Ishikawa Goemon X Rin - Short Story (Part 2)

“I've got some daphne-scented soap, so let's use it together.”

After I happily agreed, I realized that this was an invitation. I was ashamed to show my skin to him, even though we are lovers.

Goemon is able to say this kind of thing without hesitation, which is a problem for me. He has no idea how much I’m being swayed.

(It makes me want to curse...)

I put a piece of black fabric over my chest and tied the string tightly behind my back. I know, all I have to do is knock on the door. But I'm so nervous that I can't move forward…

Nervous...?

No, this is ...... sweet anticipation. The expectation of him to see through my greed and welcome me in the hot spring.

The tips of my hair just graze my thighs, and I feel a flutter in my chest. I feel like my senses are becoming more sensitive.

Ah now, I must shake off my dirty thoughts.......

(Pull yourself together, Enma Rin. You are a prison graduate, you should know not to do anything immoral.....)

I finally took a step forward, thinking that it would be fine if I could wash away my impure heart.

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“I have been waiting for you. My wife." (T/N: DSKJNFSD! HE FREAKING CALLED HER ‘WIFE’!)

"......."

A lustrous voice comes from the steam. Drops dripped from the water-covered black hair, and I was flustered.

“The water is just right, it has warmed considerably.”

I spread my arms and urged him to go ahead. When I poked the surface of the water with my fingertips, I felt a gradual warmth. As I sat down and sank to my shoulders, relief filled me rather than embarrassment.

“You don't have to be so far away. It's just the two of us, so why don't we get closer?”

Just the two of us, in a hot spring. The first time since we became lovers. This fact makes my body tense.

(No, you can't be conscious of it here, it's just what he wants you to think.)

We close the distance as if we are hugging each other with a big wave in between. I feel his hard pectoral muscles on my cheek. I put my arms around his stout waist.

“Hey-”

“We’re in love, so this level of distance is normal, isn’t it?”

I'm embarrassed even though I said it myself. But it is true. With Goemon - even the pledge was exchanged.

“Ah…”

Bubbly fire erupts from my face.

"If you get hot, I'll carry you out. When that happens, I’ll strip (your clothes off)."

I will not expose such ugliness. I took a deep breath and tried to look nonchalant.

“Y-yes, that's right, soap! Let's try it now!”

I stood up, exposing my body, but it was much better than being stripped off by him.

"Shall I wash your back, Miss Prison Guard?"

I never thought that I would allow myself to be taken by this man back then.

"Then, I'd like to ask you. Have you finished washing, Goemon?"

"Perhaps you could wash me, my lady?"

The corners of his mouth twisted upwards. I realized it was a trap, even though I asked casually.

"...... A-at least your hair."

“Then, please. But ladies first.”

His love for me made him start calling me more names. You, my lady, Miss Prison Guard, Ojou, and also Rin and my wife. I think he uses different names depending on his mood.

I also think I should call him Ishikawa-dono or Danna-sama (husband) or ....... I called him Daigoro-san once, and he smiled so sweetly that I fell in love with him all over again.

"Do you have a particular preference for the order of washing?"

"Nothing in particular. What about Goemon?"

“I wash my hair, face, then body.”

“Then I'll leave it in that order.”

“Roger~”

Goemon wet my hair with water, combed it with his hand, and kissed me loudly.

“...Goemon!!"

He must be suppressing his laughter, but his shoulders are bouncing so much that he can't hide it.

He carefully repeated the hot water wash, squeezed out the water, and spread the shampoo.

"Are there any itchy spots?"

“No, I don't have any itchiness. Don't fool around, please do it properly.”

“Sure, I understand.”

My scalp is rubbed and foamy, and my head becomes like a fluffy cloud. Fingers enter the temples and rub up and down. My heart shakes with comfort.

“I wonder why it feels so good to have someone else wash my hair…”

“I don't know, maybe I'm just good at it.”

"Hehe, let's put it that way."

He reached the collar area and washed my hairline and the base of my hair well.

“I'm going to rinse you now, so close your eyes.”

The sound of the shower faucet being turned on.

After checking the water temperature, warm water pours down on me, melting away my exhaustion and making me feel like I'm bubbling away.

“Also, Sharaku gave me some hair treatment products for you. He told me that your hair is long and beautiful, so you should take care of it.”

"Oh, I'm happy. I'll thank him later."

He rubbed the liquid treatment on his palm then into my hair. The fingertips that slightly touch my back are ticklish.

“......Okay, we wait a little while before we rinse off, right?”

"Now, I’ll be your hairdresser."

“Since when are we playing pretend to be a hairdresser?” Goemon, who says so, doesn't seem to be satisfied that his turn is over.

I urge him to sit on the chair and stand behind him once again. I was struck by his muscular back, with its protruding shell bone. He is big, dependable, and… lovable

When I ran my fingers through his dark hair, it was softer and fluffier than I had expected.

“Your hair feels good to the touch.”

“No, it's not. Mine is stiff, but yours is silky.”

I lather it up, muttering to myself, "It's true that your hair is thicker than mine, but I think it's nice and masculine…”

When I pressed his scalp with the pad of his finger and rubbed it in, he exhaled comfortably.

I asked him, "Is there anything I need to wash more?"

“If I have to say it, my lips are lonely.”

“You're about to get shampoo in your eyes.”

"... Please be patient with that."

