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Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana : Naran's Final Chapter Faraway Future. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Naran⇀ BEST END遙かなる未来 Naala: “...Is this the last of our guests for today?” Even though I turn 25 this year, consciously I still feel like an inexperienced girl.  Despite this, I don’t know why many men come to me for relationship advice. Naala: (But thanks to that, I feel like I’m getting a lot older…) Rumors spawn more rumors… and now my room has become a “mental health clinic”, as Naran calls it. However, in reality it’s a consultation center. Since I’m very tight-lipped, I think it’s a good place to come and complain, even if I do say so myself. These rumors have even reached the assembly, and just last year, I was singled out for “guiding ideology.” I’m just listening and giving what I think is a fair answer, but it was terrible reputational damage. Naala: (Well, I guess if there are any soldiers who actually change their minds, it would cause problems for the assembly.)  Most of the people who come to me for relationship advice are young men and women who are relatively flexible in their thinking. They also have a passion for not letting old laws and pressures get in the way. So, even though I did not intend to induce them to think in our direction, if I told them the truth about the painful feelings of the women, many men sympathized with me and changed their minds. But the times are changing, whether I want it to or not. Even without my activities, people would have noticed sooner or later. Just what is the real enemy in these times? Even Shalu, who must have escaped safely, would have been happy to see Nasla’s current situation. Naala: (It would be nice if the assembly was as flexible as these young people. They never listen to anyone at all.) I recall the time when I was held captive on suspicion of being a political offender. The reason why I don’t feel bitter is that I remember everyone’s kindness at the same time. Naala: (What would have happened if everyone hadn’t protected me?) I was saved by King Touya, the Rus women, and most surprisingly of all, the military commanders. They said things like, “I took Madam Naala’s advice seven years ago, and thanks to that I was able to get married.” They used to be underlings, but now they’re all digging into the upper echelons, so the flow of time is terrifying. Seven years ago, I never would have imagined that a consultation center that started out of nowhere would hear fruit like this. As a result, so many powerful people sided with me that the assembly had to give up. Aside from the occasional assassin sent to kill me, things are pretty peaceful.  Ah, well, I’m glad I learned how to wield a sword. Naala: “Mmm… Maybe I’ll have a drink until Naran comes home.” With so many visitors I’m a bit tired of talking. I stretch out and lean up against the window sill. Naala: “A full moon…” Every time that golden circle appears, I’m reminded of the oath from that night. Maybe the reason why my emotions haven’t faded at all is because it’s combined with the impressive sight of the full moon. It’s been seven years since Naran and I exchanged vows as comrades and became husband and wife. …It feels both long, and short, as the flow of time is mysterious. Naala: (I guess we’re going to grow old this way, keeping our feelings bottled up.) But I don’t feel sad about that. With the man I love by my side, we’re moving together towards a significant goal. It’s been a tumultuous few years, but recently I’ve come to think that this is a good life. Naala:  (Though to be honest, it is pretty sad.) I guess I’ve become brazen enough to use the word “sad”. With the exception of my constant worry… Well, lately I’ve become a bit defiant. It may be selfish or shallow, but love is love and can’t be helped. Once I accepted my feelings, I felt strangely refreshed. Now I can be next to Naran with a sense of peace and calm, and people who have seen us have even called us a “mature couple”. Naala: (This is why people even regard me as the one wearing the pants, even though we’re about the same age.) “I’ll rejuvenate myself once here, as a woman.” Naran: “Ah, that’s no good. If you do that, then young foolish men, like I used to be, will come running to you.” Naala: “Ah! Welcome home, Naran. You’re back early today.” I was so happy that I ran over with a trot. Looking up at his slightly higher face, he gently patted me on the head. Naran: “I’m home. I'm back because today’s a special day.” Since then, as he had declared, Naran had steadily risen in the world through his bloody efforts. A year ago, when the country across the sea invaded again, he performed as well as the war god Suren, and impressed the people around him. Even excluding my personal bias towards him, I think he’s become as strong as anyone else, both mentally and physically. So mesmerized by the presence of my wonderful husband, I almost missed what he had said, so I hastily asked. Naala: “What’s so special about today?” Naran: “What do you think?” Naala:  “Aw, don’t tease me.” As I said this, looking closer, I noticed that Naran had Suren’s keepsake wrapped around his head. He’d always hung it on the wall and treasured it like a painting, so I wonder what brought about this change of heart. Naran notices my gaze and smiles softly. Naran: “I just thought it was about time.” Naala: “Hmm, did you set some kind of deadline for yourself?” Naran:  “Deadline… rather, it was more like a goal. If I make it this far, I should be able to carry his sentiments entrusted to me.” Naala: “This far?” Naran: “Yeah. I’ve been saving it for this day.” Seems like something really good happened to him today. As I was confused and tilted my head, Naran suddenly knelt down and took my hand. Naran: “...Today, I’ve been appointed as the military commander.” Naala: “R-really?! That’s great, Naran!” “Your performance last year was truly remarkable.” Naran: “Yeah. I think that’s probably a big part of it.” In the past, even Suren achieved military success by fighting off invaders. It’s quite a coincidence that he would be appointed to the highest position for the same reason. Naala: (No… it’s not a coincidence. It’s the result of Naran’s hard work.) “I’m sure Suren would be happy for you as well.” Naran: “So tonight… I can finally say it.” Naala: “? Say what…?” Naran: “...Naala. Please become my wife, for real.” Naala: “What…?” Naran: “Now, I can finally be with you forever. If we have a child, I’ll be given the right.” Naala: “! Wait, so… that’s why you haven’t touched me for seven years?” “Because if we had a child before you became an aristocrat, I’d have to marry someone else…?” Naran: “I thought I’d prepared myself, but enduring for seven years has been unimaginably unbearable.” Naala: “But, seven years ago you said you didn’t love me anymore…” Naran: “Yes, I said that what was in my heart wasn’t love. And what I’m talking about goes far beyond love.” “I truly love you. I have wanted all of you, but I have held myself back.”   Naala: “...!” Naran: “If you don’t understand, I’ll say it again. Naala, I love you more than anything or anyone in the world.” “So I want you to take my hand, this time as my wife.” Naala: “...Your stubbornness is almost refreshing.” Naran: “Haha, once a man decides something, he should see it through to the end. …I learned that from my brother.” Naala: “I don’t think even Suren could match the strength of your convictions. Seven years… Seven years.” Too much time has passed to create a sweet atmosphere instantly after being told of his feelings. Suppressing my surging feeling of joy, I spoke in a slightly pouty manner. After all of the twists and turns, this much can be forgiven. Naala: “What would you have done if I chose a different man in the meantime?” Naran: “I thought I’d be fine with that if it made you happy.” “But, if you stayed by my side until I gained my rights… I was determined to propose to you at that time, fair and square.” Naala: “...I thought you didn’t see me as a woman.” Naran: “There’s no way, even hypothetically, I could ask someone I felt that way about to marry me. I’ve become this strong because I felt you’re the only one I wanted.” “...Naala. Will you give me a reward for being so patient?” He hugs your waist and puts a finger on your chin. When my face turned upward, his soft lips met mine. Naala: “Mm…” Unlike the roughness from seven years ago, it is filled with an enveloping gentleness. Just as my jaw relaxed from the comfort, his hot tongue parted my lips and entered. Naala: "F-fu… haa..." The undulating tip of his tongue traced the rows of my teeth and smoothed over the roof of my mouth. I was irritated by the slow movement, and the root of my tongue tingled. Naala: “Mm, ha… Naran…” Naran: "When you call me like that, I won’t be able to control myself..." Naran's tongue intertwines with my begging tongue. I was slowly savored from the base to the tip, and my breath gradually increased. Even though we've only kissed each other, my body felt hot. As I let out an excited sigh, saliva dripped from the gap between my lips. Naran licked up the dripping drops and stroked my mouth deeper and stronger. Naala: “Mm… ah…” Naran: “You’re so lovely, Naala.” As he turned his face towards me, his sweet voice made me almost faint. Naran's arms supporting me were reassuring, but I felt frustrated as it seemed like I was the only one catching up. Naala: "H-hmm… you somehow seem better than back then… Did you practice?" Naran: "I've held you countless times inside my head, but that’s all." Naala: “I-Is that so?” Naran: "Yeah. When we were eating together, or when we were talking next to each other… Whenever I saw your cute lips and tongue, I always wanted to eat you like this." "Did you know? You have a very elegant way of eating. That's why I can't really see inside, so when I do see it sometimes... I get so excited..." Naala: “You say some astonishing things..." Naran: "I guess so. All men react when the girl they like is around." "Just like this……" Suddenly, I felt something pressed against my lower waist, and I realized that there was something hard there. My cheeks suddenly became hot and I looked down, but then he pressed his lips against my ear. Naala: “Mm…” His damp tongue traces the hollows of each ear. A grating, obscene sound echoed right next to my skull. He licked my eardrum, making me tremble involuntarily. Naala: “Haa…” Naran: “…Come here." My weak body was led to the bed. As we lay down hugging each other, I could hear Naran's pounding heartbeat. Naala: (Ah…) It felt like proof of our mutual love and it made me happy. I hugged him tightly, and Naran returned it with the same strength. Naran: "Can I take it off...?" Naala: "Y-you don't have to ask." Naran: “Haha, sorry. I've never experienced anything like this, except for that one time in the bathroom. So I'm worried if I don't ask... What parts do you dislike, what parts feel good, etc..." He whispered as it trailed down my neck and unclasped my jacket. I felt like a fruit being peeled as each layer was carefully removed. I become embarrassed when Naran treats me like this. Naala: “Well, it looks like you got everything under control.” Naran: "That's not true. Look..." After taking off his clothes, Naran took my hand and placed it on his bare chest. I felt his heart beating violently behind his muscles, and my body relaxed a little. Naran: “Do you think I can stay calm even though my seven-year-long wish has finally come true?” Naala: "People who are truly panicked don't report it themselves... like me." Feeling a little frustrated that I was alone and shy, I reached out to touch Naran's underwear. As I stroked his cock through his cloth, he felt even harder. Naran: "N-no, hold on. I've decided that we'll have fun together tonight." Naran said in a gentle tone and took off all his clothes. And when he lay down on the bed underneath me… ~Picture~ Naran: "So now I have to make you feel good too..." Naala: “Huh? ….Ah!” Naran's lips touch between my opened legs. I tried to close them reflexively, but his hand gently stopped me. The thought of my private parts being exposed right in front of Naran made me feel so embarrassed that my face felt like it was on fire. Naran:  “My wish has finally come true, so show me everything. Let me lick all your cute parts..." Naala: “Ah! Mmm…!” Naran: "Hmm...hey, which do you prefer, here or here...?" The tip of his tongue exposed the petals and licked my sensitive bud and its surroundings. When he asked me this while I was being caressed, even his breath became a stimulus and made the skin of my whole body stand out. Naala: "J-just... don't ask... Ah!" Naran: “Even when you were with my big brother, did you shake here like this...?” Naala: "H, ahh... why did you do that..." Naran: "...Because I'm jealous." His honest words resonate in my heart. Even though I think it's childish that I'm happy to be jealous, I just can't control my heart. I felt as if my senses were being squeezed by his love, and my lower abdomen convulsed in response. Naran: "You’re getting wet..." As if to mock me, he scoops up the honey with his fingertips, and blood rushes to my face. When I looked away in embarrassment, Naran's stuff appeared right in front of me. His penis was dark red and looked like it was about to burst. I gulped at the lewd sight and couldn't help but stare. Naran:  "Naala, shall we feel good together...?" Naala: "Together…?" Naran's hips swayed, and I realized what he was trying to say. After I hesitated in embarrassment, I took the plunge and pressed my lips to his manhood. The moment I touched the tip, the hard, taut rod jumped. Naran: "Ah… it feels so good…” I was happy to hear how he felt. I wanted him to feel even better, so I took him in with my whole mouth. Naala: “Mm… ha… ngh…” However, I felt embarrassed in this position and I wasn’t very good at it. As if sensing this, Naran moaned. Naran: "It's okay. It's dark and you can't see, so there’s no need to be embarrassed." It's true that the night was now shrouded in darkness, but the moonlight was brighter than usual and the wax light was flickering. I was so worried that I couldn't move, but suddenly my bud was sucked strongly. Naala: “Hiya!? Ah! Naran: "Sorry, sorry, I can't see very well, so my bad." Naala: "I know you can see just fine… Ah!" After this was repeated several times, my cries of protest turned into cries of disapproval. As if being guided by Naran, who was leaning forward a little, I timidly took him into my mouth. Naala: “Mmm… ah… ha” Cleaning it with the inside of my cheek and working it up and down while sliding the mucous membrane. I licked away the bitter taste I occasionally felt and traced the protruding veins with the tip of my tongue. Naran: “I’m going to touch you inside…” Maybe it was on purpose or maybe he’s just being shy. But the fact that he kept asking for my approval made me feel even more embarrassed. I couldn't help but be conscious of the places he said he would touch. When Naran's finger parted my opening and slowly entered me, the honey that was inside me came spilling out. Naala: “Ah, hah…!” Naran: “It’s overflowing…” While rubbing the inside with his fingers, he sucks out the bud. Naala: “M-mm… mm!!” As I was chasing only my own pleasure, the thing in my mouth moved as if protesting. Even though I know I shouldn't, my mouth almost stops moving. Still, I managed not to let go and continued to move my jaw up and down. Naran: "Y-you're pretty good at it... so good... I just might..." Naala: "Hmm, hmm! Ah, too...hi…”  The heat gradually built up in my lower back, and I couldn't stand it anymore. When I turned around with teary eyes, Naran, who had swallowed his saliva, spoke up in a desperate voice. Naran: "I'm almost at my limit... Come here..." I sat up and touched his outstretched arm. He took my hand and we laid down, hugging each other again. ~Picture~ Naran: "...Can I put it in?" Naala: “Geez, are you really gonna keep asking me?” I can't help but think it's pretty mean of him to come this far and still have to ask for permission. As I responded with a sulky voice filled with shame, his lips came down next to my ear... and a voice husky with lust blew into my mouth. Naran: "If I don't do this, I'm afraid I might mess up. I'm worried that I'll destroy you with all the feelings I've built up..." Naala: "...I don't mind making a mess, so please give yourself to me quickly. I've always wanted to become one with you as well..." Naran: "You’re horrible. I tried so hard to suppress it..." I thought the hard tip pushed my entrance wider, but in the next moment, I was pushed forward with my hips. My whole body went limp as I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. Naala: "Ah!? Aaah...!" Naran: "I-I won't be able to hold back anymore..." The area, which Naran’s tongue and fingers had teased, easily swallowed his taut shaft. When I wrapped it all the way to the root, I was filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction. –I have finally become one with Naran, the person I longed for so much. Tears of joy roll down my temples. Naran: "! Sorry. I guess it must have hurt..." Naala: "N-no, that's not it… I was just so happy when I thought about finally becoming one with the person I love..." Naran: “!” Perhaps in response to my words, the heat inside me swelled even more. Feeling a man's desire for the first time in seven years feels just as strong, and it makes me feel a little uncomfortable. I shake gently as if to release my twitching cavity. Naran: "So tight..., haa, haa, are you, alright...?" Naala: "N-n-uh... I-I’m fine, so... move more... ah-n-more... let me feel you." Naran: "T-that's really cruel... If you provoke me like that, I might... lose