While Yuriko enjoys her married life, 'Yoshiki' continues his business as he protects Yuriko from all the dangerous secrets that would destroy their life together. ::>_<:: ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: incest Translated Video ...I think it was the beginning of a tremendously happy and equally painful ordeal. The young lady - Yuriko - and I... got married. Yes. I married my blood-related younger half sister. Of course, she doesn't know. And I will probably take the secret to my grave. If I ever find someone trying to reveal the truth to her, I'll wipe them off the face of the Earth without hesitation. I will do anything to protect this happiness. Yes, I must be ruthless, more than ever... For the sake of my wife, my sister, the woman that I love. Majima: "So... What did the organization say?" Man in Black: "They said it's never been better. Even in the entertainment facility in the Concession, money is flowing. I'm sure they still can't contain their smiles." Majima: "They'll stay harmless as long as you let them inhale that appealing sao. The problem is the military... I'm going to Manchuria soon, but don't let your guard down. I want you to report in detail." Man in Black: "Understood... The war is about to start. We need to hurry before it does." Majima: "I know. That's the plan." The man wolfs down his beef hotpot, polishes off the last of his drink, and once he's had his fill, gets up from his seat. Sitting alone in the tatami room, I take sips of my tea. I still can't drink alcohol. Still find the smell unbearable. Absent-mindedly, I cast my mind toward the future... A big job is coming up, Majima: (The war, huh...) War is an ugly conflict where humans carve up countries to secure their own profits. War will continue to exist in this world as long as people do. Humans are demons, filthy with desire. They plunge forward on their own will to ruin. They're a lost cause. But... I'm a much more rotten existence even when compared to those foul humans. I'm a child who was born out of a forbidden relationship. That's who I am. To think that I used to be oblivious to that fact... ...Until that man showed up. Yasuyuki: "You demon!! I finally found you!!" The man bellowed, brandishing his sword and looking more like a demon himself. Yasuyuki: "I'll make sure to erase you from this world right this instant!" With a slash of his sword to my back, I thought I was going to die. Even with slash wounds of her own, my mother was still trying to protect me. I watched as she was being cut into pieces right in front of me. Soaked in the pool of my mother's blood, I lost consciousness. ...When I came to , I found myself lying on a big bed in a castle-like manor. I also realized that my wounds had been looked after. By some miracle, I seemed to have made it out of that catastrophe alive. It might have been because my mother shielded me with her body. Clearly, both my father and mother were dead. Murdered by that demon of a man. And... The person who had saved me, the sole survivor, introduced himself to me as my biological father... He said he had buried my father and mother, who had died for my sake, in secret. In other words... he had erased my parents' existence without a trace. In order to conceal the sin of my parents' murderer... and by extension, his own sin. That was the moment I started to grasp my true identity. A demon - that's what the man yelled at me. Indeed, I might be one. However, the madness didn't result in my death... but in the death of the innocent couple who raised me. As time passed by, I began to swear to myself that I would seek revenge. Revenge against what? Against everyone... who was involved in bringing me into this world. My biological father said he was going to raise me. But by the time my wounds were healed, I ran away from him. I started doing everything one could possibly think of to survive. I kept my will to seek revenge close to my heart, and I felt no remorse preying on abominable humans. Before I knew it. I was knee-deep in the world of opium trading. I went to Shanghai and anchored myself to an underground organization. China was an opium haven. I made a lot of money by establishing smuggling routes. Of course, I kept my mind fixed on my revenge in everything I did. It was my driving force in life. So much so that I didn't mind the idea of dying after exacting my revenge. Before that time came, I continued spreading opium in order to ruin as many people as possible. My initial plan after entering the Nomiya household as a gardener was to observe the situation and take my time killing them all. ...But Yuriko waltzed into my life and destroyed that plan. I knew I had a younger sister. What I didn't know was that she would snatch my heart the moment I first laid my eyes on her. Yes… This instinct itself is demonic proof. As someone who inherited that awful blood, I couldn't seem to avoid being attracted to my sister who shares the same scent as me. So I began to postpone the execution of my plan, little by little... All for the sake of being with my sister even for a while longer. But the day to carry out my plan - my resolve - came. I decided to execute my plot on the day of her birthday party... Because I knew it was going to be the very day another man would take my beloved sister away. So yes, I made the decision out of jealousy. I thought I'd destroy everything before my sister married another man. But then Yuriko confessed to me. On an impulse, I decided to cancel my plans. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me to inform Saburo, who had been preparing to do the deed. To alert him before he killed that man... Before he let the brutes break into the manor. Because I knew that once the plan of my revenge started, I wouldn't be able to stop myself. Yuriko liked me... She felt the same way as I did toward her. Alas, I must have inherited the very genes that I detest. I tried to fight the urge to make my sister mine right away and, through painstaking effort, turned her down. I should've continued with my revenge plot. The regret came nagging at me time and time again, but the desire to seek revenge that I'd nurtured and grown in me began to wane as the result of my sister's confession. It was foolish, really. Yuriko's feelings for me were earnest. For my sake, she left the manor to work as a waitress to prove to me that we weren't separated by the wall called social status. Her admirable courage broke my resolve... ...But who am I kidding? My resolve broke because I was already at my limit. Whenever I didn't know what to do anymore, I would go to the red-light district to enjoy the company of prostitutes who looked even the slightest bit like my sister. I never thought my demon blood would thirst so badly for someone who also has the same thing coursing through their veins. The instinct was a frightening and cursed force to reckon with. Perhaps the blood affected not just the people that I knew. Demon blood commits cunning crimes and gets purified without being judged... At that time, I justified my emotion by telling myself that. My reasoning being that in order to avoid prolonging this abominable blood's life, it would be best for my sister and I to be together instead of having children of our own. Maybe I no longer have the ability to have children. After being slashed by that man's sword, I spent days wandering the boundary of life and death with my consciousness lost to a high fever. That period may have robbed me of my fertility. That's the only thing I can thank that bloodthirsty homicide for. I look down and realize my cup is empty. I must have finished my tea during my vague reminiscing of the past. Majima: "Well... I should probably go home." The Japanese army in Manchuria is making a huge profit by conspiring with a man who's known on the surface as a figure in a private news agency. Behind the scenes. However, the man is someone who does opium trafficking and is referred to as the opium king. I was the one who connected that man, the very person who has the rights to the trafficking in Shanghai, with the underground organization. I still give instructions to the organization even today while I'm in Japan. Things will surely dissolve into war, There are no bounds to human foolishness. If China and Japan get caught up in the war, traders must change their methods of doing business and where. That's exactly the reason I have to go to Manchuria soon. But I don't want to think about it now if I can help it. I just want to enjoy every second of happiness with my beloved Yuriko, who is waiting for me at home. As our house comes into sight, warmth wells up in my heart. Yes... That's my home. The place where Yuriko is waiting for me... The place where I should come home to. Yuriko: "Yoshiki! Welcome home!" Majima: "Thank you... I'm home." As soon as I make it inside, Yuriko pounces on and hugs me. It's been several years since we got together. That's enough time for her to lose her lady-lide manner of speaking... Although it does turn up sometimes. Yuriko: "Aren't you early? I thought you said you were going to eat out." Majima: "I did. If you haven't eaten, I can eat again with you, Yuriko." Yuriko: "Are you sure? You don't have to force yourself, Yoshiki." I made her call me by my false name - Yoshiki. My real name is Kiyoshi, but it's a name that I barely even associate with myself anymore. Besides,I was revived and parted from the dark world from the moment I met her as "Yoshiki Majima"... So yes, strictly speaking, I am Yoshiki. Majima: "You're right... On second thought, I think I'd prefer to have something other than dinner." Yuriko: "Huh? Wha-- H-Hey, what are you doing!?" She's standing in the kitchen, and I hug her from behind and kiss her on the nape of her neck. At first, Yuriko makes a fuss about stopping, but before long, she calms down and begins to let out a sweet moan. I put my hand in the seam of my kimono and rubbed her hot breast a little roughly. A sweet scent wafts up from Yuriko's neckline, and when I smell it, I get more and more excited. I hastily open the hem of her kimono and reach inside. Then, her soft place that was already dripping with moisture, wistfully entwined around my fingertips. Yuriko: "Ah, ah, ah, Yoshiki..." Majima: "... You're already this wet? How lewd..." Yuriko: "I-I can't... Just being touched by you... ah, I can't... ah, ah!" Yuriko raises a cute voice and convulses. Even though I only caressed her a little. Her fine-grained skin is moistly floated with sweat of lust, giving off an even stronger and sweeter scent. I'm sure I smell the same. We were each other opium. I can't live without her... If I don't hold her for a while, I feel like I'm going insane. No other woman can compare. She's something else. I only have Yuriko. I'm the only one Yuriko has. From the moment we knew each other's tastes and smells, we became one and can no longer be separated. Majima: "Do you want it...? Because I do..." Yuriko: "Please... I want it... hurry up..." Majima: "... As you wish..." I took out something that had already reached its limit and pushed it onto Yuriko, who was still standing. I strongly hold Yuriko's waist and pierce it all the way inside. With a muffled scream, she ascends again. Majima: "Ngh, ha..., ha, ah, so tight..." Yuriko: "Ha... Oh, ah!" Majima: "Ha, hah, ah..." "I can't hold it, Yuriko... Oh, it feels so good..." Her insides tighten and squeeze. A large amount of love juice spills out, and Yuriko's body trembles and twists with pleasure. I push my need violently inside while feeling like I'm going crazy with the supreme pleasure that I want to put out immediately. Yuriko presses her butt against me and madly shakes her hips. Majima: "Ha, ah, ah, ha, ha" "Does it feel good, Yuriko...?" Yuriko: "Ah, it feels good! Oh, it feels amazing, I-I think I'm about to come, ha, ha." Majima: "Come all you want... come lots..." "Do you like it from behind? Here, take it!" Yuriko: "Ah.... Aaah...!!" When Yuriko's legs floated up, she threw herself into a convulsive convulsion and reached a great height. At the same time, I was squeezed by the undulating vaginal walls, and I felt a pleasant sensation that made my waist wither. Majima: "Haah...haah...ah..." "A lot of it came overflowing... it looks like it's going to melt even me..." Yuriko: "Aa...haa...my body is numb... I can't take it any more..." Majima: "Good... I can't hold it much longer either... Let's come together..." "Put your butt out more... ah, yes... ah, ah, more, deeper... ah..." I shake my hips like a beast while rubbing her round breasts that spilled out of her completely collapsed kimono. The thick love juice that overflowed from Yuriko's honey pot made a loud noise, running down her thighs and dripping onto the floor. Yuriko: "Haa, haa, ah, ah, ah, ah" Majima: "Ngh, ah, ha, ha, ha" "Ah, feels so good, ha, ah, ah, I think I'm going crazy, ha, ah, ah" Following my movements, Yuriko also innocently shook her hips. I knew that both of us were about to climax. Our hips were sticking to each other, and it's already moving on instinct instead of reason. To put it bluntly, the compatibility of mating with Yuriko was really the best. It was an act of terrifying pleasure that made me want to throw everything away and indulge in it forever. Majima: "Ah, ah, ngh ha, ah, ah, I'm about to come, ah" "I'm coming, coming, inside you, ah, ah" Yuriko: "Ha, ah, me too, ah, ah, ah, coming, coming, ah, ah!! " Majima: "Haa, haa, ah" "Ah, ah, coming, coming, ah, ah, ah..." "Ah...ha, hah...!" I spit out a large amount of semen while piercing the innermost part of Yuriko. Yuriko's cervix is looming and she has also reached her climax. The two of us reach a state of self-indulgence, and for a moment they are thrown into a pure white world, and we can't see anything. Majima: "Ha... ah, ha, ha..." Yuriko: "Haa... ah, haa..." Majima: "Ah... I'm dazed... that was amazing..." "Hey... Are you okay, Yuriko...? How was it...?" Yuriko: "Uh-huh... hmm..." I suck the sweaty neck of the exhausted Yuriko. Before long, Yuriko loses her ballans and is about to collapse, so I hurriedly hold her. With that beat, my need slipped out. It is still erect and does not look like it's withering. At the same time, the semen I released leaked out and smeared Yuriko's inner thighs. Majima: "A lot is coming out..." "...Do you want to continue in bed...?" I picked up Yuriko, who nodded silently, and headed to the bedroom. I put Yuriko down on the bed soaked with our scent, and immediately lifted one of Yuriko's legs and put it on my shoulders. Yuriko is looking up at me with sweet misty eyes. In that position, I opened Yuriko's entrance again and pushed inside. Majima: "Mgh, ah, ha..." Yuriko: "Ha, ah ah... ha!! Ah, no..." As soon as I put it in, Yuriko seemed to melt again. Her insides tightened tightly around my need, and I narrowed my eyes with desire. Majima: "Haa, ah, feels good, Yuriko..." "Ah... Haa, ah, I can't stop... Ah... it feels so great, ah, ah" Yuriko: "Hi... ha... ah, I... again..." Majima: "Are you going to come again? Ah, come all you want... Ah, I can't see my limit either... I want to stay like this forever..." "Here, keep going... come on." Yuriko: "Ah, hah, ah, kyaaa...!!" With a splashing sound, Yuriko squirts clear liquid. As if I had melted into a puddle, I continued to go down, and Yuriko climaxed in quick succession, panting with an ecstatic face. She had the face of an addict. But I'm sure mine looked the same. Yuriko's endlessly overflowing love juices soaked the sheets, and our skin was shining wet with sweat. I don't know how long we have indulged. The flow of time seemed to have stopped. Majima: "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha" "Oh, I'm going to come again, oh, oh, oh" Yuriko: "Give it to me... ah, ha, give me lots, I want it all." Majima: "Oh, alright, I'll give you lots, ha, hah, ah" "Agh, I'll let it out, oh, I'll let out lots, ah, ah, hah" “Ah, ah, ah, ah... ah ah...!!” I don't know how many times I have ejaculated and climaxed. Even so, It did not wilt. It is standing strong inside of Yuriko. Majima: "Haa...ah...ha..." Yuriko: "Ah...You came a lot...hehe...ah, I'm so happy...haa..." Majima: "You still want more, right? I'll give it to you until there's nothing…” "I'll give you more and more... without thinking about anything else... until I faint... forever and ever..." Yuriko: "Yes... give me more... Yoshiki..." Majima: "I'll give you as much as you want... Haa... Ah... I love you..." "I love you...ah...forever and always..." We continued our deep embrace while stealing each other's breath. Immersing ourselves into our own private paradise, we drown in heavenly pleasure. ...Yes, our entire world existed just inside this room. Yuriko and I only need a place to love each other. I want us to stay connected. I don't want us to part for even for a moment. After the storm has passed, I hug Yuriko and tell her the bad news. Majima: "Yuriko...I actually have to go on a business trip in the near future..." Yuriko: "Ah... that's right... back to Manchuria?" Majima: "That's right... I'll be back soon." Yuriko: "Really? ... I'll be lonely, but I'll wait. All I need is for you to come back safely..." Yuriko doesn't know what I'm doing. I don't tell her anything. The horrifying and cruel truth is best kept secret. I want to alway protect you from the painful and sad reality. Do you know anything about war? Do you know how many tens of thousands, hundreds of millions of people will die? If it's to protect you, I am willing to become both a god and a demon. I'll make you happy. ...Only you. ~END~

Finally, after much hardship, nothing stands in the way of Majima and Yuriko's relationship. Not even social status or family ties... ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: incest Translated Video Majima: "...You have nothing to worry about. Please rest assured." Gently, Majima wraps his arms around Yuriko. The gesture makes her heart quicken its pace. ...Right now, in this room in the small inn, she is alone with Majima. Majima: "Did you know, Yuriko? Today is the day that we got married." Yuriko: "...Huh?" Majima: "In reality, we're practically a married couple because today is the day we decided to live the rest of our lives together." Yuriko: "Oh... Y-You're right..." Majima: "So please stop calling me Majima." Yuriko: "Huh? ...You're right. T-Then what should I call you?" Majima: "By my first name... Yoshiki." Yuriko: "...Yoshiki." She tries the name on her tongue and feels her cheek heat up. Up until now, she would refer to Majima as, well, Majima. But who would have thought calling him by his first name would be such an embarrassing and nerve-wracking experience? Yuriko forces out a laugh to hide her embarrassment. Yuriko: "Ahaha! I-It's kind of weird coming from me, huh?" Majima: "I could say the same for you. You were the one who told me not to call you 'my lady'." Yuriko: "Th-That's true, but... Calling you Yoshiki is different..." Yuriko squirms in Majima's hold and feels the top of her hair move as he laughs. Majima: "Do you... hate calling me by my name?" Yuriko: "N-No! Not at all. It's just... I still have a hard time wrapping my head around... this." Majima: "That we're together now?" Yuriko: "Yes..." She looks up at Majima. She takes in his features, there only a few inches away from her face. She rakes in the sight, studying his face as she's only looking at him for the first time. Majima's features are perfectly positioned and yet, his face doesn't appear cold-hearted. In fact, his expression is warm... She senses a sort of familiarity that feels like it's a part of her. Yuriko: "I was convinced that you would never accept someone like me..." Majima: "Oh? Where has your self-confidence gone to? Are you really the same person who ran away from home to work as a waitress?" Yuriko: "W-Well, I did all of those things in the heat of the moment... I couldn't just sit still once the idea hit me..." Majima: "Don't tell me you expected me to change my mind?" Yuriko nods silently. Taking in her response, Majima chuckles. Majima: "Sheesh... You either have a one-track mind or you don't think ahead at all..." Yuriko: "S-Shut up! I didn't have many options! That was the only idea that crossed my mind, so... I was so caught up in trying to make it work..." Majima: "Yes... I'm sure you were." The arms wrapped around her are getting tighter. Majima presses his lips against Yuriko's hair. Majima: "...But I am happy. I am happy that you went to such lengths for me..." Yuriko: "Majima..." Majima: "You mean Yoshiki?" Yuriko: "Oh! Y-You're right..." Majima: "Haha... It's fine. You can keep on practicing until you're used to it." Yuriko: "S-Sorry..." Majima: "Don't be... But in return, I'll keep calling you my lady." Yuriko: "What!? No! You can't do that!" Majima: "Why can't I? Aren't you being selfish?" Yuriko: "Because it's weird... I'm not a lady anymore." Majima: "...You are. To me, you will always be a lady." Majiima looked at Yuriko with passionate eyes. Yuriko's heart bounces loudly within her chest. As they hugged each other, they gazed into each other's eyes... Majima: "...I've always wanted to hold you like this..." Yuriko: "...Really?" Majima: "Yes... for a long time. Since the first day we met..." He buried his face in the nape of her neck. Involuntarily, she let out a hot breath. Majima: "I wondered what you smelled like, how it would feel to touch you... what kind of reaction you'd have..." "Time after time I imagined what it would be like, and shook it off each time.... Even in my head, I didn't want to defile you..." Yuriko: "I... I won't get defiled just by that..." Majima: "... But you are so pure. I am vile for imagining such things." Yuriko: "N-No, you're not... Even I imagined such things..." Majima: "What?" He raises his voice in surprise and stares at Yuriko. Yuriko made the embarrassing confession to Majima as she could hear the sound of her heart thumping inside her head. Yuriko: "...Every time I look at your shoulders or back… every time I look at your arms… ah, I thought you had a really nice body..." “When I saw you sweating and working in the garden... my heart would start to raise. There were many times when I wanted to snuggle up to you from behind.” With a strange excitement, tears began to well up. Yuriko: “I never imagined that I would be held inside your arm...” "Because I thought about you... all this time..." Majima: "...My lady..." Majima put all his strength into his arms and held Yuriko tightly. Yuriko gasped at the excessive strength, and her eyes grew hazy. Majima: "Don't say such things... I'll lose control..." Yuriko: "...I don't care, even if you do..." Majima: "It's no good... I won’t be able to hold back..." Yuriko: "Don’t hold back... I don't care if you do..." Majima: "Wh...why you...!" Majima grabbed Yuriko's shoulder and stared squarely at her. They looked at each other with misty eyes that seemed to be floating with desire. Majima's lips trembled. His fingers that held her shoulder were also slightly shaking. Majima: "Can I... kiss you...?" Yuriko: "Don't ask me... just love me..." Majima: "As you wish... my lady..." Majima's face came closer. Yuriko closed her eyes. Her lips were tightly pressed together as if to help. Majima: "Mnn... ah... My lady..." Yuriko: "Ma... jima, ah...ha" Majima's lips were warmer and softer than she expected. They embraced as they exchanged kisses, and their breathing gradually became rougher. When she opened her mouth as she tried to breathe, Majima's tongue slipped inside. His wet tongue licked the inside of her mouth, and Yuriko became dizzy. She couldn't believe that she was doing such embarrassing things with Majima. She feels like she's dreaming. She still thinks about the words that she had repeated in her head many times today. Majima: "My lady, my lady...!" Majima calls out to Yuriko while kissing her like he lost himself and begins to grope her body. Every time Majima stroked her body with his big hand, the part that he had touched felt like it was on fire. Then a hoarse whisper escapes Majima's lips. Majima: "Your obi..." Yuriko: "What...?" Majima: "Is it okay if I untie your obi..." Yuriko: "! ...Yeah... that’s fine..." Yuriko replied while in a daze. To untie her obi— that can only mean one thing. Oh God she wonders what will happen to her. While Yuriko was thinking in circles, Majima quickly untied her obi. Yuriko, who had never thought that a man would know how to take off a woman's kimono, was surprised and panicked. The tightness around her torso disappeared so smoothly that she felt lonely. Throwing the untied obi to the side, Majima pulled his lips back a little and stared at Yuriko with misty eyes. Majima: "Is it okay... if I take it off...?" Yuriko: "P-Please... don't ask me for every single thing..." Majima: "But... won't it be scary, if I do it without your permission...?" Yuriko: "I'm not afraid...because it's you... who is doing it." Majima: "... My lady..." Majima lovingly looked at Yuriko as he hugged her and cerested her cheeks. Majima: "Then... please undress me as well..." Yuriko: "Eh...? M-Me...?" Majima: "That's right." Yuriko: "T-Than I'll do it..." Yuriko put her trembling finger to Majima's kimono. As they awkwardly undressed each other, Yuriko wondered that her body itself would disappear if her cloth would peel off. It was as if the contents of her heart were exposed. She's embarrassed, but she can't take her eyes off Majima's bare skin. He was strong and had a well-built body. Skin burnt brown from garden work, thick muscles were breathing there that she couldn't see from the clothes. However, all she can see is his chest. She cannot see anything else as Yuriko closed her eyes and pressed her flushed cheeks against Majima's neck. Yuriko: "It's cold... Majima..." Majima: "...What are you talking about, when your skin is so hot." Majima's palm stroked her bare skin. With that feeling, she vaguely imagines what will happen next. However, she could not see the future. Feeling uneasy, she has no choice but to entrust herself to Majima. Majima's hand untied the last piece of clothing. Yuriko's whole body becomes like fire as she clings to Majima. Just like that, Majima collapsed on top of Yuriko and the futon. Yuriko panted with heat as their naked skins were in close contact. Something hard was pressed against her thigh... She's not naïve enough that she doesn't know what that tense thing is. Majima: "My lady... you are so beautiful..." Yuriko: "No... don't look..." Majima: "Why... Please show me everything..." Majima pecked at Yuriko's lips and caressed her bare skin. The palm of his hand traces the nape of her neck, enveloping her collarbone... and gently enveloping her breast. Yuriko's breath was disturbed while their tongues were entwined. Both their breasts started to pick up. She feels embarrassed as her nipples are stimulated and pinched between his fingers. Majima: "My ladies' breasts... are so soft..." Yuriko: "N-No... Don't touch them..." Majima: "You don't like it...?" Yuriko: "Ah, ah... It's embarrassing..." Majima: "...How cute... when you say such a thing, it makes me want to touch them more..." Yuriko: "Ah... Majima...ha" Majima's face moved downward, and he put her erect nipples in his mouth. Yuriko's hips jumped at the wet, soft, hot sensation. Yuriko: "Ah! Hah..." Majima: "...You're delicious, my lady..." Yuriko: "N-No... stop..." Majima: "Hmm... ah, hah" “I’m so happy… it’s nice and hard…” While sucking on one breast, Majima massaged the other nipple with the tips of his fingers and rubbed it up. Each time, an electric current ran through her lower abdomen, and she felt a gradual hot sensation spill out. Majima's actions are relentless. His lips are strongly attached to her nipple as the tip of his tongue is touching it. He's like a baby trying to suck the milk out. Majima: "Nn... fu, mnn, ha..." Yuriko: "Haa... ah, ah..." Majima: "Your hips are shaking... Does it tickle...?" Yuriko: "Because you... suck them too much..." Majima: "Is something hot...overflowing...?" Yuriko: "What...?" Majima: "Haven't you noticed...?" Majima's hand stroked her side and moved downward. Eventually, he follows her thighs and as he begins to stroke up between her legs, Yuriko starts to panic. Yuriko: "Ah... that's where..." Majima: "No, don't close your legs..." Yuriko: "B-but..." Majima: "Please, show me everything...my lady, everything..." Yuriko: "..." Yuriko blushed and closed her eyes. She slowly opens her trembling legs. Then Majima's fingers slide towards them. Before long, he arrived at a place that no one had ever touched… even Yuriko herself had never seen it. Yuriko: "Ah..." Majima: "...You're getting wet..." Yuriko: "Mgh...!" Even Yuriko knew that. Every time Majima kissed her and caressed her skin and breasts, she felt something damp between her legs. Majima's fingers slowly trace her folds. The slimy and wet feeling is transmitted to Yuriko as well. It felt embarrassing and funny. However, she