Hakuōki Shinkai: Manyou no Shou is a fan disk that brings together a number of spin-off stories and illustrations into one, focusing on stories that were not included in the main story, such as recollections of incidents in " Hakuōki: Zuisouroku ". Story Collections This game has four major collections: Zuisouroku, Truisouroku, The Travelogue, and The Sakura Ephemera. Each of the major collections contains a smaller collection of stories and sometimes pictures. Zuisouroku Zuisouroku is pretty much the Switch version of the PSP/PS2 game of the same name with a little added content for the newer love interests like Shinpachi and Iba. - Shinsengumi Adventures - Portrait of a Worrier - Reminiscences - Memories of Love - A letter from him Tsuisouroku A collection of DLC content from various Hakuoki games and some picture collections. - Kyoka Records (Storytelling under the rain) - The Tea Party Debate - Nostalgia - The old books hall - World Tree (Picture Collection) - Shido Play (Picture Collection) The Travelogue A collection unique to this game. It contains a collection of short stories about locations you visited in the main game. - Shinsengumi camp - Kyoto city - Kyoto suburbs - Japan Sakura Ephemera The Sakura Ephemera is the same as the Ephemera from Hakuoki Zuisouroku. The more stories you've completed, the more you unlock in the Ephemera. Translations Zuisouroku : A Letter from Him - Shinpachi's letter - Yamazaki's letter - Sanan's letter - Souma's letter - Iba's letter - Sakamoto's letter

A letter written to Chizuru after the end of the main game. Enjoy his heartfelt letter filled with his inner thoughts and words of affection! Translated Video Dear Chizuru. I'm sorry if I surprised you. I know this is sudden, but I've decided to write you a letter. The truth is... there's something I want to tell you, and I've tried several times but it didn't work out. It seems I have difficulty expressing it to you directly, so I thought I'd put it onto paper. So, I'll try to put what's on my mind into words, so please read to the end. The first time we met was during the Ikedaya Incident. ...But in truth, I’ve had my eye on you even before that. To be precise, I was on the orders of the Commander to watch and guard you from the moment you were captured by the Shinsengumi. At that time, neither I nor anyone else knew what kind of person you were. I had no choice but to keep an eye on you from the shadows, to make sure you didn't run away or get into contact with anyone else. But the big turning point came when you ran off to the Commander during the Ikedaya Incident. I'm sorry, but at first, I didn't understand why Colonel Sanan had appointed you for that task. But you... believed my words and ran off alone into the darkness. That incident was the turning point for me in realizing that you were a person worth trusting. And so my view of you changed after that. I also began to like the way you took the initiative to provide meals and do odd jobs for the Shinsengumi. I was especially glad that you were one of the few people I could talk to about medical matters because you're well-versed in Western medicine. Before I knew it, you'd become someone I could trust and rely on. So much so that if anything were to happen to me, you'd be the only one I could leave in charge of the injured or sick soldiers. But then... I became Fury, and I went astray. Instead of helping people like before, I wielded my sword for the Shinsengumi from the shadows. At the time, I thought that was the only thing I could do. There was a time when I lost my human heart, and was almost consumed by the darkness. But... in that darkness, you were always beside me, like a guiding light. Even though I nearly lost sight of that light, I desperately ran around the darkness... and I was able to grasp your light. It's all thanks to you being by my side. I'm truly grateful. That's why I decided to leave the Shinsengumi and stop Kodo together with you. The Shinsengumi were my reason for living, and they were irreplaceable, but... I chose you. I chose this path to walk with you. I don't regret it. Because... Now, after going through that life-or-death battle... I'm back in the sun, helping people once again. And with a wonderful partner like you by my side. I can say it now. I'm grateful that you're here with me, in this place. And also... Chizuru. I want you to stay by my side forever. And I promise you. No matter what happens in the future, I'll never let you go. ~END~

Koezaru wa Akai Hana  or The Crimson Flower that Divides Lunar Coupling  is a R18 otome game that was released in the West for the Switch BUT without most of the R18 content (like a certain other R18 that was released). So here we are again, translating the spice they left out so we can enjoy the game to the fullest! ⚠ Please be warned! This game contains some graphic content! Some of the scenes might not be everyone's cup of tea . The more graphic scene will have a warning sign. ⚠  Story Will Naala’s future be one of subordination, or…? The story unfolds on a continent where the number of women has drastically decreased due to an incurable disease known as “The Rot.” A young girl, Naala, lives in the southern country of Rus. Her mother is abducted by the northern country of Nasla, leaving her as an orphan. Her childhood friend Auri, the next king of Rus and someone whom she adores like a brother, supported her through her hardships. Several years after that nightmarish night…Naala was welcomed into the royal family, and began to feel at ease in her life as Auri’s bride to be. However…The nightmare begins again, as a decision will have to be made in front of the Nasla army that is kidnapping women. A fictional world that’s full of exoticism. This is a romance adventure game for women that depicts rich romantic relationships that involve the character’s countries, along with conflicts and beliefs. Official Synopsis Translations Touya: - Time to Choose - Sweet Kisses -Lovely Life / Coming Soon... -The Pits of Paradise / Coming Soon... -Shaky World / Coming Soon... Suren: - Time of Selection - The Worst Couple - Bonds   - Final Chapter: The Battle of Love - Final Chapter: Broken Bird ⚠  Nohl: - Beginning of Dinner ⚠  - The Bride's Night  - Broken Bonds 1   ⚠  - Broken Bonds 2   ⚠ - Final Chapter: Pet Slave ⚠ Ruzi: - Remnants of Heat - Final Chapter: Never-ending Research Naran: - Melting Words - Final Chapter: Fareway Future Cef: - The Couple's Hand - Final Chapter: Gentle Tone Characters Touya | VA. Shinnosuke Tachibana The king of Nasla, who ascended to the throne just one year ago. In accordance with a law that his father, the previous king established, he kidnaps many women from Rus (including the heroines) in order to prevent their bloodlines from dying out. However, he also established the Nasla Selection Law, preventing things such as violence against women. With policies that differ from the previous king, he spends his days thinking about ways to protect women’s feelings. Suren | VA. Eiji Miyashita Nasla’s military commander. On the battlefield, his authority is second only to the king. As his attitudes towards the opposite sex are pompous and coercive, he is feared by the Rus women, but his subordinates trust him immensely. Contrary to his crude appearance, he is quick-witted and very astute. Nohl | VA. Chihiro Suzuki The king’s most trusted vassal, in the political arena his influence is second only to the king’s. While he may seem kind and agreeable, sometimes his cold-blooded side can be seen in his stance of putting the country above all else. He doesn’t seem to have any interest in romance, dodging the issue with a smile even if a woman asks him about it. Ruzi | VA. Masatomo Nakazawa A young man that the heroine comes into contact with normally as everyone around him is embroiled in competition to find their bride. He is a pacifist with a relaxed nature, who does not anger easily. Through his profession as a doctor, he is extremely popular among both men and women, and often acts as an arbitrator. On a certain rule, he will work together towards the same goal. Naran | VA. Noriaki Sugiyama A lively guy who thinks of Suren as an older brother, and is always following him around. His personality is straightforward and pure, but this sometimes makes him clumsy emotionally. On a certain route, he provides emotional support for the troubled heroine. Cef | VA. Toshimitsu Oda The only son of the minister of the opposition forces. Currently he serves as the minister (his father’s) secretary…officially at least. He is a troublemaker who doesn’t care for taking a wife and doesn’t take anything seriously. Under his philosophy of “don’t get into conflict with anyone” he has lived an idle life. However, on a certain route, he’ll be inspired by the heroine’s recklessness and bravery, and little by little… Source

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Touya's scene Sweet Kisses. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Touya ⇀ 甘い口付け  Naala: (It’s almost time for the assembly to end…) After drinking with Touya, I feel uncomfortable for some reason. I slept thanks to being drunk last night, but today I couldn’t get any sleep. Naala: (I wonder why…) This bed looks a lot different from the time when he used to sleep next to me every night. I’d feel frustrated every time I saw that side of the bed, and constantly looked away. Touya: “Whew…” Naala: “Welcome back, Touya.” Touya: “Thanks…” The smile in his reply to my greeting looked extremely tired. Perhaps without the capacity to speak, he exhaled and headed for the bed. Naala: (He looks more tired than usual today.) He gets tired of dealing with the smart representatives and is usually listless on assembly days. It seems that he doesn’t realize it until he comes here, but as soon as the door closes the energy drains from his body. I wanted to ease his burdens as much as possible, so I sneaked up from the other side of the bed and reached for his strong shoulders. Touya: “...?” Naala: “Thanks for your hard work today.” I kneaded along the flow of his muscles while adjusting the force. Touya, seemingly understanding my intentions, only turned his face to me and spoke softly. Touya: “...Thank you.” Naala: “It’s natural for a wife to help out her husband who has worked hard outside, right?” I said it as a joke, but my words flustered me. It was a long time ago that we signed the contract and became a pseudo-couple, but tonight felt like our first night. The heat spread from my fingertips touching Touya’s body and boiled the back of my head. Even though I was the one touching him, I was strangely nervous. Touya: “...Could you come here?” Touya taps the spot next to him. I sat down as prompted, and was drawn in by my shoulders. My body stiffened in surprise and I was soothed by Touya’s large hands. Touya: “Relax. I just want to feel your warmth.” “Just knowing that someone with the same ambition is by my side… makes my body lighter.” The movement of his hand stroking my shoulder was gentle, and my chest started to tighten. Urges that I couldn’t understand were swirling around my head. I couldn’t figure out what to do with them, and while in that state, I heard a wry apology. Touya: “Sorry if I surprised you. I’m good now, so you can rest.” Naala: “Wait!” I grabbed his hand as he tried to pull away. After that, I immediately looked down. Naala: “I-if me being here is of help to you, then… you can keep touching me.” Touya: “Oh…” I regret that subtle nuance of speaking from a superior position. I wanted to say something that would put him at ease, but not like that… I felt like stomping on the ground and reasserting that I wasn’t a charming woman. I wanted to be closer, to be by his side. A gentle but intense emotion moved through my body. Before I knew it, I’d almost unknowingly brought his shoulder closer. Touya: “...You’re so cute.” Naala: “Huh” I let out the same kind of voice that Touya had earlier. I was disappointed that I couldn’t be more honest, and I didn’t understand what he thought was cute about it. I raised my face in confusion, and Touya, glancing at me, looked away awkwardly. It was as if he’d just realized what he had said. Maybe it was my imagination, but his cheeks, illuminated by the wax light, seemed to be slightly red. Naala: “...” Touya: “...” For some reason, my heart felt like it would beat out of my chest. My throat was abnormally dry, and I heard the sound of two people swallowing hard at the same time. I thought about letting go of Touya’s hand on my shoulder, but I couldn’t move because of the strange tension between us. Rather… I didn’t want to move. My entire body seemed to be screaming, telling me it yearned to feel Touya’s heat. Touya: “What were you doing today?” Naala: “Well… I was consulting with the Rus woman in the morning, and listened to the results of the research in the afternoon.” Touya: “Really…” Naala: “Yeah…” Touya: “...” Naala: “...” Why is he so silent tonight, when he usually is so talkative?  I want to call out Touya for his silence, ignoring my own. The strange tension only increased, and I felt that only the space around us had gotten hotter. Touya: “...I wonder, to what extent I can keep touching you?” Naala: “Huh? …Oh…” Given the time that had passed since, for a moment I didn’t know what he was talking about. I immediately remembered what I said, and my cheeks grew hot. Strangely, listening to Touya’s voice in this way sounded special. Naala: “Maybe… as much as you like.” Touya: “If that’s the case, it’ll be all night long.” He said that with an earnest face. I thought maybe he was joking, but Touya seemed to be seriously considering it. Naala: “Aren’t you tired?” Touya: “I am, but it’s rare that I get this kind of chance.” Naala: “Haha. Don’t overdo it. You can have this much tomorrow, the day after, or any other time.” Touya: “I can hold you… whenever I want?” Naala: “...! Well… yeah… If it will make you feel better… I mean, that’s what friends do for each other, right?” I felt a sharp pain in my chest when making that excuse. The word “friend” hurt me the most. I put my hand on my aching chest, without knowing why it hurt. Naala: “I don’t know if this alone will help alleviate your exhaustion…” Touya: “I told you before. Just having you next to me makes me feel at ease…” “And if possible, I hope that one day, I can be that kind of presence for you.” Naala: (Touya, to me you are…)  His words fall deep into my chest. From the bottom, where his words melted, a gentle heat emerged. I felt something rising up and it came out with a hint of sadness. Naala: “...I think you already are.” We met in the worst possible way, and I hated him in the beginning. But now, I had hope for the future of the continent with him. On the contrary, if we hadn’t met, history might have been different. Touya’s existence was so significant to me, that it made sense to think so. I can’t imagine a day when he’s not by my side… Touya: “Is that so…?” Naala: “Yeah. For me too, you support me emotionally, I’m glad that you’re the king who bears the fate of the continent, and I’m glad to be able to support you.” Touya: “Naala…” Naala: “Hehe, supporting each other like this, it’s like we’re a real couple.” I was so happy to be able to express myself that the words just came spilling out. Seeing Touya’s wide eyes startled me. It looked like his face might catch fire. Touya: “...” Naala: “Ah, uh, I mean, just looking at things right now…” ~Picture~ Naala: “...?!” A light kiss, that made me feel like it might have been mistaken. His lips, which had touched mine lightly, moved away with the same lightness as when they were touched. At a distance where our noses could touch, I looked at him as to question the meaning. Naala: “Touya…?” Touya: “...?!” ~End Picture~ Touya stood up forcefully as if he was surprised by his own actions. I gazed at his shoulders and broad back that swayed with rough breathing. Touya: “Ah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean… that wasn’t…” His cramped voice gradually tapers off. His back quivered slightly as if he were enduring something. Touya: “I’m sorry…” Naala: “...” The more he apologized, the more my touched lips hurt. I touched the throbbing with my fingertips and furrowed my brow. I wasn’t sad because he did it, but because the moment of joy I felt when it happened was being denied. Naala: “...Come here, Touya.” I placed my hand on the bed next to me, as Touya had done earlier. Touya only turned his face around, glanced at the spot, and hung his head again. Touya: “I can’t…” Naala: “Why?” Touya: “If I do, I’ll end up kissing you again.” My heart jumped at his words. I was acutely aware of all the throbbing veins in my body. Naala: “You can kiss me if you want…” I know that what I’m saying is outrageous. But if I don’t keep him here now, I’m scared that I’ll lose him forever. Besides, I don’t really want him to leave either, for whatever reason… Naala: “So, come here, Touya.” Touya: “I can’t…” Naala: “Why not?” Touya: “...If I do, I’ll end up taking something vitally precious from you. I won’t be able to stop myself from just kissing.” Naala: “Vitally precious?” Touya: “...The most important thing for an unmarried woman.” Naala: “...!” What he was implying… I felt my body becoming hot from the inside. As I felt embarrassed at such a reaction, Touya, seemingly taking it in a different sense, smiled bitterly. Touya: “I don’t mind if you curse me as a fool who betrayed your trust. After all, while acting as a man who is trying to treat women kindly… all this while I’ve been lusting after you.” Naala: “...” Touya: “...I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. I’m going to sleep somewhere else from tonight on, so you don’t have to worry about it.” Slowly as his wide back moved away, my breath rose with a strange impatience. The distance between us became unbearably painful. Naala: “Touya…” Unconsciously, I saw my hand reaching out towards him in a tear-filled view. Tasting the teardrops that ran down my cheeks, the urge that came to my chest- a thirst- made me realize the true nature of the emotions in my chest. Upon understanding it, it’s really a very simple feeling. Naala: (Ah… I-I love Touya. I’ve fallen in love with him.) So, I want to be by his side. I want to be near him. I want to feel his warmth. Words pushed by intense emotions scream and pop out of my mouth. Naala: “Wait!” Touya: “...?” Naala: “Don’t go… please stay with me.” Touya: “But I…” Naala: “That… that’s fine.” Touya: “Wha…” Naala: “So… don’t leave.” Touya: “...! Do you know what you’re saying?” Naala: “I do.” Touya: “No, you don’t. Listen, I love you! Far, far more intensely than you realize!” Naala: “Ah, thanks…” Touya: “Ah, damn it! You’re so cute when you blush like that! And yet you’re trying to spend the night with a dangerous man such as me!” This might have been a “confession”, but Touya, scratching his head, shouted it out as if he were arguing. But knowing this is not the case, I am charmed by his struggle. I was happy to find that I had the same impatience and craving for it. Naala: “Yeah… I know. Knowing that, I want you.” Touya: “...” Naala: “Please… don’t go, Touya. I won’t last the night with this craving…” Touya: “...Guh…” ~Picture~ A beast-like moan leaks through the gaps in Touya’s teeth. Immediately after hearing it, my lips throbbed much harder than before. Naala: “...! Ah, mmm…” Touya: “...Naala…” His hot tongue broke through the gap in my lips, opening them in search of air. First, he licked my front lower teeth and lips, then my cheeks with enough strength to tear off the membrane. Touya: “Ah… I’ve wanted this for so long… to touch your insides like this…” Even though we were only kissing, my body heat rose due to his terribly obscene words. His earlier hesitation was completely gone, as his tongue chased mine, licking and sucking. As I was about to cough from the intensity, he turned my face and continued to have his way with me. Naala: “...Mmm…ahh…ah…T-Touya, wait…!” Even while stopping, his moist tongue circled. Ultimately he licked from my chin to my lips, as if he wanted to get even the saliva that’d spilled out from the corners of my mouth. Touya: “Ah… What?” Naala: “Um, if possible, could you go a little more slowly?” Touya: "Oh! Sorry... I was so happy that I..." ~End Picture~ Even though he's quite large, he looks adorable with his head drooping. Taking a breath, I put my arms around his hanging neck and peered at him from below. Naala: "There's no need to be in such a hurry. I'm not going to run away anywhere. So let's take our time and just feel each other." Touya: “...” Naala: “What is it?” I tilted my head as I stared at him with searching eyes. Touya's eyebrows drooped and his face gradually took on a sulky expression. Touya: "Are you… used to situations like this?" Naala: “Huh?” Touya: "Unlike me, you seem very relaxed. Just the thought of touching you makes my heart go wild..." "...Have you kissed many men before in Rus?" Naala: "Of course not. You were my first kiss and everything." Touya: "! Even your first date?" Naala: “Yes.” Touya: "Really?" Naala: “Y-yeah…” Touya: “...!” He suddenly hugged me so tightly that I couldn't breathe. It was a little painful, but I was happy because it seemed to show how strong Touya's feelings were. Naala: “Touya…?” I thought he might push me down, but Touya was as stiff as a stone statue and didn't move an inch. I wondered what he was hesitating to do this time... I turned my eyes slowly over to him and saw Touya biting his well-formed lip. Naala: "If you bite that hard you'll bleed." Touya: "Just give me a moment. I'm calming down now." Naala: "There's no need to stay calm in a situation like this…" Touya: "Well, you know... you said something that made me so happy that it almost made me finish." Naala: "Finish…?" "Oh, right. That's... well, it's quite the predicament..." Even though I wasn't the one who said it, I felt embarrassed at how direct he was. I buried my hot face into Touya's chest and let out a small groan. Touya: “Ngh…” Naala: “What’s wrong?” Touya: "Please, don't make any more cutesy gestures.” Naala: "Even if you say that..." I was confused because I had no intention of trying to be "cute" to begin with. I remained quiet, wondering what to do, when I heard a long sigh. Touya: "Haa... This is the first time I've ever felt this nervous and excited while being intimate with a woman." Naala: “Hmm” Touya: “Hm?” Naala: "So this isn't your first time, Touya..." Touya: "Well, that's... as a king's responsibility, it's…” Naala: “Hmpf…” The past is in the past and there's nothing that can be done about it. As an adult and a king at that, it's not surprising that he would have duties in the bedroom, just as Touya said. ...And yet, when I imagined that there was another woman who had been embraced in this way, it made the depths of my heart burn. Even though I know it's not like me, I can't help but feel jealous, probably because Touya is the first person I've ever felt affection for. The more I yearn for Touya, the more my jealousy is tormenting. Touya: "Are you perhaps jealous?" Naala: "! It's nothing like that…” He said it with such a happy tone that I couldn't help but look away. In contrast to my angry face, Touya's smile deepened and he tightened his arms around me. Naala: "T-Touya, it hurts.” Touya: "I’m so happy…” Naala: “Hm?” Touya: "Am I a man worth being jealous of?" Naala: "Really? …If that wasn't the case, I wouldn't be holding you back." Touya: "Then... is it okay if I kiss you?" Naala: "Hehe, you're asking that now?" Touya: "If I don't ask, I won't be able to control my emotions. I feel the urge to kiss, lick, and taste everything from your toes to your head..." Naala: "M-my whole body?" Touya: "Yeah, but let's not go there tonight. I’m already satisfied with holding you like this." "But it's a problem. To like someone too much, to get like this before even connecting." Attracted by the word "like this," I turned my attention downwards. Now that I think about it, it felt like something hard was touching my thigh for a while now… Naala: “Ah…” His feelings were stronger than I'd expected, and I was at a loss for words, my mouth opening and closing. I was happy, but what was this inexplicable feeling of embarrassment? I wanted to scream and throw myself face down on the bed. While I was thinking that, his lips came down and he whispered, just close enough to touch me. Touya: "I'll get to taste your whole body another night..." ~Picture~  Naala: “Mm…” Our lips met again, and this time he carefully licked the inside of my mouth. He poked the tip of my tongue as if to encourage me, and I timidly intertwined mine with his. Naala: “Mm… ah…” The kiss deepened gradually, and our combined saliva made a wet sound between their tongues. Naala: “Hah… Touya…” Touya: “!” The voice that came out of my nose was so loud I was surprised. A desperate sigh came