control..." Naala: "I wasn’t trying to provoke you… hey!" I was thrust into the deep end, and my vision flickered for a moment. My cervix twitched from the excessive stimulation and stuck to the glans as if trying to swallow the heat. When a hard part is squeezed around it, it spits out honey as if its cavity has been broken. Naala: "Ah! Aah! Nah!" Burnt with desire, my hips sway on their own. My legs wrapped around Naran's waist as I unconsciously tightened my insides. I pulled him closer to me as if begging him to go deeper. Naran: "Ah... your insides are so tight... Does it feel good for you too...?" Naala: "Ah! Ah, yes... it feels good...! It feels incredible, Naran...!" Naran: "D-dammit...!" Suddenly, Naran stops moving. I was about to move out of frustration, but Naran's hand grabbed my waist and stopped me. Naala: "N-no, why...!" Naran: "Fu-, haa, haa, haa...sorry... it just feels so good that I almost came..." Still inside me, I felt him trembling and convulsing. Apparently, he held back from climaxing. However, despite stopping halfway, it did not wither, rather it seemed to grow as if to show dissatisfaction. Naala: "Geez… y-you could have let it all out..." Naran: “But that would’ve been a waste… I just want to enjoy this a little longer…” I was rocked gently again. Because the movement had slowed down, the lewd wet sounds could be heard even louder. Naran: "Haa, our fluids are getting mixed together... it's all messy..." As if to prove his words, my insides were kneaded and torn. Every time Naran moved, a mixture of nectar and semen spilled out of the opening of my cavity, making lewd, squishing noises. Naala: "Ah, ah, mm… my insides… are completely filled with you." Naran: "Y-you dummy… please don't say such cute things… if you keep this up ...haa… I won’t be able to hold...!" "If you tighten it this much... I can’t.." When he said that, I became conscious of the opposite, and my insides wriggled as if they were being constricted. Immediately, his heat swells. His shaft stretched to its limits, rubbed my vagina roughly, making my hairs stand on its end, and it feels incredibly good. Naala: "Ah, ah...! Naran... Naran!" I was so in love with the way it was spasming as if it might burst that I held on tight, tensing my lower abdomen. As the pressure inside her became even stronger, Nalan bucked his hips against hers, letting out a lustful moan. Naran: "Uh... Naala... I love you, Naala...!" Naala: "Hi! Anh, ah...!" Naran: "Fuck, ah... I’m... cumming...!" As he dug deeply, a sharp light flickered in the back of my mind. My inner thighs twitched as I felt myself being pushed to orgasm, and at the same time, Naran's body released its desire. The depths of her stomach rippled with pleasure, and I moved, trying to swallow more semen deeper. Naran: "Haa... haa, haa, haaaa..." "...Amazing, so much came out. If this keeps up, I think we might have a child soon..." He whispered while still inside me, making my insides tremble again. Naran sighed in satisfaction and rocked his hips a few times. Naala: “Ah, haa… no, d-don’t… I-I just came.” Naran: "I know… you’ve been convulsing a lot..." Naala: "N-n... Stop teasing me." Naran: “Well, I’m just so happy… It’s like I’m still dreaming, doing this with you…” Naala: "Hehe... did you feel so good that you thought it was a dream?" Naran: "Yeah… I can probably do it three more times tonight." Naala:  "What!? Three times!?" No matter how excited I am that we are finally together, I can't do it three more times. It's been a long time since I've done this, so I've used up all my mental strength. As I questioned him with my eyes, Naran whispered to me with a big smile on his face. Naran: "Well, you know, we're still young." Naala: “T-that’s not a reason… ah!?” While I was still protesting, the thing inside grew larger again, causing my words to jump around. Even though he had just finished, it felt like he was getting harder than before. Naala: "D-don’t tell me... are you serious?" Naran: "Yeah.....I'm super serious." Naala: “Nnn… mmm… wait!” Naran: “...Not happening, I’ve been waiting for seven years, so I can’t wait any longer.” “So… desire me, Naala. Say you love me.” Naala: “...Geez.” We intertwined our fingers to melt the rising heat. I feel like I can't breathe as my feelings grow. Naran: "Please…" I would probably have told him even if he had not asked for it. Naala: “...I love you, Nalan.” Feeling the heat seeping into my body, I picture the future in my head. Naran and I will have a child that will carry on our will, and that child will also weave love, and become someone’s hope… that kind of future. …And this is a love that will undoubtedly continue on to children across time, just like the great river that flows through our continent. ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana : Naran's scene Melting Words 2. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Naran ⇀ 落ける言葉2 Finally the morning came, after a mostly sleepless night. I squint my puffy eyes in the dazzling morning sun. Naala: (No one likes being compared to someone else…) Regret has been swirling around in my head since last night. The more I tried to sleep, the more I saw Naran’s sad face, keeping me awake. Naala: (I have to apologize to Naran…) But apologies need reason and explanations. And then I’d have to explain the emotions contained in those words. For Naran, My feelings must be nothing more than a burden… Naala: (Even so, I still have to apologize to him…) I was completely unprepared, but I stepped out with renewed determination. ~Next Scene~ Naala: (He’s usually training in the garden around this time…) Naran trains his sword skills early in the morning every day before going to the military. Taking a guess and peeking out there, as expected, I found him out there swinging his sword. I follow the beads of sweat running over his supple muscles with my eyes and fall in love with him for a brief moment. Naala: (...! Ah, now is not the time for this…) I scold myself and walk up to him. Nalan turned around when he noticed my footsteps and I almost stopped breathing as soon as our eyes met. Trying to look calm, I consciously relax my tense facial muscles. Naala: “Good morning, Naran.” Naran: “Good morning.” Apparently he’s not angry anymore. Seeing his soft smile, I was about to apologize, when… Naran: “Ah… I’m sorry about yesterday. Leaving so suddenly and all.” Naala: “Ah, no, I’m the one…” He turned the tables on me with his apology, causing the words I was about to say to get stuck in my throat. With his words having murdered my momentum, and as I tried to speak up, he turned around as if busy. Naran: “Sorry, I’ve got an early start this morning. I’m probably going to finish late tonight, so you should go on to sleep.” The topic was blatantly dropped and I was stunned to see Naran’s back as he ran off. It’s as if he doesn’t want me to touch him. Naala: (Do you not even want to talk to me anymore…?) Once again, regret weighs heavy on my head and heart. Ah… I could just fall to the ground and cry. Naala: (This is not the time to be wishy-washy.) Even if it's a sham, we are a married couple, so we can’t be so awkward around each other. I slapped my cheek with my palm to rouse my body and soul, which was about to sink into the ground. ~Next scene~ Naala: “Naran, you idiot” We didn’t talk to each other for such a long time that, instead of an apology, a curse came out of my mouth. Even days later, Naran was still quite busy. When I tried to chase him down and talk to him, he ran away from me for a variety of reasons. Naala: (It’s true that he is busy, but…) (You could at least let me give you my excuse…) I don’t know what to do, and the time just goes on and on. Having dinner alone feels so bland that I start to eat less and less. Naala: “But I can’t just leave it…” Considering my physical condition, I couldn’t leave it behind, so I ate it to wash it down with the wine that was on the table. As I kept repeating this, my vision gradually became blurry…. Naala: (Despite my confidence in my drinking capacity…) Maybe it’s because I didn’t get enough sleep, and drank without eating much. My vision wavered, and my hand shook as I held the cup. Naala: (...Tonight, I wouldn’t mind too much if I drank…) While I hesitate to indulge myself in alcohol, there’s also a part of me that thinks that escaping to alcohol once in a while isn’t so bad. After finishing my meal, I continued to gulp down a cup of wine one after another. Naala: “It’s like I’m lovesick…” I was in fact suffering from distorted emotions. What unites us as a couple for the sake of our dreams is not romantic love, but a sense of duty. At least, that’s how Naran feels about me. Perhaps the most important thing for Naran now is to live a life that’s worthy of his brother. So hugs but… no kisses. And yet I have fallen in love with my husband. Naala: “How fruitless…” I’m stuck on the concept. Putting it into words made me feel worse, so I emptied the contents of my cup. Naala: (Uhh… the world is spinning…) I shook my head to wake myself up, which made me feel even more woozy. Unable to endure it, I plopped down on the desk and felt nauseous. Naala: (This is really bad. …I should cool my head…) I stumbled when I got up to open the window to sober myself up. As soon as I put my hand on the desk it tilted awkwardly, unable to bear the one-sided load. Before I knew it, I was tumbling with the plate and liquor on top of the desk. Naran: “Naala?!” Immediately after the loud noise, the door opened and Naran jumped in. He always calls my name before entering the room, but tonight he seemed to be more flustered than usual. Naran: “This is…” Blindside by the disaster on the floor, he wondered just what was going on. When his eyes met mine as I sat up, his eyebrows lowered in a puzzled manner. Naala: “Ah, Naran, come in.” Naran: “Are you… quite drunk?” Naala: “Ahh, should I not be?” Naran: “I didn’t say that, but…” Naala: “Hehe, sorry ‘bout that. I put my hand down, and then I fell down…” As I staggered, trying to clean up the broken plate, Naran rushed over to me. Naran: “It’s fine, I got it.” Naala: “I can do it myself.” Naran: “No, you’re just going to injure yourself picking up shards in your current condition. I’ll clean up, so you sit down.” Naala: “...I’m sorry.” Naran: “I’d much rather hear “thank you” here.” Naran’s hands wrapped around my shoulders as he picked me up. With dazed steps, I stood up and was led to a nearby chair, where I collapsed into a sitting position. Naran: “Could you have a seat and wait a bit?” Naala: “Mmm…” I nodded, and the tip of my nose came into contact with his black hair. Naran is just that close. He’s peering at me out of concern. Naala: (Naran won’t run away from me…) I was both so happy and so sad that I found tears forming in my eyes. With my moist eyes, I stare into his brown eyes, as if pleading. Naala: “I’m sorry about the other day… It’s not what you think.” Naran: “...” Naala: “I want you to know that at least. I hate not being able to talk to you.” Naran: “...I’m sorry too. I really have been busy, but I guess I made you feel lonely.” A kiss fell on my fingertips and I felt my body temperature rise with the heat. Softly touching the inside of his lips, I feel numb all over, as if the alcohol has made my senses go haywire. Naran: “Be a good girl.” Naala: “Hmm, you’re treating me like a kid.” Naran: “Drunks are the same as children.” Laughing as he spoke, Naran went back to cleaning up the broken plate. I look vaguely at Naran’s back, listening to the sound of debris being cleared away. Naala: (Being such a bother to Naran… What am I doing?) Beginning to feel apologetic for sitting still, I found that I could no longer sit still. Driven by the feeling that I have to clean up after myself, I get up with vigor. Naala: “I really should…” The words “clean up” didn’t come out. My head was heavier than I thought, and I couldn’t hang in there. Naran: “...Naala!!” “Why did you get up, all of a sudden…? Do you feel sick?” Naala: “Now, I just… I’m not drunk. That’s why I can take care of myself.” Naran: “Ah… Yeah, all drunks say that.” Naala: “I’m not drunk…” Naran: “Yeah yeah. But I’m glad you didn’t get hurt. My wife unexpectedly can’t hold her liquor.” Naala: “...No way! I don’t have a drinking problem…!” Naran: “Haha, okay, okay.” He laughed at me. I cry, feeling ashamed at the thought that Naran might have been taken aback by my disgraceful behavior. Naala: (No… If I’m drunk and crying, I’ll be even more annoying…) My own hand, which I move, feels fuzzy, as if it’s swollen up. So when I rubbed my wet eyes, my face was kind of sticky… Naala: “? I wonder what this is…” Naran: “Ah, that’s the alcohol from when you first fell.” Touching it again, my body felt wet all over. If this is all alcohol, then yeah, it must be quite a lot. Naala: “Sticky…” I feel like the alcohol smell coming off my clothes is going to get me even more drunk. I can’t stand being so unsightly like this. Thinking with my sluggish head, I felt the urgency to get undressed as soon as possible. Naran: “Wa… wait, wait! You can’t get undressed here.” I was about to take off my upper garment when he grabbed my wrist vigorously. I think in a wobbly, hazy, spinning world. Why is Naran so impatient here…? Naala: “? Why?” Naran: “Because…” “Ah, well… I mean, you can’t. If you want to take your clothes off, let me go out into the corridor…” Naala: “!” And then he’ll leave me again. Do I have to spend another night shivering with loneliness? Naala: “No! You can’t go!” Naran: “...!” Clinging to him reflexively, I buried my face in Naran’s chest. I didn’t want to bother him, but the power of alcohol has made me quite selfish. Naala: “Don’t go…” Naran: “...” Naala: (Ah, Naran’s scent, it’s been so long…) As I rubbed my cheeks against the comfort, I felt my sticky clothes heavy on me again. Come to think of it, I’m still drenched in alcohol. Naala: “Disgusting…” Naran: “?! Wait a minute!” He muttered against my sticky body, but Naran seemed to think that I was going to throw up. He looked cute and funny, so flustered, so I held onto him even tighter. Naala: “Hehe…” I don’t want to bother him. Then again, I do. I have to let go of him. Then again, I don’t want to. Conflicting feelings go round and round in a distorted world. Naran: “Could you let me go for a minute? If you’re not feeling well, I’ll go get some water…” Naala: “No.” I let out a deep breath as I hugged him tightly. I was preparing myself for Naran to toss me aside in disgust, but instead, I felt his hand caressing my back. Naran: “Okay. I’ll go with you, so let’s go to the bathroom. You’ll catch a cold if you don’t change clothes.” He holds me up before I can react to his words. My swaying vision only seemed to accelerate my intoxication even more, so I closed my eyes tightly. Naran: “Don’t worry, I won’t drop you. Well, you might not find me to be as dependable as my brother was…” Before I can say that’s not the case, my body sways, and I reflexively close my mouth. ~Next Scene~ Naran: “Whew, we’re here.” I’m gently lowered into the washroom and lift my heavy eyelids. I tried to stand up on my own, but I couldn’t get any strength in my legs at all. Naran: “Are you okay?” Naala: “Ugh…” It seems that I’m not alright. I feel more drunk than when I was in the room, perhaps because of all the shaking when he carried me. Looking through my hazy view, I managed to figure out that this was the bathroom. Naala: (Why am I in the bathtub…?) (Oh yeah, in order to change clothes and wash my sticky body…) (So, I gotta get undressed…) As I go to remove my clothes, I hear a panicked voice next to me. Naran: “I’ll be waiting outside. Call me if you need anything.” Naala: (He’s… leaving…?) Instantly, I felt a fierce loneliness and I clung to his legs as he tried to leave. I shook my head in defiance, like a small child, and the world turned even more. Naala: “No.” Naran: “B… But…” Naala: “...No.” I glared at him with my eyes. Naran opened and closed his mouth several times in annoyance, then let out a long sigh. Nara: “Haah… okay fine, you win.” “I’ll turn around, so once you’ve washed up and changed clothes, let me know.” It’s too much trouble to even open my mouth anymore, so I bend my neck forward to convey my consent. Naala: “Umm…” Steam rises, and I can’t tell the front from the back. I feel like even the world has turned upside-down. Naala: (For now, I need to take a hot bath…) I splash the hot water from the bathtub on my face. My thoughts get clearer, perhaps because of the heat, or because of the steam. Next, I filled the tub with hot water, but it felt heavier than usual and I dropped it. My chest hurts. I was out of breath. When I was dazed for a while, I heard a worried voice from behind me. Naran: “Naala?” Naala: “Mmm…? Ah, come to think of it…” Naran: “I can’t imagine that you’d forgotten that I’m still here, right?” Naala: “Hehe, I just remembered.” Naran: “Really, what a terrible wife. Here I am…” The last part was too quiet to hear. His sulking voice seemed lovely, and I hugged him curled up back. Naala: “Hehe, are you sulking, Naran?” Naran: “...?! Are… are you naked right now?!” Naala: “Ah, oh, yeah.” Naran: “Oh yeah?!” Feeling Naran’s warmth made me feel better, as if my body was floating in a fluffy cloud. I close my eyes, entranced by the happiness of being surrounded by the smell of the one I love. Naala: “Mmm…” Naran: “! Are you sleeping?” Naala: “I am not… am not…” I want to be surrounded by Naran’s smell and touch forever. I closed my eyes in a happy mood, and a sudden feeling of drowsiness came over me. Naran: "Ha, I guess it can’t be helped… I'll help you wash up, but if you don't like it, let me know." Naala: “There’s no way I’d hate it…” Naran: “...” "Okay... then, let's get started." He touched me with a