could tell that Majima was terribly excited to touch it. Then, Yuriko endured the embarrassment and obediently clung to Majima. The smell of Majima's sweat is sweet. It's a very calming... pleasant scent. Yuriko was ecstatic. As Majima's body odor surrounded her, melted her tension, and she became able to accept his caresses obediently. Majima: "My lady... you're overflowing... How cute..." Yuriko: "M-Majima... I want to do something... for you too..." Majima: "Huh...? Something for me...?" Yuriko: "Please, tell me... What should I do...?" Majima swallows Before long, he leads Yuriko's hand and presses it against his crotch. Yuriko was surprised to be directly grasped, although she had felt it against her thighs. She couldn't believe that Majima had become so hard. Yuriko: "...Are all men... like this...?" Majima: "Yeah… that's right. Of course, it's not normally like this, but… this is what happens when we touch someone we love..." Yuriko: "What should I do with this...?" Majima: "...Please, hold it...and stroke it." Yuriko: "L-Like this...?" Yuriko timidly moved her hand. She doesn't know how hard it should be. When she moves her hand up and down while holding it, the thin moist skin expands and contracts. She thought that if she kept it as it was, his skin would be torn and it would hurt. Suddenly, as she wrapped the tip, she noticed something sticky spilling out of the depression in the smooth part. If this is involved, won't it hurt without friction? Yuriko wrapped her hand around and caressed Majima little by little. Majima: "Ah...hah, ah..." Yuriko: "Does it feel good... Majima...?” Majima: "Y-You're doing fine... my lady, ah... Ah, please don't stroke the tip so strongly..." Following Majima's words, Yuriko continued to stroke him. It was a strange feeling. It's a different part of Majima, but when she tampers with it, his eyes become moist and makes him gasp. The look on his face was so sensational that Yuriko could feel herself getting excited. Up until now, she had only thought about what Majima would do if she hugged him or kissed him, but she never thought that she would give him something like this. Majima was absorbed in kissing Yuriko and continued to caress her. Majima: "My lady... ah, ah... you too..." Yuriko: "Ah, ha... Ah, Majima." Majima's strokes gradually became stronger. Tracing her folds and stroking her sensitive part of the tip, he buried his finger inside. When his finger entered, she felt a dull pain, but even that sensation made Yuriko hot. It hurts even with just one finger, and if she gets what she's holding now, the pain must be so severe that she's sure she will die. But she wanted them to do so quickly. She wanted the pain to connect with Majima. She doesn't know why...even though they kissed and caressed each other for the first time just now... her whole body is already aching for Majima. It's like she has been waiting for this moment. Even though Yuriko didn't know the details of this act well... Majima: "...My lady..." Majima gently pulled Yuriko's hand away. Their hot gazes intertwined. Majima's hand spreads Yuriko's thighs. Yuriko clung to Majima's neck. At the center of it... she could feel Majima's hot mass. Majima: "Ah... My lady...ha" Yuriko: "Ah...ngh...ha" Majima rufly bit into Yuriko's lips. And at the same time, she moved her hips. She felt a heavy pressure on her crotch, and soon after a slight resistance, it was buried inside. Yuriko: "Hmm..." Majima: "Ah...hah...ahh... amazing..." There was a numbing pain in her limbs. Majima's need is inside her. It certainly hurts. It's a stabbing pain. It's a numbing sensation. But there was an unmistakable feeling of excitement. She feels Majima's thickness inside. Majima's body has entered into her own. Just thinking about it made her whole body burst into flames. Yuriko hugged Mashima tightly, pinching his waist with her thighs. Yuriko: "Ah... Majima..." Majima: "Ngh, ah, ha, ah" “My lady... my lady... hah... my... Yuriko... ha” "It's like a dream... holding you like this... ah... I can't believe it..." Majima enthusiastically hugs Yuriko and shakes his hips. Every time Majima moves, the pain burns inside her head. The combined skin is slimy with sweat, and their sweet fragrances mix together. The wet sound of their hips moving together reverberates. In a hot and humid room, Majima and Yuriko kissed passionately and entwined their tongues in a maddening closeness. Tears spilled from the corners of Yuriko's eyes. Majima licked them away and ran his tongue all over her face. Majima: "Oh...I love you...Oh, I love you so much...You're mine... You're mine alone...!” Yuriko: "Haa... ah, ah...Yoshiki ... ah, ah" Majima: "Call me by my name... once more... in your voice... Ah, so good... Ah, Yuriko, Yuriko!!" Majima's movements become more intense. Every time Yuriko called out Majima's name, she felt him tense up inside. Every time he pierced deep inside, she felt so much pain that the front of her eyes was foggy. However, she was thrilled that she accepted Majima so deeply. It was the first time that pain made her so happy. It was unbearable to see Majima furrowing his brows and having trouble breathing. Majima: "Uh, ha, ha, ah, ha..." "Haa, haa... Does it hurt? Are you okay...?" Yuriko: "I'm fine... keep moving... I want to feel you... deeper...!" Majima: "Ah, ah, don't... don't spoil me... I won't be able to stop..." "You love me too much... ah... I'm going to go crazy...!" Every time Majima moved, she felt like her body was floating. The pain gradually fades away, and all she can feel is Majima's heat and scent. It was a strange feeling. Even though there was only one part that was connected, it was as if her whole body had melted together... it felt like they had returned to being one body. Majima: "Haa, ah, your scent... it's so sweet..." "I have to calm down... but you're too lovely... Ah... how nostalgic... mine... you're mine... You belong to me!" Majima whispered passionately and hugged Yuriko even more strongly. Yuriko was engrossed as she clings to Majima while shedding tears of joy. She can't tell if it's pain or pleasure. She was just excited. She didn't want to leave. She wanted to be one with him forever. Majima: "Haa, ah, ku, uh, ha, ah" "Ah, ah, ah, I can't, ah, ah, hold it, anymore... ah, ah!" Yuriko: "Ngh, ha, ah, Yoshiki, ah, ah." Majima: "Can't, hold it, anymore... ah, ah... I'm coming... ah, ah..." "Haa, ah, ah, ah, ah...!!" Majima hugged Yuriko's body so tightly that her bones creaked as he moved violently. Then he shook and trembled several times, he shoved it so deep that sparks flew from her eyes. Yuriko: "Yo...shiki..." Majima: "Haa... ah... ah..." Even after that, he trembled several times, and before long, Majima relaxed on top of Yuriko. After a while, she felt something slip out. This... is his semen. Yuriko felt it to be true. In the small room, their rough breathing swayed. It was silent for a while, and their wet skin was piled up. He pecks her lips and brings their cheeks together. It was such a happy moment that she thought she could die like this. The two of them were still naked and dozed off after their intercourse. In Majima's chest, Yuriko is wrapped in his sweet body odor and is ecstatic. Majima gently combs Yuriko's short hair. The other hand wriggled from time to time as if checking the feel of the skin. Majima: "...I'm sorry for... overdoing it..." Yuriko: "Stop... don't apologize... I'm really happy..." Majima: "...I didn't know I was so animalistic." Yuriko: "...I like that side of you. Up until now, You've just been running away..." Majima: "...But I'm back, aren't I?" Yuriko: "Huh?... Ah..." Majima: "It's okay... Let's take our time to fix each other." Yuriko: "...Hehe. You're right..." Majima: "We have plenty of time, so..." Yuriko's eyes filled with tears at Majima's words. From now on, she's going to live with this man. She has no words to describe how happy she is. She gets to live with the man that she loves without having to be restrained by social status. Yes, she might be a child who lacks obedience and filial piety. But even with that sin on her shoulders, she still wants to be with Majima. Yuriko was immersed in warm happiness while feeling Majima's presence still remaining in her body. They will surely have to face various adversities in the future. But she has a feeling that she can overcome each one so long as Majima is by her side. This path must have been destined for them from the moment they met- no, from the moment they were born. She's sure of it. And the belief stems from the feeling in Yuriko's gut that she's reached the place where she belongs. ~END~

What do you do when somebody finds out about your horrid secret? Make them an accomplice so that they can never speak about it without revealing their part in it... ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: sexual assault, incest, prostitution, gaslighting, drug/substance abuse. Translated Video Yuriko didn't know she was so easily influenced until she got into this relationship with her brother. After eating lunch, she went back to her brother's room as he told her to, and even though it was still light outside and Fujita was downstairs, he gently hugged her. Since the sound of the bed echoe, she quietly and slowly exchanged acts on the chair where she was sitting as a model. Perhaps because it was done secretly and carefully, it felt even more obscene than last night, and although Yuriko was a virgin until yesterday, she had already felt the pleasure of being a woman. And then there were days like that. Yuriko spends most of her time in Mizuhito's room and enjoys her secret love affair with her brother. Mizuhito: "Fufu...you're still open. Right here..." Yuriko: "Ah, no... don't trace it, ah, brother..." Mizuhito: "You can't close your legs... it's strictly forbidden for a model to move..." After deeply kissing Mizuhito's lips, he was observing her hidden part with her legs on both sides of the chair. On top of that, Mizuhito was having fun, playfully using a soft brush to trace Yuriko's still wet spots. Mizuhito: "Oh, it spilled again... I think I can draw something with this honey." Yuriko: "B-Brother... uh, ah, ah, you're terrible... stop it, already..." Mizuhito: "Why? Is this tickling brush not enough?" Mizuhito chuckled and continued playing with Yuriko. Every time the soft tip of the brush traced her labia and tickled around her clitoris, Yuriko trembled at the playful sensation. Certainly, this is a life-or-death situation. She wants a clearer feeling of pleasure. But she couldn't say it. It was still too difficult for Yuriko to directly ask her brother for things on her own. However, she is nearing the limit of her patience. Perhaps Mizuhito knew about her sister's condition and was playing around with her. Mizuhito: "Hmm...? What do you want? If you don't tell me, I won't know." Yuriko: "Uh... Brother, you're so mean... You’re terrible, this is terrible." Mizuhito: "What's wrong? Just say the word and I'll do anything you want." Yuriko: "Mmn..." Mizuhito: "Hey... what's wrong? You're my little sister, so it's okay to be spoiled by your brother, right?" Yuriko realizes that Mizuhito has no intention of stopping this child's play until she asks her brother to do so. Biting her lip, Yuriko hesitated, but finally surrendered. Yuriko: "I-I..." Mizuhito: "Hmm? What was that?" Yuriko: “…Brother, I-I want you…” Mizuhito: "Me?... What about me?" Yuriko: "Ngh..." Yuriko couldn't stand her brother's teasing, and she immediately clung to his head. Mizuhito: "Ahaha, I'm sorry, I went too far." Yuriko: "Brother, you big, big idiot!" Mizuhito: "Fufu... I wonder if this has angered the princess.” Mizuhito gently stroked Yuriko's hair and hugged her back. And then, pressing his lips to her ear, he whispered with a smile. Mizuhito: "Will you accept my apology...?" Yuriko nodded without saying a word. She has already passed her limit. She couldn't help wanting her brother. Staring at each other as the tip of their noses touched, they shared a deep kiss. And when her brother took out something from below, Yuriko almost came just by looking at it. However, just when she was on the verge of getting that long-awaited pleasure. Hideo: "...You two, what do you think you're doing?!" Yuriko: "Huh...?" Mizuhito: "Hideo..." Suddenly, the door opened. And beyond the door stood Hideo, still in his military uniform. Yuriko and Mizuhito were both frozen by the sudden intrusion and couldn't move for a while. Hideo's face turned pale, he stepped into the room and violently closed the door. Hideo: "...I thought it was strange." After Hideo's intrusion, Yuriko finally came to her senses and hurriedly fixed her kimono. Mizuhito also grooms himself and leaves Yuriko. Then he tried to walk up to Hideo. Then suddenly Hideo stepped back and put his hand on the sword on his waist. Hideo: "Don't get any closer!! You filth!!" Yuriko: "Hideo..." Yuriko was taken aback by Hideo's actions. In response to that reaction, Mizuhito seemed rather calm and asked in a calm voice. Mizuhito: "...Why are you here? What happened to Fujita?" Hideo: "....When I heard at the entrance that you guys have been in the same room lately, I had a bad feeling about it. I was allowed to go up here directly, after saying that I had received your permission." Mizuhito: "...Lying to be let in, huh? That's quite a dirty trick." Hideo: “Are you going to preach a sermon while acting like a beast…!” Hideo is shaking with anger. Yuriko turned pale and stiffened as it seemed that he was about to draw a sword. She never thought that Hideo would see such a scene... Hideo: "I've always thought you were a worthless man, but I never thought you'd even get your hands on your own little sister... I should have done more research back then...!" Yuriko: "B-Back then...? What are you talking about, Hideo-san..." Hideo: "When you asked me to run an errand for the entertainment district..." Hideo narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yuriko. Hideo: "This is just too funny... I was foolish enough to help you guys back then, even though I felt suspicious feelings for your brother..." "Ever since then, I've been curious about you, so I did some research… and then I found out something terrifying… what happened to this demonic brother!" Mizuhito: "...What the hell are you talking about?" Hideo: "Do you want me to say it? In front of your beloved sister? Oh, I'll say it!!" Hideo doesn't stop. With a demon-like expression, he looked like he was about to burst into flames. Hideo: "Listen close, Yuriko!! Your brother is the most filthy man in the world!" "Your brother sells his body to a woman... he's a male prostitute!" Yuriko: "!?" Yuriko was stunned by his outlandish words. Is her brother a male prostitute? Is he selling his body to women? What the hell is he talking about? This doesn't make sense. Yuriko: "What...? H-Hideo...what are you talking about...?" Hideo: "What, can't you believe it? Well, listen. It's only because there's a Russian woman who has a ‘dog’ with a nice coat..." Hideo looks at Yuriko with a mixed expression of sympathy and anger. He begins to speak in an excited tone. Hideo: "Of course, it's not an open rumor. Lately, I've been hearing from people in the red light district who have come to visit me often." "At first, I had a slight premonition. Normally, I wouldn't be interested in this story, but I was curious about it. I was allowed to investigate." Mizuhito: "...Enough already. I get it." A quiet but intimidating voice interrupts Hideo's speech. Mizuhito leaned against the wall and looked at his childhood friend in military uniform with his usual languid eyes. Mizuhito: "So? Because I'm an obscene male prostitute, did you come to see my sister out of concern?" Hideo: "That's about it. I found out about this this morning. I was nervous because I wanted to check on you guys as soon as possible." Hideo glared at Mizuhito with an annoyed look. Hideo: “I always thought it was strange that you were so obsessed with your little sister.” Yuriko: "Hideo, that's...! My brother and I aren't in a forced relationship!" Hideo: "You are being deceived!! By this guy's pretty words!!" Yuriko: "No, don't say that, Hideo!" She desperately tries to clear up the misunderstanding, but seeing the scene of a brother and sister's love affair is not very persuasive. Yuriko was impatient. Hideo is visibly agitated, and at this rate she doesn't know what he's going to do. Mizuhito, on the other hand, was just staring straight at the listeners with cold eyes. However, maybe he got fed up with Hideo and Yuriko's back-and-forth argument, and he finally opened his mouth with an annoyed tone. Mizuhito: "...Listen, Yuriko. What Hideo is saying is true. I'm actually in a situation where I have no choice but to sell myself." Yuriko: “Brother... you're really... a male prostitute?” Mizuhito: "I had no choice. It was an order from my creditor. I would do anything to protect you and this life." Hideo: "Is it to protect your sister's life ... ha! You're such a narcissist." Mizuhito: "A narcissist? Whatever do you mean..." Hideo: "That's right! The best thing a guy like you can do to find a good marriage partner, is to marry yourself!" "Selling your own body just because you want to keep her by your side… it's so disgusting that it makes me sick!" Yuriko: "No... stop it, Hideo..." Hideo: "No, I won't stop. I'm doing this for you, Yuriko!!" "This man will close your future and ruin your whole life!" "Today I learned...that my biggest mission right now is to separate you from this house!" Mizuhito: "...Pfft" Suddenly, Mizuhito burst out laughing. Hideo's bloodshot eyes move. Hideo: "What's so funny…?" Mizuhito: "Hey, Hideo-kun... Isn't that strange. Calling me a narcissist, huh?" "I wonder if that's really something you can say..." Hideo: "Wh-what do you mean..." Mizuhito: "You liked her, didn't you? You've always loved my sister." Hideo: "...!" Yuriko: "...Huh?" What did her brother say just now? Yuriko stare at the frozen Hideo. Mizuhito looked satisfied with Hideo's reaction and smiled. Mizuhito: "I've been with Yuriko all this time. That's why I know everything about my sister. And I also know who's staring at my sister." "You're too easy to understand. If you had honestly told her that you liked her, she wouldn't have been robbed by someone like me by now, and you maybe even got married." Hideo: "D-Don't say another word..." Mizuhito: "Why? You just barged in on your own and said all that stuff about me and now you’re expecting me not to talk?" Hideo: "S-Shut up... Shut up, SHUT UP!!!" Hideo cried out with a bright red face. Hideo: "I can't stand listening to you. You are a corrupt male prostitute that tampered with your little sister!" "I can't stand it anymore... I can't keep her in such a dangerous mansion! I'll take her right away!! I'll talk to my relatives later! Prepare yourself!!" Yuriko: "...W-Wait, Hideo!!" Hideo violently grabs Yuriko's arm and tries to drag her out of the room. Hideo is serious. At this rate, she will really be torn apart from her brother. Yuriko's hair stood up in fear. She never imagined that the happiness she had worked so hard to achieve would be destroyed in such a way. What should she do, what could she do..." She tries to think of something, but the furious Hideo's power is relentless, and Yuriko is about to be lifted up like that, and involuntarily screams. Yuriko: "No! Brother, help me, brother...!" Mizuhito: "...Hold on, Hideo." Hideo: "Don't call my name! You disgraced noble!!" At that time, Hideo turned around vigorously to curse. With unexpected agility, Mizuhito moved quickly. It was exactly the appearance of being taken by surprise. The moment when Yuriko wondered what she was going to do. Hideo: "Ugh..." Yuriko: "...!?" Mizuhito: "...You're too violent in someone's room, you..." Hideo fainted immediately after her brother pressed a white cloth from his bosom to Hideo's nose. Yuriko is surprised and stumbles when Mizuhito embraces her. Mizuhito: "Are you alright?" Yuriko: "Oh, brother... What did you just do?" Mizuhito: "I let him smell a medicine that makes you sleep a little." Yuriko: "Where did you get such a thing..." Mizuhito: "...I'm 'Russia's dog,' after all. I can do something like that." Yuriko: "..." With mixed feelings, Yuriko looked down at the silent Hideo. Come to think of it, Hideo said that her older brother sold his body to a woman. And even her brother said it was true. Of course, she was shocked by that fact. However, the appearance of Hideo disturbed Yuriko's chest like a storm, to the extent that such a thing was overshadowed. Yuriko: (Hideo-san saw me... He said Hideo liked me... Brother put Hideo-san to sleep with medicine...) (...Why the hell did this happen...) At that moment, she could hear footsteps approaching the room. Yuriko was startled... These are Fujita's footsteps. Fujita: "Excuse me, my lord, I heard a loud noise earlier..." Mizuhito: "Don't worry. Everything is fine." Fujita: "...Is lord Hideo still there?" Mizuhito: "That's right... We are having a little discussion right now. Even if it gets a little loud, please don't mind it." Fujita: "...Understood." Then, the footsteps grew farther away. Fujita is a man who is loyal to the head of the family. Even if he's suspicious, he doesn't express his feelings. Now, she was grateful for his thoroughgoing loyalty to his master. Of course, it would be a tragedy for Hideo. Looking down at her childhood friend sprawled on the floor, Yuriko felt guilty again. Yuriko: "But what are you going to do...? You've put Hideo to sleep..." Mizuhito: "...For the time being, let's get him off the floor. Shall we let him sleep in bed?" Yuriko: "O-Okay... I'll help you." Agreeing with her brother's suggestion, Yuriko helped carry Hideo's body. However, the unconscious body of an adult man was heavier than she had imagined, and Mizuhito struggled to finally lift him onto the bed. Her brother, who is a man, also had sweat on his forehead. Yuriko becomes exhausted and almost sits on her floor. Mizuhito: "Hmm...he is quite heavy...he looked slender, but as expected of a soldier, he seems to be well-trained." While saying that, Mizuhito dragged something out of the back of the cupboard. It was a thick rope. Why is there such a thing in her brother's room? Yuriko has a bad feeling and inadvertently asks. Yuriko: "B-Brother... what are you doing?" Mizuhito: "Oh? You mean this?" Her brother smiled with his usual gentle face. Mizuhito: "I'm going to tie Hideo up of course." Yuriko: "W-why...!?" Mizuhito: “…Yuriko, do you want to be separated from me?” Yuriko: "Well, of course I don't like that... but what are you going to do with Hideo-san tied up...?” Mizuhito: "...Make him our accomplice." Yuriko: "Accomplice...? What do you mean..." Mizuhito: "...Involving himself in what he calls filthy deeds." Yuriko: "....!" Yuriko understood what her brother meant. The fastidious Hideo would probably go through hell. And it should be a memory that he can never tell to others. That means that Yuriko and Mizuhito cannot be exposed either. Because it also leads to exposing his own shame. Yuriko understood this and stared in horror at her brother as he deftly tied up Hideo's body. And then, suddenly, she realized the abnormalities of her brother's act of playing with her secret place with a brush earlier. Yuriko: (...Since when did brother become so broken...) His act towards Yuriko, and this idea towards Hideo, are not normal things to do. Is it the result of Mizuhito's own spirit being undermined little by little by what Hideo said about him being a male prostitute? However, it was undoubtedly her fault that she let her brother go that far. Even if she realized that now, Yuriko didn't have the option of leaving her brother. Hideo called Mizuhito a narcissist, and Mizuhito also ridiculed Hideo for also being a narcissist. And maybe Yuriko herself is one as well... Hideo: "...Mnn..." She can hear Hideo moaning after being gagged Yuriko was taken aback. She shuddered with chills as her skin sensed an uneasy presence. Her brother looks at her and smiles with a dark look in his eyes. Mizuhito: "Well then... let's get started." Yuriko: "...What should I do?" Mizuhito: "Let's see... I don't think Hideo has any experience with women." Mizuhito glanced at Hideo with a pleasant look. Mizuhito: "Considering his personality, he probably never hangs out with geisha in the red light district. That's why I think you should be Hideo's first woman." Yuriko: "What..." Yuriko was terribly surprised by Mizuhito's remark. She thought we were in love until a while ago, but could it be that her brother didn't care about her? Mizuhito: "Oh, don't get me wrong." As if sensing Yuriko's anxiety, Mizuhito shook his head. Mizuhito: "What we do to Hideo is just a way to get him to keep a secret. The fact that you and I only love each other doesn't change... right?" Yuriko: "B-But... brother... I only want you..." Mizuhito: "It's okay." Mizuhito smiled softly and kindly. Yuriko's heart fluttered painfully. It was a beautiful smile that seemed to be out of this world. Mizuhito: "Leave it to me. If you do what I say, I'm sure everything will be fine.” Yuriko: "R-Really...?" Mizuhito: "Of course... Do you doubt your brother...?" Yuriko hurriedly shook her head at her brother, who had a slightly sad look on his face. Hideo: "Hm...gu, mnn" Yuriko was taken aback by Hideo's groans. Hideo, opening his eyes wide, is squirming on the bed. Mizuhito: "...Come, Yuriko…" Yuriko: "Okey..." Yuriko approached Hideo as if being manipulated. Hideo, who isn't fully conscious, does not react much to Yuriko's appearance in his field of vision. Mizuhito: “Take out his shaft... It must be your first time, so please lick it gently with your mouth.” Guided by her brother's soft voice, Yuriko opens the front of Hideo's uniform with slightly trembling fingertips. She quietly unties the exposed loincloth and undresses Hideo, who probably doesn't know the touches of a woman yet. Hideo: "Hmm...mnn...?" His lower abdomen touched the air directly, and Hideo shook his hips fidgeting as if he had regained full consciousness. Yuriko was shocked, and before she was completely awake, she immediately cringed and put it in her mouth. Hideo: "Nhg...!?" Yuriko: "Hmm... Ah..." Hideo: "Uhg...! Mnn..." This time, Hideo woke up. He found Yuriko's head moving up and down between his crotch and opened his eyes wide. Mizuhito: "Ahaha! Oh, that's funny... I've never seen Hideo's face like that. You're always so stoic." Hideo: "Agh! N-Ngh!!" Hideo is ridiculed by Mizuhito, his face flushes bright red and he groans violently. If he raises his voice too loudly, Fujita will enter the room. As if scolding Hideo, Yuriko sucked in Hideo's shaft. Hideo: "Hmmm!! Mnn... mgh…!" Yuriko: "Hm...mmm, uh..." Hideo suddenly becomes quiet and begins to tremble. The things in Yuriko's mouth became harder and harder, and eventually became too big to hold in her mouth. Hideo: "Hmgh, fu, uh, nk, uh" Mizuhito: "Oh, I can't believe it. It seems you really don't know women." "Ah, or is it because of Yuriko that you are so sensitive?" Hideo: "Nuu! Ngu, mnn, uu!" Hideo raised his voice as if to argue against Mizuhito's teasing tone. However, because Yuriko constantly sucks on his erect part, his waist softens and his snort becomes rough. As Mizuhito watched his little sister dutifully serve his childhood friend, he let out an annoyed sigh with blank eyes. Mizuhito: "Hey, what do you think...? What does Hideo taste like?" Yuriko: "Ah..., w-what... brother..." Mizuhito: "Wait a minute, doesn't it stink? You're probably sweating on your way home from military service, and you're a virgin anyway... so I don't think you've washed it much." Hideo: "!! Hmm... mgh... hm" Mizuhito: "Ahaha! Are you concerned now? But Hideo... the woman you love is licking your dirty and smelly part...?" "Isn't that wonderful? You should be thanking me." Mizuhito smiles cheerfully and walks up behind Yuriko, who is using her mouth with all her might. As she was doing that, he rolled up the hem of her kimono. Yuriko: "B-Brother...?" Mizuhito: "I'll moisten you too... as a reward for your hard work..." Immediately, Yuriko felt Mizuhito's moist breath, sending shivers down her spine. The wet and warm feeling of the tongue envelops her female genitals that are flushed. Yuriko: "Ahhh! Ah, uh...fu..." Mizuhito: "Oh, you're so wet... As expected, my sister is so adaptable..." With a giggle, Mizuhito carefully puts his tongue between her labia, then erects and gently puts the coral ball with her foreskin on his tongue. And, as he played with that bulging thing with the tip of his tongue, Yuriko looked up and gasped. Yuriko: "Haa!! Ha, ah, fuhi, fu, ah, ah!" Hideo: "Hmmgh! Ku, u, nu, u, u" Due to her brother's caress, Yuriko involuntarily puts her teeth on Hideo's tip. However, instead of withering away, Hideo's hardness increased remarkably, and the dew of the advance was overflowing. Yuriko has no