Prologue ‘Overture’ Chapter of Hoji
Pouring rain.
Despite activating the windshield wipers, the vision remained muddled.
It was pitch black all around.
The car was traveling between the forests.
The gasoline is almost burned out. The dashboard was pointing at zero from just before. It’s the only time I’ll envy the guys with cell phones.
The engine sounded relentlessly stopped and it looked like there wasn’t a drop of gas left. If only I had refueled at the gas station I passed an hour ago. I thought I wouldn’t get lost in the mountains and it wouldn’t hurt to refuel later, but I was wrong.
Bored with my thoughts, I looked out the window of the parked car to see as far as I could see. Then I saw a faint light up ahead.
With my mind made up, I reached down, opened the car door, and dashed into the pattering rain, running toward the lights.
At least borrow a phone from them, and maybe get lucky and be able to borrow it for a night.
After sleeping in the car for a week straight, my whole body was aching.
It would have been nice to drive a van or RV, resting in a minivan makes it impossible to stretch out painfully.
I know it’s easier to travel out and about in a van.
I just hate big cars though.
Ever since my older brother died in a car accident two years ago, I’ve become afraid of cars.
I didn’t dare to drive a regular vehicle until recently. Shortly after my older brother died, I had the urge to throw up whenever I drove or rode the bus.
Not resisting the ride means spiritual healing… I think this little trip probably meant something like that?
I thought as I ran towards the lights.
The source of the lights was a family home.
Might as well be someone’s villa to give a sense of isolation.
In the faint light of day, the heavier and heavier rain hit me hesitantly.
Even back in the car, things weren’t going to get any better. But staying here, just being drenched by the rain and occupied by restlessness, wouldn’t get us halfway there.
At this point in time, there is no other way out.
I made up my mind to stand in front of the door and ring the doorbell.
“May I ask that person?”
The young woman’s voice came over the intercom immediately, and I was more or less relieved to hear it.
“I’m sorry to bother you so late, I’m a drive-by traveler.”
“Whoa?”
“I’m lost and the car is out of gas…”
“This…”
Imagine her at a loss for words on the other end of the intercom. At this rate, I’m afraid I’m going to get a closed door.
I added anxiously.
“If I can get some gasoline that’s fine too.”
The other person heard my request and suddenly said something that made me incredulous.
“I… our car…”
“What? You mean…”
Hearing the other person’s tone seemed apologetic, I couldn’t help but ask a question in return. I could sense that the other party had no reason to lie and reject me.
“Uh… don’t go through the intercom, please come in!”
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she cut the intercom. I stood staring at the entrance porch in the growing rain, waiting for someone to open the door.
It didn’t take long for the door to open. I looked toward the door as if saluting and was met by two women.
“┅There are only two young ladies in the house?”
“Uh, yeah.”
I asked, only to have them reply that there were only two young women living in the house.
One of the people standing in front of me now is the girl I just talked to over the intercom, “Miroku Kihara”.
The other young girl with an innocent look was the owner of the villa, Yayoi Shakamoto.
When I asked them, I found out they didn’t have a car. I guess neither one of them had a driver’s license?
“Come in.”
“Ah, thanks.”
A steaming cup of coffee was brought to me, and I took it with both hands, passing it to my lips and taking a sip.
“┅Hot and fragrant! No, I should say thank you for being willing to help me!”
Cheered up by an enema of hot coffee, I began to pay attention to the room I was in.
“Excuse me, don’t they have a TV in here?”
“Yes, it was the instruction of our master, the lady’s father, who explained not to place anything that the lady did not need.”
“Unwanted things? Let’s say…”
“Let’s say, TV, radio, and of course no phone…”
No phone? That hurts. But do they live without problems? I ask all kinds of questions.
“Doesn’t it seem inconvenient to have no phone or car?”
“It’s okay! It’s because His Lordship’s secretary, Iida Koda, delivers all kinds of livelihood supplies once a month.
”
“Whoa? I see.”
From the beginning of the fight, Shakamoto didn’t say a word.
Occasionally she glances at me, but shyly lowers her head. Is she afraid of being born?
I don’t know if I noticed my gaze turning toward Shakamoto, but Kihara started to explain. It seemed like he was trying to distract me.
“Because the lady doesn’t often see outsiders…”
“What? What does that say?”
“This…”
Kimihara hesitated, turning his eyes to Shakamoto. Facing Kihara’s questioning gaze, Shakamoto nodded gently.
“The thing is, ever since the lady’s car accident, whenever she goes out she gets allergy-like symptoms. That’s why she’s staying in this place away from people, recuperating quietly.”
Hearing Kihara’s explanation, I felt a wonderful affinity for Shakamoto. She and I share a fear of cars.
Honestly, in a way my brother was the object of my admiration, and ever since his death in a car accident, I’ve tried to avoid hitchhiking.
Even now, after graduating from college and being employed and having to go out by car, I try to avoid large vehicles.
As far as I’m concerned, I really can’t treat Shakamoto, who is afraid to go out due to the car accident, as an outsider.
Mindful of Shakamoto’s feelings, I decided to divert the conversation from the car-related topic. As for gasoline, I had to borrow it from the lady named Miss Iida.
I digress and ask about Kibara.
“So, Ms. Kihara why are you here?”
“Me? I’m staying here to take care of Miss.”
“Does, does every generation do something here?”
“Yes, my mom and dad were both taken care of by the Ruler’s family.”
I was just asking casually, but Kihara answered seriously.
She talks about herself, ruler of the house.
When she mentioned Miss, or Shakamoto, Kihara’s tone was incredibly enthusiastic. I can appreciate her pride in the Shakamoto family and her loyalty in serving Miss Shakamoto.
After a lot of talking and time passing quickly, I realized that the rain outside was much lighter. So I was going to say goodbye to that and head back to the car.
“I should get going. Thanks for the coffee.”
I said, getting up from my chair, and Kihara stared at me unexpectedly, staring back at me strangely.
“Why so sudden?”
“There are only two ladies staying here, so it’s really not convenient to ask for a sleepover.”
“Huh? Whoa! That’s true. But didn’t you run out of gas?”
“It’s only one night, it doesn’t matter!”
After I finished getting up, I realized I had forgotten to ask something important.
“May I ask when that Ms. Iida will be here?”
“Another week or so!”
“A week? If it’s convenient, can I get food?”
Taking time off from work has become imperative.
But if you don’t eat or drink for a week, I’m afraid you’ll starve to death.
The worst thing in mind was to at least beg for some water.
But the answer I got from the other side was unexpected.
“┅In fact, in addition to the food, you’re welcome to stay!”
Shakamoto opened her mouth in invitation as if she had gone out of her way. I was startled by her sudden strong tone and turned to face Shakamoto.
“Is it convenient?”
“┅Convenient, oh no, I should say please have the honor to stay.”
In the face of Shakamoto’s hesitant reply, I was instantly impressed.
“Thanks, then I’ll get my clothes from the car.”
“Don’t, don’t say that, you’re too kind…”
I smiled as I gazed at her, and Shakamoto hung her head like she didn’t know what she was whispering, her fingers intertwined. Her look was so amusing that I couldn’t help but stare at her.
…I was here as a diner and a week had passed.
Between the week, the two girls and I bonded well. Mostly calling Ms. Kihara by her first name, Miroku.
Yayoi also addresses me as ‘big brother’.
Honestly, I don’t want her to think of me as a ‘big brother’, but rather as a man, and that’s not a bad relationship!
I haven’t done anything for a few days, and my body is raw .
I asked Yayoi to let me clean the entrance vestibule.
On this day as I was sweeping the entryway vestibule, a bright red Mercedes pulled up in front of me. I could see my little car, which had run out of gas and broken down, was covered in dust.
As I looked out over my car, a lady stepped out of the bimmer. When she saw me, she frowned for a moment and then began to look around.
I felt the lady’s unsuspecting gaze and asked with trepidation.
“Excuse me, who are you?”
Upon hearing my question, the lady instantly glared at me with almond eyes and yelled at me.
“I am the chief administrator of this household! Who do you think you are? Why are you cleaning up after all this filth? Where’s Miru?”
The lady enunciated a succession of pressing questions.
As I was shocked at her aura, Miroku rushed out of it as if she was rolling.
“Ii, Ms. Iida! I’m terribly sorry, I was the one who left him to stay!”
In front of this lady, Miru was facing a supervisor, who heard Miru’s words and replied to her in an accusatory tone.
“You? What are you thinking? This is the lady’s house… don’t you understand?”
“Yes, I was wrong… I’m very sorry…”
The usual rapture was overshadowed, and like a frog glared at by a snake, Miroku hunched her shoulders and hung her head.
“Hmph, forget it. Miroku, you can tell me these things slowly later. Why don’t you move your luggage in first!”
“Okay…”
I approached Mireu, who was in a state of frustration, and whispered to her.
“Miroku, I’m sorry. Let me carry the luggage as a way to make amends!”
“Oh, yes…”
The lady probably heard me and countered with an enunciation that utterly denied my existence.
“Yeah, that’s more like it!”
I carried my bags, a little angry in my mind at the lady for looking down on me.
Then I questioned Miroku very quietly so that the lady wouldn’t hear.
“Does that guy do that a lot?”
“Eh, yes… because I often do wrong and always get scolded by her.”
Miroku mumbled a reply with a listless look.
“Don’t take it to heart! Ignore her, ignore her.”