sense of trepidation. Perhaps he was nervous, but his hands on my shoulders didn't move for a while. Naran: “...” Naala: “Naran?” Naran: “Ah, carefully, carefully…” Just when I thought I heard him recite some sort of spell, a bold movement suddenly caressed my skin, catching me off guard. As my chest was panting at the mercy of his strong yet gentle movements, his hand moved into my armpit. My skin trembles at the feel of his fingertips running down my sides. Naala: “Mmm…” Naran: "Oh, sorry. I'm trying not to look at you too much, so I guess I touched somewhere strange." Naala: "No, it’s... It felt good..." Naran: “......” Naran's hand felt bigger than I had realized when I had my eyes closed. Naala: "Your hands… are so big. Like a man's..." Naran: "That's because they are." Naala: “Oh, yeah. I know. I realized it some time ago.'' Naran: "…Is that so.” Naala: “Yeah.” Even though I had an answer, I didn't think deeply about the content. As I was laughing and feeling happy, Naran’s soap-covered hands slid down my back. His scrubbing was a little too hard, and a strange sensation arose. Naala: “...Ah… mm…” Naran: “…I finished washing your back.” Naala: "Thank you…" Naran: “Well, I want to wash the front too… is that okay?” Naala: “Yes…” He gently pulled me towards him and I rested my weight on Naran's chest. Naala: (It feels like Naran is hugging me) (...Mm?) As I closed my eyes in comfort, I felt a hard presence against my back. Naala: (This is…) I tried to think of what it could possibly be. When I realized its true identity, I felt my lower abdomen tightened. –A man's desire that has entered my body many times. The part of me that felt this twitched. Naala: (I wonder if it’s because of me that it became like this) I'd be happy if that's the case. When I reached out my hand on the impulse of pleasure, my shoulder was grabbed painfully and he pulled me away from my body. Naran: “Wha-what are you doing?” Naala: "What… I’m touching you?" Naran: "That's...umm, that's not good..." Naran rejected me. If your mind can't think of much, that fact alone will make you feel bad. As I looked down in sadness, a panicked voice followed. Naran: “Ah, you see, men have a lot of trouble..." Naala: "Is it really that big of a deal? I thought Naran was excited too, so I was happy..." Naran: “Does that mean… that you are excited too...?" The world is still spinning round and round. Maybe I'm in a dream. A happy dream to be honest. When I thought about that, it became easier to speak up. Naala: "Yeah. When I thought that you, the person I love, was excited because of me, I got even more excited..." “But it seems I was mistaken.” Naran: "...You’re not. All I can think about right now is you." Naala: “Really?” Naran: “Yeah…” Naala: "I'm so happy... Please Naran, look at me more, touch me more..." I want to touch Naran. I want to kiss him. Driven by my desire, I search for his lips with misty eyes. Naala: "Hehe, I found it..." I run my palm over his face and confirm what I'm looking for. When I felt the soft touch on my fingertips, I felt myself take a breath. I approached him as if being drawn in by him, just before touching his lips– Naran: "Ah, we shouldn’t..." When he looked away, my elated mood sank. Naala: “Naran… do you hate me? Naran: "...Because you're my big brother's precious person. Right now, I don't have the right to touch you yet." Narang still sees me as his brother's wife. Tears formed in the corner of my eyes as I was reminded once again. Naala: "I knew it, I guess you only married me out of a sense of duty..." Naran: "That's not true!" His sudden booming voice made me flinch. Naran pressed his forehead against my shoulder, and after a pause, he let out a groan. Naran: "B-but... it's no good. If we did it now, I... I don't know what I might do…” Naala: “What you might do? Naran: "Well…" Naala: “So, it’s fine as long as I don’t touch your lips…?” I touched his bare arm, and this time he didn't refuse. It makes me happy and I continue to enjoy the feel of it on his skin. Naala: “You’ve gotten wet too...” My palm, wet with hot water, moistens Naran's dry skin. Naran: “You shouldn’t, Naala...” Naala: “Naran, you keep telling me to stop.” "But I want to touch you..." Naran: “...” His silence was a sign of approval. And I gratefully accept it. But when I put my palm on his chest, he pushed me back, albeit modestly. He keeps turning me down and it's frustrating. Naala: “Hmpf…” I don't know what I should do to touch Naran's bare skin more. As I was observing him casually, I noticed what I had felt in my buttocks earlier - the ecstasy that had increased in mass and was pushing up against the fabric. Naala: (Looks painful...) Naran: “!? Hold on...! ” Without much thought, I reach for it on impulse. When I pulled down Naran's underwear, his penis jumped out with force. Naala: "So big..." Naran: “Ngh” When I stared at it, the tip bounced as if it could no longer bear my gaze. Naran: “Please wait...!" Naala: “Not happening.” ~Picture~ As I placed my hand on it, I could faintly hear him swallowing his saliva above me. The sound encouraged me and I put my lips to his tip. I kissed him, first lightly, then with more vigor. Naran: "Naala... don’t..." The voice that leaked out was weaker than when he first refused me. Gaining momentum, I included the tip again and this time I pushed my tongue against it. As I continued to mindlessly lick it, a bitter taste spread on my tongue. Naala: “Mm… ha…” As I searched for the source, I found a spot where it was oozing out. I licked it off and inserted the tip of my tongue into the pour. Naran: "Aka...! Haa... ugh!" I didn't feel any resistance anymore. I felt my body temperature rise as I thought that Naran had completely accepted this act. I'm so happy that I move my tongue like crazy. Naran: “Ha… Naala.” Naala: "...Say my name more." I like it when Naran calls me by name. Perhaps because he used to be called his sister-in-law, when he calls me by my name, I could strongly feel the change in our relationship. Naala: "Please, keep calling my name..." Naran: “Naala…” ~End Picture~ As he called my name, he picked me up and hugged me tightly. As I approached him in a dream-like state, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Naala: “Naran…” I love Naran. I don’t care what others say. Surrounded by that scent, I was intoxicated with supreme happiness. Naala: “I want to feel you more.” I wanted to feel Naran's bare skin, so I put my hand under his clothes and touched him. Then in turn I took his jacket from him. He held me close again, and our bare skin rubbed against each other. Naran: “Naala…” Naala: "Naran's skin feels good. Does it feel good for you too...?" Naran: “Yeah… it feels really good.” Naala: “Thank goodness…” I was so happy that I pressed my body against him, and the thing between us became even more assertive. Naala: (Now that I think about it, I had stopped halfway through.) His cock was erect as if begging for it to be released as soon as possible. So I bent over and took it into my palm again. ~Picture~ Naala: “Mm…” Wrap your lips and tongue around it, being careful not to stick your teeth out. When I gently moved it up and down, a deep, long sigh escaped from Naran's mouth. Naran: "H-haa...ku...haa, haa..." Naran's heavy breathing and the sound of wet sucking and slurping noises echo through the bathroom. Hearing, taste, touch... I felt desire in all of them, and my body gradually started to heat up. Naala: “M-mm… ha” I felt a pain between my upper legs and started to twist my legs together. As they moved, my secret parts rubbed together and slipped smoothly, creating new stimulation. It's so wet that I could tell without even touching it. Naran slipped his hand onto my buttocks, which were swaying lewdly, and let out a small groan. Naran: "It's not fair if I’m the only one feeling good..." ~End Picture~ Naala: “?...Kyaa!?” Naran picked me up and my body was floating through the air and then laid down on the floor. Before I could struggle, my lower limbs were split apart, and my private parts, exposed to the air, twitched. Naran's throat rumbles, and his admiring voice leaks out. Naran: “…Beautiful” Naala: “Ah” With words of praise, I fall into the illusion that my deepest secrets have been revealed. As I endured his gaze, Naran's hard shaft was pressed against my trembling bud. Naran: "...Tell me if it hurts." Naala: “Uh? Ah…!” ~Picture~ My engorged labia wrapped around Naran's. When we moved in close contact with each other without any gaps, our sensitive areas were squeezed and rubbed, creating unbearable stimulation. Naran: "When I am doing this, it feels like I am inside you..." Naala: "Nn-ku... ah...!" As he said, I feel like my insides are being rubbed even though he’s not even inside me. As Naran's movements became faster, my pleasure deepened, and the back of my eyes flickered. The sound of honey being kneaded and kneading licks me from the depths of my ears. Naala: “Ah, mm, aaah…!” Naran: "Aaah... it's like a dream. To see you so disheveled in my arms..." Naala: "Nah… no, I… I’m becoming weird...!" Naran: "It's okay... g-get even weirder... I've always wanted to hear that voice..." "Ever since I heard your voice in your big brother's arms… I can't remember how many times I've imagined it..." "How many times have I tainted you in my head?" Naala: "Hi, ah, hi... hmmm, ah...!" The constant stimulation makes the surrounding scenery and even the view in front of me blurry. Wanting to confirm its existence, I put pressure on my thighs, and the thing I felt against my bud twitched as if it would burst. Naran: "Huh! H-ha… hmm… sorry, but… I’m about to..." Naala: "Ah!? Ah, nah...!" My bud was rubbed with something that was stretched to the limit as if it was about to burst. As an extremely strong pleasure ran down my spine, honey overflowed from the depths of my cavity. Naala: "Yay... ah, aaaaaaaa!!!" Naran: “...!” My head goes blank and I can't help but feel refreshed. I was sweating so much that I thought all the sweat glands in my body were open, and my strong inner thighs were twitching. Naran: “Ha… ha, ha, ha…” Hot droplets sprinkled on the lower abdomen. I guided my fingers through it and smiled in relief. It makes me happy to feel that what was poured into me expressed his feelings for me. Naran: “Naala…” Naala: (Naran... I love you...) That's what I thought, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud. I was too exhausted to open my mouth or move my eyelids. ~End Picture~ Naran: "Eh... Naala? Naala!?" I could hear Naran's panicked voice, but I couldn't open my eyes as I felt my consciousness fading. His voice calling me became a lullaby, and I fell into a deep sleep … ~Next Scene~ I wake up to the brightness of the morning sun. I couldn't stay asleep and when I got up, my head was throbbing. Naala: “Hm…?” I feel really unwell this morning. Thinking this, I press my temple and stand up. Naala: “...Huh?” As I was getting ready for the day, I noticed something strange. I had no recollection of putting on this nightgown myself. Naala: "How did…?" I tilted my head and slowly pulled together the threads of my memory… I vividly remembered yesterday's obscene behavior. Last night, I was in the bathroom with Naran… Naala: “~~~!” (What should I do? How on earth am I going to face him...) "Okay, okay, let's calm down. First, let's eat breakfast together… and then..." I'm spinning around the room like I've been chased by a dog. After a few laps, I stepped on the ground and screamed. Naala: "Oh my gosh! I'm such an idiot! Why am I like this..." The power of alcohol is terrifying. This is exactly what it means to drink but not be drunk. Naala: “Naran must obviously have been shocked...” Little did I know that in the morning my worries would be in vain. ~END~

A letter written to Chizuru after the end of the main game. Enjoy his heartfelt letter filled with his inner thoughts and words of affection! Translated Video To Chizuru.  Sorry for surprising you with this sudden letter. Since you're always by my side, it would be quicker if I talked to you... But there are some things a man just can't say face to face. So, I've decided to write down what I'm thinking deep down inside, so I hope you'll read it. The first time we met was when the Shinsengumi was still residing at the Yagi residence. I can say this now, but at first, I didn't realize you were a girl. At that time, the Fury guys had run away, and you happened to have run into them… A lot of things were happening one after another, and it was difficult to trust anyone other than your comrades. And you came to the Shinsengumi at such a difficult time. But you never complained about the Shinsengumi and instead stayed to look for your father. And you didn't just hang around; you cleaned, did the laundry, and cooked the most delicious meals, so you were a real big help. Before I knew it, I'd started to think it was normal for you to be at the barracks. I adored you like a little sister, knowing that you would work so hard, and wanted to bring you back to Edo someday. Until the Battle of Toba-Fushimi began. After narrowly escaping death in that battle, I no longer even knew what I was fighting for... I had become so desperate that I didn't know whether I was a human or a Fury. You always stayed by my side and supported me, even though I was like that. And you followed me when I left the Shinsengumi. At some point, you went from being like a little sister to... Someone incredibly important to me... a girl, no, a woman I needed to protect. It was after that when things really became hopeless for me. At the mercy of Fury's power, I gave up all meaning to fight and all meaning to live and turned my back on the world. But you were the one who didn't abandon me and stayed by my side the entire time. ...Thank you so much. It was because you were there that I decided to pick up my sword again. Not because I was a Fury or a human or anything like that, but because I’m just me... It was because you saw me as simply Shinpachi Nagakura that I was able to move forward again. It was at that moment that I realized... that you are irreplaceable to me. So I swear. I will protect you with my life. To cherish you. And one more thing... I will risk my life to love you as my wife! From now on, please stay by my side as my... Shinpachi Nagakura's wife. Chizuru. I've always loved you, and I always will! Let's live happily together forever! ~END~

A letter written to Chizuru after the end of the main game. Enjoy his heartfelt letter filled with his inner thoughts and words of affection! Translated Video Dear Chizuru.  Since you're always by my side, it feels a little strange to write to you. But, I thought I'd take this opportunity to write you a letter and tell you how I feel. So, please bear with me for a while. The first time I met you was when you were looking for your father at Teradaya in Fushimi. I was surprised to see a cute girl in a man's guise, so I couldn't help but call out to you. You seemed interesting, so I told you my real name. And that's when our relationship began. After that, you met me at the request of the Shinsengumi to try to get some information. I knew that, but... while meeting you, I tried to find out more about the Shinsengumi. You were really serious about it. It was cute how hard you tried to get info out of me. Watching and interacting with you was so much fun... Before I knew it, I was looking forward to seeing you when I went to Kyoto. And that's when the Teradaya incident happened. Thanks to you rescuing me from Teradaya, I was able to take refuge in the Satsuma clan's residence. I thought you were a pretty brave woman to jump in with all those shogunate officials standing there. So... this incident was the turning point when you became the one who saved my life. Also, I realized that you were genuinely worried about me. You were the first woman outside of my family to feel that way about me. I remember feeling overjoyed. I wanted to save you from the Shinsengumi next, but… that didn't work out so well. Since you were Kodo's daughter, I couldn't do anything bold. And then that incident happened. I was attacked at Omiya and slashed… and became a Fury. After becoming a Fury, I found out what Kodo and the Tosa clan were doing in the shadows, and decided to put a stop to it. You should have left the Fury thing to me and the Shinsengumi guys...  But you jumped into the fight yourself and tried to stop it with me.  You're really incredible, you know that? I think you're the best woman in Japan, no, the world. ...I've made a decision too. When this is all over, I'm going to take good care of you for the rest of my life. Right now, I'm officially dead, so I can't just go out in public. But in return, I can go anywhere in the world I want. I'm going to take you with me into this wide world, so prepare yourself. And please stay by my side laughing forever. Ah... And one day I'll take you to Tosa. I want you to know my hometown, the place that holds so many fond memories for me. That's what I want to tell you. Thank you for reading all the way to the end. And I'll just say one more thing. Chizuru... these feelings will last forever. I'll love you for eternity. ~END~

