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

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

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

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

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

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

Shiba goes bonkers and forces himself on Yuriko. ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: sexual assault. Translated Video Shiba: "...I'm going to stop." Yuriko: "What...?" Shiba: "I'm going to stop waiting." Yuriko: "Mmph...!" He suddenly pulls her in, stealing a kiss. His lips feel hot on hers, burning even. The kiss is a passionate one, a manifestation of Shiba's intense feelings. Shiba: "Mmn..." Yuriko: "uhn... Hff! Ah..." After kissing her hungrily, Shiba pulls back a little to stare at Yuriko, and he gives her a placid smile. Shiba: "You're right. I'm just as cowardly and disgusting as you said.." "I'll show you that money can buy everything. As long as you have money, there isn't a thing in this world that you can't get. And I'll prove it to you." "Then again... I think these arms are enough to hold your noble body down. I may not have to rely on money." Yuriko: "W-What are you trying to do...!?" His words are alarming, and Yuriko trembles in Shiba's arms. Shiba: "What? ...Do you even need to ask? Don't pretend you have no idea what I'm about to do to you." Shiba's voice raises, cracking at the end. Shiba: "You can act as high and mighty as you want, but underneath it all, you're just like the rest." "At the end of the day, you're just a woman. Haha... Ahaha!" Shiba laughs as if something has just snapped inside him. He's clearly trying to hurt Yuriko by deliberately choosing crude and absent words to say. But those words are more than enough to make her panic, since she absolutely has no experience in love and sensual affairs. Yuriko: "No... Noooo! Don't, please! Stop!” Abandoning all sorts of manners, she starts thrashing wildly in his arms. But Shiba keeps his grip around her, limiting her movements as easy as twisting a baby's hand. The difference in their strength is unsettling, and Yuriko pales. She thinks she's going to puke from the fear and mental strain. Shiba: "It'll be alright... I'm going to be gentle. Because you're my beloved princess..." He murmurs, his voice the only sweet thing about him now, while catching Yuriko's trembling lips between his own to suck them strongly. Shiba holds both of her wrists with one hand and pushes her down into the bed. She musters all of her strength to resist, but his heavy body on top of her prevents her from doing much. It's hard to breathe, and her head is starting to grow numb. Shiba: "...Hm... Hm" Yuriko: "Nhg... fu" Shiba: "Hmm...Haa...My lady..." The collar is violently cracked and the heavily grown breasts are grabbed. Yuriko gasped and stiffened in pain. It was the first time a man had touched that place, and her whole body was throbbing. Yuriko: "N-No... stop..." Shiba: “A classy person is classy to such an extent… it’s a beautiful shape… it’s just right with plenty of mass…” "However, it's still very green... It's stubbornly hard. This one looks delicious, but... it's a fresh young fruit that hasn't been heated enough..." Shiba's selfish criticism made Yuriko's skin hot. His palms rubbed her breasts in a circular motion, his fingertips stroking the still soft nipples. For the first time, a man groped her breasts as they liked, and Yuriko gasped with a sensation she had never experienced before. Yuriko: "D-Don't touch them... Don't mess with them in a weird way..." Shiba: "Why? They seem to react properly to it. So it's fine, right?" Yuriko: "Hm... W-Well, that’s not... ah..." Shiba: "Don't lie to me... you've got such an erection... you can smell the sweet smell of estrus, my lady..." Yuriko: "No...I-It hurts..." Shiba strongly picked up Yuriko's stiff tip. Yuriko is bewildered by the numbness that remains in the pain. Yuriko: (What's... happening to my body...) Because they were relentlessly teased, the tips of the white bulge that spilled out from Shiba's large palm were already ripe and sharp. When her plump breasts were rubbed violently and her red nipples were rolled with his fingertips, an electric current ran through her lower abdomen and she felt something leaking out. Shiba madly repeats the blows and strokes Yuriko's body with his big palm over her kimono. His hand gradually moved to the white calf where the hem was disheveled and dewy. A hot palm grabbed her knee. She desperately tried to close it, but her body was interrupted and she couldn't move. Before long, her legs were severely split, and her white thighs rolled out. Yuriko felt a stream of air in her nakedness and trembled violently. Yuriko: "No...no...please, Shiba, please...!" Shiba: "I can't do it anymore, my lady… you drove me crazy… your beauty...this sweet scent..." Before she knew it, Shiba's hand had cracked the hem of her kimono and was using Yuriko's inner thighs, which no one had ever touched. The skin all over her body was dripping with sticky sweat. Fear, astonishment, anger, all sorts of emotions raged through Yuriko like a storm, and she was about to faint. She felt the man's rough breathing on her cheek. He was a beast. Yuriko was confused. Now she's being attacked by a terrifying and despicable carnivore. The beast speaks with Shiba's voice, but it's definitely not Shiba. She felt like she would go crazy if she didn't try to persuade him. Her head desperately wanted escapism. Shiba: "Yuriko... Ah..." Yuriko: "Nhg...!!" The pad of the man's finger stroked her naked private part. A vivid sense. Then there was a moist, slippery sound. Yuriko opened her eyes. Confused. She didn't understand why the place was damp at a time like this. Thoughts were disturbed by the man's deep love. The man was engrossed in caressing her sweaty skin and slimy wet secrets. The part that she has only touched when she washes her body is fingered by a man's fingers, and the blood of the whole body boils with shame and pleasure. Yuriko: "Ah... ah,... hmm, fu..." Shiba: "Hmm... ha... What a smooth skin... What a sweet scent... ah... I'm going crazy..." "Why are you so cute... ah... I thought I could go on just by touching you... ah, it's unbearable..." Shiba's finger, which was buried between her legs, relentlessly rubbed the wet and congested flower petals, making a wet sound. The thick fingers rubbed the surroundings without being buried in it, and when the overflowing honey was entwined with the fingertips, they slowly rubbed the swollen flower core. Immediately, Yuriko's hips jumped. Yuriko: "Oh! No, no, no, stop, ah, stop!" Shiba: "Do you feel it, my lady...? Your place is a little bigger than usual and easy to roll..." Yuriko: "Ah..!" When Shiba's finger peels off the foreskin, a coral-colored bump reveals itself. Yuriko jumped up like a fish due to too intense stimulation when she was stroked and rolled around with slimy love juice entwined. Shiba: "Haha... that's amazing... you're already dirty... you get wet easily... you've melted here too..." Yuriko: "A-Ah, please forgive me... ah, ah, ha..." Shiba: "Haa, haa... You smell so good... Ah, you're beautiful... show me more different expressions..." The movement of Shiba's fingers became persistent and violent. While licking Yuriko's face with hot breath, he kneads the petals that have become simmering. Her back unconsciously wriggles. She intends to escape, but wants more tangible pleasure and moves. Shiba's hot fingers began to rub the swollen clitoris little by little. A hot wave surges from the back of the waist. Yuriko widened her eyes and twitched her thigh muscles. Yuriko: "Ahhhh!! N-No, no... ah, ah!!" Shiba: "Nhg...!" Her jerky and thin body convulses. For Yuriko, who had no experience of masturbation, the stimulation there for the first time caused a sharp pleasure close to pain, reaching the extreme in an instant. Her head is completely blank. It was sensual, penetrating from the toes to the top of the head. Yuriko: (W-What the hell... was that just now...?) Shiba pressed his lips to Yuriko, who was panting heavily, while stroking her frayed hair at the nape of his neck with her fingers. Shiba: "Haa...aa... you...really are...amazing..." "A lot... of nectar leaked out... Look... my fingers are soaked..." While receiving a rough kiss, her breasts were rubbed and her crotch was rubbed, and Yuriko was swept away by her first pleasure. It was so shocking that she couldn't understand what Shiba was saying for a while. Shiba: "It smells so good... I wonder how it tastes..." In front of