choice but to writhe in pleasure while clutching Hideo. Yuriko: "Huh, ah, ah, brother, ah, with this, I can't concentrate, ah." Mizuhito: "Fufu...it's already simmering...you're so sensitive..." "But today I'll make you feel better...I'll show you a world you never knew..." Yuriko: "Ah..." Right after that, she felt something slipping into her vagina. Mizuhito pushes it all the way in with his finger and gropes the mucous membrane as if to rub it inside. Yuriko: "B-Brother... what are you doing..." Mizuhito: "It's a medicine that makes you feel good... you can get pleasure like you've never felt before..." Yuriko: "Eh... what? It's scary..." Gradually, the inside of her body became hot as if a vague fire had been lit. Her heart beat faster and she felt slightly dizzy. Hot, sticky sweat erupts from her skin, and she feels her whole body becoming sharper. Mizuhito: "Don't be afraid, it's okay... Now get on top of him..." Yuriko: "O-Okay..." Mizuhito: "I am with you... right...?" Following Mizuhito's words, she slowly straddled Hideo's erection. At that time, Yuriko knew that she was wet as if she had a rough round before. The moment she opened her crotch on Hideo, there was a loud noise, and an abnormal amount of love juice spilled out and slipped down her thighs. Yuriko: "Oh, wow, what's going on with me..." Mizuhito: "It's okay...just sit back..." Yuriko: "Ah, b-brother, agh..." Half forcibly, Yuriko's waist was lowered by Mizuhito's hand. Hideo, who was easily buried in Yuriko, was surprised by that first sensation, and his body stiffened. Hideo: "Agh...!! Mn...mn..." Yuriko: "Haa... haa... ah, it's kind of weird...." The mucous membrane inside her honey pot was so hot that it was unbearable. She wants to rub her insides as soon as possible... Her primitive and intense desire drives Yuriko into a corner. Hideo: "Agh! Ah, ha, ha, hah!!" Yuriko: "Ah, hah, hah, ah, no, no, I, ah, I'm scared, what should I do, brother, brother." She can't stop her waist. She can't stop. It's unbearable to have Hideo's erect shaft roll up her mucous membrane and have it pushed up into her womb. Her insides are moving so much that even she can be conscious of it. Trying to squeeze out the man's semen, it moves like a different creature. Hideo: "Agh, hah, ah, ha" Yuriko: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" Hideo: "Haguu, ugh, hu, ah, hu, ah, ah!!" Hideo suddenly convulsed. Then, it pulsates in the flesh of Yuriko and spits out semen. In an instant, Hideo ejaculated. Mizuhito: "Oh...that was really early." While gently stroking Yuriko's flushed body, Mizuhito whispered in a slightly hoarse voice. Mizuhito: "But what do you think, Hideo... you don't seem to be withering...?" Hideo: “Ugu...Uh... ah....” Certainly, there was no sign of Hideo shrinking inside Yuriko. Despite ejaculating, it's getting harder and harder, and it's hot inside Yuriko. Mizuhito: "Fufu... You were rubbed by the medicine-soaked mucous membrane... It has that kind of effect..." Yuriko: "B-Brother, what should I do..." Yuriko shed tears before she knew it, but she still couldn't stop moving her hips and wriggled loosely. Mizuhito: "I wonder... how far it is opened..." After muttering that, Mizuto slowly put his finger into Yuriko's vagina, which was still holding Hideo inside her. Then, it will be buried without any resistance. Just like that, Mizuhito put a few fingers into it as if to test it. Yuriko: "Ah... b-brother... what are you doing..." Mizuhito: "Amazing...it's already wide open..." Mizuhito smiled bewitchingly and licked his red lips. Mizuhito: "It seems that Hideo alone isn't enough for you here..." Yuriko: "Eh... wh-what do you mean..." Mizuhito: "Come on, Yuriko... Lean your body forward a little... Stick your butt out... That's it..." With a blank mind, Yuriko obediently followed her brother's instructions. With Hideo still inside her, Yuriko's back was gently hugged by Mizuhito as she slumped forward as if to fall onto the chest that was tied in front of her. Mizuhito: "...Chew this..." Yuriko: "Huh...? What..." Mizuhito pushed a towel into Yuriko's mouth. Just when she was wondering what it was for, Mizuhito's fingers pried open Yuriko's wet vagina. Yuriko: "Mnn...!?" Hideo: "H-Hmgh!!" Yuriko: "Ngh...!!!" Sparks flew in front of her eyes. A violent shock, like tearing. Her vision bursts into pure white. She felt like all the pores of her whole body were open. She heard a sound from her lower limbs like she had never heard before. Another phallus screwed deep inside. Mizuhito: "Haa...haa, this is amazing...hey..." "But... it's all wet... it's moving inside... How is it? Isn't it great?" Yuriko: "Mgh...mnn,ng...ha..." Yuriko was no longer able to reply. Her stomach was filled with two cocks in her vagina and she felt like she was going crazy with the sensation of an abnormally expanded entrance. She didn't know what the medicine Mizuhito used was, but her love juices overflowed endlessly, and the spread of the penis felt so good that she could die. Mizuhito: "You've gotten used to it...then it'll work..." Yuriko: “Ngu...!? Agh, ah, ha, ah, ah, haaaah!!" Hideo: "Ukuuu!! Uku, auguu, nguu!!" She felt the two shafts rub against each other inside her body. As Mizuhito moved, Yuriko's hips shook, and Hideo's penis was also rubbed by the entwined mucous membrane and Mizuhito's genitals, and it got excited. Yuriko: "Gugh, Ugu, mnn, ha, hah, AAAAAAHHH" Mizuhito: "Haa, haa, ah, fufu, what an amazing voice, ah, ah, it's unbearable, ah, ah, ah" Hideo: "Uh, uh, uh, fu, n, kuuh, uh" She can't think of anything. Her whole body becomes a volcano of pleasure, as if she existed for nothing else. Rubbing her forehead against Hideo's chest, Yuriko rolled her eyes and squealed like a pig. Already, there was no shame.There was no reason. Mating here are three beasts. They fell into Sodom, the city of immorality. But why does this pleasure feel like paradise? Mizuhito: "Ha, ah, ku, ha, ah, ha" "Nkuh, ah, ah, ah, ah, I should also come inside once, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah." Yuriko: “Hmm!! Mmn, mgh, nm, ngh!!" Hideo: "Haa, ah, fu, n, uh, fu, uku!" Mizuhito: "Kuh, ha, ah, ha, ah" "Ah, ah, ah, coming, coming, ah, ah" "Aaaah...!!" Mizuhito hugged Yuriko tightly as he came inside her. At the same time, Yuriko is attacked by a sensation of a small amount of water leaking out. But it doesn't smell like ammonia. Somehow, something else seems to have erupted from her pubic region. The semen that drips and flows into the interior of the vagina. Under Yuriko, Hideo is also cramping. Apparently, he had come as well. Mizuhito: "Oh... you've spewed tide... fufu... you're so cute..." Yuriko: "...Ngh...mnn...hmm..." Mizuhito: "Does it feel good...? Hey...you're amazing, Yuriko..." "See...I'm still fully erect… I wonder how long we can stay connected...? Shall we try..." Yuriko, who was messed up with semen for two people, is still happily licking and sucking their cocks. The penis, which had remained stiff and erect, began to move again. Yuriko let out strange animal-like sounds, drooled, and spouted many tides with her love juice. ...Ah. How long will this feast last?" When will the hideous, hellish rituals of keeping secrets end? However, her body, shivering with chills, also felt dreadful excitement. It wasn't just the drugs, it wasn't just physical pleasure, it was the kind of excitement that welled up from the depths of her heart. Madness can be contagious. From Mizuhito to Yuriko. And maybe to Hideo too... ~END~

While they're locked in the storehouse, their passion for each other burns as hot as the flames that are closing in on 🔥them... 🔥 Translated Video Yuriko makes her way to the storehouse, the place she hasn't been to since her childhood, with Mizuhito. The storehouse is located a little ways away from the manor and now it looks much smaller and older, obviously due to the passage of time, compared to the one in her memories. Yuriko: "I'm amazed you can nap in a place like this, brother..." Mizuhito: "It's surprisingly comfortable once you get used to it. You should try making frequent trips to the storehouse." Yuriko: "What for? This isn't exactly a place that anyone visits as often as you do. It's full of dust and dark... And I bet it's freezing here in winter." She heard that the family heirlooms had been sold off to help the household get by, so she thought the storehouse would be vacant. But when she got to the second floor of the storehouse, she's met with a cramped space with all types of trinkets haphazardly lying around. She turns around and yes, the place is indeed packed with objects, including wicker clothes hampers and other stuff she can't even name. Finding something worthy here now sounds like a real challenge. Yuriko: "Hey, brother? You come here a lot, so you must be familiar with where things are, right?" Mizuhito: "Actually, no. I'm just as clueless as you are." Yuriko: "Huh? Well, that's unexpected..." Looking at his sister's openly discouraged expression, Mizuhito gives her a broad smile and shrugs. Mizuhito: "What do you expect? I only know that most of the contents of those hampers are kimonos. There are some literary magazines here, but I've read them all." Yuriko: "Have you seen anything that used to belong to our mother? Her photographs maybe? Or a diary?" Mizuhito: "I think we will find something if we start searching. But be warned, I have absolutely no idea what stuff is where." Yuriko: "...I think your prediction is going to come true, brother. I'm going to be visiting this storehouse a lot." She sighs, already feeling a headache forming. It's going to take who knows how many hours to open all of these hampers. And there's no guarantee that you will find anything important. Knowing that this is going to be like trying to find a needle in a haystack, her motivation flies out of the window. She racks her brains, trying to come up with a better, more efficient solution. Mizuhito: "Relax, we can take our time. I mean, I don't see why we have to be hasty." Yuriko: "That's true, but... I don't know. this is starting to feel a lot like wasting our time doing something that may end in vain." Mizuhito: "...Why don't we do something that won't feel like a waste of time then?" Yuriko: "Huh?" Suddenly, she was hugged from behind. Yuriko's heart fluttered with excitement as her long, lustrous hair wrapped around her neck. She felt her brother's secret breathing on her cheek. The scent of that faint love affair heats up the depths of her body. Yuriko: "B-Brother...?" Mizuhito: "...Don't worry, even if you raise your voice, no one will be able to hear it outside.” Yuriko: "I-I don't think so..." Yuriko was taken aback. Could it be that her brother brought Yuriko here with the intention of doing this from the beginning? Was trying to find something just a pretext for this? When she looked back at her brother with a suspicious look, as expected, he was staring at Yuriko with a pleasant smile on his face. Yuriko: "Y-You're terrible... brother..." Mizuhito: "Why? Is it so terrible to want to hug you more?" Yuriko: "Well, it's not like that, but..." Mizuhito: "It's fine, isn't it? Or do you hate it...?" When he asks it in such a sweet voice, Yuriko will definitely not be able to resist her beautiful brother. However, it was frustrating that she was caught in a trap. Yuriko involuntarily stares at her brother who always has her at his mercy and she hates it. Yuriko: "...Only for today." Mizuhito: "Oh? Why's that?" Yuriko: "Because I don't want to stay in a place like this for a long time." Mizuhito: "...Fufu. I see..." Yuriko's ears turned bright red and looked down, Mizuhito let out an amused chuckle. Mizuhito: "Oh, of course, just for today. I promise." "So don't be so sulky, alright...?" It's times like this that she really feels like he's good at picking on women. If that was true, she should have been more angry, but for some reason she allowed her brother's tricks. Is there any woman who can resist this soft, ear-tickling, luscious voice? She felt her brother's fingers running smoothly on her neck. Yuriko closed her eyes, feeling close to giving up, to the sign of the sighing that came close. However, the promise of "only today" that we exchanged at the beginning gradually became meaningless. At some point, both Yuriko and Mizuto became obsessed with embracing each other in this dark storehouse. Wearing the lustrous kimono her mother used to wear when she was young, she opened her legs to her brother like a slut. That perverted situation was more sensual than ever. Yuriko: “Ah, ah… so good, brother, more…” Mizuhito: "Oh, that's fine... You like it from behind , don't you? ...When I thrust it deep, it will tighten so well." Yuriko: "Nn, hmm, ah, because it feels good there, ah, ah." Mizuhito: "Ku, ah, ha, ah, oh, I can't take it... Ah, I love you, I love you, Yuriko..." With a posture like an animal crouching on a tatami mat, when she accepts her brother from behind, she is tossed by a helpless pleasure that makes her want to tear the rush. With each repeated number of times, Yuriko came to understand the taste of love affairs. At first, she was happy just to connect with her brother, and she wanted to embrace him even if it meant enduring some pain. But now, the feeling of wanting to get pleasure together is growing. The pleasure of being embraced by her brother, deeply kissing, rubbing her skin, and being thrusted inside. It was really comfortable and Yuriko was absorbed in it. Only at this time, when she was embracing her brother, was she able to forget the sad and painful things that were happening in reality. And the space of this storehouse had a mysterious and profound atmosphere, like a different world, somehow separated from the world outside. It may be because, over the years, these plastered walls have been a kind of monstrous thing that has continued to exist over time. Yuriko: “Mnn, hmm, brother, more…” Mizuhito: "Ah, of course, I'll give you as much as you want..." At that time, they hear loud noises right outside of the storehouse's closed door. The noises are alarming enough for the two of them, who have been engrossed in their love affair, to snap out of it and exchange glances. Yuriko: "Brother... What was that?" Mizuhito: "I don't know... I'm going to take a look." Peeling himself away from Yuriko, Mizuhito fixes his kimono and walks to the entrance. Yuriko herself pulls the fronts of her kimono to cover her breasts, staring at the back of brother with worry. They can make all kinds of noises in the storehouse and people outside will barely notice. Perhaps that's why they were quick to get in each other's way and indulge in daring activities. Maybe someone heard them— there's always that possibility. And the two of them must have been so drunk on each other that they failed to be mindful of the noises they made. Mizuhito: "...?" Her brother is standing in front of the storehouse door, trying to open it, but there's something off about the gesture. Mizuhito keeps turning the doorknob. But then he grimaces and turns to Yuriko with a defeated look on his face. Mizuhito: "...Someone has locked us in. The door won't budge." Yuriko: "What!?" Yuriko pales, words die on her tongue. ...Who would lock them inside the storehouse? Anyone who walked close enough to the door would notice that there were people inside. They couldn't have been locked in by accident. Yuriko: "What do we do, brother?" Mizuhito: "We wait. Wait for Fujita to realize that we're missing. Or we can scream. I'm sure Majima will pass by at some point and notice us." Yuriko: "Hmm..." Knowing that they may not be able to get out, the lamps of the dim storehouse lose their warmth— they appear spine-chilling instead. But maybe her brother is right. Someone is bound to notice that they've been locked inside. Yuriko: "Then wait we will..." Mizuhito: "Yeah. The window on the second floor is covered with bars, so... this door right here is our only way out." A heavy silence falls upon them. They're most definitely not in the mood to continue their love-making anymore. After fixing the kimono that they have loosened for each other, they weakly lower themselves to sit on the floor. When will someone come to rescue them? Yuriko: "...Do you know where Fujita could be?" Mizuhito: "Outside, I guess. And he'll probably be back after dark, Aki will probably come first to cook us dinner." Yuriko: "But... I wonder if Aki will even pass by the storehouse?" Mizuhito: "...I don't know. All we can do for now is wait." "You can sleep. If you're cold, there's a lot of kimono inside the hampers. You should wear them." Yuriko: "Sure... Thank you, brother..." Summer has passed and the season is turning to autumn. Once the sun sets, the weather becomes a little chilly. And it's even more so inside this storehouse, given that it has no electricity. However, she must be too anxious because sleep refuses to claim her consciousness. So the two of them huddle together, leaning against the wall, while waiting for help to come. ...Eventually, the sun sets, sinking below the horizon. The vicinity of the storehouse is engulfed in darkness. The indistinct glow of the lamps dances over their faces, amplifying the paleness of their anxious features. Yuriko: "Why is no one coming to save us?" Mizuhito: "Yeah... And that's odd. The manor should be panicking right now, trying to locate our whereabouts." Mizuhito says and there's impatience in his usually poised tone. At that moment, they catch a faint noise filtering in from outside the storehouse. Mizuhito's reaction is instant– he quickly gets up from his spot. And then, he runs up to the second floor of the storehouse and opens the heavy window. He grabs onto the bars and looks outside. Mizuhito: "Hey! Is anyone there!? Hey—" But he doesn't seem to get any response. She looks up only to see Mizuhito staring intently at something with his fists curled tightly around the bars. Yuriko: "...Brother? What's wrong?" Mizuhito: "..." Mizuhito blinks and snaps the window shut. His strange behavior spooks Yuriko. Yuriko: "...Brother?" Mizuhito walks down the staircase with a blank look on his face. And then, he kneels down so that he reaches Yuriko's eye level before taking her hands in his and gripping them tightly. Mizuhito: "...Yuriko. I want you to calm down and listen to me." Yuriko: "Huh?" Mizuhito's eyes are glinting with a strange glow. It's an expression Yuriko has seen before and it terrifies her. The air around them is charged with tension and she can feel it. She doesn't want her brother to continue, but she also doesn't want him to prolong his silence. But she certainly never expected to hear Mizuhito's next words. Mizuhito: "...It looks like the manor is on fire." Yuriko: "!? What!?" Mizuhito: "The trees around the storehouse are also burning... Soon, we'll be surrounded by a sea of flames." The gears inside her brain stop. She cannot form a single thought. She cannot form a single thought. ...The manor is burning? But why? That's impossible. Yuriko: "But why? What would cause the fire— I don't understand..." Mizuhito: "Me neither. But... I can say for sure that it's on fire. I caught a glimpse of the fire and... I don't think a fire at that scale was caused by an accident." Yuriko: "So… whoever trapped us in here, also set the fire?" Mizuhito: "Very likely, yeah..." Mizuhito sags down against the wall, powerless. Mizuhito: "Okey... What should we do now? We can't escape through the window and the door is locked. The wall is too thick for us to destroy..." Yuriko: "Brother... What will happen to us?" Mizuhito: "...Storehouses are meant to protect the household's family heirlooms from fires, so I don't think this building will crumble. But..." Mizuhito looks up at the ceiling, his gaze hollow. Mizuhito: "If the storehouse is surrounded by fire... I doubt we can get away alive even if we don't get burned in the flames." Yuriko: "Which means... if we stay here, we will..." The temperature inside the enclosed warehouse begins to gradually rise. They can hear the sound of something burning and crumbling outside. The worst case scenario springs to Yuriko's mind in the blink of an eye and she trembles, clinging to Mizuhito. Their exposed chests were tough, pressed against each other. The situation is far from ideal, but her entire body is glistening with the sweat of desire. ...Yuriko and Mizuhito stare into each other's gaze. Then, they brought their faces closer to each other and violently kissed. Yuriko: "Ah, ah... Oh, brother..." Mizuhito: "...Tonight you're the prettiest you've ever been..." She was pushed down strongly and her chest ached. Her plumb, rounded breasts are massaged with an unusually violent force. Even before being touched, her nipples were hard and lumpy. Mizuhito violently sucked her tip, grabbed her by the waist, and pushed his swollen penis into her vagina. Yuriko: "Ahhhh!!" Mizuhito: "Ah...you're so wet...it sounds amazing, Yuriko..." Yuriko: “Oh, oh, brother is also amazingly big!!” Mizuhito: "You're so tight... Oh, it feels good, inside you, it's so good..." Her brother's erection was unusually large and hard. And his sister was terribly wet inside, and squeezed her brother violently as if he was convulsing. The inner wall that gave way to her brother was slimy and writhed with appetite as if sucking its entire length. Her brother let out a sweet sigh and gently sucked his sister's tongue. Mizuhito: "Ah...Your insides are so happy about my intrusion..." "I don't even have to move... I think I'm going to let you come just by staying still..." Yuriko: "Oh, brother...I want you so bad..." "Please come... come inside of me... until brother is completely empty... ah!" Mizuhito: "Ah, alright, I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you!!" "I'll put everything in you, everything I have!!" Her older brother moved violently and ferociously, which is unthinkable in normal times. His little sister let out lewd noises like never before, wrapped her thighs around her brother's waist, and shook her hips with appetite. A terrible sound of water echoes in the storehouse. His sister writhed and gasped at the signs of the climax that had already arrived. Yuriko: "Hey, ah, ah, brother, I, I, I'm about to come!!" Mizuhito: "Oh, good, good, me too, oh, let's come together, together... Agh!" "Haa, haa, ah, ah, ah!" In no time her brother ejaculated. Her womb was pierced violently, and his sister came at the same time. Deep inside, she felt her brother's warm semen pouring inside. The feeling made Yuriko burst into hot tears. Yuriko: "Ah... Brother's things are inside me..." Mizuhito: "I released it deep inside you... but you haven't had enough yet, have you...?" Yuriko: "Yeah, more... give me more, brother..." Mizuhito: "Of course... I'll give you as many times as you want... for the rest of my life...!" Her brother's need didn't wither even after having come before. As if imprinting semen into his sister's vagina, he let his hips undulate again. Yuriko smiled enchantedly as she felt a vague feeling of floating and sweet happiness in the endless pleasure. Her brother, who was looking at her from above, had the same expression on his face. Both of them had gentle smiles on their faces. Yuriko: "Brother...I'm so happy..." Mizuhito: "Me too... my sweet Yuriko..." "I'll hold you, forever... forever, inside you..." While madly entwining their tongues and sucking each other's lips, the brother and sister enjoyed a great pleasure that they had never experienced before. Even though they felt that the area around them was turning into a sea of flames, the two did not stop intertwining. Eventually, even when their consciousness began to fade, they didn't try to leave. The end came to their long, long love affair. There they saw a sure paradise of happiness. ~END~

After an evening ball in Paris, Mizuhito and Yuriko are enthralled in a passionate 'dans'. ヽ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ Translated Video A few years later... Yuriko looks at the sky from the hotel's spacious balcony. Under the sky is a road, full of dressed up ladies and gentlemen and the four-wheeled carriages. The road is bustling with activity. But Yuriko likes the sky more than the glamorous spectacle. The beautiful and twinkling stars. The clouds that appear pale pink because they reflect the lights of the city beneath. Japan is also under the same sky, she thinks, the thoughts are enough to put her mind at ease. Mizuhito: "What are you doing here?" Mizuhito silently steps into the room while loosening his necktie. The air around her brother is as tranquil and clear as she remembers. Mizuhito: "Paris is a little chilly tonight, huh? Be careful not to catch a cold." Yuriko: "I'll be fine. I'm not cold at all. It's actually perfect because I felt so hot from all the dancing." Mizuhito is now a famous painter and when he was invited to a party held at the palace, Yuriko came with him to Paris. They actually get invited to balls almost every night which is why Yuriko has been taking full-fledged dance lessons here. She's become better at dancing now, but she still thinks that her body isn't mode for dancing. And Yuriko still doesn't like the boisterousness that accompanies every ball. As a popular painter, everyone wants to talk to Mizuhito, who is now referred to as Vicomte (Viscount) Nomiya. But since he has absolutely no intention of being away from Yuriko during parties, she always finds herself in the center of a circle of people. And most people have noticed that the model of Vicomte Nomiya's painting is his younger sister. The most admired among all of Mizuhito's paintings is "Hair in the Shades of Night" and it features a delicate and minute depiction of a woman's beautiful black hair, drawn using fine-point brushes. Mizuhito: "Oh! It's such a beautiful starry sky." Mizuhito steps out onto the balcony and gently circles his arm around Yuriko's shoulders. Mizuhito: "You looked gloomy tonight... What's the matter?" Yuriko: "...So you noticed. I should've known better than trying to fool you, brother." Mizuhito: "Of course I noticed. My eyes have been following you since the day you were born." Yuriko: "Pfft! And you're still as masterful with words as usual. Maybe we won't ever change, brother... You and I both." Mizuhito: "...Is it something about the past?" Yuriko: "Yes." Yuriko smiles sadly and looks to her side, at her brother. Yuriko: "The memories of those days are rushing to my mind... Tonight, they're even more vivid than usual." Tonight's evening party has reminded her of the evening party that took place years ago- the one that marked the beginning of a series of misfortunes that befell her family. She knows very well what caused those misfortunes. But Yuriko still isn't sure if she should discuss it with her brother. Yuriko: "...Father and mother passed away. The manor was burnt down... and Majima disappeared." "A lot of things have happened since then... Coming at us like a hurricane." Yes, various things happened after that... The night the manor was set on fire was the last one of the misfortunes that the Nomiya household had to suffer. After the incident, several strange events occurred. But maybe they weren’t strange at all; maybe they were fortunate instead. The first miracle that happened was this- the debt that had swelled to a large sum of money was written off, completely. One day, Fujita told her that there was no more and Yuriko didn't have the slightest idea how it was possible. When Yuriko asked her brother for an explanation, he revealed something that she had never known before. There were supposed to be multiple creditors involved with the Nomiya household's debt, but someone bought all of the claims. This person was an unknown nouveau riche and the same figure who secretly used their influence to enable Mizuhito to earn money by selling his body. But neither Fujita, who took care of the transactions related to the household's debt, nor Mizuhito, who agreed to work as a prostitute, had met this person before. There was always someone else acting as the mysterious person's representative. The debt certificate containing all of the household's debt was later sent to Mizuhito. In other words, their household had no more debt to pay. The Mysterious person who had been holding the Nomiay household's fate in their hands disappeared after that, vanishing like a cloud of smoke. The mysterious person's disappearance was clearly related to a certain missing man, but no one in the household talked about it. However, the fact that they no longer had any debt to pay didn't mean that their burnt manor would rebuild itself. A few days after the fire, their grandmother from their mother's side offered her own manor for them to live in, but they knew they couldn't stay there long. After leaving the manor, the siblings were ready to face countless hardships in order to make ends meet. However, the two of them were saved by an unexpected figure- Mizuhito's biological father, Count