A letter written to Chizuru after the end of the main game. Enjoy his heartfelt letter filled with his inner thoughts and words of affection! Translated Video To my dear Chizuru. I wonder if I surprised you by sending you a letter again even though we are always nearby. It was a long time ago, but when we were apart in Edo and Kyoto, we exchanged letters many times. I would like to write down my thoughts now, remembering those times. Do you remember when we met again in Kyoto? I was astonished when I met you in Kyoto, as I had always thought you were in Edo. I was a little disappointed that you didn't recognize me… But I recognized you the moment I laid eyes on you. You had grown into an even more wonderful woman than I had expected, and I was filled with surprise and joy. ...Oh, did it not seem that way to you? Well, I was too embarrassed to show it, so I held it in. But deep down, I was really happy. It was from then on that I started to look forward to going to Kyoto on business for the Shogunate. Of course, one of the reasons was that I would get to meet Toshi and the other members of the Shinsengumi. But above all else, I was really looking forward to seeing you again. Back then... I was a little jealous of the Shinsengumi. Because they got to be with you all the time, enjoy your home-cooked meals… And protect you if ever something were to happen. It was during this time that the Battle of Toba-Fushimi and my feud with Takeda took place. Due to my injuries, I was no longer able to fight, but by gaining the power of a demon, I was able to wield my sword once again. But the price I paid was... I could no longer wield my sword for the benefit of others. ...I need to talk about this properly, so I will. I don't regret obtaining the powers of a demon. After all, now I'm able to protect you with these very hands. Even if I become a demon, I have the strength to wield my sword. These are my true feelings. I am truly happy. In the midst of all this... there was something I, as a shogunate retainer, had to witness. Yes, the future of the Tokugawa shogunate. In keeping with my selfish desires, I went from Edo to Hakone, Yokohama... and then to Hakodate. Thank you so much for always being by my side. I can't express how much of a help it was having you by my side, since I can't fight with others. You threw your body into the fray to save me. I've decided to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to protect you and stay by your side for the rest of my life. I'll always love you, Chizuru. ~END~

A story from before the events of Kyoto Winds. After having visited Hijikata, Sannan spots a suspicious-looking Ibuki and decides to follow him to see what he's up to. Translated Video It had already been about four months since we left Edo and began our activities as the Roshigumi in Kyoto… Keisuke Sannan: "... I'm sorry to bother you this late, Hijikata. Do you have a moment?" After I called out, I heard a reply from inside. Toshizo Hijikata: "Sannan? It’s fine, come in." Responding to a voice coming from the other side of the shoji screen, I quietly opened the door. Hijikata stopped writing a document and turned to look my way. He seemed very tired, probably because he hadn't slept properly for the past few days. Normally I would tell him to get some rest, but... Keisuke Sannan: "Sorry I'm late. I've finished checking the documents you asked for." Saying this, I handed over the documents that Hijikata had been giving me. Toshizo Hijikata: "Thanks for that. So, what did you think?" Keisuke Sannan: "It should be fine this time around..." After hearing my answer, Hijikata's eyebrows quirked in relief. Toshizo Hijikata: "...I'm glad that's the case. It's a waste of time to have to redo these documents so many times." Keisuke Sannan: "People of the samurai family are very particular about appearances and formalities." "I know this is difficult, but for the sake of the future, please get used to it." Hijikata shrugged his shoulders playfully, however... Judging from his expression, he didn't seem particularly upset. He probably thinks of this as a way to give Kondo a boost, so it wouldn’t be too much of a bother. And I felt the same way. Keisuke Sannan: "I’m sure you are aware, but now is the critical moment." Using Serizawa's connections, he was able to make connections with the Aizu clan, but... Being unfamiliar with exchanging paperwork, he had more documents rejected than he could count. It must have been tough to overcome that and to be able to receive a salary from the Aizu clan. While the other party is probably keeping an eye on the current political situation in Kyoto... And thinking about how to make use of us. Suddenly, I noticed Hijikata blinking sleepily. I had finished my business, so I probably shouldn't stay too long. Keisuke Sannan: "...Well then, I will be turning in." "You should as well, Hijikata, you need to rest. You'll have a busy day again tomorrow." Toshizo Hijikata: "Please go easy on me. See you tomorrow." After our usual light-hearted exchange, I left Hijikata's room. Anyway, I have to get up early tomorrow, so I guess it's time to get some rest. Thinking that, I was about to head back to my room when… Keisuke Sannan: “...?” I stop in my tracks as I see a figure moving in the dark. Is that... Ibuki? What on earth is he doing out this late at night? At this time of day, he should have been back at the Maekawa residence by now… Keisuke Sannan: "What are you doing here, Ibuki?" Ryuunosuke Ibuki: “...!” The moment I called out to him, he looked shocked and froze. Then, after a moment of silence, he seemed to be struggling with how to respond. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "No-nothing in particular...! I was just thinking about heading back. So well, I'm off now!" With those words, he ran away from me as if he was fleeing. His behavior was rather suspicious. What on earth could he be up to? So I decided to secretly follow him. ~Next Sense~ Hiding in the shadows, I followed Ibuki... Even after leaving the gate of the Yagi residence, Ibuki didn't go back to the Maekawa residence. He just stood there, looking around restlessly. What on earth was he planning to do here? Could it be that Serizawa had told him to do something...? Just as I began to have such suspicions–  I heard the sound of footsteps approaching from a distance. Ibuki heard it as well and... Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Hey, try to keep it down. It looks like Sannan and the others are still awake." Suddenly, the people who had made the footsteps stopped in their tracks as if they were in trouble.  And then… Heisuke Toudou: "Sorry, sorry. It's been a while since I last went out drinking, so I got a bit cocky." When Ibuki heard that, his eyes widened again. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "I told you to keep it down, didn’t I?!" After saying that, he looked around again. It seemed that Nagakura and Harada had returned home with Toudou. Where on earth had they been out this late at night... There seemed to be no need to go out of my way to question them. After making sure once more that there was no sign of anyone nearby, Ibuki spoke. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...Anyway, why did I have to help you guys break curfew?" Shinpachi Nagakura: "You idiot, there's no way we could break curfew without some help." Sanosuke Harada: "That's right. Sannan in particular has an extremely keen intuition when it comes to these sorts of things..." Keisuke Sannan: "Oh, and what exactly do you mean by that?" I asked as I emerged from the shadows. Heisuke Toudou: "Ugh, Sannan...!" At that moment, everyone’s expressions became tense. Keisuke Sannan: "'That’s no way to greet somebody." "What on earth were you guys doing out this late at night?" "You all know there's a curfew, right?" Sanosuke Harada: "Well, that's, how should I put it..." Of the three, Harada is particularly bad at lying. He looks at the others, questioning how they should answer. Keisuke Sannan: "Did you go out to Shimabara?" "You must have had a great time, being able to enjoy some delicious alcohol." "However, you do know that's not why we came to negotiate with the Aizu clan, right?" Then Nagakura and the others hurriedly began to make excuses. Shinpachi Nagakura: "You’re wrong, Sannan! You misunderstand! We weren't just going out drinking...!" Heisuke Toudou: "That's right! This is all for the Roshigumi!" I knew it was just a desperate excuse, but… Keisuke Sannan: "Oh? Is that so? Please, elaborate." At this, Nagakura and Toudou visibly started to look away... Heisuke Toudou: "W- well, uhm... someone dropped their wallet, so I helped them look for it!" Sanosuke Harada: "Yeah, that's right! Also, I need to gather information in Shimabara for the Roshigumi...!" ...If they had given me a more clever excuse, I might have let it go. Keisuke Sannan: "I see, so that's what it was. I understand now." The moment they heard those words, the three of them visibly relaxed. Heisuke Toudou: "See, I knew you’d understand! I expected nothing less of you, Sannan!" Toudou spoke in a cheerful tone, as if he had been lucky enough to escape with his life. ~Picture~ Keisuke Sannan: "If what you just said is true, then there are a few things I need to confirm." Shinpachi Nagakura: “Huh…” The three of them looked awkward as they heard what I said. Keisuke Sannan: "First of all, Toudou, it's wonderful that you were kind to someone who lost their wallet." "I hope you will continue to set an example for the other corps members." "Ah yes... how about using your days off to help townspeople in need?" Heisuke Toudou: "W-wait a second! Why would I do that–" Keisuke Sannan: "Oh, don't you want to be kind to people? Or were those words just now a lie?" When I question him, Toudou is unable to argue and falls silent. Keisuke Sannan: "And Nagakura. I understand that you gathered information in Shimabara." "Can you tell me in detail what information you gathered?" I asked, looking at Nagakura through my glasses. Several beads of sweat began to form on his forehead. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Huh? Umm... I was certainly gathering information, but..." "I don't know if it would be useful to you, Sannan..." Then Harada, who had been silent up until then, suddenly blurted out as if he couldn't bear to watch any longer. Sanosuke Harada: "Heisuke, Shinpachi, maybe it's time to give up?" "No matter how hard we try, we'll never be able to fool Sannan." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "That's right. And won’t coming up with bad excuses make things only worse for you guys?" Keisuke Sannan: "...You two seem to understand the situation quite well." "Well, since you're here, let's have a nice long talk." ~End Picture~ Afterward, I took the three reluctant men into a room... I gave them a detailed lecture on the mindset of the Roshigumi. I wondered if someday they would become aware of their responsibilities as senior officers. ...For the time being, the outlook was not particularly bright. ~END~

Hakuouki Reimeiroku  was originally released in 2010 on the PlayStation 2 and the PlayStation Portable. It details the Shinsengumi’s creation prior to the events of the original Hakuouki. The story follows Ryuunosuke Ibuki, who lives in the Shinsengumi headquarters after Kamo Serizawa picks him up off the streets. Story When Ryuunosuke lost his mother as she succumbed to illness, he wandered aimlessly without living support. On the way to the capital, he was attacked and robbed, leaving him with no food or money. When all that was left was just his starvation to death, he met Serizawa Kamo and was picked up by him. Although reluctantly, Ryuunosuke ended up traveling with him and for the time being, lived at the Shinsengumi quarters. Though he held some prejudice due to his past, his encounter with the Shinsengumi brought about changes to his stubborn heart. This is a story of a nameless youth, in a time of turmoil at the end of the Edo period. (Source: Hakuoki wiki ) Translations Side Stories: - Iba's Side Story - Souma's Side Story - Sakamoto's Side Story - Kazama's Side Story - Shinpachi's Side Story - Yamazaki's Side Story - Sanan's Side Story Characters Hachiro Iba | VA. Mamoru Miyano Hachiro Iba is a member of the shogun’s guard who has known the Shinsengumi for years. He’s also inherited one of the most popular dojo in Bakumatso, Edo, through his family name. Despite his charming looks and his very gentle & refined appearance, he is one badass swordsman who’s trained together with the Shinsengumi captains. He’s also Chizuru’s childhood friend. Kazue Souma | VA. Yuki Kaji A new recruit of the Shinsengumi who was a former soldier in the shogunate army. Isami Kondou sees potential in him so he was immediately appointed as the chief’s page. Ryouma Sakamoto | VA. Daisuke Ono Originally a samurai from Tosa, Sakamoto is the ronin responsible for negotiating the alliance between the Satsuma and Choshu in an effort to overthrow the Shogunate. Sakamoto has a very progressive view of politics and he believes that the Japanese government should become more like a democracy. Chikage Kazama | VA. Kenjiro Tsuda The head of the demon clan in the west. Chikage Kazama possesses an arrogant and cruel persona and is severely prejudiced against humans. He is somehow connected with the Satsuma Domain together with his demon comrades, Amagiri and Shiranui. Shinpachi Nagakura | VA. Tsuboi Tomohiro The Captain of the Second Division and one of the most skilled warriors of the Shinsengumi. Unlike the other captains who started as a nobody before they claimed their Shinsengumi titles, Shinpachi was born into a samurai family but was never interested in a life of luxury as he wanted to earn his role as a samurai rather than reaping its benefits through his family name. He ended up in the Shiei Hall where he met the other captains and that was when Kondou took him. Suzumu Yamazaki | VA. Takayuki Suzuki Yamazaki is a member of the Watch division in the Shinsengumi. As a doctor’s son, he’s also well-versed in the field of medicine. He is very devoted to the Shinsengumi and respects Hijikata as his commanding leader. Keisuke Sanan | VA. NObuo Tobita One of the Vice Commanders of the Shinsengumi, also referred to as a Colonel in their organization. Sanan gained his position due to his intelligence in battle tactics as well as his headstrong personality which garnered him the respect of the other Shinsengumi captains. Despite his kind and gentle appearance, he posses an ominous side, especially when angered. Source

A story from before the events of Kyoto Winds. A mysterious figure has been stopped roaming around at night and has both Ryuunosuke and Yamazaki freaked out (both for VERY different reasons). Translated Video The humid rainy season had finally come to an end, and summer was drawing closer day by day. I heard that summers in Kyoto are harsher than the summers in Osaka where I grew up... To be honest, I was feeling a little melancholic. Then, one night, Ibuki and I were called to Vice-commander Hijikata's room. It was a muggy night as usual, but the atmosphere in this room was clearly different. I could guess what was on the Vice-commander’s mind… He's surely thinking only about outwitting Serizawa, the current head of the Roshigumi. As a member of the Watch, I have to help the Vice-commander as much as I can. Susumu Yamazaki: "We've been quietly investigating the movements of the newly recruited warriors," "but so far, it seems that none of them have been acting strangely." Our role as the Watch is to find out about incidents occurring within the unit and the condition of its warriors. If an enemy spy has infiltrated, we must report this to the Vice-commander as soon as possible. The Vice-commander looked lost in thought for a short while, and then… Toshizo Hijikata: "Okay, you can step back. From now on, please be sure to stay vigilant." Susumu Yamazaki: "Understood, then..." After bowing to the Vice-commander, I tried to leave the room, but… Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Ah... Please hold on  a sec." Ibuki suddenly cried out. Toshizo Hijikata: "What is it? Is there something else?" In response to the Vice-commander's question, Ibuki looks somewhat uneasy and lowers his eyes. And then… Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Well... I might just be reading too much into things." Toshizo Hijikata: "……Into what?" The Vice-commander frowned at this meaningful introduction. What on earth is this about? Eventually, Ibuki spoke, gazing at the Vice-commander. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "The new recruits were saying they saw a strange figure in the barracks yard at night." Susumu Yamazaki: “...!” The moment I heard Ibuki's words, I thought my breath would stop. Toshizo Hijikata: "What's the matter, Yamazaki? Do you know something?" Susumu Yamazaki: "N-no... It's nothing." As expected of the Vice-commander. To think that he noticed my momentary emotional turmoil. Fortunately, it seems he had no intention of pursuing this any further. He stared at me for a while, then turned his gaze back to Ibuki. Toshizo Hijikata: "...Maybe they saw one of the warriors going to the bathroom in the middle of the night." Ibuki tilts his head in dissatisfaction with the conclusion the Vice-commander has tentatively reached. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "You think so? But then it's not some ghost, who could it have been..." But it seems there isn't enough solid evidence to continue digging any further... Ibuki didn't say a word after that. The Vice-commander then looked back and forth between me and Ibuki, then… Toshizo Hijikata: "Okay then, you two can head back. Let me know if anything else happens." Susumu Yamazaki: "Understood, then... Let's go, Ibuki." I urged Ibuki to stand up and guided him out of the Vice Captain's room. Perhaps it was because he was freed from the indescribable tension that had been hanging over the Vice-commander's room... Ibuki stretched slightly. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...But still, I wonder what it really is. That shadow thing I mean." Susumu Yamazaki: "...Y- yeah." It was as if he had taken me by surprise and brought up the subject from earlier, and I was unintentionally shaken. Could it be that Ibuki had noticed something...? No, Ibuki wasn't the type to ask indirect questions like this. Susumu Yamazaki: "...As the Vice-commander said earlier, it must have seen a corps member or someone from the Yagi residence." He answered calmly, but Ibuki didn't seem convinced. