Touya: Time to Choose

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana: Touya's scene Time to Choose.

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Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Touya ⇀ 選択の時 ⇀ Skip to when they enter Touya's room

Nohl:

“...What is this?”

A dissatisfied voice could be heard from the other side across the obstacle.

The obstacle being a partition wall that separates us from Nohl.

Touya:

“I don’t want any other men seeing my wife in an unkempt manner.”

Touya, speaking in his most believable tone, was pretty far away from me. We were practically on opposite sides of the bed.

There’s nothing here that would make me “unkempt.”

Naala:

(But, he definitely can’t see us.)

This partition, which had been hastily set up around the bed, blocked off Nohl’s line of sight.

Even Nohl wouldn’t dare to peek over the partitions his king had gone through the trouble of setting up.

I was feeling relieved about that, but then an unsettling request entered my ears.

Nohl:

“I understand. However, Lord Touya, I haven’t heard your bride’s sweet whimpers of pleasure at all. You are loving her properly, are you not?”

Touya:

“Uh, yeah, of course I am. She’s just a little nervous, that’s all.”

Both of us jumped a little at his cold observation.

We brought our faces in closer for what seemed to be our first kiss… Nope, it was time for an emergency strategy meeting.

Touya:

“Hey, you gotta start moaning, or something.”

Naala:

“What are you saying?! I’ve never done this before. I am at a loss here…”

Having no idea what to do, we scrambled around on the bed, with me eventually lying down beneath Touya.

Touya:

“Uh… sorry. Anyway, let’s at least get into position.”

Naala:

“R-Right. Setting the mood is important.”

Even if it was just for show, being this close to Touya, having him looking down on me and his long hair brushing up against my cheeks… set off alarm bells in my heart.

I was so nervous, I was sweating despite not even moving.

Touya:

“All right, here I go.”

Naala:

“Wait, what do you mean by that…”

After this declaration, Touya suddenly began to bounce on the bed. The bed made a creaking sound to go along with his bouncing.

At first, I was confused as to what he was doing, but then I realized he was mimicking the movements for the First Night.

Touya:

“Ooh! It feels so good being inside of you!”

Naala:

“Pfft…”

I can’t… this is not the time to be laughing, as it’s rude to Touya, who really is trying his best here.

Even so, seeing Touya desperately bounce around on top of me… is hilarious.

And his lines aren’t making this any less funny.

Naala:

“Kya…!”

Touya:

“Hey, keep it together! We’re gonna be found out!”

Naala:

“S-sorry. I’ll try my best.”

I swallowed my laughter and forcibly switched gears.

Naala:

“Ooh. Oooooh.”

Touya:

“Is that supposed to be a moan of pleasure?!”

Naala:

“Give me a break, I’ve never done it before!”

As we were bickering, we heard a voice full of suspicion from the other side of the partition.

Nohl:

“...How is everything going?”

Touya:

“...! Ah, things… things are good.”

Nohl:

“Was she a virgin?”

Touya:

“Ah, yeah, she was a virgin.”

Nohl:

“In that case…”

Touya:

“Wh-What?”

We both felt a cold sweat, terrified we’d been found out.

Nohl:

“Don’t you think you’re being a little too rough for a girl’s first time?”

Touya:

“Oh, uh… yeah, I got it already, so could you shut up? Hearing your voice, I’m not gonna be able to finish.”

Nohl:

“That would be a problem. Shall I help you to get some lovely moans out of Her Majesty?”

Naala:

“...! Oooh, aaah, we’re good! It’s starting to feel really good now!”

Immediately after I said it, I regretted that I didn’t make more of an effort to sound in pain… this being my “first time” and all.

While thinking about the direction of my performance, my already bad acting only got worse.

Touya:

“Hey, your moaning is just awful!”

Naala:

“That’s not my fault!”

But if we keep up this awful performance, Nohl really would come around the partition.

Both biting our own lips impatiently, we consulted each other through our gazes.

Touya:

“...Just gotta do it.”

~Picture~

The first one to move was Touya, who looked away. While not looking at me, he touched me over my clothes.

Naala:

“...?!”

Touya:

“Please. I’m just gonna touch you in a way that’ll let you fake it better. Please bear with it.”

• Nod

• (There are no other options, huh.)

Naala:

(I guess it can't be helped...)

Naala:

“Mmm.”

Touya:

“Say it a little louder…”

Perhaps matching my pace, the whispers blown into my ears add to the excitement. A horrifying tremor ran down my spine as if my body was being licked from the inside.

The hand that followed those tremors continued to stroke my bent back.