Shirakawa. Although to be precise, it was Viscountess Fuijtani, the older sister of the late Count Shirakawa, who made the arrangements to help them. Fujitani knew that Mizuhito, her brother's child, had been growing up as an illegitimate child of the Nomiya household. Since Mizuhito's mother was not just any maid but a servant of Viscount Nomiya's household, the Shirakawas' distant relatives, the fact that Count Shirakawa had gotten her pregnant caused a skirmish among the count's extended family. But then Viscount Nomiya declared that the newly born child was his own illegitimate child. Thanks to the viscount, the Shirakawa family was able to hide the immoral deed committed by one of their own and they had always felt indebted to the Nomiya household. When the Shirakwawa family learned about the many hardships that had befallen the Nomiya household, resulting in the loss of their home and reducing their number to just a pair of siblings, they decided to reach out and help after considering the situation. They helped Mizuhito so that he could go to an art school and devote himself to painting. But being a free spirit, Mizuhito hated the popular realism behind them for it valued only superficial and formulated techniques. He graduated and submitted his works to various exhibitions, but he got rejected each time. He fell into a state of despair then. But he decided to fulfill his dream of studying abroad in France, just like the late Count Shirakawa who went to Europe to study painting. Mizuhito insisted that Yuriko come along, so she did, on the pretext of looking after her brother and studying foreign languages abroad. Yuriko herself immediately agreed to her brother's offer because she was getting fed up dealing with endless marriage affairs. And so Mizuhito and Yuriko went to France together. They got a place with cheap rent and lived a modest life at the beginning. But Mizuhito never stopped putting out his works at the Salon and he gradually gained fame as a painter. Before long, his popularity rose rapidly. He began receiving financial support from Japanese businessmen in France who were also active participants in high society there. By this point, the two of them could live without relying on the allowance remitted to them from Japan. Now, There is not a single person in France who hasn't heard of Mizuhito the painter. They live in a gorgeous house in luxury, and they socialize with well-known figures. Mizuhito's paintings which were not accepted in Japan now bask in acclamation in France. And Yuriko finds it ironic. Her brother is a Japanese man through and through and she thought her brother would never have anything to do with Europa at all. Mizuhito: "...Did someone at the party say anything that upset you?" Mizuhito peers into Yuriko's gloomy expression and he seems genuinely concerned. He looks worried as he strokes the stray strands of her updo along her nape. Yuriko looks up at her brother and smiles. Yuriko: "No, not at all. Why would you think so?" Mizuhito: "Well... I don't know, I guess it's because I've met many unsatisfied ladies recently. They hate that I keep drawing you." Yuriko: "Oh? I don't think it just started recently, though. I think you have more women who are obsessed with you than you know, brother." Mizuhito: "Haha! Please, I've heard that one a lot. But then... Why are you looking so blue?" Yuriko shifts her gaze down to her feet, Her brother doesn't seem like he's willing to drop the subject, but should she tell him about it? Then again, her brother is bound to find out one day. She should probably talk to him about it now so as not to lead him astray. Yuriko heaves a small sigh, making up her mind. She really doesn't want to talk about it, but she has to. She's recalling her past more clearly than ever today because she ran into someone unexpected today. Yuriko: "...I met Shiba." Mizuhito: "What!?" Mizuhito exclaims in surprise, something she seldom does. Yuriko fixes her eyes on her brother, unsure what kind of face she should be making now, and continues. Yuriko: "Yes. He was at the party. He said he was doing business in Germany, but recently moved to France..." Mizuhito: "What? Oh god... That man is here, in France?" Yuriko: "He told me he wanted to buy your paintings, brother...." Mizuhito: "Well, he'd have to kill me first!" Mizuhito spits in anger and Yuriko flinches in surprise. It's truly rare of her brother to raise his voice in anger in this manner. In fact, Yurio doesn't think she's seen him get mad ever since they started living together in France. Yuriko looks at her brother as if she's only seeing him for the first time and clenches her jaw. It doesn't escape Mizuhito and he immediately relaxes before enveloping his sister in a tight embrace. Mizuhito: "...I thought Lady Amami talked him into giving up on you, but I guess he's still trying." Yuriko: "...He told me he saw your one-man exhibition. He complimented you a lot." Mizuhito: "Mmph. I bet he said an obscene word or two to humiliate you, didn't he?" In fact, Shiba did. But Yuriko chooses to hold her tongue. Most of Mizuhito's paintings depict Yuriko. And one of the most appreciated ones is a nude painting of her. Her black hair looks neat against her kimono, but when those dark strands drape against her bare skin, the combination is imbued with a bewitching sort of beauteousness. Shiba used a few choice words to point that out. He said Mizuhito's paintings are oozing with his deep love for her and it’s so palpable that the audience will shudder in response if they gaze at the paintings long enough. It's true that Mizuhito's paintings can be intimidating. Vicomte Nomiya is known for his paintings and they all have the power to stifle the audience with his obsession as each strand has been drawn with incredible tenacity and precision. Mizuhito: "I would know. Among critics, there are those who say nasty stuff too- acting as if they know everything about painting." Yuriko: "...I don't know much about painting either." "I like your paintings, brother, but I really don't understand a thing about cubism art surreal realism." Mizuhito: "Hehe. That's okay, you don't have to force yourself to learn about those terms. I myself am not completely familiar with everything about painting. I just know that I find original expressions attractive. Each one of them is exhilarating and exciting." "Nowadays, foreign painters like me are popular because we offer unique expressions as a result of our homelands traditions. That's why painters like me are able to make a living." Yuriko: "I'm just as clueless about the current trends- why people like what they like. But... I know your paintings have the ability to grasp the hearts of the people. I don't know if I'm making any sense, but... I think your paintings are really attractive." Mizuhito: "...And it's all thanks to you. Do you know that?" Mizuhito says, his voice thick with adoration. Mizuhito: "You might find this surprising, but I can actually relate with that man's obsession." Yuriko's hair falls to her shoulders. When did her brother take the comb from her hair? Mizuhito's fingers are slowly stroking her hair, as gentle and hot as the fingers that used to wash her hair back then. Mizuhito: "Anyone who catches a whiff of your sweet scent will never forget you..." "People are buying my paintings not because I'm good at painting. All of my buyers- they want you." Yuriko: "...But not just any painter can paint me. It has to be you, brother." "I mean, have you looked at the hair strands that you drew? If you hadn't been touching my hair so much, you probably wouldn't be able to draw my hair with such detail." Mizuhito: "Yeah... You're right." Mizuhito lovingly caresses Yuriko's hair, which was entwined around his fingers, and places a kiss on it. Mizuhito: "Your hair belongs to me… like your skin, your eyes, your lips, even the tips of your nails...they are all mine..." While whispering sweetly, he groped Yuriko's body from on top of the dress and rained kisses all over her face. Yuriko's body easily burns even with love through the cloth. In France, her brother wanted Yuriko more passionately than when he was in Japan. As the heat rises, the tip of his tongue sneaks caress Yuriko's sensitive mouth. She never kissed anyone else, but a kiss with her brother is now tantamount to sex itself. Yuriko was no longer able to stand still at the kiss that was so deep that the sound of water resounded. Yuriko: "Oh... Brother..." Mizuhito: "...Shall we go inside?" With a blank head, Yuriko nodded absentmindedly, and Mizuhito picked Yuriko up in his arms and returned to the hotel room. And just like that, they lie down on a luxurious bed. Just when she was wondering if she would take off her clothes next time, a hand suddenly rolled up the hem of her dress. Yuriko: "B-Brother...?" Mizuhito: "...I want you right now... Can I?" Yuriko: "Eh... R-Right now...?" She hasn't taken off her shoes yet, and she is still wearing stockings, garters, and underdress. No way, she wonders if her brother wants to do it while she is still wearing all the dresses and underwear. Yuriko: "B-But... the dress will get dirty, so no..." Mizuhito: "Don't worry. I'll be careful." Yuriko: "N-No we can't, I..." She can't speak beyond that, and she turns bright red and keeps her mouth shut. Yuriko was the type to get very wet. During the act, she would overflow endlessly. Already, her shorts are quite damp from just his caressing. Even though she always ends up getting the sheets wet, she can't let the dress look like that. However, Mizuhito didn't seem to care. Mizuhito: "It's fine if one or two dresses get dirty. I'll buy you as many dresses as you want." Yuriko: "B-But brother..." Mizuhito: "Don't worry... Ma petite princesse..." Mizuhito half forcibly spreads Yuriko's legs, pulls her shorts aside, and hides his fingers there. She protested with a small voice, but soon as his finger found that it was already moist. Mizuhito: "What... you want it too, don't you?" "Just take off your shorts... leave everything else to me, and spread your legs... like a whore..." Mizuhito's enchanting whispers make Yuriko tremble with embarrassment, but for some reason she obeys. When she pulled the shorts down with her hot fingers, a moist thread was pulled from there. Listening to her thumping heartbeat, Yuriko spread her legs wide on the bed as her brother told her. With a wet sound, her congested labia opens its mouth. A thick honey leaked out from the gap, and the pink interior was twitching open and close. Mizuhito: "Fufu... What a dirty view..." Yuriko: "Please... don't be so mean... brother..." Mizuhito: "Why? You're excited, aren't you..." Mizuto knelt down in front of Yuriko and without hesitation pressed his lips all over the gap. Yuriko: "Hyaaa. Ah..." Mizuhito: "Hmm... fu... ha" "Ha, mnn, uh. Hmm, ha..." "Haa... fufu... You're so wet..." "You like being licked here, don't you...? You're wriggling happily..." Cover it with his lips and bury the tip of his tongue in her vagina. That alone makes Yuriko tremble and almost come. Mizuhito: "Here too, it's so bloated..." Yuriko: "Ah, ah, no, brother..." Mizuhito: "You hate it? Don't you love this place...?" "Nn, nmu, fu, ha..." Mizuhito smoothly peeled off her foreskin, exposing her most sensitive coral colored ball. He kissed it, after sucking on it, he rolled it with the tip of his tongue as if playing with it, and flipped it up. Finally, Yuriko could no longer endure it, and her hips convulsed. Yuriko: "Hyaa, no! Ah, ah!" Mizuhito: "Hmm... ah... See, I told you..." She can feel her vaginal walls moving in small increments. The love juice that leaked from deep inside dripped down, and Mizuto deliberately slurped it down with a loud sound. Mizuhito: "Nfu, nn, nn, uh..." Yuriko: "Haa...haa...ah, hya, no, don't lick it..." Mizuhito: "Fufu...then it's about time, can I get inside you...?" After carefully licking her sensitive vagina, Mizuhito finally lets go. Yuriko: "Well, that's... b-but, at least let me take off the dress..." Mizuhito: "...No way. I want to hold you in your ball gown." Yuriko: "...Brother...?" Only then did Yuriko realize that her brother was acting a little strange. Then, at the same time Mizuto forcibly leans over Yuriko. Mizuhito: "I love you... Yuriko..." Yuriko: "Ah...! Ngh, uhm, ah!!" Mizuhito: "Kuu... uh, fu, fufu… you’re already simmering inside..." Yuriko was trembling with hot pleasure when Mizuhito opened it up with his tongue. With everything going on with her body, something hot is pushed into her, and she feels like she's drowning in a strange sense of immorality. It was the first time for Yuriko doing the act while wearing a dress, and Yuriko felt an unexpected excitement rushing up from the depths of her body in a somewhat perverted atmosphere. Mizuhito: "Haa...as usual, your insides, they're the best..." Yuriko: "Y-You’re terrible... Brother's clothes are wrinkled now, ah..." Mizuhito: "It doesn't matter... just think of it as the two of us dancing a little violently." Yuriko: "I-I can't, ha, ah" Her legs were strongly held as she swallowed her brother even deeper. When Yuriko's deepest feeling is hit in quick succession, the bottomless pleasure opens her mouth. Every time her brother's hard and hot shaft, which is buried tightly, rubs against the ripe mucous membrane, some love juice spills out. While being shaken shallowly and deeply at different speeds, Yuriko couldn't help but let out a loud cry as he rubbed her breasts that had spilled out of the corset. Yuriko: "Eek, ah, ah, ah, ah" Mizuhito: "Oh...amazing...You really drive me crazy… pulling me into the abyss...it's irresistible..." "Haa...ah...Are you an angel or a demon...sometimes I'm not sure...ah, hah..." Mizuhito passionately sucked Yuriko's lips and shook his hips violently as if surrendering to his impulses. The intense wet sounds and the rustling of the dress swayed her ears. Her toes in high heels sway against the backdrop of her canopy. Looking down from above, her brother was still in a tuxedo, with his tie slightly loosened. Falling into the illusion of being hugged in the middle of an evening party, Yuriko felt unsettled, as if she was doing something wrong. Yuriko: "Ah, no, brother, no~...!" Mizuhito: "Why...? What do you dislike about making your body feel good?" Yuriko: "B-Because, ah, ah!" Mizuhito: "Isn't it nice... The sound of this rustling of clothes is just like another wonderful performance..." "Your wet sound is even louder today...fufu, it's proof that you're overflowing more than usual..." Skillfully thrusting deep inside, his voice became hoarse. She was dizzy by the dripping beauty of her brother looking down at her with misty eyes. Her brother is always good-looking, but when he's in the act, there's a bewitching scent about him. Mizuhito: "Haa, ha, ku, mnn... fu, ha" "Fufu... you must be a little excited, too? Tonight you seem tighter than usual..." Yuriko: "No, brother is always ... ah, ah" Mizuhito: "Ah... that might be the case... I'm so tense, I can't help it... I want to eat you, I can't help it..." Certainly Mizuto was bigger and stiffer than usual. Yuriko's body, which is made to remember its shape by nightly love affairs, is sensitive to even the slightest change. Her brother's alter ego tonight was as rigid as he could have been. He was so tense that it looked like she was being pearsted with a hot stone. Even though the face in front of her is her brother's, she falls into the illusion that the lower half of her body is being controlled by someone else. Mizuhito: "You belong only to me... you promise me you won't leave me..." Yuriko: "B-Brother..." Mizuhito: "Every time I go to an evening party, I feel uneasy... People who are enthusiastic about my paintings will surely fall in love with you... I feel uneasy about losing you..." Suddenly, Yuriko remembers that her brother used to sell himself. Her older brother who didn't confide in himself and was toyed with by rich people's entertainment every night. A nobleman by nature, her brother must have been deeply hurt by selling himself for money, even if he himself indulged in idle love affairs. To be honest, even after coming here, Yuriko was worried that her brother would make the same mistake again if they ran out of money. In fact, there was no such worry, and the period of poverty was short. Her brother's career as a painter soon paved the way, and Yuriko no longer needed to worry. But even so, Yuriko feels a strange sense of turmoil when her brother is surrounded by famous ladies in society. Her brother was tall for an Asian, but his slender and lean appearance made him look like a young boy in the midst of sensual Westerners. Mizuhito probably thought the same thing about his little sister. In fact, in this land of intense racism, no matter how much fame you have gained, there are many people who look at the Asian siblings with disrespectful eyes. As the popularity of Vicomte Nomiya increased in this foreign land, her brother was worried that his sister would be kidnapped, and she was worried that her brother might be taken as well. In addition to that, tonight's appearance of Shiba made Mizuto's eyes go mad with fever. Mizuhito: "That man... if he appears in front of you again, I won't let him..." Yuriko: "... Nothing will change, brother... No matter who shows up or what happens..." Mizuhito: "No, no, that's all I'm saying... I want you..." Mizuhito throbs inside Yuriko. Because he violently put something big and hard in and took out, her entrance had already melted, smeared with love juice and opened softly. Hugging his panting sister tightly, and her brother let out a hot breath. Mizuhito: "...Can I come inside you...?" Yuriko: "What...?" Yuriko's heart beats wildly at the sudden question. Until now, he was always throwing up semen outside her body worried about the what-ifs. However, her brother suddenly says that he wants to put it inside. Yuriko couldn't fathom what that meant, and was perplexed. Yuriko: "But brother...then..." Mizuhito: "I want proof of my love for you..." Yuriko: "...!" So that's it. Yuriko felt like she was witnessing the depth of her brother's attachment to her, and she trembled. Even if they are not blood related, they cannot get married because they are registered as siblings in their family registers. Even if they were able to legally marry by some means, they would already be known as siblings in Paris. If it comes down to it, Mizuhito would probably brush off any rumors, but Yuriko wanted her brother to stay in the sunshine. Yuriko: "...But what if something happens, what will we do..." Mizuhito: "We'll say they were adopted. You secretly gave birth outside the country, and then say you took them from an orphanage.” "Besides, eventually I will give up my Japanese nationality... I'm thinking of becoming a French citizen. I'm sure it won't be impossible for me to marry you then..." Yuriko: "Brother...Do you really want this...?" Mizuhito: "Of course. I've been thinking about that for a long time..." "I want to start a family with you...a happy, bright family...!" Yuriko: "...A happy family..." Overwhelmed with emotion, large tears spilled from Yuriko's eyes. And if she took a closer look at her brother, tears were also shining in her brother's eyes. Yuriko wasn't the only one who remembered the tragedy of the past when Shiba suddenly arrived. They have a tragic past. At that time, they lost everything, were exhausted, and the frozen sadness healed little by little with the warmth of each other's skin. Still, their wounds were too deep. Those gruesome and shocking events will never fade away no matter how many years pass. Yuriko: (And... brother... has always been worried about his birth...) Mizuhito must have been starving for the love of his family for a long time. He tried to fill it with a woman's skin, and misplaced his feelings for Yuriko. It wasn't that Yuriko didn't want to have a child with her brother. She only thought that she didn't need her desire to be a mother for her brother's success. But it may have been a misplaced dedication. It was her brother who wanted a family more than anyone else. Yuriko: "...Alright, brother..." Mizuhito: "Really...? Will you forgive me, Yuriko...?" Yuriko: "There is nothing to forgive... I want one too... I want to give birth to brother's child." Mizuhito: "Ah..." "You... I didn't think you would say such a thing...!" Mizuhito kisses his sister deeply. They pressed their lips together deeply, entwined their tongues, panted, and ate each other's lips until they were out of breath. They looked at each other passionately, embracing each other, and began to shake their bodies. Mizuhito: "Haa, haa, ah, ah" "Ah, ah... amazing, I can't... ah..." Yuriko: "Hmm, uh, ah, ah, brother, I want it... brother took it out and put it in me..." Mizuhito: "Kuh, ha, ha, fu, uh..." "Ah, yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming..." He pushed up the back of Yuriko's knees and thrust violently against her hips. Unbelievably, Yuriko felt her brother's shock deep inside and convulsed. The deep and powerful thrust causes the vagina that is soaked in the throat to cramp and the uterus to contract violently. Mizuhito: "Haa, ah, ah, nn, ku, haa" "Ah, ah, ah, already, I'm coming, coming, ah, ah..." "Haa, ah, ah, ah, ah..." Yuriko: "Hyaa, ah, ah... ah...!" Mizuhito thrust something hot into Yuriko's innermost part, and she trembled. Yuriko flew to an unprecedented climax. She felt, in the hazy corner of her consciousness, that she had received her brother's semen in her womb. Mizuhito convulsed several times while burying the full length, and Mizuhito released everything into Yuriko's body. Only their rough breathing shakes the air in the room. While stroking her sweaty hair, Mizuhito looked at Yuriko lovingly and smiled. Mizuhito: "...I am extremely happy right now..." Yuriko: "Me too, brother..." Yuriko rubbed her brother's cheek with a pout. She will protect this person— for all eternity. Naturally, such determination springs up in her heart. Her first acceptance of her brother's semen also seemed to bring out Yuriko's inner motherhood. Mizuhito continued to caress Yuriko's hair lovingly. Now and as in the past, with the same delicate fingertips. ~END~

Don't mind them. They're just two 'siblings' cuddling each other. (●ˇ∀ˇ●) Translated Video Mizuhito: "...Are you absolutely sure?" Feeling her mind trapped in a daze, Yuriko gives him a small nod. Yuriko: "...I am. I want to be... yours, brother..." Mizuhito's Adam's apple bobs up and down. For an instant, Yuriko catches something akin to grief in her brother's eyes, but she can't understand why it's there. And then, her brother punches her gently down on the bed. Her world turns; her vision filled with her brother's face and the ceiling behind him. There is no sight of his usual buoyant and frivolous expression there. Instead, he looks like he's at his wit's end and in pain. But then there's something about the look on his face that appears menacing as if he's also furious. Mizuhito cups Yuriko's flushed cheek with his cold palm. Mizuhito: "I love you, Yuriko..." His voice cracks at the end, but the words ring terrible sweetly in her ears. Her eyelids flutter shut on their own as she feels him closing in. Mizuhito: "Mnn..." Yuriko: "Ngh-" Its'a deep and feverish kiss. Mizuto's tongue relentlessly traced the mucous membrane inside Yuriko's mouth, as if trying to carefully trace everything in her mouth. Heat runs through Yuriko's body like electric currents and her breathing grows uneven. Yuriko: "Ngh- Ah..." Mizuhito: "Haah... You're so adorable... So Precious..." Mizuhito showers her with whispered sweet-nothings in between their kisses. Mizuhito: "Why are you so beautiful? My little sister... Why..." While sucking Yuriko's lips madly repeatedly, Mizuto deftly peels off her clothes. With deft movements, he loosens her kimono sash-- the process isn't supposed to be so well understood by a man-- and Yuriko immediately mourns the loss of the tightness around her chest. Even the thin undergarment with transparent skin was exposed, and she unintentionally hugged her shoulders with both arms. Mizuhito: "...Do you want me to stop?" Yuriko: "No... I'm just embarrassed..." Mizuhito: "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. I've practically seen every inch of your body, so." Yuriko: "What!?" She cries and Mizuhito laughs, looking triumphant. ​ Mizuhito: "I still remember what you looked like when you were a newborn. So this little monkey is my sister, I thought to myself." Yuriko: "You must be kidding me... Brother!" Face red with embarrassment, Yuriko hits her fists against her brother's chest. Her brother laughs, feeling amused at her expense, and apologizes to her. Mizuhito: "Haha! Well, my paint is- you don't have to shy away from me." Yuriko: "B-But my body isn't that of a baby's anymore!" Mizuhito: "Really? I beg to differ... Your skin is just as fair as the day you were born." Mizuhito says and rests his cheek on Yuriko's bare clavicle. His shiny long black strand dances on Yuriko's skin before they land there and the sensation takes her breath away. Yuriko: "B-Brother..." Mizuhito: "And this sweet floral scent... It hasn't changed one bit.." Her brother's tickling nose and lips gradually descended. The undergarments that had barely covered her breasts slipped onto the bed with that casual movement. Yuriko: "Ah..." Her brother breathes on her exposed nipples. Embarrassed, she lost her breath. Mizuhito: "...They're beautiful. They look like cute red plums." Yuriko: "N-no... don't look..." Mizuhito: "Why? I'm the only one here. Don't be shy, show me everything about you." Yuriko: "B-but... Ah" The tip of the breast is wrapped in a warm, wet feeling. Yuriko couldn't believe it for a while, and her head went blank. Mizuhito: "Hmm... ah... um..." "Your... flower nectar tastes sweet..." Yuriko: "...Ah..." Mizuto gently sucked Yuriko's nipples. He covers them with his lips and slowly traces its outline with the tip of his tongue. Then, occasionally, he sucked a little harder with a whistling sound, and handled the papilla as if crushing it with the belly of his tongue. Mizuhito: "Hmm, hmm... huh... hmm..." Yuriko: "Ah... Ah, Ah..." Yuriko lifted her hips with an indescribable sensation. At first, she thought it was like a baby sucking, but this is completely different. Certainly, it was an indecent act to lead Yuriko to pleasure. Mizuhito: “Hey… the buds are changing colors, like a blooming flower.” The movement of Mizuhito who whispered with a smile gradually became bolder. While gently rubbing Yuriko's breasts, he relentlessly rubs her nipples with the tip of his tongue. With one finger, he picks, rolls and caresses the other nipple. She can't help breathing out and letting out a nasty voice. Yuriko felt frightened when she was easily caught up and wanted to run away. At this rate, she feels like she's losing herself. Yuriko: "Oh, brother... ah, ah... n-no..." Mizuhito: "No...? Doesn't it feel good?" Yuriko: "N-No…ah... this is scary... I feel strange..." Mizuhito: "....I know. This is all new to you..." Staring at Yuriko with hot eyes, he gently embraces her lips. Mizuhito: "So... entrust everything to me. Accept me..." Yuriko: "Brother...ah" Mizuhito: "That's right... you're not scared anymore, are you? I know you better than anyone else..." He tightens his hold around her and her nose catches the familiar smell of her brother's oil paintings. Her brother's body doesn't have a particular scent. But for as long as she can remember, he's always smelled like oil paint. Somewhere along the way, he started smelling like women too. But now, that smell no longer lingers on him. Yuriko: (Yes... I should remember. My brother has chosen me...) He has walked away from countless women and their temptations and headed toward where she is. She is the only person that her brother loves now. Her brother belongs only to her now. The realization hits her and affection wells up inside her, overwhelming her shyness in the most magical way. Yuriko reaches out to cling to her brother. Yuriko: "Yes... I'm not scared. Because you're here with me, brother..." Mizuhito: "I am. You're such a good girl, Yuriko..." Mizuto's hot lips stick to Yuriko's lips. With his tongue entwined, his hand slides down on her skin and strips her of all her clothes. Yuriko accepted her brother's hand crawling all over her body with a violent palpitation. Those delicate fingertips that once gently washed her hair are now caressing her naked body that no one has ever touched. And it was never unpleasant. On the contrary, she couldn't stop herself from trembling with indescribable comfort as the part her brother's hand touched became hot. Yuriko: "Aa...Ah...Brother..." Mizuhito: "Your skin seems to stick to my hands... everywhere I look, it's as cute as sweet candy..." Yuriko: "Y-You're just saying that... ah..." With a slip, the hand slides between her inner thigh. Yuriko took a deep breath. Her