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Maybe, but then wouldn't they’ve noticed each other?" Susumu Yamazaki: "It's dark outside, with only the stars to light the place. No one would’ve been able to see each other's face." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Yeah, but still..." Ibuki continues to press on, however… Susumu Yamazaki: “...Ibuki” I glared at him as I called his name, and he looked a little taken aback. Susumu Yamazaki: "Such foolish ghost stories should not be spread among the warriors." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "What do you mean, not it’s not some stupid story I-" Perhaps mistaking it for an insult, Ibuki raised his voice a little. Susumu Yamazaki: "I'm telling you to refrain from making statements that could lead to misunderstandings." "The new members of the Roshigumi are all of different social standing and backgrounds." "What good would it do for us to spread rumors that could upset those members?" I don't mean to speak so overbearingly, but... I don't want him to pry any further into the details of the figure. Ibuki seems fed up with this… Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...I get it. As long as it's not like some shady character sneaking in, I don't care." Susumu Yamazaki: "I'm sorry for speaking so rudely, but I..." Ibuki then raised one hand and ended the conversation. Then he just walked away to the entrance. It was getting late, so he probably wanted to go back to the Maekawa residence and rest. Susumu Yamazaki: "...Maybe I should have thought a bit more about my phrasing." As Ibuki's presence faded away, I couldn't help but say those words. But this is bad. I couldn't believe that a corps member had seen me. The number of corps members will likely increase in the future, so I'll have to be even more careful from now on. Thinking about this, I headed to the room assigned to the Watch. ~Next Scene~ After lighting the lantern... I removed the ceiling paneling. Then I took out a black kimono from a box hidden in the attic. When I put the kimono on, I felt an indescribable sense of elation. Susumu Yamazaki: "...When I put on this outfit, I feel more serious." I stretched my arms and legs slightly, then... I drew my sword from its sheath and took a stance. Nobody can know about this just yet... I'm sure the Vice-commander would understand. For now, I must train for the day when I will be on duty in this outfit. As I sheathed my sword as was lost in thought– I suddenly heard the sound of the sliding door opening behind me. I hastily turned around, and there was… Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Hey, Yamazaki, about earlier..." Ibuki was about to speak but froze the moment he caught sight of me. His eyes widened in shock, and he opened his mouth to shout something. –No, I won’t let you! ~Picture~ The moment I thought that, I pinned Ibuki down and blocked his mouth. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Ugh...! Let go...!" Ibuki struggles to escape from my arms, but... I skillfully fend him off and restrain his movements. Susumu Yamazaki: "I'm sorry, but I can't let you go. I don't want you to go around telling others what you saw." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: “...!?” Susumu Yamazaki: "I'll let you go if you promise not to reveal anything about what you just saw… So, how about it?" "I don't want to be rough with you since you’re a fellow member." Ibuki glared at me with a suspicious look in his eyes for a while. But then… Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "F-fine, I get it! I won't say a word to the others. Are you satisfied now?" I breathed a sigh of relief when I finally heard words of surrender. Susumu Yamazaki: "...I’ll keep you to your word." ~End Picture~ After telling him that, I released him. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...So what’s up with that strange getup?" Susumu Yamazaki: "There's nothing strange about it. I look perfectly normal for a Watch member." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "What?! What do you mean?! I thought you were dressing up for a festival or something!" Ibuki says in surprise. Susumu Yamazaki: "It’s absolutely nothing strange! Watch members hide in the darkness, working secretly for the Corps." "There couldn't be a more suitable outfit for us." I was being serious, but Ibuki sighed, looking unconvinced. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "You say that, you just want to play ninja, don't you?" Just before Ibuki finished speaking, I drew my sword and made a move. He looked shocked and his throat was trembling, but then… Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Oi, watch it with that thing! Don't just pull out your sword out of nowhere!" Susumu Yamazaki: "Watch what you say. Don’t make any misconceptions." Ibuki muttered quietly to himself, "I don't think it's a misunderstanding..." Perhaps fearing that he would be faced with another sword threat if he said anything unnecessary, he didn't say anything more. However… Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "... Besides, if you're dressed like that as part of your duties as the Watch, there's no need to keep it a secret." Susumu Yamazaki: "Well, that’s..." I couldn't immediately think of how to respond. Of course, I was proud that I had nothing to be ashamed of about my actions. Susumu Yamazaki: "...Right now, the Roshigumi has just been formed, and everyone is busy." "It would be better to wait until the time is right to reveal the truth." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "What do you mean, when the time is ripe..." Ibuki was so shocked he couldn't speak and his shoulders slumped. Susumu Yamazaki: "Ibuki, will you keep quiet about this?" Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...Yeah, yeah, I will. I don't have any interest in telling other people secrets." "Well, good night then. Make sure you don't go out into the courtyard in the middle of the night or get seen by the other members." After saying that, Ibuki left the room. ...Does the fact that he took the trouble to come here means that he had something to ask of me? –Well, never mind. I'll ask him about it tomorrow. Eventually, I took another look at my appearance in my Azuma ninja outfit. Susumu Yamazaki: "It's a pity, but... I can't stay like this forever." There's no telling if someone might come to visit again, just like before. Susumu Yamazaki: "I won't be working in this outfit for now, though..." Still, I'm sure this outfit will come in handy someday. With this conviction in my heart, I began to get changed. ~END~

A story from before the events of Kyoto Winds. The 'Baka Trio' is back at it again! Shinpachi got the guys freaked out with his unusually motivated attitude, leading them to have quite an unpredictable day. Translated Video The Roshigumi's morning always begins with rigorous training. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Come on everyone, hurry up and wake up! Wash your faces and head to Mibu Temple for practice!" I went around pulling the covers off of every single one of the sleeping worriers and waking them up. Heisuke Toudou: "Geez, what gives? Getting all worked up so early in the morning..." After having his futon torn away from him, Heisuke glared at me with resentful eyes. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Of course I’d be excited. We have set an example for the new recruits." "I'll be waiting at Mibu Temple! Once you're ready, get your ass over there!" ~Next Scene~ After talking to the warriors at the base, I hurried ahead to Mibu Temple. And then… I immediately began practicing swordsmanship with the assembled warriors. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Come on, come at me with all you got!" The new recruits still have a long way to go when it comes to swordsmanship. But we need them ready to get used to real combat as soon as possible. It's gonna be a challenge! Shinpachi Nagakura: "All right, morning practice is over! Now go wash off your sweat, it's time for breakfast! Dismissed!" After training, the warriors returned to Yagi residence together... Leaving only Heisuke, Sano, and me behind. Shinpachi Nagakura: “Heisuke, Sano, what’s wrong? If you don’t get back quickly, the food will get cold.” Even though I urged them on, they didn’t budge. Heisuke Toudou: "...Hey Shinpachi, did you eat something funky recently?" Shinpachi Nagakura: "Whaddya talking about? How rude, this is how I always acted." Sanosuke Harada: "You liar. I have never seen you be this motivated when it comes to work. You only get this motivated when you’re messing around." As expected, Sano has a pretty good intuition. Probably because we’ve been friends for so long. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Oh well, I guess I'll explain it to you later." "Anyway, let's hurry back. It's time for food!" Dragging the two of them along, as they were giving me a suspicious look, we returned to the Yagi residence. ~Next Scene~ The taste of the food itself is the same as usual, but... Maybe it's because I'm in such a good mood today, but the food tastes even better than usual. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Man, what a meal. Now then, it’s time to clean up. I'll clean up your guys’ trays as well." When I tried to carry out the trays we had used for breakfast… Sanosuke Harada: “…You can clean up later, so just explain. What got you acting so enthusiastic today?” Shinpachi Nagakura: "That again? I'll explain it later..." Heisuke Toudou: "Tell us now! The way you’ve been so enthusiastic today is disturbing!" Disturbing, huh… that's a pretty harsh way of putting it. It would be one thing if I had no motivation, but I don't get why they’re complaining about me being motivated. I was secretly pretty annoyed by how rude they were about it... Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...Can't you at least explain what’s going on?" "You were grinning the whole time during breakfast… it was pretty creepy." Even Ryunosuke started chiming in. They're all just so rude. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Really? You don't know? If you remember what happened the other day, I’m sure you’ll get it right away." Then everyone looked at each other and tilted their heads in confusion. Shinpachi Nagakura: "It’s finally here! Our long-awaited paycheck has finally come!" Everyone slapped their knees in understanding. Sanosuke Harada: "Oh, that's right. I see, so you're pretty excited about your first paycheck, huh." Sano, that guy... He looked at me as if I were a kid getting excited about his first pocket money. Of course, I'm happy to get my paycheck, and it's not like I don't feel excited at all... But that's not the only reason I'm happy. I took out a book from the luggage in the corner of the room and showed it to everyone. ~Picture~ Shinpachi Nagakura: "Of course, I’ve another reason to be excited! Check this out!" Everyone's eyes widened when they saw the book I presented to them. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "What's that? The handwriting is so messy... Were you the one who wrote this, Nagakura?" I answered Ryunosuke's question with pride. Shinpachi Nagakura: "That's right! I call it the 'Shinpachi Nagakura Secret Kyoto Travel Guide'!" Heisuke Toudou: "Is this guidebook one that has information about famous temples and shrines? You're surprisingly diligent, Shin." Heisuke doesn't seem all that interested when he says that... I don't want them to lump me in with some random tourist. Shinpachi Nagakura: "You idiot, we're not monks, so nothing is interesting about looking at something like that." "It’s a list of good shops, delicious restaurants, and liquor stores in Shimabara." I gathered this information on my day off by asking around various shops and locals, so there's no way I could be wrong. The recommendations of the locals are the most reliable after all. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...Your passion is on a completely different level than when you're at work. Where does that enthusiasm come from?" This guy... He makes it sound as if I don't take my job seriously. I'm also taking my duties seriously. Mainly practicing swordsmanship,  practicing more swordsmanship, and so on. But that's not all... Shinpachi Nagakura: "This is also part of our duties! We have to take the new recruits out on our days off and give them a treat." When I said that with emphasis, Sano nodded, although he did not seem completely convinced. Sanosuke Harada: "...Well, it's certainly necessary to reward new recruits." Shinpachi Nagakura: "Right? As expected of you Sano, you get it." I carefully tucked the travel guidebook I had painstakingly created into my breast pocket. ~End Picture~ Shinpachi Nagakura: "So, why don't you guys tag along with me? I won't let you lose out." They both seemed unsure of what to do... Heisuke Toudou: "Well, whatever! Before I got my salary, I couldn't even eat outside." Sanosuke Harada: "I don't have anything to do today, so I'll join you." That's how it should be. As expected of Sano and Heisuke, I knew they’d go along with it. Shinpachi Nagakura: "Yeah, come on! You’re coming too, right Ryuunosuke?" Ryuunosuke's eyes widened as if he never expected to be invited. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "I can join you guys?" Shinpachi Nagakura: "Of course! I'll be heading out soon, so get ready." Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Oh, wait a minute. I'll get it ready right away." After saying that, Ryunosuke hurried to the Maekawa residence. ~Next Scene~ And so, with my handmade travel guide in hand, we set out to sightsee in Kyoto… Shinpachi Nagakura: "Huh?! The store's already gone out of business?" "Of course not! I was so excited to finally be able to come!" However the result was a complete disappointment, and I collapsed. Sanosuke Harada: "...Well, I've heard it's hard to stay in the customer service business." Sano says it with a smug look on his face, but… Shinpachi Nagakura: "Even if you say that, I can't accept it!" I guess it can't be helped if the restaurant had gone out of business like this one is now.... However, the other restaurants we visited today either didn't live up to their reputation, or the staff were rude. What's worse, some restaurants didn't even let us in because they didn't accept first-time customers. What was supposed to be a fun sightseeing trip through Kyoto, ended up being a disastrous experience. It wasn't supposed to be like this...! On our way home, as I was filled with despair, Ryunosuke spoke up as he looked up at the evening sky. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "...You’re sure the places we visited today were chosen by asking the locals, right?" "So why did we always end up at these empty stores?" Heisuke Toudou: "Probably ‘cause the locals dislike Shinpachi." I'm sure Heisuke was just joking, but... In the current situation, I can't just let it go. Shinpachi Nagakura: "That can't be true! I haven't done anything to deserve your dislike!" Heisuke Toudou: "Then why did all the stores we went to suck?" Shinpachi Nagakura: "How the hell would I know? Ask the people who told me!" Sanosuke Harada: "Keep it down you guys. Don’t worry Shinpachi, you're the most popular person in Kyoto." Sano talks like he's scolding a couple of spoiled brats. What the hell is happening today? This isn't just a bad day. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "So, what are we going to do after this? Are we going back to the barracks?" Shinpachi Nagakura: "No, that's–" Just as I was starting to get worked up again... Sanosuke Harada: "Let's go to another restaurant to wash it down. One of the warriors who is from around here told me about a great restaurant." Everyone was excited by Sano's sudden proposal. Heisuke Toudou: "As expected of Sano! We can always rely on you!" Sanosuke Harada: "Hey Shinpachi, you’ll be coming too, right?" Well, I have no reason to refuse... Still, I can't accept this result. Because this means I have absolutely nothing good to offer. Ryuunosuke Ibuki: "Nagakura? What's up? Are you not coming?" Shinpachi Nagakura: "I-I'm coming! Of course I'm coming too!" Sanosuke Harada: "Alright then, this way. It's going to start getting crowded soon, so let's hurry." That jerk, Sano, always gets to show off. Next time, I'll definitely show him up! ~END~

