Chapter 92

Kitakami Yoru walked over with big strides.

"Don't!"

Eriri closed her eyes in despair, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.

Kitakami Yoru walked directly behind Eriri, who was kneeling on the floor, crying non-stop.

He crouched down and grabbed her dazzling twin tails with both hands, pulling Eriri up hard.

There was no other way; Eriri couldn't get up herself, so Kitakami Yoru had to do it for her.

"I wonder how many people in school want to pull these twin tails..."

Kitakami Yoru sneered, rolled the twin tails in the web of his hand,

"Bastard, pervert, fat otaku, disgusting, go die!"

"Go die, let me go quickly, disgusting, baka!"

Eriri closed her eyes, feeling her twin tails, which she treasured like life, being grabbed tightly from behind by the fat otaku.

Even her favorite childhood sweetheart, Aki Tomoya, had never pulled them~

And he pulled them from behind.

Kitakami Yoru acted as if he didn't hear, pulling Eriri's twin tails, intending to push Eriri in.

"Get lost, let me go!"

"I will definitely kill you!"

Eriri struggled, her eyes even redder from anger, gritting her teeth and threatening Kitakami Yoru while turning her head.

Unfortunately, she was completely controlled.

She could only use her mouth.

"Shut up!"

Kitakami Yoru found Eriri noisy, so he gave her twin tails a tug, and controlled her firmly.

Now, Eriri couldn't run away.

A terrifying and fearful thought emerged in Eriri's heart.

She wasn't sure what Kitakami Yoru would do to her.

Kill her?

Didn't Kitakami Yoru worry about the consequences?

"Don't make noise!"

Seeing that it was about enough, Kitakami Yoru loosened his grip a bit, allowing Eriri to relax.

"Huu huu... cough cough... huu huu..."

Eriri coughed violently, taking large breaths of fresh air; it was truly uncomfortable not being able to control her body.

However, Kitakami Yoru's fat arm was still stuck on Eriri's fair, elegant swan neck.

"Let me go quickly!"

A few seconds later, the reborn Eriri started shouting and screaming again.

However, would there be anyone in such a luxurious and private villa area?

The answer was no.

【Modified】

Kitakami Yoru framed Eriri, left the entrance hall, and entered the living room of this luxury villa.

Magnificent, elegant, and atmospheric, the space was exaggeratedly large.

Even the sofa looked expensive and could be used as a bed.

"I heard that the ten fingers are connected to the heart; I wonder if that's true or false?"

Kitakami Yoru framed Eriri and brought her to the living room, threw her onto the soft leather sofa, and withdrew his hand.

"What do you want to do, you disgusting, lewd degenerate, go die!"

"I must kill you!"

Eriri cried while shouting threats at Kitakami Yoru.

"Struggling on the verge of death..."

Kitakami Yoru threw Eriri onto the sofa, tugging at her twin tails, controlling Eriri so she couldn't struggle or run away.

Eriri, this guy, valued face more than her own life.

And she was very ticklish!

"Woo... damn it!"

Eriri groaned, squeezing a sentence out of her mouth with difficulty.

This was the mouth that had just been shouting about killing Kitakami Yoru, but now she couldn't call out.

"Looks like if I don't give you a lesson, you won't be afraid!"

Kitakami Yoru grabbed Eriri's arm with one hand and put it behind her back.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"I warn you!"

Eriri didn't know what Kitakami Yoru was thinking, but knew it was bad, and started struggling again.

Kitakami Yoru was too lazy to listen to nonsense, pressed Eriri's head with a large hand, and made her cute face contact the soft leather sofa closely.

A pair of fair, lotus-root-like arms were also twisted behind her back by Kitakami Yoru.

And he used his pair of large hands to hold Eriri's small wrists tightly.

At this time, Kitakami Yoru's posture was very strange and very funny.

The one suffering humiliation, however, was Eriri, this arrogant, mixed-race, white-skinned, blonde young lady.

"Sawamura Eriri-san, your fingers are so slender and beautiful~"

"Fair and bony, they feel soft when touched~"

Kitakami Yoru loosened the strength in his feet, allowing Eriri to turn her head back, his tone grim.

"You..."

Eriri endured all the discomfort of her body, relying on the limited space to turn her head, and saw Kitakami Yoru pinching her fingers, seemingly admiring them.

"Shall I pull out your fingernails?"

"Ten fingernails, pull them all out together, how about that?"

The demon in Kitakami Yoru's heart controlled him, and while kneading Eriri's fingers, he showed a look of regret and suggested in a seductive tone.

But was this really a suggestion?

Man is the knife and the chopping board, I am the fish and the meat!

He wouldn't be torturing me, right?

They say dark fat otakus are very perverted...

I...

Fear surged crazily in Eriri's heart.

Actually, Kitakami Yoru was just scaring Eriri.

It was just physical pain and humiliation, which couldn't be avoided.

After rubbing Eriri's fingers for a while, Kitakami Yoru pinched them hard and flicked them!

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and terrifying pain spread throughout Eriri's body.

Eriri struggled desperately, her little feet kicking and stepping back and forth, kicking Kitakami Yoru very hard.

Kitakami Yoru was very annoyed!

"If you dare to kick me again, I'll take you to the station and beat you up!"

After scolding, Eriri's body stiffened, and she breathed violently.

"Shut up!"

Kitakami Yoru wanted Eriri to suffer a bit.

He kept tickling Eriri's soles.

Eriri was furious, crying and laughing at the same time, screaming crazily, tears falling non-stop.

Her breath was out of sync, and her lungs were painful!

It had already been over ten minutes. ===== CHAPTER 93 =====