brother's fingers slowly headed for a place that no one had ever touched or, of course, had ever shown. Involuntarily she swallowed. Her whole body was on fire from her embarrassment. Mizuto's finger gently caressed there. Her body, already engulfed in polite love and nothingness, was filled with moisture and accepted his finger. Checking the warm sliminess with his fingertips, Mizuhito suddenly smiled. The face above her was the most beautiful that Yuriko had seen. Mizuhito: "...I'm so happy... you seem to have forgiven me..." Yuriko: "Forgive me..." Mizuhito: "I'm relieved to know that no one has taken you from me..." Yuriko: "...Mnn" Yuriko tightly closed her feverish eyelids, implicitly mentioning that she was wet. Yuriko: "Please...don't such thing...Brother" Mizuhito: "Why? I just want to tell you how I feel." Yuriko: "Please... I'm embarrassed...don't make fun of me..." She wraps her arms around her brother's neck and brings her red cheeks to his chest. Then, she felt her brother's small laughing breath. Mizuhito: "When you say such cute things, it makes me want to bully you even more." Yuriko: "What...? ah... ah" Mizuto's fingers began to move lasciviously. With his finger, he traced the cracks where the nectar was spilling out, and rolled the swelled flower core with the pad of his wet finger. Yuriko: "Ah...n-no… ah..." Mizuhito: "...You're so sensitive... Really, how cute are you..." Yuriko: "Hey, stop it, brother... ngh, ah, ah" Mizuhito entwined Yuriko with familiar movements. The honey gradually overflows, and Yuriko's ears are pierced by the embarrassing sound of her nectar. Yuriko: (What should I do... I'm going crazy...) Yuriko didn't know that there was such a pleasure. She felt a tremendous sense of shame that her brother's gentle fingers were dragging such sensations from the depths of her body. His slender fingers occasionally show movements that seem to burrow inward. At that moment, even though she felt a slight pain for a moment, even that seemed like a forbidden pleasure, and Yuriko's breathing was disturbed. Yuriko: "Ah, ah, ah... ah, ah" Mizuhito: "...You're tightening around my fingers...you're such a spoiled child…” The sound of wet squeaking grows louder. Her clitoris that was relentlessly rubbed and rolled completely erected, and just by being stroked like tickling around it, her waist jumps. With her folds traced, her vaginal mucous membrane occasionally stroked, and persistently groped, Yuriko's lower abdomen overflowed with hot mucus, and she couldn't stop her inner thighs from getting wet. Her brother's fingers were terrifyingly dexterous. Yuriko now knows this for the first time. It was her first time doing such an act, and she could only think that it was due to her brother's sleight of hand that she felt so much pleasure with just one fingertip. Looking down at his sister, who was trembling with pleasure on the bed, Mizuhito let out a small laugh between his quick breaths. Mizuhito: "...Fufu. You've gotten so wet... my fingers are about to get soggy." Yuriko: "No, don't say that... ah, ah, ah" Mizuhito: "...I can't hold it anymore, I'm at my limit... Let me hear your cute voice..." Yuriko was shocked at her brother's words. Yuriko doesn't know anything. From the desperate look on her brother's face, she could guess what was going to happen next. But she didn't have the courage to look down on it. She just clung to her brother and stared into his moist eyes. Yuriko: "I-I'm fine, brother.” Mizuhito: "...Are you sure...?" Mizuto narrowed his eyes sadly with a slightly raised voice. Yuriko nods. Yuriko: "Make me yours... brother..." Mizuhito: "...Alright..." Mizuhito let out a sigh, and his lower body made a rustling sound. Then, he opened Yuriko's legs wide. Without even feeling embarrassed, Mizuhito immediately moved his hips slowly toward the center. Immediately after feeling a hot lump there— In a shocking instant, it invaded Yuriko's interior. Yuriko: "Ah..." Mizuhito: “Ah… ngh…” Then the pain followed. It was a forcible pain, as if a foreign object had been forced into a place that shouldn't have entered. Instinctively, she was in agony trying to escape from the pain, and desperately endured it. Yuriko involuntarily frowned at her and bit her lip so as not to let her groan in pain. Because she felt that if she screamed that it hurts here, her brother would stop immediately. Mizuhito: "Are you okay, Yuriko?" When she opened her eyes slightly at the worried voice, her brother's distressed face appeared in her field of vision. For some reason, Yuriko's heart ached at his pain-filled expression. Yuriko: "Oh, brother... does it hurt...?" Mizuhito: "No...I'm fine, it's a little tight, but...compared to you, I have no right to complain." Yuriko: "I'm fine...I'm just happy that I'm doing this with you brother..." Mizuhito: "Yuriko..." Mizuto kissed Yuriko's face, who looked like she could not endure it. While being hugged and kissed by her brother's hot body, the feeling of the parts that were slowly connected to each other began to become ambiguous. Inside, she sometimes feels her brother's pulse. Yuriko: (I really have brother inside me...) Yuriko felt strangely moved. It seemed like a miracle to her that she had accepted a part of her brother's body into her own. Even though they weren't actually related by blood, it felt like they had a real connection for the first time. It was like a merging of spirits through physical union. Mizuhito: "Haa...mnn, ah" "Oh... how cute... I can't let you go... I won't ever let you go..." Yuriko: "Oh, ah... oh brother..." Mizuhito: "Haa, ah, so good, I can't take it..., ah, ah" Mizuhito naturally began to move his hips. The bed creaked, and Yuriko's body began to shake along with his movements. The pain was still there. But more than that, Yuriko was dominated by the love of being connected, the joy of being able to feel each other in the deepest place. Mizuhito: "Ah, ha, ah, fu, ha, ah" "Uh, ah, ah, Yuriko, I don't want to show you to anyone anymore..." "That man named Shiba, Hideo, Majima and Fujita... I don't want to show you to anyone!" Mizuto continued pouring possessive words into Yuriko's ears as if he was in a fever. Yuriko got drunk with that sweet bondage. This pain is proof that she connected brother. When she thought that, she even felt like she wanted more pain, more intense pain. Mizuhito: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yuriko...I want to lock you up..." "Promise me... if you must be embraced by a man, let it be me... Promise me that you will be mine only...! Yuriko: "Ah, ah, brother, ah, ah..." While shaken by her brother, Yuriko gasped in a dreamy mood. Yuriko: "I promise... I'll only hold you brother... ah, ah." Mizuhito: "Ah...!" Mizuhito groaned and hugged Yuriko tightly. Mizuhito: "I love you, I love you... I've been in love with you for such a long time... Ah, Yuriko... finally you're mine..." Yuriko: "Hmm, ah, hi, ah, ah" Mizuhito: "Ha, oh, oh, feels great, oh" Mizuhito's movements became more violent. Pain, heat, and pleasure mixed together made Yuriko burst into tears. The movement that rubbed the inside with tremendous force seemed to be imprinted with the emotions that her brother had suppressed for many years. Yuriko doesn't understand anything anymore and desperately clings to her brother's back. Mizuhito: "Kuh, uh, ha, ha, ah, so tight, ha, ah" "Haa, ah, ah, ah, already, ah, it looks like I'm about to come, ah, ah" Mizuhito's movements continued to become more violent. The embarrassing gurgling sound of water echoes, and Yuriko feels as if she is intoxicated with shame and affection for her brother. Mizuhito: "Haa, haa, ah, ah, I, I can't..." "Ah, ah..., ahhh...!" Yuriko: "Ngh...!" At the end, her brother trembled on top of Yuriko. At that moment, Yuriko was startled by the feeling of something warm splashing on her stomach. When she looked at her lower abdomen, there was white stuff scattered there. She finally knew that her brother had reached it. Even after the big thing came out, Yuriko lost her senses for a while, and it was hot and swollen. Mizuhito took out a handkerchief from his pocket and quickly wiped the stain on Yuriko's skin. His movements seemed, after all, very natural and familiar. Mizuhito: "Haa...ah...Yuriko..." Yuriko: "...Brother..." The brothers and sisters stared at each other, kissing each other, and entwined their tongues as if they were drawn together. As it was, they hugged each other without straightening their disheveled kimono, and hugged each other for a long time on the bed. Yuriko's heart was filled with the greatest happiness. She felt that she had made her beautiful brother completely her own. The world outside the window grows darker. Although they know Fujita will soon come to call them for dinner, Yuriko and her brother are still unable to leave each other's side. Before he knew it, Mizuto had spread a cloth under Yuriko's waist to prove her virginity. As a result, the bed was kept clean, but Yuriko secretly resented her brother for being so thorough. Her brother's familiar appearance undoubtedly represents the number of female itineraries. Mizuhito: "In all seriousness, though... I still remember very clearly the days when you were a newborn..." Mizuhito begins to speak, whispering his word as he endearingly strokes Yuriko's hair with his fingers. His delicate fingers feel gentle on her scalp, as usual, and Yuriko feels none of those complex emotions. She's simply there, feeling perfectly content and comfortable. Mizuhito: "Mother and our maids wouldn't let me look after you, obviously, because you were just a tiny baby... But I remember worrying about you, wondering if anyone could actually survive in such a small body." "And then we both grew up. You started following me and wouldn't stop calling me 'brother'... You were such a sweet kid." "The manor was a suffocating place for me to be, but... I realized breathing was easier when you are by my side." "My love for you might have begun to bud then... But it became crystal clear to me after I started washing your hair." "Your glossy black hair was so beautiful and I wanted to touch it... So one day I asked you, on a whim, if I could wash your hair. My feelings of love for you undoubtedly began when I actually started washing your hair." "My head was full of stubborn thoughts of not wanting another man to see your beautiful hair, to wash it, to touch it..." Her brother's husky and soft voice is a sweet lullaby to Yuriko's ears and she nearly dozes off while listening to him. But then he stops talking. The loss of her brother's voice fills the room with silence and Yuriko blinks her eyes open. There in front of her is her brother, fixing his clear eyes on her in the dim room. Mizuhito: "I'm sorry, Yuriko...." Yuriko: "...? Why are you... apologizing?" Mizuhito: "Because I know the feeling you have for me... It isn't love. At least, not yet.." Her brother's words stun Yuriko. What is her brother talking about? Yuriko isn't sure she's following him, so she holds her tongue. Mizuhotio studies her expression and, as if he's spurred on by something, quickly opens his mouth to add. Mizuhito: "I wanted to bind you to me... I didn't want you to love another man, didn't want you to be touched by another man, didn't want you to belong to another man..." "So I took advantage of your confusion and led you to sleep with me... I love you, a lot, and I didn't want to let you go..." "I'm sorry I'm such a coward... But I couldn't bear it anymore. I wanted to have you, I always have— all these years. Every day, I'd deny myself for wanting you... And I... was at my limit." Yuriko: "Brother..." Watching Yuriko intently with pain clear in his eyes, Mizuhito looks as if he's just committed a crime. Her brother's long years of torment. It must have etched a wound on his mind, much deeper than Yuriko can even begin to imagine. They've slept together, but her brother is still suffering. He thinks he's deceived his little sister into sleeping with him and he wont' stop apologizing to her. Yuriko: "You know, brother? I'm the coward here..." Yuriko mutters. Mizuhito watches her with worried eyes and inclines his head. Mizuhito: "No, you're not. Why would you say that?" Yuriko: "I am. I took advantage of your pain and suffering, brother..." "When I heard that we aren't related by blood or when I heard about your history with that geisha... I know full well that I'm going insane." "I couldn't even bear the thought of letting you go to see someone else... I want you to stay here, inside the manor, with me. And if being a coward is the only way to achieve that goal, I'll gladly turn into one." "You were right, brother... Maybe I can't call this feeling love, but does it matter?" "I was happy that you wanted to have me so badly, brother... I was so happy I could finally make you mine." Mizuhito: "Yuriko..." Mizuhito looks at Yuriko with astonishment. He clearly has never expected to hear those words and Yuriko finds it just a little hard to breathe. Yuriko: "Brother, you keep telling me I'm cute and you probably think I'm just a pure, lovely little girl, but... but I'm not." "...Do you hate me now? Have I fallen short of your expectations?" She asks, feeling compelled to make sure— to hang onto her brother. But Mizuhito's expression changes into the gentlest one he's ever shown her and his lips curve to form a beautiful smile. Mizuhito: "You don't even need to ask... It's more likely for the earth to turn upside down than for me to come to hate you..." He says, reaching out to engulf his sister in an affectionate embrace. ~END~

Yuriko is living the married life with her husband Shiba, her two children, and her dog... Fujita. (￣y▽,￣)╭ ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: gaslighting, stockholm syndrome. Translated Video A few years later... Yuriko is sitting on a couch, relaxing and happily watching her kids playing in the garden while sipping a cup of tea served by Fujita. Yuriko is now a mother. She has a son and a daughter. Her children are weaned. They have grown up into energetic children and now attend school. Every day during the children's summer vacation is war. In fact, right now, her maids are desperately trying to keep up with the frolicking children. Fujita: "They truly are bursting with energy..." Yuriko: "Yes. Well, considering they're me and Junichi's children, it's only natural that they're balls of energy." A hearty smile makes its way to Yuriko's face. Shiba is on a business trip to Europe. His days are busy, but he always makes sure to send a letter a day to his dearest wife. Indeed... Immediately after solving the incident, Yuriko and Shiba got married. Her name is now Yuriko Shiba. Shiba, surprisingly, agreed to the conditions Yuriko proposed. They shall not interfere with each other's lives. However, they should have children first--that was the minimum condition that Shiba offered. And Yuriko agreed to that condition. After all , if Yuriko were to give birth to the children of her male paramour, it would definitely take Shiba no time at all to find out... Fujita: "My lady..." Fujita still refers to Yuriko as "my lady". He sometimes calls her "madam", but his habit of calling her "my lady" remains. Yuriko: "...Fujita, please. Do something with that habit of yours, will you? Well... I don't mind if you call me 'my lady' when we're alone, though." Fujita: "Please... I have been holding myself back for a week..." Fujita says, face contorted in pain and cheeks tainted red. Yuriko glances over at him quickly and lets out a small laugh. Yuriko: "...No." Fujita: "...My lady!" Fujita kneels down before Yuriko's legs. And then, he lifts the hem of her kimono and grazes his lips across her white, smooth calf. Yuriko: "Hey, stop it, Fujita..." Fujita: "Please... My lady..." Yuriko: "We don't want my children to witness this now, do we? Stop it." Fujita: "But... If we wait any longer, Mister Shiba will come home..." Yuriko: "Sheesh, you... You can't even wait for more than a week? Such a useless man..." Yuriko sighs before taking the bell on the table into her hand and ringing it. Soon, a young maid comes running out from the inner part of the manor. The maid's eyes land on Fujita who is still clinging to Yuriko's leg, and for a brief moment, the maid frowns in disgust. Yuriko: "I'm going to have dinner at the usual Japanese restaurant today. Look after the children and the manor, okay?" Yuriko says without batting an eye and stands up, kicking Fujita away in the process. Fujita falls on his backside on the floor. Yuriko looks down at his fallen form and smiles wryly. Yuriko: "Woe is me. I've got a child who keeps refusing to be weaned." The maid hurriedly rushes out of view. The servants in the garden have also averted their eyes, pretending not to see. - Everyone knows that when Yuriko married into this family, she brought along her almost official paramour - Fujita. Although the two of them could ascertain their love for each other after having overcome various difficulties, they couldn't get married because of their different social statuses. To be fair, though, perhaps it was Yuriko herself who deliberately alienated the opinion of marrying Fujita. To Yuriko. Fujita is someone who might as well have been destined to serve her forever. She would like to think that she can't just suddenly flip the switch within her and start worshiping him as her husband. Besides, somewhere along the way, Yuriko began to develop a penchant for bullying Fujita. She is obsessed with him. She doesn't want to let go of him. She wants to keep him bound to her forever. But marriage is out of the question. So Yuriko decided to accept Shiba's marriage proposal. She figured marriage with Shiba would be the best solution for both her and Fujita. She might have bullied Fujita so much that lately, he appears to be broken. He doesn't think twice before clinging to her openly in public and making those around them wince away in disgust. Fujita likes to drink the small amount of milk that Yuriko's breasts still produce. After the act, Yuriko's body would be covered with a large amount of cloudy liquid because they're not allowed to have children together. Yuriko's body is always covered with white mucus because Fujita, who is obsessed with her breasts, rubs her in the middle of the day. And Fujita always licks it all up. Cleaning Yuriko's body with his own tongue. However, even after licking all of her, he would still sucks on her nipples persistently. He really looked like a baby. The servants scorn him, calling him "the madam's dog" behind his back. The title is also meant to ridicule Fujita's fetich. It all began when someone saw him kissing Yuriko's toes in the hall. But the two of them aren't bothered by what people think at all. The most important thing to them is to keep this relationship out of harm's way. It doesn't matter what other people think or say about them. Although her expression of love might be distorted, Yuriko does love Fujita. He too has sworn loyalty to Yuriko, much like a dog. - Yuriko held out her slender white finger to Fujita, who seemed to be impatiently waiting until they arrived at the restaurant. Fujita is ecstatic and sucks her finger. Engage his tongue and stuff his cheeks up to the base of her fingers. Yuriko: "Does it taste good, Fujita " Fujita: "Yes... yes... it's delicious...” Yuriko: "Fufu… How cute. Look, we'll be there soon. Hold on a little longer." Fujita stares at Yuriko with empty eyes. As she lightly touches his crotch, it remains hot and ferocious. Feeling the excitement on her fingers, Yuriko also knew that honey was leaking from the depths of her secret part. When she wiggle her hips a little unbearably, the wet sound of his lips resounds slightly. Fujita gasped more and more, and just as he was about to embrace Yuriko, the car slowly stopped. Fujita pushed Yuriko down the moment the maid closed the back room where their usual futon was spread out. Fujita: "Haa, haa, my lady..." Yuriko: "Ah, that hurts my back so much, next time untie the obi before you do it..." At Yuriko's slight resistance, Fujita let out a wild sigh like a beast, and deftly untied the obi with his fingertips as he trembled with excitement. When the united obi dangled loosely, Fujita threw it toward the alcove as a hindrance. Then, in the blink of an eye, the front of the kimono and undergarments are opened, exposing Yuriko's pure white skin. Fujita: "Oh... my lady, my lady..." Fujita grabbed her two plump breasts that swayed on her delicate torso, and licked her pink nipples. Yuriko: "Oh..." Fujita: "Mnn, mnn, ah, my lady..." He sucks strongly, and the back of her uterus becomes numb. Yuriko's nipples have grown so big because Fujita always sticks to them. The nipples that used to be sucked by her children are now being sucked by this giant half-breed man. Yuriko let out a smile at the strange sight and gently stirred Fujita's hair, who was absorbed in sucking her milk. It's been a few years since she gave birth to a child. Breast milk does not come out so easily now. Yuriko: “Fujita…You really something will come out again?” Fujita: "Haa, haa, fuai, yes haa, a little bit of sweet and sour liquid comes out..." "Oh, yes, yes, my lady produces a lot of milk that she gives to me..." Fujita, who was obsessed only with her breasts because he was so hungry, groped Yuriko's whole body as if he had come up with a good idea. Then, he took out his own, which was completely facing the sky and dripping tears, and gently rubbed it up and down. Yuriko let out a lustful sigh as she saw that huge penis that was still extraordinarily large. It feels so good. At first it was just pain, but now she feels like she would go crazy without Fujita's tools. Yes, Fujita isn't the only one who is obsessed with this affair. Yuriko was completely captivated by Fujita's body. Fujita: "Ah... my lady is already so wet..." With her nipple still in his mouth, Fujita rubbed Yuriko's most sensitive spot with his fingers. When Fujita's fingers rubbed her large, puffy bean, she felt like she's going crazy. Yuriko: "Haa, ah, that's enough Fujita, hurry up..." Fujita: "U-Understand, my lady..." Fujita hugs Yuriko's knees and presses his big glans against her gaping labia. And the moment Yuriko slipped his large shaft inside, she started to clamp up. Yuriko: "Haah... ah, ah..." Fujita: "Oh...my lady's insides are undulating..." Ah, amazing, ah... My lady wanted me so much..." Fujita trembled and pushed his cock all the way into Yuriko's womb. Yuriko: "Oh..." Yuriko was ecstatic with sweet sweet pleasure as her cervix was pierced. As her entrance is filled with his thick roots, it is tingling sweetly. Her erect clitoris is rubbed by Fujita's pubic hair, and the pleasure that seems to leak out overflows. Fujita: "Ah, a little of my lady's milk came out..." Fujita went crazy and licked Yuriko's milk. At the same time, his rhythm begins to speed up, and Yuriko's ripe honeypot is stirred by his hot cock. Yuriko: "Haa, ah, feel, ah, good, so good, Fujita...!" Fujita: "Ha, ha, ah, amazing, my lady, you are so excited, the more excited you get, the more sweet milk comes from you." "Oh, oh, please give me more milk! Please, it tastes so good!" Yuriko: "Oh! Oh, hi, ah, ah, ah, ah!" Fujita's big cock violently clamps Yuriko's cervix so hard that you could almost hear the sound of cum spurting out. Fujita's is long and thick, so he can reach her deepest part even if he doesn't go that deep. Because he tried to push it all the way to the root, her sensitive cervix was pushed up, and a storm of violent pleasure attacked Yuriko. Yuriko: "Hi! Hi! Ugh, u, ah, ah, ah" Fujita:"Oh, oh! Oh, My lady, you're leaking, oh, so much white milk... oh, oh." "Oh, it's delicious, oh, it's the best, please give me more!" Yuriko: "Ugh, mnn!!" Fujita shook his hips like crazy, and Yuriko's legs swayed like a toy. Her innermost part was pierced in quick succession, and her love juice overflowed like a flood made an unimaginable sound without any hesitation. Yuriko was already in a distant state of trance, even though she felt a slimy wetness down her groin. When that happened, she could no longer remember what she said or did. Time passes quickly. Before she knew it, it was noon the next day. Fujita: "Ah, my lady, ah, my lady's breasts, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" Fujita gleefully sucks the white breast milk that is dripping down while picking up her breasts. Yuriko even wonders if her breast milk contains drugs. Fujita's obsession with milk was already pathological. She even felt that Fujita's tenacity was causing her to produce milk that had already served its purpose. Fujita: "Ah, ah, ah! I'm coming, my lady, ah, I'm coming, ah!! Yuriko: "Ha, ah, ah, good, ah, take it out, ah, please, please...!" Fujita: "Hah, uh, hi, ah, ah, it's out, it's out, my lady, ah, ah, ah!" Fujita pulled his penis out of Yuriko with a flick of force, and stirred like a beast. Then, from his dark red tip, a thick seed vigorously stains Yuriko's white belly and breasts. Yuriko: "Oh... Fujita...!" Yuriko narrowed her eyes in enchantment as she felt the thick seed touch her sensitive skin. The mucous membrane that was violently rolled up and hot and moist was twitching and peristaltic. Fujita, who had run out of semen, buried his tool, which had not lost its momentum, between the gaps between her labia, which was wistfully melting again. Yuriko: "Aaahh!" Her whole body shudders, and sweat pours out of her pores. Yuriko, who had reached an unknown number of climaxes, bending back and flexing her toes. Fujita: "Haa... ah... it feels good... inside my lady... it's so wet and tight..." Fujita licks Yuriko's milk and his own bodily fluids scattered on Yuriko's skin with a stunned expression. Fujita never stops sucking Yuriko's body while ferociously moving his hips. Fujita: "Haa...ah, my lady..." "Please have mercy... give me more, more of my lady's milk..." Yuriko: "Hi!! Hyaaa!!" Than Yuriko flies to paradise. A large amount of love juice leaked out, and white milk floated from the thick nipples that stood erect. Her cliturus is rubbed up without interruption and her cervix is beaten again and again. Yuriko wanders to the extremes of heaven while scratching Fujita's head. Fujita: "Ahaha, aha, my lady, ah, feel so good, ah, aha" His sticky, wet tongue keeps crawling over her smooth skin. He looked exactly like a dog. He was a beautiful fluffy dog with purple eyes. ~END~