back, as if I couldn't bear it, and I was pushed down little by little. ~End Picture~ Touya: “Naala… Naala…” A passionate voice called my name over and over again. As I listened to it, gradually the wet lips slid down over my skin. Naala: “Ah… ha…” My sensitive parts were eaten and licked as if tracing my blood vessels. My aroused skin became more sensitive than ever, and I trembled at Touya's caresses. Naala: "W-what is this...?” Touya: "Hmm… do you dislike it?” Having him talk against my skin was a different kind of stimulation, and my whole body felt energized. A little scared of this new sensation, I trembled as I clung to Touya's neck. Naala: "It just feels so good… so no." Touya: “!” Naala: “...Touya?” Touya: "Haa… wait a moment.” My arms, which had been around his neck, were taken away, and both of my hands were sewn onto the bed sheet. As each of our fingers were intertwined, I felt as if we were deeply connected, and a tingling numbness ran through me. Touya: "I told you to wait, but you made that face…” Naala: "Hmm, what kind of face...?" Touya: "It's so erotic and cute... a face that arouses my desire..." At the same time that he resumed caressing my neck, he put his hands on my jacket. I reflexively stiffened up, and he gently eased my shoulders. Touya: "Don't worry. I won't do anything you don't like..." Naala: “Mm…” One by one, my clothes were peeled off smoothly. Though it was Touya's first time stripping me of my clothes, his hands seemed familiar with the process. Before I knew it, I was the only one left naked, and I bit my lip in embarrassment. Naala: "I-it's embarrassing being the only one naked." Touya: "Haha, now that you mention it, you're right. I was so engrossed that I forgot." Hearing his honest opinion made me feel even more excited. Glancing over, I saw Touya strip off his clothes without the slightest sign of embarrassment. My eyes were glued to his beautiful, lean body, covered in lustrous muscles. Naala: "...You're beautiful." Touya: “Who, me?” It was only when he asked me again that I realized I'd blurted out my thoughts. Coming to my senses, I bit my lip again. Feeling embarrassed, I turned my face away, and Touya suddenly laughed and leaned over me. Touya: "You are the most beautiful one... You shine brighter than any other being in the world..." Naala: "W-what are you saying...!" ~Picture~ Naala: “Mm, ah…!” His hands were gently wrapped around my breasts. When I arched my chest slightly in comfort, my nipples were gently pinched. Naala: “Ah, mmm…” His movements occasionally got stronger, as if he was checking my reaction. The tip was gently crushed and kneaded, gradually creating a tingling sensation. Naala: “No, ahh, hah….!” Touya: "You have no idea how many times I have dreamed of touching you like this..." Naala: "You dreamed about this?" Touya: "Yeah. When I’d wake up in the morning, I instinctively wanted to suck on them... many times." The engorged, pointed tip was fondled with his lips. Then, as if tasting nectar, it was rolled around with the tip of his tongue. The varying speed of stimulation spread in gentle waves all the way down to my toes. Naala: “Aah, hah, aahh, ah…!” I felt a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt an unnatural dampness between my legs, and my hips were touched. Touya seemed to notice and gently spread my legs. Naala: “Ah, d-don’t!” Touya: “Why?” The depths of the petals that had been gently uncovered were already moist. The moment his fingers slid along, making an obscene sound, a tingling sensation ran through me, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. It was as if he was mocking my lewd behavior, having gotten wet without even being touched, and a feeling of shame welled up inside me. Naala: “Mmm, ah…!” The pads of his fingers slid between the slick petals, becoming covered in nectar. Eventually, he reached the swollen bud and kneaded it, enjoying the feel of the wet flesh. Driven by the rising pleasure, my breathing became heavy. Naala: "H, ah, no, stop, something feels weird...!” When he pinched it a little harder to finish it off, a thick stream of nectar gushed out. Touya: "Oh, you climaxed so easily... what a great gain." Naala: "Ha, hah, hah... don't say that…” Touya's fingers scooped up the spitting nectar and tickled the opening of my cavity. After preparing me like this, he slowly sunk his long fingers inside. He advances as if probing, softening, and widening the inside. Touya: "Your insides are particularly tight... I'm so worried that I might tear it..." Naala: "Hmmm, hmm... It’s fine, you can go harder..." He caressed the inside of my body, and I shivered at the unprecedented sensation. His fingertips, testing my reaction, spread my folds and went back and forth again and again. I felt that Touya's deep feelings were expressed in his gaze into my eyes and the way he used his hands. His caresses, which could be described as relentless, were like he was studying me. Naala: "Huh?! Ahh, no, not there, stop!" When the tip of his finger grazed a certain spot, a painful sensation ran through my whole body. My hips twitched and spasmed, and my entrance clenched involuntarily around Touya's finger inside me. Touya: "Ah, here it is... Your good stop lies a little further inside..." Naala: "Ahh, stop, no, ah, ah! Don't touch there, no!" Touya: "When you say it in that voice, I won’t be able to stop…" Naala: "Hmm, hmm... hmmm." He kissed me so deeply, sucking out every moan, making me even more short of breath. The stimulation and lack of oxygen made the back of my head feel fuzzy, and saliva dribbled lazily from the corner of my mouth. Naala: "Ah! Ah, uh, no…You told me you wouldn't do anything I didn't like…!" When I stretched my hands out, fearing the pleasure would be too strong, I felt a kiss on my fingers. Then a soft warmth fell on my forehead, and my head was cradled as if to soothe me. The movement inside didn't stop, and tears began to spill from the hot corners of my eyes. Each time his fingertips dug inside me, an unidentifiable heat swelled deep inside my body. Touya: "It's okay, there's nothing to be scared of. Just feel free to feel whatever you want..." Naala: "Hmmm, hmmm... no, hic... ah, ahh! Hmmm, it's... scary, I'm scared...!" I was being pushed up further and further into some unknown place. Afraid of this new sensation, I grabbed onto his neck, but his hands continued to stroke my head, pleasuring my sensitive spots even more intensely. With Touya's arms holding me tight, my whole body was trembling violently. Naala: “Aahh! Naaah…!!” “Haah, haah, ha…!” When Touya's long fingers were pulled out, the inside of my vagina squirmed as if begging for more. Naala: “Ah… ha… ah…” Touya: “Thank you…” Naala: “Ha… hm?” ~End Picture~ I asked again, my mind hazy. Touya kissed my saliva-covered cheeks and lips again and again as he whispered in a sweet, almost sappy voice. Touya: "I'm happy that you feel something from my caresses…” Naala: “! Idiot…” I pressed my flushed face against his strong chest. I felt so embarrassed and happy that it felt like my brain was melting. Naala: "Who else should I feel this way for but you..." It's because of Touya that my body got so hot. It's because of Touya that I felt everything he does to me. As I implicitly said this, I felt a violent throbbing in his chest as we touched. For a moment I thought it was my heart, but after a moment I realized it was Touya's heartbeat. Naala: “Touya…” I would be happy if Touya felt me ​​the way I felt him. When I called his name with all my heart, I heard him swallow. Naala: "Um... I don't want it to be just me..." For a while now, I'd been wondering about the way his penis was touching my crotch. When I suggested it, Toya's penis jumped as if frightened, oozing something slimy from the tip. And when my inner thighs rubbed against it, the opening of my vagina twitched. Touya: “......” Naala: “Touya?” I don't know much about a man's body, but it must be painful to be in this state. But Touya just stared down at me and did not attempt to do anything. He had his lips pursed as if enduring the pain, and deep wrinkles formed between his brows. Naala: “What wrong…?” Touya: "...Do you love me?" Naala: "Eh, why are you asking that now..." This was not something he should be asking in a situation like this. I blinked in shock, and Touya looked away from me and said, Touya: "Was that promise important to you...?" Naala: "Huh? Well, yeah..." Not knowing what to say, I became even more confused. That promise was certainly important to me, but it was just a catalyst. I fell in love with Touya as he is now. Just as I was about to say that, Touya suddenly sat up. Touya: "I can't hold you after all. I shouldn't hold you..." Naala: “What…!?” I hurriedly stopped Touya as he tried to get off the bunk. I didn't know what was bothering him, but I could tell he was trying to give up on me. Naala: "Hang on!" T ouya: "L-let go... I don't want to hurt you." Naala: "I don't really get it, but... giving up now would be more painful." Touya: “...” Naala: "If you love me, don't run away..." I raised my torso and kissed his stiff cheek. The moment I touched him, his brown eyes opened wide and he gradually looked as if he was about to cry. Naala: "I love you, Touya. I don't want to lose you…” Touya: “!” This time he lightly pecked my lips, and immediately afterward he pushed me down onto the bed with a roughness that showed his passion. ~Picture~ Naala: “! Touya…” Touya: “...” I could feel Touya's excitement between my parted legs. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared, but more than anything, I wanted Touya's heat...and to feel connected to him. As I held my breath, waiting for the decisive moment, Touya's lips came down to my ear and he blew in a voice mixed with hot breath. Touya: "I’ll be gentle..." Naala: “Mm…” I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. After taking a few deep breaths, I felt a tingling pain at my entrance. Naala: “Ngh…!” As the pressure intensified, I was hit with such excruciating pain that I felt as if my body was being torn apart. The voice that I had resolved to hold back leaked out, and tears began to flow. Naala: "O-ouch...." Touya: “...!” Touya's flesh slowly invaded me, pressing down on my insides with its brutal mass. The pain was so intense I nearly lost consciousness, and I instinctively bit my lower lip. Naala: “Mm, ngh…” Touya: "Ha... calm down. It's okay, it'll be fine..." Touya soothed me, raining down soft kisses. In between, he released my body, relieving me of the tension. He rocked my body gently, then stopped, and when my breathing steadied, he thrust his hips again... he repeated this process, and over time he buried himself inside me. Touya: “...It's all in." Naala: “Y-yeah…” Although my heart was filled with joy at being united, my heart was filled with emotion. My legs felt heavy, and my insides were in a dull pain, causing tears to well up in the corners of my eyes. Touya: “...” Touya's head slowly dropped and his forehead rested on my shoulder. We remained deeply connected and he embraced me in silence. Naala: “Touya…?” Touya: "I love you... I love you so much..." His words of love were raspy and broken. They should have warmed my heart, but for some reason they made me feel sad. Feeling a damp sensation on the shoulder where Touya's forehead was pressed, I tilted my chin down. And then, a warm drop fell on the corner of my mouth. Naala: "Are you... crying?” Touya: "Haha... I'm sorry, I must look so uncool…” His tearful voice mixed with a bitter smile made my heart break. He hugged me even tighter, and I felt a pain deep in my chest as if it was being squeezed. I didn't even understand why he was crying, but I found myself crying along with him. Touya: "My soul will be burned in the flames of judgment… But if I can obtain your love, then I..." Our salty lips met, and his trembling tongue licked the inside of my mouth with such tenacity as if to steal my heat. Naala: “Mm… ha… Touya…!” Touya: "Ha, you’re mine, Naala... mine alone..." I remember the pain as I was shaken gently. My newly opened cavity wrapped around Touya's without leaving any gaps, getting pulled up with every movement. But I felt that if I complained about the pain now, Touya would leave me again... Driven by anxiety, I clung desperately to Touya's back to endure. Touya: “Ah… does it hurt…?” Naala: "Hmmm, ah, hah, hah, hah... I’m fine, so... ah... Touya, do whatever you want..." "Ah, ah... I want you to feel even better..." Touya: “Naala…” Touya's cheeks, which had been wet with tears, now revealed a genuine smile. His gently narrowed eyes were endearing, and I stroked his eyelids as I was rocked. In proportion to the overflowing love, honey began to overflow from inside me. Naala: "Ahh, ahh, mmm, ahh... Tou... ya... Touya..." As he continued to rock me in the same motion, the pain gradually began to fade. Then, as if he sensed that my stiffness was easing up, he slightly changed the angle at which he was penetrating inside me. The hard tip rubbed against the spot where I had felt that painful pleasure. Naala: "Ah!? Ah, ahh, ahh, ahh...!" Touya: "Ah, haa... your insides are... incredible... It's tight, but it's melting and entangling around me..." His raspy voice, filled with lust, sent shivers down my spine. Expressing it in words made me even more aware of what was going on inside, and my squirming folds began to wrap around Touya's arousal of their own accord. I had found a definite pleasure in the pain, and a sense of shame welled up inside me. Naala: "No, nooooo... ha, ah... don't say that..." Touya:  "Ah, ha, ha... You're so cute everywhere, it's a problem... I want to hold you like this all night long..." "This melting hot inside... ha, ha, ha, I want to make it all into my shape..." With each thrust, an obscene, squelching sound echoed around the room. My mind became foggy again as he toyed with my hips, movements becoming more and more intense. Naala: "Ahh, ahh, ahhh...!" Touya: "Well, it's about time... to wrap this up.” I tried to think with my hazy mind about what that meant. Before I could understand it, an instinctive part of me felt a sense of loneliness. Touya: "Haa, haa... Don't make that face... If we drag this out too long, it'll get hard on you..." Naala: "Hmm, but, I'm fine..." Touya: "Rather than pushing yourself now, it's better to save the fun for next night..." When he said that and kissed me, I was happy, but at the same time, I felt sad.  I wanted to taste Touya deeper. I wanted him to serve me until I lost consciousness. Naala: "But I... I want to feel you more." Touya: "Ugh... Ah, seriously...!" He groaned as if he could no longer bear it, and lifted the back of my knees. My most sensitive spot was penetrated even harder, causing my hips to twitch violently. Naala: "Ahh! Ahh, ahhh!" Touya: "H, ha… Don't make me go crazy anymore…" Naala: "Ahh, ahh, ahh! T-Touya...ahh! Aahh!" He hugged my arched body so tightly that it felt like it might break, making my spine creak. Even the pain felt good, and when I twisted my waist, Touya's thing inside me flinched. Touya: “Ngh!” The next moment, his penis was pulled out with force, and hot semen was splattered all over my stomach. Naala: “Hah, hah, ha…” Touya: "H, hah, hah, hah..." Naala: (Why did he…) I was stunned, my fingertips wet with the sticky semen. We had become husband and wife in body and soul, so I naturally thought he would pour it inside me, so why didn’t he? It wasn't that I wanted a child right away, but it felt like a line had been drawn at the very last moment, and it made me sad. Touya: “What is it?” Naala: "Oh, well... it’s nothing..." As he gently pulled me to him, I couldn't even raise a single question. He gently brushed back the hair that had stuck to my forehead with sweat, and I let out a deep sigh. Touya: “I love you…” Naala: “...I love you too.” Even as I replied, the wry smile that appeared on Touya's face stuck in my mind. What was this indescribable loneliness? As I received a sweet kiss that melted my love for him, I found myself lost in thought… ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Touya's scene Time to Choose. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Touya ⇀ 選択の時 ⇀ Skip to when they enter Touya's room Nohl: “...What is this?” A dissatisfied voice could be heard from the other side across the obstacle. The obstacle being a partition wall that separates us from Nohl. Touya: “I don’t want any other men seeing my wife in an unkempt manner.” Touya, speaking in his most believable tone, was pretty far away from me. We were practically on opposite sides of the bed. There’s nothing here that would make me “unkempt.” Naala: (But, he definitely can’t see us.) This partition, which had been hastily set up around the bed, blocked off Nohl’s line of sight. Even Nohl wouldn’t dare to peek over the partitions his king had gone through the trouble of setting up. I was feeling relieved about that, but then an unsettling request entered my ears. Nohl: “I understand. However, Lord Touya, I haven’t heard your bride’s sweet whimpers of pleasure at all. You are loving her properly, are you not?” Touya: “Uh, yeah, of course I am. She’s just a little nervous, that’s all.” Both of us jumped a little at his cold observation. We brought our faces in closer for what seemed to be our first kiss… Nope, it was time for an emergency strategy meeting. Touya: “Hey, you gotta start moaning, or something.” Naala: “What are you saying?! I’ve never done this before. I am at a loss here…” Having no idea what to do, we scrambled around on the bed, with me eventually lying down beneath Touya. Touya: “Uh… sorry. Anyway, let’s at least get into position.” Naala: “R-Right. Setting the mood is important.” Even if it was just for show, being this close to Touya, having him looking down on me and his long hair brushing up against my cheeks… set off alarm bells in my heart. I was so nervous, I was sweating despite not even moving. Touya: “All right, here I go.” Naala: “Wait, what do you mean by that…” After this declaration, Touya suddenly began to bounce on the bed. The bed made a creaking sound to go along with his bouncing. At first, I was confused as to what he was doing, but then I realized he was mimicking the movements for the First Night. Touya: “Ooh! It feels so good being inside of you!” Naala: “Pfft…” I can’t… this is not the time to be laughing, as it’s rude to Touya, who really is trying his best here. Even so, seeing Touya desperately bounce around on top of me… is hilarious. And his lines aren’t making this any less funny. Naala: “Kya…!” Touya: “Hey, keep it together! We’re gonna be found out!” Naala: “S-sorry. I’ll try my best.” I swallowed my laughter and forcibly switched gears. Naala: “Ooh. Oooooh.” Touya: “Is that supposed to be a moan of pleasure?!” Naala: “Give me a break, I’ve never done it before!” As we were bickering, we heard a voice full of suspicion from the other side of the partition. Nohl: “...How is everything going?” Touya: “...! Ah, things… things are good.” Nohl: “Was she a virgin?” Touya: “Ah, yeah, she was a virgin.” Nohl: “In that case…” Touya: “Wh-What?” We both felt a cold sweat, terrified we’d been found out. Nohl: “Don’t you think you’re being a little too rough for a girl’s first time?” Touya: “Oh, uh… yeah, I got it already, so could you shut up? Hearing your voice, I’m not gonna be able to finish.” Nohl: “That would be a problem. Shall I help you to get some lovely moans out of Her Majesty?” Naala: “...! Oooh, aaah, we’re good! It’s starting to feel really good now!” Immediately after I said it, I regretted that I didn’t make more of an effort to sound in pain… this being my “first time” and all. While thinking about the direction of my performance, my already bad acting only got worse. Touya: “Hey, your moaning is just awful!” Naala: “That’s not my fault!” But if we keep up this awful performance, Nohl really would come around the partition. Both biting our own lips impatiently, we consulted each other through our gazes. Touya: “...Just gotta do it.” ~Picture~ The first one to move was Touya, who looked away. While not looking at me, he touched me over my clothes. Naala: “...?!” Touya: “Please. I’m just gonna touch you in a way that’ll let you fake it better. Please bear with it.” Nod (There are no other options, huh.) Naala: (I guess it can't be helped...) Naala: “Mmm.” Touya: “Say it a little louder…” Perhaps matching my pace, the whispers blown into my ears add to the excitement. A horrifying tremor ran down my spine as if my body was being licked from the inside. The hand that followed those tremors continued to stroke my bent back. Naala: “Oh… ah…” I was flustered by this hand, which was very clearly from that of a normal hug. I could feel the intense body heat coming from Touya, even with a layer of clothing between us. I wondered if he was going to melt the fabric he was touching. I twisted my body, embarrassed over how I was feeling. And just as I did, Touya's finger lightly grazed my nipple. Naala: “Ah!” Touya: “Did you like that?” This time Touya intentionally pressed down on the top of my breast. A new, itchy, and painful sensation spread across me, and my toes tensed. As he rolled it with the pad of his thumb, it grew harder and harder, and soon a distinct pleasure was born. With each rub, the tip of my breast tingled sweetly. Naala: “Mmm, ah! Aaaah.” These are not sounds I normally make. However, as this was something that was a necessary evil… I continued without feeling too guilty about it. Naala: “Aaaah!” Touya: “...” For some reason, Touya stopped when I suddenly raised my voice. He pursed his lips and looked away awkwardly. Naala: “Touya…?” Touya: “Uh… that’s a good voice. We can definitely fool him like this.” Naala: “R-really?” Touya: “Yeah, I almost…” He stopped himself before finishing his sentence. Somewhat amazed, I was about to call out to him, when he suddenly let his face fall between my shoulders and neck. I could feel his hot breath against my skin, giving me goosebumps. Naala: “Mmm.” Touya: “Ahh… this is an act. All an act. All an act…” Touya repeated the same phrase over and over… I guess to inspire me?  