I helped Miroku cheer him on as I carried the luggage.
It is indeed a chore to move a month’s worth of food and daily consumables all at once.
“Do you often move alone?”
“Yeah, sorry to make you help me.”
“It’s a small thing, don’t mention it!”
One by one, I moved food and groceries into the house.
Because the lady didn’t move, Miroku and I were the only two people who were busy going in and out, and we were exhausted.
When the stuff was almost moved, the lady asked me about it.
“By the way, I don’t know what your name is! What’s your name?”
“┅My name is Koji, Koji Nanda.”
“Huh? Could it be…?”
Not knowing what about my name caught her attention, the lady stared at my face again. Despite her imposing presence, she couldn’t help but return the question.
“Why… what’s wrong?”
“How many brothers do you have?”
I felt a little uneasy in the face of this lady’s sudden interest.
Again? Again?
“┅I have a brother.”
She chose her phrases slowly and deliberately as she opened her mouth to speak.
“┅Maybe．Please don’t be offended if I’m wrong．Is your brother’s name Jinichi?”
As she expected, my brother’s name is Jinichi.
Ever since I was a child, I have not been able to beat my big brother at any one thing.
Reading or sports, even in college my brother did better than me.
It was like that when I was a kid, and it was the same when I grew up; I was always compared to my brother, and I was always stepped on by him.
…but he died in a car accident two years ago.
I suppressed my uneasy self in my heart, swallowed and moistened my dry mouth before asking a gentle rhetorical question.
“Yeah, do you know him?”
“┅He blocked the approaching car with his own body to protect the lady who was about to crash… I don’t think you’ve forgotten, have you?”
“！！”
The words hit me like a bolt from the blue.
The kindness that Yayoi showed turned out to be not for me, but because I was in the shadow of Big Brother!
Big Brother is an idol I adore and strive for.
In my mind’s eye, Big Brother’s figure had faded away.
He’s not here anymore…
But the wounds in my heart are still not healed, and indeed there are still scars.
Is it true that I can’t win against Big Brother?
┅In an instant, something erupted inside me.
“In that case, it’s a different story. You can stay as long as you want! I’m Shizuka Iida.
, is also the chief secretary of the Shakamoto family. Please give me more guidance!”
She held out her hand when she finished speaking, and I just looked at it in silence, feeling the murky currents that drove my ego come up.
They trust me because of my brother’s good deeds. Can’t I spoil my brother’s reputation with my actions?
The impulse to rebel sprouted within me.
I want to violate, trash, and tear down Big Brother’s admirers.
For the first time, I realized that by completely destroying these two innocent young girls, I would be able to surpass my big brother.
I thought in a daze, then returned the outstretched jade hand.
“┅Take this place as your home and do whatever pleases you! Thanks to your brother, the young lady is safe and sound.”
Shizuka’s words invaded my ears in a semi-frantic manner, the distorted voice echoing in and out.
”As long as you like, Yayoi and Miroku are at your mercy!”
The meal that day was better than ever.
“Wow! What’s the big deal about eating so well today?”
Yayoi didn’t ignore my stunned whisper as she replied with a smile.
“Whenever Ms. Iida comes, there’s sashimi to eat, yo!”
Yayoi said, turning his eyes to Shizuka. Shizuka ignored Yayoi’s gaze and just silently served the dish into her mouth.
“It’s because she’s bringing us food! Usually we only get ham or bacon.”
I hadn’t noticed until she said it, but most of what I usually eat, while not exactly dry, is food that has been preserved for a longer period of time.
I nodded in agreement.
“I see, that’s true miles after hearing you say that! Whoever taught Miroku to cook so well, I didn’t even realize it!”
“It’s not just Miroku who can do it, I can do it too!”
Yayoi spoke out in retort as if defiantly Si.
“Haha, really?”
I tried to be cheerful with my smile.
I who just heard the truth from Shizuka’s mouth didn’t mind it at all, and I was even a bit angry at their attitude.
Big Brother would definitely say this, and Big Brother would probably do this… I decided to conform my behavior to Big Brother’s pattern.
And Yayoi, who had been saved by Big Brother, must have been looking forward to seeing…
That thought gradually discredited me.
“Big brother, what’s wrong with you? Something’s not right today.”
Yayoi probably sensed what I was thinking! She asked me worriedly.
I replied with a small wave of my hand.
“It’s okay, don’t worry!”
“Is that so? That’s good… If the corn is too spicy, say so! Or do you want to take some medicine?”
“Okay, thanks!”
I smiled my thanks and nodded a little, and Yayoi suddenly blushed. Seeing her look, I was even more convinced.
That brat really didn’t have eyes for me, she had eyes for my brother.
I no longer see her attitude as being favorable to someone she’s never met.
After dinner, three people including me stood in front of the house. Yayoi remained at home. She couldn’t even stay at the door, so it was obvious that the situation was serious.
“I’m off, Miroku, the lady is in your hands.”
“Yes, I understand.”
In what was probably her usual greeting, Shizuka got into the car while giving orders to Miroku, who replied with a deep bow.
After that, Shizuka added another sentence as if she remembered something.
“By the way, remember to take care of him!”
“┅Trouble you, Miru.”
Following Shizuka’s words, I smiled and nodded gently at Miroku.
I don’t think she noticed the animalistic nature implied in my words. Shizuka’s bright red bimbo slid out silently and disappeared into the darkness.
…Brother, you’re very good, I’m not as good as you, but…
But I have things I can do!
I mumbled something under my breath as I eyed the back of the Mercedes.
Chapter 1: The ‘Leopard Change’ Haoji Chapter
Next Morning.
Yesterday I felt the sunrise was soothing and pleasant, but today it was a different story.
One thing affects my mood and changes my perspective on things, and I get agitated about it.
As I stood at the vanity and washed my face with clear, cold water, the evil impulse that raged up from the dark places of my heart made me leap to imagine the future.
It wasn’t me per se that they were looking at, but the shadow of my big brother on them. Breaking this false image is probably the greatest revenge I can do, right?
Yayoi, who looked up to me as her big brother, must have also seen her big brother’s shadow in me, the shadow of the big brother who had once saved her from the brink of death.
In that case…
The consequences of fooling me will be punished.
That’s why I had to enlist the duo of Miroku and Shizuka.
Yes, I’m going to completely dominate Miroku until the next time Shizuka visits!
When Jing Xiang comes here, if I can tame Jing Xiang at the same time, then I will have no enemies in the mountain villa.
That way, it would be easy to get rid of Yayoi…
I wiped my face dry, burying the evil urges that kept welling up deep in my heart, and walked to the dining room.
When I came to the dining room, breakfast was ready.
On the table was toast for three, that is, Yayoi, Miroku, and me with the bubbling milk and goat butter egg soup.
When Miroku saw me coming out of the washroom, probably because of what Shizuka told her yesterday, she was more polite in the way she asked me.
“Ah, Hiroshi, could you please wake up the lady?”
“Wow, yeah!”
I immediately obliged.
It would be bad if you hesitated about such a sought-after benefit, causing Miroku to have extra doubts.
However, Miroku’s words were like asking a wolf to take care of a little lamb.
Trying to suppress the evil grin that churned in my heart, I left the sitting room. I picked my way up the stairs with deliberate slowness, finally stopping at the doorway of Yayoi’s room.
I soothed my violently beating heart and knocked twice on the door. A soft grunt sounded, but it was quiet inside.
But I’m not worried about the lack of response inside.
I quietly took hold of the door handle and turned it with ease.
Click, a slight metallic sound sounded, and the door handle turned. With the sound of rubbing against the boards, the door opened.
I walked into the room, one step, two steps. Yayoi, sleeping on the bed, had not yet awakened. I crept closer to her bed and gazed at Yayoi’s sleeping face.
That’s a lot of sleep.
Yesterday’s me might have found her sleepy face incredibly cute.
But I won’t fall for it again.
Because behind this angelic face is actually deceiving me, calculating me, and keeping me around to satisfy his own hypocrisy.
I put my hand on my chest and took a soft, deep breath. I step forward slowly, without waking Yayoi, and stand at the edge of her bed.
“Zee.”
Suddenly there was a heavy sound, which turned out to be the bed frame creaking.
“Mmm…”
A faint moan escaped Yayoi’s lips. In order to collect my mind, I once again took a small enclosure of deep breaths, and then raised my voice to call out to the still sleepy Yayoi.
“Yayoi, it’s dawn!”
Saying that, I pulled up the quilt wrapped around Yayoi’s body with a single enunciation.
It seemed to me that the conservative pink pajamas she was wearing were enough to shield her figure, but after yesterday’s turnover, they had long since been disorganized. Yayoi’s small white pattered belly that hadn’t been in the sun was exposed.
“Um… I have to sleep…”
Her eyes were sleepy, her mouth was chattering about something, and her white pattering belly caught my eye as I continued.
“Yayoi, breakfast is ready, hurry up and get up!”
Yayoi slowly got up, her nightgown, rolled up into a ball, draped down smoothly, covering her white skin. I smiled at Yayoi, who was rubbing her eyes, and waited quietly for her to open them.
“Ah… Brother, good morning…”
“Good morning, are you really awake?”
“Mmm…”
I took Yayoi, who had a hard time getting up, out of the room and headed for the sitting room.
It seems like it’s only been a while, and the food on the table is still warm.
“I woke her up.”