Living the married life, Fujita and Yuriko enjoy their life together and their marital duties. o(*////▽////*)q Translated Video Fujita: "My lady..." Fujita's voice is barely audible in her ears. He's still calling her "my lady". His obstinacy must be incurable. Fujita: "My lady... *sigh*. What should I do?" He's giving up. That's right, go on, give up. She's feeling so good right now, and she doesn't want him to disturb her. She can feel Fujita's fingers gingerly stroking her hair amidst her sleepy consciousness… And then, a soft sensation falls on her cheek. Fujita: "My lady... Please wake up. It's time for lunch." Yuriko: "Huh?" She blinks her eyes open... ...Only to find Fujita's appalled face staring at her. Yuriko: "Huh? Wha-- L-Lunch? Have I really been sleeping that long?" Fujita: "You didn't hear the clock striking? Honestly..." Yuriko: "Oh no... It's so useless!" Flustered, she quickly sits up in bed. The moment she sat up, a slimy white stuff overflowed between her crotch. Yuriko: "Ah..." Fujita: "What's wrong?" Yuriko frowns, as purple eyes look at her curiously. Fujita: "I made some beefsteak, so let's eat it while it's still warm. I'm sure it's delicious." Yuriko: "...You know, this is all your fault." Fujita: "Huh?" Yuriko: "I-It's your fault that I couldn't sleep well! I'm so tired, so yes, I'm allowed to sleep in late today!" Fujita: "...O-Oh? You're right, I suppose..." Fujita's cheeks turn red. Fujita: "My apologies..." Yuriko: "'My apologies', huh..." She has lost count of the number of times they've repeated this exact same conversation. It's only been a month since she and Fujita moved into this new house. Every day, Fujita embraces Yuriko. They do it until Yuriko almost passes out. She realizes now how much Fujia must have been keeping himself in check back in the manor. After all, the manor is occupied not only by Mizuhito but also the souls of Fujita's previous masters. So now that the two of them are living alone, Fujita has been seeking Yuriko every single night without even showing any signs of getting tired of her. Yuriko is now convinced of that, though she is impressed beyond dismay. It was only after she came to this house that she saw Fujita's work in a bright place, but at first she was frightened. With such a large scrotum, even if you take it out every night, it will soon accumulate.The penis is thicker than Yuriko's arm. She doesn't know about other men, but it clearly seemed too big. With this appetite, she's amazed he was able to stay single for three years. But with his personality, Fujita isn't the type to visit the red-light district So how did he handle his libido when he was single? She 's curious about it-- just a little. Fujita: "We're married, so... I would say it's normal for us to be intimate..." Yuriko: "...I don't know about other married couples, but do you really think it's normal for us to have sex every night?" Fujita: "As a married couple, yes. At least, I think so." Yuriko: "...Ugh..." He doesn't seem like he's willing to restrain himself even a little. Originally Yuriko had a thin waist. But recently, because of Fujita's big things, her pelvis has spread, and walking feels a little strange. Yuriko: (If this goes on, I'm going to die from exhaustion...) Fujita is still treating Yuriko like an aristocratic lady, and he refuses to let her handle the household chores. If Yuriko so much as tries to cook, do the laundry, or clean the house, he will get mad at her. Fujita has snatched every type of housework one can think of away from her. Of course, Fujita has a job. He now makes a living as a piano teacher. Which means, doing the household chores should be her role... Being married to a mommoner has removed Yuriko's nobility status under Japanese law, so she isn't an aristocrat anymore-- not a proper lady anymore. And yet, Fujita still calls her "my lady". That habit of his has prompted her to keep calling him "Fujita". He told her that he couldn't change the habit overnight after years of practicing it, but that's just another sign that they're not like other married couples. Fujita: "...If you're so curious about what other married couples do, why don't you ask the master?" Yuriko: "A-Ask my brother!? You can't be serious!" Fujita: "The master has this ability to answer even the most awkward question with ease." Yuriko: "Ugh, please... First of all, my brother isn't even married." Fujita: "He might not have married the lady in the most conventional sense, but he is living with her." Yuriko: "T-That's true, but..." Her brother is now living with a woman who is essentially his common-law wife. But he's treating the woman like a maid. The woman isn't from the red-light district, so her brother probably picked her up from some farming family in the neighborhood. Misuhito used to loathe letting her into the manor. But the woman is now pregnant. Some of their relatives who were concerned about the family's reputation told Mizuhito to cut ties with her. But apparently, Mizuhito decided to let her give birth to the child. Still, he doesn't have any intention to marry her. Her grandmother and other relatives chose to acknowledge the child, because now the family has an heir. Feeling sorry for the woman, Yuriko has repeatedly asked her brother to register the woman as his legal wife. But her words keep falling on deaf ears. Yuriko and Fujita themselves are practically isolated by their relatives due to the fact that she married a butler. However, that's just how her relatives act on the outside. Knowing how many hardships her household had to go through, her relatives strongly agree that it's only natural for the two people in the household who have been supporting each other to get married. And so, sometimes her relatives send her and Fujita gifts. The beef Fujita cooked today was, in fact, from her grandmother. After what happened, she outright rejected Shiba's marriage proposal. Although Shiba didn't hide his disappointment, he looked like he could guess the big picture after seeing Fujita practically snuggling up to her. When the two of them left the manor, her brother didn't say anything. He just had this slightly forlorn look on his face. Yuriko: "...Are you still holding a grudge against my brother?" Fujita: "Huh. N-No, not at all." Yuriko: "Really? you brought him up just now. I would beg to differ..." She glares at Fujita a bit, and he seems slightly awkward. Fujita: "...I mean, I'll be lying if I say I don't have even an ounce of a grudge left against him. but..." Yuriko: "See? ...*sigh* You're a real vixen-- totally effeminate." Fujita: "I'm not sure if what I just said warrants that comment..." Yuriko: "You brood for ages. If that isn't considered a feminine trait, I don't know what is... Yes, I am aware that what I just said sounds discriminatory toward women in general, but..." Fujita: "Am I effeminate?" Yuriko: "Yeah, well... I wish you could be more bold and direct in your actions, and behave more like a breadwinner. I don't want you to walk on eggshells around me." Fujita: "...Then that's what I will do." Yuriko: "Huh? ...Eep!" Suddenly, Fujita pushes Yuriko's shoulder and knocks her down onto the bed. He quickly covered the surprised Yuriko and opened the disheveled undergarments to strip her naked. Yuriko: "Eep!... Y-You gotta be kidding me!?" Fujita: "Actually, I've been agonizing since this morning. Last night, my lady fainted half way." Yuriko: "Ah... it's impossible... ah! Ah, no, ah Hmm…" Fujita: "Ah..." While sucking on Yuriko's lips, Fujita slowly rubs her exposed breasts. Just as his fingers grazed her nipple, her completely tamed body started to heat up and became ripe red and sharp. Fujita: "My lady... they're getting bigger and bigger... they can't fit in my hands anymore." Yuriko: “It’s… it’s because you touch them too much every day, you know…” Fujita: "No, it's because my lady has a lewd body." Yuriko: "Y-You're terrible... Ah, ah." He sucked on her erect nipple while rubbing the breast with all his might. She can feel the love juice leaking out from the back of her belly every time her breasts are caressed. Fujita is obsessed with Yuriko's milk like a suckling child. Yuriko feels embarrassed that her nipples, as well as her entire breasts, have grown due to his relentless caressing. Fujita: "Mmn... ah" "My lady... did you notice... some sweet and sour things are coming out...?" Yuriko: "I-I don't know... Ah, I don't know..." Fujita: "When we have a child... I'm really looking forward to having some sweet breastmilk..." Yuriko: "!! No way, you want to drink it...?" Fujita: "Is that wrong?" Yuriko: "O-Obviously! Why would you drink the milk that is meant for the baby!?" Fujita: "I like sweet things. You know that." Yuriko: "I-It doesn't matter...I don't like that..." She wanted to cry. Fujita sometimes says such funny things. Could it be that that's the purpose of pouring it into Yuriko many times every night? Yuriko shook her head as if to shake off her fearful imagination. Fujita: "Ah... My lady's breasts are like marshmallows... this proudly sucking baby here is happy..." Yuriko: "Idiot... you're proud of yourself..." Fujita: "Even with this, I'm refraining... If I suck too hard, this part of my lady will swell up red and it's a pity..." Yuriko: "Ha, ah... um, uh..." He hit her nipple with the tip of his tongue. With that much stimulation, her hips shook. Fujita's eyes moistened with excitement as he slid his hand down. Then, with a conditioned reflex, she opened her legs. Yuriko was already at Fujita's mercy, burning with desire. Fujita's fingers widen it to the left and right. Then the semen from last night still leaks out. Fujita: "There is quite some left..." Yuriko: "Well, that's why... yesterday was enough, wasn't it?" Fujita: "But my lady seems to be the greedy one here." Yuriko: "!? A-Are you blaming it on someone else!" Fujita: "Because you want it, right? Look." Fujita opens the front of his clothes and takes it out, completely erect. A phallus that pierces the heavens and sways heavily. A thick, long trunk that pulsates as it stands proudly. When she looked at it, her head melted like melting ice cream. It was because she knew all too well that it felt so good to be maddened by Fujita's thrusting her deep inside. Fujita: "Look... This part of my lady is twitching." Yuriko: “Oh, you… Really, since you came here, you’ve become good at saying embarrassing things…” Fujita: "It was my lady who made me do this." Yuriko: "...Don't blame other people for something like that." Fujita: "Because it can't be helped. For me, my lady is my number one priority." Yuriko: "Ah, ah... n-no, ah, ah, ah ah ah!!" Fujita: "Kuh...Haa...Ah..." "Nn... ah... Amazing... Even though you just woke up, my lady is a glutton..." Yuriko: "Ha...hi, ah, ah..." A thick and long object is inserted all the way to the back. The thing that Fujita left yesterday is pushed out and makes a messy and dirty sound. No matter how many times she puts her body on top of him, she can't get used to Fujita's thickness. The entrance is about to burst. But it's a unique comfort. It hurt so much at first, but now she probably can't live without it. When Fujita didn't move, the shaft she was holding in her entrance began to throb. She was desperately trying to suppress herself from shaking her hips. Fujita: "Haa...ah...ha" "My lady...your insides are moving...they're sticking to mine..." Yuriko: "Haa..."Haa...hi, that's..." Fujita: "It's true. Like this, hup…" Yuriko: "Hmm!!" Fujita: "Just move..." Yuriko: "Hiah... ah, haah!!" With only a few thrusts, Yuriko convulsed and reached the climax. The love juice suddenly overflows. The loosely moving Fujita's movements became smoother. Yuriko: "Ha... ah, ah..." Fujita: "Oh...My lady is so cute.... what a sensitive body..." "You’re so cute the way you eat it... Oh, it’s amazing... It's about to fit in all the way..." Her body trembles with the impatient movements. Yuriko: "Seriously... ah... You're mean, stop it..." Fujita: "Yeah...I'm sorry...my lady, I shouldn't tease you too much..." "Every time you look at me like that, I can't help but bully you..." Yuriko: "Ah! Ah! Hi, ah, ah!" Fujita's waist moves violently. His large shaft is stirring inside. It feels good. So very good. It's funny. Unconsciously, Yuriko is also shaking her hips. She wriggles with appetite to taste more of Fujita's. Fujita: "Ah...This is the best... my lady's scent...makes me dizzy..." “Ah, ah… My lady… I love you… I love you…” Yuriko: "Ah, ah, Fuji-ta... me, too..." Fujita: "My lady...!" When her emotions run high, she keeps calling him the way she was used to calling him. However, such a thing was no longer important to the two of them. Being a lady and a butler has become a very natural way of life for them. Perhaps because of that, there was always a perverted undertone. A forbidden relationship between two people who should not be together. These feelings only fuel their passion even more. Fujita: "Ha, ah, fu, ah, ha" "Oh, ha, ah, my lady, it feels good..." Yuriko: “Hm, I-I'm coming... Ah, a-again..." Fujita: "Let your voice out as much as you want, please... oh, let me hear your voice more... ah, ah" Yuriko: “Ah, ah, ah, ah…!!” Yuriko came again. She tightened herself around Fujita's waist with her thighs as she trembled. Sweat drips from Fujita's forehead. With a look of agony, he distorts his lips. Fujita: "Uh... uh, uh..., wa, me too... ah..." Yuriko: "Haa... ah... come on...Fujita...haa, ah." Fujita: "Haa, ah, ah, ku... Haa..." Fujita is driven in by the tightness of Yuriko's climax. His movements become more and more violent. He thrusted Yuriko so hard that she thinks that the bed might break. Her consciousness jumps with the pleasure of violence. Then with the next thrust pulls it back again. This process repeats itself multiple times. Fujita: "Aah! Aah! Ah, hah, coming...!" Yuriko: "Hya, ah! Ah, ah!" Fujita: "Ah, urhg, ah, ku, ah, ah" "Ah, ah... kuh... ahhhhh!!" Push up into her deepest part. His cock bends in her ripe vagina. Fujita: “Ha … ah … ah …” As if trying to spit out the last drop, he shuddered and shook. She can feel Fujita's pulse inside her. She felt a large lode being poured into her. Fujita: "Ah... hah... My lady..." Yukiko: "Mmn-- Hff..." Fujita: "Mmn... Ngh..." The kisses they exchange melt and enthrall them. The two continued to suck each other's mouths, with the still-hardened Fujita inside. In the meantime, they will embrace again. If they repeat this, Yuriko will become exhausted and faint. Yuriko absentmindedly starts to think as Fujita's tongue caresses the inside of her mouth. Yuriko: (I need to go to the doctor's office one of these days...) Her period hasn't come. Although it's only been late for a week, this has never happened before, so it's been on her mind. Besides, if you live like this, the odds of that happening seem infinitely high. Yuriko: (But I'm curious about what Fujita said earlier...) He wants to drink her milk... She doesn't think that it's a rational thing to do. However, he is a man who once licked Yuriko's nasal discharge when she caught a cold. To be honest, there are many things she can't keep up with... Aside from that, the budding of a new life would bring her great joy. She has lost many things and people that are important to her. Yuriko has been hoping to grow her family. She has always wanted to build a warm household. Fujita: "My lady..." Yuriko: "...What?" Fujita: "Are you... happy, my lady?" Fujita asks and, for some reason, he sounds a little worried. Yuriko laughs at her faint-hearted husband. Yuriko: "What is it? Why are you making that face?" Fujita: "I just... I'm so happy that it scares me..." Yuriko: "Fujita..." Fujita: "Sometimes I wonder if these happy days are a result of my ego... if I'm the only one who's happy..." Fujita murmurs while rubbing his cheek against hers. Fujita: "It's only occasional, but the doubt does cross my mind from time to time..." Yuriko: "...You don't have to worry about that, Fujita." Yuriko gingerly kisses his cheek. Yuriko: "I'm happy to be with you... I'm happy that I get to spend my days with you in this house...." Fujita: "My lady... Yes..." "You are my lady... Forever, my lady!" Fujita leans in to capture Yuriko's lips in another intense bout of kisses. It appears that their sweet time isn't going to end just yet. The big beefsteak served on the white plates on the white plates on the dining table is still untouched, and it must have surely gone cold by now. ~END~

After overcoming a lot of obstacles, Fujita returns to Yuriko after leaving the hospital and FINALLY accepts her feelings. \(ㄒoㄒ)/ Translated Video Yuriko: "...!? Yes...?" Someone has knocked at the door, and the sound is enough to make her flinch. Has Majima returned? Her mind begins to conjure up the impossible. Fujita: "My lady..." Yuriko: "Fujita!? Why are you here?" Fujita is supposed to be in the hospital. So why has he already returned? She can see a bandage wrapped around his wound through the tear in his shirt. It looks painful. Yuriko: "Are you alright?" Fujita: "Yes. It is just a scratch." Yuriko: "No way. He shot you with a gun." Fujita: "I am fine. I believe staying in the hospital without being able to see your face would be worse for my health, my lady." Yuriko: "Fujita..." They were only apart for a short time, but she already missed Fujita. Now that he is standing here, actually here and alive, all the relief comes crashing down at her. Yuriko: "Fujita!" Fujita: "...! My lady..." Unable to hold it in any longer, she lunges at Fujita to hold on to him. His heart is indeed beating. And his body is indeed warm. These things are only natural, but they're enough to fill her eyes with tears of happiness. Yuriko: "I'm so glad..." Fujita: "..." Yuriko: "I'm so glad you're alright... I'm truly glad..." The series of shocking events have made her forget. That this person is just what she needed. She's able to realize this fact by feeling Fujita's temperature. Without this person, she realizes, she won't be able to even breathe. Fujita: "My lady..." Yuriko: "...What?" Fujita: "My, uh... My left arm is still injured..." Yuriko: "Oh gosh!!" She peels herself off Fujita right away. She did wrap her fingers tightly around his left arm. Chided herself for her forgetfulness, she feels pathetic. Yuriko: "I-I'm so sorry!" Fujita: "...Hehe. You haven't changed at all, my lady." Fujita smiles wryly and strokes Yuriko's cheek tenderly. His gaze is so deep as if he's trying to peer into her soul. Fujita: "I am so glad you are safe..." Yuriko: "Fujita..." Fujita: "I thought I was going to die from the shock right there when Majima... pointed his gun at you." Yuriko: "B-But... You shouldn't have been so reckless." Yuriko trembles as she recalls the moment Fujita collapsed in front of her. Yuriko: "You're lucky, because it's just a scratch, but... It could've been worse, you know!!" Fujita: "And I still would not mind that injury any more than I do this scratch. Protecting you comes first." Yuriko: "I don't like that!!" Yuriko clings to Fujita's chest. Yuriko: "I don't even want to imagine... a world without you by my side..." Fujita: "My lady..." Fujita firmly wraps his right arm around Yuriko's back Fujita: "...I feel the same. Hence why my body moved on its own to jump between you and him..." Yuriko: "...Just, please... Please don't do anything dangerous anymore." Fujita: "I could ask you the same thing." They both pull back at the same time, stare into each other's eyes, and smile. It isn't clear who moved first, but they both leaned in to bring their faces closer. Fujita: "My lady..." Yuriko: "Mmn..." It's the kind of kiss that puts her mind at ease. They bit each other's lips and slowly entwined their tongues. They've kissed several times before, but this is the first time a kiss has been able to fill Yuriko's head with a dizzying sort of heart. She doesn't know if it's because Fujita is particularly good at it or because she's more sensitive from all the overwhelming emotions, but the kisses have caused her entire body to tingle. She finds Fujita's scent relaxing. She wishes they could embrace each other like this forever. She's getting dizzy. She knows Fujita is injured, but she can't help it when her body leans toward him. Fujita: “Haah... Aah... My lady..." Yuriko: "Mnn-- Huff... Ah... N-No... I can't..." She tries to control herself before she ends up resting her entire weight against Fujita. However, his right arm moves to pull Yuriko even closer towards him. Yuriko: "Ah... Fuji... ta... I will end up hurting you..." Fujita: "My lady..." Yuriko Squirms in his hold a little, and Fujita pulls back, fixing her with an unwavering and hot gaze. Fujita: "I want you, my lady..." Yuriko: "....!" Fujita: "I don't want us... to part..." Yuriko: Fujita..." Her heart is pounding so loudly in her chest and for a brief second, she wonders if her heart has filled her entire being. She understands how Fujita must be feeling. After all, Yuriko feels the same. After witnessing the danger of death with her own eyes, she feels something akin to impatience swirling inside her. She feels like she has to bind herself to him with an even stronger connection, lest they be wrenched apart. She likes Fujita. She believes no one else understands her better than he does. No one else can protect her. Yuriko: "...Sure." Fujita: "...My lady..." Yuriko: "I... want you too... I want all of you." Fujita: "Oh. Well..." Fujita says in between sighs and tightens his embrace around Yuriko. And then, the two of them fall on the bed with their limbs tangled. Yuriko's hair is splayed against the white sheet. Her kimono is disheveled. Fujita hasn't stopped peppering Yuriko with kisses. It's as if he's been freed of the chain binding him all this time. Fear arises in the back of her heart at his unreserved moves. Yuriko: "Mnn... Fu... jita...!" Fujita: "Haaah... Mnn... Aah... I like you... I like you, my lady..." Without minding his injured left arm, he bends over Yuriko and touches her body. His touches leave trails of fire across her skin, raising the temperature of her body to match Fujita's heat. She's scared, but she can't run away. The gentle Fujita is treating her not so gently right now. Witnessing his unexposed emotions for the first time, Yuriko is at a loss, for she is experiencing both fear and excitement right now. Fujita: "My lady... Ah... My precious lady..." While licking the inside of her mouth, his big palm crawls roughly like scraping Yuriko's body. Her disheveled collar is opened with a jerk. Her white breasts spilling out, and Fujita's trembling hands rub them roughly. Yuriko gasped. She was touched there so boldly that her heart couldn't keep up. When the tips were rubbed, an electric current ran through her lower abdomen. She can feel her nipples perk up. Her skin is burning hot. Fujita: "Ah, so soft... My lady's skin is about to melt..." Yuriko: "Nn, n... no.... Stop, touching them like that..." Her breast fits perfectly in Fujita's big hand. Both breasts are rubbed together, and the nipples are rolled persistently with the belly of the thumb, and her skin begins to heat up. The red tips are completely hardened. The thought that Fujita had done that to her made her feel ashamed. Before long, Fujita's fingers raised Yuriko's bare thighs. All her hairs began to stand up. Fujita's palm approached a place that had never been touched by anyone. Yuriko: "Ah... N-No..." Fujita: "My lady... I want to touch every part of you..." "Do you want me to stop? ...Are you in pain?" Yuriko: "I-I don't want you to stop, but... Be more gentle..." Fajita: "Alright... I understand..." Yuriko: "Fuji-- Mnn!" When he strongly sucks her lower lip, Yuriko momentarily feels like her consciousness is going to slip away. And immediately, she felt Fujita's finger touching her most intimate place. ​ Yuriko: "Ha... Ungh, uh... ah" Fajita: "My lady... Haa... Ah... Nn..." The base of her thigh is trembling as Fujita's finger touches her most intimate spot. Just thinking about it made her so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear. Her face gets hot and she's out of breath. She feels Fujita's finger. The movement of Fujita's tongue, which is entwined with Yuriko's tongue, becomes hot and persistent. Fajita's fingertips groping there gradually became bolder. She could hear the wet sound in her own ears, and her cheeks suddenly became hot and convulsed. Yuriko: (Fujita's finger... his finger...) It's embarrassing... But it feels good. My waist is about to move. When the folds were traced and the sensitive part of the tip was rolled around, a high voice seemed to leak out from between the back of her clenched teeth. With his rough sigh, Fujita must have found out that she was feeling pleasure. The more she thought about it, the hotter her body became. She was blown away by Fujita's busy breathing and deep love. Fajita: “My lady... Does it hurt?... Do you hate it...?” Yuriko: "I-I'm fine..." Fajita: “Can I put my finger in…?” Yuriko: "Ah... Please... d-do as you will..." ​ Fajita: "Alright, my lady..." His finger that was trying to stir the entrance with the sticky liquid slipped inside. That feeling. The strange sensation of something entering her interior for the first time. Fujita's fingers are incredibly long. They reach deep inside and wriggles as if stroking the ripe mucous membrane inside. Fajita: "...It's hot...And so very wet..." Yuriko: "Haa... ah, ah..." It's scary. She didn't know there was such a deep place in her body. Fujita closed his eyes and quivered his eyelashes as he searched inside Yuriko. Breathing hot and rough. Fujita: "Oh, amazing... My lady's insides... are tightening around my fingers..." Looking at his passionate expression up close, she gradually began to feel excited by the sensation of Fujita's fingers. The usual stern Fujita was floating in heat as he was touching her body. How lovely he is. This Fujita is not a brazen Fujita. In front of her was the real, bare-faced Fujita. Fujita: "Well... ah... I can't..." Yuriko: "...?" Fujita's body shook. He gently pulled out his finger. Her love juice leaks out along with a moist sound. The sound and feel made her cheeks warm. Fujita's fingers scraped out something from deep within her body. Fujita untied his belt around his waist and lowered his zipper. Yuriko cannot see what Fujita is doing down there. All she could see was Fujita's flushed cheeks. Suddenly, he opened her legs wide. Between her legs, she feels something squeeze. Fujita's throat moved greatly. Fujita: "... My lady...!" Yuriko: "...Ah..." She was strongly pushed onto the bed. Yuriko involuntarily climbs up on her bed in an attempt to escape, as she anticipates an invasion of something terrifyingly large. However, the tip of it was unexpectedly easily swallowed by the slimy entrance. At that moment, she felt a shock that made her eyes turn red. Fujita: "Ugh... ah, hah... ha" Yuriko: "Mmn... ha... ah, ha..." Fujita: "Kuh... uh, ugh... tight... ah, ah" She felt a severe pain shoot through her entire body. Every time Fujita moves forward, a stabbing pain penetrates her whole body. The tips of her extremities were numb, and her head was vaguely smoldering, as if it had been hit. Fujita is inside. Is accepting someone so painful? Yuriko: "Urgh... uh, ah... hah" Fujita: "Haa... aa... My lady... ah, haa..." "Oh, ha... My apologies... Ah, please don't cry..." Fujita's tongue licked the tears that overflowed from the corners of Yuriko's eyes. Even just staying still was excruciatingly painful, but every time Fujita started to move slowly, a pain that felt like she was going to die ran through her spine. Fujita: "Ku, hah, ha, ah" "Haa, haa, ah, ah, my lady, my lady...!!" Yuriko: "Hi... ah, ah, ah, hah, so hot, ah, ah" Fujita: "Ah, ah... ah, feels so good... ah... my lady..." "Inside my lady... ah, it's so hot... ah, hah, amazing... ah, I'm so happy... my lady...!" Gradually, Fujita began to move and repeat the phrase "my lady" while thrusting his hips. Every time he pierces inside, a heavy impact bursts in the back of her stomach. As Fujita tries to fill it all in, you can see the penis bending inside. She is full and in pain. Her entrance was torn apart, her back was sore, and she continued to endure the severe pain that felt like she was going to die. Still, looking at Fujita's enthusiastic expression makes Yuriko feel happy. It hurts, it hurts so much, and she wants it to end quickly, but she also wants it to last as long as possible. Torn by conflicting thoughts, her body was only shaken by Fujita, but before she knew it, Yuriko had her arms around his neck. Fujita: "Haa, ah, ku, fua, ah, ah" "Ah, my lady... Haa, ah, I'm close, ah... ah" Yuriko: "Kuh, uh... ha, ah... fu, good... uh, uh..." Fujita: "N-Nha... Ah... Ah... Ah..." "My lady... Ah, I like you... I like you, my lady..." While consuming each other's lips, they connect their bodies in a crazy way. Nothing separates them anymore. They are connected. At their deepest point, they rub wet mucous membranes against each other, feeding on each other's breath. They were completely transformed into one body and wriggling. They rise towards the peak of heat. Fujita: "Haa, ah, mnn, ngh..." “Fu... uh, ah... I'm, about to, come... ah, ah, ah.” Fujita's movements became violent and small. The pain of being torn apart at the entrance grows sharper, and Yuriko swallows a scream that is about to spill out. Yuriko: "S-Shhh! Ah... Ah, Ah Ah" Fujita: "Ah, ah, my lady, my lady...!" "Ah... Agh...!!" Fujita moved recklessly, pushed up the back with all his might, shuddered, made a big convulsion, and then stopped. Yuriko desperately clung to Fujita's back and endured it while endlessly shedding tears from the excruciating pain that put her on the verge of passing out. Fujita, still holding Yuriko tightly, trembled. After that he went quiet. Yuriko vaguely realized that one act was over. Yuriko: "Fujita..." She strokes his hair. Beads of sweat adorn the back of Fujita's neck, and she can smell his thick body odor wafting from there. His smell is like that of an animal. But when she was enveloped in his scent, for some reason she felt herself tightening Fujita, who was still inside her. Fujita: "Haa...haa..." "My... lady..." Startled and trembling, Fujita pulled back in a panic. She felt that a large lump slipped out of her. She felt the cold air touch there, as if a gaping hole had opened. Then she felt something leaking out. Was it what Fujita released, or was it leaked by her? Yuriko gingerly wipes the sweat on Fujita's forehead with her fingers. He looks down at Yuriko with glassy eyes. Fujita: "My lady... My apologies..." Yuriko: "Stop it, Fujita... I'm happy we can be together..." Fujita: "But... even when my lady was crying, I couldn't stop myself." Yuriko: "... It's okay... It was painful, but I'm happy..." She genuinely thinks so from the bottom of her heart. The greater the pain of accepting Fujita, the more she realized that they have both overcome a long and difficult winding road. Besides, the person who half-forced this relationship to happen was none other than Yuriko herself. Fujita has rejected Yuriko many times. But each time, Yuriko yanked him back toward her. This pain may have been the compensation. When she thought about it, she felt that her faint sense of guilt towards Fujita was fading away. Fujita: "Ah... My lady!" Yuriko: Mmn..." Seemingly overcome with feelings, Fujita peppers her with more fevered kisses. This is the hot passion that Fujita has always been hiding beneath his cold expression. The fact that he is now unreservedly coming at Yuriko with his ardor fills her heart with bliss. Finally, she can feel that the wall between them has been torn down. ~End~