A story from before the events of Kyoto Winds. After receiving an assignment from the Satsuma clan, Kazama reluctantly traveled to Kyoto to gather information. Translated Video September 1863. It was a time when the humid summer heat was slowly receding and the mountains surrounding Kyoto began to be colored with beautiful autumn leaves... I came to Fushimi town for the first time in a while. Although I was on a job that I was reluctant to fulfill... I may have been lucky to have come to Kyoto at this time. A view like this is a rare sight. Both Kyoto and Fushimi are towns where the wind doesn't blow, but even so, when I breathe in... I could feel the scent of autumn, which was different from the scent of spring flowers or summer haiku. Chikage Kazama: "...It would have been fine if I had just come to see the sights." To be honest, I was reluctant, but... Even if I say that, nothing will change. With this in mind, I headed to an inn called Teradaya in Fushimi. A year ago, a certain commotion occurred at the inn... I can see that the place is thriving, with customers coming and going frequently. Thinking back on all that happened, I felt a little lonely. Chikage Kazama: "...Humans are surprisingly tenacious creatures." Those words escaped my mouth on their own. After looking at Teradaya for a while… I turned on my heel and left the front of the store. Afterwards, I felt thirsty, so I decided to stop by a nearby tea shop. It seemed like the flow of customers had stopped coming and going, and there were no other customers in sight. As I sit down on the bench outside, the shop owner approaches me. Shopkeeper: "Welcome. Is there anything you’d like to order?" Chikage Kazama: "I’d like some tea." The owner quickly takes my order and then disappears into the back. A short while later, he returned. The tray he was holding had sencha and tea sweets on it. Chikage Kazama: "...I don't recall ordering any sweets." Shopkeeper: "I thought I'd offer you some to enjoy with our tea. If you don't mind, please enjoy them." Chikage Kazama: “…Hmm, I see.” When I interact with humans, I often feel uncomfortable... Once in a while, I get a chance to review something like this. However, I have not been able to change my perception of humans as living creatures. Shopkeeper: "Please take your time." The shopkeeper tries to leave my side, but… Chikage Kazama: "Wait. Accompany me for a while." Shopkeeper: "Eh? But..." Chikage Kazama: "There are a few things I want to ask you. I won't take much of  your time." I take some money out of my pocket and drop it on the seat. Shopkeeper: “I-I couldn’t possibly…!” The owner looks at me with an obviously lost expression on his face. Chikage Kazama: "...It’s fine, just take it." For a moment, he seemed to be confused, but... Eventually, he reached out his hand to the money. Shopkeeper: "...Thank you." After saying that, I saw that he had put it in his pocket. I pointed with my jaw in the direction of Teradaya, which could be seen nearby. Chikage Kazama: "...Do you know that an incident occurred at that inn around spring last year?" The owner also looked towards Teradaya as he answered. Shopkeeper: “Yes.…The Teradaya incident, right?” "I started working here about six months ago, so I don't know all the details." “I heard that there was a quarrel between the retainers of the Satsuma clan.'' Chikage Kazama: "...Hmm, the Satsuma clan killed each other under the orders of Hisamitsu Shimazu." Shopkeeper: "Please, sir… You’re speaking too loudly." Chikage Kazama: "Don't worry, there's no one around to listen." Ignoring the flustered shopkeeper, I took a bite of the sweets that accompanied my tea. Chikage Kazama: “Despite that incident, it seems to be thriving quite a bit.” Shopkeeper: "It seems that many people use Teradaya because it has good access from Osaka..." Chikage Kazama: “...Huh.” The quickest way to travel between Osaka and Kyoto is by boat on the Yodo River. So Teradaya is in a perfect location to use as a relay point. In the past, the Satsuma domain used it as a regular lodging. Oh well, it's a pain, but I have to ask. Chikage Kazama: "What kind of people are using it these days instead of those from the Satsuma clan?" Shopkeeper: "Well… in addition to those who work in the trade, there seem to be many samurai as well." Chikage Kazama: "...Samurai, huh? I guess they’re from the West, am I correct?" Shopkeeper: "Indeed. It seems like most of them are from Choshu and Tosa." Chikage Kazama: "Hm hm hm... Interesting. So Choshu and Tosa are using the place now that Satsuma left." When the owner heard my words, his face stiffened momentarily. However, he soon smiled with a typical friendly business smile… Shopkeeper: "Please save those kinds of jokes for another time..." I'm not kidding though... Then, as if to change the topic, he spoke. Shopkeeper: “…Now that I think about it, on your way here, did you happen to see a group of men wearing light blue haori?” Chikage Kazama: "No, I can’t say I have… but who are they?" Shopkeeper: "They seem to be a group that is cracking down on the Sonjo ronin on orders from the Shogunate." This was the first time I heard that story. Chikage Kazama: “What are they called?” Shopkeeper: "I think they are called... the Roshigumi or something." It was a name I had never heard before. Those who work closely with the Satsuma clan probably know more about them, but... Maybe I'll inquire about them when I stop by the clan residence later. While I was thinking about that. Some customers come to the store. Shopkeeper: "Ah, welcome!" After greeting the new customer, the shopkeeper looks back at me. Shopkeeper: "I'm sorry sir, but it's about time..." Chikage Kazama: "...I know. I've heard most of what I wanted to ask about." The owner bowed his head, looking relieved at those words. Then he left to take other customers' orders. I took a sip of the tea, which had gotten quite cold. ~PICTURE~ Chikage Kazama: "...The situation in Kyoto has changed quite a bit." The events at Teradaya last year flashed through my mind. Before the incident, the Satsuma samurai, along with the Choshu samurai, were considered to be the vanguard of the Sonjo school. They moved to Kyoto, and with their abundant funds, they courted the court nobles... Or, in Kyoto, they spent money generously and were popular with merchants. They also caused an incident called “Tenchu” in which people who were believed to be pro-opening the country were brutally murdered. However, they were not happy with the feudal retainers who were leaning toward the Sonjo school. Hisamitsu Shimazu is currently in control of the Satsuma clan. That day, I was heading to Teradaya at Hisamitsu's request. —I was ordered to kill all of the feudal retainers if they resisted. After that incident, the Satsuma domain lost its centripetal force towards the respected ronin... At the mercy of the Shogunate, he decided to participate in the Kobu-Gattai movement. Along with Satsuma, the Choshu clan, which was famous as a sanjo school, is now striding around this capital as if they own the place. Chikage Kazama: "...Era’s change without a moment's notice." However, as time moves on... The principle of the human world remains unchanged: those who have the emperor and the imperial court on their side are the winners. Now, the Shogunate or Choshu... Who will control this land? ~PICTURE END~ After finishing my tea, I left the shop, which was starting to become crowded with customers. Since I had finished my business, I could have left Kyoto right away... I rarely get to visit this place unless I have an opportunity like this. I casually headed towards the main street. Despite the brutality of the world, the main streets are surprisingly lively. I had the same thoughts when I visited Teradaya earlier... Even after a major incident, it seems that humans continue to live their lives with vigor. Meanwhile... A strange-looking group approached from across the street. Those people formed an orderly formation and walked in an orderly manner. Chikage Kazama: “Light blue…haori.” Then, they are probably the Roshigumi that I heard about at the tea shop earlier. Chikage Kazama: "Huh...I see." It is said that these people are cracking down on Sonjo Ronin under orders from the Shogunate. Satsuma is currently seen as being on the waste side... They were not affiliated with the Shogunate. Before you know it, they’re only getting close to dethroning that position. Depending on the future situation, it is quite conceivable that they will part ways with the Shogunate. Chikage Kazama: “…The Roshigumi, huh?” “Perhaps a day will come when I have to face them as enemies.” As I walked through town at dusk, I felt a strange throbbing feeling inside my chest. ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana: Ruzi's scene Final Chapter: Never-ending Research. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Ruzi ⇀ BEST END終りなき研究 Ruzi: “...” Looking up at the broken branch, I indulge in my own thoughts. Heavy rain hits my whole body, but I don’t mind at all. That’s because there’s a fire burning inside me, and that won’t cool even in the rain. Ruzi: “...Is the heat left inside you still mine?” Some time ago, I realized that Naala was still a maiden. Actually, I knew from her reaction the day I suggested we run away together. Ruzi: (Because of Lord Touya’s nature, he’d never let her go once he embraced her, that is to say, he would have a mental hold on her.) (She would not have even noticed such a hold, but she’d never be able to be free from it.) Despite his looks, he’s got a terribly fragile side to him. But, since this is something I gradually felt as a result of observation, I don’t think this is something Lord Touya intends to show. ut, when I asked if she loved Lord Touya, Naala quickly said no. She wasn’t afraid to express her feelings. …In other words, Lord Touya hasn’t made love to Naala yet. But I know the reason why she didn’t say so. …Probably, Lord Touya married Naala in order to protest her. My feelings began to overflow the moment I realized their relationship. I lost all restraint. That’s why I called her out in that way. Ruzi: “You probably think that I’ve given up on you.” I would have never made love to you if I’d intended to give up. I feel sorry for Naala, but I won't lose to anyone when it comes to not giving up. After all, I continued to study incurable diseases for over a decade, even though I was cursed and ridiculed. In this respect, I might be much worse than Lord Touya. Ruzi: “You’ll be surprised to hear my decision. Or perhaps even angry. The rain continues to fall. I smile wryly as I indulge in the sweet wounds in my chest. …The time of action is near. ~Next Scene~ Time passes so quickly, that I almost wished it would come to a standstill. Time is cruel, as the political situation began the day after I connected with Ruzi, and negotiations were concluded shortly. Rus probably wanted to get the women back as quickly as possible. Now… I’m seeing off the women who are returning home. Naala: “...” The sky was clear and a pleasant breeze blew in from the meadows. Nevertheless, my feelings were complicated. Woman: “Thanks to you, Lady Naala, we could hold onto hope until this day. Thank you so much.” Naala: “No, today’s result is thanks to everyone working hard. …Take care of yourself, even back is Rus.” Woman: “Yes. You take care too, Lady Naala.” Some returned happily, while others seemed hesitant to return. I saw various scenes of various people. Woman: “Thank you, for everything.” Touya: “Be careful along the way.” Touya is calling out to all the women who are returning. As I watched the situation with a smile and sadness, I was tapped on the shoulder from behind. The moment I turned around, I was amazed at what I saw… Naala: “...! Why are you here?” Ruzi: “Shh.” Ruzi put his index finger on his lips, telling me not to speak. When I wondered and tilted my head, he whispered in a small voice. Ruzi: “...Come here.” Naala: “Eh, but…” His hand pulled me with a strength that wouldn’t allow no for an answer. Where are we going at such a time? I thought it was strange, but I couldn’t think too deeply as I was focused on my hand being held. Naala: (I haven’t been touched like this since that night…) After all, I can’t help but feel excited when Ruzi touches me. I was the one who said we should go back to our old relationship, but after being touched, I realized that my feelings had not changed. Naala: “...Hey, Ruzi. Where are we going?” Ruzi: “You’ll know when we get there.” Naala: “...” Ruzi, holding my hand, keeps on walking without answering. His gait is powerful, and I feel something irresistible. ~Next scene~ The more we proceeded, the steeper the road became, as we finally reached the woods. I began to feel anxious at his silent back. Ruzi: “...If.” Naala: “...?” Just as I’d thought to call out to him, he suddenly stopped walking. As Ruzi slowly turned around, I was bewildered to feel a strong sense of determination in his eyes. Ruzi: “If I were to say that I’m going to run away with you right now… What would you do?” Naala: “What…” Looking closely, there were two horses behind Ruzi, as if prepared for a trip. Naala: “This…” Confused, I stared into his extremely calm face. Then Ruzi let go and stepped back a step. The vacant distance reminded me of the choices I had to make that night. …The premonition shook my chest. Ruzi: “I’m going to commit a sin from now. The great sin of stealing the Nasla Queen away.” Naala: “...! You’re kidding… right?” Ruzi: “I would never joke like this.” Naala: “But, we have a mission to fulfill in Nasla…” Ruzi “Think carefully. The research is already out of my hands. And you as well… you’ve already sacrificed more than enough for the ties between the two countries.” “What’s being asked of you now is not a duty, but the country’s selfish expectations.” It is true that the development of the cure has ended, and now its mass production is possible. It’s at a stage where things will progress smoothly without Ruzi. And I have also fulfilled my precious dream of getting the women back home. Furthermore, diplomatic relations have been normalized, and there is no fear that women will be kidnapped in the future. Naala: (However…) If I run away now, Rus may be blamed. I shook my head due to that fear, and Ruzi began to explain. Ruzi: “You should be free now.” “...I’m not sure if I should say it, But speaking honestly, I just want you to come with me.” Naala: “...” Ruzi: “I know I’m being selfish, but please. …Please, choose to take my hand.” Naala: “...Can you give up your life as an aristocrat?” Ruzi: “I  won’t give up something that I truly don’t want to give up. What I’m giving up on is something of no value to me.” “...Contrary to what you may think, I can’t give up on you.” He took another step back. A distance to let men choose. I took a breath and stared at Ruzi’s eyes. As I was torn between wanting to run up to him and my hesitation, he extended his hand, as if it had always been there. Ruzi: “Run away with me, Naala.” Naala: “...I can’t.” Ruzi: “Why?” Naala: “Your efforts are finally being rewarded, and you’re going to become an aristocrat… I can’t rob you of that happiness.” Ruzi: “I decide my own happiness!” Naala: “...!” Ruzi: “And… it’s not you robbing me, it’s me. It’s me robbing you of your status as queen, your best friends, and asking you to be with me alone.” “It really is selfish and uncool…” “But, I’ve decided. Even if that makes me a jerk, if you want to be with me, even just a little, I will do my best to make you happy.” Naala: “Ruzi…” His passionate gaze made my heart burn. Naala: “...” “I want to take your hand, if that were possible.” “But even if we have resolved all our issues, I’m still the sister-in-law of the Rus King.” “I can’t run away, ignoring the possibility that my country may be blamed.” Ruzi: “Naala…” I’d love to be happy together with Ruzi. I want to be with him forever. But I can’t convince myself that it’s okay to cause problems on a national level. As tears ran down my cheeks, I heard a noise in the grass behind me. Touya: “...It really is a nice day today. I’d love to take a trip to somewhere far away on a day like this.” Naala: “...?! Touya…” Ruzi: “...L-Lord Touya…” Naala: (Did he overhear us?!) I’m frozen, upset by his sudden appearance. Ruzi stood in front of me, as if shielding me from Touya. Ruzia: “I will accept the punishment. She has no fault. I tried to take her by force.” Naala: “Ruzi?!” I tried to move forward in a hurry, but Ruzi stopped me. Panicked, I tried to shout a rebuttal over Ruzi’s shoulder. Naala: “No, Touya! I…!” Touya: “Well well, your stubbornness is quite hardcore. It’s easy to see Ruzi having a hard time with that.” “Well, that will be a happy struggle, though.” Naala: “Huh…?” I was confused by his fearless smile. While I thought about the meaning, Touya smiled and spoke. Touya: “By the way, there’s a task I wanted to ask of you two.” Naala: “A task?” Touya: “I’d like you to go to Tseg River, and gather the flowers used for medicines.” “Ah, but there’s no rush. This could take ten… twenty… maybe even fifty years.” “And if you don’t return… then I’d presume you got eaten by a monster.” Naala: “...! That’s…” Touya: “... You’ve worked so hard for everyone else’s happiness. Now it’s your turn to live a happy life.” “No matter what others might say, I won’t blame Rus for this.” “I swear, I will protect your home country.” Naala: “Touya…” He’s pushing us, implying us to “run away.” Touya’s kindness overwhelmed me, and before I knew it I was crying. Naala: “You knew…” Touya: “Well, yeah. You’re pretty easy to figure out.” Naala: “...I’m sorry.” Touya: “Don’t be. The happiness of my beloved friend is my wish.” “...Yes. I’m glad I was able to let go of you while we’re still friends.” Naala: “Huh?” Touya: “Well then, you better get going. Before I change my mind.” Naala: “...Thank you, Touya. I will never forget your kindness.” Pushed by his kindness, I took Ruzi’s hand. I firmly grasped it of my own free will. Ruzi: “Lord Touya…” Touya: “Ruzi, take good care of her.” Ruzi: “......” After re-gripping my hand, Ruzi bowed silently. He was expressing his deep gratitude. Ruzi: “...Let’s go, Naala.” Naala: “Yes…” We nodded and turned around together. As we ran, our minds and bodies were not light. We made our decision with the weight of what we gained against what we were leaving behind. But that weight made me cry. Naala: (Still… I want to hold this hand.) We looked off into the distance with a flood of emotions. Ruzi and I stood side-by-side, and took a deep breath, as we looked out at the horizon. Ruzi: “...You can curse me, who robs you. If it is your wish, you may even have my life.” “But, I don’t regret anything. I want to cherish this life you chose.” Having said that, Ruzi cleared his throat as if to punctuate. I looked to my side. At the tip of my line of sight, I could see his cheeks were slightly flushed. Ruzi: “So… will