Naala:

“Oh… ah…”

I was flustered by this hand, which was very clearly from that of a normal hug.

I could feel the intense body heat coming from Touya, even with a layer of clothing between us. I wondered if he was going to melt the fabric he was touching.

I twisted my body, embarrassed over how I was feeling. And just as I did, Touya's finger lightly grazed my nipple.

Naala:

“Ah!”

Touya:

“Did you like that?”

This time Touya intentionally pressed down on the top of my breast.

A new, itchy, and painful sensation spread across me, and my toes tensed.

As he rolled it with the pad of his thumb, it grew harder and harder, and soon a distinct pleasure was born. With each rub, the tip of my breast tingled sweetly.

Naala:

“Mmm, ah! Aaaah.”

These are not sounds I normally make.

However, as this was something that was a necessary evil… I continued without feeling too guilty about it.

Naala:

“Aaaah!”

Touya:

“...”

For some reason, Touya stopped when I suddenly raised my voice. He pursed his lips and looked away awkwardly.

Naala:

“Touya…?”

Touya:

“Uh… that’s a good voice. We can definitely fool him like this.”

Naala:

“R-really?”

Touya:

“Yeah, I almost…”

He stopped himself before finishing his sentence.

Somewhat amazed, I was about to call out to him, when he suddenly let his face fall between my shoulders and neck. I could feel his hot breath against my skin, giving me goosebumps.

Naala:“Mmm.”

Touya:

“Ahh… this is an act. All an act. All an act…”

Touya repeated the same phrase over and over… I guess to inspire me? 

Even as he moaned, his hands continued to play with my nipples. They became so sensitive from the kneading that they started to hurt.

Naala:

“Aaah… mmm… ahh…. oh no, not there!”

Touya:

“...!”

Touya kept his mouth pressed into my shoulder… This must be pretty difficult for him. I could feel the exaggerated movements of his throat.

Naala:

“Aaah… hah… ahh… hmmm.”

The pressure on the tip is joined by the movement of massaging the entire breast, making my breath come out even more.

Naala:

(What’s happening...?)

"Ah, ah, ah, don't knead that... no, no."

Far from hurting, my pinched nipples gave me an inexplicable numbness that made my brain melt.

For some reason, the space between my legs, which had never been touched before, grew hot, and I rubbed my thighs together.

The tip of my breast, rubbed by Touya, felt good. It was hot and numb, and I felt like I was melting...

Naala:

“Ah… on, ohhh… I can’t take it… ohhhh…”

In a fog of consciousness, I could hear my own unbelievably sweet voice.

Also still putting on an act, Touya’s breathing became more coarse. He was repeating “It’s just an act”, but at some point, he began saying my name.

Touya:

“...Naala… Naala…”

He called out my name as if at the end of his wits, and my chest fluttered.

As he continued to touch my body with his rough hands, it created the illusion that we really were getting it on.

Touya:

“Naala… my queen…”

Despite this being an “act”, he said it with such deep emotion that I got swept up in the moment.

Having my name be called out repeatedly like a lovely, sweet whisper caused my brain to boil over.

Touya:

“Oh… Naala…”

As he cried out in passion, I felt like I should respond in kind, and did so in earnest.

Naala:

“Aaaah… oooohh… Touyaaa…”

Touya:

“...!”

My thoughts were melting and I couldn't speak properly.

But despite the poor enunciation, it did seem to reach Touya’s ears.

~End Picture~

He let out a voice that was somewhere between a reply and a moan and quickly got off from on top of me. He had a face that looked like he was in some kind of pain.

Naala:

“...?”

As I slowly tilted my head, Touya bit his own thumb in front of me.

And then…

Touya:

“Ugh…”

Breaking through the skin, fresh blood dripped down on the sheets, The faint smell of blood returned me to my senses.

Naala:

“...! To…”

Touya:

“I’m fine. And with this, you’ve lost your virginity.”

Naala:

(Touya…) 

Even as a course of action, Touya went through all of that troublesome performance, and even injured himself.

Naala:

(All of that just to keep a promise he made to a simple country girl…) 

Seeing him go to this extent to keep his promise…

• Just makes me more suspicious of him.

• For now, I’ll forget that he’s the enemy and thank him.

Naala:

“...Thanks.”

Touya:

“Huh?”

Despite the relationship between us, a favor is a favor. I’ll forget that he’s the enemy for now, and be grateful for his kindness.

Naala:

“For keeping your promise.”

Touya:

“...Of course. What I did, I did without any devious intent behind it.”

Naala:

“Hehe, I know that without you needing to emphasize it. I’m not a very sexy woman, anyway.”