Now presumed to be dead and blind, Yuriko had been captured by Shiba never to leave his side again.... (´。＿。｀) ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: sexual violence, stockholm syndrome. Translated Video ...How much time has passed? She threw herself into the dark river and let the stream carry her, but she hit her head on the pier and lost consciousness. Her last coherent memory was the coldness of the water stroking her cheeks and the loud, rushing sound of the stream. She wonders if this is her parting moment with this world. If it is, she's going to miss the five senses of her body. Yuriko: (Am I... dead...?) The question swirls inside her head, but she can't tell if she's dead or still alive. She seems to be holding onto something. But when she tries to see, and she knows her eyes are open, her vision is filled only with fuzzy flickers of light. She can't see anything else. Yuriko: (Have I already crossed... to the other side...?) She can't see anything. She can't hear anything. That's not quite right, though. She can still lift her fingers when she wants to, and she's fairly sure she can move her limbs too. This sensation is... Yes, a futon bed. The weight on top of her body must be a blanket. This feels a lot like someone has tucked her into bed and laid a blanket on top of her. Yuriko: "What...?" The question slips out of her mouth on its own accord. Oh... So she can talk. And she can hear her own voice. But her vision is totally obscured. Is she blindfolded? She lifts her hand in front of her face. But she can't see her hand. She blinks and her eyes obey. But... But they won't see. Yuriko: "W-Why...?" Her pulse is beating hard, the sound loud in her ears. ...Oh. Her heart is beating. Is she, maybe, still alive? But then, why can't she see anything? And where is she? Why did it turn out like this...? A plethora of doubts and waves of fear and anxiety rush through Yuriko's head. She freezes in the futon bed. Fearfully, she tries to sit up. The blanket slides down from her body, and she is probably wearing a yukata. And then she feels slightly dizzy. It's like her body has lost its core, and she can't find any ounce of strength in her. But she sits up and succeeds. The simple act has her breathing roughly. And, yes, her eyes still can't see anything. Yuriko: (What is wrong with me...? What happened to me...?) At that time, she hears footsteps approaching from afar. Yuriko sucks in a nervous breath. Her body grows rigid. Someone else is here. The footsteps are drawing near but then they stop- perhaps realizing that Yuriko is now sitting up in the futon bed. Shiba: "... You're awake..." Yuriko: "...!" That voice... Yuriko: "S-Shiba...? Is that you, Shiba...?" Shiba: "Wait there. I'm going to call a doctor." The footsteps walk away in a hurry. Yuriko is horrified. That little interaction just now has convinced her that yes, she failed to die, and she is indeed still alive. Right... It's very likely that her savior was that man. The cause of all of her misfortunes... Yuriko: (And here I thought... I could finally be liberated...) The despair is too much for Yuriko to bear, and she collapses on the futon bed. Her consciousness is slipping away again. It didn't take long for a doctor to come and perform various kinds of examinations on Yuriko. In addition to her head injury, She also has a slight fever. Other than that, she's perfectly fine. However, it turns out that she did lose her eyesight. It seems that people who hit their heads sometimes do become blind. While some of these cases of blindness are temporary, most aren't. After telling them that he will be back for another examination the doctor leaves. The instant Yuriko is left alone with Shiba, dark clouds cloth her chest. She not only survived but also lost her eyesight. To top it all off, this man has gotten a hold of her. This must be hell. Shiba: "...So your eyes can't see anymore..." He mutters, his tome heavy, and rests his large palm on Yuriko's forehead while she's lying down on the futon bed. Shiba: "This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't been stupid and jumped into a river... You survived because I immediately dragged you out... I guess keeping an eye on you around the clock was a good call." Yuriko: "...You were keeping an eye on me...?" Shiba's remark startles Yuriko, striking her with a humiliating rage. Maybe the rage slipped out, and Shiba could detect it from her tone because he chuckles. Shiba: "Why are you angry about it? It's thanks to my surveillance that you survived." Yuriko: "What if I didn't want to be saved...!?" She can't hold the rage in any longer and hands her forehead. Yuriko: "Why did you have to save me!? I wanted to go where my brother is! Where my family is! As soon as possible...!" Shiba: "I can't let you die." The hand that she's slapped away now reaches out to cup her cheek. She lifts her hand to slap it away again but his other hand stops her. That's when she feels Shiba's breath fanning her forehead, and her entire body is petrified. She gulps, the difference in their strength is overwhelming. Her lips are trembling because the eerie silence is terrifying. Yuriko: "W-Where am I...?" Shiba: "It doesn't matter now, does it? You can't see anyway. If you can't see, everywhere is the same." Yuriko: "Let me go home! Fujita... Fujita must be looking for me now..." Shiba: "Looking for you....?" His tone grows ominous. Shiba: "...Haha! No one, not a single person, is looking for you out there." Yuriko: "...What are you saying...?" Shiba: "You're... dead. In the eyes of the public. Your entire household has been completely wiped out." It hits her like a bucket of cold water. She can't understand what Shiba is saying. Her entire household has been wiped out? But she's here, alive. What is he getting at? And if the public knows about it, it means that at least several days have passed since she jumped into the river. Yuriko feels like she's just come back to reality after wandering in a different realm. What happened while she was out? Shiba: "It's really a pity that you lost your eyesight. I was actually thinking of showing you all the newspapers once you woke up." "Every headline was dramatic. 'Oh, the tragedy! A Household's Chain of Misfortunes' or something along those lines..." "Your manor is now a sightseeing spot for curious onlookers. Can't blame the aristocrats, you know? There's nothing that they love more than gossiping." Yuriko: "W-Wait a minute... H-How could that be possible...? I'm here! I'm still alive...!" Shiba: "...They found a corpse that looked a lot like you." Yuriko: "...!?" Shiba: "The corpse seems to have been marred until its original features are unrecognizable, much like your brother's. But it does look like you and, more importantly, it's wearing your kimono." She doesn't know what to say. A corpse that looked like her appeared at this time... How could there be such a coincidence? And above all, the corpse is wearing her kimono. This can only mean one thing... Yuriko: "...How... How did you transport the corpse...?" Shiba: "...What are you talking about?" Yuriko: "Don't play dumb..! I know... I know it was all your doing, wasn't it!?" The only man who could help himself to her kimono is him - the man who saved her life. How could he do something so cruel? How could this man orchestrate her death after causing the Nomiya household to suffer through so many hardships!? Shiba: "...Let's say your household remains and can still return to that place. What can you guys do?" "Your family couldn't do anything to pay off that huge amount of debt. And now, your eyes can't even see." Yuriko: "...Ugh!" Rage rumbles inside her, and words won't come out of her throat. Remind her who it was again that increased the amount of her family's debt? Who was it again that pushed the Nomiya household to the verge of destruction? She wants to scream those words, yell them again and again in his face. But she knows doing so is futile; it won't affect him. Because he is a demon - a heartless demon - and she isn't foolish enough to hope that a demon would lend her an ear. Shiba: "...I know you won't believe me, but I'll say this anyway." "I wasn't the one responsible for the increase of your household's debt. I did drive Iida into a corner, but... I never did anything to harm your family." Yuriko: "...You're right. I don't believe you." Shiba: "Yeah, figures. The corpse modification... I didn't come up with the idea myself, but... I did make the final decision." Suddenly, Shiba's tone changes, and it sounds earnest now. Shiba: "Thinking back on it, your family's misfortune started with the evening party, and you guys have been on the sure path of destruction since then. Even so, you kept rejecting me, hating me, and ultimately, you tried to kill yourself..." "Now you're mine... You lost your eyesight and any evidence that you're still alive... It's like the universe is trying to turn me into a beast..." Yuriko: "...And are you going to trap me here?" Yuriko barks out a scornful laugh. Shiba is acting as if he has nothing to do with everything - as if someone else is pulling the strings. Yuriko: "I'm blind. Perfect. Maybe now I can be one of those pitiable women in Lady Kyoko's scary stories." Shiba: "...Yeah. I guess you can." His voice is tinged with a dark sort of heat. Shiba: "But... I hope now you understand that I wasn't trying to marry you because I wanted to earn the label 'aristocrat' for myself." "You're dead. And you're blind. No other man will want a woman like you, except me...!" Shiba's voice booms threateningly and Yuriko gasps. He looms over her and dips his head to devour her lips like the beast that he is. That makes sense. Yuriko is a deceased person in society and for Shiba to still want her means that he isn't after mere noble entitlements after all. But so what? It isn't going to erase the fact that he cornered the Nomiya household and pushed them into the bottom of the abyss. However, it's as the man says. Yuriko is dead and blind. The only place she can belong is here. She's been thrown into the darkness of despair, and waiting at the bottom is a starving beast. ​ ...How long has it been since then? Yuriko, who lost her sight, could not see day or night. As she later learned, this place seems to be a prison made underground. Because it is underground, the temperature is kept constant, and it is impossible to know the change in time by changes in temperature. However, she came to think that the passage of day and night didn't matter anymore. Yuriko was a pet kept by a man named Shiba. Like a love toy, no, a sex toy. Although she is treated with great care, Shiba's hand has never touched Yuriko without having a sexual desire. Despite her blindness, she dresses up like a doll, wearing expensive hairpins and kimonos, but in the end she is forced to take them off as well. And so, contrary to Yuriko's will, her body began to adapt to this life. With her sharpened sense of hearing, she can hear Shiba's footsteps even from a distance. Then, as if the sound was a signal, her crotch began to moisten. She had become a splendid whore. The sound of her own rough breathing and licking of his skin resounding vaguely. And the small rings of the bell attached to her nipples. Every time Yuriko shakes her breasts, its weight stimulates the nipple and becomes unbearable. Each time, the "zuiki" inserted in her vagina is tightened, and it is dominated by a painful and crazy pleasure. But that wasn't enough. She wants something longer, thicker and hotter. Yuriko wasn't allowed to do that until she had licked all the honey on Shiba's skin. But she is already close to her limit. Yuriko: "Oh, ah... please... more..." Shiba: "What's wrong? You haven't finished licking it all yet." Yuriko: "N-No... I want more..." Shiba: "Is it not big enough? I was thinking of making it bigger, but ......" Yuriko: "N-No... t-this is good..." Yuriko drooled and stuffed Shiba's cock. It's big enough to make her jaw fall off- Oh, I want it. I want this one. She wants him to plunge it all the way in, violently take it in and out, and drop it in the bottomless swamp of pleasure. It didn't matter what Shiba did to her or what kind of man he was. This is the only thing in Yuriko's world. This strong male genitalia with floating blood vessels. This is the only thing that makes her happy. While she was making a flashy slurping noise while slurping his penis, her hair was stirred with a gentle hand. Shiba: "...You've become completely lewd...The dignified pride and shining brilliance you once had are no longer there..." "But now you have the opposite charm... You're like an addictive drug... Not a single day goes by without me embracing you..." Shiba's hand lifted Yuriko's head, which was stuck to his penis. Then, spread it on the futon, he kisses and licks her lips as much as he wants. Then the zuiki fell out of Yuriko's wet and sly vagina. The congested flower petals are wriggling. A big, hot mass pressed against it, happily sucking on its smooth glans. The strong firmness is strongly pulled in as it takes the place of zuiki, and rubs up the vagina walls that have become ripe and juicy. It's a pleasure that doesn't seem to be of this world. The backs of her eyes are flickering and sparks. Yuriko opened her blind eyes and gasped with joy. Yuriko: "Oh, hah, ah, ah, so good..." Shiba: "Ah...You're squeezing so tightly… You're really lewd… You seem to be consuming it from the root..." Yuriko spread her legs and turned her hips to swallow more. She can hear Shiba groaning sadly. It's like the voice of pain, and it feels good. Her breasts are rubbed violently, and the bells on her nipples ring. The weight of the bell stimulates her nipples, and she feels a pleasant sensation as if an electric current ran through her uterus. Shiba: "Oh... Your breasts are getting bigger and bigger... Now they can't even fit in my palm..." "The inside is also simmering... It sticks to my cock and tries to squeeze out the semen... Ah, it's the best..." Shiba let out an enchanted voice, hugging Yuriko's leg and violently pushing his penis in and out. Yuriko writhed in pleasure, clinging to Shiba's bareback, relentlessly checking the undulations of his muscles with her fingers. Her sense of touch had sharpened after she lost her sight, and her fingers can perceive fine downy hairs and spasms of pleasure. With her senses of smell and hearing sharpened, Yuriko, who is blind, lives in a state where all the remaining senses are vividly enhanced. Therefore, the pleasure of touching the skin is also enormous. Just being caressed for a little bit, a sensuality that makes goosebumps runs down her spine. Yuriko: "Haa, oh, it's amazing, it feels so good." Shiba: "Ha, ku, ha, ha, ah" "Ku, haa, ah, it smelled good... Ah, your estrus is sweet..." "Wonderful... I don't know any other woman who gives off such a scent... Ah, you are my opium... You're a horrible woman who makes me addicted..." A thick and heavy phallus that warps back mercilessly rolls up Yuriko's mucous membrane that has melted. Shiba's pubic hair rubbed up the clitoris, which was erected and the foreskin turned smoothly, and the cervix was pierced, and Yuriko flew to a climax little by little. ...So good. It feels great. It's amazing. That's all she can think of. In this damp and warm prison, the distorted pleasure of being toyed with by a man she hates so much that she wants to kill herself. Yuriko gradually came to believe that she had not survived, but instead fell into a hideous lust-indulging hell. That's why she has such an inexhaustible libido. She's sure she'll never be able to finish this feast until she's sucked this man down to his bones. The uterus contracts to a violent climax. The love juice leaks out and soaks the futon. The stretched man finally became sweaty, let out a voice of agony, and shook his hips busily. Shiba: "Kuh, ah, fu, ha, ha" "Ah, ah... I'm coming, I'm coming..." As if in response to the last violent thrust, the bells were ringing softly at the tips of her breasts, which bounced like rubber balls. Shiba: "Ugh!! Uh..." Yuriko sticks to Shiba's stiff neck as he ejaculates. Beneath her lips, she feels the presence of a thick carotid artery throbbing in smooth skin. ...Oh. She wants to tear it apart. Yuriko always struggles with that urge in the unprotected moment of a man's ejaculation. She wants to bite his neck. Or, poke it with the tip of the hairpin from her hair. Then this hell will end. Kill the man, cut his throat and die herself. However, Yuriko always ends up unable to carry it out. What a coward she is, she laughs at herself. There is new life in her belly. He will notice soon. She has not yet abandoned her sanity to feel love for such things. She wants to go crazy quickly, but she can't. This is hell. And she guesses she can't go to her brother, mother, or father anymore because she's content with that situation. Yuriko: (I wonder... what will happen from now on) In a world without light, Yuriko groans as she is chained to the prison of her body. What will happen to her from now on? And what will happen to this child born from the womb of a dead man? With her blind eyes closed, in complete darkness, Yuriko caught the man's lips as hot as fire. Behind her eyelids, she sees something floating in the dark, cold river. It was a lily. The pale face illuminated by the moon, not knowing whether it is dead or alive. Her eyelids wriggle and she opens her eyes. But nothing is shown there. The light of the moon, floating in the abyss of her pitch-black glass like eyes, disappeared. ~END~

Yuriko and Shiba are finally married and now that the wedding is over they have some time to relax. (/ω＼*)……… (/ω•＼*) Translated Video The wedding of Yuriko and Shiba went off without a hitch. Given that it's a wedding between a typical nouveau riche and an aristocrat, all of the newspapers release articles about Yuriko and the people around her, each one driven by sordid curiosity. Not to mention that it's a union between Shiba, who has been the most successful businessman in recent years, and the daughter of the Nomiya household, which became famous at one point as a result of their misfortune. The articles label her as an aristocratic lady that Shiba bought with money. People are convinced that their marriage is a political one, and they look at them with criticizing eyes. However, the two of them really couldn't care less about what society thinks and the spreading rumors. A celebratory feast held at a hotel follows the wedding ceremony. Hundreds of ladies and gentlemen in extravagant outfits gather in a large hall with a luxurious chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Each one of the guests seems to be proof of Shiba's wealth and power. But Yuriko spots several unexpected guests there. These guests are children, many of them. Shiba: "Hey, everyone! Thanks for coming!" Shiba greets the children with a broad grin on his face. The children look shy, maybe not accustomed to being dressed up, but they quickly gather around Shiba. Little boy: "Hey, director. So this person is your wife?" Shiba: "Yeah, she is. Isn't she a beauty?" Little girl 1: "She is! And her kimono is so beautiful! It's Sparkling!" Little girl 1: "I recognize her hairstyle! It's called the Take Shimada high chignon!" The children began talking at once, and Shiba watches them with a smile. Yuriko gapes, staring at him and the group of children in confusion. Her brain supplies her with several possible scenarios. She quickly eliminates the illegitimate children theory because there are so many of them. Next, she wonders if the children are Shiba's relatives, but then she remembers that he has no kin so that theory can't be right either. Then, who are they? What kind of a connection do they have with Shiba? The questions are too big for her to answer, and they loom over her brain. Soon, however, the children leave, even though they haven't even been around for an hour. After watching the group of children leave, Yuriko whispers her questions because she can't keep them to herself any longer. Yuriko: H-Hey, Junichi... Who are those children? Why did they call you 'director'?" Shiba: "Oh, right... I guess I never told you." Shiba sounds like he genuinely forgot to tell Yuriko, and she braces herself for the worst. She's nervous, fearing that she's about to learn a new, shocking fact right here in the hall at her own wedding. However, she certainly doesn't expect the words that leave Shiba's mouth next. Shiba: "Actually, I'm running an orphanage." Yuriko: "H-Huh? An orphanage...?" The truth stuns her, and for a moment, she struggles to find the right words to say. Shiba and an orphanage. The two nouns leave such different impressions - they're basically poles apart. Yuriko: I-I thought you're a businessman, and you're running a trading company?" Shiba: "Yeah, my main occupation is trading." Yuriko: "Main occupation...? But I don't think running an orphanage is something that you can do as a side job." Shiba: "Actually, an acquaintance was the one running the orphanage. I'd been making donations since I started making profits from my business, but then my acquaintance died from the flu epidemic." "So, I took over after that. Of course, I'm leaving the management to the employees who've been working under the previous director." Yuriko: "...I see..." She's never even heard about Shiba's business in detail, so it only adds to her surprise that he's been running an orphanage. However, she knows from looking at the smile Shiba showed to the children that he does not treat the orphanage as a mere pastime or some philanthropist work as a businessman. Yuriko often thinks that Shiba's smile resembles that of a little kid. Of course, he is capable of making that commercial smile as a businessman, but the real smile that he shows her is as pure as a child's. And he shows the same pure smile in front of those children. Yuriko believes that it's only possible because Shiba does love them from the bottom of his heart. Shiba: "I'm thinking of building a school next; a school where anyone can study without having to pay." Yuriko: "...Why a school?" Shiba: "Because I myself had a hard time. I had no parents or anyone to support me. I had no choice but to live by doing bad things." "I decided to live an honest life after I met you, but that decision only made living more painful. Especially when I wanted to go to school, but couldn't do so easily because education required money." "I wanted to help as many poor children as possible so that they can live and study like an average person. I want them not to give up on living and dreaming." Yuriko: "Not to give up on... dreaming." Yuriko finds herself repeating words that may sound a bit grandiose to some people. Shiba smiles wryly at her. Shiba: "...You probably don't know what it feels like to be truly poor in this country, but there are countless children who aren't even allowed to dream." "In the slums, one gets on in life precisely by giving up. There are children who want to study but can't. Young people who can't become who they want to be.." "Some people are being forced to work themselves to the bone in unsanitary conditions, only to receive cheap wages. When they reach their 50s, they lose all faith in the world and commit suicide. The number of these people is increasing - they think of themselves as living pests who are better off dead." Yuriko: "..." Yuriko is at a loss for words after hearing the miserable story. She never knew there was such a world where one was not allowed to even dream. It is at this moment that Yuriko understands the meaning of Shiba's words. Shiba: "I know what it feels like to be poor. And I bet you can't even begin to imagine the severity of my penniless day. It was like living in hell." When Yuriko heard those words for the first time, she didn't pay attention at all because the only emotion she felt toward Shiba back then was repulsion. But now, she feels like she can understand the meaning of those words for the first time. People who have to live in poverty that she can't even imagine do exist. Yuriko: "...You told me before that you could do anything with money." Shiba: "Yeah, I did." Shiba nods without reservation. Shiba: "At the very least, I think those who rave that humans can get by with willpower and without money are a bunch of fools, spouting nonsense because they know nothing about how the world works." "If you have money, you will have more choices in the future. You can live like an actual human being. It's always better to have money. That's the truth." Yuriko: "Yes... I think I can finally agree with you." Shiba's words are as arrogant as ever, and it makes Yuriko smile bitterly, but she does agree with his opinion. While it's unfortunate that his antipathies statement is directed at everyone in general, the meaning rings true. Yuriko: "Your money has helped that many children smile. I no longer think money-making is a... lowly act." Yuriko feels that her feelings for Shiba have transformed for sure. Shiba is running his business not just to fill his own pocket... Yuriko was raised in a world where it's normal for people to frown upon the nouveau riche, calling them dirty and vulgar. And so she finds Shiba's eagerness to share his wealth surprising, in a good way. She used to think that Shiba is only capable of being prideful, arrogant, and rude. But it turns out that he's so much more than that. His pursuit of wealth isn't without reason. To Shiba, it's a matter of belief. Shiba: "Come on, don't go saying those strangely commendable things now." Shiba smirks impishly and teases Yuriko. Shiba: "You've always thought of me as a vulgar member of the nouveau riche, so why the change? Did you eat something bad at the feast?" Yuriko: "...You know the phrase 'noblesse oblige', don't you? It means nobles should act beyond their titles. They have to serve as many people in society as possible." Yuriko stares silently at Shiba. Yuriko: "And you're doing exactly that. You're living in good faith for the sake of the poor. You already have the spirit of a noble." Shiba: "Yuriko..." Yuriko: "I feel grateful, again, for marrying you... You have my respect." Her candid words seem to have taken Shiba by surprise and he falls silent. Then, the corners of his eyes turn red, and he quickly looks down. Yuriko: "...Junicki?" She wonders if Shiba isn't feeling well, but he slightly lifts his head and reveals a troubled expression. Shiba: "...You know, you always act like a tomboy, but then... You say cute things and... I honestly can't keep up with you." Yuriko: "What...?" His words are starting to make even her cheeks blush. Yuriko: "I-I'm not trying to be a tomboy or a cute girl... I simply act and speak according to what's on my mind." Shiba: "Do you now? ...That makes you even more unbelievable." Yuriko: "I don't know what you want me to do..." They're both blushing and standing in front of each other awkwardly. Yuriko notices that the guests around them are eyeing them curiously, and her cheeks blush an even deeper shade of red. They have misunderstood each other and fought so many times before. They're even sleeping together, for crying out loud! So why are they acting like they just met each other? It has to be because she's just discovered Shiba's new facet today, but maybe it's also because of the wedding attire she's wearing. When Yuriko put on this pure white ceremonial dress at the Daijingu shrine, the attire reminded her of the importance of marriage, and she's been feeling rather tense since then. Her chest, bound tightly by her kimono's obi, is flooded with a clean resolution. She is alive, here and now, and she just got married to this man. The realization has roused a divine sort of joy in her. The wedding is now a topic of every rumor, and it's turned out to be something much flashier and grander than she initially thought. She is quite sure that society's curious eyes are going to follow her wherever she goes, at least for a short while. While the thoughts are enough to dampen her mood, she knows she has a reliable man by her side who is willing to walk with her every step of the way. The fire spreading across Yuriko's cheeks is too much for her to handle, and she slowly looks up at Shiba. It turns out, however, that Shiba has been watching her all along. His eyes are glistening, and the sight has Yuriko's heart in a grip so tight it's almost painful. ...She has married this man as his true and lawful wife. The joy manifests itself as a wide smile on her face. Shiba: "Phew... Thank god it's finally over." Shiba must have been more nervous than he let on because as soon as they're alone in their room, he stretches out his limbs. Yuriko herself has been freed from her bridal outfit and changed into a comfortable yukata to sleep in. Yuriko: "That