Chapter 646

The luxurious suite "Chikusaku no Ma" on the top floor of the Imperial Hotel has been prepared tonight as a bridal chamber, a luxurious love nest specially arranged for today's newlyweds. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window occupying half the wall lies Tokyo's dazzling night scenery, like a river of stars.

The suite's interior is dominated by platinum and pale cherry blossom hues, laid with thick, soft silver-gray long-pile carpet, the air filled with the mingled scent of aphrodisiac ylang-ylang and sandalwood essential oils.

The central bed, astonishing in size, is dressed in silk-finish Egyptian cotton sheets, scattered with genuine rose petals.

Watanabe Minami and Ikeda Erena entered the suite ahead of the others.

Both women were slightly tipsy, cheeks flushed, eyes shimmering with rippling light; the clamor of the ceremony and banquet faded, alcohol and hidden stimulation burning within them.

Minami's cheeks were flushed, her eyes flashing with the light of conquest and anticipation.

Erena, meanwhile, appeared bolder and more direct; her scarlet gown, upon entering the private space, was no longer so neat, one strap slipped halfway, revealing expanses of snow-white skin and deep cleavage. The pair's matching pure-white patterned velvet silk stockings, under the suite's soft wall sconces, gleamed all the more enticingly; as they walked, the subtle stimulation from the pearl chain continually rubbing made their breathing deepen involuntarily.

Minami Ojou-sama carried the pride of having monopolized her husband tonight as the main wife, while Erena's eyes shone with the excitement and longing of finally being able to "share" this secret feast.

They exchanged a smile, tacitly beginning preparations for the upcoming "three-person game"—this was, as the victor, Minami's generous "reward" to her capable confidant, and also a ritual to further cement her absolute dominance in this complex relationship web.

"Erena-chan, go run the bathwater~" Minami Ojou-sama commanded, herself walking to the wine cabinet, intending to open another bottle of champagne.

"Yes, Mina Mi Jiang~" Erena replied coquettishly, turning and walking toward the bathroom. Her scarlet skirt hem swayed in the light, that patch of pure white pearl luster flashing between her legs.

This was also the benefit Minami Ojou-sama had promised Erena—she would share the "marital bed" with her.

Erena naturally had no reason to refuse; she was already accustomed to spending all day with the three of them together.

"Finally————only us left." Minami Ojou-sama walked to the bar counter, poured two glasses of ice water, handed one to Erena, downed her own in one gulp, trying to suppress the dry thirst in her throat and the inexplicable restlessness within.

She gazed at Erena's silk-stocking-wrapped long, beautiful legs, those lines full of power and sensuality: "Erena, tonight————we must properly welcome" our groom."

Erena gave a low chuckle, voice husky: "Management Officer————no, now you should be called Uesugi Lady, you can keep the promise you made to me! I am quite greedy."

She drew near, her fingers lightly, almost imperceptibly, brushing over the outside of Minami's velvet-patterned silk stockings covering her thigh, sending a shiver through her.

Just as Minami Ojou-sama was about to speak, a sudden, intense wave of dizziness struck without warning.

Her legs went weak, she nearly collapsed, but Erena caught her.

Erena herself also swayed, clutching her forehead: "What's going on————my head is so dizzy————body————"

Not ordinary drunkenness.

But a wave exploding from deep within the body, mixing weakness, heat, and a strange itching sensation.

That heat flow seemed to be racing wildly along the areas rubbed by the pearl chain toward the limbs and extremities, draining all strength, yet igniting a more primal desire.

"It's————the pearl————" Minami Ojou-sama instantly understood, struggling to pull off the stockings on her legs, but her fingers trembled uselessly. Erena also tried to undo the strap of her high-heeled shoe, equally futile.

At that moment, the Japanese sliding door connecting the master bedroom and living room slid open silently.

Shirakawa Mai entered.

She had changed out of her lotus-pink dress, wearing a midnight-blue silk nightgown, the belt loosely tied, the collar open, revealing expanses of jade-like skin and delicate collarbones.

She was barefoot, yet the pair of pure-white patterned velvet silk stockings remained on her legs, faintly visible beneath the nightgown's hem. Her face bore no makeup, yet compared to her dressed-up appearance, she now possessed an additional breathtaking, languid yet dangerous beauty.

National Goddess Mai's black hair flowed like a waterfall, her eyes like deep ancient pools, carrying a hint of pity, nine parts amusement, and ten parts determination to prevail.

"Good evening, my dear bride and her little consorts." Mai's voice was soft as a feather, yet it made Minami and Erena feel as if plunged into an ice cave: "On your wedding night, how could it lack the special gift from this senior?" "The morning dew on that pearl chain," I specially sought from an ancient shrine—a secret medicine, blended with narcotic and soft-tendon ingredients————how does it feel?"

Minami jerked upright, eyes sharp: "Mai? You————you actually schemed against me?!"

Her words cut off, as a sudden wave of intense dizziness and weakness rendered her limbs limp, the champagne glass in her hand nearly slipping.

At the same time, Erena beside her also let out a muffled groan, leaning against the wall as she slid softly to the floor, her eyes unfocused.

"Do you feel————your whole body burning, unable to exert strength?" Mai Xuejie approached slowly, her white silk jade feet striking the carpet with a muffled thud.

"Mai————you!" Minami wanted to rebuke, but the sound escaping her mouth was soft and trembling, carrying a tone she herself despised.

Erena then bit her lower lip, trying to use pain to stay awake, but the crimson flush on her face and her eyes had already begun to blur.

Mai Xuejie elegantly drew near, looking down from above at the two women slumped limp on the sofa.