Even as he moaned, his hands continued to play with my nipples. They became so sensitive from the kneading that they started to hurt. Naala: “Aaah… mmm… ahh…. oh no, not there!” Touya: “...!” Touya kept his mouth pressed into my shoulder… This must be pretty difficult for him. I could feel the exaggerated movements of his throat. Naala: “Aaah… hah… ahh… hmmm.” The pressure on the tip is joined by the movement of massaging the entire breast, making my breath come out even more. Naala: (What’s happening...?) "Ah, ah, ah, don't knead that... no, no." Far from hurting, my pinched nipples gave me an inexplicable numbness that made my brain melt. For some reason, the space between my legs, which had never been touched before, grew hot, and I rubbed my thighs together. The tip of my breast, rubbed by Touya, felt good. It was hot and numb, and I felt like I was melting... Naala: “Ah… on, ohhh… I can’t take it… ohhhh…” In a fog of consciousness, I could hear my own unbelievably sweet voice. Also still putting on an act, Touya’s breathing became more coarse. He was repeating “It’s just an act”, but at some point, he began saying my name. Touya: “...Naala… Naala…” He called out my name as if at the end of his wits, and my chest fluttered. As he continued to touch my body with his rough hands, it created the illusion that we really were getting it on. Touya: “Naala… my queen…” Despite this being an “act”, he said it with such deep emotion that I got swept up in the moment. Having my name be called out repeatedly like a lovely, sweet whisper caused my brain to boil over. Touya: “Oh… Naala…” As he cried out in passion, I felt like I should respond in kind, and did so in earnest. Naala: “Aaaah… oooohh… Touyaaa…” Touya: “...!” My thoughts were melting and I couldn't speak properly. But despite the poor enunciation, it did seem to reach Touya’s ears. ~End Picture~ He let out a voice that was somewhere between a reply and a moan and quickly got off from on top of me. He had a face that looked like he was in some kind of pain. Naala: “...?” As I slowly tilted my head, Touya bit his own thumb in front of me. And then… Touya: “Ugh…” Breaking through the skin, fresh blood dripped down on the sheets, The faint smell of blood returned me to my senses. Naala: “...! To…” Touya: “I’m fine. And with this, you’ve lost your virginity.” Naala: (Touya…)  Even as a course of action, Touya went through all of that troublesome performance, and even injured himself. Naala: (All of that just to keep a promise he made to a simple country girl…)  Seeing him go to this extent to keep his promise… Just makes me more suspicious of him. For now, I’ll forget that he’s the enemy and thank him. Naala: “...Thanks.” Touya: “Huh?” Despite the relationship between us, a favor is a favor. I’ll forget that he’s the enemy for now, and be grateful for his kindness. Naala: “For keeping your promise.” Touya: “...Of course. What I did, I did without any devious intent behind it.” Naala: “Hehe, I know that without you needing to emphasize it. I’m not a very sexy woman, anyway.” Touya: “...” Naala: “Hmm?” Just as Touya was about to open his mouth to say something, a voice called out from the other side of the partition. Nohl: “Have you finished?” Touya: “Ah, oh, yeah, we’re done. We’ll come to you, so just wait.” Touya, facing that direction, made a show of readjusting his outfit, making noise to keep up the illusion. I hurriedly got up and did the same. Touya: “Whew… thanks for the supervision.” Emerging from behind the partition, he wiped his brow as if to say “Yep, I did that.” It might have been overdoing it a bit, but perhaps this was good for pulling off the deception. Nohl, with a satisfied nod, asked one of his usual off-kilter questions. Nohl: “Well, Her Majesty, how was it? Lord Touya is certainly… well equipped, is he not?” Naala: “Uh… yeah…” Nohl: “Did he fill you up with his royal seed?” …I hate this guy. I wanna strangle him. Naala: “...Yeah.” Nohl: “Excellent. Ah, the voice of Her Majesty was quite tantalizing.” …I take it back. I want to straight-up murder this guy. Touya: “Were you fantasizing about someone else’s wife… the queen, no less?” Nohl: “Hehe, my apologies. I was just taking joy in being witness to His Majesty’s excellent growth development.” “I shall be looking forward to the birth of the prince.” Nohl really did look like he was happy. Naala: (I thought this before, but Nohl’s disposition towards Touya is that of… kindness? Or maybe a teacher?) I imagined an old farmhand taking care of the prince. But I knew if he knew what I was thinking, I’d get some kind of terrible acerbic response. Nohl: “Well then, Lord Touya. Shall I start the preparations for tomorrow?” Touya: “Huh? I don’t remember anything going on tomorrow?” Nohl: “Surely, you know that we must hold the ceremonial wedding banquet.” “And we must present Her Majesty to everyone.” Naala: “!” Nohl: “Also…” What he said was so depressing that I didn’t even hear what he said afterward. Even if I had prepared myself for it, the thought of being paraded out there was harsh. Touya caught my clouded expression out of the corner of his eye and interrupted Nohl. Touya: “No, she just lost her virginity… she’s tired both mentally and physically. If we drag her out to a banquet to parade her in front of the lecherous old men, she might collapse.” “I’d like for her to rest for a bit, let her get accustomed to life here.” Nohl: “Yes, however…” Touya: “If we force her, and she gets sick, and then isn’t able to give birth… what will you do then?”  Nohl: “...I understand. It is as you wish.” Even Nohl can’t afford to have me die here. So he’s forced to reluctantly accept it. Hiding his dissatisfaction with a beautiful smile, he excuses himself and leaves the room. Naala: “Ahh… we somehow managed to pull this off.” Having worked hard towards the same goal, I felt a kindred spirit born between us. Feeling relief and a little bit of joy, I went to talk to Touya… but he had his back turned toward me. Touya: “...Sorry, but would you mind going to bed early, before me?” Naala: “Hmm? Why? It’s already pretty late, so we should go to bed now. I want to talk about our contract tomorrow morning.” “There’s still plenty you haven’t told me about, right?” Touya: “I will. So don’t worry about that… and go to sleep.” Naala: “Where are you going?” Touya: “Ah… for a walk. I’m gonna get some fresh air.” Naala: “Is it that you don’t want to share a bed with me? If that’s the case, I don’t mind sleeping on the floor.” Touya: “That’s not it at all.” Naala: “Then what is it?” Getting a peek at Touya’s face as he turned to face me, it seemed like he might cry, for some reason. Naala: “...Touya?” Worried, I tried to get off the bed, but Touya hurried towards the door as if he was running away from me. Touya: “A-anyway just got to sleep! All Right!?” Naala: “What’s with him?” There’s still a lot I don’t understand about him. I let out a sigh and fell back onto the bed. Naala: (...I’ll think about that tomorrow.) I am physically and mentally drained, and I can’t think straight. At any rate, we have a contract in place, so we just need to proceed carefully. Naala: “Whew…” Even in times like this, I get properly sleepy, which is pretty brazen if I do say so myself. Naala: (I wonder when Touya will be back from his walk…) The relationship between Touya and me has changed. And with it, my new mission. As I look around at my changing environment, my eyelids become heavy, and I fall asleep… ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Suren's scene Final Chapter - Broken Bird. ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: Dubcon, Sexual Violence, Verbal Humiliation, Sexual Assault. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Suren ⇀ END壊れた鳥 Suren: “I’m going.” Some time had passed, with peace persisting on thin ice. Naran and I were seeing Suren off as usual. Naala: “Take care…” I put my sleep-deprived brain to work and act normally. But my body couldn’t keep up with Suren’s actions, which were becoming more and more intense by the day. Lately, I felt fatigued even in the morning. Due to this, I had to take naps during the day. Suren: “...If you’re out of it, go to bed.” Naala: “! Ah, I’m fine.” He gently patted my head and my whole body cowered. Ever since that night when he questioned me, Suren’s attitude has been in a downward spiral, leaving me wondering what kind of Suren I’ll be getting today. The kind Suren, or the Suren who accosts me. Naala: (He’s not violent with me, but in some ways that would be better…) As I thought about it, wondering if that’s really true. Yeah, that kind of violence might actually be better. That strong pleasure was gradually breaking my heart down, like a slow-acting poison. Suren: “...I might have pushed you a little too hard last night.” Naala: “...” I traced my wrists and choked on my breath. There was a thin bruise forming there, as a result of Suren tying me up last night. My brain easily ruminates on memories of pleasure and fear, and reflexively relaxes. Naala: “Ah…” I dropped Suren’s sword that I’d been holding and crouched down in a panic. But when I tried to pick it up, I was held from above by a hand reaching out from the other side. To be more precise, it was a hand coming into contact with mine, trying to pick it up at the same time. Naran: “...I got it.” Naran’s fingers slightly stroked the back of my hand as he said this. A creeping sensation ran through me as he traced along the bone under the thin skin. Naala: “...Thanks.” Suren: “...” I felt Suren’s eyes narrowing coldly at the edge of my vision, and a cold sweat broke out along my spine. Naala: “Ah, sorry for being clumsy.” I suppressed my inner turmoil and smiled. Perhaps it worked, because Suren, who received the sword, responded in an unexpectedly cheerful voice. Suren: “Haha, seriously. At this rate, the hem of the uniform you mended yesterday is gonna unravel. Naala: (Thank goodness he didn’t see that.) “Sorry. I’ll fix it properly.” Suren: “I wonder about that.” I shrug slightly and breathe a secret sigh of relief. If he goes any harder on me, my body isn’t going to be able to take it. Suren: “Well then, I’m off.” Naran: “Take care.” Suren: “Yeah… You too.” At that time… I didn’t know anything at all. …This would be the last time I’d see Suren in his military uniform. ~Next Scene~ Naala: “...” The sound of heavy rain hits my ears as it weaves in and of the thunderstorms. I was lying alone on my bed, using it as a lullaby. Naala: (Suren… isn’t coming today either.) Since the day I last saw him off, the nighttime activities had stopped completely. I wondered if he was busy with work, but it seems like he’s coming back earlier than before. I say seems because I don’t see him. Despite being in the same house, I don’t have a chance to see him outside of breakfast. Maybe he’s avoiding me. Naala: (Or even lost interest in me.) It’s not that I’m lonely… but with him not coming, I feel a sense of anxiety for no reason. Things would be different if I had someone to talk to, but Naran had always been that person for me, and he hasn’t been able to come due to Suren coming home early. Naala: “...However, maybe that’s for the best.” It seems much healthier to have no contact at all than to continue this fruitless relationship. Amidst the eerie tension, my mind was still calmer than before. Naala: (If I could just get by with nothing happening until Rus makes a move…) With such a wish in my heart, I closed my eyes, and… Suren: “...” Naala: “!?” A figure suddenly appeared in the mirror - I was terrified at the sight of Suren, standing silently, lit by the glare of the lightning. Looking back in surprise, Suren approached with a cheerful smile I’d never seen before. This overly kind expression that was unlike him was creepy, causing me to back up onto the bed. Naala: “Wh-what’s wrong, Suren…?” Suren: “Do I need a reason to visit my wife’s bedroom?” Naala: “No… but…” What is this unpleasant feeling? Suren was smiling, but he looked scarier than ever. Naala: “I’m just a little surprised because it’s been a while.” Suren:  “Yeah, I was waiting for a while. Were you missing the touch of a man?” Naala: “Huh…” He pushes me by the shoulder and I fall face up onto the bed. Suren quickly climbs on top of me, strips me of my clothes, and takes out a small vial. The memory of the medicine used on our wedding night comes back to me, and I tilt my head awkwardly. Why did he bring me medicine? Naala: “What’s that…?” Suren: "Don't worry. I'm just trying something a little... different from usual." The smile on Suren's face from so close by gave me an eerie feeling of discomfort. My bad feeling only grew stronger, but with my limbs held down I couldn't even move an inch. Naala: “P-please, stop.” Suren: "Don't be scared. I've always been kind to you…” With one hand, Suren easily gathered my arms together above my head and positioned himself between my legs. In no time, even my underwear was removed. The liquid dripped onto my exposed private parts, sending a chill down my spine. Naala: “...” The liquid was viscous, and as it rubbed smoothly over my skin, it seeped into my hair. It was disgusting, like someone had poured oil on me. I shuddered uncontrollably, and Suren let out a deep chuckle and quickly put his finger there. Naala: "Hmm, ugh. Why are you doing this, medicine…” Suren: “You love feeling good, don’t you? I’m not enough, right…?” N aala:  "Wh-what are you saying... Ah!" My petals were rubbed as if smearing the liquid, the liquid being imprinted on the sensitive bud in particular. As the outside was stimulated and the inside began to wriggle, two fingers were inserted without any preparation. Naala: "Ouch! Ah, ah–” But it only hurt at first. His fingertips, which knew my insides so well, rubbed and pressed against my sensitive spots, and in no time I was out of breath. Suren made loud noises on purpose to make my lewd behavior known. Suren: "Your body is boundlessly greedy. It loosens up so quickly, inviting me in..." Naala: “That’s not..”  “...!?”  Just as I was about to protest, the pulled-out finger was pressed unexpectedly against my anus. The color drained from my face and my body tensed. Naala: "Why, in such a place..." Suren： "Relax" Naala： "Stop it...! Agh!" The fingertips, now covered in the liquid, pushed through the desperate resistance of my body and entered. After slowly being inserted all the way in, they caressed the inner walls to get them used to it. Naala: "Hm, k... stop... please." Suren: "Don't forget our wedding night. You were refusing my advances like this then." It was a gentle voice, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that I was being cherished. But what he was doing was one-sided, and ignored my feelings. The sense of unease deep inside me was so strong that tears welled up in my eyes. Suren: "Seeing your crying face really turns me on." Naala: “...!!”  Even one finger was already quite uncomfortable, but adding another one was suffocating. That part of my body wasn't made for something to be inserted in the first place. I couldn't imagine feeling any relaxation at all. Suren: "I told you to relax." He spoke in a gentle tone, pressing his hand against my chest, which was rising and falling with my heavy breathing. Naala: “...”  When I groaned in slight pain, he started licking the tip of my nipple as if it were a treat. My attention shifted to my stimulated nipple, and for a moment I forgot the strange feeling down there. Naala: "Hmm, ah, haa…” Taking advantage of the moment my attention was diverted, he managed to move his two fingers as if to spread the entrance apart. My anus was covered in liquid and making an obscene, squishy noise. Although I hated this, my ears, picking up the sound, gave me the illusion that I was "feeling something." Suren: "It's about time..." The fingers that had been playing with my anus were pulled out. I was turned over and felt something hard and hot against my buttocks, and I was terrified. The fingers alone had felt strange, but if he inserted something that thick, it would break. Naala: "P-please, stop…”  Suren: "Stop your whining... Do you think you have the right to refuse?" ~Picture~ Naala: “Huh? Ahhh……!”  He exerts a powerful force, stretching my anus to its limits. It was excruciatingly painful, but thanks to the slimy liquid I couldn't resist his insertion. Once the thickest part passes through, it is mercilessly screwed in all the way. Naala: "H-Hii!?” Suren: "I feel like I'm going to get eaten alive..." It was barely possible to fit it into my cavity, but being inserted into a place other than its intended use felt like it was going to burst deep inside my body. The force and pressure literally pushing up into my bowels brought me to tears. Naala: “N-ngh…” Suren: "Now, relax. If you resist, you'll only get hurt." Naala: “Ha, hah, ha…”  Slowly, Suren's hips began to move, stretching my inner walls. Even with the help of the medicine, I only felt pain and discomfort as I was being rubbed there for the first time. Suren: "It looks painful…” As he penetrated my anus, Suren teased my ear.  His sweet, gentle, yet venomous voice got on my nerves. Naala: "It, it hurts, aaah... it...!" Suren: "Do you hate pain...?”  Naala: "Of course I hate it!" Suren: "Then, just as you wish, I'll make you feel good..." With that, Suren slid his free hand down between my legs. He rubbed my vulva with the whole of his palm, then inserted his finger deep inside my cavity. Naala: "Ah! Ugh... Ah..." The spot that was used to being stimulated twisted against my will and wrapped around his fingers. When he struck a spot that felt like it was linked to the movement from behind, my senses gradually became confused. And as I was rocked like that… Naala: "Ah!? Ah, ahhh...!" Suddenly, a sensation rose within me, as if the blood was rushing through my body. It was hot. So hot, I couldn't stand it. The unidentifiable heat was neither a tingling nor a prickling... a strange burning sensation tormented my body. I twisted my hips, trying to suppress the inexplicable feeling welling up from deep inside my skin. Suren: "Ah, it looks like it's finally kicked in..." Naala: "What the…” Even though the movement had stopped for now, the spasms in my body were not stopping. Just having it inside me made me feel it, and my lower abdomen clenched involuntarily. Both the front and back clenched at what's inside with such strength that it doesn't want it to escape. Naala: “Haa, ah…” Suren: "Hehe, I'm glad you like it. I had it custom-made just for you..." Naala: "?! Don’t tell me, the medicine from earlier..." Suren: "Don’t worry, I just added a little aphrodisiac effect." Naala: "No, no, please, take it off...!" Suren: "Once you apply it, you can't take it off. So enjoy it until the effect wears off." Naala: "Ugh... no... no…” A pleasure that I couldn’t control welled up from deep inside me, and I felt terrified. I'm already in this state, so I wonder what will happen if he moves. Suren: "Don't cry so much. I'm doing this for you..." What good is it for him to apply such a suspicious medicine to me? I glared at him with tears in my eyes, and Suren lifted me up with a look of amusement on his face. Suren: "You were the one who said you don’t like pain, right?" The movement inside me resumed. At that moment, a strong numbness I had never felt before shot through me from my lower back to the top of my head. Naala: "Ahhh...?! Ah, nooo!!” It wasn't just a little; the pleasure was multiplied so many times that it made my thoughts trail off. Suren: "Ah, aaah, you're convulsing inside... Are you about to cum?” Naala: "Ah! Ah, stop...ahh!" Suren: "The first time you've been fucked from behind and you react like this... you're really a slut." Naala: "Ah, it’s not like... hiiii!” Suren: "Ha, you've eaten it so deliciously, so why are you complaining? C-Come on... Cum! Cum!” Naala: "Ah, no, no way!" As he penetrated me from behind violently, a huge amount of nectar overflowed from the depths of my cavity, untouched. In an instant, I was pushed to my limits and reached my climax, my whole body spasming violently. Naala: "Ahh! Ahhh…!”  Suren: “Ngh!” As I orgasmed, hot spray slammed against the walls of my intestines. Suren: "Ha, ha, ha... See... you're a slut after all.” Naala: "Uh, uh... uh..." ~Picture End~ When his still-rigid penis was pulled out, a mixture of medicine and semen oozed out. The suffocating smell of semen made me dizzy. Suren: “Naala…” I no longer had the slightest intention of resisting, and just let myself be held up. Then, something even more unexpected happened… Naran: "Brother, why did you call me to Naala’s room..." “...!” Naala: “!? Na, ran…” Suren: "You late, Naran. If you'd been a little earlier, you could have seen something good." Suren grabbed my limp body from behind and made me spread my legs wide towards Naran. A cloudy liquid oozed from my widened anus and sloppy fluid leaked out from my convulsing cavity. Naran looked at my indecent state with a look of shock on his face. Naala: "No... Don't look, Naran..." In my head, I was feeling so embarrassed I wanted to die, but my body, having just reached orgasm, was just convulsing and wouldn't listen to what I was saying. Perhaps the effect of the aphrodisiac made even shaking my head felt heavy. Suren's tongue wiped away the tears running down my cheek. Suren: "Can you see it, Naran? The woman you love is covered in my semen, front and back..." As he said this, he thrust his finger into the opening of my cavity as if to show off. He kneaded me so much that it made a squishing noise, and my hips began to spasm involuntarily. Naala: “N-no… stop it…!” Naran: "S-Stop it, brother! What was the point of doing this...!" Suren: "The point? Haha, isn’t it obvious?" Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around my neck, and I gasped for breath. My vision and thoughts were strained, and tears began to flow again. Suren: "This is your punishment for continuing to deceive me." Naran: “!” Suren: "Did you really think I wouldn't notice? Ha, how naive you are." Naran: "Stop it, brother! Naala isn't at fault! I-it's all my fault!" "I was just being selfish and causing trouble for her!" Suren: "That has nothing to do with it. She didn't reject you because she accepted your feelings. Could there be a greater betrayal than this?" Naran: "No! She just couldn't refuse because she’s too kind-hearted...!” Suren: "Think about it carefully. If she was serious about refusing, she would have consulted me from the beginning." "Whatever the form, she couldn't refuse because she had feelings for you." "Isn’t that right, Naala?” Naala: “...!” Before I could reply, the pressure on my neck increased and my voice stopped in my throat. Kissing my cheek as I choked and gasped, Suren gave an order to Naran. Suren: "Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed.” Naran: “What…?” Suren: "Didn't you hear? If you refuse, I will kill you for adultery." Naala: "Ug...ugh..." Naran: "Stop it! Stop it... This isn't like you, brother!" Suren: "If that's the case, then your lies have driven me to this." Naran: “...” Suren: "Hurry up." Naala: “U…gah…” Naran: "I… get it. I get it, so please don't make her suffer anymore." Suren: "That's up to you." Naran: “...” Naran gripped his lower lip, closed his eyes deeply, and clenched his fists tightly. Lightning flashed across the sky, casting an ominous shadow reminiscent of a crack... After it passed, he began to strip off his clothes one by one with all his might. Naran: “...” He lay down in front of us on the edge of the wide bed. Once the orders had been carried out, Suren released me and pushed me towards Naran. Naala: “Suren…?” Suren: "Suck it." Naala: “...?” I tilted my head, honestly not knowing what he meant. Then, Suren gave me a matter-of-fact command, expressionless. Suren: "Suck him off." Naran raised his body in a panic. I, on the other hand, was so shocked that I couldn't move, my eyes wide open. N aran: "Wh-what are you talking about, brother?" Naala: "I... I don't understand..." Suren looked down at Naran and me, who were frozen in shock as if he were looking at a boring act. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, only cold flashes of lightning. That seemed to show the depth of his rage, and several strands of cold sweat ran down my spine. Suren: "Naala. If you don't do it, I'll kill Naran." Suren picked up his sword from beside his pillow, quickly discarded the sheath, pointed the sharp tip at Naran's throat, and glanced over at me. Naala: “...!” Naran: “Ah, Naala…” Suren: "Hurry up. If I have to say it again, Naran's life is forfeit." Exposed to his intense rage, we were both speechless. We could see the seriousness in Suren's eyes and we trembled to the core. Urged by the tip of the sword, I approached Naran with movements so slow they could almost make a grating sound. Just before my hand made contact with him, Naran cried out as if he could no longer bear it. Naran: "Snap out of it! This is wrong! You love her, don't you?!” Suren: "Who was it that defiled my wife?" Naran: “!” Suren: "Go ahead, Naala." He pushes my back and I fall onto Naran's body. As our bare skin touches, his insane threat becomes more real. It's not sane to take something from another man in front of my husband. Suren: "Are you making me say it twice?" The blade was pointed at me again, and I swallowed. I moved my frozen eyes and looked down at Naran. Naran: “Naala, I don’t care what happens to me, so don’t listen to what brother says. It’s all my fault, so there’s no need for you to feel guilty.” Naala: “...” Is it all Naran's fault? Is it all Naran's fault? ...What a ridiculous joke. Even if Naran was a little forceful, it was all my decision not to run away, and ultimately not to refuse. Naran always gave me an escape route. The reason I didn't do that was because... I was the one, who found comfort in his honest, pure affection. I had found comfort in the words "I love you" that Suren never gave me. It is not love that should be punished– Naala: "No... The most guilty one is me, Naran, for turning a blind eye to my own weakness." Naran: "Naala...?" I decided that I couldn't let Naran die because of my weakness, so I reached out for what was in front of me. Naran: "! Please, wait...!" Taking a bold step, I took Naran's flaccid penis into my mouth, and, urged on by Suren's eyes, I awkwardly tilted my head back and forth. Naran: "Uh, ah...! This is bad... Stop it, Naala..." After just a few strokes, the young Naran's penis rose to its full height and gradually expanded inside my mouth. Its increased mass and heat reached the back of my throat, making me choke frequently. Naala: "Hmmm..." It was my first time performing oral sex, so I had no idea what to do. I just licked desperately and rubbed with my pursed lips, being careful not to hurt him with my teeth. Naran: “Ngh…ha…” But that awkwardness was enough for Naran. A bitter taste began to spread across my tongue. His stiff penis occasionally twitched and smacked against the roof of my mouth. Suren: "It's about time" Naala: "Hmm… huh?" He pulled my shoulders from behind and removed my mouth from Naran's. It was trembling with dissatisfaction, as the caressing was interrupted before it reached climax. Suren: "Too bad you nearly came in her mouth, Nalan." Naran: “...” He said in a mocking tone, and Naran's lips curled. Suren looked at him with satisfaction, and whispered in my ear… Suren: "Hey, don't you think it would be a shame for Naran if things continued like this? You want to put him out of his misery, right...?" Naala: “...?” I had a bad feeling that made me want to vomit... When I turned around with cold sweat running down my forehead, a gentle smile was waiting for me. A devilish smile, shrouded in madness. Suren: "I didn't put it in before, so I thought you might not be satisfied..." Naala: “Wh-what are you…” Suren: "That's why I told Naran to join us." Naran: “!” Suren: "Shut up, Naran. If you say one word, I'll kill you." Naran: “...” Naala: "Please... not that..." I shook my head slowly, and Suren stroked my cheek and smiled. I thought I had been forgiven, but when his purple eyes narrowed, a shiver ran through me. Suren: "I don't know why you're refusing. I'm trying to let you achieve your dreams." Of course, that's a lie. Suren said it knowing that whatever he asks for now will hurt us the most. Contrary to the smile on his face, he was so angry that he didn't care about his wife's chastity at all. Suren: “Do it.” Naala: “B-but…” Suren: "Are you okay with Naran dying?" Even though he was smiling, Suren's eyes were serious. If I refused, he would stab Naran as he had declared. Naala: “...” The future that seemed so clear to me now was filling my heart with darkness. In the back of my mind, I thought that despair was a word that seemed to have been created for this moment. Naala: “...Alright.” Naran: "! No, Naala!" Suren: "Shut up." Naran: “...!?” As Naran tried to get up, Suren stepped on his foot. While he was frozen in pain, I straddled him, following his commanding gaze… ~Picture~ Naala: “H-ha…!” Naran: “...!” I lowered my hips and took Naran's thing deep inside my body. The rubbed walls of my cavity seemed to remember the pleasure they had experienced earlier and clung to him in search of heat. Naala: "Ahh! Mmmm...!" My mucous membrane, still soaked with the aphrodisiac, reacts with such sensitivity. Though I knew that this was an abnormal situation, before I knew it, fear was replaced by pleasure. I unconsciously tightened my grip around the man inside me, and Naran let out a moan. Naran: "U-ugh…” Suren: "How is it, Naran? Does it feel good inside of her...?" Smirking, Suren grabbed my shoulders and forced me to swallow him to the deepest depths. Not only were my insides rubbed, but my buds as well, sending a painful sensation up my spine. Naala: "Aah! Ah, oh...!” The rubbing inside felt so good that it made my insides spasm. Unable to resist the movements that milked his semen, Naran's penis began to pulsate violently. Naala: "Ah, ha…!” Naran: "N-no... no... don't move...!" Naran bit his lip and tried desperately to hold back, but finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed my waist, exerting his strength to stop me from moving. Suren: "How pathetic, are you about to cum?" Naran: “...!” Suren: "... It's fine, let it out.” His words brought my flying thoughts back to reality. Even as I was being tormented by a strong sense of pleasure, I turned to look back at Suren behind me. Naala: "What are you saying..." Suren: "Aren’t you happy, Naala? Tonight you'll be filled with the semen of your beloved man..." Naala: “Nooo…!” He pressed down on me from above, making an obscene squishing sound from the opening of my cavity. I arched my back and trembled, and the thing inside throbbed as if it was about to explode. Naran: "Ah, ah...! Ha, ha, ha, ha... ugh." Suren: "Naran, move." Naran: "No, I can't...! I won't move anymore...!" Suren: "Move." Naala: “...” Naran could tell from the sensation inside that he was nearing his limit. If he followed Suren's orders, he would definitely reach climax. Naala: “…Forgive me, Suren… You don’t want this either, do you…?” Suren: "Haha, I don’t want this? Right now, do you know what I want?" Smiling, Suren pushed me back. The moment I leaned forward and fell face down on Naran's chest. Naala: "Huh?! Ah, ahhh...!!" Suren: "I just want you guys to get completely torn apart..." I arch my back as I felt a searing impact on my anus. Suren: "Ah, ah... It’s so tight..." Naran: "?! Brother, what are you doing...?" Suren: "What... can’t you see?" Naala: "Agh! Ha....Ah, ah..." As if to assert his presence, he squeezed the walls of my intestines, and the intense pressure nearly made me lose consciousness. As he shook me gently, I could feel our bodies rubbing against each other through our flesh. Naala: "I'm going to die…” Suren: "The human body is flexible enough to handle something like this.” Naala: "Hyaa! No, no...!" The worst thing was… even though I was feeling the pain so strong that it made me want to vomit, perhaps due to the aphrodisiac, I was also feeling pleasure. My anus had been thoroughly gouged and was now covered in Suren's semen, and after just a few thrusts it was wriggling greedily. My connected cavities swelled, clenching Naran's penis as well. Naran: "S-Stop it, brother! I'm really going to cum!” Suren: "You hear that, Naala. Please give her lots…” Naala: "Ah, ah...! Stop... please, stop!" Instead of listening to my pleas to stop, the force pressing down on me from above grew stronger. At the same time, the thing inside my cavity grew larger, and my mind was torn between pleasure and restlessness. Naran: "Uh! Ah...!” Suren: "Hey, don't hold back! You like her, don't you!" Naran: "I, I love her, that's why... I don't want to do this! I don't want to hurt her in this way...!" Suren: “Tsk…” After clicking his tongue, the sound of Naran and Suren's lower abdomen colliding became louder. Naala: "Ah! Ah, ahhh...!” Gradually my consciousness became hazy, and all I could feel was the heat burning through my body. My insides were rubbed and thrust roughly, and I was overcome with intense pleasure. Naran: "No... No! Nooo!" Suren: "Let's cum together, Naran..." Naala: "Ahh! Ahh...!" The pleasure hit my particularly sensitive spot, causing my cavity to contract. The pressure before orgasm was added inside, and something that could no longer withstand it suddenly exploded. Naran: "Ah...Ah!” Suren: “Ugh…” I can feel the thick, hot semen both in my vagina and intestinal walls. Naala: “Ah… ah…” My body felt heavy and sluggish, and even breathing was exhausting. My worn-out mind and body had long since reached their limits. Naran: "...I'm sorry ...I'm sorry, Naala…” Apologizing over and over again, his voice was full of guilt. Looking at Naran's face, stained with despair, I lost consciousness. ~Next Scene~ Suren: “...Say it.” Inside of this tightly closed room, Suren orders me today as well. My body will not be released unless I respond to his orders. So with an empty head and heart, I ruminate over meaningless words. Naala: “...I love you, Suren.” Suren: “Don’t you lie to me! You always, always lie like that!” Even though he forced me to say it, Suren slammed me into the bed. …As usual. How many months have passed since this cursed ritual, repeated every day… madness in the name of marital relations, that I’ve become accustomed to. Well, me being a bird in a cage, I suppose it doesn’t matter… My heart was so worn out that I didn’t care about anything anymore. I have no way of knowing whether Nalan is alive or dead. Suren: “The thing I can’t forgive the most is that you lied and said that you loved me…” Then… if I hadn’t spoken words of false love to him at that time, could our futures have turned out differently? I thought about it, but I quickly gave up on thinking. Even if I think, nothing will change about the current situation. No matter what I say now, Suren won’t believe me. Suren: “Wh-why do you…!” The tip of his blade was placed against my chest, and Suren moaned. This is also a regular occurrence, and I’m already used to it. Every time I see Suren, his face contorted in pain, I think in my foggy mind that I wish he’d just stab me. Suren: “Naala… Naala…!” He drops his sword on the floor and hugs me tightly enough to hurt. His trembling voice was terribly sad, as if he was begging me to love him. Suren: “Say it…” Naala: “...I love you, Suren” …The broken bird continues to sing meaningless words. ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Suren's scene Final Chapter - The Battle for Love. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Suren ⇀ BEST END恋しき戦い ⇀ skip to after Naala and Auri talked in private. Suren: “!” Naala: “Ha, ha, ha…” Although I had heard from Auri that he was safe, seeing him like that made me relax. I realized I'd been more nervous than I'd realized and let out a wry smile. Suren: "You're so out of breath, did something happen?" Naala: "No, it’s nothing… I'm glad it's nothing." Taking a steady breath, I approached him and touched his muscular arm. Feeling his body heat, I felt even more relaxed and wanted to sit down. Suren: "...That guy, he's amazing." He tilts his head as he mutters to himself. When I ask him again with my eyes, Suren turns his face away in a sulky manner. Naala: "That guy?” Suren: "...The King of Rus. You were his fiance." Naala: "Yeah, well... but it was my parents who chose it for me." Suren: "But he loved you as a woman." Naala: "...Why do you think that?" Suren: "You're the only one who doesn't understand." Naala: “...” Suren: "If I were in the opposite position, there's no way I'd let a bastard who stole my fiancee go unpunished. I'd absolutely kill him." "But he put the national interest above his personal feelings... I guess that's what it takes to be a king, though." "I… could never do that." Naala: "I wonder. If you were the king, I think you would have followed the national interest." Suren: "You're underestimating me." Naala: "I’m not underestimating you..." Suren: "No, you are underestimating me." "...And the depth of my feelings." Naala: “!” He pulls me close by the waist and I collapse onto his strong chest. In the depths of his violet eyes, as he draws me close, passion flashes and sways. Suren: "When I saw the king embracing you today, I almost wanted to kill him..." Naala: "I-I was just happy to see him again." Suren: "But even so, he sees you as a woman. There's no way it's fun to be hugged by a guy like that." Naala: (So ​​that's what that look meant...) "...You're surprisingly jealous." Suren: "And you're surprisingly innocent." Naala: "That's not true." Suren: "I'm telling you, you were embracing another man so passionately in front of me." "Ah, damn it. I shouldn't have brought you here after all." Naala: "Hah..." (Maybe that was one of the reasons why they were so against it...) Suren: "What's with that sigh? First of all, you—." “...!?” I pulled him by the collar and leaned his face in close, pressing our lips together. Suren was caught off guard by the kiss and opened his eyes wide, seemingly forgetting to complain. As I peered into his eyes, we were so close that our noses were almost touching. Naala: "...Show me the depth of your affection." Suren: "Haha... I really can't beat you." Naala: "Of course. I’m your wife after all." Our lips met, the words melting on my tongue. When I tilted my face to one side and we intertwined more deeply, a pleasant numbness spread from the tip of my tongue. Suren: “Hm… mm” Maybe it was because I knew that tonight our feelings were connected. Every touch was sensitive, and a sad moan escaped from my nose. My mind was consumed by the increasingly passionate kiss, and I could think of nothing but Suren in front of me. I entangled my tongue with his as if begging, enjoying the feel of his hot flesh. After they had eaten each other to their heart's content, until there was not enough air left, Suren reluctantly let go. Naala: “…Is that all?” Suren: "No way. Until you say you'll forgive me... I'll be nice to you tonight." Taking his hand, he straddled me as I sat down on the bed. For a while, we traced the contours of each other's bodies through their clothes. Suren: "What is your wish...?" Naala: "Mm... lots of kisses..." Suren: "Roger that…” He put his fingers under my chin and pulled me towards him. I pressed my lips against his and he sucked my tongue even harder than before. Naala: “Hm… ha…” Suren: “Ha… Naala” With him straddling me like this and having my mouth explored, I began to feel like I was already accepting what was inside of me. Occasionally, his hard, muscular thighs would press up into my private parts, deepening the illusion. My insides were compressed and I felt a hunger that made my hips tremble. In the back of my mind, I could sense the sensation of my entrance already starting to leak, and I felt a little embarrassed. Suren: "...Sorry." Naala: “?” I looked at him with a questioning expression. Then, his wet lips touched my ear, and a voice mixed with a bitter smile was blown in. Suren: "You must be tired... I don't think I'll be able to let you sleep tonight." He pressed his hips against me as if to demonstrate, and I could feel his already-hardened penis at my base. Naala: "Hehe... Just one kiss has made you this bad?" Suren: “Shut up…” Unable to refute anything, he looked away, which I found incredibly cute and made my heart ache deep inside. I wanted to see more of Suren's different faces. That desire made me bolder than usual. Suren: "D-Don't touch me like that..." When I touched his hot, hard bulge, it jumped slightly, like a horned creature. Suren narrowed his eyes and pulled his shoulders together as if to endure it. Just that expression made the depths of my loin mysteriously heat up as well. Naala: "Does this feel good...?" I placed my hand through the fabric and stroked from the base to the tip. When I ran my fingertips back and forth over the part that was reacting particularly strongly, I felt it get even harder. Suren: "You idiot... I told you to stop..." Naala: "I'm usually the one who gets bullied, so I might as well take this chance to get revenge." His breathing is strangely seductive and arouses my desire. Usually, I'm so busy being dominated that I don't have time to observe, but maybe watching his reaction like this is exciting. I felt like I understood a little bit about how Suren usually feels, and it made me happy. Naala: "...I wonder if it would feel even better if I touched it directly." Suren: "Huh?... What!?" Before he could stop me, I got off his lap and loosened the front of Suren's pants. Perhaps because of the place and the situation, I was in such a good mood that I could do anything tonight. ~Picture~ Naala: “!” Even though I was the one who did it, I was frozen in shock for a moment. When I pulled down the front of his pants, something thicker and longer than I had expected popped out before my eyes. Now that I think about it, we've done it many times, but this was the first time I'd seen it up close like this. Naala: (Something this long and thick has been inside me many times.) The veins throbbed as if they might burst, the taut underside of his penis spoke of its hardness, and the rawness of the tip was like flesh with a thin skin stretched over it... No matter how I describe it, it couldn't be said to be beautiful, but when I thought of it as Suren's, I strangely found it endearing. Carried away by excitement, I enveloped the hot thing in my palm. Suren: "Wait!" Naala: "You do things like this to me, but you won't let me do it to you? That's not fair." Suren: "There's no need to do that." It's not fair that we can only do one or the other. Suren tried so desperately to stop me that I opened my mouth in desperation. Suren: “...!?” I took a bite. I tried to take the tip in my mouth. An indescribable smell suddenly entered my nose and I hunched my shoulders. It might taste pretty bad. Suren: "If you're going to make a face like that, then don't do it." Naala: “Shuth up” Suren: "S-Stop talking… with it in your mouth...!" Naala: “Why… Dosh ith hurth?” Suren: “Ngh!” I can't speak well because it’s so big. Even when I stretch my jaw joint to its limit, it only covers about two-thirds of it. This is the only one I’ve ever seen so I can't say for sure, but I think they're probably on the larger side. Naala: “Mm… ha…” After a while, I got used to the smell and had more room to move my tongue. Naala: (But what should I do from here?) Remembering a story I had heard from another woman before, I moved my head back and forth with it in my mouth. The smooth tip of it brushed against the roof of my mouth and sucked it deep into the back of my throat. Suren: “!...ugh…” Naala: (I wonder if it hurts...) His eyes were tightly closed, and it looked like he was enduring it, which worried me. Worried that I was hurting him, I sucked him up while checking his reaction. Suren: “Ha… I’m… about to…” That said, it's still only just begun, and it seemed to take a much longer time than when Suren did it for me... Convinced that he was being reserved, I took him in even deeper. Although I felt like gagging a few times during the act, I did my best to control it. Suren: “...!” When I looked up, I saw Suren's Adam's apple twitch. The sight made me feel strangely aroused. My heart rate increased along with his heavy breathing. The thought that I was giving Suren pleasure made me feel a sense of ecstasy. Wanting him to feel even better, I increased the speed at which I rubbed him inside my mouth. Suren: "L-let go!" I grabbed his hand which was trying to push me away and swallowed the tip deep into my throat. I nearly choked but managed to hold it in. As I strained, the inside of my mouth narrowed, and the pressure on his penis increased. Suren: “Ngh… ha!” As if unable to bear it any longer, the expansion explodes in the back of my throat. Surprised by the sudden impact, I widened my eyes and was unable to move for a few seconds. I feel a trembling spasm inside of my body. Naala: “Mm…” A unique smell and taste spread in my mouth. After a while, I realized it was the taste of semen, and that Suren had reached climax. ~End Picture~ I slowly parted my lips and swallowed the liquid that had been building up on my tongue. Before I even considered whether it tasted good or not, I was filled with satisfaction that I had made him feel good. Suren: "Hey, did you drink it?!" Naala: "Oh, was I supposed to spit out?" Suren: "...Hah. Seriously, where did you learn this?" Naala: "This was my first time." To be honest, it was quite awkward, and I wasn't used to the taste. I swallowed the slime of semen that stuck to my throat, grimacing a little as I swallowed it along with my saliva. Suren: "Well, if it wasn't the first time, I would have killed the other guy." Naala: "...Hey, did I do it right? Did it feel good?" Suren: "You're asking me this in this state?" "I mean, just the thought of you doing it with your mouth is enough to turn me on..." His voice was so quiet I couldn't hear him. He leaned forward and lightly tugged on the hem of his robe twice. Naala: "? What is it?" Suren: "Geez, you already know the answer, right?" Naala: "I don't know because I'm not a man." Suren: "...What about you?" Naala: “Huh? …!?” "Wait, Suren!" I was suddenly pulled onto the bed and my clothes were skillfully stripped off. I tried to close my legs but he pushed them away with his arms, and before I could stop him, his lips were on my private parts. ~Picture~ Naala: “Ah!?” Suren: "Doesn't it feel good to have me lick you like this all the time?" Naala: "Hmmm... I just... ah" This isn't the first time my private parts have been licked like this. It's become a regular occurrence ever since it happened at a time when I was struggling to get what I wanted. But no matter how many times it happens, it's just too embarrassing and I can't stand it. Suren: "Ahh... Perhaps you were getting excited while taking me...? You're overflowing so much... You're so slutty." Naala: "Ah, no... hmmm!" The tip of his tongue traced each petal, gradually approaching the center. Already dripping wet, it reacted sensitively to any movement and trembled. His lips stroked my bud, making my back arch. Naala: "Ah, ahh! No, no...!" Suren: "Don't run away. This is payback for what you did earlier..." Naala: "That's, ugh, huh... I don't need that...!" Suren: "Hmm... but... it would be 'unfair' if only one of us did it, right...?" Suren was really mean, getting his revenge. I glared at him with teary eyes and he stuck his sharp tongue into my entrance. Naala: "Ah! Ah..." Suren: "…It's so mushy today that it doesn't even need loosening." Naala: "Don't say that..." As he mocked my lewd behavior, my juices started flowing again. Suren released my lips, entangled them in his bony fingers, and sank them inside me. Suren: "Look... two are already in..." Naala: "Ah, ah! Ah..." His fingertips kneaded my insides, then slowly moved in and out. The knotty joints of his fingers caught on my sensitive spots and at the entrance, and a numbness-like sensation rose from my waist. Suren: "You're clenching me so much... aren't you satisfied with just my fingers?" Naala: "Oh, no way..." It certainly felt good, but deep inside I felt a sad trembling, as if this wasn't enough. An indescribable heat was settling in my lower abdomen, and I felt like I would go crazy if left unchecked. Suren: "If you don't like it, tell me what you want me to put in there..." Naala: “...” I hesitated to put it into words, but his skillful fingers pursued me. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, I grabbed him with a tiny whimper. Naala: "Put yours… put yours in..." Because I had just come, the image was even more vivid, and I felt like I was saying something obscene. I was so embarrassed that my face was on fire. But just imagining that moment of that thick, strong thing entering me, piercing my deepest recesses... made my entrance twitch. ~End Picture~ Suren: “Do you really want it that badly?” Although he had only just ejaculated, Suren's penis was already erect as soon as he took off his clothes. It was hard and taut, stimulating sensitive spots. The tip, covered in the sticky nectar, looked as if it was about to go in at any moment, but then it moved away. Naala: "Mm, give it to me... I want you..." Suren: “...” Even though he was the one who wanted me to say it, Suren stared at me with a shocked look on his face. I felt the body temperature of the part we were touching had risen, and then I heard the sound of him swallowing his saliva. Naala: “Suren…?” Suren: “...” Naala: “Kyaa!?” Suddenly, my body was turned over and I let out a small shriek. While lying face down, my buttocks are grabbed high, exposing my wet private parts to the night air. Embarrassed by the fact that I was completely exposed, I twisted my hips… ~Picture~ Naala: "Ahhh... Aaahhh!!!" Suren: “Ngh…!” His hot wedge penetrated my deepest part in one go, and my sharp insides began to flicker. As he moved his hips, caressing my cervix, a squelching sound rang out and a torrent of nectar spilled out. Perhaps because he'd been teased for so long, my senses were going haywire. Naala: “Ah… ha…” My insides were numb and I couldn't exert any strength. As my lower abdomen spasmed, I heard a spiteful whisper from behind me. Suren: "What, did you come just by me putting it in...?" Naala: "Ah... no way..." I wanted to deny it, but my body couldn't lie. My head was hazy from the orgasm, and I couldn't argue with anything. Suren: "Even this part is so sharp..." Naala: “Mm!” As he said this, his hands reached around in front of me and pinched my nipples. The tips of my nipples, which had already become hard and pointed without even being touched, became so stiff with the added stimulation that it hurt. A sharp numbness ran through my chest, and I couldn't help but twist my hips. Suren: "I-it's even... more tight than usual tonight." As if to test my condition, the hot wedge slowly stirred inside. My cavity, already sensitive from just reaching orgasm, felt intense pleasure even with the slightest movement. Pushed to its limits, my insides didn't complain of pain, but instead convulsed as if asking to be opened further. Naala: "Ah, haa... n-no..." Suren: "What's wrong? You've got completely soaking wet..." When his honey-covered penis was pulled out, the hair wrapped around it as if chasing it. The sensation of the wet mucous membrane being pulled was irresistible. Naala: "I... I feel like I'm going to die just from this... so..." Suren: "It's too early to give up, isn't it?" Naala: "Huh?! Ahh!!" He thrust into the most sensitive part inside with a familiar movement. Fearing the pleasure that would be so strong it would hurt, I pulled my hips back, but he grabbed me again and thrust even harder. Naala: "Ah, ahh! Not there, no!" Suren: "It's not that I don't like it... I want more here, it's twitching..." The time between thrusts gradually became shorter, and I was shaken violently the more I slid up. Light exploded repeatedly in the back of my eyes, and my head and cavity began to melt into a gooey mess. Naala: "Ah, ah! Hi, ah, ah...!" He grabs my chin from behind and twists my head. His lips immediately meet mine and I suck passionately, our tongues entwining as we exchange warm saliva. When the liquid I couldn't drink slips around the corner of his mouth, his hot tongue scoops it up. The stimulation is so strong that tears start to spill from the corners of my eyes. Suren: "That’s