“Thanks, because I just couldn’t spare the time.”
Miroku said, removing the sausages from the pan and lining them up on a plate. I walked Yayoi to the washroom, then returned to the table.
“It’s good that Koji is here, even if something happens, I’m not afraid.”
Miroku put the pot back in the kitchen and took his own seat before looking at me.
Fortunately, she doesn’t know what’s going on inside me.
“Good morning everyone! Big brother, Miroku, let’s get started!”
Yayoi washed his face, much more sober, and the three of them ate around the table piece by piece.
The sausage and milk and suet egg soup were moderately salty and really didn’t taste bad.
While I served the food into my mouth, I pondered how I could corral Miroku for the purpose of destroying Yayoi.
“┅What’s wrong? You have a bitter face?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Miroku peeked at me, and I raised my head, gently waving my hand to show that I was fine. I’m afraid that evil has surfaced on my face, right?
If she sees through my thoughts, then the future of my life… Yes, there will definitely be obstacles in my life.
Getting out of the scene as quickly as possible is the best policy, so I thought, and I couldn’t help but speed up the movements of my hands slightly.
“Brother… are you running a fever?”
Yayoi stared at my face with a look of heartfelt concern. I replied with a quick wave of my hand, my conscience feeling more or less caustic.
“I’m full. It’s nothing, I’d better get some sleep.”
“Does it really not matter?”
Yayoi asked me still worried. It’s just that her voice is nothing more than an irritant to my sadistic mind.
I said as I got up from my chair, barely squeezing out a fake smile before looking the duo in the face.
“Just a little tired, sleep will make it peaceful.”
The two’s worried eyes traveled over me.
Feeling bad about myself, I eased forward calmly, ignoring them, and opened the door to the hall.
“┅You need to get some rest!”
“Do you want a doctor to take a look at you?”
Both of them were vocal about missing me.
I shook my head silently and walked out. Then I walked up the stairs and finally came to the doorway of my room.
I opened the door to my room and walked in, laying on the bed with my whole body.
The bright rays of the sunrise burned my eyes. To block out the light, I pulled the covers over my head and forced myself to sleep.
The phone’s ringing…? Phone? …Alas, I can’t answer it without answering it.
“Hey, that one?”
Who was the one who answered?
…I’m not the one who’s talking?
It was no one else on the other end of the line, it was the voice of his big brother.
“Ah, big brother, what’s up? Calling so late.”
“I’m just now free to type because I’m working late. How’s it going? How have you been?”
Even though I was already a college student, big brother was big brother, I was his little brother, and he would always call me from work once in a while.
“┅Oh, that’s good, everything’s fine.”
I answered him coldly. That’s how we brothers often have our conversations.
“Yes? That’s good… If there’s something wrong, say so!”
The voice coming from the other end of the receiver gives you a feeling of trustworthiness, and when you listen to it, you feel much more at ease.
“Wow, I’m fine.”
Hearing me say this, the elder brother relieved like a sigh of relief.
The two exchanged some greetings and then hung up. Even though there were some arguments, in the end, the two were blood brothers and he was the irreplaceable big brother.
I shook my head and jumped up. The hair that clung to my forehead was cascading annoyingly, obscuring my vision.
Why do you dream that kind of dream?
As things stand now, Big Brother has become for me the object of never enough hate.
It was indeed a great bond when I was a child, but in a way that wasn’t as obvious to me, my feelings for my elder brother faded… My thoughts fell into tiresome memories.
When I graduated from college, I was already estranged from my big brother, but neither of us did it on purpose. No, I’m afraid I avoided Big Brother a bit more!
With such a relationship, when I heard the news that my older brother had been hit by a car, it didn’t come as too much of a shock.
┅No, maybe I was simply estranged from Big Brother, I guess. It never occurred to me that a Big Brother like that could die because he was hit by a car. Or you could say that Big Brother was like Superman in my eyes.
In any case, I’m really afraid of cars because of my big brother’s car accident.
Ironically, even the owner of the house where I stayed was the person directly connected to Big Brother’s death – the person Big Brother stood up to protect.
Although I can’t completely win over the dead, the only way I can surpass Big Brother is to trample on his admirers and bring them under my domination one by one.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it and suddenly looked out the window, only to realize that it was dark outside and it wouldn’t be long before nightfall.
A smile tugged at my lips. This family rested early, almost in bed around dusk. Until then, I did enjoy this healthy life.
But that’s as far as it goes. I don’t intend to stay in this false sleep made of hypocrisy forever.
I got up from the bed, stood up, and slowly pulled the door open. The doorway creaked with a muffled dull sound.
…starting with Miroku first. To destroy Yayoi, I must…
I suppressed the black exuberance under my belly and tiptoed noiselessly out into the hallway.
At this time today, it would be bad if Yayoi found out.
I slowly marched towards today’s prey, the room where Miroku was resting.
“Zee, zee.”
Each footstep rang with a marvelous noise, and even his own breathing sounded noisy.
I couldn’t help but worry about Miroku, who should have fallen asleep on the other side of the door without realizing I was coming, and whether she would hear me.
Soon, I stopped at the doorway of Miroku’s room.
I stood still and adjusted my breathing again. What should I do next?
I rehearse it again in my head. Once you open this door, there’s no turning back. Absolutely no failure allowed!
I made up my mind and raised my hand to knock on the door.
“Knock, knock.”
The clear voice matches my heart perfectly.
If she doesn’t come out, I’ll go in. I thought carefully and stared at the doorway without letting go, only to have Miroku’s voice come from inside the door.
“Who?”
A snicker rumbled deep in his throat.
Since Miroku, who had cleaned up after dinner, had already returned to his room, it was assumed that Yayoi had gone back to his dormitory as well.
Thankfully, the villa was built quite solidly, and it was not right next to Yayoi’s room, which was separated from the guest room where I was resting. If I don’t make a lot of noise, I don’t have to worry about Yayoi hearing me.
I lowered my voice and replied, “I’m sorry Miroku, it’s me.”
The door opened a crack and I saw Miroku’s worried look.
“What’s wrong with you? I didn’t see you at dinner either…”
I suppressed the evil grin that was almost leaking out of my mouth and blushed oddly as I picked up.
“Nothing… I slept until just now. Still, it’s not quite right.”
She probably believed my lies…
Actually, the first half of that was more of a fact than a falsehood, as Miroku opened the door a little wider and looked at me with worried eyes.
“Does it matter?”
Miroku’s voice was full of unease.
I don’t know if this girl is suspicious of others or if she trusts me… I’m afraid the latter is more of an issue!
But it is certain that the “I am the brother of my elder brother” card helped me. To them, I was simply a traveler, and there was nothing that they could not trust.
She greeted me with worry and opened the door especially for my visit at a time when she should normally be in bed, all because they trust and adore my elder brother.
The only thing they know about me, and the only thing they know about me, is that Big Brother once saved Yayoi’s life.
I merely conveyed a message of ‘I am the brother of Yayoi’s savior’.
They believe me on this matter alone, all because of their worship of Big Brother.
I pressed down the abusive intent that welled up along with my anger, and said with my voice lowered to a whisper.
“I… I have something to say to you.”
Miroku hesitated for a moment and calmly opened his mouth.
“┅Come in.”
She said, opening the door, and to make it easier for me to pass, she stood away from the door and invited me into the room.
Following me, I felt strongly that Miroku was fooling me with his hands and all the care he showed me.
I could feel the evil thoughts in my belly, rolling and boiling over.
…and so the banquet began.
I want her to regret lying to me…
I murmured darkly to myself, my gaze vaguely hiding madness, and stepped into her room with a strangely slow expression.
Chapter 2 ‘Scattered Flowers’ Chapter of the Beautiful Flow
On this day, Hiroshi didn’t come over for dinner.
Dinner for two with the lady would have been taken for granted a week ago, but now it felt tedious.
The lady did the same, and the master and servant barely talked, just silently serving the dishes into their mouths.
The no-longer-smoldering soup trays looked at us grudgingly from the unoccupied seats.
“Miss…?”
I called out urgently to the lady, pulling back my chair and standing up.
After dinner it was time for a bath. The bathroom in this house was so large that there was plenty of room for both master and servant to take a bath together, while at the same time doing their business as a matter of course.
As usual, I went into the bathroom first.
After testing the temperature of the water, he opened his mouth to call the lady.
“The water’s running, ma’am!”
The lady stepped quietly into the bathroom, as if in response to my greeting.
I handed the hand bucket spooned full of water to the lady, who took it and drenched it over her shoulder.
She then used the second hand bucket she had received to rinse off the easily soiled area between her feet before stepping into the bath.
While the lady was soaking in the bath, I quickly washed the dirt off myself.
When she was almost done, the lady stepped out of the bath and sat on the short bath stool.
I took an appropriate amount of lotion, lathered it well in my hands, and washed her soft and shiny hair as if I were combing it.
Since it wasn’t too dirty, the delicate lather wrapped around the lady’s head as usual.
“┅Big brother, is he all right?”
The lady mumbled under her breath.
“Nothing!”
I replied, slowly massaging my scalp without seeing my hand stop.
I also noticed that Hiroshi’s appearance had changed strangely after I moved my bags yesterday.
However, it did not feel like he was suffering from a serious illness at the time, and he was sleeping comfortably when I visited him in his room before dinner.
I say this, more or less, in the hope of stabilizing the young lady’s troubled heart.
