Female-dominated society: A beautiful boy from the countryside near Tokyo

Chapter 95 Gaze, Private Message

Under Shimizu Rin's excited and expectant gaze, Hoshino Makoto took off the socks he was wearing.

A pair of delicate, small, healthy, and rosy white feet appeared before Shimizu Rin's eyes.

[When Shimizu Rin saw your feet, she suddenly wanted to hold them tightly in her hands, desire value +10]

[Shimizu Rin had never seen such beautiful feet before. She felt a surge of liking for them, and her liking level increased by 15.]

[Shimizu Rin looked at your fair and clean feet, and she thought they must smell sweet, her excitement level increased by 10.]

Tsk, big sister, you're such a pervert.

Hoshino Makoto looked at the system notification that popped up in front of him.

He looked at Shimizu Rin with disdain, as if she were a perverted worm.

Hoshino Makoto put down the socks, then suddenly walked under the bed.

"Xiao Zhen, what are you going to do?"

At this moment, Shimizu Rin, who had been engrossed in watching, finally snapped out of her daze.

She swallowed hard and saw Hoshino Makoto trying to get out of bed.

Rin Shimizu immediately stood up and said somewhat anxiously.

"Sister, I'm going to wash my feet."

Hoshino Makoto looked at Shimizu Rin with a serious expression: "Otherwise, it's a bit unhygienic."

"No need to wash, Xiao Zhen."

Rin Shimizu blurted out her name almost without thinking.

But the next moment, Shimizu Rin realized that she seemed to have gotten a little too excited.

Furthermore, one's own answer might easily lead to strange thoughts.

It was as if she didn't want Hoshino Makoto to wash his feet.

Although this was Shimizu Rin's true thought, she couldn't possibly say it aloud.

Seeing Hoshino Makoto's questioning gaze, Shimizu Rin tried to smooth things over, saying, "Makoto, that would be too much of a waste of time."

"Let's get started, your older sister won't mind."

As Shimizu Rin said this, her gaze involuntarily drifted to the pair of fair feet resting on the blanket.

On the light-colored bed sheet, her fair and delicate feet stood there, attracting the attention of the opposite sex.

Rin Shimizu would swear to the gods at the shrine that she had only ever seen such beautiful feet in manga.

Her skin was as white as mutton fat jade, with a healthy pinkish luster.

It makes you subconsciously think that those fair feet smell sweet.

At the same time, I couldn't resist the urge to hold it in my hand and play with it.

Rin Shimizu never expected that Hoshino's feet were really so beautiful and perfect.

Rin Shimizu thought of the Hoshino Masashibe she had seen in the living room last time.

That time, she felt that her younger brother's feet were already quite beautiful.

But at that time, Hoshino was still wearing sandals, and Shimizu Rin only got a general idea of ​​what was going on.

I never expected that Xiao Zhen's feet would look so good when viewed from the front.

[Shimizu Rin gazes at your fair feet, suppressing her urge to fondle them; her affection level increases by 10.]

[Shimizu Rin has never seen such perfect feet before. Excitement level +6, Liking level +8]

[Shimizu Rin doesn't want you to wash your feet; she thinks they smell nice and wants you to step on them directly. Excitement level +20]

My dear sister, you are truly hopeless.

You clearly want me to step on you, but you say you don't mind.

Hoshino Makoto had nothing more to say about his lecherous older sister.

Ignoring Shimizu Rin's advice, he went straight out to the bathroom to wash his feet.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, on the other side...

I love Shimizu here.

She looked at the private messages sent to her account.

More than ten minutes ago, Shimizu Rin sent out Hoshino Makoto's video.

She then noticed that people started sending her private messages, initially just two or three.

But as time went by, more and more people sent her private messages.

Some of them were her fans, while others were strangers online.

Without exception, the content of their private messages was all related to Hoshino Makoto.

Shimizu Ai sat in a chair, looking at the private messages on the screen.

"Hello streamer, I'm a fan of yours. Can you tell me how to contact your brother?"

"Host, I'm offering a hefty reward for your brother's contact information. Money is no object."

"Hey streamer, do you have any other photos of your brother? Hehehe."

These are private messages that some of Ai Shimizu's fans sent her.

"Blogger, is this handsome young man really your younger brother? How old is he now? Does he have a suitable partner?"

"Blogger, I'm 1.7 meters tall and own a house in Tokyo. Could you please provide your brother's contact information?"

"Blogger, your brother has successfully piqued my interest. I believe he will be attracted to me after meeting me. Could you please provide your contact information?"

. . . . .

"Blogger, I need your brother's private photos. Price is negotiable."

"Blogger, is your brother free right now? This is my address."

"Blogger, could you please have your brother look disgusted?"

Shimizu Ai looked at these private messages.

She laughed, but it was laughter born of anger.

In particular, some of these were private messages from netizens with low moral character.

Shimizu Ai wanted to throw these people into Tokyo Bay to feed the sharks.

"These trashy perverts should be buried in the ground and grow into mushrooms!"

Shimizu Ai's chest heaved violently with anger.

She gripped her phone tightly with her left hand, gritting her teeth as she read the content.

Shimizu Ai thought of some videos she had seen before.

The main point is that if a teenager appears in the video.

Or the owner of the video account is a teenager.

You'll then receive a lot of harassment from sexually repressed netizens.

At that time, Shimizu Ai didn't think much of it after seeing that video.

After all, she is a girl and has not been subjected to similar harassment.

But now, Shimizu Ai is watching the ever-increasing number of private messages on the screen.

She believed what the video said; the current era is simply an era of sexual repression.

However, looking at these private messages, Shimizu Aiko suddenly felt fortunate.

"Luckily, the account belongs to me, the older sister, and not Xiaozhen."

"If he sees this inappropriate content, he will definitely be affected."

Shimizu Ai stretched out her finger and directly deleted some inappropriate private messages, and then blocked and deleted them.

Shimizu Ai then exited the private messaging system. The next moment, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the video of Hoshino Makoto on the screen.

The number of likes has exceeded 10,000, but what really caught Shimizu Ai's attention was that the number of people who had saved the post was more than half of the number of likes.

Furthermore, the number of likes and favorites is increasing at an almost visible rate.

Shimizu Ai watched all this, biting her lip lightly and frowning slightly.

It felt like a huge rock was blocking my heart, a kind of uncomfortable feeling that I couldn't describe.

It's clear whether it's releasing the video or proposing the idea for releasing the video.

These were all things that Shimizu Ai thought of, and things that she did alone.

Logically speaking, the video is already showing signs of becoming popular.

This was exactly what Ai Shimizu had planned and anticipated.

But then Shimizu Ai remembered the video comments and private messages she had seen.

The discomfort in my heart became even more unpleasant.

It's like having your treasured gems discovered by someone else.

They not only discovered it, but they also set their sights on it.