a nice face you’re making..." Naala: "Hmm...?" As our lips parted, an overly sweet voice vibrated my eardrums. My head was hazy and I couldn't comprehend what he was saying, but I could tell that Suren looked happy. Suren: "Hey... does it feel good...?" Naala: "Huh?...Ah! Ah! Ah...!" Suren: "Don’t tell me it doesn’t feel good after all...?" What is he saying? He is already making the depths of my body wet. As he rubs my sensitive spots, my mind becomes fuzzy and active. Naala: (Ahh... perhaps...) Was he worried about what I said at the very beginning? When I understood, my love for him grew even stronger, and my chest tightened. My insides, in tune with my feelings, pressed down on Suren's. Suren: "Wow, it's wrapping around me..." His ecstatic voice entered my ears and resonated in my loins. Seeing Suren feeling it made me happy and it felt good too. My heart had softened and my honest emotions easily spilled out. Naala: "Hmm, ah... it feels good..." Suren: “Hmm?” Naala: "It feels so good! Ah, ah... give me more, more... Suren." Suren: “...!” Suddenly my hips stopped moving, and my vagina swelled in dissatisfaction. I didn't want to be put on hold at such an awkward point. I turned around slowly, and Suren tightened his grip on my swaying hips, preventing him from diving deep inside me. Naala: “Suren…?” Suren: "You idiot, that's too late now... that's cheating." The mass inside me increased, and I could almost feel the blood pulsating there. Knowing that I was on the verge of reaching climax, my stomach throbbed with joy. Suren: "Damn, please stop moving...!" Naala: "But it’s moving on its own..." The insides of my body were tightening in proportion to my emotions. I unconsciously tightened, and a short groan escaped from Suren's mouth. Suren: "Ah, are you doing this on purpose? I won’t be able to last long..." He slammed into me once, as if to punish me. Perhaps because he'd stopped halfway, the pleasure hit me even deeper, and I was pushed to my limits in one go. I felt the waves of orgasm approaching again, and my spine shivered. Naala: "Hmm! It's fine... let's come together..." Suren: “...!” As I pleaded with teary eyes, I felt my insides being pushed open. Just that sensation made the hairs on my entire body stand on end. He immediately resumed his intense thrusts, and the sound of flesh slapping together echoed through the room. Naala: "Ahh! Ahh! Suren! Suren... !!" Suren: “Ha, ah…!” I was on the brink of climax. My mind went blank at the same time as Suren's hips began to spasm. Naala: “Ahhhh!” Suren: “Ngh…!” Just before the stiffened object explodes, it is pulled out, and a hot spray wets my back. Naala: “Ah, ha, ha…” Suren: “Naala…” Naala: “Mm…” After a light kiss, Suren collapsed next to me and pulled me to him. I rested my cheek against his muscular chest and listened to the slightly rapid beating of his heart. Naala: "...Why didn’t you..." Suren: “Hm?” Naala: "...Nothing.” I wanted to ask why he didn’t cum inside today, but I was too scared to say it. Because in truth, I already knew the answer. Naala: "...I hope we can go home together tomorrow. Suren: “Yeah…” Just from the sound of our voices, I felt like we could understand each other's inner thoughts. –Perhaps we wouldn't be able to go home together tomorrow. Suren had probably thought the same, so I think he had thought about what might happen to me and didn’t want to leave me behind with our child. Even though I knew he acted out of concern and kindness, I felt sad and wanted to scold him. Naala: “Suren…” Suren: "Hmm?" Naala: "Please hold me closer…" Suren: “...” I wish our bodies would just cling together and never let go again. As he held me so tightly it hurt, I experienced a bittersweet night… ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Suren's scene Bonds. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Suren ⇀ 絆 A few days after they both died, I gradually started eating again. If I didn’t eat, Suren would come to my room and stare at me. So I kind of had to eat. Naala: (I’ve been thinking about this for a while, but it seems he’s quite the worrier, despite his appearance.) After taking a hot bath, I looked at my body in the full-length mirror. I felt like I was in a poor condition, so I wrapped myself up looser than usual. I adjust the hem of my clothes, straighten my back, and recite my resolution in my heart. Naala: (It’s still too early to give up on life. I still have a lot of work to do in order to repay both their feelings.) To put my resolution into action, I had two large bowls of rice this morning. I have a slight feeling that I’m eating too much, but when staring at something, it’s important to get in shape and have momentum. The body and mind are inextricably linked. With more power, I can do things more effortlessly than I can now. Naala: “...All right.” I slapped my cheeks to motivate myself. In a sense, tonight would be decisive for me. ~Next scene~ Naala: (I wonder if he’s still in his room…) I walked down the moonlit corridor towards Suren’s room. Since the disaster, things have been hectic for Suren behind the scenes, so he was often out at night. Naala: (I think things have settled down a bit…) The truth was hidden secretly in the darkness. The cause of death for both Shalu and Nalan was said to be an accident, and there was no incident… There must have been some who thought it was too much of a coincidence and doubted things internally. However, when pressured by the highest military ranks, they had no choice but to keep their mouths shut. With the support of King Touya, who seems to have been concerned about the impact, even the women now seem to want to forget about the incident. Those living in the residence would have known that Shalu was acting strangely, so they instinctively avoided getting involved in any trouble. I don’t think they're being cold. Protecting yourself is a natural right. It’s just… Naala: (I just think it’s sad… but maybe that’s selfish of me.) Those two no longer exist in this world. I can’t see them, talk to them, or feel their warmth. Those facts often floated to the surface of my thoughts and punched holes in my mind. Each time I felt like crying or actually cried, I reaffirmed my resolution. So, there’s no going back anymore. Naala: “...Yeah.” I nodded to myself, made a fist in front of my chest, and regained my spirit. Naala: (Rather than mourn, I need to do what I can do. So first…) As I was thinking, I spotted the door to Suren’s room. I nervously cleared my throat, thinking there was a good chance I wouldn't be accepted. After all, what I’m going to propose to Suren is… Naala: “?” As I went to touch the door, I noticed that it was slightly open. Did he go out, perhaps? Disappointed, I peek inside. Naala: (Huh? He’s here after all…) At the table by the window, Suren was looking up at the sky while sipping his cup. I wondered for a bit, but then convinced myself that tonight is a full moon, so moonlight alone might be enough. Naala: (All right, this is it.) I pulled back and took a deep breath before knocking on the door.  Then I raised my hand as boldly as I could and swallowed my breath at the profile I glimpsed. Naala: “...” There is no lamentation, no anger, nothing floating in his profile illuminated by the moonlight. It was almost an innocent expression. But for some reason, he looked… terribly sad. Naala: (Suren…) His big, dependable, silent back. His usually imposing and dignified appearance seemed lonely tonight. Perhaps I feel this way because the young man who’d normally be by his side isn’t there. Naala: “...” Suddenly, a hot feeling welled up from deep within my chest. The feelings that slowly overflowed into my heart became an impulse that moved my legs. I wanted to go up to him right now and snuggle against his back. The reason didn’t matter, I wanted to be at his side. The same way Suren had stayed by my side. Suren: “...” Suren noticed me enter but did not look at me. He silently looked up at the moon and sipped his drink. I remained silent and continued to sit next to him, listening to the sound of the insects. Naala: (...Ah.) After a while, the bottom of his cup came into view. When Suren was about to pour more, I took the bottle first and held it up lightly. And what came out naturally was a sincere, heartfelt smile. ~Picture~ Naala: “...Allow me, dear husband.” Suren: “...!” Suren stared at me intently and then held out his cup. During the pouring, no words are spoken to each other, and only the sound of cloth rustling echoes in the quiet room. Suren: “...” Naala: “...” How long had he been sitting there, silently? As the moon passed the mid-sky, I heard a quiet mutter from beside me. Suren: “Apparently, the souls of the dead head for the moon.” Naala: “Yeah, I heard that the souls who have finished their journey in this life will live with the spirits on the moon.” Suren: “So that's why it’s so beautiful.” Naala: “...Yeah.” After responding, I suddenly heard a drop of water. It wasn’t particularly cold, so condensation would be unusual. As I tried to figure out the source, I started to feel a lump in my throat. Suren: “...” Naala: “...” Looking up at the moon, Suren stifles his voice, tears streaming down his face. Clear drops fall into his cup, trailing down his cheeks and chin. Listening to the plopping sound, I poured more alcohol, daring not to turn my head to the side. Suren: “...You drink too.” Naala: “May I?” Suren: “A married couple having drinks together is neither good nor bad.” Naala:  “...Right.” ~End Picture~ Upon receiving the offered cup, Suren was the one who filled the cup this time. Thus, on a night with a full moon, drinking together in a quiet room, I feel like I’m attending a sacred ceremony.  Suren let out a deep chuckle, perhaps feeling the same way. Suren: “It’s like a wedding ceremony.” Naala: “We’ve only done the First Night Ceremony.” Suren: “Heh, sorry about that… I was kinda impatient.” Naala: “Hehe, you get impatient?” Suren: “I’m human, after all.” Naala: “Hmm, I wasn’t sure, since you’re so strong and all.” Suren: “Well, strength is my only talent.” Naala: “You say that, but I know it’s because you’ve worked yourself to the bone, haven’t you?” Suren: “...Hmm.” I found it oddly cute the way he sniffled as if embarrassed. If I said such a thing, he would probably sulk this time, so I stopped with a small smile. Then, unexpectedly, my lips were stroked, and the tips of his fingers slid down my cheek. Suren mutters with a feeling of earnestness. Suren: “...I really don’t want to break this bond.” Naala: “Huh?” When I tilted my head, not understanding what he meant, Suren looked away once, pretended to think, and then looked me in my eyes. Suren: “There’s a rule in this country, that once a woman gives birth, she will be married to a different man.” “It’s one of the policies enacted since the outbreak of The Rot, to ensure that Nasla has children.” “However, there are exceptions, and only aristocrats are exempt from this law.” Naala: “...! This is my first time hearing this.” Suren: “It’s the first time I told you about it.” Naala: “...You kept quiet because it’d cause turmoil among the women.” Suren: “If you wanna call someone cowardly, it's me. Touya was trying to tell you all.” Naala: “...Then why did you want to keep this quiet?” Suren: “I thought it had nothing to do with me, as a future aristocrat. Honesty, I had no interest in any of the Rus women, except for you.” Naala: “Then why are you talking about it now? You don’t think I’ll tell the other women.” Suren: “If you want to, go ahead.” Naala: “Huh…” Suren: “Now… even I am wondering about this system.” “To have one’s marital bond broken by a will other than one’s own is surely more painful than being slashed with a blade.” Naala: “...I wouldn’t have imagined those words coming from you.” Suren: “Heh, I’m surprised myself.” Naala: “...Is that the reason why you were particular about becoming an aristocrat?” Suren: “Mostly, anyway.” I wasn’t expecting such a reply. If true, he’s a military man who’s amazingly devoted to his wife. As my eyes widened and I was at a loss for words, Suren began to speak with a self-deprecating laugh. Suren: “My mother… was a kidnapped woman like you, from a southern island.” He doesn’t know the details because it was more than 20 years ago, but it is said that Nasla waged war against a certain southern island nation during the reign of the previous king. Maybe she was kidnapped during that time. Suren: “But she met my dad, she fell in love, and gave birth to me. If there was a miscalculation, it was the outbreak of The Rot afterward.” Naala:  “Did your mom end up with a different man…?” Suren: “Yeah. My lineage isn’t even close to that of an aristocrat, so of course the law was applied to my mother, and she was forced to marry a different man.” “My dad was a pretty unfeeling guy, so he probably gave her up without a fight.” Naala: “...Your mother must have been sad.” Suren: “Probably. Disappointed, my mother ran away, saying she didn’t want to be held by another man.” Naala: “Did she escape?!” Suren: “Do you think a single woman can get past those guards?” Naala: “...Not likely.” Suren: “Furthermore, the guard who tried to stop her… messed up, and killed her.” Naala: “...!” Suren: “As a result, my house was accused of being one that couldn’t follow the rules, and my father took his anger out on me physically.” “He’d say, “My pride has been hurt, thanks to your mother.”” Naala: “But that wasn’t your fault.” Suren: “In retrospect, my dad was a pretty miserable guy. He died in battle alone, never having truly loved anyone.” “I guess being raised by a guy like that messed with my senses.” ““Why do I have to feel miserable over a woman who abandoned me?” and “a woman’s fault”... somewhere in my heart, I held a grudge against all women.” “It’s a pathetic story… but I think I was trying to regain some of my lost pride by feeling like they were something that needed to be protected.” “But y’know, women are stronger than men.” Naala: “We’re not strong. We’re all weak.” Suren: “Even with weaknesses… you are strong. Strong, yet kind.” Perhaps it’s due to the alcohol, but Suren seemed more relaxed than usual as he talked while gazing at the distant moon. I’ve never seen him so vulnerable, like he let his walls down, or he’s not keeping his distance… Thinking about several words, I arrived at one. Naala: (...Ah, yeah. This might be the side of himself that he shows to his wife.) Thinking about it, my chest became strangely warm. Maybe it was happiness. In the emotions, I found the proof that I had become Suren’s wife, and it made me feel a little embarrassed. Suren: “I can understand my mother’s feelings now. Having you taken away from me would be a fate worse than death.” It feels like he’s hitting on me. But if I said that, this happy space would be destroyed, so I kept quiet and just looked at Suren’s face from the side. As if drawn by my gaze, Suren turns to me. Naala: “...” We’ve been intimate several times, and even shared the same bed… despite that, why do I feel excited now? As I took a breath to calm my small heartbeat, a shadow suddenly fell in front of me. While I was frozen in surprise, our lips met, and then quickly parted. Naala: “Wh-what?” Suren: “It’s a kiss, that’s what.” Naala: “I-I mean, I know that…” He’s only ever kissed me quite passionately, so this light kiss… I feel embarrassed, as if we’re first-time lovers. I turned my hot face down and this time a strong arm reached out and pulled my shoulders back. My body leaned to the side and my head rested on his muscular shoulder. I was a little nervous as I listened to the voice falling from diagonally above me. Suren: “...I’ll be busy from now on.” Naala: “Can I ask what you intend to do?” Suren: “I’m probably aiming for the same thing you are.” Naala: “!... Did you know why I came here tonight?” Suren: “Yeah, because it’s you. I figured once you’d recovered, you’d try to set this continent straight, for those two.” Naala: “...” Suren seemed to know that my original reason for coming here tonight was to ask for help in solving the fundamental problems that plague this continent. In other words, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that came to utilize Suren’s influence, as he is the leader of the military. Even if I was coming here for a just reason, I felt he’d be justified if it left a bad taste in his mouth. That’s why I was nervous before coming here… Naala: “You always see through everything.” Suren: “Who do you think I am?” Naala: “Yeah yeah, you’re the strongest military commander, right?” Suren: “No. I’m your husband, I know what my wife is thinking at least.” Naala: “...You’re embarrassing.” Suren: “Yeah, maybe.” ~Picture~ Naala: “Ahhh!” Suren:  “And to react so simply just by getting close like this… makes you pretty embarrassing.” Suddenly, just as I was aware of him thrusting his hands into my sides, the next moment I was sitting on Suren’s lap. Attracted by his words, I focused my attention on the area under my buttocks, and felt something hard… Naala: "Were you reacting while we were having a serious conversation?" When I looked at him with an annoyed face, Suren snorted and bit my ear. Suren: "Calm down, it only happened just now. I couldn't resist your cute face." Naala: "I made no such face." Suren: "Oh no, but you did." He pressed me against him as if to ask what I was going to do to him, and my face grew hot. As I turned away in embarrassment, I was met with several feather-light kisses. Naala: “Mm…” Suren: “Naala…” Gradually, our contact deepened, and he began to smoothly lick my palate. Our saliva, which tasted of alcohol, mixed between our tongues. Perhaps due to my intoxication, when he also began to stroke my spine at the same time, my lower abdomen began to ache more quickly than usual. With each stroke of his large palm, heat built up deep in my waist. Suren: "What's this? It seems you’re getting excited too…" Naala: "Huh?!" He traced the area between my legs over my clothes, making me jump in surprise. He pressed and rubbed my center with his fingertips, and I could feel my sensitive bud swelling. Naala: "S-stop..." Suren: "No way. Come on, tell me... how do you really want me to touch you?" His fingertips flicked my bud, and my toes tensed. But this wasn't enough. I wanted him to touch me directly, to feel my skin. I pleaded with him with my eyes, but Suren smiled mischievously and removed his hand from between my legs. He gently caressed my lower leg, as if to stretch my toes that had curled with pleasure. Being gradually stimulated from a distant part of me created a frustrating feeling almost to the point of insanity. The more he teased me, the more nectar started to flow from deep within my body. Suren: "If you don't say anything, it will stay like this forever." His hand, escaping my inner thigh, pulled back just before it reached my center, then dropped to my knee. I was frustrated that there was just that little bit more distance left. I was frustrated that I had let Suren do as he pleased, and my eyes started to water. Naala: "Why are you being so mean..." Suren: "I just want to bully the cutie in front of me." Naala: "I'm not cute so don't bully me.” Suren: "Saying things like that only makes you even cuter..." He suddenly put his hand inside my underwear, and before I had time to feel embarrassed, the depths of my petals were exposed. The dry fingertips entangled my mucous membrane, making an obscene sound. Suren: "It makes me want to make you cry..." Naala: "Hii?!" Suren: "Wow, you're already all mushy... Did you really want me to touch you that badly...?" As if to teach me a lesson, he squeezes and kneads my wet petals. The quietness of the room makes the wet, squishy sounds all the louder. My body temperature rises even more as my lewd behavior is demonstrated to me by both my hearing and my touch. Naala: "S-Suren..." Waves of pleasure surge over me, and I instinctively grab onto his neck. I hate the idea of ​​moaning and reaching orgasm alone. Even though I try to divert my attention, Suren rubs hard against my sensitive spot and whispers. Suren: "Don't hold back, just go for it. Come on..." Naala: "Ah! Yaaahh...!" My swollen buds are picked and crushed as if to tell me to stop, and my mind goes blank. Naala: "Huh... hah, haa, haa..." My body relaxed from my orgasm, and rested on his broad chest. As I was basking in the afterglow of pleasure, Suren pulled his hands out of my clothes and demonstrated to me. Suren: "...It tastes like it's ripe to eat." Naala: "You idiot! Stop it!" Suren: "Hey... can I put it in? Naala: "Y-you never listen to what I say anyway." Suren: "I've decided to respect your wishes from now on.” Naala: "Why are you respecting me now, of all times? Dummy, stupid idiot." Suren: "Well then, don’t mind if I do..." ~End Picture~ Suren declared, grinning and putting his hands on his underwear.   Touya: “Suren, did you call me here tonight to show off your couple activities?” Naala: “Ahhh?! Wh-wh-wh-wh-why are you here, Touya?!” Thinking about the embarrassment of having this lewd scene be witnessed I let out a scream-like voice. I stood up with a bounce and hurriedly adjusted my robe. It’s embarrassing. So embarrassing that I could die. Suren: “Huh, you’re already here.” Touya: “I came right at the appointed time.” Suren: “You could have waited until we finished.” Touya: “Is that okay? What if listening to the lustful voice of your lovely bride excited something in me?” “That corridor is too cold for enjoying oneself.” Naala: “...Kings aren’t supposed to make such dirty jokes.” Touya: “Even kings are men.” Suren: “If you touch her, even in your imagination, I’ll kill you.” Nohl: “My my. You are quite shameless, as usual, to go through the trouble of calling the king and his political assistant to witness your love affairs.” Naala: (Nohl coming out as well, this is no minor thing…) “...I’ll bring a new bottle of alcohol.” As I tried to leave the room and observe the situation, Touya blocked my way and shook his head slightly. Touya: “No. You stay here.” Naala: “But…” Touya: “Tonight is a memorable night, one where Suren and I have finally partnered up for real. You have the right to be here, as you’re the one who created this opportunity.” With the two of them showing up here, I had some idea of what was going on. Suren probably decided to work together with the king to solve the issues. And that decision must deviate significantly from the current policies. That’s why the political assistant Nohl is also here. Naala: “...Did you come to talk about the women?” Touya: “More specifically, we’ve come here to solace the issues of the continent as a whole, beyond that…” “No matter how much I may want it, my power alone isn’t enough to change things.” “But things are different now. I have the strongest allies in Nohl and Suren.” “And I also have you… a valuable ally who, with the spirit of Rus, can think about the continent as a whole.” “Even though I’ve put you through some terrible hardships… and I know how this sounds coming from me, but I’m hoping for an alliance with Rus.” Naala: “Alliance?!” Touya: “For example, instead of bringing women here by force, women could live in Nasla by their own choosing, with permission. In return, we could send an appropriate compensation to Rus.” “And on the contrary, Nasla men could also live in Rus, if they so desired.” “Rus is now… facing a shortage of men due to the pains of war. If you think about that without getting emotional, it makes sense.” “If the interests of both parties are aligned, the new law will have a better chance of being implemented successfully.” I was taken aback by the sudden and concrete proposal. I’d thought that tonight, at best, we’d be talking about intentions. I knew that Touya didn’t like the current policies from the start, but I didn’t think he’d thought ahead this far… Naala: “However, there’s always the risk that someone with money troubles will forcefully marry off their daughter.” Nohl: “Rather, isn’t it rare to marry someone other than a suitor that the parents have decided on? I wonder how many women in your country marry out of love.” “According to rumor, a certain someone was also set to wed a suitor that their parents had decided…” Naala: “...” Touya: “Nohl. Both of us disagree with that opinion. If we want to normalize diplomatic relations, we shouldn’t start with such sad, forced relations.” “You’d never be able to gain the trust of your wife, like some idiot we know.” Suren: “And who would that be?” Touya: “Putting that aside, enacting the new law will require careful discussion. On the contrary, we have to consider setting restrictions so that Rus doesn’t run out of women.” Nohl: “I wonder if our country’s gerontocracy… ah, pardon me, if our assembly will allow such concessions.” Touya: “If you weigh the benefits against the disadvantages, and show them that the benefits are far