“¡But… it’s the first time he hasn’t come to dinner!”
The lady turned her head over to look at me as she said it.
Her eyes misted, probably from the shampoo?
A smile piled up on my face and I extended the bucket I held in my hand to the lady.
With a grudging look on her face, the lady turned to the mirror, her back to me.
“Nothing!”
I repeat the same sentence.
Then as if to wash away the uneasiness that lingered in my own mind, I slowly, carefully, poured the warm water over the lady’s head to wash away the foam.
“┅Washed!”
“Mmm…”
I face the lady’s uneasy face and sink myself into the bath. In the warm water, all I could think about was Koji.
Should I wake him up tomorrow? …
I’d rather call him…
But what if it gets worse because of that?
The more I thought about it, the worse it got, and it kept going to the bad side, like a small stone rolling down the end of a mountain, an ominous feeling stuffing the whole imagination.
What pulled me back from the world of imagination to reality was the voice of Ms.
“┅Miryu, rub my back!”
“Wow, yes!”
I’ve been addicted to imagery for what seems like a long time.
The lady stared at me inexplicably.
I hastily got up from the bath and walked around behind the lady.
“I want to wash Ro!”
“Eh.”
I gently and carefully scrubbed the lady’s snowy white skin.
The white lather of the cleansing soap bakes the lady’s skin, and the contrast between white and white teaches the eyes to light up.
After rubbing them all together, I drew warm water from a bucket and poured it over the lady.
The white foam dissolved by the warm water flowed down, and what appeared on the heel was cleaner and more beautiful skin.
“Miss, it’s washed.”
I finished and left the bathroom first as if leading the way.
I dried off in the changing area and put on a clean uniform.
This garment was worn as evening wear after I took off my apron, and was often worn to bed.
The lady came out and I handed her the towel before heading for the sitting room.
I have to prepare mineral water for the lady to drink after her bath. This is my last job of the day.
I put the glass on the table and took the mineral water out of the fridge. Miss, who had changed into a lovely light pink nightgown, came into the sitting room and sat at the table. I offered her a glass of mineral water and the lady drank it slowly.
“Good night.”
When the lady finished, she walked out of the sitting room.
After I finished washing the cups in the sink and put them back in the cupboard, I too walked out of the sitting room and went back to my room.
When I returned to my room, there was still a bit of light outside the window.
Although I usually go to bed early, today was especially early.
Koji was away, and the lady was listless.
Even I…
I flexed my fingers and counted the days since Hiroshi had been here, less than ten.
In such a short time, could it be that I’m already obsessed with Hiroshi?
I know it’s a little early to go to bed, but there’s not much to do. I collapsed onto my bed and looked up at the ceiling, closing my eyes gently.
“Knock, knock!”
I was awakened by a muffled knock on the door.
It was almost total darkness outside the window and I think I slept for maybe half an hour or an hour?
I approached the door while keeping an eye out not to fall in the dark room.
I flipped the light switch by the door and looked at the clock hanging in the room, and it turned out to be almost midnight.
Probably Hoji!
Knocking at this time of night…
Are you here for the medicine? Or…
No, not at all! I thought as I approached the door to probe.
“Who?”
Through the thick door panel, the other person’s voice was almost too small to be heard. As expected, it was Koji’s voice.
“I’m sorry Miroku, it’s me.”
Hearing his agonized voice, I couldn’t help but grip the doorknob and slowly open the door and say.
“What’s wrong with you? I didn’t see you at dinner either…”
Koji didn’t answer me, he just spoke with a strange expression.
“I… I have something to say to you .”
Listening to him talk like that, he doesn’t mind if it’s a lie.
The fact that he was avoiding people and knocking on the door so late in the evening must mean he had something important to say.
“┅Come in.”
I so replied and opened the door.
Hiroshi entered my room through the open doorway.
Seeing his hard face, I couldn’t help but open my mouth and ask again.
“Still not feeling well?”
With that, I put my palm on Hiroshi’s forehead and touched my own.
You don’t seem to have a fever!
I continued somewhat reassuringly.
“Although there was no fever…”
Before I could finish my words, they were overshadowed by Hiroshi’s words.
“I have an idea.”
“Thoughts?”
What does he have in mind?
At this point I sprang up with a bad feeling and quickly realized that my hunch was spot on.
Hearing me ask, Koji nodded calmly, then his low, husky voice that sounded like rocks rubbing together spoke ghastly words.
“Yeah, what to do to get Yayoi?”
“What!?”
I was so surprised I lost my voice.
No…?
I couldn’t believe it… and I didn’t want to believe it… I felt like the sky was spinning for a moment.
Getting Yayoi…
He wanted to rape the lady… That’s what Ho said. So he came to my room before putting it into practice.
Is he going to tell me to turn a blind eye?
How could I sit back and do nothing when the busy master had instructed me to take good care of Miss Iida who was alone while she was away!
That should be clear to Hoji.
Why? Why did Hiroshi come to my room?
As long as it was late at night and the lady and I were both asleep, I wouldn’t have noticed him sneaking into the lady’s room quietly…
Does it mean that I, who initially invited Hiroshi in, must be held responsible?
Koji’s icy voice chased after me, who was full of confusion.
“Why all the fuss. I certainly didn’t come to your room for this… you should know that, right?”
He said, keeping his lustful gaze on my body.
Like a frog being watched by a poisonous snake, I couldn’t help but cower, wrapping my arms around my body to block Hiroshi’s impudent sight.
An impish smile I hadn’t seen before spread across Koji’s face. I pushed down the trepidation in my heart and asked in as low a voice as I could.
“So… what do you want?”
Hearing me ask, Hiroshi’s smile bloomed even wider.
Where’s the old gentle Hiroshi?
I could only wait quietly for Hou Houji’s reply.
“Hehehe… I’m here to discuss this with you… put it this way you understand, right? It’s to ask you to be my date instead of Yayoi.”
Hearing Koji’s words, I felt a darkness in front of me.
…as I expected.
It’s really not good to be in my room this late today.
My legs weakened and I sat down on the spot.
“I…”
The sound that escaped from his lips couldn’t be spelled out as a sentence because he was so surprised.
All I could do was open my mouth like a goldfish.
Soon, after I had calmed down a bit, Hiroshi saw it and asked me again.
“What do you think?”
I lowered my eyes and didn’t look at Hiroshi when I answered.
“I… I… as your subject… please let the lady go…”
The sound that came out of his mouth sounded to my ears like a shiver, thin and helpless.
Koji nodded his head at that, and leaned in close to whisper in my ear like he was telling a little doll.
“Then it’s up to you, understand?”
In the face of unbelievable developments, I knew I could only be calm about it.
“Min… understand.”
I replied in a small voice and then looked at Hiroshi.
Hiroshi had already pulled down the zipper of his pants as if he was satisfied before I looked at him.
Revealing that ugly, bucking contraption.
“Oh my God!”
I couldn’t help but exclaim, my hands resuming over my face.
I peered through my quivering fingers, and the symbol of masculinity, which could only be called a murder weapon, swelled considerably and twitched slightly.
Hiroshi seemed to notice that I was looking at his dick, and he flashed a small evil grin as he approached my side before crouching down and then ordering me in a whisper.
“Come on, say hello first. Contain it!”
Hearing this command was unimaginable to me, who possessed some general knowledge of men and women, but had no actual experience with men.
What’s the difference between doing that and being a whore?
I want to.
“Shall I… shall I… eat… this?”
I mumbled something, but realized that somewhere inside I was very thirsty to be so.
The dazed part of me obeyed Koji and slowly crawled towards him, gently holding the thing in my hand.
Koji nodded slightly, then sat down on the bed. I crawled closer to the bed and once again took the crimson throbbing contraption in my hands.
“That’s right, give me a good licking.”
“¡ÓGood. Good¡Ó
When I got close to Koji’s dick, the characteristic male fishy odor came from above.
Hiroshi hasn’t showered yet today, that’s why he still has his body odor, isn’t it?
┅No, I can’t keep thinking about that.
Seeing me pogoing around, Koji’s icy eyes were glaring at me.
I know that it doesn’t help to keep looking at things as they are.
With painful determination, I gently opened my mouth and kissed Hiroshi’s one.
My first kiss was for a man’s penis…
While I was fuming over such a tragic encounter, Hiroshi’s one actually shivered a tiny bit. Surprised, I opened my mouth a little wider and finally took in Koji’s one.
The one that filled my enclosure, the male stench that I had smelled just moments before, could now actually taste it.
I held back the tears that filled my eyes and licked that with my tongue. I couldn’t help but spit that out as I realized the one in my mouth was getting bigger.
“Vomit…! Cough, cough!”
I was choking before I considered whether or not Koji would be upset by this.
Koji’s sight stung me.
I faced Koji and saw the look on his face.
“Yes, I’m sorry.”
Before I could think about it, I had already uttered an apology. I pressed my lips to Hiroshi’s one again and took it in.
The front end of that one oozed a salty, sticky liquid.
As I tasted it, Koji’s body shook slightly.
I lifted my eyes to gaze at Hiroshi’s face, and then my tongue took hold of his one.
Although it was the first time I had seen and eaten a man’s dick, I savored it with all my heart and tongue as if I had done it countless times before.
I concentrated on eating for a while when I heard Hiroshi from above.
“┅Out!”
Before it was too late to understand the implications of his words, Hiroshi had pressed my head and pressed his body closer to mine.
