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