outweighed by the disadvantages, they won’t complain.” “It’s your job to gather the information for that.” Nohl: “Hmm, this is quite the rewarding job, given that each and every task is quite difficult.” Touya: “Glad to hear it. It’s good to have goals in life.” Naala: “...” (Since there are so many differences of opinion on the same policy, discussions between the two countries will likely be more difficult.) (Even if an alliance is made, it will be a while before things settle down in Nasla…)  As I watch their interaction, I anticipate the rough water that lies ahead. While not a battle, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar throughout the continent. As I was pondering this, Touya, who had returned to his serious face, stepped closer and took my hand. Touya: “Naala, I know this is a terrible thing to ask, but I will… Would you please become a bridge between our two countries?” Naala; “...I'm just an ordinary girl. I don’t think I have the power to be one of your allies.” Nohl:  “No, rather, you are the key right now.” Naala: “Huh…” Nohl: “Your position is the most important measure for the king’s desired alliance with Rus. Without it, it’s difficult to imagine our countries joining hands.” Naala: (My position…)  “I’d like to think otherwise, but were you waiting for me to accept having become Suren’s wife?” Nohl: “Yes. You may not be motivated to work for the enemy, but if for the homeland of your beloved, you would choose to save both countries, would you not?” Naala: “...As usual, that beautiful face doesn’t suit your true ugliness.” Nohl: “I use whatever I can, be it mind or body. This is not an era where everything can be solved using beautiful methods.” “I suspect you know that much.” Naala: “...” Suren: “I’m against putting her out there. If it doesn’t go well, Rus will end up resenting her.” Nohl: “That’s quite the convenient thing for you to say, Suren. Given how savvy you are, I’m sure you’ve gathered information, so you know that she…” Suren: “Is the king’s sister. I knew that from the start.” Naala: “?! No way… then why didn’t you say anything…” Suren: “I didn’t want a princess. I just wanted to marry you. I didn’t care about your status.” Naala: “Suren…” Nohl: “And how do you propose we form an alliance without her cooperation?” Suren: “I, the military commander, will go there in the king’s name. If the highest-ranking military officer goes to personally bow down to the king, it will save face over there.” Naala: “...! That’s unreasonable!” Nohl: “I am forced to agree. Are you planning to get yourself killed?” Suren:  “I’m not trying to commit suicide. I said it because I thought it’d be the most effective.” Touya: “If we mobilize the army, they may become wary.” Suren: “Who said anything about mobilizing? I’d be going on my own.” Naala: “Wh…” Touya:  “Don’t be stupid. You would be going to your death.” Naala: (He’s not wrong, him going would be effective but…) As Nohl and Touya said, in the worst-case scenario, he’d be killed in retaliation for the war. Nohl: “Is there merit for you in going that far?” Suren: “Yeah, plenty. To create peace for my child that she’s going to give birth to.” Naala: “I still don’t have plans to…” Suren: “Then let’s do it tonight. Good timing.” Naala: “I’ll punch you.” Suren: “Haha.” Touya: “If you’re that prepared, I’ll believe in you, and trust you with my letter of intent.” Nohl: “I cannot agree to this, unless she accompanies him.” Suren: “That’s surprising. I thought you’d jump for joy if I died.” Naala: (What’s with this delicate topic now…)  I alone am flabbergasted, remembering the rumors that circulated during the breakout of the ravenous beasts. On the other hand, the two men seemed accustomed to it, and traded sarcastic bards. Nohl: “Your personality aside, I appreciate your abilities. We cannot afford to lose a natural treasure.” “I do not want to cause any further harm to our military.” Suren: “You were pretty quiet when all the blood-thirsty guys around me got eaten by that monster, weren’t you?” Nohl: “I suppose you could say that. Well, I suppose it’s the law of nature that those who make useless movements will be hunted.” Suren: “Y’know, I worry that one day, you’ll be hunted too.” Nohl: “Thank you for your concern. However, you needn’t worry, as I will not do such a foolish thing.” Suren: “...” Nohl: “...” Touya: “Haha, you two are really close.” Naala: (I respect Touya for being able to end it like that.) Nohl: “At any rate, I have given my opinion.” “For you as well, you missus, I pray that you will make wise choices.” Naala: “...” Although spoken politely, the content is close to threatening. As I smiled wryly in a stunned manner, Touya patted my shoulder as if he were concerned. Touya: “Despite what I said earlier, I leave the final decision to you. I won’t blame you, no matter which way you choose.” Naala: “...Thanks. I will think about it.” Touya: “Well then. I hope the two of you will rest well.” Naala: “...Why didn’t you say anything about having called the two of them here?” Suren: “You’d understand once they came.” Naala: “Haah, you really are…” Suren: “What?” Naala: (Despite always being so cunning, he's sloppy in these areas.) “Because… it’s too reckless of an idea to go to an enemy country by yourself. It’s too extreme.” “Hey… are you serious?” Suren: “You think I was joking?” Naala: “...I’m against it.” Suren: “Then, are you saying you’ll come with me?” Naala: “I wonder why you think I wouldn’t.” Suren: “...For me?” Naala: “I’m not gonna tell the person who didn’t tell me about Touya and Nohl coming.” Suren: “What’s that? Say it now.” Naala: “No. If I do, you’ll refuse me coming with you.” Suren: “...” Naala: “So, it’s not for you. I’ll go with you for my sake, and for the future of my country and the continent.” Suren: “Do you think I’m the kinda guy who’d be happy putting his own wife in danger?” Naala: “Do you think I’m the kinda woman who’d be able to wait quietly at home?” Suren: “...You’re a troublesome woman.” Naala: “And that’s why you love me, right?” Suren: “I won’t tell someone who doesn’t listen to me.” Naala: “It can’t be helped. We are a similar couple, after all.” Suren: “...Well, that is right.” There wasn’t a signal or anything like that, but we naturally held hands and looked up at the sky. I believe that the feelings we put towards the full moon are the same… ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Suren's scene The Worst Couple. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Suren ⇀ 最悪の夫婦4 The sound of insects singing their seasonal song could be heard in the distance. At a time of day when I would normally be listening to their relaxing tones, I was in the mood for a tongue-lashing. Naala: (I wonder if I’m catching bad habits.) Suren: “Hey, pour me a drink.” Naala: “...” Next to me, the owner of those bad habits was having dinner and gave me an order as if it were completely natural. He indicated a bottle of alcohol with his chin and held out his cup. (Do it yourself) “...No” Naala: “...No.” It was a short but strong sign of refusal, and I looked in the other direction. I hated the way he tried to bend people’s hearts and minds with his pompous behavior. I don’t know why he’s so concerned about us eating together in the first place, even if this is a Nasla custom. I tried to ignore him but heard his taunting, provocative voice. Suren: “Oh yeah, by the way… that woman named Shalu approaches me every day, begging me to trade you for her.” Naala: “...!” Suren: “I’m a pretty nice guy, so maybe one day I’ll actually fulfill her request.” I turn around, grinding my teeth as if to rub out my frustration. Suren raised his cup, a nasty smile forming on his smug face. Naala: “...Here you go, husband.” I offered his drink in a flat, formal voice. Even that took everything I had, but Suren furrowed his brow, seeming dissatisfied. Suren: “That was pretty lifeless.” Naala: “This is just how I am.” Suren: “Not when you’re with him.” Naala: “Him?” Suren: “Nalan. I know you smile more when you’re with him.”  Naala: “Are you sure you’re not imagining things?” Suren: “Nope, you were smiling.” Certainly, when it was just me and Nalan together, that situation might have occurred. But I’m sure that’s never happened with Suren around, partly because I’m always on edge. (Maybe he’s just wary of me, keeping an eye out for me.) (I wonder when he could have seen that…) Naala: (I wonder when he could have seen that…) I thought Suren was only interested in my body, but apparently, that’s not quite the case. Whether it’s through a monopoly of domination, he seems to want whoever he’s made into “his woman” to have a certain amount of attachment to him. Suren: “If you can smile with him, then you can talk normally with me.” Naala: “...Why?” Suren: “Because I’m your husband.” He spoke in a tone as if to say “Of course, why would you think otherwise.” I’m tired of refuting him, so I’ll just let it slide. Naala: “Yeah, right…” I lost what little appetite I might have had, already drained due to fatigue. Naala: (But, I have to drink this much…) On the tray is the liquid meal that Nalan made for me. I remembered the sweetness that melted on my tongue and consciously woke up my appetite. All right, I made up my mind and reached for the vessel… Suren: “...” Naala: (He’s staring at me again…) That sharp, pointed glare. I lose my appetite every time I feel it. With a sigh, I let my shoulders drop and put the vessel I was holding back on the tray. Suren: “You’re not gonna drink it?”  Naala: “Maybe later.” Suren: “Hmm…” Silence fell and only the sound of insects dominated our surroundings. Normally he’d be complaining, so why is he staying silent now? I had no idea what Suren was thinking, and to be honest, it was terrifying. Suren: “...” I felt a strong gaze on my cheek and I felt a cold sweat breaking out on my back. I knew he was staring at me, so I kept looking down, trying not to make eye contact, even if I wanted to. After I had endured for a while, a hand reached out from the side and took the vessel that was on my tray. I heard what sounded like drinking and knew that the juice had been taken away. Naala: (After Nalan went through the trouble of making it for me…) This is too much, even for harassment. I turned away to cry, and suddenly I was grabbed. Naala: “Wh…” ~Picture~ Naala: “!?” I tried to protest, but my mouth was blocked by something soft. Something poured into me immediately, and I almost spit it out. Naala: “Nngh, guh…!” Breathing through my nose, I gasp as a sweet smell pierces my nostrils. Stunned, I recognized the taste and knew what I had been given to drink. Suren: “...There, you drank it.” Naala: “Wh-what are you doing?!” My voice trails off, more in surprise than anger. I never thought that I would be forced to drink it “mouth-to-mouth”. ~End Picture~ Suren: “Don’t be so surprised, it’s not like we haven’t done more than that.” He pulled me closer to him, and the horror of that night came back to me. My whole body stiffened reflexively, and Suren laughed in a low deep tone. Suren: "Don't worry, I won't do it today." Naala: "Then why did you..." Suren: "If I leave you be, you won't eat anything. And if I force you to eat something you’d probably just spit it out." Naala: "But still, you can't make me drink like this...!" While I protested, Suren raised his glass and took another sip. I tried to struggle free from his restraints, but his muscle-covered arms would not budge. ~Picture~ Naala: "Hmm... hmm..." My desperate resistance was quickly suppressed, and my lips were pressed together again. The sweet juice flowing down my throat felt as hot as boiling water. The moment I moved my tongue to yell, it came into contact with Suren's, and I flinched. Suren: “...” Naala: "Hm!? Ngh…!" My fleeing tongue was entangled and sucked hard. Then, every now and then, his sharp canines would gently bite down, as if enjoying the taste of the juice remaining on my tongue. Naala: “Stop…!” In the brief moment that our lips parted, I turned my face away, but he grabbed my chin and tilted it up again. Naala: "Y-you said you wouldn't today..." Suren: “I’ve changed my mind." Naala: "Don't just go back on your word! You barbarian..." "Ngh! Stop..." ~End Picture~ I hit his chest several times because I was short of breath. The tongue that had been licked so thoroughly was released, and I breathed heavily. Naala: "Is this also a part of a wife's duty...?" We undressed so close that our noses were almost touching. His narrowed eyes looked strangely passionate, and it made my body tremble. Suren: “...Yeah, that’s right my bride. This is a time without boundaries." Naala: “N-no…!” As I was about to be embraced deeply, I instinctively raised my arm, but my hand hit the vessel Suren was holding, and the content of the vessel was splashed all over me. Naala: (Ah…)  The thick liquid ran down my neck and slid between my breasts. I shuddered in disgust, and Suren was next to my ear, his mouth clenched. Suren: "Well, isn't it thoughtful of you to prepare such a sweet treat to finish off the meal?" He sucked and smoothed his tongue over the juices. The feeling of the moist flesh sliding over my skin opened up every pore in my body. Naala: “...!” Even though he was only licking, the sticky sounds sounded extremely lewd. He nibbled on my neck several times as if tasting it, and a sensation slightly different from ticklish arose. Once I had relaxed, he picked me up and lowered me onto the bed next to him. Naala: "I thought you wouldn't do it again..." As my clothes are ripped off, I mutter complaints to vent my frustration. Suren: "Huh? Why?" Naala: "Because you weren't there last night..." Suren: "Oh? So you were sulking because I didn't pay you any attention last night." Naala: "That's not true! I just..." Suren: "Sorry. I couldn't get away from work last night." A large hand stroked from my head down to my body as if to soothe me. His hand was so unexpectedly gentle that for a moment I almost relaxed. "What a stupid thing to do," I stuttered in my mind and glared up at him. This really made me seem like a sulky wife who isn't getting any attention. Naala: "It's fine if you didn't come back at all." Suren: "Yes, yes. I was lonely without you too." Naala: "Stop joking around..." “Hm!” Before I knew it, I had been stripped completely naked while protesting. My chest, which still had juice remaining, was licked, and I flinched. Naala: “...!” When I instinctively tried to cover myself up, my arms were pinned down to the bed, and a strong sense of shame welled up inside me. His alluring gaze seemed to penetrate beneath my skin, sending shivers down my spine. Naala: "...If you want to hold me, turn off the lights." I was the one who turned on the overhead lights in the room, not wanting to be alone with him in the dark. But if things were going to turn out like this, I should have turned them all off. Of course, Suren could see everything about my body, too. I'm not used to people seeing my body, so even this takes a lot of mental strength. Suren: "Why?" Naala: "Why...?" Suren: "You can't see it in the dark." Naala: "You don't have to look." Suren: "I want to see you. That way, I'll feel like I've got you." Maybe in Suren's mind, I’m some sort of trophy or something. ...I know that, but his voice sounds so happy, and I can almost get the illusion that he loves me. But that's not the case. There's not a trace of love here. Naala: "P-please... let's finish this quickly." Otherwise, I would have been overcome with humiliation and shame. Suren: "...That's up to you.” His ripe tongue pressed against the swell of my breast, running up as if enjoying its elasticity. Perhaps it was the viscosity of the juice that made me feel the presence of the taste buds clinging to my skin, and my whole body tingled. My attention was captured by the spot where Suren's tongue was touching, and all my blood rushed to that spot. But for some reason, he didn't touch the tip of my breast. Suren: "They’re already hard even though I haven't even touched it." Perhaps because he was slowly teasing the surrounding area, I suddenly noticed that the tip of my nipple was sticking out, as if in a state of impatience. I felt as if he had implicitly called me a "slut," and my face grew hot. Naala: "Well, you're the one who licks all those weird places..." Suren: "What do you mean by strange? Please, tell me." With a mischievous smile, Suren lightly sucked on my protruding nipple. It was only a slight sensation, but it sent shockwaves down to my toes. Naala: “Nngh...!” Suren: "...That’s a nice reaction." He slid his arms under my arched back and pulled me to him. His palms pressed up around my shoulder blades and he applied pressure from the front. Naala: "Hmm... ugh." Having my tip sucked while there was pressure on my chest made the tip tingle more than if it was just sucked. When his lips pulled my engorged tip, I let out a scream-like cry. Naala: "H, uh...!" Suren: "Let me hear you more..." I have no intention of complying with his demands. But even as I'm being sucked and handled, I find myself getting louder and louder. Naala: “Ah! Ah, ahh…! Stop, please… stop…nngh! The mixed sensation of pain and pleasure creates an inexplicable heat deep in my loins. Naala: "N-no… ah." I feel something a little slimy between my legs, and tears well up in the corners of my eyes. There's no way that's possible... that I could "feel something." Naala: (No, this is too fast...) I wanted to deny it, but his fingertips traveled downwards, parting the bushes and tracing the cleft. When I twisted my hips to hide my wetness, he forcefully exposed the depths of my petals. Naala: "H-ah...!" The tips of Suren's fingers were a little dry. My private parts, which had only been damp from my body, were pulled by the dry skin, causing a slight pain. Suren seemed to notice and changed his touch to one that seemed more caring, and perhaps because I relaxed with relief, the nectar began to ooze out. He gently kneaded the area around the bud, which had begun to swell, and the area near its opening, with the pads of his fingers. Suren: "Does it hurt…?" Naala: "Hmm, it doesn't hurt... but..." At the mercy of this unfamiliar sensation, I accidentally let something slip. After answering honestly, I bit my lip in regret. This kind of loving and being loved conversation wasn't suitable for us. Suren: "Oh, you’re getting wet…” My lewd act is immediately commented on, and I feel like crying. I don't want to get him any wetter, but the more I resist, the more his fingers become slippery. Naala: "That's not possible..." Suren: "Oh, so what is this?" The friction was strong at first, but as the rubbing changed from strong to weak, it turned into a numbness. The nectar that coated his thick fingers finally started making obscene noises. Suren: "You sure you didn't get any pleasure from me?" His wet fingers were held up in front of me, and my face burned with humiliation. I glared up at him, trying not to let the tears welling up in my eyes spill out. Naala: "No way. It doesn't feel good at all." Suren: “Oh…?” He raised one shoulder and narrowed his eyes, a sadistic smile reminiscent of a ruler. Suren: "Well then, it seems that anything I do won’t make you feel good." The weight on my body disappeared and I thought to myself, "Is this the end for tonight?" Suren: "So you put it in and do as you like." Naala: “Huh…?” Suren, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, twisted his torso and turned around. I froze, not understanding what he was saying, when he pointed to the space between my legs with his chin. I followed his gaze and finally understood. Naala: "You want me to put it in myself?" My eyes are drawn to the base of both thighs, covered in strong muscles - and to his erect penis, which stands erect like a living creature. I don't want to look, but I can't look away from the strange, sinister presence. Suren： "What's the matter? Hurry up. You'll fulfill your 'wifely duties' right?" The moment I saw that provocative smile, my blood rose with rage. Gritting my teeth, I shifted on the bed and knelt down to look down. I consciously clenched my thighs, which were starting to twitch with fear. Naala: "I guess I can just put it in myself." If I backed down now, it would mean I'd lost my heart as well. I couldn't bear the idea of ​​submitting others to a man who only saw women as tools. Thinking that this was better than losing the last of my pride, I made up my mind and held up my other record. Suren: "Hang on a sec." I made a bold move to straddle Suren's clothes, but my attempt was thwarted. I raised my eyebrows and looked over, and he gave me another order with his chin. Suren: "Turn around and sit down." Naala: “Why?” Suren: "Oh, do you want me to embrace you?" If I say that, then there's no way we could connect face-to-face. I don't want him to think that's what I want. Naala: “...Fine, I get it." I straddled him backwards and timidly placed my hand on his curved member. I felt it flinch the moment I touched it, and the fear I had forgotten in my anger returned to me. And when I touched his penis for the first time, it was harder and more eerie than I had expected. Could something so thick and long really fit inside me...? Illuminated by the wax light, the mass of flesh looked like a murder weapon. Naala: (But this is the only thing I have to do...) I knew it was possible from my experience the other day. But when it came time to actually insert it, I remembered the pain and hesitated. As I glared at him, he hit me from behind in a mocking tone. Suren: "If you're scared, should I wait until I get used to it?" Naala: "Get used to it...?" Suren: "Yeah, I'm gonna stir up that mess of yours and play with it until you beg me to make you feel even better." His fingers caressed my inner thighs, tracing sensitive spots. I grabbed his provocative hand, took a peek behind me, and leaned forward. Naala: "...It's fine. I'm not scared at all." I placed my hand on something hard and aimed it at my entrance, which was twitching with fear. I took a deep breath, held it for a moment, and as I exhaled, I lowered my hips. ~Picture~ Naala: “Eek…!” Suren: "What's wrong? You're only going in a little bit?" Naala: "H-Hold on... I'm going to put it in right now." That said, the sheer size of the presence I felt inside made me want to run away. My entrance was tingling as it was pushed open, and I feared it might tear apart. Naala: “Guh..!” I take another deep breath and finally swallow it all the way down to the tip. A dull, gradual pain spreads from the inside, and my inner thighs go into spasm. Naala: “U-ugh…!” Still, holding back the tears, I desperately tried to lower myself, when I heard stifled laughter next to my ear. Suren: “Hehe…” Thinking that he was making fun of me, I twisted my head and glared at him... Then he grabbed my chin from under my head and forced me to face him. Naala: “What are you doing…!” Suren: "It's a great view, isn't it?" Naala: “What…” Up until that point, I'd been so focused on what was below that I'd barely looked straight ahead. But when he pointed that out, I remembered what was there - a large full-length mirror. The mirror reflecting the wax light gave a clear picture of me with my legs spread wide, preparing to accept what was in me. Naala: “...!” Suren: "Do you see it? You, trying to take what's mine into yourself..." His rough fingers were protruding near the entrance, which had swelled due to their union. I followed his movement with my eyes and intensely regretted it. The fact that my wet private parts were exposed, and my current position, were all so embarrassing that I wanted to die. Suren: "Don't run away. Make sure you know who you belong to." My disheveled state, something I didn't even want to know about, appears right before my eyes... I quickly turned my face away, but was grabbed by the chin and forced to face it again. I had been ordered around and had accepted his domination. The cruel truth that was projected onto my face dug into my heart. Suren: "Giving in already? Your resolve is pretty lukewarm." Naala: “!” I bit my lower lip and tried to hold back my tears. I made up my mind that I definitely wouldn't cry, and closed my eyes just once. I took a deep breath, opened my eyes, and at the same time lowered my hips. Naala:  “Ugh…!” Suren: "Hey! Don't put it all in at once...!" Naala: "Shut up..." Even though it was my second time, it still hurt this much. As the hot mass of flesh went deeper inside me, an intense pain shot up through my head. It felt like my organs were being pushed up and were going to come out of my mouth. Naala: "Ugh... ugh..." Suren: "— Let’s leave it at that." When I stopped and looked up, I could see Suren in the mirror was furrowing his brow, looking as if he was enduring something. Could it be that he was in pain too? It felt like I'd finally defeated someone, and a slight sense of superiority welled up inside me. Naala: "I-it’s not all the way in yet, you know." This time I put my body weight into it, swallowing it even deeper. I felt the dead end being pushed up, and I lost my breath. Naala: “Ugh…!” Suren: "Ugh! Hah... haa... Idiot... That was so unexpected, that I almost let it out." Naala: “Huh?”  