While I was surprised that Hiroshi’s one rammed deep into my throat, Hiroshi’s one spewed out male semen and shot down my throat.
“Vomit!?”
I was surprised at the burning heat and fishy odor, and couldn’t help but spit his still-hard one out of his mouth and cough.
“Cough, cough… this, this… can you please… leave me alone…”
I said with tears in my eyes.
I, who had been semi-intoxicated earlier, had a hard time regaining my senses because of the onslaught of Hiroshi’s virility.
Koji listened to me, but slowly shook his head.
“┅Wrong, it’s not over yet!”
Koji’s words reached my ears.
My eyes saw the still greatly swollen one between Hiroshi’s legs.
The top was still hooked with my saliva, giving off a wet sheen.
“So… what exactly do you want me to do…”
I mumbled with my eyes on the sidelines.
The moment Hiroshi’s body disappeared from my field of vision, a powerful force hit my shoulder.
“Ah!”
I let out a suppressed scream and collapsed onto the bed.
In this room, the lady is asleep.
I couldn’t scream out loud when I thought about what would happen to the lady if she heard me scream.
Hearing my little scream, Koji crooked his mouth in an evil grin as he mounted me and pinned me with his body.
“I want you to!”
He said roughly, then grabbed my feet and lifted them upward, and without defense, my privates were pressed skyward against him.
Then his hand slipped into the skirt I was still wearing, and with one hand, he ripped off the panties covering my privates.
“No, don’t, I hate this!”
I forgot to lower my voice and screamed at the top of my lungs.
Koji’s fingers crawled up my exposed privates.
Just imagining what was going to happen to me later made me so scared and panicked that I wanted to run away.
Koji raised his upper body and whispered in my ear.
“Quiet, you don’t want Yayoi to get involved, do you?”
“Ah…”
I stopped yelling.
Even though I’m putting up with his humiliation so that he won’t victimize Miss, wouldn’t it all be for nothing if Miss hears the screams and runs in?
In order to keep the lady from coming over, I have to do what I just did.
I bit my lip until blood oozed out!
I squeezed my eyes shut and held back from screaming out.
I felt Hiroshi’s breath on the pubic hair between my legs that covered my private parts. When I close my eyes, all my awareness is focused on that.
My heart beat violently and my closed eyelids pressed harder.
When I thought Hiroshi’s caress-like breathing had suddenly stopped, a warm, wet sensation resumed on my lower body.
“ah… ah… uh…”
A sweet gasp leaked from the side of my mouth. Since he knew how to do it, coming where he’d never been seen before, Koji actually used his tongue.
I heard chittering, nourishing wetness, nasty sounds. The eyelids covering my vision hardened even more, then my arms crossed over my chest.
In front of me, whose body was stiff and constantly resisting with patience, Hiroshi’s tongue was hot, skillful, and licentious, teasing me again and again.
I knew deep in my loins that a tingling sensation was floating up.
Soon the tongue of Hiroshi, who had so tormented me, left there and was replaced by his voice.
“Open your eyes.”
Koji’s cold voice reached my ears like a command that could not be resisted.
I timidly opened my eyelids. Seeing my expression, Hiroshi floated an evil smile as if satisfied, then slid his fingers between my legs.
“Oh… uh…”
I had become unable to resist Koji’s fingers, and was even happy to meet him.
The words leaking out of his mouth were no longer words of refusal, but sweet sighs. The nectar that flowed between her legs stained Koji’s fingers.
“¡°Look at this¡± What is it?”
While saying that, Koji asked me to seemingly, put his hand in front of me, one in front of the other. I could only, could only blush in shame and hang my head.
“Don’t… I, I hate this…”
Seeing the mortified me, Koji’s words once again multiplied.
“Miroku, have you ever masturbated?”
“What… masturbation…”
I feel my face heating up.
My face must be as red as a tomato. It’s not like I haven’t masturbated before, but how can I tell Hiroshi about something like this?
Seeing that I only answered vaguely under my breath, Hiroshi’s hand once again slid between my legs, and as soon as he cupped the sensitive part, his thumb rubbed it uncontrollably.
Seeing me who didn’t dare to scream out and desperately held back, he asked me repeatedly with a faint sneer on one side.
“How does it feel?”
I couldn’t answer at all. I had to nail my feet down hard to keep from getting swept up in the maelstrom that felt so intense and overwhelming.
“Ah, don’t, don’t… I don’t like it…”
It’s not like I haven’t masturbated before, but I’ve never played there like that.
Usually I just gently stroke the outside, and that alone brings me endless gentle pleasure.
Koji’s fingers stimulated my sensitive areas in just the right way. My body trembled slightly, and for the first time, I let the pleasure run through my body.
…Hmph, Koji’s hand stopped.
I, who couldn’t think at all, heard Hiroshi say again.
“Miroku, tell me the truth!”
“That… that kind of thing… is too personal…”
This is the last of my sanity.
It’s not that I don’t want to listen to Koji. Rather, if I answer, I’ll feel like I’m not my old self anymore.
Hearing me say that, Hiroshi opened his mouth again.
“I used to reward you if you were honest. If you don’t…”
This time the voice was no longer gentle, but eerie.
I barely managed to wriggle out of my immobility, and when I looked over at Hiroshi, he had his belt in his hand.
Phew!
Koji swung the belt in his hand with a sound that cut through the air. My body giggled and shuddered uncontrollably at the thought of the belt whipping across my body.
Phew!
Another whip cracked and I finally couldn’t take it and opened my mouth.
“I… I… masturbated two or three times…”
I finally answered.
The blood in my body was like all rushing upwards, and I felt my face was as hot as fire. I think Koji, who was staring at me with cold eyes, had my red face reflected in the bottom of his eyes!
Koji’s head nodded vigorously and added.
“Yes? One more question, are you still a virgin?”
“Huh?”
I can’t help but wonder what I heard.
It was beyond my imagination to ask such a straightforward question.
Hiroshi’s hand suddenly attacked me half-stunned. He grabbed my feet and lifted them upwards, hard enough to split my body in half.
“No, don’t!”
Horror and shame beyond imagination assailed me and I screamed out.
But that’s all I can do. There’s nothing else I can do.
Koji’s scalding hot one was on my uncovered private parts and started pushing into me. Pain like I’d never experienced before tormented me.
Wet sounds traveled from my ears into my medulla.
“It hurts, it hurts!”
All I could do was wail shrilly.
Hearing my wails, Koji didn’t stop, and all I could do was wail shrilly, nothing more.
Koji’s one pushed into me little by little. You can’t understand that kind of pain without experiencing it yourself!
… However, my feet were lifted high in the air and my private parts were exposed high in the air, and I was not surprised or humiliated to be ridden like this.
“Haha, it’s cool, isn’t it, Miroku?”
Koji’s voice came into my ears like a drug.
Although the pain running through my body didn’t ease, I started to feel a little bit more at ease seeing Koji’s pleasant expression.
“Oh God… it hurts, it hurts… it hurts…”
My head, my body and my private parts felt like they were blowing apart and I couldn’t help but keep screaming and wailing. My body felt Hiroshi’s presence.
Hiroshi, who had been teasing the entrance for a long time, suddenly twisted his waist hard and pushed it in.
“It hurts! I don’t want it, pull it out, pull it out!!!”
I screamed at the top of my lungs.
The lady’s figure disappeared completely from my mind. The earlier pain was like ripples before a tsunami, now this is a sharp pain!
I was so scared I wondered if I would go crazy from it. The pain that afflicted me was like the pain of being torn in half, as the book says.
The sound of flesh membranes tearing, traveling through my body to my head.
“Hey… so tight… it feels so good, Miru!”
Koji’s words tormented me along with the true feelings of that.
The shame, pain and… pleasure that made me want to die were like a storm that blew up complex feelings and emotions inside me.
For just a moment, Ben thought Koji’s movements were suspended.
But in another instant, the one from Koji rushed deeper inside me.
I could feel the impact hit my uterus, teaching my body to lean back considerably.
“Ah, ah!”
I forgot to suppress the scream that escaped from my mouth and twisted my body obliviously.
The feeling of Koji’s one inside me, tangled tightly with me, came through clearly.
“Isn’t it great? Miru…”
Koji, who stopped his waist movements for the second time, looked down at me and said. Fearing the shift in Koji’s attitude and my own body, I chose to remain silent.
I knew something was twitching slightly inside me.
As if thirsting for Hiroshi, spasming slightly, my sensitive flesh wall wrapped around Hiroshi’s one.
“Umm… ah…”
Perhaps my body had gotten used to it, and the sharp pain from earlier gradually disappeared. I felt relieved about this, and my breathing, which I had just subconsciously stopped, started working again.
As I began to breathe, my body naturally began to rise and fall.
Koji’s that… was still embedded inside me, and such subtle activity turned into full stimulation.
Again, without warning, Koji’s body moved again.
“Oh…”
The excessive pain taught me to not be able to breathe consistently, but I felt that passing out would make the pain worse instead.
My body trembled like it was on fire and my heels were bright red. The continuous pounding caused all the blood in my body to boil, and it was all I could do to stiffen my entire body.
“Whoa, out, out!”
A final announcement-like growl escaped Koji’s lips. My body leans back considerably and my whole body trembles.
I knew the searing cum shot deep inside.
“ah… ah… ah…”
I was lost to the ground, and out of my mouth came a sound that was not like a moan, not like a sigh.