She crouched, her cool fingers lightly stroking Minami's scorching cheek, then following the texture of the velvet silk stockings, precisely touching that special pearl chain: "Mina Mi Jiang~your body is more honest than you are."

Her fingers maliciously pinched Minami's silk-covered sole lightly, Minami instantly letting out an involuntary, tear-choked cry of humiliation, her waist arching uncontrollably.

Erena tried to resist, but Mai merely glanced back at her, those eyes seemingly able to seize the soul, freezing her instantly. Mai easily bound Erena's wrists with the nightgown's belt, tying a neat knot, then dragged her to a corner behind the large,

screen painted with scenes from The Tale of Genji.

Then, following the same method, she dragged the nearly immobile Minami, left only with panting and slight twitching, over as well, letting her lean against Erena.

The screen was made of translucent gossamer silk; from behind, one could faintly see the master bedroom scene, but from the front, it appeared merely as a beautiful painting.

"Stay here quietly, watch well, learn a thing or two." Mai patted Minami's flushed cheek, then pinched Erena's chin: "This is————the true welcoming ritual that can drive him mad.""

"Wu wu wu~wu wu wu~" came faint sounds of protest from behind the screen.

Just then, the outer room's door lock clicked, Uesugi Muneyuki's voice, slightly weary but smiling, came through: "Minami-chan? Erena-shishō? I'm back, those old-timers really can pour———"

His words cut off upon seeing Mai Xuejie in the master bedroom center, wearing only a nightgown and silk stockings.

Uesugi Muneyuki blinked, then frowned: "Mai? Why are you here? Where are Minami and the others?"

Mai Xuejie did not answer, merely giving him a bewitching smile, that smile shedding all divine pretense, leaving only bone-melting, soul-stealing allure.

She walked slowly toward him, the nightgown's hem parting with her steps, those legs perfectly encased in pure-white velvet silk stockings fully revealed, the special design making the absolute domain shine endlessly, the pearl chain glistening with watery, silken light between her thighs.

She wore no shoes, barefoot on the soft carpet, yet appearing longer-legged and more alluring than in high heels.

"Junior Student?" Mai Xuejie pressed close to him, looking up, exhaling like orchids, carrying a hint of radiant brightness and slyness: "This is your wedding night, how could it lack the senior who knows your tastes best and makes you most comfortable? Minami-chan and Erena-chan————they're exhausted today, I let them rest first."

Uesugi Muneyuki's gaze was locked by her legs, glimpsed faintly beneath the silk velvet, his throat dry.

He certainly recognized these stockings, recognized this pearl chain—symbols of countless secret pleasures they had shared.

Reason told him he should push her away, but his body betrayed him, that familiar, ultimate temptation stirring him to instant response: "Is it? Did Minami really go rest first? And what about Erena-shishō———"

He was somewhat doubtful.

But Mai Xuejie had already pressed herself upon him, coming forward with a restraining smoke plus a pulling motion: "Enough, don't think so much, Junior Student, you want to enjoy, did your favorite senior ever deceive you?"

"They entrusted you to me without worry————" Mai Xuejie's lips brushed his ear, speaking in breath, while guiding his hand to stroke her thigh covered in velvet silk stockings, letting him feel that ultimate softness and the warmth of the skin beneath, as well as the presence of the pearl chain: "Let your bride see, her husband, who truly knows how to please————also let you see, your excellent senior," how she surpasses your bride and the judo beauty policewoman in satisfying you!"

Behind the screen, Minami and Erena were forced to witness this scene clearly. Humiliation, like a tsunami, engulfed Minami. This was her wedding night! Her bridal chamber! Her husband! Yet now another woman, with such practiced, such wanton posture, was seducing and controlling him!

Damn it! Shirakawa Mai! You traitor! Rebel! Cao traitor!

However, beneath this overwhelming humiliation and anger, a darker flame, one that defied her will, erupted from deep within her body, which had been doubly stimulated by the secret medicine and the sight before her eyes.

Eirina, beside her, was likewise bound, her body trembling violently, emitting suppressed sobs, whether from anger or from being swept up in the emotional contagion, unknown.

Minami's mind went completely blank, and then, a sensation of utter loss of control, unprecedented, like a tsunami in its intensity, overwhelmed her.

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After an unknown amount of time, the commotion outside the screen finally subsided.

Mai Xuejie leaned lazily against the headboard, her stockings already somewhat disheveled, the pearl necklace askew to one side, but her face bore an expression of utter, extreme satisfaction,

like that of a queen.

She gazed at Uesugi Muneyuki, exhausted beside her and nearly instantly slipping into a semi-comatose state, and gently stroked his sweat-damp forehead.

So comfortable~

Then, she turned her head, looking toward the direction of the screen; although she could not see what was behind it, her gaze seemed to pierce the gauze, landing precisely on Minami. She mouthed silently: "Thank you for the hospitality~"

Having said that, she pulled the silk blanket over, shamelessly occupying the center of the bed, cradling Uesugi Muneyuki in her bosom, closing her eyes, and falling asleep peacefully, like a true bride.

Behind the screen, Minami lay limp on the ground, drenched in sweat, her expensive silk dress crumpled into a ball, her pure white velvet stockings utterly disordered.

She stared blankly at the blurred, shifting light and shadow on the screen.

The immense sense of humiliation still lingered, like a cold blade's edge pressed against her heart.

Yet simultaneously, the afterglow of the unprecedented pleasure that had been forcibly unleashed, braving the world amidst humiliation, still coursed through her bones.

She gazed at her own distorted reflection on the screen and at the equally disheveled Eirina beside her, and a dark thought, one that even made her shudder, quietly arose.

I feel like this————is so stimulating————compared to., it's so stimulating————

I'm going to become————strange————

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