Yuriko, whose eyes were out of focus, Shiba fascinatedly sucked his fingers wet with love juice. Yuriko, who was exhausted and dumbfounded, was unable to react to that unusual sight. The man swallowed saliva many times at the sight of Yuriko, who spilled her abundant round breasts and breathed weakly while exposing her wet crotch. Suddenly, tears spilled out from the corners of Yuriko's eyes. It wasn't intended. They just naturally overflowed. Shiba stiffened with a startled expression and he drew a long sigh. Shiba: "...My lady..." Shiba hugged Yuriko with all his might, as if to suppress his impulses. Shiba: "Ugh...What have I done..." He stutters softly in a low voice, and suddenly sucks Yuriko's mouth with a hot action that makes him breathe fire. The tongues were entwined with sticky and rich movements, and transparent threads dripped when separated. Shiba looked sadly at Yuriko, who had a hollow face, with passionate eyes. Yuriko gradually regained consciousness, but Shiba's gaze made her heart pound. Yuriko: (Again... this man...) A face that looks as if he was hurt while doing something terrible to her. What should she do? Even though she had been treated to such an inhumane thing, she can't bring herself to truly hate him. What should she do... Someone knocks on the door then, the sound drains them back to reality from the floaty and phantasmal atmosphere. Yamazaki: "President, do you have a moment?" ​ Shiba: "...Stay there and tell me what you want." Shiba sounds like a different person. His voice is now commanding, lacking the heat from moments earlier. Yamazaki: "Someone from the lady's household is coming to pick her up. They gave us a call just now." Shiba: "...Are they now. Got it. Thank you." Yamazaki: "I will notify you again once they arrive. Please excuse me." She can hear retreating footsteps from beyond the door after the businesslike announcement. Shiba sighs and pushes up his disheveled hair. And then he looms over Yuriko again and kisses her. She no longer has the energy to fight him. Shiba: "Sadly, someone from your household is coming to pick you up..." Yuriko: "..." Shiba: "...I actually don't want to part with you for the entire night, but... I guess not tonight..." He murmurs, nearly groaning, and kisses Yuriko on the lips again. Shiba then wiped the sweat from Yuriko, who was still in a dazed state, wiped her wet crotch, and fixed her hem and collar in a mess. Yuriko was left stunned. Yuriko: (...Has he made me into... his possession...?) She doesn't have an answer to that. All she knows is that the vivid sensation and Shiba's zeal are still wrapped around her tightly. Shiba doesn't release Yuriko until someone comes knocking at the door again. He never apologizes or asks her to forgive him. He just keeps kissing her, playing with her hair, and gazing into her eyes. The night ends like a fever dream. It ends like the madness of sleepwalking. And a thought suddenly occurs to Yuriko. That perhaps, she has just experienced the night's final ghost story. ~END~

Hideo's sadder ending where Yuriko and Hideo are both married to other people and meet every week at a hotel. ⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: sexual violence, gaslighting. Translated Video Two years later... They always meet at the same time on the same day. Yuriko gleefully makes her way to a room in Teikoku Hotel that they're agreed on beforehand. She figures sneaking around will only make people grow suspicious of her, so she always makes sure to cross the lobby with confident strides, alone. However, since she's been here so many times before, she won't be surprised to know that hotel staff and other regular guests are already suspecting her. There's no stopping a person's tongue. Perhaps one day, someone will make a scandal out of her frequent rendezvous. She might find her face and name in the newspapers. But that is highly unlikely. Yuriko is certain of that. Because everyone involved in her affair is willing to turn a blind eye and keep silent about it. If some stranger out there tries to expose it, the Shirota family will most likely hunt them down. If not the Shirota family, then that man, Yuriko's husband, will. She knocks on the door three times before the person inside silently opens it for her. Her eyes meet those of her childhood friend, scanning the cold look on his face that she's all too familiar with. She notices that he's still in his military uniform. She wonders if he went straight to this hotel after completing his duties for the day. Hideo broke a bunch of regulations, because he decided to defy orders and return to Japan from Siberia. However, thanks to the power of the Shirota family, the punishments for him never came. Instead, he was promoted, and even now, he's still working for the military. At one point, Hideo stopped talking passionately about avian research entirely. Hideo: "...You're late." He gripes in a callous tone as he looks down at Yuriko. Yuriko: "S-Sorry... He was home, so I had to wait for him to leave." Hideo: "Mmph. I wonder about that. Maybe you just didn't want to come here and see me." Yuriko: "How could you say that? Of course I wanted to see you. I always do!" Flustered, she quickly denies Hideo's accusation but the attempt does nothing to get rid of his sour mood. Hideo: "It's good to have a preface. Show it as usual, quickly." Yuriko: "...Understood..." Ordered by Hideo, Yuriko feels the heat all over her body. She breaks the hem of the kimono with her fingertips trembling with excitement, combs it up again, and exposes her bare lower limbs. Yuriko felt Hideo's gaze on her, and that alone made Yuriko's uterus wriggle. Hideo: "...It's grown a little. Should I shave today?" Yuriko: "H-Hideo... How long are you going to keep doing this…?" Hideo: "Don't ask stupid things. Forever of course." Yuriko: "No way..." Yuriko's pubic area was always made to be hairless by Hideo's hand. The smooth mons pubis was like a child, and Yuriko always felt helpless because the thing that protected it was gone. Yuriko: "I can't even go to the hot springs anymore. Even when I travel, I always have to carefully hide my face when there are no people...even the doctor..." Hideo: "You just need to put up with it for a while. Good talk, now open your legs, quickly." Yuriko: "...That's terrible...Hideo, you're an idiot..." Yuriko obeys Hideo's orders, even though her eyes are moist with shame. She sits on a couch and spreads her crotch so that he can see the back of her buttocks. Hideo gets down on his knees in front of her and carefully spreads the latex onto Yuriko's pubic area. Yuriko swallowed her saliva and lowered her eyelids as she trembled at the touch of Hideo's delicate fingertips. Before long, a cold razor blade is applied to it, and with a slight sound, the fur that has not grown is shaved off. Hideo: “…What excuse are you giving to that man?” Yuriko: "That I-I'm doing it by myself." Hideo: "Oh...? So, does he believe you?" Yuriko: "Yeah... I was told I was a strange woman..." Hideo: "Hmm... He's really obsessed with that strange woman. It would be nice if he got tired of it quickly and broke up with you." Hideo carefully shaves Yuriko's spot so that not a single thin hair remains. The truth is, Shiba knows who is the hand of this shaving. But the man enjoys even that. As long as Yuriko is his wife, Hideo is simply a fling. However, after meeting with Hideo every week, Shiba repeats his actions strangely and relentlessly. He doesn't say it, but he is jealous. As soon as she understood that, Yuriko also remembered the faint pleasure. Hideo and Shiba are probably the only ones who don't get the full picture of this strange relationship. The Shirota family tried not to hurt the first love of their precious daughter, and Yuriko didn't want to make Hideo suffer, so he didn't mention the various pressures that were put on the Nomiya family. As a result, Yuriko gave up on Hideo and married Shiba. Hideo still strongly resents that. Hideo: "...It's done. I have to shave again in about two weeks." Yuriko: "I don't want it anymore... such a thing..." Hideo: "Really? ...Don't lie. You're so wet..." Yuriko: "Ah yes" Hideo's fingers trace the moist crack in the middle of the smooth pubis. It has become completely sensitive, and the dew will overflow with just a little stimulation. Hideo rolls the swollen clitoris slimy with the tip of his finger wet with love juice. Yuriko couldn't take it anymore and clung to Hideo's neck. Hideo: "Really, you're just talking... you say you don't like it, and you're happy... you say you like me, and you marry that man..." Yuriko: "Ha, ah... I'm