you marry me?” Naala: “...! Hehe, you’re asking that now?” Ruzi: “...And your answer?” Naala: “...If it rains.” Ruzi: “Haha… you can be cruel too.” Naala: “I wonder who I got that from…” We laughed as we straddled our horses. Pushed by the warm breeze, the horses began to run together, even though we hadn’t instructed them to do so. And we’ll continue to run together, the two of us… ~End Title~ A small island that’s not even listed on the map. Ruzi and I have settled down there, living as doctors together with a few islanders. One day, as our daily life continued to be calm, we received a letter from a friend who had returned from the continent... Naala: “Ruzi!” Ruzi: “? Did you come here for an emergency?” Naala: "No, I got a letter! It's from Salanna and the others!" Ruzi: "Really!? What does it say?" Naala: "Hold on, I'll open it now. Let's read it together." I opened it with Ruzi on the desk by the window. As I hurriedly opened it up and saw the nostalgic handwriting of Salanna. Naala: “Um…” “No way?! She’s already given birth!” Razi: “Haha, leave it to Bal.” Naala: “But, back then…” Ruzi: “He didn’t say so back then, but Bal actually does like kids. The law was probably amended, so he wasted no time in… ah, I mean, I’m sure he worked hard at it.” Naala: “I see…” “Hehe. Salanna always said she wanted kids, so I’m really happy for her.” Ruzi: “Yeah.” Naala: “Ah, and Shalu…” “What?! Shalu’s also pregnant!?” Ruzi: “Speaking of working hard, Else…” Naala: “Yeah, he must have worked really hard.” Even though I can’t see them now, Shalu and Salanna are my precious best friends. Their happiness is my happiness. As I was chewing on that happiness, Ruzi gently embarrassed me. Ruzi: “I never thought I would lose to Else.” “In that case, we just have to win by numbers, right?” Naala: “Huh, numbers…?” The hand that was on my back slid to my chest. My top is stimulated softly through my clothes. Naala: “Hmm…” He covered my breasts with one hand and pressed a little as if to check my heartbeat. And just like that, I was pushed down onto his desk. ~Picture~ Naala: “!... Ah…” At first, he rolled them gently between his fingertips, then gradually, they easily changed their shape. When he poked the sharp tip with his fingers, a tingling glow ran through me. Naala: "W-wait, Ruzi." Ruzi: "Why? I want to meet our child soon..." When I tried to stop him, he grabbed my hand and bit my earlobe. The wet tip of his tongue licked my ear hole with a tenacity that made me imagine what was to come. Ruzi: "So today I'm going to pour a lot inside..." Although the words were direct and obscene, perhaps because his voice was so sweet, it almost sounded like a confession of love. But we’re right by the window. There is a possibility that someone might see us. I scolded my own thoughts, which were about to melt, and finally raised a voice of protest. Naala: "B-but there's a place for things like this… let's at least go to bed." Ruzi: "There's no need to worry. You and I don't have to be bound by anything anymore." Naala: "But what if someone sees..." Ruzi: “Then let them watch.” Naala: "Hmm, that's..." Ruzi: "Don’t worry… Soon you won't be able to even think about being embarrassed." He overcame my panic with a beautiful smile and pressed our lips together. My tongue made a last attempt to escape but was quickly caught and licked from the base. Naala: “Ngh…” Ruzi: “Naala…” When our soft freshly moistened lips moved against each other, it felt so good that I couldn't help but close my eyes. Ruzi smiles happily as he licks the wet corner of my mouth. Ruzi: "My heart is going crazy just by kissing you..." Naala: “Hmm…” I couldn't stand doing something so embarrassing in a place like this. ...But contrary to my feeling of shame, I secretly found the unusual environment thrilling and started to get excited. Ruzi: "Does your back hurt?" Naala: "It doesn't hurt, but if you're worried about me, let’s go to bed now..." Ruzi: "That's not something up for discussion." As he said this, Ruzi ran his tongue over my nipples through my clothes. When they were flattened and pressed, I could see how hard and sharp they became. Ruzi, who noticed them change by his touches, spoke in a mocking tone. Ruzi: “I mean, look, they’re already in a naughty shape…” Naala: “No…” My clothes wet with saliva stuck to my skin. My nipples, which showed through the transparent cloth and stood out even more, looked more obscene than if they were exposed. As I trembled with shame, his lips touched mine, and I let out a short, solemn cry. Naala: “Mm, ah…” ~End Picture~ It's different from being touched directly, and the feeling of being teased was frustrating. Wanting to do something about this fever, I groped Ruzi's chest. ~Picture~ Ruzi: "I still haven’t had enough..." Naala: “Hah, hah… No…” He held my wrists and his caressing through my clothes resumed. Every once in a while, he would look at me for a reaction and each time I got hotter. Ruzi was always observing me as I writhed in pleasure. His brown eyes narrowed in interest as I gasped in irritation. Naala: “Hmm, please… no.” Ruzi: "What's wrong?" Naala: "Ah, touch me… directly." Ruzi: “Just touch?” Naala: "N-no, I want you to lick me more… I want you to bite me more." Ruzi: "…Like this?" Letting out a deep guttural laugh, Ruzi pulled my jacket down with his lips and ate at my exposed nipples. The pressure was so strong that it hurt a little, and my chest arched as I twitched. The other was rolled between his fingers. Naala: “Hah…” Ruzi: "Hmm... What a treat... they’re so delicious I want to devour them..." As he eagerly sucked them, the tip still tingled each time his lips were parted. The wet sound that echoes from my chest invaded my brain. Naala: “Haah, ah…mm” My thoughts were colored with pleasure. When I gave up on resisting, I felt honey overflowing from deep within my body. My lower legs, which hadn’t been touched yet, were hot. Wanting to do something about it, I rubbed my thighs together, but the pain became even stronger. Ruzi: “Your lower area seems sad...” Naala: “Ah!” Without hesitation, a hand slipped between my thighs and split the petals. Immediately, my moist flesh wrapped around his fingertips, making a sticky sound. Naala: “Hah, ah, ah…!” Ruzi: "You're overflowing..." The swollen buds were lightly scratched. A pleasure that resembled pain shot through my head, making my back arch. However, the next moment, he was caressing me gently, and this time I was filled with frustration. I was at the mercy of the irregular pleasure and lack of strength. Naala: “Ah, ah, ha, ha, ngh!” Ruzi: "It's amazing, it's dripping all over the desk." Ruzi's fingertips scoop up the overflowing honey. The pads of his fingers stroked around my sensitive bud so that he could coat it. The part where I was stroked twitched as if I was longing for it. Ruzi: "It's so naughty to have this place displayed like this..." Naala: “Aahh!” As if to answer my cry, he buried his fingers inside me. I was impatient after having to wait so long, but as soon as it was put in, I overflowed with new nectar. Ruzi: "It's so naughty… how cute." Naala: “Hii, ah! Ya…!” The now two fingers stroke my inner wall while repeatedly inserting and withdrawing them. When I reached the point where I felt it most, he pushed me up relentlessly. I shook my head as intermittent intense pleasure hit me. Naala: "Hi! Ah, ah! Ah, oh no!" Ruzi: "It's undulating inside… Does it feel good?" As if to stop it, my buds are being kneaded, along with the weaker parts inside. I was caught up all at once, and I reached Ruzi lightly, tightening my fingers. Naala: “Hmm…!” "Haa, haa, haa, haa..." Ruzi: "You seem satisfied, so let's call it a day." Naala: "...Ruzi you bully" Ruzi: "As for me, I'm going to be admiring you to the fullest." Naala: "Then let's go all the way... I want you already..." I couldn't help but feel the pain inside me, which was still convulsing. When I begged with tearful eyes, Ruzi chuckled and opened my legs, covering me. Ruzi: "Well, to tell you the truth, I've also reached my limit..." Ruzi's penis was already warped when he took it out. It's hard tips rub against my petals and buds. Naala: "Ah, ah...no, don't tease me..." Just like Ruzi said before, I had already forgotten about my shame. Twisting my hips, I guided Ruzi's heat inside me. Ruzi purred at me and after a few shallow thrusts in and out… he penetrated me to the deepest depths in one go. Naala: "Hi! Ah, ah...!" Ruzi: "Ah... it's already mushy... I feel like I'm going to melt..." Naala: “Ngh…ha, ah…” Just thinking about Ruzi's heat inside me made me feel excited, and I tightened up without realizing it. My compressed pleasure spasms and hits my vaginal walls. Ruzi: "Nh, you’re tighter... ha, ha, ha... than usual..." "Why does it feel so good inside of you?" Naala: "Hmm, ah...really? It feels good...?" Ruzi: "Yeah, it’s so good that I'm about to go crazy..." “Actually, no matter how many times we do it… ah… your body is unfathomable to me…” Naala: "I-I guess… it's normal." Ruzi: "It is normal. ...That's about all I know..." The smooth tip pushes deep inside. The sensitive part inside me was pinched, and I let out a whimper that sounded like a scream. Naala: “Kyaa!?” Ruzi: "I-if I poke here...at this angle, it'll move around and get tangled...see?" Ruzi, who knows my body inside and out, accurately hits my weak spots. Naala: “Ah, hmm, hah, ah, ah!!” When his hips hit me briefly, a terrifying sensation of pleasure washed over me. It was thick and overflowing with honey, leaking sloppily like saliva. Ruzi: “I-it’s just starting to overflow… Does it feel that good…?” Naala: “Oh, nooo, ah, ah, ha, ha!!” Ruzi: "You said you wanted more... so I'll give you more, just as you wish..." Both my legs were draped over Ruzi's shoulders, and deeper, gouging motions hit the areas he felt. Naala: "Ah! Ah! Hey, ah! No, not there...!" Wet noises echoed around the room. The numbness around my tailbone runs up my spine, creating a tingling sensation. Naala: "N-no, stop! Hmm, ha, ah, ah! I… I'm cumming!" Ruzi: "It's okay... ha, ha, ha... I'm about to reach my limit too...!" Naala: “Ah, Ruzi… Ruzi…!” Ruzi: "Hey, Naala… where do you want me to cum?" The tip of his shaft was already oozing with pre-cum. I felt it rubbing against my cervix, and my insides convulsed again. Both my mind and body were trembling with pleasure. Naala: "Ah, ah, ah... inside...I want it inside...!" Ruzi: "Alright… I'll pour it deep inside..." Just as he had declared, I was penetrated to the depths that there was nothing more I could do. My mind turned white from the painful pleasure, and Ruzi tightened his grip, shaking my entire body. Naala: “AAaahh…!” Ruzi: “Ngh…!” His shaft, which had suddenly increased in size, convulsed several times. The hot essence that was spitted out penetrated deeply, creating an indescribable feeling of infatuation. Naala: “Ha… ah, ha…” Ruzi: “Ha, hah, ha, ha…” Ruzi's slightly sweaty body covered my own. Feeling the weight of happiness, I wrapped my arms around his back. ~End Picture~ Ruzi: "...I hope they look like you." Naala: “Huh?” Ruzi: "I'd like a cute girl who looks like you." Naala: "Hehe, well aren’t you eager." While still connected, we exchanged feather-like kisses. As we played around, Ruzi's lips traced my body and moved to the corner of my eyes. Ruzi: "I'm sorry. I made you cry again today..." He kissed away the tears that had overflowed with pleasure and placed a light kiss on my earlobe. Ruzi: "You're so cute, I can't stop myself from wanting you." Naala: “Next time, take me in a bed.” Ruzi: "Haha, no matter where we go, we can still love each other." "On my desk... or even in a country we don't know. I will love you no matter where we go." "I will continue to love you forever..." Naala: "That's quite a challenge." Ruzi: "Yeah, that's right. That's why I’ll spend my whole life pursuing it..." It seems that this research has no end. As I imagined our child running on the sand, I thought about the eternal research that will continue... ~End~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana: Ruzi's scene Remnants of Heat. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Ruzi⇀ 熱の名残 I climbed up the large tree in the courtyard, and vaguely looked at the view from there. Naala: “Phew…” I just see the land of Nasla below in the field of view. I’ve already sighed more than dozens of times. Naala: “...” Since the start of negotiations to normalize diplomatic relations, there have been rapid changes in the surrounding area. The first is that a new research institute will be prepared. It is more equipped and spacious than the current laboratory, and can accommodate a large number of human resources. In short, mass production of the cure will be possible. A stable supply of medicines will save more lives. It is a happy celebration for me as well. However… Naala: (Maybe I’d gotten attached to that place before I knew it.) With the establishment of the new research institute, the lab in the royal castle that has been used until now will be removed. That’s only natural, so I tell myself. Despite that, my hazy feelings don’t clear up. Naala: (With the lab gone, I can’t meet with Ruzi like I used to.) Originally, the lab in the royal castle was to complete the cure. The new lab is equipped with the personnel and equipment required for production. In other words, no help is needed. Naala: (I refused Ruzi’s invitation, but despite feeling lonely… pretty selfish of me, yeah.) I don’t want to leave Ruzi. I want to be with him. …But, I’m Touya’s wife. This fact cannot be changed by personal feelings. Besides, Ruzi has his life as an aristocrat. I can’t hinder that prestigious life only on my whim. Naala: (Ultimately, this is all just my whim. It’s selfish.) Dragging out these half-hearted feelings will only hurt Ruzi more. Naala: (...I have to restore our relationship.) (As long as we live, the days will come when we’ll meet and laugh again…) Yes, just restore our relationship. Let’s go back to just being cousins. Naala: “...” I conclude that this is for the best, despite the hurt in my heart. My heart screams that it doesn’t want to go back. I’m frustrated by my own selfish weakness. Naala: “...Huh?” Warm tears fall down my cheeks. I wipe them away with the back of my hand, feeling more and more miserable. There’s no reason to cry. It’s not that I’m never going to see him again. But no matter how much I tell myself so, the tears continue to fall. Naala: “...Uhh…ugggh. Ahh…” Perhaps if I get all the tears out now, I can cut off these feelings. Becoming defiant, I began to sob out loud. If I could just wash away my feelings for Ruzi in this way… Naala: “Ahh…uhh…hmm?” As I leaned against the trunk of the tree while sobbing, I noticed something white wrapped around the broken branch. I don’t think it was there when I looked up the other day, so it must have been put there recently. Thinking it odd, I reached out and touched it. Naala: “Why, in such a place…” Driven by interest, I unwrapped the wrapped paper. When I unfolded it, I saw a simple sentence written in the center. Naala: “‘I’ll be waiting for you in that place, on the night of the full moon’…” “...! Could this be…” The writing was familiar with certain quirks. I knew immediately who had written it, and began to sob again. Naala: “Hah, Ruzi… you bothered to climb up all this way…?” He’d climb it someday, when he was ready… I can recall Ruzi’s face clearly when he said that. When he was looking up at the time, just how prepared was he? My chest tightens just thinking about it. Naala: “The full moon…” Perhaps by the mischief of the spirits, the night of the full moon is tonight. I stared at the letter, and after being lost for a while, I made up my mind. Naala: (...Let’s settle things.) And say goodbye to the feelings in my heart. ~NEXT SCENE~ Naala: “It’s too bad that the full moon is covered by the rain clouds.” I closed the window and looked around the empty lab. Until a while ago, documents, medicines, plants, etc. had been all over the place, but now they were nearly tidied up. The feeling that it was really getting closed gradually rose in my chest. It also seemed to mean the end of my relationship with Ruzi, and my heart squeaked. Ruzi: “...You came.” As soon as I saw Ruzi emerge from the back of the lab, I almost cried. I stayed where I was, and smiled. Naala: “Good evening. It’s a bit sad to see things so tidied up.” Ruzi: “Yeah, I’ve been reluctant to do so. I have a lot of memories here.” Ruzi looked around the room, the way he looked at the things he loved. Ruzi was the one who came in and out of this laboratory the most, so he must have had more memories than I did. Ruzi: “We have come this far thanks to everyone.” “And above all, I’ve been able to work hard because you’ve been there.” Naala: “...” Ruzi: “It’s hard not to be able to spend time with you here. If it feels like that, the words and feelings I exchanged with you are gone…” Naala: “Ruzi…” Ruzi: “I want to be with you forever. I want to spend time with you, always.” “Maybe I’m the only one who feels this way.” Naala: “No… I feel the same way.” “But, I don’t think we should do that.” Ruzi: “Why…” Naala: “You know why. Neither of us can leave Nasla.” “And as long as we’re in Nasla, the day when our feelings can be realized will never come. It’s painful just thinking about it…” “In that case, we just have to go back to being cousins.” “We won’t be able to meet as much, so let’s use this opportunity to put a little distance between us…” ~Picture~ Naala: “...!” A sudden kiss cut me off. My words of resistance were stolen away by his entwining tongue, further melting away as he licked me. Naala: “Mmm…” Ruzi: “...These feelings are hidden by the rain.” Droplets had accumulated between our embracing lips. I opened my eyes with a sad