I was so focused that I couldn't hear what he said. At least, Suren looked frustrated during the race, so I guessed my revenge was successful. I felt a little happy and said proudly. Naala: "Huh... I put it all in." Even though I had vowed not to cry, as I spoke tears began to flow. His soft lips sucked them up, letting them run down my neck. Suren: "...Yeah, that's right." I expected him to respond sarcastically, but the voice I heard sounded so emotional that I was confused by his response. Suren: “!”  As the tension eased and I started to relax a little, I felt him twitch inside me. The smooth part of the head of his penis rubbed against my cervix, sending spasms deep inside my stomach. Naala: “Hmm…”  Suren: "Nice voice…”  Naala: "What?! You idiot, why would you say... Ah?!" Just as I was about to reply, he grabbed my waist and thrust lightly. I reflexively squeezed his shaft tighter, and a muffled voice came from behind me. Suren: "Your insides are... particularly narrow." Naala: "Hah, ah, oh..." The joint was pressed tightly together and then rocked gently. As the same movements were patiently continued as if to loosen up my inside, the pain gradually began to subside. There was still a sense of pressure, but it wasn't unbearable. Naala: "Huh, ah...?”  I was confused by the change in my senses. As if sensing this, he shook me violently, as if to gauge my reaction. Naala: “Hyaa!?” Suren: "Don't squeeze me like that." When I was shocked and stiffened my body, it seemed to put pressure on my insides. Suren's thing jumped out as if angry, stimulating my inner walls. Naala: "Ahh, haahh...!" Suren: "Just a little more... relax." Naala: "It’s too much... Ah!" Even though this was my second time, there was no way I could relax. I look at Suren in the mirror with teary eyes. Suren: "Don't look at me like that... you'll get killed.”  Naala: "Huh!?" My nipples were pinched as if to reprimand me, and my back arched. Before I could even realize that the intense sensation was pleasure, he penetrated deep inside me. Naala: "Hi! Ahh!" My swollen clitoris and swaying breasts were being crushed. Combined with the penetrating movements inside, a chill-like sensation rose up from her waist. A huge amount of nectar overflowed from deep inside, and the sticky, squishy sounds grew louder. Suren: "Oh, your uterus has dropped… It's sucking me in deeper than before..." Naala: "Ah, ah, huh…?" My mind was hazy and I couldn't make out exactly what Suren was saying. Suren: "Look... yours is hungrily sucking on my dick... it feels so good, you can't stand it." Naala: “ Ah, hnn, no way… It’s not, ah! Suren: "What are you talking about, it’s not?... Your insides are twitching deep like crazy... desperately craving my seed!" Naala: "Ahh!? Ah, ahh! No, nooooo!”  Suren: “If you don’t like it inside, then relax a bit more… if you keep going like this it’ll come out… Are you okay with that?” Naala: “S-stop…!”  I shook my head slowly as I heard the threatening whispers. The moment I heard them, even though my head was telling me it was no, deep inside my body trembled with ecstasy. A strong numbness spread from my waist to my whole body, and the walls of my vagina pressed against Suren's thing as if begging for it. Naala: "Ahh! Ahh!" The slimy insides are rubbed and pushed open, making my thoughts cloudy. Suren: "Ngh, ugh…!" The next moment I felt his rod bounce, hot droplets slammed into the deepest part of my body. The impact triggered something in my head to explode. Naala: "Yaaaahh!!!" "Haa... haa... haa..." What on earth had happened?... I felt so tired, and my lower body was in spasms. Just as I was about to lose strength and slip forward, I was pulled back and fell backward. ~ End Picture~  – I was being held by Suren. Yes, I vaguely knew that, but I was so sleepy that I didn't feel like resisting. Suren: “...You just came. Naala: “Huh…?”   Suren: “You came, right?”  It wasn't just about feeling sleepy; my consciousness was fading rapidly. But the weight of the load was so heavy I couldn't help it. I had no idea what he was saying, so I asked again, half asleep. Naala: “Wh…at…?” Suren: “H-Hey!?”  As I fall asleep, I hear the final line. Suren: "...Haa. What a stubborn woman." Ah, it must be just my imagination. The voice sounded exasperated, yet infuriatingly kind. ~ END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Suren's scene Time of Selection. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Suren ⇀ 選択の時 ⇀ Skips to after the confrontation When I arrived at the mansion where I heard Suren lived, I was ushered inside without meeting any other family members. The interior, dominated by darkness, was silent, and only the sound of our footsteps could be heard. Naala: (I wonder how many rooms there are.) Although the moon was hidden by clouds making it impossible to get a full view, from the size of the gate and the length of the corridor it was clear that the facility was spacious enough for someone holding an important position. Suren: "So, that's the toilet, and that's the bathhouse." Naala: “...” I don't know what he was thinking, but as soon as we arrived, Suren began to give me a tour of the mansion. It was better than being attacked out of nowhere, but not being able to tell what his purpose was made all the more frightening. But then, amid my guarded state, an unexpected suggestion came up, causing me to stop in my tracks. Suren: "Oh, this is your room." Naala: "What… I have my own room?" Having prepared myself for being treated like a farm animal, it didn't feel right to be suddenly told that it was my own room. With a clearly wary face, I asked the man ahead of me. Suren turned around, looking puzzled by the question, and crossed his arms. Suren: "Don't you want your own room? Oh, or would you like to stay with me?" Naala: "I'd be happy if I could get one though." Suren: "Then this is the place. This room gets the most sunshine." What on earth is he planning? Maybe he'll get me excited and then turn out to be a torture chamber or something. Suren was halfway inside the room and beckoned me, and I swallowed. Naala: (But even so, I have no choice but to move forward. I have decided to protect Shalu, even if it means using my own body as a shield.) I let out a breath and took a bold step forward. I opened my eyes, which I had kept tightly shut in fear, and I expected to see several torture instruments… Naala: "...Huh?” I took one step in and froze. It wasn't because I was scared, but because I was too confused to react and couldn't move. Naala: "There are no torture devices..." Suren: "You got some exciting hobbies over there." Naala: "I-it’s not like that! But knowing you, I thought for sure you had one or two tools to inflict pain on me, no, a whole room filled with them..." Suren: "How rude. I have no interest in hurting my wife." Naala: (So ​​what was what you said earlier?) I wanted to reply, "You're so mean!". But if I complained now, I might not be able to carry out the punishment on her behalf. I swallowed the rebuttal I had in my heart and looked around, and my eyes fell on the beautifully made-up bed and furnishings. It was hard to believe that I had just chosen my room, as everything was already there. For example, the bedspread was decorated with designs that a woman would like, and there was even a women's makeup box on the shelf. Naala: (How do I put it…) "Did your ex-wife live here too?" Suren: "What? This is my first marriage." Naala: "So your lover lived there." Suren: "I've never been part of such a troublesome relationship." Naala: "Oh, so you had women passing through here a lot?" Suren: "No, you're the first woman to come in here." Naala: "But it seems like there are a lot of women's items..." Suren: "!... Who cares about that?" Naala: “...” (I’m not sure, but maybe he had prepared it for his future bride?) (There's no way this guy would do something so cute) (Even so, everything looks expensive) As I was looking around in admiration, I heard a low man's voice coming from down the hallway. Man:  "My lord, would you like someone to be present? Naala: (Someone to be present?) I hadn't sensed his presence there at all, so I wondered when he had arrived. As I stared at the closed door in shock, Suren, who had only turned his face in my direction, replied with a bored look on his face. Suren: "Just say that you were present for it. There's no need for someone to actually be here." Man: "Understood." Following the order, the voice outside the door disappeared. I didn't hear any footsteps after he had walked away, so I had a slightly eerie feeling that maybe he was still there. Naala: "What was that about?” Suren: "There usually needs to be an onlooker to ensure that the deed is carried out honestly." Naala: "! In front of someone else…!?" Suren: "It's true. Well, I don't have any interest in doing things while being watched, so I'll just make up a suitable excuse." Naala: "It would help me if you did that..." As I answered, I suddenly tilted my head at the strangeness of the current situation. There was no point in me chatting casually with someone who was about to punish me. Suren had said he had no interest in hurting people, but there were plenty of other ways...for example, ways to torment them mentally. Considering the treatment I was about to receive, I couldn't let my mind let him have any openings. If I let my guard down, I would end up suffering many times more later. Naala: "So, what should I do?” With a sigh, I turned around with all my might. First, I wondered if he was mentally tormenting me with things like "fragile" and "lick my feet." I clenched my fists in preparation, and Suren leaned his back against the door and crossed his arms. His usual nasty smile was gone, and instead, he wore an expression that made it hard to understand what he was thinking. There was a pause as he seemed to be thinking, and just as I was getting impatient, he spoke. Suren: "Yeah, strip for now.” Naala: “...!” Thinking about what I was about to do, it was no surprise that it was an order. But the moment I heard it, my shoulders trembled. I should have been prepared, but it still hurt, as if my heart had been left behind. Suren: “Hurry up. Or should I just bring that girl called Shalu or something?” Naala: "...I just have to undress, right?” What kind of humiliating orders would I be given while naked? Just thinking about it made me feel nauseous, so I took off each piece of clothing I was wearing. The whole time, Suren kept his eyes on me, watching. The last piece of clothing fell to the floor, and his persistent gaze roamed over my skin. As I endured the cold and shame, I heard a strangely happy voice ask. Suren: "You have a nice body. I think you could easily carry five.” Naala: “Wha?” I looked up, wondering what he meant by that. Suren had his hand on his chin and was admiring me as if he were admiring the pigs and pork chops in a market. Suren: “The more children we have, the better. Especially since the one you are going to give birth to will be an important heir for me to become a noble.” Naala: "...If I have a child, you can become a noble?" Suren: "Yes. If a commoner becomes a military commander, he can become a noble if he has an heir with his legitimate wife." Naala: "So you had to marry a woman no matter what." Suren: "You could say that." Naala: (What other reason could there be?) "Then why not bring a prostitute?" Suren: "You're going to marry me, right? I want a woman who is to my taste, untouched by anyone, with a strong body."  "You're perfect in that respect, in terms of face, body, and strength." Naala: “...” "I'm so happy." "...Are you trying to praise me?" Naala: "...Are you trying to praise me?" Suren: "Yeah. Take that as the highest compliment I can give you." I don't feel happy at all when I'm praised in this way. In fact, I'm even annoyed by the selfish comments. Suren: "Now then…” I glared at him in irritation, but Suren walked over to me without a care in the world. Standing so close to me, I felt my breath hitch. Now that I thought about it, this was the first time that a man had seen my completely naked body. A fact I had forgotten in the course of my anger flashed through my mind, and a wave of embarrassment came over me. The sweat that had broken out due to nervousness moistened my cold skin. Naala: "How long are you going to keep watching?" Suren: "You’re right, enough talking." Upon hearing his words, my lips, which had been tightly pressed together, trembled. When he reached out a hand to touch my shoulder, my heart started beating so fast I thought it might explode. I imagined the many cruel treatments that would be inflicted on me, and inside I was terrified. Suren: "Now let me take a closer look at your body..." Naala: “!?” Suddenly my feet left the floor and my body was lying on its side. Confused as to what had happened, I looked up and saw Suren's handsome face close by. I felt strong arms around the back of my knees and finally realized I was being picked up. Naala: "Kyaa?!” Afraid of the floating sensation, I reflexively wrapped my arms around his neck, and an unexpectedly gentle wart fell on my forehead. Suren: "Now then, let me hold you tonight." He suddenly whispered to me in a sweet voice, and I had the illusion of being cherished. From now on, I wasn't going to be "held," but rather "taken as punishment"... I want to curse myself for harboring such an embarrassing delusion even for a moment. Naala: "I-I can climb onto the bed myself if you order me to. I'm not going to run away after coming this far." Suren: "Do you dislike this sort of thing?" Naala: "It's not that I dislike it or anything..." This was so far removed from my impression of Suren.  I can't believe this is the same person who normally says things like "rape" and "toilet bowl." Naala: (I wonder what that means) With each step Suren took, the bed came closer, and my body gradually stiffened with fear. As if he had noticed my reaction as his arms wrapped around me, he now touched my ear with his lips. "There's nothing to be scared of," he said, like a parent comforting their crying child – but was it an illusion that it reminded me of the kindness he displayed then? His attitude, which was the exact opposite of what I'd expected, only made me more confused. ~Picture~ While I was still confused, I was lowered onto the bed and looked down at. Suren: "Just to be clear, this is your first time, right?" Naala: "...If I said I wasn’t, would you let me off the hook?" Suren: "Well then, I'll just paint it in my colors." Naala: "You said you didn't like it earlier." Suren: "You're lucky to have a husband with a big heart, right?" Naala: "What are you talking about...?" ~End Picture~ I was about to say something when I was forcefully blocked by a strong pair of lips. Shocked by the suddenness, I was about to bite back, but as if he had guessed, I was grabbed by the chin. Naala: "Hmm... hmm..." He applied pressure just enough not to hurt, and my mouth opened even further. Taking advantage of the opening, a thick tongue invaded my mouth, licking my lower lip. Naala:   “...!” My tongue fled in an instant, only to be immediately caught. As I struggled, breathless and scared, he grabbed the back of my head in a soothing manner. His hand grabbed the back of my neck, deepening his embrace. Naala: "No…!" As I was frightened by the sensation, his flowing flesh brushed against my tongue again and again. From the base to the tip, I was thoroughly savored, and my breathing gradually increased. Naala: (It’s still attached… right?) This was far more intense and confusing than the "love-making" I had heard about. Just as my consciousness was starting to fade from lack of oxygen, our lips finally parted and I was free. ~Picture~ Suren: "...I said I'd be gentle with you." Naala: “Huh…” There was a pause, and I was surprised that he continued on from his previous words. Naala: "Because it's my first time...?" I asked again, my chest rising and falling with breathlessness. Our noses were almost touching as we looked at each other, and it seemed like I was imagining it, but Suren smiled gently. ...Really, it must be my imagination. ~End Picture~ Naala: (What a terrible illusion...) Suren only sees women as tools for giving birth. He looks at me as if I were choosing between a pig and a cow, and tries to embrace me. Despite that, I find it strange that I feel kindness towards him. Naala: “...” When I looked away with indescribable feelings, he seemed to take it as approval, as he placed a soft kiss just below my ear. The feeling of having my skin caressed for the first time made me flinch and my whole body stiffen. ~Picture~ Suren:  "Don't be scared. I told you I'd be gentle." Naala: "Is this a punishment? Is it okay to be nice to me?" Suren: "What's wrong with being kind to your wife?" ~End Picture~ While responding with a flippant remark, he stroked my neck with his lips. Naala: (I wonder what he's planning...) Staring at the top of my head going down, I cleared my throat in extreme tension. I felt like a prisoner about to be executed. Confronted with the polar opposites of "punishment" and "kindness," my brain was in complete confusion. Without regard for my feelings, Suren turned to me with an admiring voice. Suren: "Your skin is so beautiful… it feels like it would melt if I licked it." He experimentally traced the swell of my breast with the tip of his tongue. Eventually, he reached the peak and circled the tip, sending a chill-like sensation through me. I reflexively twisted my hips, and his tongue caressed my pink parts like a valley. Naala: “...” Suren: "This one is also just the size I like." He squeezed both my breasts hard, and the pressure on my nipples became even stronger. When he placed his large teeth on my hard, engorged breasts, a sharp pain and an inexplicable shine spread throughout my body. Suren felt the reaction in his palms and raised the corner of his mouth. Suren: "It seems you like being teased like this." When he said that, I felt like I had reacted in a really lewd way, and my temper instantly became hot. Naala: "Uh... let's finish this quickly." Suren: "Don't be so hasty. I'll get your lower part used to this now." He must have a lot of confidence in his skills. His familiar way of speaking really pisses me off. And it scares me because I have no idea what "getting used to" something means. Naala: "There's no need to get used to it." Suren: "Haa, if you keep being that rebellious, I won't be nice to you." Naala: "Be gentle, please..." In the first place, there's no way the word "kindness" could even be used when one has been kidnapped. After all, the current situation is nothing more than having to accept the one-sided demands of Nasura's law or something. I was getting more and more annoyed by the way he spoke, almost like he was trying to do me a favor, so I ended up saying it sarcastically. Naala: "I never thought I'd hear those words from you." Suren: "Are you saying I'm not kind?" Naala: "I don't need your kindness. No matter what method you use, you're going to violate my dignity." Suren: "Ha, dignity you say?" Perhaps my harsh words had sparked a wave of anger in Suren, as he responded with a barrage of verbal abuse. Suren: "Do you think women have any dignity in this day and age? All a woman needs to do is bow down to men and be protected." Naala: (I knew it, to Suren women are nothing more than tools. To feel kindness towards such a man, even if it is just an illusion...) I want to cry at how stupid I have been. Naala: "What you just said makes me hate you even more." Suren: "Oh, I see." ~End Picture~ Suren spat these words out in the same tone as before and sat up. With the sense of urgency gone, I calmed down for a moment, then turned pale. I was about to take the punishment in Shalu’s place, and if I made him angry, the "contract" might be dissolved. Fearing that he would say that he would go with Shalu after all, I started to stand up… Suren: "Don't run away." I was pushed by my shoulders and fell back onto the bed. As I heard the sound of clothes being thrown off, I looked up to see a naked body with nothing on. His arms are covered in well-trained muscles with no fat on them at all. The patterns extending from them form an almost living, bewitching curve, continuing to his chest. His body lit by the wax lamp looks like one of a god, like the sculpture carved by the craftsman. Suren: "I never thought I would use it for such a purpose, but I guess that can't be helped." Suren picked up a small bottle that was lying beside his bed and poured the contents into one hand. The thick liquid swayed in his large palm. Suren: "Spread your legs." Naala: “Wha–” ~Picture~ As I was confused by the sudden order, Suren clicked his tongue and climbed onto the bed. He roughly grabbed my knees and pushed them apart. Naala: “Hey?! What are you doing?!” Suren: "Fulfilling your request. I'll get this over with as quickly as you wish." A hand, slick with an unidentifiable liquid, was directed at the space between my legs - my private parts, that had yet to be touched by anyone. Fearing and disgusted, I tried to instinctively refuse, but with his weight on me from above, I was unable to even get up. His slimy fingers traced my petals, passing through to the opening of my vagina, which was still tightly closed. Naala: "Ouch…!" With only the slickness of the liquid to help him, a rough finger was thrust in. The movement pulled the sensitive parts inwards, causing a dull pain to slowly spread from deep inside of me. Suren: "It's really tight. If it's this narrow, it might break when I put mine in, right?" Naala: “...!” My insides, trembling with fear, were slowly caressed. It felt like each and every fold in my insides were being subjugated, and I shivered slightly. Suren: "Your entrance is already getting soft… Even though it's your first time, you're so lewd." Naala: "No…!" Suren: "No? You've made me do all this for you, so don't lie to me." Just as I tried to deny it again, a wet sound echoed in time with the movement of his fingers. The sticky sounds grew louder as they went in and out repeatedly, squelching and sloshing. A sense of shame and regret welled up within me, making me feel even hotter. Naala: "T-That's because you said such strange things..." Suren: "Ha. There's no way that alone would cause this." It was a raw sound, like the sound of ripe fruit being crushed. The slimy insides were kneaded and twisted, and the sound made me want to cover my ears, but it was a pleasant sensation against my eardrums. Suren: "Here's the proof that you’re enjoying it..." Naala: "Ugh, damn... Stop..." Suren: "Listen carefully. Your vagina is making lewd noises to lure men..." I wasn't feeling anything… or so I thought, but the sound was directing my brain to an illusion. When he poked me with his fingertips, new nectar overflowed from deep inside my body as if being invited out. Although I hated the viscous, flowing sensation, a strange tingling sensation different from the one caused by the chills ran through me. Naala: "Hmmm... ugh" The sensation was so vivid and different from anything I'd felt before, it took my breath away. When his fingertips brushed against a certain spot, a strong numbness stimulated my brain. Suren: "Ah, so that's where your sweet spot is." Naala: "I don't feel anything..." Suren: "Oh really...?" Naala: "Huh?! Ah, ah...!" Before I could even be confused by this new sensation, I was attacked and my breath quickened. I was scared because I didn't know if this was pain or what. Naala: "N-No...!” I shook my head in disgust, wanting to escape this incomprehensible sensation, but Suren spoke in my ear as if he were admonishing a disobedient child. Suren: "You don't dislike it, right? Come on… just say it feels good..." His lines were forceful, but his voice was meltingly sweet, so I was easily fooled into thinking he was being gentle with me. Every time he pressed against my sensitive spot with the pads of his fingers, a lewd squishing sound echoed, and I wanted to cry. Naala: “...!” My body, which I thought would never respond, was now at his disposal, ignoring my will. This situation made me feel even more frustrated and made me want to hold on to it even more. Naala: "Hm, uh... I've never felt so good, then doing it with you in my life!" Suren: "...I see." I cursed myself immediately after saying it, but it was too late. All expression disappeared from the nasty smile on his face, and his purple eyes narrowed in a quick motion. Suren: "So no matter how many times we do it, it's just torture to you?" Naala: "That's..." Suren: "Shut up already." ~End Picture~ The fingers inside were pulled out and replaced with something hot, hard, and heavy. I instinctively knew what it was and the blood drained from my face. Naala: “Sur–” Just as I opened my mouth to search for words, a large hand covered me. At the same time, a sharp, tearing pain arose between my legs. ~Picture~ Naala: "Hmmmm!?” Suren: "I-It’s still too tight after all." For a moment, I thought that a wooden stake had been driven between my legs. The fear of my body being destroyed from the inside made my brain go into chaos, and my heart began to beat abnormally. Even after the hand that had been covering my mouth was removed, I couldn't even remember to breathe. Naala: "Ha, ugh...!” Suren: "Calm down. If you don't relax, you'll only end up in pain." He sewed my struggling wrists to the bed and gave me orders in a hushed voice. Suren: "...Calm down." I took shallow breaths, trying somehow to escape the pain. After a while, my brain, having become accustomed to the pain, gradually calmed down. The part that had been forcibly pried open was still painful, but not enough to kill me. Suren: "Now you're my woman." As if waiting for the right moment, Suren spoke in my ear. With this declaration, my attention focused on what was inside my body. A hard, ferocious heat stake pushed open my entrance from the inside… Suren: "Do you understand? I am completely inside you..." A sense of despair seeped into my heart along with the meaning of his words, and even though I had prepared myself for it, a single tear spilled down my face. Not wanting to show weakness, I turned my face away, and in that moment the tear was wiped away by Surens hand. For a moment, there was a gasp, and I turned my eyes straight ahead, wondering what had surprised me. When our eyes met, it was Suren who turned his face away and clicked his tongue. Naala: (...?) I don't know why he seems so upset. I'm the one who's sad and angry. Suren: “...I’m going to move now.” Naala: "Eek…!" Just when I was finally getting used to it, the moment he moved, I was hit with another wave of intense pain. Every time that thick, strong thing was pulled out, I became terrified that my organs would be squeezed out as well. Naala: "Ugh..." Suren: "...You're going to bleed." Naala: "? Oh……" It was only when he kissed me that I realized I had been biting my lower lip. He bit my lip as if to release the tension, and as he kneaded it over and over again, I naturally relaxed. Before I knew it, his hands had let go and were stroking my member, which was wet with juices. Suren: "It's loosened up quite a bit..." Naala: "Huh?... !!!!" Just when I focused on my lips, I felt a deep protrusion inside, and the sense of humiliation returned. The place that had been tightly closed just a moment ago had been loosened. And yet now, it was overflowing with nectar, making it easier for him to thrust in and out. Even though I knew it was a physiological phenomenon that was protecting my body from injury, I still felt extremely frustrated. Suren: “It’s good to have a student who learns so quickly. It would be nice if all students were this obedient, right…?” Naala: "That's... impossible..." Suren: "I'm going to take my time to test it out and see if it works."  "I'm going to make your body unable to last even three days without me." Naala: "! Ah, ah, ah...!" The intervals between his thrusts suddenly became shorter, making me gasp for breath. What's more, he thrust even deeper than I had assumed was my 'limit', and I was shocked. Naala: "Huh?! Ah, wh-why...?!" Suren: "Don't be surprised by this. I've only put in about two-thirds of it." Naala: "No way..." Suren: "If I were to shove all of my weight into a virgin, you'd break... See?" This time it moved in and out slowly. As it moved, the wet flesh surrounding his penis was pulled, entangled tightly. His nasty movements, as if he was trying to measure his length, inexplicably aroused a sense of embarrassment. Naala: "You’re the worst...!" Suren: "This will be the best mistake you’ll ever make." Naala: "Ah, ah..." Perhaps I had gotten used to the pain, or perhaps I had become numb. My body simply became hot and he began to lose consciousness. The depths of my stomach felt so hot I couldn't stand it. As I was at the mercy of his hips again, which had accelerated, Suren's breathing gradually became more and more short. Suren: “I’m about to cum soon..." Naala: "Eh...? Ah! You’re what...?" Suren: "If hold it in any longer... it'll be painful..." As I was being shaken, I tried to think clearly about what he had just said. Naala:  "Hmm, Ah, Ahh...!? N-No...!" I felt as if the thing inside me had grown even bigger, and suddenly came to my senses. It wasn't something I'd thought about, it was an instinctive fear as a woman. A question rang in the back of my ears, even though it was too late now. Am I really going to be pregnant with this man's...Suren's child? Naala: "N... nooo!” ~End Picture~ Suren: “!!” My raised hand met Suren's neck, my nails nipping at his skin. Naala: “Ah…” In the thin layer of blood that was oozing out, I saw my own weakness. I thought I had gone in prepared, but at the very last moment I gave in. Suren: “...” Naala: “I-I…” ~Picture~ Naala: "H-Huh?! Agh...!" The next moment, both of my wrists were tied above my head, and I was mercilessly thrust into my deepest parts. My newly opened cavity spasmed with pain, and my whole body stiffened. Naala: "Ouch… it hurts… It hurts! No, no…!” Suren: “...!” I shivered as the sharp teeth bit into my warped throat. I felt like a prey about to be eaten by a wild animal. Suren: "You will bear my child and spend the rest of your life as my woman. That is the only right granted to you." Breathing heavily, he penetrated deep inside me. In this frenzy of madness, I was being tossed around like a broken doll. Naala: "Aah! Ah, ah, ah!" Suren: “Ngh…” As the stimulated cavity twitched, Suren let out a short moan and collapsed onto me.  His ferocious mass of flesh expanded and stiffened towards its end. Suren: "I, I'm cumming...!" Naala: “Ah… ha…” I feel the hot spray deep inside my body, and despair spreads within me... With our bodies still connected, Suren stroked my cheek and said, Suren: "...Don't ever reject me again." ~End Picture~ Naala: “...” Suren: "Hey, answer me–" Suren's voice gradually grew distant. I wanted to hit this despicable guy at least once, but I was so tired that I could no longer keep my eyes open. Naala: "Really…" Suren: “Hmm?” –We are the worst couple. ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Nohl's scene Final Chapter: Pet Slave. ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: Brainwashing, Verbal Humiliation. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Nohl ⇀ 壊れた种END1愛玩奴隷 I spend my days alone in a locked room, with only one window high up on the wall, and no one to visit except for my husband. Naala: "I wonder... when he’ll come by today...?" For me, my day begins and ends in this room. I eat, get clean, and wait for my husband to visit. Other than that, I just wait for time to pass slowly, counting the stains on the wall. Naala: "It should be spring now... I think..." I no longer know how much time has passed, or when it was. Only at the beginning did I feel pain in the idle time. My thoughts became blurred, my vision became hazy, and the world lost its color apart from my husband. In the time that felt like it continued forever, my husband was the only one who was my everything. Whenever my husband came, my world was filled with pleasure. So morning, noon, and night... I simply waited for his visit. Just like a pet obediently waiting for his owner to return. Nohl: "It seems you were a good girl today." Naala: "...Ah, ah." Just hearing my husband's voice made my body heat up and my private parts get wet. Nohl: "Come on, stay your greetings." Naala: "Y-Yes, Lord Nohl..." I timidly opened my mouth and continued speaking. Naala: "Please show mercy to this vile woman again today." My husband smiled gently as he walked over to me, ignoring my looks. As I was entranced, a cloth blocked my view. Nohl: "Now, spread your legs.” Naala: “Okay…” My husband's voice gave me a command. That alone made me excited, and my juices started to flow even more. My breath quickened even before he had even touched my skin. No more. I can't hold back any longer. I want him to touch me quickly. I want him to penetrate me. Those were the only thoughts occupying my mind. Nohl: "Hehe, what a lewd sight... I can't believe you're one of Rus's noble earth sisters." "If only the people of Rus could see this..." "To see you, who was once brave and courageous, reduced to such a vulgar, lewd, and hopeless pervert..." Naala: "No… no, I don't want other people to see me..." Nohl: "What do you dislike about it, them seeing how horny you are?" Naala: "Ah, well…" Nohl: "Since you seem satisfied with just my gaze, shall I just stare at you today?" Naala: “Huh…” Nohl: "What's wrong?" Naala: "Ah, ahh… P-please, Lord Nohl." Nohl: "Just tell me exactly what you want me to do..." Naala: "Please... give me you, your big, beautiful thing... make me squeal like a pig." Nohl: "Oh my, you don't even have time to enjoy foreplay? I guess you still need a lot of training." Naala: "Uh..." Nohl: "Well, there's nothing we can do about it... I'll give you a proper punishment for today..." ~Picture~ Naala: "Hi! Ah, ahhh...!" Something thick and hot entered my body. I only feel pain for a moment. And even though I'm not used to it, my body trembles with pleasure. I was given what I wanted, and the pleasure was so intense that my thoughts melted away. Naala: "Ahh....ahh...." Nohl: "Oh, my... You came just by putting it in. I was planning to torture you thoroughly today..." Naala: "I-I'm sorry..." Nohl: "You have taken away my enjoyment, so I must give you a fitting punishment..." My cervix was roughly penetrated, nearly to the point of being torn apart from the inside. The intense pleasure I felt made the back of my head flicker with light. Naala: "Ha, ah, ah, ugh, ahh...!" Nohl: "Hehe... You are so wonderful, drowning in pleasure and wanting only me..." "Just keep on wanting only me forever..." I accepted his soft kiss in ecstasy. I no longer had any desire to wade through the mire of pleasure. I will surely die in this dark room. Until I die, I will continue to be consumed by this poisonous love… ~END~

Here is the translation for the R18 version of Koezaru wa Akai Hana:  Nohl's scene Broken Bonds. ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: Public Play, Verbal Humiliation. Translated Video Select: Options ⇀ Events ⇀ Cef ⇀ 壊れた料2 Stepping out into the hallway, I looked around me to make sure there was no one there. Once I was sure no one was there, I began to slowly walk down the hall. Naala: “...” With each step I took, the lewd wet sounds seemed to grow louder. If someone were to hear me and find out that I'm walking around with a dildo inside...  Just thinking about it makes me want to burst into tears. Naala: (I need to finish this quickly somehow...) However, if I walk too fast I might drop the dildo. With that fear constantly on my mind, I can't walk fast and I become even more aware of what's buried inside me. Naala: “...Mm” The feeling of humiliation blurred my vision and tears threatened to spill. But I didn't want to give up halfway through, as it would mean giving in to Nohl's as well. Naala: (I don't want to lose because of something like this...) If I could get him to carry out my orders, maybe he would start to see me in a new light. Maybe our relationship could go back to how it was before... With these thoughts in mind, I walked down the dark corridor. Naala: “Hah, hah… hah…” Was this corridor always this long? Just a few steps felt like a thousand miles. Just walking and minding the space between my legs took more energy than I'd expected. Touya:  “Naala?” Naala: “! Touya!” I was about halfway to Touya's room. I was worried if I'd be able to make it that far, so I let out a cry of joy at the unexpected arrival of my savior. I couldn't help but thank the spirits. Touya looked at me quizzically as I spoke in a garbled voice. Naala: "Um, well... Nohl asked me to give this to you..." Touya: “Nohl did?” Naala: "It's some urgent paperwork, so… ngh!" That instant, my whole body stiffened. The essence of the Nohl that had been poured into my body oozed out from the gaps in the plug, dripping down my thighs. If any of it were to spill on the ground, exposing myself right in front of Touya, I would have no excuses. Naala: (Please, don't notice...) Touya: "?…Is something wrong?” Naala: "I-it’s... nothing.” I tried to disguise the fact that I was being rude by handing over the documents, but I couldn't stop my hands from shaking. Touya: “...” Naala: “Do you, need something?” Touya: “Ah, no… it’s nothing.” I felt like he had seen me looking flushed, but it seemed I had jumped to conclusions. Touya took the document and read it using the moonlight. Touya: "Ah, this is it. It wasn't in a particular hurry, but... I’m glad to receive it. Please tell Noll that I'm grateful that he submitted it so quickly." Naala: (...Nohl, you liar) (Why is this happening...?) I can't stand to be subjected to this. Naala: (Why is this happening to me…?) Questions just kept swirling around in my mind. Naala: (Anyway, I can't let Touya find out...) If I were to be found out, I don't know what excuse he'd use to blame me next time. I shudder as I remember that cold gaze. Naala: (...)  At the same time, the painful heat that had penetrated inside me also rebelled deep inside my body. Naala: “...” Why does my lower back ache so much? A chill-like numbness runs from my lower back through to my brain. Touya: “…Do you maybe have a fever? Your face is a little flushed.” Naala: "I-I’m fine. Anyway, I'm glad I made it in time.” Pretending to be relieved, I let out a breath. My breath was so hot that it was no longer possible to act normally. Touya: "Don't push yourself. If the work is too tough, I'll let Nohl know." His sincere tone and gaze made me feel guilty. Even though he was so worried about me, I couldn't tell him the truth. Naala: "I’m fine, so... I’ve got to go back to work..." I can't breathe. I don't want to stand there for even a second. I begged Touya, looking at him, wanting him to just leave me alone. Touya: “...” I saw Touya's Adam's apple go up and down as he swallowed. Naala: “Touya…?” Touya： "Ah, no..." Touya looked away, as if embarrassed. However, my thoughts were too cloudy to consider what that meant. It was already difficult for me to continue the conversation, so I took a deep breath. Naala: “! ...Ha” Touya: "...You seem in pain." Naala: “......” Not wanting to say anything more, I shook my head. Touya: "Would you like to rest in my room?" Naala: “...What?” Shocked by the sudden offer, I looked up. ...There's no way I can accept it. I feel like if I accept it, things will only get worse. Touya: "If you're okay with that..." Naala: "Sorry... But I..." ???: "Oh, you were busy?" Naala: “!?” A cold voice came from behind me, making my shoulders instinctively jump.  I timidly turned around and saw Nohl standing there with a smile on his face. Nohl: "Did my wife do something wrong?" Touya: "No, I was just worried because she seemed a little unwell." Nohl: "Oh no, that's not good. I will take her back, so please return to your room, Lord Touya." Touya: "Well then, I'll leave it to you, but don't push her too hard." Nohl: "I understand." Listening to the sound of his footsteps departing, I took a deep breath. I felt like I had been under the water for a long time and finally emerged to breathe. Naala: "Hey, isn't this enough? I've walked quite a bit and even handed the documents over to Touya." The voice I let out was more pathetic than I expected, and it didn't sound like my own. Nohl: "There were some unexpected events... but well, I had fun, so I guess it's okay." Seeing Nohl smile, I let out a sigh of relief. With the sole desire to put an end to this nightmare, I accepted his words of forgiveness. Nohl: "Well...since it's been a while, so I'll take it off now.” Naala: ”!” I was startled when he suddenly grabbed my clothes. Without paying any attention to me, Nohl reached for the dildo buried inside me. Naala: "S-stop, we’re in a hallway." Nohl: "You wanted me to get it out quickly, right?" Of course, I wanted it to be removed as quickly as possible. But there was no way I could expose my legs in a place like this where so many people were passing by. I twisted my body in shame, and found myself pressed hard against the wall, so hard it hurt. ~Picture~ Naala: "Ouch! No, stop... Stop it!" Nohl: "I'm just doing what you want." Despite my desperate resistance, my underwear was pulled down and Nohl's hand came into contact with the dildo. It was only a light movement, but my lower abdomen twitched from the external stimulation. When it was slowly pulled out, I tightened my grip as if to keep it in place. Naala: “Ah, ha…” Nohl: "Oh, it looks like you don't want me to pull it out." Naala: "Oh no!” This time he pushed in instead. At the same time that a dull pain spread, a sense of pleasure welled up within me and a moan escaped my lips. Naala: (No... Even though it's the middle of the night, someone might notice...) I put my hand over my mouth and forced the moans back into my throat. Naala: “Hm, mm…” Nohl: "Can you hear it? My semen and your nectar are mixing together and making a nasty noise..." Naala: "P-please… stop..." Just when I thought he'd pulled out, he pushed it back in again. And as he put it in and out again and again, a clear pleasure began to make my hips twitch. Pain and pleasure. Conflicting sensations tore at my thoughts. Naala: "Ahh... no... no." Nohl: "It's starting to come together quite a bit..." He removed the dildo to check its condition. Immediately, the essence of the Nohl came out, mixed with the honey. Naala: "Hmm... haa, haa…” Nohl wiped the cloudy liquid that was running down my thighs with his fingertips, then rubbed it back into the shallow part of my vagina. Naala: "Ah, fu... ah... ha, ha, ha... ugh..." While feeling annoyed at the way my breathing inevitably quickened, I glared at Nohl. Naala: "...You're a hopeless pervert." In the current situation where I have no room for error, all I can say is this. I wipe away the tears of frustration with the backs of my fingers. Nohl: "I'll return those exact words to you." Naala: "What do you mean?" Nohl: "Because you followed my orders." Naala: "How does that..." Nohl: "Why didn't you ask Touya for help?” Naala: “!” I felt a shock as if I had been struck by lightning. My lips trembled as I opened them to argue. ...Calling for help didn't even come to mind. Nohl: "Lord Touya is the king of Nasla. One word from him would easily cost me my head." Naala: "So… why…?” Nohl: "You have now truly become Lord Touya's friend... your situation is different from the beginning." "You should have had the option of asking that 'power' for help." "But... you didn't." Naala: "That's because I couldn't think straight because of the unreasonable orders you gave me..." Nohl: "That is probably true. You choose pleasure over being saved." Pleasure...? The situation, filled with impatience and irritation, cannot be summed up in such a simple word. Even as I felt a sense of rebellion, I realized that I had already been defeated. "I must not oppose a Nohl," "It's impossible to oppose him" – even these beliefs were nothing but signs of defeat. Submission to Nohl had been etched in my heart a long time ago. Naala: “I-I…” Nohl: "If you don't like it, you should just say no... So you're the real pervert."  "You’re the one who wants to be treated like this." Naala: "N-no... that's not it..." Nohl: "You’re already twitching around, looking like you want something." My hips jump in a jerk as he strokes the opening of my cavity. My body, which had had the dildo inside it just a moment ago, was incredibly sensitive, and even the slightest stimulation caused a strong reaction. The cavity, which kneads its edge as if guiding me inside, no longer feels like a part of my body. Nohl: "This is where you like it, don’t you?" Naala: "Ahh!" His fingers were buried deep inside me, making me gasp. As he stimulated my most sensitive spot, a wave of pleasure flooded my entire body. Naala: "I don't like it." Nohl: "Oh, really?" My attempt at resistance was laughed at. My voice was hoarse, and my body was limp. If I were to deny it in this state, it would only seem laughable. It was probably obvious at a glance that I was trying to be stubborn. Naala: "Really..." Nohl:  "Well then... let's ask them." Nohl put his hand under my knee and grabbed one of my legs, lifting it. Before I could resist, he inserted his hard tip into my exposed private parts. Then, in one go, he thrust himself in… Naala: “Aah…!!” Without waiting for my insides to get used to him, he immediately began violently thrusting in and out. Though it was sufficiently lubricated, the cavity was not used to the act and still felt pain. Though not as bad as the first time, a dull, burning pain was building up deep inside my body. Naala: "Ouch, it hurts... ouch, ah! It hurts, Nohl..." Nohl: "There's no other way. This is your punishment..." Naala: “...!” Nohl: "Well... I guess you'll get used to it soon..." That can't be true... or so I thought, but as the thrusting continued, the pain gradually faded away. Instead, a strange sensation rose within me, and even though I wanted to escape, I was held down firmly, so I continued to be pinched in place. Naala: "Ah, no, no, no, ah, ahh, ahhh, ahh...!" Nohl: "You're... ha, ha... lying..." "You're drooling down there, hungrily sucking my dick..." Naala: "That’s...!" Nohl: "You... slut." Naala: “!” The sensation that gradually grew stronger was now clearly imprinted on my five senses as a pleasurable sensation. The hard flesh had loosened up completely and was now completely wrapped around Nohl’s shaft. Nohl: "You’ve completely loosened up it seems... I can't believe you were still a virgin until not too long ago..." Naala: "Huh?! Ahhh!" He dug deep enough that I was afraid my stomach would burst. He pushed up against my cervix from below, and I nearly lost consciousness. Amid intense pain and pleasure, my whole body trembled violently. Naala: "Agh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhhh!" Nohl: "It's all the way in... Can you see it...?" Naala: "Ah, ha, ahh, hmmm, hmmm!" Nohl: "...What a nice voice. But if you're too loud, someone might notice you..." "Oh, that reminds me... this is the place Lord Touya passes by after work." Naala: “!?” My mind, which had been numb from the pain and pleasure, suddenly woke up. I looked at Nohl's face in disbelief. Naala: "S-Stop it, Nohl!" Nohl: "Since we're here, let’s let Touya see you like this." Naala: "No!!" Nohl: "...If you want me to finish quickly, you'll have to try your best to please me." Just as Nohl had said, the only way to escape was for him to end the act. It was frustrating, but I was determined to end it, so I focused my attention on Nohl. Nohl: "Y-yes... it feels so good... It's so tight, so hot, and I can't stand it..." Naala: "Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh!" As my mushy insides were stimulated and stirred up, my vision began to blur. I was desperately trying to tighten around Nohl inside me, but with each rough thrust into my depths, something inside my head was breaking apart... Before I knew it, I had even forgotten where I was. Nohl: "Well, it's about time... I’m about to cum" Naala: "Ahh?! Ahhh!" Nohl: “!” I could feel Nohl's shaft twitching and spasming, releasing semen deep inside me. Breathing heavily, I was enveloped in a vague sense of despair. ~Picture End~ Naala: “Ah… ha…” My body was completely limp and I couldn't stand without support. Nohl's hands were gentle and caring as he embraced me, and I even felt a sense of comfort. Nohl: "Oh, I forgot,  Lord Touya will be working late today." The words that reached my ears left me speechless, and I couldn't speak. A muddy sense of fatigue made my body feel strangely heavy. Naala: (Nohl... Why you...) As my head slowly cooled, I thought to myself. Once the pleasure was over, all that was left was a sense of decay… Naala: "Nohl... why..." Gradually my vision grew dark, and the thread of tension I had been holding onto snapped. As my consciousness faded, I felt the tears that had welled up in my eyes being gently sucked away. Nohl: “You are mine…” "You, whose body and mind have been defiled by me, can never go back to the way you were..." It's like a spell, repeatedly worked on and instilled in me. I ruminate on it while sinking into the darkness… Naala: (I can't go back...) I wanted to be someone who could protect someone. Yes, to be a strong person... like my father used to be. But now... I can't be that kind of person. There was no way I could. ~END~