoshito, losing the past queen-like pride, appearing like a cuddly little kitten. 

Breathing heavily, her fitted tank top rose and fell rhythmically with her breaths. Kurashiki Reina leaned gently against Ito Yoshito, a soft, weightless presence leaning into him, gradually regaining her strength.

"Yoshito~"

Having seemingly been truly conquered by their intense kiss, Kurashiki Reina's voice turned sultry, tinged with excitement, longing, and a deep dependency on him. 

"Let's just buy these clothes, no need to try anymore."

"Accompany me to the lingerie section next."

Kurashiki Reina, feeling both shy and exhilarated, nestled close to Ito Yoshito, resting her flushed cheek against his broad chest, faintly hearing the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat.

"…" 

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