sorry..." Hideo: "He hugs you every night… why can I only hug you once a week? Hey, answer me, you liar!" Yuriko: "Ah, oh" Thanks to the strong stimulation, Yuriko convulsed violently and reached lightly. Her vagina making a wet sound, new love juice slowly runs down the gap. Watching that, Hideo put his wet fingertips into his mouth. In Yuriko's field of vision, which is melting with pleasure, Hideo's soaring shaft is reflected from the front of the comfortable clothes. Hideo: "Suck it" Yuriko: "..." Yuriko closed her legs and silently embraced Hideo's shaft that was sticking out in front of her. Already it was hard and raging, so tense that she thought it would be released soon. Yuriko: "Hm...mmm..." Hideo: "Kuh...haa...ah..." "You're getting better and better... I really like your teacher's guidance..." From between Hideo's rough breaths, he uttered words of hatred. Hideo: “I say that I don’t have the heart to react to women other than you… Yet you open your legs to anyone, don’t you?” Yuriko: "Ha...nmm..." Yuriko sends a protesting glance at the upturned gaze while repeatedly stimulating Hideo. However, what Hideo said was probably right. Hideo hasn't changed much since the first time. Yuriko is getting used to it more and more. Of course, Yuriko wasn't willing to be embraced by Shiba either. This is the difference between women and men. If a woman has no will, her body can accept it, whereas a man cannot act if he has some kind of mental problem. It can't be helped for Yuriko to get used to being held by the skilled Shiba every night, but Hideo couldn't stand it either. There is no reason not to hate Hideo who blames only Yuriko without knowing anything about the circumstances so far. However, this was Yuriko's choice, and Hideo's attitude was natural. Even knowing this, Yuriko feels like blaming Hideo. Hideo: "Kuh! Ah, ha, ah, sh-shit..." "No, no more, let's put it out... ah, ah." Yuriko: "Hm... Uh, ngh, mnn, ngh." When Hideo tries to pull his waist, she sucks the tip strongly and pokes the entrance with her tongue. Then, she swallowed Hideo deep into her throat and moved her head back and forth as if rubbing with the innermost mucous membrane. Then, the effect was remarkable, and Hideo's waist shook and he cried out. Hideo: "Ah, tho, that much, ah, ah" "Uh, ku, ah, ah, l-let go, it's coming..." Yuriko: "! Mn... mn..." Hideo ejaculated deep in Yuriko's throat. Yuriko swallows it without hesitation and licks Hideo cleanly. Ejaculation for the first time in a week must be very pleasant. While stroking Yuriko's hair, Hideo shook his shoulders with an ecstatic expression for a while. It was still early, but not as fast as the first. And it didn't change that it wouldn't wither even once. Hideo: "... Look back and get on your knees." Yuriko: "... I understand." Even in his blunt words, a little bit of kindness in caring for Yuriko can be noticed. Yuriko's belly was getting pushed out little by little, and it became a burden in the missionary position. Yes, Yuriko is pregnant now. Considering the time, it is Shiba's child. She couldn't see Hideo for a while after getting married. After her pregnancy was discovered, Shiba started letting Yuriko out. Of course Hideo knows that. When she told him the truth, Hideo burst into tears and blamed Yuriko for her betrayal, though he didn't raise his hand. His anger has subsided now, but he continues to verbally bully Yuriko. Yuriko: "Haa! Ah, yes... fu..." Hideo: "Oh...you're so wet...you nasty..." While ridiculing Yuriko's sensitive body, Hideo stretched out his hand and snapped the seams of her kimono. The pure white breast that grew heavily spills out and is violently massaged by Hideo's hands. Yuriko: "Haa, ah, ah, too, too strong, Hideo... it hurts..." Hideo: "I don't care, but you prefer a little pain, don't you?" Yuriko: "N-No way, agh..." Hideo slowly began to hit his hips. Considering that she is pregnant, she does not move violently. That impatience stimulus further raises Yuriko's body temperature. Hideo: "Haa...haa...the inside moves... it feels so good..." "Even though you're pregnant, you're a woman with a big appetite... Even if you become a mother or get old, your libido won't wane." Yuriko: "Hmm, ah, it hurts, stop, you idiot... ah" Hideo's fingertips are massaging Yuriko's erect nipples. Yuriko's pregnant breasts have begun to swell, and her breasts are sensitive, and if stimulated too much, she will feel pain. But Hideo didn't care. As if trying to punish Yuriko, she rubs her breasts roughly and rolls her tips relentlessly. Hideo: "You're telling me to stop hurting, but you're soaking wet here... you're helpless... you're like a prostitute..." Yuriko: "Y-You're terrible... Haa, ah, ah" Hideo: "I'm terrible? I'm just telling the truth… you're a bad woman who takes advantage of men… you're a witch, a whore!" "You betrayed me, got pregnant with another man, and are calmly being embraced by me again... you human filth!" Yuriko: "Ah, ah, nah, ah!" Hideo violently rubbed Yuriko's fresh breasts as if entrusted to anger, and poked her cervix with a little force. As soon as Yuriko was hit by a violent sensual shock, she reached a state of ecstasy. Yuriko: "Aaah... Ah, hia…!" Hideo: “Kuu... I-It's tightening... agh, ku” "Do you want, the semen of a man, that much ......Tsu hey, this whore, eh, you're fine with any man?!" Yuriko: “Haa, ah…n-no… only Hideo…” Hideo: "Don't lie, take this, and this..." Yuriko: "Aaah!" This time she was mercilessly shaken and Yuriko flew to the climax in quick succession. Even after being pregnant, Yuriko's body has become easier to reach. Honey overflows from the back, and it entangles Hideo's warped penis. Hideo let out a groan that he couldn't stand this time, and changed into a desperate move. Hideo: "Oh, ku, dammit, dammit, dammit!" "You, you... ah, damn it, just disappear from my sight..." "Go away! Don't make me suffer anymore! Go anywhere with that man..." "Haa, ah, ah, kuhaa..." Yuriko: "Ha... ah... hah..." Hideo reached his goal while cursing Yuriko as loudly as he could. Receiving Hideo's hot semen, Yuriko leans back on the couch as if she had lost her waist. Hideo's red finger marks are painfully left on the snow-like skin of her breasts that spills over her chest. From the congested labia that twitched and trembled in the afterglow, Hideo's semen thickly pulled a string. Hideo: "Haa...haa...Are you okay..." Hideo picks up the limp Yuriko and makes her lie down on a couch. Yuriko whispers while staring vaguely at Hideo who gently wipes his own genitals and Yuriko's crotch. Yuriko: "... Disappear...?" Hideo: "What...?" Yuriko: "Is it better if I disappear...?" Hideo: "...!" Yuriko: "I... from before Hideo..." Hideo's throat floats up and down. For a moment, all movement stopped, and his whole body was frozen. As Hideo opened his eyes wide, tears began to accumulate, and eventually they broke the dam and flowed down his cheeks. Hideo: "...That's not true..." Yuriko: "But... just now..." Hideo: "That was just a lie...!" Hideo hugged Yuriko and kissed her deeply. It was their first kiss since they met today. Hideo: "I don't want to lose you... it's true... I'm begging you, don't abandon me...!" Yuriko: "Hideo..." Hideo: "I love you!!" Hideo bites Yuriko's lips again. They insert their tongue deeply and repeat passionate kisses. His first kiss in a week always tastes like Hideo's tears. Hideo was always like this. At first, he abuses Yuriko, who is having a child with Shiba, and finally clings to her with tears. It was a good representation of Hideo, a man who, while wearing a cold mask, was actually fragile and sensitive at heart. Hideo: "I adore you... Yuriko... I love you..." Yuriko: "Me too... Hideo..." Hideo put his cheek against Yuriko's plump breasts and gently put the swollen red nipple into his mouth. And sucked like a small baby. While entwining his tongue, don't caress, but be sweet. Yuriko felt that such a Hideo was endearing from the bottom of her heart. While brushing Hideo's soft hair, she gently removes his inorganic glasses. Hideo usually dislikes having his glasses removed, but once he's in this state, he can no longer resist. She gently caresses Hideo's innocent cheeks. Yuriko: (I'm sorry...Hideo...) Yuriko's feelings haven't changed. She still loves Hideo. However, she doesn't know if it's because she's a woman, but Yuriko was strong against environmental changes. Becoming Shiba's wife and having him in his arms every night would make her feel better, but it was different from what Hideo had. However, even if she said that to Hideo, he wouldn't understand. She felt like it would only deepen Hideo's sorrow. That's why Yuriko silently accepts all of Hideo's insults and rough acts. And she also accepted the apology of Hideo who collapsed after that. That is her love. Yuriko held Hideo's head and felt the sea of her heart blow away. He's the only man she loves. Yes, she whispered to her big baby-like lover. ~END~