Even though I am a person who is not as good as what I hate, I became a stand-in for the lady and was raped.
However, this person is Koji. The person who made me believe for the first time that there really is such a thing as ‘love at first sight’.
With my thoughts in turmoil, I heard Hiroshi sit up from his bed.
“I… this, is that okay?”
I mumbled, my eyes glancing toward Hiroshi. Koji was sitting on the edge of the bed, slipping his hands into the sleeves of his shirt.
“Uh-huh.”
He replied coldly.
I pushed down the urge to confess my feelings and continued to follow through with my role as the ‘stand-in’.
“My lady, she… I…”
I said that because I wished not to be a burden to Hiroshi, and I didn’t want to make Miss suffer. I repressed myself as I did before.
“Hmph… that depends on your performance.”
Koji answered so. See how I’m doing?
How lonely it sounds!
If it’s really up to me, then wouldn’t Koji be willing to pay more attention to me than Miss?
I buried my face in my pillow and whispered low cut to myself.
“I… I like Koji…”
The fairy tales I read as a child flashed through my mind. When will my whispers reach Koji’s ears?
Thinking about it, buried in my pillow, I shook it from side to side. I’m a servant, it’s my job to serve the lady.
“Master…”
I muttered to myself as I rolled over and laid my head on the damp pillow, tilting it skyward.
Master?
How such a title suits me!
But I can’t call out to Hiroshi like that, because the master loves the lady!
That kind of intimacy is not worthy of a servant like me.
┅I close my eyes.
I know that the hot tears that slid down my cheeks have grown cold.
Amidst the tears drying and turning cold, I fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter 3 ‘Smooth’ Hosi no Chapter
The next day, Miroku made breakfast as usual and had a pleasant conversation as usual. Everything went on as usual. I ate my buttered toast while sizing up the two.
Yayoi was happy as ever, but Miroku had changed not so much. Probably the feeling of yesterday’s abuse was still there, and her attitude was like that of a pitiful little animal, looking timidly at me as she spoke.
“┅！”
“┅┅”
Yesterday, as today, the topic of conversation for the duo was always those. I listen as if I’m not listening, sipping my coffee and sending toast down my throat.
“Eh, which one do you like, big brother?”
Yayoi, who was talking to Miroku, suddenly opened her mouth and asked me.
“Huh? Whoa, what did you say?”
I was eating breakfast while thinking about things and didn’t even hear what Yayoi was saying. When I asked Yayoi back, Yayoi looked displeased and puffed out her cheeks in exasperation.
“Hmph, you’re not even listening!”
“Wow, it’s my bad, it’s my bad. I just happened to be thinking about things.”
I thought to myself, “I’m thinking about how I’m going to get you!
Of course, I don’t have to put words in my mouth here; a tight plan could be ruined if I did.
I wouldn’t be that stupid!
“I’m asking you, do you prefer strawberry jam or marmalade?”
As expected, it’s this kind of irrelevant question, so I suppress the depressed feeling in my heart and try to squeeze out a smile at Yayoi.
“So this is it… Ugh, aren’t they both jams? I prefer cream!”
I stood up and approached Yayoi’s side, placing my hand gently on her head, and continued.
“You, with your childish looks, are perfect for strawberry jam and marmalade!”
Yayoi was dumbfounded for a moment, digesting the implications of my words before puffing out her cheeks in anger again. It’s really like a child at this point.
“Hmph, I’m not a child!”
“Hahaha, sorry sorry sorry!”
Looking at me who laughed softly to accompany the offense, Yayoi’s mood seemed to recover. I snickered in my throat as I walked up the stairs to my room. I was assigned a cozy room. I collapsed on the bed and stared at the ceiling. A wave of loneliness bound me as I contemplated alone again, realizing the magnitude of what I had done and what I would do later. I pondered in silence how things should be done.
There is no way back. It wasn’t my intention to hide in the mountains instead of repaying the president who favored me so much, but after more than ten days of unexplained absences, it’s impossible for me to go back now. Even if I go back to the company, there is no place for me. If I still have my position, how can I have the face to work at the company?
Troubled, I was left behind by the world, and time kept passing endlessly. Even if I regret, it’s too late. Though I know it in my heart, I am still hesitant and unable to put it into practice.
One night.
That night I called Miroku into the room as I always do.
A knock, suppressed as usual, sounded in the room dominated by silence.
“Open the door and come in.”
As usual, Miroku ducked and entered my room. Using her back hand, she closed the door behind her.
No, today it seems much more deliberate than usual.
“Um… uh… excuse me…”
Seeing Miroku’s timid and strange look, I asked suspiciously.
“Miroku, what’s wrong?”
“This, this… the lady’s room, it’s still lit…”
This girl is always paying attention to such trivial matters. I know that Yayoi not sleeping is a big deal to Miroku, but it means nothing to me.
“There’s no need to mind her, is there? It wouldn’t hurt to let her hear it.”
I intentionally made up my mind. When Miru heard my words, her face suddenly turned red.
As expected, Yayoi is more important to Miroku than I am. Well, maybe that’s not enough for her after all. It hadn’t even been a month since she met me, and after Yayoi was born…
No, she’s been serving Yayoi since before he was born, and it’s only natural that she would be loyal to him. But I won’t allow that to happen! In this house, I must be supreme. That’s why I must first completely subjugate Miroku.
“What? Are you disgruntled?”
I asked deliberately. Miroku replied noncommittally.
“No, no… just…”
“Just? Just what? Say it!”
I was able to anticipate her answer. Between Yayoi and I, the two people who had to serve, she had become the centerpiece. At this point in time, perhaps I should be satisfied that Yayoi and I are equal on the scale. But if I were to settle for that, I wouldn’t be able to get more.
“No. Nothing.”
Miroku didn’t have a definite answer and still had reservations about speaking. As usual, I pressed the hesitant Miroku down onto the bed. Miroku didn’t resist, but just stiffened her body and let me do whatever I wanted.
I quickly removed her panties and buried my face between Miroku’s legs. I couldn’t feel the scars of yesterday’s destruction, and the beautifully neat and tidy private parts were wafting a lustful aroma that teaches men to get excited.
I waved the obvious stain in the middle of my panties at Miroku.
“It’s cool, isn’t it? Though you’re a dead duck, your body is honest.”
“Don’t… don’t…”
I teased the private parts of the mortified Meiryuu with my tongue, and then I took a mouthful of the stamen, already swollen and engorged with blood, jumping out and eager for fulfillment, and sucked on it with good grace.
A wet enunciation sounded as liquid other than saliva was sucked into my mouth. The slightly sour mix of juices dripped sweetly on my tongue.
“Uh-oh… oh…”
Seeing the way Miroku was clenching her teeth desperately, holding back her moans, the more I deliberately provoked her to cry out, the harder I tortured her.
“Uh-ah… heh…”
Not only did I caress Miroku’s stamen with my tongue, I also lightly bit it with my incisors, only to see Miroku’s body twisting greatly. Mei-Liu still bites her lip desperately, and doesn’t scream. I once again pecked at her bud with the tip of my tongue for some gentle stimulation.
“Ohhhh… Ahhhh…”
The very sensitive part was persistently tortured by me, and Miroku’s face twisted in pain. The so-called pleasure is the pain that tortures the flesh and mind while resisting.
“Don’t… oh… wow…”
As soon as my mouth left, Miroku collapsed like a puppet with broken strings, his whole body weak.
I snickered in the back of my throat and said to Miroku.
“What’s wrong? Miroku? Don’t want Yayoi to hear?”
I knew that Miroku’s body twitched when she heard Yayoi’s name. I let out a snicker from my throat once again at the sight.
“Ah… don’t…”
Miroku squirmed, ashamed, trying to hide her body from me. I teased Miroku’s private parts with my fingers, and when I felt moisture appear on my fingertips, I continued to speak relentlessly.
“Don’t? That’s not what you said there, yo!”
As soon as I finished speaking, I once again buried my face between Miroku’s legs. A faintly feminine odor emanated from the simple, lovely, glossy, brimming pubic hair, and my tongue climbed up to Miroku’s private parts, sucking and licking the nectar dripping from them. Nasty sucking noises continued to come, and Miroku’s eyebrows locked into a figure eight as she desperately tried to hold back.
“Oh… ooohhhh…”
As I watched Miroku let out a puppy-like yelp, his body arching back as he desperately tried to escape the excitement that was pouncing on him, thoughts of mischief floated through my mind.
I looked up and made a suggestion or command towards Miroku, who was already exhausted and limp.
“Miroku, go to the living room.”
“What…?”
Hearing my sudden suggestion, Miroku ventured out in surprise.
“Didn’t you hear me? I told you to go to the living room.”
“Yes, yes…”
Miroku stood up from the bed in a panic, pulling the hem of her messy clothes flat. Seeing her in this state, another prank raised its head.
“Miroku.”
“Yes, Miru is…”
The voice was timid. I laughed softly again. What would be a good thing to do in a few moments? Obscene ideas kept coming to mind.
“Strip all the way down to the living room naked before you go.”
“Sh, what?”
Miroku was momentarily speechless. Her naked body had only been seen by Yayoi. For Miroku, being seen by someone other than Yayoi had a completely different meaning. Because I know that, I’m going to torture Miroku’s biggest pain.
“How many times do I have to say it? Take it off!”
