I Became a Monk in Japan and Exorcised Demons of Other’s Housewives

Chapter 37: Thirty Is Like a Wolf, Forty Is Like a Tiger!

Lu Jin walked over slowly.

Only when he got closer did he realize that the woman’s clothing seemed a bit too revealing.

A semi-transparent red lace nightgown barely concealed her voluptuous curves. Beneath the black lingerie, her full, sinful bosom and curvaceous hips exuded a mature and irresistible sensuality.

Even the simplest movements set off waves, her body swaying in a way that was impossible to ignore.

Such a figure was simply too seductive.

Lu Jin touched his nose, and in an instant, an inexplicable fire rose within him.

Under the side effects of Joyful Zen, the Vajra Staff of Buddhist teachings seemed to be imbued with unyielding power, as if reinforced by the strength of a diamond.

Taking a deep breath to calm the restlessness in his heart, Lu Jin forced himself to look away and asked in a low voice:

“Madam, what did you call this humble monk for?”

“It’s a lonely night, and I wanted a man to keep me company. Out of all the men around, you’re the only one I don’t find completely repulsive.”

“Can’t you just talk with me? Or… are you unwilling?”

Aoi Yuriko crossed her arms, which only accentuated her already extraordinary fullness, making her even more enticing.

She gazed at Lu Jin with interest, as if trying to read something from his expression.

Lu Jin frowned slightly, looking at this overly bold and blunt woman, and couldn’t help but feel something was off.

“Madam, aren’t you afraid Mr. Aoi will be angry?”

Her words just now were not mere hints—they were blatant seduction.

She was only a step away from outright declaring that she had been lonely for too long and needed a man to satisfy her.

It was natural for a woman to long for a man after years of solitude.

The female benefactors he had encountered in the past were mostly in their thirties or forties.

After years of deprivation at home, even a slight tease from outside was enough to make them go along with it.

But to behave so openly, without any restraint, in her own manor with another man…

This kind of behavior seemed a bit too daring in his eyes.

If Aoi Kai found out, he’d probably be so furious that his hair would turn green.

“Angry?”

Aoi Yuriko chuckled, as if she had just heard the most ridiculous thing.

Her laughter made her already voluptuous body tremble, waves undulating seductively.

“That useless thing doesn’t even count as a man. Even if I did it with another man right in front of him, what right does he have to be angry?”

Her tone carried a deep resentment, like a woman trapped in a loveless marriage.

Lu Jin was stunned on the spot.

What did she mean by that?

“That guy was crippled years ago in a car accident.”

“Marrying me was just a way to cover up his own incompetence.”

As Aoi Yuriko’s previously agitated expression gradually calmed down, her simple words made Lu Jin’s expression turn strange.

So he had been rendered useless by a car accident?

No wonder, despite his age, he only had one child.

In an instant, Lu Jin’s gaze toward Aoi Yuriko carried a trace of sympathy.

At first, he had found her too bold and revealing.

To dress so provocatively in front of a stranger—wasn’t she just a seductress?

But now, it made sense.

From the moment she married Aoi Kai, she had essentially been widowed in all but name.

She had never once experienced the joys of being a woman. No wonder her personality had become like this.

“Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger.”*

[*A Chinese idiom referring to a woman’s increasing libido with age.]

She was at an age when her desires should have been at their peak, yet she was forced to suppress them.

After holding back for so long, even a normal person would start to crack.

Let alone a wealthy woman.

When a person’s material needs are fully met, their desires for emotional and other experiences grow exponentially.

That’s why, in high society, the wealthier people are, the wilder their indulgences tend to be.

Ordinary entertainment is no longer enough to stimulate them.

Only more twisted fantasies can fulfill their desires.

Yet she had no choice but to endure.

Her suppressed desires didn’t disappear; they accumulated, like a coiled spring, only waiting for the moment to explode with even greater force.

If he were in her shoes, he’d probably be even more desperate.

Facing her burning gaze, Lu Jin touched his nose again.

Although turning down such an offer was somewhat regrettable, he had more important matters to attend to.

Although Tanaka Saya was sealed within the prayer beads, she could still sense what was happening outside.

If he lost himself in pleasure and neglected his real mission…

The next time he practiced Joyful Zen with her, his Vajra Staff might just get bent out of shape.

For the sake of his long-term prospects, Lu Jin could only suppress his desire and change the subject.

“Madam, do you know when Mr. Aoi’s first wife passed away?”

The moment the words left his mouth, he noticed a shift in Aoi Yuriko’s expression.

She gave him a once-over, her eyes flashing with disappointment.

A normal man, when faced with a woman like her, would probably be thinking about the best position to take her right now.

Yet this monk was asking her about such a thing?

Unless there was something physically wrong with him, she couldn’t think of any other reason why a man would refuse her.

Unless… he had a problem with his preferences?

But then she recalled the way he had looked at her earlier and dismissed the thought.

A man with such a problem wouldn’t have looked at her like that.