Hideo's happy ending where he and Yuriko are 'looking for a bird' on an island away from the mainland. ✪ ω ✪ Translated Video A few years later... Yuriko: "Aaargh! I've had enough!" Yuriko's loud cry echoes in the jungle. Her hysterical screech makes Hideo, who has been preparing for bed in silence, jump and her with round eyes. Hideo: "Whoa... What is it? What happened?" Yuriko: "I want to go home! To Japan!" Hideo: "What are you talking about? This island belongs to Japan." Yuriko: "Oh, don't you dare pull that crap on me! This island is practically a foreign country! Most of the natives here hardly speak Japanese!" Hideo: "We've got an interpreter with us, so what's the problem? The natives in this remote region can't speak Japanese simply because formal education hasn't reached them yet. If you go to the larger town-" Yuriko: "That's not even the problem here! What I'm trying to say is that I want to go back to the mainland!!" Hideo: "It's a bit too late for you to be asking that now... The next ship will come in a month." Yuriko: "No, no!! Just no!! I'll swim back home if I have to!" Hideo: "Don't be reckless! And please stop being selfish!" Yuriko: "Really? Well, your selfishness is to blame for my predicament, Hideo! You and your selfishness dragged me to this place!" "It's humid here. I'm not used to any of the food. There are snakes, spiders, all kinds of weird insects.. You name it! Aaargh! I've had enough!!" Yuriko continues to rattle off, venting the anger she's been keeping bottled up inside until today. As a matter of fact, she and Hideo are currently on an island located far in the south of the mainland. The research team is composed of seven people, including Hideo and Yuriko. They've set up tents in the corner of a native settlement, studying the habits of the local birds on the island in hopes of discovering new species. After graduating from college, Hideo did a lot of studies on birds and established his own avian research institute. In addition to daily research, he's also involved in the study of bird behavior in various places. Sometimes he even has to leave the mainland to discover new species, such as what he's doing now. If there's anything that differentiates Hidep from other researchers, it's that his wife, Yuriko, always accompanies him wherever he goes. At first, the rest of the research team could only shake their heads and smile sympathetically whenever the couple would bicker. It didn't take them long to get used to the couple's arguments, though, because they fight all the time. It's not that Yuriko tags along because she wants to, mind you. In fact, she always makes sure to refuse whenever Hideo wants her to go with him. However, his fervent aspirations always win in the end, and she ends up traipsing after him. But this trip? It has tested her sanity, and her patience is wearing very, very thin. The island doesn't even have adequate facilities to help the people live comfortably. Frankly, Yuriko has gone way beyond her normal gauge of tolerance. Yuriko: "I beg you, please find a new species soon, and let's go home early." Hideo: "I Can't just pull one out of thin air on command. Please, just be patient..." Yuriko: "Did you know that while you and the other researchers are out there working during the day, I'm cooped up here all the time? I can't speak with the natives, and there's nothing for me to do, Hideo!" Hideo: "But you seem to be doing quite well. I know you've been helping the people harvest the crops... Oh, and I was surprised to hear that you had a tree climbing showdown against the local kids." Yuriko: "That's because climbing trees is practically the only activity I can do! There really is nothing else that a dainty lady like me can enjoy on this island." Hideo: "...Um, I believe dainty ladies don't normally climb trees, though." Yuriko: "Gahh... You are such a cruel man. Ooh, my poor baby, I wonder what he's doing right now?" Hideo: "You don't have to worry about Shuichi. My mother is looking after him, and no one is more dependable than Fujita when it comes to caring for children." ​ Yuriko: "Ugh, you're missing the point! Again! Why did I choose to leave my two-year-old son behind and go to this island with my ridiculous husband? This is a nightmare!" ​ Hideo: "Hey, come on, don't say that. Think of it as our second honeymoon." ​ Yuriko: "I don't need a honeymoon like this..." ​ Shoulders sagged, Yuriko moves to sit down in the corner of the tent and hug her knees. Her beloved two-year-old son must be crying right now, missing his mother. Why must she leave her baby boy to accompany her husband? In Hideo's mind, though, the question probably isn't even worth answering. They bicker all the time. There's nothing new about that. But Hideo is still as madly in love with Yuriko as ever. So abnormally in love. In fact, that he was willing to transfer the responsibility of raising their child from Yuriko to his own mother just so she could come with him. Hideo: "Come on, cheer up, Yuriko...' ​ Yuriko: "...I'm not sulking. It's fine. I get it. I know I have to be patient..." ​ Hideo: "...Do you resent it? Being with me?" ​ Yuriko: "...! No! Of course not!' ​ The sorrowful tinge in Hideo's voice makes Yuriko backpedal. She scoots over to him and hugs him, inside the narrow tent. ​ Yuriko: "That's not the problem at all... I'm sorry. Being with you makes me happy, Hideo. I'm not lying." "But... I guess I am tired of this new lifestyle. ...Then again, I should've realized that everything here is new for you too. I'm sorry." ​ Hideo: "No... Your reaction is only normal. You don't have to apologize." "It's just... I can't bear to be away from you... I'm sorry for always forcing you to tag along." "But a life without you is like living without air. I can't even... focus on my research. I know you're not happy about having to follow me wherever I go, but I just can't live without you." Yuriko: "Of course... I know. I get it." Yuriko gently runs her fingers over Hideo's hair. She stares at his cleat eyes beyond his glasses and huffs out an amused laugh. Yuriko: "You're much more of a handful than a baby, do you know that? Our son barely even cries at night, but look at his father... Such a big, spoiled baby." Hideo: "Yeah.. I don't think I can survive a moment without you by my side. I'm such a helpless man." She can feel the air around them shifting, growing into a thick fog of desire. Yuriko's cheeks warm in anticipation of what's coming. Hideo wraps his arms around her to pull her close and whispers in her ear. Hideo: "...Can we do it again tonight?" Yuriko: "... You don't even need to ask." Hideo fixes his gaze on Yuriko and takes off his glasses. He puts out the lantern, and they embrace each other, entwining their limbs in the darkness. Then, they kissed deeply and sucked their tongues passionately. Without knowing why, Hideo's libido gets stronger when he's exploring these destinations or when his research is at its peak. Yuriko is completely exhausted from wanting to do it every night, but for some reason, since having a child, it has become an easy-to-reach body. The two became naked while sucking each other's mouths and caressing each other's skin. Yuriko's body, which has become more and more sensitive to Hideo's love every night, melts hot just by being touched. Hideo: "...Lie down and turn upside down on top of me." Yuriko: "Are you going to do that again? It's embarrassing..." Hideo: "Well, no one is watching. Let alone this is an island far from the mainland. There is nothing to be ashamed of." Yuriko: "...Hideo-san, you've changed a lot since you came here." Hideo: "Is that so? I wonder if this person also became inquisitive." Yuriko: "Fufu ...... There's also a place to tell such a joke." ​ As Hideo told her, Yuriko straddled Hideo who was lying down in the darkness and turned upside down. Under her eyes, she could feel Hideo's already erect genitals shaking. Yuriko swallowed her saliva and slowly stuffed it into her mouth while Hideo clung to Yuriko's leg. Yuriko: "Mmph... Nn..." Hideo: "Nn... ha..., you're already quite wet..." Yuriko: "Don't say it... Haa, ah, fu, ngh." Hideo: "Haa, fu, mn, fu... you're so cute, Yuriko..." "You smell so sweet ...... It's a feast." Yuriko: "Haa, ah, idiot... hmm, haa" The sound of water echoes in the rustling of the dense