was incredible, in a lot of ways. How did you get to know so many people, Junichi? I'm deeply impressed." Shiba: "Are you being sarcastic now? The bigger my network is, the better. The pompous seats back at the feast and this massive manor... They all serve to tell everyone of my power in the easiest way. And that's an important thing to do in the business world." Yuriko: "Hmm... Alright, if you say so." Shiba: "...Say it. I know you want to say something." Yuriko: "Nothing, really." Shiba: "Oh god. Here it comes. When a woman says 'nothing’ it always pisses me off. Just come out with it, will you?" Yuriko: "...Fine. If that's what you want, then I'm going to ask you straight. Is having so many female acquaintances also a way for you to show off your power?" Shiba: "Ugh...!' It happened when the feast was nearing its end. Shiba's friend, who had clearly drunk too much for his own good, said something that Yuriko's ears caught very clearly... That Shiba is a notorious womanizer. For a certain period of time, he would hire famous geisha and host a ridiculously festive party every single night. Shiba: "...Allow me to explain, Yuriko." Yuriko: "Don't think you can get away by saying it's just a rumor." Shiba: "No! I had an actual reason." Yuriko: "An actual reason for playing with geisha? Right." Shiba: "Yeah, right. Those popular geisha were all the favorite ladies of a certain famous member of the Diet." "By hiring those geisha, I wanted to impress that member of the Diet and get closer to him. That was my reason." Yuriko: "...I don't see how I can believe you." Shiba: "H-Hey, come on..." She turns away, and Shiba rushes after her and hugs her from behind. Yuriko: "What do you want? Let me go." Shiba: "Don't you trust me?" Yuriko: "...You know, this isn't about trust. This is about me hating your habit of using women as a tool." Shiba: "You hate it...?" Yuriko: "Couldn't you have come up with other means? Shiba: "...I thought that was the most effective way. After all, I am willing to use whatever I can use to achieve my goals..." She turns around and stares fixedly at Shiba. A beat passes and he grunts lowly, his facial features scrunched in bitterness. Shiba: "...Fine. Okay, I get it." Yuriko: "Which part did you get exactly?" Shiba: "I won't do anything like that ever again." Yuriko: "...Promise?" Shiba: "Yes, I swear. Never again." Her husband declares as such and Yuriko squints her eyes, scanning her meek face to detect deception. Soon, however, she snorts, turns her body around, and hugs him from the front. Yuriko: "I'm just joking" Shiba: "...What?" Yuriko: "I'm not angry. I know you won't betray me." Shiba's eyes widen, and he looks utterly confused. Shiba: "T-Than why would you...?" Yuriko: "I just wanted to test you. I wanted to see what kind of face you'd make if I were to doubt you..." She smiles impishly, and Shiba's cheeks turn red at an alarming rate. Yuriko: "Besides, don't you think it would have been boring if your new wife didn't show an ounce of jealousy after hearing that news?" Shiba: "...You little!" Yuriko: "Hyaaah...!" Shiba roars and pushes Yuriko onto the bed. Shiba: "...Some guts you have for making fun of me right after our wedding ceremony!" Yuriko: "Oh my. I wasn't aware marriage was supposed to change me into a meek woman." Shiba: "A wife is supposed to revere and obey her husband, right?" Yuriko: "There it is. I hate your arrogance. I can't respect you if you keep that up." Shiba: "...Looks like someone wants me to treat her a little rough tonight." Shiba flashes her a pridefully evil grin. Undaunted, Yuriko stares back at him and smiles sweetly. Yuriko: "You wouldn't do that, would you? You may be pushy and obnoxious, but you have a kind heart." Shiba: “…Where did you learn how to placate me with those kinds of words?” Shiba chuckles as he begins to run his hands along Yuriko's body over top of her yukata. Shiba: "But... I think I prefer your body to placate me, more than your words..." Yuriko: "Ah...Junichi...." From the collar of her chest, his thick palm slips into it without hesitation. Her skin, which became hot just by being touched by Shiba, was directly stimulated and trembled with comfort. While slowly and deeply pressing their lips together, Shiba massaged Yuriko's two dense breasts. Shiba: "Ah... It already smells sweet... Did you want it that much...?" Yuriko: "Ha...n...T-That's because...this will be our first time since we became a couple, so..." Shiba: "Pfft... You did look so torn and guilty whenever we did it before we tied the knot..." Yuriko: “…Normally, this isn't something you do before marriage… It felt like we'd done something bad…” Shiba: "I see... Then let's get all messed up tonight." Yuriko: "Ah, ah..." Shiba's lower abdomen, which had split into his crotch, was already bent back, and Yuriko could feel the love juice leaking from her crotch . They haven't done it many times, but her body already knows the taste of Shiba embraced. The moment when her hot petals open by his thick erect trunk. His large goose neck that gouged out the simmering mucous membrane. His heavy mass violently piercing her cervix. Just thinking about it makes Yuriko wriggle and squirm, waiting impatiently for the man to break in. Yuriko let out a maddened groan while her sharp nipples were being sucked on, and she hugged Shiba's head. Yuriko: "Haa, ah, ju, Junichi, ah, hurry..." Shiba: "Hurry what up?" Yuriko: "Ah, please... Ah, I want you..." Shiba: “…Do you want it that much?” Shiba's thick fingers gently caressed Yuriko's space. Even with such a faint stimulus, her estrous body felt violently. Yuriko: "Ah, hah..." Shiba: "Wow... You're already so wet..." Shiba's breathing was also rough. Sucking Yuriko's honey that wets his own fingers, he sighed with an ecstatic expression. Shiba: "Well, since it's our first night as a couple... Let's enjoy your voice tonight without being mean..." As soon as he muttered that, he lifted up Yuriko's legs and bent them so that her knees touched her chest. And then, press something that warps profusely onto the wet, overgrown area. The flower petals, trembling with the coming pleasure, wistfully entwined around his shaft. Shiba: "Hah, Haa... Ah, Ua..." "Kuh... Ha... It's so wet... Yuriko: "Hii... ah, ah..." Ah, it feels good. She feels like she's going to die like this. Yuriko was only put in the tip and flew lightly to a climax. Shiba also squeezed his eyebrows from the intense battle of the vaginal flesh and made a face as if he could endure his ejaculation. Shiba: "D-Damn it... Come on, Yuriko, don't hold back so much, we're just beginning..." Yuriko: "Haa, haa, da, because, ah, it's really good..." Shiba: "Ha, ah... You really have an appetite..." Shiba distorted his sweaty face and thrust his hips all the way up against Yuriko's. Yuriko: "Hi! Ah, ah, ah!" Shiba: "Ngh... It's moving...!" Shiba suddenly started thrusting his hips. Normally, at first, he would slowly turn his hips to stir the contents inside, or move to enjoy the feel of Yuriko's honey pot, but tonight he was strangely hasty. Shiba: "Nu, fu, ha, ah, ha, ha" Yuriko: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, so deep, hi, ah" Shiba: "Hahahaha, ah, uh, good, this really is the best, ahhh" You could hear the sound of meat hitting each other. Because of their posture, it is unbelievably gouged to the back. Every time he pierces deep inside, a wave of hot pleasure runs through her whole body, and her uterus is violently astringent. Her love juice spilled out, and it was stirred by Shiba's big thing, and it resounded loudly. Shiba: "Ah, ah, Yuriko, ah." Yuriko: "Mn, mn, Junichi, ah." Shiba: "Hmm, haa, ah, wow, my whole body is about to melt..." "Haa, ah, I can't stop, ku, ah, n, uh" Shiba frantically shakes his hips while deeply kissing Yuriko's lips. The dizzying passionate kisses made Yuriko's passion rise again. Yuriko: "Haa, nn, nn, ah, I'm coming... again, ah, go, ah, ah" Shiba: "Ha, ah, ha, ah, come, tonight, come to your heart's content!" "Throw away your shyness and get into trouble...there's only you and me here!" Yuriko felt a numbness in the back of her head as she was pushed up by a violent movement. Her sensitive uterine ostium is pushed up by his shaft. A heavy shock ran through her entire body from her lower abdomen, causing Yuriko to bend over and convulse all the way to her toes. Yuriko: "Ah! Ah, ha, ha... Aaaah!!" Shiba: "Ngh...!" Flying to the climax, her vagina walls unconsciously squeezes Shiba's cock. The thick and sticky honey piled up, dripping down onto the bed with a popping sound. Shiba: "Uh, hah, hah, as expected, tonight, you're just as sensitive..." Yuriko: "Haa...ah...Because we're finally married..." Shiba: "Well... I feel dizzy from happiness when I think that I will be able to interact with you openly like this every day from now on..." "I will never let you go... For the rest of my life..." Shiba started hitting her hips again. Her honey pot, which has just become sensitive, swells with a fiery pleasure in the intense extraction. Yuriko: "Ha, ah, ah, ah, ah, Junichi, ah" Shiba: "Kuu, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, you smells good, ah, ah." "It's the most intense scent I've ever smelled... You must really be feeling it. Oh, how cute..." Rotating waist movements. Hot vaginal folds that are rolled up in a mess. Shiba's stout phallus, which was strongly warped, accurately hits the place where Yuriko feels best, and Yuriko can't come back from the sense of intense pleasure. Yuriko: "Oh, oh, oh, I'm coming again..." Shiba: "Ha, haha, keep coming, huh, ah, ku" "N, ah, ha, ah, but I also, ku, ah." Shiba's movements became even more intense. A loud, unreserved sound resounds, and Yuriko's copious amounts of honey was pushed out and scattered. Shiba's breathing became shorter and less busy. Yuriko's field of vision narrows white as she reaches her climax. Yuriko: "Ah, ah, ah..." Shiba: "Ha, ha, ah, ku, uh, ah..." Firmly hugging Yuriko's body, Shiba trembled and ejaculated into her deepest place. Yuriko also climaxed at the same time and convulsed. Her womb strongly squeezed Shiba's cock, and she writhed in an attempt to drink up all his semen. Shiba: "Haa, haa..., ah, amazing..." Yuriko: "Haa...ah..." Yuriko is absent-mindedly immersed in the pleasure of the climax. However, Shiba's shaft that was still buried inside remained stiff even after releasing its semen. When Yuriko gazes at Shiba in bewilderment when she notices the incident, he returns her gaze with a slightly embarrassed smile. Shiba: "I can't settle for my age... It seems I still haven't had enough of you yet..." Yuriko: "What's wrong with you...? You're acting funny tonight..." Shiba: "I think...This must be because I could finally say that you're mine… I've actually been repressing the urge to take you since the middle of the ceremony." "I couldn't let my guard down or I'd want to hug you tight… So l tried my best to distract myself and endure it." Yuriko: "What...?" Is he saying that his lust was tormenting him even in the midst of a sacred ceremony? Yuriko is both appalled and embarrassed. She can feel her cheeks growing hot. Then what was he thinking when he smiled gently at those children? Was he thinking about her and his uncontrollable, beastly sexual urges? Yuriko: "Y-You're impossible...!" Shiba: "Can you blame me though? ...I always want to sleep with you whenever I see you… And you were even more beautiful today. I wanted us to be alone as quickly as possible." "But from now on,I'll have you all to myself, every single day... I bet I'm going to lead a fulfilling life." Yuriko: "E-Excuse!? Are you serious!? Junichi, ah, ah!" Before she could protest in surprise, Shiba started moving again. He can't seriously mean it, can he? Must she spend every night like this? Letting him conquer her, with no end in sight? She can't live like that; like an animal in heat. She's already plenty annoyed with herself for being this aroused already, so if he wants more, there'll be nothing left of her restraint and the notion is terrifying. However, when she looks at how he seems to be melting in happiness as he hugs her close, she almost thinks that none of her worries matter. And that's pretty unsettling. The ecstatic satisfaction of being so deeply loved and desired fills her heart. Shiba: "Yuriko... I'll do my best to make you happy... Your body and soul, every day and every night..." Is this a feverish whisper of a devil or an angel? Yuriko is at the mercy of this man with various faces. However, all of them belong to a person named Junichi Shiba. Arrogant and crude, sometimes cruel and extreme, and gentle, sincere and pure. Yuriko deeply vowed to accept everything about this man. To Shiba, who had no family, she is his mother, sister, lover, and wife. Just like Shiba tried to be the father of many poor children, she'll try to be like him. As Shiba held her tightly, Yuriko held him back with the same strength. The man in her arms isn't a nouveau riche but a kind man with the spirit of a noble. ~End~

After Shiba collapses Yuriko tries to take care of him, but he ends up taking care of her. Translated Video Shiba: "Hmm. Those aren't the nicest things to say to me." "...But I agree. I am the worst kind of person." The glint in Shiba's eyes grows brighter - hotter. Shiba: "As a matter of fact... I want you so badly right now I can barely hold myself back." Yuriko: "...! S-Shiba...! Ugh...!" He pulls her by the hand he's gripping. Yuriko falls forward onto Shiba's chest, and he wraps his arms around her. Perhaps it's the surprise that makes her forget to breathe for a second. Yuriko: "S-stop it...! Why do you always do these kinds of things without warning me first!?" Shiba: "So I should warn you next time, huh?" Yuriko: "You're missing the point! Don't twist my words...!" Shiba's arms are firmly wrapped around her waist. Her face is growing hot, and the alarm inside her head won't stop ringing. Yuriko: "L-Let me go...! Or I'm going to screa-" Shiba: "Go ahead. Scream." Yuriko: "...! It's because you always act like this that I...!" Shiba: "I'm a simple man. If I see something I want, I will reach out for it. I won't even pretend I don't want it." Shiba stares at Yuriko in his arms, their faces only a few inches apart. Shiba: "...I love you." Yuriko: "..." Shiba: "I want you... Please... Be mine..." Her heart is pounding loudly in her ears. Their lack of distance amplifies the power in Shiba's eyes, and they're drawing her in. Such a selfish man. Arrogant, the lowest of man. She curses him repeatedly in her mind, but she notices that the words almost sound affectionate inside her brain, and it baffles her. ...Why did it turn out like this? At that moment, they hear footsteps approaching. The footsteps that belong to Fujita. Fujita: "My lady. How is Mister Shiba doing?" Fujita asks through the door, and for a moment, she can't find her voice. She needs to scream for help. This is her chance - her only chance. But the longer she thinks about it, the heavier her tongue feels in her mouth, and she can't move it to speak. Shiba's fiery gaze is still fixed on her, enchanting her. Fujita seems to have interpreted Yuriko's silence the wrong way, because his voice sounds slightly shaken when he asks. Fujita: "...My lady?" Yuriko: "...H-He's alright." Her voice trembles a little, and her mouth offers a response that goes against her logic. Yuriko: "I'll stay here for a while... You don't have to do anything." Fujita: "Very well." The footsteps move, retreating from the door. She wants to backpedal and stop Fujita from walking away, but she can't speak. Because a certain overbearing man's hot lips are sealing hers. She wants to resist, but he's holding her tightly against her will. Yuriko's brain supplies her with a loop of excuses to justify the kiss. Yes, a simple kiss doesn't mean she has accepted this man. She has no choice. It's all his fault. Shiba: "...So you're okay with this." He murmurs, pressing his lips to her ear. A shudder runs along Yuriko's spine, and she closes her eyes. Yuriko: "That's rich coming from you... You won't stop even if I say no." Shiba: "You know me very well." He chuckles lightly. Shiba: "You're just as stubborn as I am... Maybe even more." He unties the sash of her kimono with deft movements. Rugged hands wiped away exposed skin. It's the second time she's been touched like this, but she's as nervous as the first time. There is a big difference in her feelings from that time, but even so, when his heavy, hot body weighs on her, she feels the urge to run away. Yuriko: "Ngh... Uhn... Mnn..." Shiba: "...Pfft... Seems like you'll never get used to this, no matter how much time passes..." Yuriko: "...! S-Stop teasing... me...Mmn! Uhn.." Shiba: "Hehe... I'm not complaining, though..." Her lips are tingling from all the intense kisses he's given her. Shiba's tenacity feels familiar and different at the same time. Even though the strength of the hugging arm is the same, there is no impatience like before. Somewhere there is a kindness that envelops her. While being repeatedly sweetly kissed, her stiff and tense body gradually unraveled. Her spilled breasts are slowly rubbed. Her lower abdomen got hot when he rolled on the tip that had already erected. With both hands, her two breasts were groped a little harder, and she naturally gasped. Yuriko: "Ah...hah...ah" Shiba: "Is it okay to be a little stronger...? Your skin is getting hot." Yuriko: "I-I don't know, I-" Shiba: "Heh..." Shiba laughed with mischievous eyes. Shiba: "Even if your mouth isn't honest… just look here and you'll know..." Yuriko: "Hmm...! N-no..." She was forced to open her legs and it felt like she was about to raise her voice involuntarily. She knew she was already moisturized, and her cheeks burned red. It was unbearable to have Shiba stare at her split crotch, she twisted her back and hated it, but he wouldn't let go. Yuriko: "No, stop... don't look..." Shiba: "You're beautiful to such an extent… I thought this last time..." Yuriko: "Hey, don't say weird things... Who the hell are you comparing me to..." Shiba: "...Nobody. I just felt that way." Shiba let out a hot sigh as he narrowed himself down and smiled kindly. Shiba: "You have a sweet scent all over your body… The taste was irresistibly exciting here too." Yuriko: "Shi-Shiba..." Shiba: "I want more of you..." Embarrassment wells up after hearing those blatant words. However, Shiba took actions that exceeded those words. He lowered his head slowly and pressed his lips to Yuriko's secret part. Yuriko felt the vivid sensation of his soft, wet tongue, and unintentionally covered her mouth tightly with her hand. Yuriko: "Hn... ah..." Shiba: "... Ah... It smells sweet and sour... You're still so pure..." Shiba licks it around without hesitation. Yuriko is upset by this incredible situation, but she lets him be. The room is filled with wet and moist sounds. Yuriko didn't want to think that it was emanating from her crotch, so she wanted to cover her ears. However, her consciousness gradually melts into unforgiving pleasure. When he traced the folds and carefully rolled the swollen clitoris and sucked it, he could see the petals twitching as they opened and closed. Shiba: "Does it feel good, Yuriko? ...Your honey is overflowing." Yuriko: "Oh, no... S-Stop... Shiba, ah, that place is dirty..." Shiba: "It's not dirty... Your body is all pure to me... But it excites me the most..." As Shiba spoke while licking her, his breath hit Yuriko's sensitive parts, and she writhed at the sensation. Shiba: "Nn... Fu, Nn, Nn, Hah..." Her secret part is sucked relentlessly, and the back of her waist feels hot. Even the sound of him slurping her love juice makes her go crazy. When she wants him to lick her more and push her hips against him, she suddenly comes to her senses. She turned around. Yuriko: “Shi-Shiba, I-I…I can’t take it anymore…” Shiba: "...It's gotten a lot softer...I'm already at my limit..." Shiba finally looks up from Yuriko's crotch. Although she was immersed in the afterglow of pleasure, she was relieved for a short while, and she couldn't help but catch her breath when she saw what Shiba had taken out from under his clothes in the corner of her vision. It was her first time seeing one. Although she had vague knowledge about it, it looked much bigger than she had imagined, and Yuriko was astonished. It had a strange shape. The long, thick, towering trunk that was a darker red than the rest of the skin, and for some reason, its tip was smooth and silky. Suddenly, she realized that she had been observing it, and hurriedly averted her eyes. Seeing Yuriko like that, Shiba let out a small, bitter smile. Then, slowly, he took out a checkered handkerchief from his bosom and placed it under Yuriko's waist. After that, he spreads her legs and leans over. Shiba: "I'm sorry... if it hurts, you can bite anywhere you want." Yuriko: "Eh... uh-um..." Shiba: "...You don't want to...? If they go all the way, it will be done. When Yuriko realized that, she could hear her own heartbeat, which was frighteningly loud. If they did that, her virginity would be his. Moreover, she is still unmarried. The act of connecting bodies at this time, which was not the first night, required a great deal of courage. Yuriko: (But... this person... will surely take care of me more than anyone else.) He had been chasing after Yuriko for a long time with such trivial things in his heart. It appealed to the deep part of Yuriko's heart, and not her reason. Shiba will not betray himself. Considering the way he approached her, he, who should have been a merchant, was too immature, unplanned, and too pushy, and his enthusiasm was believable. She knew that she shouldn't let herself be swept away. However, there was also a desire of wanting to give something of herself to him, as he strongly demanded. Yuriko: "...Only if you'll be gentle..." Shiba: "...Are you sure?" Shiba swallowed Yuriko's words. As if averting her eyes from the man's vivid lust, she held her violently beating heart, and closed her eyes as she nodded slightly. Shiba: "!...Yuriko..." Shiba hugged Yuriko so tightly that it took her breath away. She feels a hot lump in the place where she was persistently sucked earlier. At the same time she was thinking that it was hastily pushed inside. Yuriko: "...!" Shiba: "Ku... ah... It's inside." The numbing pain coursed through her whole body. Every time Shiba pushed further inwards, a sharp, pulling pain ran through her body. Rather than saying that something was broken, it was a rushed feeling of something that was forced into a place it shouldn't have been. Yuriko swallowed, bit her lip, and clung to Shiba, trying not to let out any cries of pain. Before long, she felt the warmth of Shiba's skin against her hips. She wondered if everything went in. It was a feeling of pressure that seemed to come out of her mouth. She thought it was hard to believe that she was accepting such a big thing. Shiba: "Haa... Haa... Are you okay, Yuriko...?" Yuriko: "Nn... I-I'm fine... Don't worry about me..." Shiba: "... You're still as stubborn as ever... There's no way that it doesn't hurt..." Yuriko: "Shi-Shiba..." Shiba: "Mn..." Shiba kissed Yuriko's lips, while still being connected at the deepest place. When her lips, which had been tense due to pain, were opened and she accepted his hot tongue, and her body was relaxed. At the same time, little by little, Shiba began to shake his hips. She doesn't know if it's because he doesn't want to make the bed creak too much, or because it eases Yuriko's pain, but it slowly repeats the slow movements. But even so, every time Shiba moved, a heavy dull pain resounded in her lower back. Shiba's mouth technique from earlier made a slippery sound in her vagina, but the sliminess smoothed out the extraction. Yuriko: "Nn, Nhg, Mn, Um, Ha, Ah" Shiba: "Nhg, ha, ah, mn, amazing, we're really entwined..." "But, as expected, it's tight... Haa, ku, uh." Yuriko: "Haa, ah, s-something is coming, ah, ha." ​ Shiba: "Ah, hah, ah, it feels good...Your inside feels amazing..." "Ha, ha, u, ku, ha, ah" While repeatedly kissing, Shiba eventually changes his movements into something bigger. A strong feeling of numbness ran through her every time he pushed deep inside. At first, it was just painful, but gradually, something, a hot and slow pleasure began to leak out from the back of her waist. As Shiba repeatedly puts himself in and out of Yuriko, he continues to rub her thighs and flanks with his thick palm as if trying to soothe the pain. When his hand rubbed her breast and pinched the sharp tip, Yuriko's back was painfully squeezed. Shiba: "Ugh... Oh, so tight... Your insides are moving..." Yuriko: "Nn, ah, ah, my chest, ah... ah, don't pinch it, so strongly..." Shiba: "Don't like it? Don't lie... You're so tight..." Yuriko: "Hi, ah, n-no, ah, ah" Shiba: "Even though it's your first time... Your body wants me so much..." "Amazing... Ah, I think I'm going crazy...!" Shiba hunched over and sucked on Yuriko's nipples. At that moment, a hot numbness ran through the tips of her limbs, and Yuriko's whole body stiffened. In Shiba's hot mouth, his tongue hits her nipples left and right, teasing them. Even though she knew that every time he did that, she would tighten around Shiba's shaft that she was holding in her lower abdomen. Yuriko tossed Shiba's hair in a mess, feeling a sense of helpless impatience. Yuriko: "Ah, Shi-Shiba, ah, ah, ah, mn." Shiba: "Ugh, ku, ah, does it feel good, Yuriko, ah, ah, ugh" "Ah, me too. Haa, ah, this is the first time... Haa, ah, ah." Shiba looked lovingly at Yuriko with eyes that seemed to melt. Yuriko's body temperature rises more and more at the sweet gaze of the usually arrogant man. Shiba: "So good, haa, ah, I can't stand it, ah, ah" "Ha, ha, ah, ah, I can't hold it anymore..." Yuriko: "Hmm... ah, what...? Ah, ah." Shiba: "Uh... ku, ah, ah, I'm sorry, Yuriko, ah, ku." Shiba's movement becomes larger and stronger. The pain, which had been slow until now, increased sharpness to its intensity. Not knowing what was about to happen, Yuriko desperately clung to Shiba's back. Shiba squeezed his eyebrows as if he was in pain, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he moved his hips as if he was running towards somewhere. Shiba: "Uh, uh, ha, ah, I'm coming..." "Ha, ha, ah, ku, uh, ah" Yuriko: "Hmm, ah, ah, ah, ah" Shiba: "Hmm... ah... Yuriko..." Shiba trembled, and slipped his penis out of Yuriko. Then, on top of Yuriko's naked belly, he trembled like he was cramping. Shiba: "Ah... ha... Kuh, ah..." Yuriko: "Ha...ah...ah..." Staring at the white stuff spewing out of his lower abdomen, Yuriko felt as if Shiba was still inside her. Last, that fierce friction Yuriko definitely felt something other than pain from that sensation that pushed her deep inside. Shiba: "Hah... Hah..." Shiba squeezed it all the way out and covered Yuriko with an enraptured expression. Shiba: "...That was more amazing...than I imagined..." Yuriko: "...You're always exaggerating" Shiba: "I'm not exaggerating...I've never lied to you, and I'm not going to start now... I always speak my mind with you..." Shiba hugs Yuriko tightly while kissing her gently. Shiba's ecstasy-filled eyes are gazing into Yuriko's, and her heart grows warm. Too warm... it feels like it's going to melt. Yuriko: (Oh... I know now...) The realization dawns on Yuriko without a preamble. She is in love with this man. There's no doubt about it. And she'll probably fall even deeper in love with him. Shiba: "...I know it's probably too late to ask, but...' Shiba smiles while stroking Yuriko's cheek. The smile on Shiba's face right now is the warmest one she's ever seen him make. Shiba: "My precious lady... Will you marry me...?" Yuriko: "... You're right. It's a bit too late to ask that now." She smiles as she replies to him with the sarcastic comment. Yuriko: "... You should already know my answer. I wouldn't have given myself to you if I didn't plan on marrying you." Shiba: "I want to hear your proper response. I want to hear the words from your mouth, in your voice." Shiba's words almost seem like sulking, and she can't stop the giggle that escapes her lips. This man can be awfully childish at times. But he looks so adorable right now. Yuriko: "...I will. Marry you, I mean... Please make me your wife..." Shiba: "Yeah... Phew. You finally said it." Shiba says, his voice trembling a little. Shiba: "I swear I will make you happy for the rest of you life... I'll make you the happiest wife in the world...!" Shiba vows, taking Yuriko's hand in his and placing a kiss on the back of her hand. She lets Shiba kiss her with his hot lips, feeling slightly defeated. This forceful man. This detestable man. This horrible man. She still holds these opinions about him. But even those opinions are now imbued with affection. Yuriko extends her arms wide, and returns Shiba's embrace. She hopes her hug can convey all of the warm feelings in her heart that she can't put into words. ~END~