Touya:

“...”

Naala:

“Hmm?”

Just as Touya was about to open his mouth to say something, a voice called out from the other side of the partition.

Nohl:

“Have you finished?”

Touya:

“Ah, oh, yeah, we’re done. We’ll come to you, so just wait.”

Touya, facing that direction, made a show of readjusting his outfit, making noise to keep up the illusion.

I hurriedly got up and did the same.

Touya:

“Whew… thanks for the supervision.”

Emerging from behind the partition, he wiped his brow as if to say “Yep, I did that.”

It might have been overdoing it a bit, but perhaps this was good for pulling off the deception.

Nohl, with a satisfied nod, asked one of his usual off-kilter questions.

Nohl:

“Well, Her Majesty, how was it? Lord Touya is certainly… well equipped, is he not?”

Naala:

“Uh… yeah…”

Nohl:

“Did he fill you up with his royal seed?”

…I hate this guy. I wanna strangle him.

Naala:

“...Yeah.”

Nohl:

“Excellent. Ah, the voice of Her Majesty was quite tantalizing.”

…I take it back. I want to straight-up murder this guy.

Touya:

“Were you fantasizing about someone else’s wife… the queen, no less?”

Nohl:

“Hehe, my apologies. I was just taking joy in being witness to His Majesty’s excellent growth development.”

“I shall be looking forward to the birth of the prince.”

Nohl really did look like he was happy.

Naala:

(I thought this before, but Nohl’s disposition towards Touya is that of… kindness? Or maybe a teacher?)

I imagined an old farmhand taking care of the prince. But I knew if he knew what I was thinking, I’d get some kind of terrible acerbic response.

Nohl:

“Well then, Lord Touya. Shall I start the preparations for tomorrow?”

Touya:

“Huh? I don’t remember anything going on tomorrow?”

Nohl:

“Surely, you know that we must hold the ceremonial wedding banquet.”

“And we must present Her Majesty to everyone.”

Naala:

“!”

Nohl:

“Also…”

What he said was so depressing that I didn’t even hear what he said afterward. Even if I had prepared myself for it, the thought of being paraded out there was harsh.

Touya caught my clouded expression out of the corner of his eye and interrupted Nohl.

Touya:

“No, she just lost her virginity… she’s tired both mentally and physically. If we drag her out to a banquet to parade her in front of the lecherous old men, she might collapse.”

“I’d like for her to rest for a bit, let her get accustomed to life here.”

Nohl:

“Yes, however…”

Touya:

“If we force her, and she gets sick, and then isn’t able to give birth… what will you do then?” 

Nohl:

“...I understand. It is as you wish.”

Even Nohl can’t afford to have me die here. So he’s forced to reluctantly accept it.

Hiding his dissatisfaction with a beautiful smile, he excuses himself and leaves the room.

Naala:

“Ahh… we somehow managed to pull this off.”

Having worked hard towards the same goal, I felt a kindred spirit born between us.

Feeling relief and a little bit of joy, I went to talk to Touya… but he had his back turned toward me.

Touya:

“...Sorry, but would you mind going to bed early, before me?”

Naala:

“Hmm? Why? It’s already pretty late, so we should go to bed now. I want to talk about our contract tomorrow morning.”

“There’s still plenty you haven’t told me about, right?”

Touya:

“I will. So don’t worry about that… and go to sleep.”

Naala:

“Where are you going?”

Touya:

“Ah… for a walk. I’m gonna get some fresh air.”

Naala:

“Is it that you don’t want to share a bed with me? If that’s the case, I don’t mind sleeping on the floor.”

Touya:

“That’s not it at all.”

Naala:

“Then what is it?”

Getting a peek at Touya’s face as he turned to face me, it seemed like he might cry, for some reason.

Naala:

“...Touya?”

Worried, I tried to get off the bed, but Touya hurried towards the door as if he was running away from me.

Touya:

“A-anyway just got to sleep! All Right!?”

Naala:

“What’s with him?”

There’s still a lot I don’t understand about him.

I let out a sigh and fell back onto the bed.

Naala:

(...I’ll think about that tomorrow.)

I am physically and mentally drained, and I can’t think straight. At any rate, we have a contract in place, so we just need to proceed carefully.

Naala:

“Whew…”

Even in times like this, I get properly sleepy, which is pretty brazen if I do say so myself.

Naala:

(I wonder when Touya will be back from his walk…)

The relationship between Touya and me has changed. And with it, my new mission.

As I look around at my changing environment, my eyelids become heavy, and I fall asleep…

~END~