forest. She can't raise her voice too loud because her friends' tent is right next to her. Partly because of that restricted environment, the sensuality increases more and more. Darkness obscures her vision and heightens her other senses, making her feel a deeper, more pleasurable sensation. Hideo's tongue wriggles delicately, rolling the puffy clitoris, sucking, and occasionally burying the tip of his tongue in the vagina. Sensing Hideo's moist breath, soft lips, and wet tongue, Yuriko can't help but twist her waist. Hideo's penis stands up by Yuriko's caress, makes blood vessels stand up, and becomes harder and harder. Yuriko imagined the moment when she would accept it to her innermost, and she remembered that it alone would cause her womb to contract. Yuriko: "Haa... Ah, Hideo, I'm already..." Hideo: "Do you want it already...? I can't stand it, Yuriko..." Yuriko: "Huh! Ah, hah..." As Hideo lightly bit the congested clitoris, Yuriko reached lightly with the stimulation. The inside of the vagina swells, and you can see that the love juice spills out. Hideo pressed his lips against the overflowing food, buried his tongue in it, and slurped it down. Yuriko: "Haa, ah, ah, ah..." Hideo: "Hehe... you've reached it again... your insides are wriggling..." Yuriko: "Please...... Put it in already..." Hideo: "I can't help it... I wanted to taste it a little more..." Her back is aching, it can't be helped. Hideo stood up with a wry smile at Yuriko, who threw away her shyness and complained directly. Then, he laid Yuriko on the floor, put his hands on the back of her knees, and made her legs bend much larger. Her kneecaps came to the side of her head, and her thighs crushed Yuriko's mochi-like breasts. Yuriko: (Ah, if you put in such a posture ......) She is sure it goes pretty deep. The uterine ostium will be poked like this. Yuriko was already ecstatic, imagining the pleasure. Hideo: "... Are you worried about your voice?" Yuriko: "I'll bite the towel..." Hideo: "Oh, that's right..." Include the towel handed to Hideo in the round so as not to raise your voice. When the pressure becomes too much, it's impossible to suppress one's voice. Especially in a situation like tonight when it's becoming more sensitive. Hideo: "I'll put it in..." Yuriko: "Nnn." He nodded slightly and put his hand on Hideo's waist. Hideo's tip is pressed against her as he gets wet and closes his mouth slightly. Just like that, Hideo was pushed all the way in at once, and Yuriko leaned back without making a sound. Yuriko: "......Nn!" Hideo: "Haa... Uh, ah... Amazing... Have you come already...?" Hideo distorted his face and smiled slightly. Yuriko unexpectedly reached it in an instant by being violently pushed to the back. The heavy impact made her convulse all the way to her toes. A wave of pleasure overflows from the back of the uterus, and the climax battle is transmitted to the tip of the limbs. Yuriko: "Hah...ha,ha..." Hideo: "You... Really, it's easier to feel... The more I hold you, the harder it becomes to let you go." "That's part of the reason why I can't let you go... I'm addicted to your body..." Hideo starts using his hips violently. Over and over again, the cervix was pierced, and each time a light climax came, Yuriko was confused by the sweet sweet pleasure. Yuriko: "Hah hah hahh, ah, ah, ah" Hideo: "Ha, ah, ha, mn, ha, ha..." "Kuh, ah, ah, ah, ah, it smells good, Yuriko... Ah, I feel dizzy..." "Ah, you're captivating me no matter where you go... ugh, ah, I love you... I'll never let go of you... nhg!" The sound of meat colliding with each other reverberates. It's a slightly windy day today, but he wondered if anyone already heard this sound. But that's for now. There is no one who doesn't notice that they have such passionate fellowship every night. When she thinks about it, her skin feels embarrassed and her sensitivity increases. Yuriko: "Whew, ah, ah, Hideo..." Hideo: "Are you sure? Is it alright? Yuriko..." "I feel like I'm about to come right now... ah, ku, ah, you're too good... ah, ah" Sweat erupted from Hideo's forehead and dripped onto Yuriko's cheeks. The two of them were now drenched in sweat and were mingling during the hot night. The inside of the tent is filled with the stuffy heat, the scent of Yuriko, and the smell of their bodily fluids. The sound of water shaking the air was loud. Yuriko's love juice, which is stirred and white foamy, drips down the valley of the buttocks from between the wet meat. Hideo: "Nn, ku, ha, ah, ah, fua" "Haaah, ah, it's about to come out, ah, ah" “Is it okay, Yuriko, can I get it out?” Yuriko: "Y-yes." She nodded repeatedly. Hideo then begins to hit Yuriko with his hips even more violently. With her ripe mucous membrane rubbed up many times and her sensitive innermost part continuously poked, Yuriko flew into a pure white world. Yuriko: "Hi, ha, ah, ha, ah." ​ Hideo: "Ah, ah, ha, ah." "Haa, haa, haa, ah, already, ah, ah" "Ku, ah...!" Hugging Yuriko tightly and burying her all the way to the roots, Hideo made his last move. Yuriko: "Haa, ah, ah..." Hideo's semen flows deep into her body. That indescribable sensation made Yuriko go crazy. Pleasure that part of the loved one seeps into the body. It could be called supreme happiness that only women can understand. Hideo: "Haa... that was great, Yuriko..." Hideo took the towel from Yuriko's mouth and kissed her deeply. He couldn't do it because she was chewing on a towel, but since they usually have sex while repeating kisses, that alone is a little unsatisfactory. However, even with her mouth covered, it seemed that she was being forced to do so, and Yuriko felt a secret excitement. Yuriko: "Hideo... Even though you were walking around the island during the day, you're really energetic..." Hideo: "This is different... not holding you is the same as holding your breath... I feel like I’m dying." Yuriko: "You're exaggerating..." The two hugged each other sweaty bodies and waited quietly for the excitement of the affair to pass. ​ Time flows slowly and comfortably between them. Their breathing gradually evens out, allowing them to hear more of the rustle of the trees and noises made by little animals outside the tent. These things remind her, even more strongly now that the sun isn't out, that they are not in mainland Japan. Yuriko: "You know, the new bird species that you've been looking for might be nocturnal..." Yuriko says out of the blue. Hideo: "Yeah, that's possible. Night studies are difficult, but there's just now way we can observe nocturnal animals during the day." Yuriko: "If you were a bird, Hideo, would you be nocturnal?" Hideo: "That was random..." Yuriko: "Well, you often compare me to a bird, but what about you? You've never once likened yourself to one, Hideo." Hideo: "You're right... I never even thought about it." Hideo falls quiet, thinking, and eventually groans. Hideo: "... Maybe you're right. I'd be a nocturnal bird, because I don't have the best eyesight." "I know some nocturnal birds rely on their vision, but most of them don't." "Then again, I think the term 'nocturnal' fits Mizuhito better..." Yuriko: "Hehe, tell me about it. It's as you said, though, Hideo. I do think that if my brother were a bird, he would be nocturnal..." Yuriko's eyes crinkle fondly at the nostalgia of her brother, who is still in mainland Japan. Even after her marriage, Mizuhito hasn't changed a thing about his lifestyle. And that won't bode well for the Nomiya household, even though they're financially out of the woods now thanks to the assistance of the Ozaki family. Yuriko: "I'm still worried about him. I thought he'd finally be serious about life after I got married..." Hideo: "... I think he's acting like this because you got married." Yuriko: "What?" Hideo: "No, nothing..." Hideo trails off and lapses into silence. Yuriko falls quiet too, straining her ears... And then , a bizarre-sounding chirp breaks the silence. It's a high pitched trill, like a metallic clink. Yuriko: "...Did you hear that? Could it be the new bird species?" Hideo: "I don't know. Maybe." Yuriko: "We're so close and yet so far - that's kind of frustrating, isn't it?" Hideo: "That's just it. Birds and humans naturally live in different places. Birds can soar freely through the sky, and some cultures even worshiped them for it... Humanity has always yearned after birds." "That's why I'm as happy as I can be right now. I make a living by chasing after them... And I've gotten my hands on the bird I've been longing for." Yuriko: "Hideo... You really have changed a lot. You're like someone else compared to before we got married." Hideo: "Really? Have I really changed that