“Yes…”
Being told by my stern tone, Miroku bit her lip and undid her apron, removing her dress. When her bra was also undone, all that was left on her body were her socks and shoes. I was on the sidelines admiring the socks-only Miroku, which looked even more sensational than full nudity. Her breasts were not too big, not too small, just right. There were also fine, subtle, man-compelling cup marks on them. Her skin was the color of lightly tanned wheat. Seeing me staring unabashedly and unseeingly at her body, Miroku was so ashamed that she didn’t know what to do, and kept twisting her body and covering her breasts with her hands in an attempt to avoid my sight.
“No, please don’t look at me like that…”
Hearing Miroku’s mortified voice, I replied with a low chuckle in my throat.
“Forget it, let’s go!”
I rotated the doorknob and pressed it gently, resounding with a squeaky, subtle sound as the door opened. Even such a subtle sound taught Miroku to tremble.
“Why are you so scared? Go!”
“Yes…”
She answered in a voice that was almost inaudible even to me standing in front of her, and when she finished, she stopped breathing and followed me without a word. Just by making a sound, the possibility of being discovered by Yayoi increases. Besides, not making a sound is in my favor. At this stage, the stage where Miroku has yet to be fully tamed, being discovered by Yayoi would be detrimental. With this judgment, I opened the door slowly and managed to keep it silent. The dew of the late night gently swayed, cooling my hot and happy body. But Miroku, who was following me and looking around timidly, didn’t think so.
Maybe she was scared! She wrapped her arms around me as if entangled, and followed me fearfully. Noticing that Miroku’s body was trembling frequently, I asked her quietly.
“What’s wrong? Miroku? Are you cold?”
“No, it’s not cold…”
Miroku replied in a voice that was even lower than the whisper I had lowered. She cares about Yayoi, doesn’t she? I have to make an extra effort to enlist Miroku. My intuition is that this will be the key to turning Miroku’s thoughts around.
At least… at least to the extent that Yayoi couldn’t hear me… I amplified my voice a bit and said to Miru in a scolding tone.
“Then why are you holding my hand?”
“Ah… yes, I’m sorry…”
She still sounded like a mosquito when she answered. If she paid attention, she would realize that there was really no point in suppressing her voice to a level lower than the sound of a footstep. In any case, Miroku quietly let go of her hold on my arm, holding her clothes in both hands as if they were something precious, and silently followed behind.
I descended the stairs as slowly as possible. Every time the sound of wood rolling and creaking sounded, Miroku’s body visibly shook. After descending the stairs, I gently opened the door leading to the living room. The door opened silently, completely silent.
I walked in through the door and Miroku followed.
Entering the living room and closing the door, Miroku let out a huge sigh of relief.
“Hoo…”
“What? Miroku, why are you so nervous!”
I said with a low throaty chuckle.
“Doing this… in case the lady finds out one day…”
Miroku said with teary eyes. I replied with a low chuckle.
“Hm… speaking of which, I don’t know what day Yayoi will find out.”
“Yes, yes…”
Miroku’s face flushed vermilion with shame, and I left her there, walking alone toward the light switch block.
I lit the lamp and picked up a prop I had found before. It was the rope used for moving that could be found everywhere. It was nothing special, but it could be transformed into an unbelievably obscene torture weapon by the way it was used. I took the rope in my hand and tied large knots in several places. Then tied the rope to a post at one end of the living room. It was tied off about a little higher than my waist and about a meter off the ground. Then cut the remaining meter or so of rope in half and held it in my hand.
Miroku subconsciously covered her breasts and gazed uneasily at my movements. Although she couldn’t guess what I wanted to do, she knew that it was prepared to torture her.
“Okay, ready! Miroku, come here!”
“Yes…”
I pulled on the end of the rope and stood against the opposite wall of the post with the rope tied to it. Then I waved to Miroku. Miroku came over to me with a timid look on her face, not knowing what was going to happen. She stopped in front of me and looked at me with awe.
“One foot across this rope.”
“I know…”
Miroku obeyed the order and stepped over in fear. Without warning, I pulled the long rope upwards.
“Eee!”
The thrill came so unexpectedly that Miroku let out a sharp cry of anguish, his body arching back.
I curled my lips, still pulling hard upwards, and then headed to the other end of the house to tie the rope to the post. This side was also secured at a height of about a meter for fear of it coming loose.
“Miroku, how does it feel? It’s cool isn’t it?”
“It hurts, it hurts… please stop…”
Mireu wriggled her rope-constrained body and looked toward me, pleading with tearful eyes. I used a short rope that I held in my hand to tie Miroku’s hands behind her, and another to tie Miroku’s thighs together.
In that case, she can’t escape without me to untie her.
“Yeah? It only hurts? Sooner or later you have to get used to it anyway.”
I grabbed the ropes that Miroku had wedged between her legs and pulled and shook them upwards on one side while facing her. Each movement taught Miroku to let out a suppressed wail, and she managed to pad her toes to keep her hips from sitting up. However, when she couldn’t keep padding her toes, the backlash that came with it was rather more intense than the thrill of escaping.
“Oh… ah…”
Half-intoxicated by the situation I’d created, I walked over to the knot I’d just tied in the rope, then kept shaking the rope and called out to Miroku.
“It’s better this way, Miroku, as soon as you come to me, I’ll let you go!”
“Oh… ee…”
Miroku twisted his body and endured the pain as if he didn’t hear me.
Lol, fair enough. While I don’t think one meter is much, for most women, one meter is higher than a belly button. Not to mention the fact that it’s the not-so-tall Miroku, one meter is considered very, very tall. I hemmed and hawed, admiring Miroku’s painfully distorted face, and my unforgiving words came out again.
“How? Miroku? If you don’t come over, I’ll keep you until tomorrow morning!”
“┅！”
Hearing my words, Miroku swallowed, and then her body jumped greatly as if she had been struck by lightning. The rope embedded between Miroku’s legs sunk deeper, and her body shook again.
Leaving it until tomorrow morning meant not only having to endure the torture for eight hours, but also that Yayoi would find out. Miroku would do his best to avoid it.
She twisted her bound body and took one step forward.
There were a few gaps in the center section of the rope, which hazed little as it approached the knot, and one section was higher than the other. The sensitive flap of flesh between the legs was deeply dissected and rubbed by the rope.
“Ohhh… ee… it hurts, it hurts…”
After about four or five staggering steps, the first knot nestled between Miroku’s legs. The over-sensitized flesh buds transmitted this stimulus directly to the medulla oblongata.
“Oh!”
Even though Miroku let out a miserable scream mixed with sweet tones, she still took a step forward. I was bored waiting around, so I walked over to Miroku and said.
“Let me help you! Don’t forget to thank me!”
After saying that, I pressed down the rope that was clamped between Miroku’s legs.
I tied it tightly, but with a little force, I could bend it. I don’t think Miroku would have been able to straddle it otherwise.
“Ah, thank you…”
But she couldn’t finish her sentence, and I suddenly let go of my hand.
Pop! There was a great thud as the rope struck into Miroku’s secret flesh, nestling deeper and deeper inside.
It was the sound of pure agony. It probably wouldn’t be pleasurable to receive a whipping shock when she was about to faint! I continued my mischief. With her hands tied behind her back and unable to cover herself, I compounded my hands on her exposed breasts and began to rub her maturing breasts.
“Ah… stop… stop… ah…”
As I teased her breasts with my hands, Miroku stopped and protested mournfully. I turned a deaf ear and gripped my breasts with more force.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!”
Miroku’s salivation flowed from her enclosure, and she shook her head hard enough to scream out in misery.
“Why are you yelling so loud? You want Yayoi to hear you, don’t you?”
“Aaah… stop…”
Miroku spoke with a sob, desperately trying to keep her voice volume down. I enjoyed myself and continued to tease her. This time, I’m sucking on the sensitive tip of Miroku’s nipple and using my teeth.
“Ooohhh, no, don’t do that!”
Miroku arched her body, trying to escape the sensation of pain thatch mingling with pleasure. Nonetheless, she remained fixed to the ropes, with the upper half of her body in my grasp, and there was no escape anywhere.
“Look at you, screaming so loud again, do you want Yayoi to hear you?”
I whispered in her ear, and Miroku replied in a hurry.
“No, it’s not… I don’t want Miss, to hear.”
I smiled evilly. Whether or not she personally noticed I don’t know, but her mind did change.
In the old Miroku, whether Yayoi heard it or not should have been a secondary issue.
She wasn’t afraid of Yayoi hearing her before, she was afraid of Yayoi being close.
However, this time Miroku said something different.
Not wanting Yayoi to hear it meant not wanting her to know that it was a phrase that came from a place of protection. I moved towards the corner of the room again and clapped my hands at Miroku.
“Look my way, Miroku, try to walk over here!”
“Umm… ah…”
Miroku’s secretions slowly began to flow out from between her legs as she hobbled, advancing toward me.
“Ohhh… ee…”
I could see knots that big embedded deep between Miroku’s legs. Those knots that were dry in front of Miroku’s body turned all wet and black after sliding between her buttocks.
I smiled thievishly, enjoying her lewd tightrope walking performance while praising it.
“Hoo hoo… those knots, love you so much, Miru!”
Miroku squirmed in shame and replied.
“No… no…”
“If you’re so wet, you won’t be able to argue convincingly!”
As I continued to tease her, Miroku cringed and was so aggravated that she wanted to cry. As a result, the rope that dissected between Miroku’s legs instead embedded deeper.
