Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

Chapter 347 347: Yellow Panties!

Chapter 347 347: Yellow Panties!

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"You... you jerk..." Mila's voice wavered with a mix of anger and pain.

Releasing the chokehold, I allowed Mila to regain her breath, wanting to continue the conversation.

Mila groaned, clearly in discomfort. It seemed she was attempting to cast magic again, prompting me to swiftly apply the Rear Naked Choke.

"Eugh... eugh... eugh..." Mila struggled against the tight grip around her neck, gasping for air. When she tapped out, signaling her surrender, I immediately loosened the hold.

"Call me big brother," I demanded, my tone insistent.

"How can I call a person like you big brother? You did such a thing to me and Luna..." Mila retorted, her voice filled with disdain.

"Yeah, I did," I admitted without hesitation.

I reached for my smartphone and showed it to Mila, revealing its contents. "I filmed you, Luna, and your mother's panties, and I used them for some fun!"

Mila's expression turned to one of disbelief and disgust. "You... crazy bastard..."

Ignoring her reaction, I continued, "Is there more besides what's pictured and filmed here?"

Mila, shocked and bewildered, asked, "Why are you showing me this? Are you seriously insane?"

"Check it!" I insisted, urging her to examine the photo list.

Reluctantly, Mila took the phone and scrolled through the images. "No, there aren't any..."

"That's right. This is all there is," I confirmed, deleting all the photos from my smartphone right in front of her.

"This ends today!" I declared firmly.

Mila, unconvinced, challenged me, "You think just coming out like this without bowing your head will make a difference? Pretending to be remorseful won't change anything."

"No? It's not about remorse?" I responded, a hint of determination in my voice.

Confused by my statement, Mila asked, "...What?"

"From now on, your underwear. If I want to see them, then I'll see them myself," I explained, tightening my grip on Mila due to the strength boost from my collection bonus. It made it easier to restrain her slender body, but I was determined to avoid any inappropriate thoughts. I refused to let myself be conscious of her unexpectedly well-shaped breasts. This was about discipline, nothing more.

Mila protested, "What nonsense...!"

"It was unbecoming of me to take pictures in a twisted way! If I want to see them, I will tell you directly, and I won't hide!" I asserted, raising Mila's skirt and maintaining the restraint on her.

"Ugh, ugh..." Mila struggled against my grip, her voice strained.

"Panty Pull Choke!" I announced, using the leverage to further control Mila's movements.

"Eat my pussy!" Mila retaliated, her words laced with anger and defiance.

Ignoring her outburst, I continued, "You're wearing chick-like yellow panties today. Check!"

"You crazy pervert... Euk... Ugh..." Mila's protests grew weaker as I tightened my hold.

"From now on, I'm going to check like this directly. I won't hide or take pictures secretly! Got it? Why would I secretly take pictures? I can just take a look like this!" I stated firmly, refusing to release Mila from the hold.

Mila, her panties exposed and her legs wriggling in discomfort, tried to resist. "There you go. I'm looking at it! Right now! There's absolutely no need to take pictures."

"Eek, ugh...!" Mila's voice trembled with a mix of frustration and helplessness.

"Because I'm your big brother!" I declared, emphasizing the familial bond between us.

"What are you talking about!" Mila exclaimed, her voice filled with confusion and anger.

"Little sister's panties? It's no big deal even if I look at them!" I proclaimed, determined to assert my authority and discipline Mila.

"If you're not happy, come at me. I'm your big brother, and I want to see my little sister's panties, what about it?" I provocatively challenged Mila, fully aware of the controversial nature of my statement.

"Ugh, you perverted trash!" Mila retorted, her voice filled with a mix of anger and disgust.

Smack! Smack! My little sister's strikes landed, hitting me with surprising force. I could feel the sting, but I couldn't help but be impressed. She was finally using her hands and fighting back without relying on magic. It was a testament to her determination.

"One more Stunner!" I declared, bracing myself for the impact.

Thunk! The move connected, causing Mila to let out a startled cry. We continued our intense wrestling match, pouring sweat as we went all out. Perhaps I truly was as much of an asshole as Mila described me. Yet here we were, fighting fiercely, two siblings with a significant height difference.

lightsn?v?l Between Lucas, who had engaged in secret filming, and myself, who had shamelessly asked my little sister to give up her virginity and satisfy my own desires in the morning, it was hard to determine who was the better person. It was a question that lingered in my mind, but one I couldn't answer.

Living up to the ideal image of a big brother was far from easy. It was a constant struggle, especially as an adopted child trying to fit into the mold of a "real family" member.

"Do you see our difference in strength?" I taunted, hoping to assert my dominance.

Mila grunted in response, clearly exerting herself. "Humph...!! Huh, ugh."

"I'm the big brother who shamelessly looks at his little sister's panties. But what can you do about it?" I challenged, pushing her to her limits.

"Kk... Kkuuung...! Hah... Huh...!" Mila's breaths became labored as she fought against me.

"Other than getting angry or throwing a tantrum, what else can you do? Huh?" I pressed, determined to elicit a response from her.

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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won't mind if you send more stones, and plz don't forget the gifts.)

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