much?" Yuriko: "You have. You used to be colder, more expressionless, and sarcastic." "But now, you're so honest, Hideo. It's like... how you used to be when we were kids." Hideo: "...Then, maybe I haven't changed. I've just gone back to how I was originally." ​ Yuriko: "Yeah... You might be right." Memories of those days flood into her mind - of the time when she and Hideo were just childhood friends, no discord separating their families. Of the time when everyone in her family was alive and happy. These memories sadden Yuriko, albeit just a little bit. The Nomiya and Ozaki families were once close. But somewhere along the way, her mother began to look down on the Ozaki family and they, perhaps in return, tried to distance themselves from the Nomiya family. But how did it happen? Was it really caused only by their different backgrounds? Hideo: "By the way... Did you know your parents gave me a mounted mandarin duck for my birthday?" Yuriko: "They did?" Hideo: "Yeah. They knew I could get very enthusiastic about birds... It was really gorgeous, all secured in a glass box." Hideo looks up at the ceiling, reminiscing about the past, and chuckles. Hideo: "And I may or may have scared your mother." Yuriko: "What do you mean?" Hideo: "I was genuinely fond of birds, and... Although I was never open about my feelings for you with you, I didn't exactly make an effort to hide the fact that I was into you from the adults." "So I told your mother, 'I want to create a taxidermy mount of Yuriko and decorate my room with it.'" Yuriko: "What...?" She inches away from him, a cold shiver running down her spine. She wonders how her neurotic mother reacted to the proposition when it came from an innocent-looking child. Yuriko: (Hmm... It was a small, odd comment from a child, but what if that was enough to offend my mother?) Hideo: "I had a book of animal anatomy back then, and I shared my idea with your mother after I read the book. I wish you could've seen her pale face. Ahaha!" Yuriko: "...." "I, uh... I think anyone would've reacted like that." Hideo's idea must have led her mother to believe that Hideo was an abnormal child. And maybe, that was when Shigeko swore to herself to never let this deranged child be her daughter's husband. So when their families began talking about arranging a marriage between Yuriko and Hideo, the first emotion her mother felt then might have been fear. Still, bringing up social status and background as an excuse to cover her fear sounds just like something Shigeko would do. Of course, she must have always thought of the Ozaki family as the inferior one. That's why she was able to rattle off terrible insults about them. But the true reason underlying those insults was probably Hideo's idea as a child. In other words, he was the reason their families drifted apart... Yuriko: "You know, I think you might be to blame for the fact that we had to take such a long road before we could get together, Hideo." Hideo: "Huh? ...How is it my fault?" Yuriko: "Hahh... Just something you did in the past. Forget it." Hideo's baffling confession about the idea he expressed as a child has, strangely, answered certain things in regards to the two families' bad blood that Yuriko wasn't quite clear about. In the end, it sure looks like Yuriko's life has been at the mercy of birds and Hideo. The two have worked together wonderfully well to lead her by the nose, starting from their childhood , their marriage, and now even after they had a child together. Then again, without his zealous passion towards birds, Hideo might still be in the army right now. She isn't sure if she should be thankful that birds exist or gripe about their existence instead. Yuriko: "...Hey, Hideo?"' Hideo: "..." Yuriko: "...Hideo?" Yuriko looks down to see that Hideo is already fast asleep against her bosom. Yuriko: (...Just when did he...) Although Hideo is back to how he once was, his selfishness - that part about him that moves to beat of his own drum - has never once changed. He was an unusual child who would come up with the craziest of ideas like making a taxidermy mount of her. What is learned in the cradle is carried to the grave, indeed. Yuriko: "You're so, so... selfish." Hideo: "Ngh... Yuriko... Don't go.. Stay.." Yuriko: "I will... I'm here." Hideo: "...” Yuriko genty runs her fingers through Hideo's hair while listening to his rhythmic breathing. She truly feels happy -knows it, too, with every fiber of her being. In a sense, she must be gravely lovesick too, considering the fact that she always ends up following Hideo anyway, even to this remote location. The thoughts flit through her mind, lulling her to sleep bit by bit. The calming darkness of the foreign island engulfs the slumbering couple like a blanket. Before sleep claims her completely, she thinks she hears the bird that no one has ever seen before chirping in the depths of the jungle. ~End~

Hideo and Yuriko decide to spend the night together before Hideo goes to Siberia. (* ￣3)(ε￣ *) Translated Video They get a room at a worn out inn nearby. They don't need any words. Too busy seeking each other's lips, they fall on a thin futon. Hideo's weight is comfortable. The breath rises to the intense excitement, and it is further fueled by Hideo's sloppy kisses. Hideo: "Hahhh... Ah... Yuriko..." "I love you... I love you!" Yuriko: "Mnn... Me too... Hideo...!" They couldn't leave, as if their lips had melted into one form the countless number of kisses they shared. The hot breath, the hair on the cheeks, the smooth tip of the nose, everything fit together perfectly, refusing to diverge. Hideo showers Yuriko with kisses. Leaving a trail of reverent kisses on her cheeks, forehead, and eyelashes. The silver rim of his glasses glides along her skin like cold droplets of water. Yuriko: "Hideo... Aren't you going to take off your glasses?" Hideo: "I won't be able to see you clearly if I do, so no." Yuriko: "Is your eyesight that bad?" Hideo: "I just want to be able to make out every inch of you with perfect clarity." These were words that Hideo would normally never say. Coupled with the blatant sincerity in his tone, Yuriko's heart pounds in response to his raw emotion. Seemingly not wanting to waste another second, Hideo promptly moves his hands to untie the obi sash of Yuriko's kimono. But his hands fumble around the sash, and he gives her an impatient look that tells her he has no idea what he's doing. Hideo: "Uh... How do I untie this?" Yuriko: "... Like this." Yuriko slips her hands behind her back, entangles her fingers with Hideo's, and together they untie her sash. Once the solid and firm knot is undone, it unravels and slips down from its place around Yuriko's waist. She glances at Hideo. Although he tries his best to play it cool as he pushes down the sash out of the way and unties the string around her waist, she can tell that he's nervous by the slight tremble. The tense look on Hideo's face is all Yuriko needs to know that this must be his first time too. Hideo is already of age, so Yuriko, who had already assumed he had experience, was surprised. Then again, perhaps she should've been able to guess as much. Hideo is a fastidious person, a man who loathes Mizuhito's habits of playing with women. It's unmistakable that he must have turned down anyone who wanted to sleep with him. Hideo's innocence is clear in the clumsy way he unties her obi, and it fills Yuriko's heart with joy. The fact that Hideo chose her as his first lover made Yuriko ecstatic. Hideo: "...Can I?" Hideo asks, hesitant to open her loose kimono. To take the final step. Yuriko smiles gently at him. Yuriko: "You don't even need to ask..." Hideo: "...!" Hideo looks stunned, lost, and embarrassed all at once. She watches as pink creeps up his neck to dye his cheeks. Hideo: "Don't say that... I want your consent. I want to make sure that I'm not doing something that you don't want." Yuriko: "I know you won't. That's why you can do anything you want, Hideo…” Hideo's finger trembled for a moment, but immediately walked in front of Yuriko. When he untied the undergarment and opened the last thin piece of clothing, all of Yuriko's skin was exposed to Hideo's eyes. Her heated body gets even hotter when it receives Hideo's gaze. Yuriko pressed her cheek against the mattress, closed her eyes and endured embarrassment. It was the first time someone had seen her skin like this. It is also the first time that Hideo has seen a woman naked. Hideo, who was silent for a while, eventually put his palm on Yuriko's cheek. Hideo: "You're so... beautiful." Yuriko: "...! S-Stop it..." Hideo: "I'm scared... I feel like if I touch