“Enjoying the feeling of the rope rubbing in your legs so much, huh? You’re so like a sultry pervert.”
“Aaahhh, no…”
Seeing Miroku twisting her body from shame, I lightly shake the ropes to torment her while casting incendiary dirty words.
“Am I wrong?”
“Don’t… don’t say… don’t say those things again…”
Soon, Miru finally reached me.
I loosened the ropes that Miroku was sitting across and untied her, and Miroku, who was freed from her overstimulated state, fell on the spot, her limbs spreading softly as if she was exhausted.
I gave an unforgiving order to Miroku.
“Get on the ground with your ass facing me.”
“Yes, yes…”
Miroku agreed, moving her body slowly. In fact, I could see that she was already weak all over and was just barely moving herself.
“So, can… can…”
Her knees were weak and she landed on all fours in a very low position before looking over to my side. Not to say that I was touched by Miroku’s cries, but there’s actually no point in pushing her too much. Even if she is physically asked to do impossible tasks, it doesn’t mean that it’s loyalty. Might as well, let her happily follow my orders within the limits of what her flesh can bear.
I approached behind Miroku and placed my hands on her waist.
“Ah…”
I guess she resigned herself to her fate, and without any force, Miroku’s waist automatically lifted up, exposing her perineum, which had turned red from friction, to me.
I put my face up and licked her with my tongue.
The faint smell of iron and blood spread in the mouth. Probably subjected to the relentless friction of the rope, making her injured.
“Eeee… don’t… don’t…”
Although my mouth pushed back, I didn’t make a strong resistance and I decided to satisfy her by moving my mouth away. Then my dick pressed against Miroku’s wet privates and slowly entered her.
“oh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah.”
Miroku let out a sound of endless soothing pleasure. The pain of the right moment sublimated this pleasure into an aphrodisiac countless times over.
I savored in the tangled jug of flesh with good grace, twisting my hips.
The night is still long enough to enjoy it.
Besides, Miroku didn’t seem to notice that I just saw that the electric light in Yayoi’s room had gone out. Must be asleep.
“ah… ah…”
A sweet sigh of complete submission to pleasure escaped Miroku’s lips.
Two more weeks passed from that day. During this time, I forgot to enjoy the flesh with Miroku. Of course I was careful not to let Yayoi find out. I knew that there was a pleasure in cheating instead.
Early this morning.
“┅Ah, today is the day Ms. Iida is coming.”
Miroku, who was looking at the monthly calendar, murmured thoughtfully.
I listened absentmindedly, lost in thought.
Shizuka is coming. In addition to pitying the piece of fat that had been so hard to come by, but being happy that I was about to be liberated from this boring life, two opposite emotions were swirling inside me. At first, I couldn’t go back because I ran out of gas, but on second thought, that wasn’t the case. Because this place is only an hour’s drive from the last gas station I passed, and I can walk if I’m willing to. The reason why I am staying here now is that I simply don’t want to go back…. I know that very well.
“It’s been a month already? That’s fast!”
“Yes…”
Miroku, who realized that I had heard it, murmured once again with loneliness. She wasn’t the only one who seemed lonely, even Yayoi. I looked over at Yayoi and asked.
“Don’t worry, I’ll leave tomorrow.”
“Really? Big brother, you’re still going to stay home today?”
It was by no means a pilgrimage, and Yayoi’s face radiated with joy. I scratched my head and turned back to Miroku.
“By the way, what time does Ms. Shizuka always come?”
“It’s probably after noon or so.”
“Yes?”
I couldn’t find anything to say, I just drank up the black tea that was steaming in front of me and nestled back into my chair. Probably seeing my confused face, Yayoi looked at me and said.
“Big Brother… if Big Brother wants to stay here, stay!”
“Yeah! Just stay!”
The two men were in unison in retaining me. But their minds were, in some ways, somewhat similar yet not quite. Propping my head on my elbow and placing my hand on Yayoi’s head who was looking at me, I replied with a smile.
“Haha, really? Well, let’s talk about that later!”
Yayoi once again hesitantly, said in a flattering tone.
“I… I… can talk to Ms. Iida…”
“┅Oh, I’ll trouble you again when the time comes!”
I only answered so and went back to my room. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, and pondered over what happened after I arrived here. Yayoi aside, there’s no turning back on getting Miroku. No, even if I could go back on it, it would just be the end of it. I knew that Miroku wouldn’t blame me for what I did. Because of that, there was no room for me to back out.
As I was lost in thought, time passed relentlessly.
It was close to noon, and the time to eat had come.
“How does it taste?”
“Not bad…”
The lunch was as usual, no, I’m afraid it contained more sincerity than usual. But nowadays I don’t know what to eat. It was raining outside, just as it had been the day I first set foot in the lodge.
Bewildered, waiting for time to pass, I heard the doorbell ring. Shizuka had finally arrived.
“Ah, I’ll get the door, you wait here.”
“┅Good.”
“Brother… tell me you want to stay so I can talk to Ms. Iida for you…”
“┅Oh, thank you.”
I heard Miroku’s voice coming from in front of the entrance door. After a short conversation, there was the sound of the entrance door closing, and then I saw Shizuka appear in the living room.
“Ugh, you’re still around?”
She glanced my way and said in that obvious troubled tone. I was going to do my best to resist, so I said something back to her.
“Yeah, because you haven’t given me gasoline yet.”
Hearing my answer, Shizuka was momentarily stunned, then opened her mouth again.
“Really? Then… it’s a problem with the rain outside, so why don’t I share some of the gasoline with you in the morning, and then I’ll have to ask you to go out right away.”
In my heart, I was very cold to Shizuka’s unchanging high profile, but there was no other choice left, so I had to obediently nod my head.
That night. I packed a few replacement clothes that I had originally left in the car into my backpack and was fully loaded and ready to go first thing in the morning. The thought of today being the last day made me feel forlorn. I walked towards Miroku’s room, intending to say goodbye to her. Lights were streaming from Shizuka’s room. Probably still working, right? There’s really no need to add fuel to the fire at this point. I made sure not to make a sound with my footsteps, and quietly walked towards Miroku’s room.
I knocked softly on the door, my voice only loud enough to be heard from inside.
“┅The door was unlocked.”
Barely audible words came from inside.
I quietly pushed the door open and entered the room.
“Miroku.”
I called out to her, and Miroku lunged at my chest before she said a word.
“You… are… leaving…”
“Who told Shizuka to be so nosy, never mind, I’ll be back.”
Miroku huffed and cried, and I stroked her head, half-mocking myself as I replied.
Hearing my words, Miroku Shakku paused, and although still buried in my chest, he began to remove his clothes in a smooth manner.
“Since you are leaving, today… please love me well…”
My reaction was one of overwhelm. That’s right, we’ve tangled numerous times before, but it was always me who semi-forced and attacked her in a predatory manner. This was the first time that Yumiru had taken the initiative. However, a wicked smile floated onto my face. I said one word at a time.
“┅I know. Put your hands on the bed and lie down like a dog.”
“Yes…”
In response to my order, Miroku obeyed as if with joy. After taking in her tantalizing gesture, I quietly approached her. However, I felt that something was not quite right.
She’s ordering me? ┅Yes, this girl is ordering me. I had to make it clear to her that I was in a master-slave relationship with her. Why? Because later… later? What do you mean by “in the future”?
I’m not leaving here tomorrow?
In my confused thoughts, I half unconsciously and half consciously unzipped my pants and took the belt tie on my belt into my hands. This belt, or rather whip, would be enough to make Miroku cower. Miroku would have cringed and stared in horror, imagining how she would take my whipping blows.
A heavy sound rang out. The lash struck the mattress beside Miroku. Miroku blanched and shivered in fear.
I let out a low chuckle and take another step closer. Then twisted Miroku’s hands behind her back and tied her tightly with a belt.
“Huh? For, why?”
She was surprised by my sudden violent attitude, and I glanced contemptuously at Miroku, who was screaming meaninglessly, and crooked my mouth as I continued.
“I’m just making you realize who’s in charge.”
I didn’t touch Miroku’s bra and only took off her panties.
Her hands were tied behind her back by me, unable to resist. The most private part of being a woman was exposed to my eyes.
“How does it feel? Miru?”
I whispered in the ear of the immobile Mei-ryu, my fingers teasing her private parts. My fingertips could feel the full wetness, and I once again said ambiguously, “To be tied up and still wet like this… what a shameless woman.”
Miroku shook his head vigorously.
Hair in a ponytail followed as it swayed from side to side, and an indescribably sweet odor irritated my nostrils.
“Hmph… Miru, let me ravage you!”
As I said that, I slowly entered from behind. Without resistance, Miroku’s private parts gently wrapped around my dick.
Then I twisted violently, the leather against the skin striking Miroku’s buttocks with a pop, pop, pop sound.
“Ah, ah eeeeee!”
Miroku’s voice wailed mixed with moans. The different situation from the past awakened all the arousal factors in her.
After a bout of my violent twisting, Miroku’s skin grew flushed. Beads of sweat seeped from the top, indicating that she was nearing orgasm.
“Ah, ah, ah!!!”
Miroku screamed hard and reached her orgasm. I loosened the straps binding her wrists and stroked Miroku’s silky hair.
“You know what? You screamed so loudly…”
As I mumbled my words, there was suddenly a desperate knock on the door.