The crushing embarrassment made Kasumi want to bury her face in her hands.
She had no idea what was happening.
The only thing she knew was that someone was doing indecent things with her clone.
And somehow, she herself was being dragged into experiencing it...
"Waaah..."
Looking down at the stream of love juices constantly flowing from her pussy, while the relentless waves of pleasure continued to wash over her, Kasumi's mind temporarily stopped working.
Back on Ryuji's side, he continued enjoying his intimacy with Kasumi Shiranui.
Compared to Mai, Kasumi Shiranui carried herself with a much more humble devotion.
She really was like a bitch, clinging to his cock with complete sincerity, refusing to let go no matter how overwhelmed she became, determined to offer herself completely. Even after losing control of her bladder twice by Ryuji, she still spread her ass cheeks so that he could fuck her again.
But before that, she grasped his cock and began to lick it eagerly with her tongue, tasting her own love juices.
Slurp!* Gluck!* Gluck!!*
After that she started to suck his cock constantly moving her head up and down trying her best to take his cock deeper inside her throat.
Then, thanks to Ryuji's generosity, it wasn't long before she was tasted his cum.
The original Kasumi, on the other hand, had it much worse.
All she could feel was something large moving constantly inside her mouth, occasionally pressing deeper until it reached her throat. Yet the other "her" was incredibly excited by it. Even while pleasing the man named Ryuji, she reached out to caress her own pussy.
In the end, when a new taste spread across her tongue and warm, thick fluid filled her mouth, tears inevitably streamed down Kasumi's face.
At that moment, she truly felt that nothing in the world could make her feel more miserable.
But...
"You really are..."
Looking at the stubborn Kasumi Shiranui lying face down on the bed, raising her ass and presenting her cleaned asshole, Ryuji could only smile helplessly.
"Well, I suppose it can't be helped if you're sensitive there too."
With those words, Ryuji's cock entered inside her asshole to satisfy her once more.
Meanwhile, far away in Germany, Kasumi, who had thought everything was finally over, jerked her head up in shock, her tongue even slipping out involuntarily!
Finally, when Ryuji and Kasumi Shiranui had fallen asleep together in satisfaction, Kasumi was finally freed.
With tear-stained cheeks, she slowly got up from the floor, walked to a nearby stream, washed herself clean, and then made a decision.
"I'm going back to Japan!"
She could clearly sense that the person who had done those things to the other "her"...was in Japan.
Ryuji, however, had no idea what Kasumi had gone through.
The next morning, after spending a little more quiet time with Kasumi Shiranui, he once again picked up the scroll Ryu Hayabusa had left behind.
But after reading only a couple of sections, he noticed Cammy walking into the room, looking as though she had something she wanted to say.
"What is it, Cammy?"
Cammy looked at Kasumi Shiranui beside Ryuji and proudly puffed out her chest.
"I've come to assassina..."
Before she could finish, Kasumi Shiranui, who had been quietly admiring the proof of her first night, quickly got up, covered Cammy's mouth, smiled calmly at Ryuji, and rushed out of the room with her.
As if she'd let that happen.
She had only just gotten her chance herself, and now she was supposed to share him with someone else? There was no way she was letting Cammy join in so soon!
Looking at the puzzled expression on Cammy's face, Kasumi Shiranui came up with a brilliant idea.
"You want to assassinate Ryuji-sama, right? By making him die from sexual exhaustion?"
Holding Cammy by the shoulders, Kasumi Shiranui asked the question, word by word.
"Yes. What's wrong?"
Cammy looked puzzled. She thought that now that Kasumi Shiranui had already "taken her turn," it should finally be her turn to assassinate Ryuji. She couldn't understand why Kasumi Shiranui was stopping her.
"Well, because this is a job that requires technique!"
Kasumi Shiranui cleared her throat and began making things up with a perfectly straight face.
"Technique?"
Cammy blinked in confusion.
"In short, you have to observe and learn first. How about this: when I do it with him, you can watch from the next room. That way, you'll learn how to assassinate Ryuji-sama more effectively... and reduce his suffering at the same time."
Kasumi Shiranui proposed a method that even she herself thought was utterly ridiculous.
"I see... Thank you. But wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?"
Cammy looked at Kasumi Shiranui with her pure, innocent eyes, and Kasumi Shiranui firmly shook her head.
"Not at all."
Although deceiving Cammy made Kasumi Shiranui feel like complete scum, as long as it meant having Ryuji all to herself for a while longer, she was willing to be scum.
Of course... She'd much rather be fucked into becoming scum by Ryuji.
"What are those two up to..."
Watching the pair disappear into the distance, Ryuji shook his head helplessly before returning his attention to Ryu's scroll, as well as the advanced physics textbooks of this world.
Over the following week, he upgraded the Shiranui style once again.
During this time, the promotion for the World Martial Arts Tournament grew increasingly extravagant. Even in the small area surrounding the Shiranui dojo, advertisements for the tournament could now be seen everywhere.
Ryuji was certain that the promotional budget alone had to be at least over a billion dollars, enough to ensure that nearly every notable fighter in the world would hear about the tournament.
As for what exactly Kasumi Shiranui had said to Cammy that day, Ryuji never found out. But, ever since then, Cammy had stopped talking about assassinating him altogether, which left him rather curious about their conversation.
Meanwhile, as time passed, two more people arrived in Japan.
"Time really flies. It shouldn't be long before registration for the World Martial Arts Tournament opens. The organizers are really rich."
Bulma looked at the radar in her hand as she searched for the signal and couldn't help commenting while glancing at the advertisements lining the streets.
In front of them, many beautiful women dressed in various martial arts uniforms were handing out flyers promoting the tournament.
"Yeah. I thought seeing advertisements even in small American towns was already the limit, but I never imagined there'd be promotional events even in such a remote place..."
Athena nodded, agreeing with Bulma.
Of course, none of that had anything to do with them.
However, just as they rounded a corner and were about to reach the location indicated by the radar, they came across a shrine maiden dressed in traditional miko robes, accompanied by a large group of children.
More importantly...
Standing in front of them was a squad of fully armed soldiers, who were about to open fire on them!
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