you, you'll be sullied..." "But you have this charm to you that makes it impossible for me not to touch you... You're so beautiful... It's frightening." Hideo's hands gradually slide down. From the neck to the clavicle, chest, and breast. Yuriko: "Ah..." Hideo: "So soft..." He gently rubbed both her breasts. Yuriko gasped at the first sensation, as he gently and persistently stimulated her breasts. Even though it is a place where she can touch it herself, when she is touched by Hideo, her whole body heats up as if she were immersed in a warm bath, and it feels like she's being blown away. Hideo's hands gradually become bolder, and while rubbing her breast, he begins to trace her nipple in a circle with his fingertips. Yuriko: "Ah, Hideo, hahhh..." Hideo: "All women, when they become mothers, will have milk from here… how strange..." Yuriko feels the tip being groped by Hideo. A sweet pleasant feeling ran through her lower abdomen, and Yuriko wriggled slightly at her waist. Yuriko: "A-agh..." Hideo: "... Does it feel good here, Yuriko?" Yuriko: "Hi, Hideo, stop teasing me..." Hideo: "Does it hurt when I use my fingers?" Yuriko: "No..." Hideo pulled his face closer to the tip of Yuriko's breast and sucked it like a baby. The feeling of his wet tongue and the soft pleasure wrapped in the hot mouth, and the womb where the direct sweet sensuality ran as soon as it was sucked, Yuriko involuntarily lifted her waist. Yuriko: "Ah, hahhh..." Hideo: "Ngh... what, sweet and sour taste ..." Yuriko: "Agh... Y-you don't have to lie..." Hideo: "Hahh...ah... Even though it's soft, only this part has elasticity..." While breathing heavily, Hideo continued to rub his nipples with her tongue as if trying to suck out the milk that didn't come out. Yuriko gasps under Hideo, wringing her hips, and just forgives Hideo's actions. She knew that Hideo was getting increasingly excited and uncontrollable. She also knew that if she told him to stop even once, Hideo would never be able to continue. Hideo: "Mhg, ahh, Yuriko..." "Ngh, ah..." Yuriko: "...?" Suddenly, Hideo stiffened. When Yuriko wondered what the hell was going on, Hideo was stuck with an expression of astonishment. Yuriko: "Wha,what's wrong... Hideo...?" Hideo: "... I just soiled my military uniform..." Hideo muttered vaguely in a grainy voice. Yuriko doesn't exactly understand what happened. Hideo: "That's right...you are naked, while I'm still dressed ... How foolish of me." Yuriko: "Hideo...?" Yuriko still didn't quite understand what just happened, but when she saw Hideo quickly begin to take off his military uniform, she finally figured it out. Hideo's shine was covered with a stain, which meant that he had reached it once while sucking Yuriko's breasts. ​ Yuriko: (Men are supposed to be like that...) When Hideo was completely naked, something wet and stiff was swaying near his toned lower abdomen. Yuriko suddenly realized that she had been staring at him, blushed and averted her eyes. Hideo's manhood was still standing strong, even after just being relieved. Hideo: "Yuriko ......You smell nice ......" Hideo whispered entranced, hugging Yuriko again. It seems that Yuriko's special body odor has become stronger due to the pleasure of Hideo's caress. When Hideo's hot muscles snuggled up against Yuriko's soft skin, the two were intoxicated by the indescribable silky smooth sensation. The feeling of her naked skin, not through the cloth of her clothes, was too luscious. Hideo: "Am I not too heavy... Yuriko...?" Yuriko: "I'm fine... Please hold me tighter..." Hideo: "!... Of course..." Hideo wrapped Yuriko's slender waist with his strong arm. Hideo deeply kissed her lips that were looking up. Hideo's shaft that looks like it's about to burst is pressed against her inner thighs. His hand traces Yuriko's sweaty thigh and slowly pushes her legs open. And Hideo's waist was pressed against the center of it. It quickly pushed its way through the lily bushes and was about to break into the depths. Yuriko: "Ah..." Hideo: "Ngh..." The pure white light that makes the back of her head numb spreads behind her closed eyelids. Hideo didn't lay a finger on Yuriko's place, and made the first break-in with his own alter ego. It was so sudden that Yuriko had no idea what had happened. Maybe Hideo didn't even know. But it was an instinctive act. Hideo: "Mhg... Ahh... Hahhh..." "A-Are you alright, Yuriko... Does it hurt...?" Yuriko: "I-I'm fine... keep going..." Yuriko clung to Hideo's back, raised her eyebrows, and burst into tears, desperately suffering severe pain. It was a kind of pain that she had never experienced. A ripping pain erupting from a place she had never been conscious of before. However, this is undeniably proof that she accepted Hideo. Thinking that, the stronger the pain, the more Yuriko shivered with joy. Yuriko: "Hideo, please... keep going..." Hideo: "But..." Yuriko: "I want to feel all of you... I want to accept all of you inside of me...!" As if to inspire Hideo, who was hesitant to see Yuriko's expression of agony, Yuriko pressed her lips against Hideo's. She put strength into the fingers that held his back, trying to appeal to her firmness of will. Hideo: "A-ah... Alright..." "Mhn... Ahahh..." "I'm sorry... Yuriko..." Hideo hugged Yuriko tightly and pushed himself deeper inside her. ​ Yuriko: "Eek!" A heavy impact, like being hit in the back of the head, pierced Yuriko. There is no feeling, as if the base of her legs were numb. In an unconscious attempt to escape from the pain, her hips slide up. However, because Hideo was hugging her so tightly, she could barely move. Hideo: "Agh... Tsk, ahahh..." "Ha...ah, wow... It's tightening..." "If this keeps up, I think I'm about to come again..." Hideo's expression is also distorted as if he is in pain. Before long, Hideo's hips begin to wriggle, and Yuriko begins to shake strongly. Yuriko: "Oh...Agh, ah... Ha" Hideo: "Kugh, hahhh, ah, finally, we're one, ngh." "Agh, ah, amazing, ah, ha, I can't stop..." It feels like being hit by something huge. Yuriko frantically scratched Hideo's back, dispersing the pain. Hideo: "Mng! Agh, ha, ah, I love you, Yuriko, I love you..." Yuriko: "Hahhh, ah, me... me too, I love you too..." Hideo: "Ung, ah, hahhh, ah, I won't hand you over to anyone..." "You'll be... mine and mine alone..." Hideo's desperate and busy movements seemed to contain that straight and pure emotion. The passionate sincere words dominated Yuriko's heart and brought a feeling of ascension to heaven. Yuriko sees Hideo in her tear-blurred vision and tries hard to imprint that expression into her eyes. There is a sense of incongruity Yuriko wanted to try to get rid of. Yuriko: "Hideo... Could you take your glasses off...? Hideo: "Ah... B-But..." Yuriko: "I want to see Hideo's real face... Even though you took off your clothes, you're still wearing those..." When Yuriko pleaded so, Hideo reluctantly nodded after a brief silence. Hideo: "... If that's what you want..." Yuriko: "Thank you..." Yuriko gently removed the silver-rimmed glasses with her fingertips and placed them on the tatami next to the futon. She wrapped her palm around Hideo's bare cheeks and gazed at his face. Yuriko: "You look completely different without your glasses, Hideo..." Hideo: "Really...? I wouldn't know..." "But without glasses, I'm anxious... It's scary not to be able to see my own face clearly..." Yuriko: "There's nothing to worry about at all." Yuriko kissed Hideo's thin eyelids. Yuriko: "Hideo's face is beautiful ......Very pure, gentle, really beautiful." Hideo: "B-beautiful... That's not something you say to a man..." Yuriko: "That's not the case ......I just honestly thought of Hideo's face like that." I wonder if Hideo, who has a delicate and vulnerable heart, was protecting himself with those cold silver-rimmed glasses. As soon as he became a real face, Hideo's expression changed to a slightly softer, kinder look. Like a defenseless warrior after taking off his armor. Hideo: "You're the one who's truly beautiful, Yuriko..." "For me, you were too dazzling...I couldn't touch you for a long time...I thought you were an existence that I couldn't reach..." "But now you've swooped down into my arms...I don't want to let you go...!" Yuriko: "Then, don't let go." Yuriko wiped the sweat from Hideo's temples with her fingertips and rubbed the tip of her nose against Hideo's cheeks. Yuriko: “Even if it’s just this moment… don’t let me go…!” Hideo: "Ah... Yuriko...!" The four petals joined together and exchanged sweet, melting breaths. Hideo's tongue, which gently and delicately traces her gums and dentition, gradually gets hot due to Yuriko's slight