taste on my tongue. Naala: “Ruzi…” Ruzi: “...” I enveloped Ruzi’s tears-stained cheeks, with both hands. I entwined my tongue over and over, engraving the taste of kissing my loved one in my heart. Naala: “...Even if this night is washed away with the rain, the passion inside me will never disappear.” “I want to feel your indistinguishable heat. If I can have this memory, I can endure for decades to come…” I want to feel Ruzi with my eyes, my hands, and my whole body. I knew it was the last time, so that desire became even stronger. I know I’m crying because of the feeling of teardrops sliding down my cheeks. Ruzi: “...” Ruzi gently touched my eyelids. He followed the trajectory of my tears and wiped it from my eyes to my chin with his fingertips. I was happy with the kindness I felt on my skin, and yet sad… New tears fell. Ruzi: “Every time it rains, I will lovingly remember your passion.” The light kiss fades, and his warmth moves away. ~Picture End~ As I opened my eyes in anxiety, I saw his hand extended towards me like the other day. Ruzi: “...Come.” When I gently added my hand, Ruzi entwined each finger of his with mine, as I felt deeply grasped. Ruzi began walking, pulling me along by my hand. Naala: “Ruzi…?” Ruzi: “It’s cold here.” I followed his line of sight to the door of the nap room. In other words, tonight, there, we would… Naala: “...” My face got hot remembering the bed I used several times. My heart was racing, and I felt my chest swelling up. Every step I took on the way to the door felt incredibly long... ~NEXT SCENE~ I heard the sound of the door opening. I looked back despite there being no one else in the lab. I was relieved to see no one around and turned my head back. Then, this time, my eyes wandered to the bed. Naala: “...” Even though I've been using it normally until now, tonight it seems like something special. After a moment of hesitation, Ruzi sat down on the bed and looked up at me. The sound of the wooden frame creaking echoed in my ears, heightening the tension. Ruzi: “...Come here.” If he pulled my hand, he could have hugged me right away, but Ruzi urges me to come closer of my own volition. Naala: “...” My heart skipped a beat at his bright gaze. As I took my steps in time with the noisy heartbeat, I was drawn to him as if I had been waiting for this. Naala: “Eep…!” He hugs me so tightly it hurts. As I closed my eyes in bliss, our soft lips met, and then they quickly parted again. Ruzi: "...I'll take it off." Naala: “Ah... I-I’ll take it off myself.” Ruzi: “No, just let me do it.” We faced each other on the bed and asked Ruzi to take off my clothes. A strange silence filled the room as I kept silent due to embarrassment. Ruzi: “...Huh?” For a few minutes, I continued to listen to the sound of clothes rustling. I hear a voice that doesn't suit this place and open my eyes. When I suddenly looked down, Ruzi still had his hand on my jacket. Naala: "...Well, I'll do it after all." Unable to watch, I touched Ruzi's hand. It was then that I noticed that his fingertips were trembling as they rested on my clasp. He took in a sharp breath, and Ruzi smiled bitterly and squeezed my fingertips. Ruzi: "Haha, how pathetic. It's my first time so I’m pretty nervous..." Naala: “Your first time?” Ruzi: "Yes, you're the first person I've felt this way for, and wanted to touch like this..." “I guess you don’t like men with little experience, right?” Naala: "Hehe...I don't mind it." Saying that, I try to kiss him lightly. Ruzi’s eyes, looking from the darkness, flashed in surprise for a moment, then gradually narrowed. Ruzi: "Then, I’ll pull myself together..." Little by little, the clothes are removed from my body. When my chest touched the night air, goosebumps covered my entire body. Ruzi noticed and touched my bare skin as if to warm it. The warmth warmed my heart and filled me with an indescribable feeling of happiness. Naala: (It feels good just to touch your bare skin with someone you like...) While I was in such a daze, Ruzi quickly took off his clothes. Even now, the fact that we are facing each other naked is starting to feel embarrassing. Naala: "Ah, um, don't stare at me too much..." Ruzi: “...” No matter how much I begged, I couldn't let go of the intertwined gaze. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to run away, and when I tried to turn my back… ~Picture~ He put his hands around my back and gently pushed me down. Our faces were so close that we could feel each other's breath. Ruzi: “Naala…” The sound of his voice calling my name so lovingly makes me cry. When I met his gaze, he immediately placed his hand on my chin. Our lips overlapped more carefully than before, and he nipped me softly. Naala: “Mm…” Ruzi: "...Tell me if you don't like it." After making this declaration, Ruzi's hand ran from my chin to my neck and down to my chest. My whole breast is gently shaken in the palm of his hand. Naala: “Ah…” Ruzi: "Do not like it?" Naala: "No…" I guess I can't help but ask because I'm anxious, but I get embarrassed when asked about the pros and cons of each movement. I nodded shyly, and this time the other breast was caressed with the same force. Ruzi: "Your body is soft and feels good everywhere..." Naala: "I-I guess..." Ruzi: "Yes, I almost want to eat it..." His palm that stroked down my side circled my navel. When he got there, his fingertips moved back and forth, as if hesitating. I get frustrated and take control. Ruzi: "Um, sorry. Can I touch you...?" I wanted to reply, but if I did, I would scream out in embarrassment. I nodded silently, and his hesitant fingertips moved to the base of my thigh. Naala: “Ah…” Ruzi's fingers gingerly trace between my lower legs. Ruzi: “Are you okay with me touching you more?” Naala: “Mm, go ahead…” With my approval, his fingertips parted the bush and touched the center. The buds are caressed with an almost too-gentle touch. Whether it was nervousness or excitement, I could already feel myself swelling and becoming sensitive. Naala: "Ah, hmm...hah..." Ruzi: "Doesn't it hurt...?" Naala: "Ah, ah...it's okay, so..." A gentle caress, just a light rub, arouses frustration and heightens the heat. Every time he rubbed the swollen tip with the pad of his finger, I felt a little bit of honey ooze out. Naala: "Please, touch me a little more...I feel like my head is going to go crazy..." Ruzi: “Is it okay if I make it stronger?” Naala: "Yeah...it’s fine." Ruzi: “Alright…” Perhaps encouraged by my words, Ruzi's caresses become stronger. But this time it was too strong, and his nails got caught in the petals. I winced at the small pain and let out a breath. Naala: “...!” ~Picture End~ Ruzi: "! Sorry!" Naala: "...It's okay. It only hurt a little..." "So please, continue…" Ruzi: "Are you sure?" Naala: "Yeah… I want Ruzi to touch me a lot..." As I begged, my chest panting from the slow pleasure, I felt a slight gasp of breath. Ruzi bit his lower lip as if to endure it, and covered me again. ~Picture~ Ruzi: “Please, don’t say such cute things… I’m starting to lose my sense of reason.” Naala: “I don’t mind if you do.” Ruzi: "No, I want to spoil you as much as I can tonight..." A gentle kiss falls on the partition. Both my breasts were taken at the same time, and I writhed at the pleasure of having them reshaped in his warm palms. It felt good… but I wanted more solid stimulation. Naala: "Ah...uh...more...please touch the tips as well." Ruzi: "You mean… like this?" { He was teased a lot and had my sharp nipples pinched. Naala: "Ah! Hmm...!" Ruzi: "What a sweet voice. Let me hear more..." Once he knew that my reaction was good, he gradually increased the pressure. It was as if he was checking the tone of my voice to find out just how strong it was. Naala: "Ah, ah, ah, ah..." The tingling sensation I felt at the tip travels down my spine, heating up my lower waist. Unable to resist, he twisted my hips and resumed caressing that area. The swollen bud was picked and handled with the pads of his fingers. Naala: “Ah! Ya, ah! Don’t rub it like that! Ruzi: "Oh, does it hurt?" Reacting to my words that came out unexpectedly, Ruzii started to sit up. He hurriedly grabbed my hand and led it to his chest. Naala: "Oh, no... it didn't hurt." Ruzi: "Do you mean, it feels really good...?" Naala: "I-maybe...yeah." I was so embarrassed that I felt like my face was going to burst into flames. It felt extremely obscene for me to be expressing each and every one of my pleasures like this. Ruzi probably thinks I've experienced it before, but it's my first time, so I don't know if he asked me. Ruzi: "What's wrong? I guess it must hurt..." Naala: "No, it doesn’t, but… it's embarrassing, so don't ask me anymore..." Ruzi: "Ah, so that's it..." "So… does it feel good here?" I thought he understood, but Ruzi asked me while rubbing the wet petals. The sound of my wetness resounding, made me feel even more embarrassed. Naala: "Y-you...I wish you wouldn't ask me anymore." Ruzi: "You're attractive even when you're shy." Naala: "!...You’re surprisingly mean, Ruzi." Ruzi: "You think so? Maybe it's because you're acting so cute." Naala: “Ah, ah…!” His skilled hands rub the buds and petals at the same time. The overflowing honey wrapped around Ruzi's fingers and invited him deeper. Naala: "Ah, nah, ah..." Ruzi: "I'll put my finger in a little..." Naala: "Hmm...!" The slimy fingertips crack the vaginal opening and enter little by little. Naala: “...!” Ruzi: “...Are you alright?” Naala: “Y-yeah.” A place that even I don't know about, a place that hasn't been opened yet. After being touched, I became more aware of it and became a little scared. Ruzi: “…Are you scared, right? Naala: "It's okay. I want to feel you more..." It's scary, but I want to become one as soon as possible. Both were my true feelings. I twisted my waist as if to urge him, and this time he slowly inserted and removed his fingers. His fingertips were deep inside me, caressing the inside as if testing the feel of my folds. Ruzi: "You're so wet...and it's so hot that it's wrapped around my fingers..." Naala: "Hey, don't say that...Ah, haa!" Ruzi: "It feels good, Naala..." Naala: "Eh, you... too?" Ruzi: "Yeah, really... It feels good just stroking it with my fingers like this, but I wonder what will happen… if I put mine in...." "I might go crazy..." The imaginative voice is glossy and numbs my eardrums. My hips, undulating with pleasure, felt like they no longer belonged to my own body. Every time a finger moves in and out of my dripping wet vagina, I unconsciously tighten it. Naala: "Ah, ah... ha, mm..." I can't bear the pain deep in my stomach. It was hard to breathe as his fingers teased my insides. Naala: "M-no more...! No more...!" Ruzi: "You don't like it?" My insides writhe in dissatisfaction because his movements had been stopped. Ruzi's palm caressed my lower abdomen, which was straining in frustration. Ruzi: "Do you think it’s better to stop…?" Naala: "Y-you know the answer to that..." Ruzi: "I don’t know, it's my first time and so I’m so nervous... I don’t know what to do." Ruzi's smile seemed more like mischief than anxiety. I can tell he's enjoying my shy reaction, which makes me feel kind of mortified. When I looked away, his fingers curled. The unexpected movements caused the mucous membranes to react with hypersensitivity. Naala: “Ah!? Haa...!” Ruzi: "Tell me. What do you want me to do...?" My insides hurt and I don't know what to do. I wanted to fill this void as soon as possible. Naala: “Ru…Ruzi…” Ruzi: “Yes…?” Naala: "...I want you..." Ruzi: “...!” Naala: “Kya!?” With a force that was unusual for Ruzi, my legs that had been closed were separated from each other. Immediately, he moved his body between them, and I was hugged so tightly that my back arched. The strength of his arms, the rapid beat of his heart, his wistful sighs - I can feel Ruzi's passion in everything. Ruzi: “Sorry…” Naala: “Huh?” Ruzi: "If you're scared, we can stop here. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself..." Something hard hit my inner thigh, and I realized that Ruzi was also aroused. The tip bounces as if expressing intense emotion. Naala: “Ruzi…” If I were to say "stop" right now, that would be the end of this. Ruzi is a kind person, regardless of his past wounds… Ruzi: "It's not that I want to bully you or anything, I'm just really worried. I don't want to hurt you..." Even faced with immense desire and lust, he never forgot his compassion for me. Such kindness permeates my heart and brings tears to my eyes. I want to respond to Ruzi's feelings. I want to accept his passion. Driven by desire, I decided to whisper. Naala: “…Go ahead." Ruzi: “Ngh, Naala…” The arched penis moved back and forth several times over the moist crack. After rubbing the tip as if searching for the entrance, it entered my twitching vaginal gyrus. Ruzi: “I’m putting it in…” Naala: “...!!” His hot shaft slowly pushes my insides open. The shock was more than I expected, and I almost screamed, biting my lip to endure it. My inner thighs were shaking slightly from the pain. Ruzi: “So tight…” Naala: "Ugh...!" Ruzi: “….As expected, you…” Naala: "Nn, ah, ha… huh?" Oh no. I have to pretend like this is not my first time, but it hurts so much. Panicked, I made a conscious effort to reduce the stiffness on my face. Naala: "It's okay...move. It's not my first time, so you don't have to be careful." Ruzi: “...” Ruzi's eyes narrowed. Feeling like he was peeking inside me, I turned my head away, and a sweet whisper was blown into my ear canal. Ruzi: "...But I want to be kind." Naala: "Ah......" Ruzi's heat is slowly filling up little by little. While taking shallow breaths, I waited for everything to settle inside. Naala: “Hmm, ku… ha, ha, ha…” Ruzi: “...It’s all the way in.” Naala: “Mmm…” Even just being in it causes a throbbing pain. My shoulders trembled in fear of what would happen if he moved. Ruzi: "...You're cute, Naala. My dear..." Ruzi didn't move right away, leaving it in and raining me with kisses. He traced my earlobes, my neck, my trembling shoulders...he put his lips on the back of my raised hand. Ruzi: "I want to just melt into you like this..." My consciousness shifted to the place where I had been kissed, and the pain inside faded away. When I feel more relaxed, I feel the joy of becoming one with Ruzi. Naala: “Ha, ah…” The more I can relax my mind, the more the tension in my body will be relieved. When it loosened, his penis, which was completely buried inside me, rubbed against my vaginal wall, creating a slight numbness. The depths of my body reacted and wriggled. Ruzi: "...It moves just a little." Naala: "Ah, hmm, ah..." It is shaken lightly while it is inserted all the way inside. As he continued to do it over and over again, the pain and discomfort gradually subsided. Naala: “Ah, fuah… ah.” Every time he moved, my lower back became numb. I had a strange feeling like I had a fever. Ruzi: "You're getting softer..." Naala: "Huh? Ah, hi... ah, ah." Ruzi, perhaps sensing a change inside, started to move a little faster. The walls of my vagina, which had just opened, stuck to his penis and clenched it tightly. As I frowned at the pain of my mucous membrane being pushed, soft lips were pressed against me. Ruzi: "...If only I could be the last man to hold you like this." His deep kiss made me swallow my words. As I gasped from lack of oxygen, he turned my face around and sucked my tongue over and over again. From the base of the tongue to the tip, every taste bud is dyed with the taste of Ruzi. Naala: “Hmm, hmm… haa, ah… Ruzi…” The inside of my mouth and the inside of my body are stimulated, and my head becomes foggy. In addition, when the tips of my breasts were stimulated, a large amount of honey overflowed. ...Every time Ruzi moves, a lewd sound is heard. Ruzi: "Ah...you're really wet now… Can you hear it...?" Naala: "Aaah, nah, ah, ah...!" Ruzi's hip movements gradually become more intense. Perhaps because my senses had become numb, my insides, which had become so strong, were writhing as if begging, squeezing Ruzi's shaft tightly. Ruzi: "It's amazing... it feels so good... If I'm not careful... I feel like I'll cum out soon..." Naala: “Ah, ah…!” I felt Ruzi's heat swell deep inside me, and my hips stiffened. An irrational, instinctive part of me wants the desires of my beloved. My insides convulse as if I'm hurrying, faster. Ruzi: “Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha… ku, Naala… Naala!” Naala: "Yay, ah! Ha, ah, ann!" Ruzi's long hair tied up behind him falls from his shoulders and tickles me. Even that touch turned into pleasure, and my whole body became abnormally hot. Pain and pleasure mix, creating a chill-like numbness. A sensation I had never experienced seemed to melt down my spine. Naala: "Ah! H-ah...!" Ruzi: “Hah, Naala…, Naala…!” Naala: “Ah, haa… ah… Aah!” Ruzi: “Ah... hah, hah, hah... c-cumming...!” Ruzi penetrated my deepest part with great force and pulled out his shaft. I feel the hot droplets on my stomach and feel a strange sadness… Naala: (Is it over…?) “Hah… ha… ha…” Ruzi: “Ah, ha, hah…” “Naala…” After kissing me with a light sound, Ruzi nipped my lips over and over again. As if trying not to forget the feeling. Naala: “Ruzi…” As I deeply inhaled the smell of sweat, I thought that I would never feel this smell or body temperature again. I let the love well up in my body and hugged him as hard as I could. Naala: (It's over...) This is my final promise. Now, the only trace of my love with Ruzi is the pain inside me. I gently placed my hand on my abdomen, imprinting the remnants of the fever in my chest. Ruzi: “I love you…” Naala: “...” How happy I would have been if I could have answered “Me too.” But such a day would never come. I shed tears instead of speaking, and they got wiped away by his gentle lips. …The rain will let up soon. ~END~