gasp and turns into a beast-like one. Hideo: "Mgh... Aha... I love you... Ha..." Yuriko: "Hmg... Me too... hahh..." Hideo: "Agh, hahh... Ah.... Mhg..." The calm sea begins to move again. Hideo's hips bounced like springs, violently stirring Yuriko's insides. Strong pain strikes Yuriko again, but not as much as the first. The two meet as they embibe each other's lips, toward the final height. A seductive sweet fragrance rises from the skin of Yuriko. It mingled with the scent of their bodily fluids, wafting over the skin in a haunting odorous spirit. Hideo: "Ngh, agh, hahh, ah, ha." "Hagh, ah, I can't hold it anymore, ah, ha." Yuriko: "Aha, ah, ha, so deep, hahhh." Hideo: "Gagh, ah, hahh, ha." Perhaps Hideo's second climax is near, he moves more violently, forgetting himself, sucks Yuriko's cheeks, and bites the tip of her nose. Hideo: "Ngh, agh, hahh, Yuriko, ah, ha." "Hagh, aah, inside you..., agh, ha." Yuriko: "Ah, hah, come, Hideo, more, harder ..." Yuriko stirred Hideo's hair, put her nails on her back, and wrapped her legs around his waist. There is a slimy and sticky sound from their limb. Yuriko doesn't know what kind of condition there is now, but gradually she realizes that something different than pain, a hot and sweet sensation, is shaking her womb. Hideo: "Agh, hahh, so tight, ugh, ah." Yuriko: "Ntsu, ah, ah... H-Hideo, feels good, hahh..." Hideo: "R-Realy, hahh, ah, me too, it feel so good, ah." "Oh, oh, wow, already. I'm about to die, ah, hahh." Hideo shook his hips like a madman, hugging Yuriko's slender torso, and moaned with joy. Yuriko's body temperature jumps up, and the inside of her head becomes white and hazy. In a vague consciousness that seems to be fainting and not so, it rises badly. Yuriko: "Ah, yes, so good, Hideo, more, more..." Hideo: "Agh, haah, ah, like this? Does this feel good?" Yuriko: "Yes, yes! Hmg, ha, so hot, ha, ah..." Hideo: "Mng, agh, ah, if you keep squeezing like that, I, ah, hahh." "Haa... A-ah, I, can't hold it, any longer, ha, ah." "Ugh... Ahahh..." Yuriko: "Ah... Ha..." Their consciousness burst. It climbed to a height that could reach the sky, and was jumped up into a pure white world. Pushing deep into Yuriko, Hideo was successful. The forcible intrusion to the deepest part brought tears to her eyes, not knowing whether it was pain or pleasure, but Yuriko writhed at the shock and hugged Hideo tightly. Hideo shivered several times, then held Yuriko as it was, and remained still. The stickiness of the sweat made their skin absorb it, and it even felt that if they stayed together until morning, they would eventually become one. Before long, Hideo raised his face and murmured sorry while combing Yuriko's disheveled hair. ​ Hideo: "Yuriko... I'm sorry, it was probably a bit rough..." Yuriko: "Why are you apologizing? I'm happy about it..." Hideo: "But still... I wasn't exactly gentle." Yuriko: "You were plenty gentle.And I wanted to accept you as you are, Hideo. I'm happy you let me..." Hideo: "Yuriko..." Clarity hums in Hideo's eyes as he stares at Yuriko. Normally, it's hard to tell because Hideo always has his glasses on,, but his eyes are actually extremely gorgeous. Clear and pure, like the bottom of a blue lake. Tonight, it hits Yuriko for the first time why Hideo would choose to go to war. Hideo simply wanted to face everything head on. it's not in his nature to a coward or to stray from the path. Hideo must have been determined to deal with the situation the only way he knows how. In his mind, the punishment for betraying his entire family and choosing Yuriko would be to volunteer to be dispatched for the war. That's just how solid Hideo's resolution is. His strong wish to be together with her has compelled him to make that choice. His love is pure. So, so pure, to a fault. By making that decision, Hideo has made it clear that he is offering himself, body and soul, to her. Hideo: "... Will you wait for me, Yuriko?" Hideo says, his voice sounding distant and near at the same time like a dream, and it strikes Yuriko's heart in the most bittersweet way. Hideo: "I will return from the war alive, for you. So..." Yuriko: "Don't say it." Yuriko whispers, feeling the back of her eyes burn and her voice choked with unshed tears. Yuriko: "Don't say it... Just... Stay here with me until it gets dark...' Hideo: "... then, let me at least tell you one more thing." Yuriko: "... What?" Hideo: "From now on... We are husband and wife." Yuriko: "...!" Hideo: "You are my wife... And I am your husband...' "We are, right...?" Yuriko: "... Yes, of course, we are." Hot tears roll down her face and she realizes he's crying too. They bring their lips together for a long kiss. they rub their cheeks against the other, and they embrace... Seeking evidence that they're both alive and warm. There is no wedding ceremony or visit to city hall to register their family. Their words - their vows are the only things that bind them together as husband and wife. But somehow, the vows are enough. For the two of them, those vows are what they needed and more. Locked together in a solid and still embracing like a chrysalis, they spend the remaining hours inside the old inn's room basking in the light of the setting sun. Neither of them wants to speak about what's lying in wait for them in the future - about their terrible and cruel fate. They just want to stay there, letting their five senses drink in the other's presence. Hideo won't be gone for long. He will come home, alive, before she knows. Yuriko believes it like she believes the sky is blue. She doesn't want even a speck of doubt to plague her mind. Hideo will come back safely. It is a fact, and she refuses to believe in anything else. He once told Yuriko that she was strong. But he couldn't have been any further from the truth. She is not strong. Her environment is forcing her to be strong - to pretend to be strong. Her mask of strength will eventually crack over time. Without a goal and hope, she can't keep the mask on for long. Which is why Yuriko needs to believe that Hideo will return in one piece. Because if she doesn't, she would be rendered helpless. Unable to even stand on her feet, unable to even breathe. ~END~

Well the results are in! I’ll be translating Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou! \(@^0^@)/ It will take some time before I’ll be able to post the translations, so please be patient m( _ _ )m. In the meantime you can check out @koto-wari translation of Reimeiroku! (thank you @scarletfantasia​ for sharing this info (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) ) I hope you guys will give them some love. Thank you all so much for voting and you’ll hear from when the first chapter of Tenun is done!

Hello everyone, Artz here! Sinds I officially finished translating Chou no Doku, I'm planning to start a new project. So I'm ask you guy what you'd like to see the most! I have two games I'd like to translate: Hakuoki Reimeiroku AND Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou. Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou is essentially the sequel to “Hakuōki Shinkai: Ginsei no Shō” and Hakuōki Shinkai: Tsukikage no Shō” games, both of which were released previously on the Switch. This time, the story takes place in Kyoto, where the Shinsengumi were active in the past, and spins the story of their youth and memories that were not depicted in the main story, including incidents of various sizes that are recounted along with the events of the four seasons. It is a relatively short game so it won't take super long to translate. Hakuoki Reimeiroku is prequel to the Hakouki series that follows the story of Ibuki and his life with the Roshigumi. This game is a lot longer than Tenun no Shou and in the Switch version they added some extra side stories. So depending how interested you guys are, I can translate the whole game (which will take a long time) or only translate the side stories and maybe the endings as well. And so here I ask what interested you guys the most! Until the end of march this poll will be open and I will begin translating the most voted project. BUT DON'T WORRY! I have three translations planned for the coming weeks so you won't be left with nothing to look forward to ☆⌒(*＾-゜)v The next translation will be up on the 23rd or 24th! For those wondering why I haven't translated ALL Chou no Doku sexy scene, here is some explanation. The scenes that I didn't translate are ether practically the same as in the english version of the game OR are really short and don't really add anything to the game. I don't have enough storage in my website folder for anymore video's (ˉ▽ˉ；)...