When we are joking around like this, I feel that peace has come. Originally, this hot spring was also a kind of resuscitation device, not a place of healing.

When I rinsed it off at the right time, the luster was polished. Come to think of it, I feel like I've never seen him with his bangs up. This is the first time.

For a moment, my heart stopped. No, it had already stopped. Because I was dead. (T/N: HAHA! This would be me.)

“Did you fall in love with me?"

“...... a little bit."

"A liar will have his tongue pulled out~"

"I’m not lying. I'm not saying I’m not in love with you."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll rinse your hair again afterwards too."

I flutter my eyelids against the fine spray from the shower head, which has been stolen away from me before I knew it.

The delightful sound of water dribbling on the floor. I squeeze the ends of my hair and am impressed by how much more manageable it is than usual.

"I’m glad you’re more than satisfied~"

I love that he understands my feelings without me having to say so. When he smiles softly like this, I am weak. The feeling of liking him is troublesome because it is everywhere in my everyday life.

“Finally, the real star of the show, the daphne-scented soap!”

The moment I held it in my hand, it smelled soft and sweet.

"It's amazing! It really smells like daphne! Where did you find it?"

“If I told you, I'd have no excuse to use it with you, wouldn't I?”

“.................."

When I gave him the same look I give my father, even the quintessential Goemon cracked up.

"...I ordered from Jigokunet Takamura."

The theme song instantly popped into my head. Once you hear it, you won't be able to forget it easily... that song.

“They really do sell everything! I'll pass on buying it as a thank you for letting me know."

I swallow my true feelings that I'm also a little sad to lose the excuse. Goemon, who stole a glance at me, also looked happy.

“I'll have to undo this if I'm going to wash your back," he said, tugging at the knot of my bikini.

“!!!”

“I can't see anything from the back. You can hide it by holding it on your chest.”

"What? Kya......--!"

A moment later, a hand touches my back with foam.

It feels even more lewd than when he washed my hair.

"Uu............."

How, how embarrassing. This danger of exposing my chest if I let go of my arms.

The fragrance of the fragrant daphne is also a little bit indecent.

"If you don't tell me anything, I won't understand."

"... Um, I think your whispering voice is too close."

It's strange to hear his voice in my ear when all he’s doing is wash my back. It's not right for him to breathe on the nape of my neck.

"Because it echoes and I can't hear you well. So I… whispered."

He is really a cunning man who tries to make me feel like he's trying to get me to go along with his cryptic arguments.

Just as I prepared myself to be swept away, a clamor broke out.

“Hey! You've been in there forever, Goemon!”

“Remember! No making out in public!”

“…Tch, have you finished eating already?”

A heartbreakingly irritated tongue clicked at the voices of Yona and Kikunosuke. It's rare for him to show his emotions so blatantly.

“Ah, husband Ishikawa is short-tempered when it comes to the girl he's in love with."

“I see, Ishikawa-dono has a weakness for her…”

"If you dare to harm my sister, you will be punished with death! Meow!”

“Shut up, you two guys over there. Tama, don't worry, your master loves you more than enough.”

I don't know what's going on, but there's no room for me to interject, so I just listen in silence.

“Are you gonna bribe us to just that extent? I have a glutton, Uga-kun, over here.”

“Goemon! The peach sandwich was so good!”

“That was expensive, you should be thankful.”

“Ah, thank you so much for that! But let me take a bath as soon as possible. I can't stand it!”

“His love for her is so deep that it’s worth it for him, I guess… How passionate.”

“You guys, if you kick that door down, I'll kill you. I'm not going to show you my wife's skin, no matter how good of friends you are with her.”

"G-Goemon...... what is this all about?"

And that’s when I heard that Goemon had bought a limited-edition "Peach Sandwich" to get rid of the others. The price is 1,000 yen for 14 pieces, totaling 14,000 yen.

Just because you don't want to be disturbed when you take a bath with me...

"At least give me half."

"Pay with your body."

"...!?"

“Caress her down to the tips of her hair. Don't forget my kindness, mister?” Sharaku’s voice rang from the other side of the door.

"Thank you, it looks like it's going to be fierce tonight because of the smart tricks of the Edo people."

“Goemon and Sharaku...... are going to hell.” I said to myself.

"Anyway, wait a little longer. My lady hasn't finished her bath."

“Okay, we’re sorry to have disturbed you. Be careful not to drown.”

"Don't fall while standing. Also, it's hard to clean, so don't get it dirty.”

“And I have leftover honey peach sandwiches for the two of you! Don't worry!”

“Geez, it's ridiculous that Ishikawa Goemon, the world's greatest thief, is indulging his sexual fantasies right now-”

“Taro-dono! Taro-dono! Please refrain from acting so foolishly!”

One by one, the noise disappeared, and silence came, where even the sound of a single drop of water could be heard.

A feeling of fatigue, similar to a sense of weakness, rushes over me. No, was it helpful? At that rate, it might have been an unexpected development.

“Here you go, soap. I've washed most of it, so you can do the front yourself.”

"O-okay, but you're still ......”

“I've already washed my hair, face, and body, so don't feel bad. I'm going out."

I grabbed the edge of the bath towel. It seemed like I think it’s a pity it’s over.

I didn't dare to check what he looked like when he turned silent. I was too embarrassed to speak.

"The Honey Peach Sandwich... Let's eat that together afterwards. In my room, on my lap. And then finally, I'll have you."

He wrapped his arms around me, and the feel of his wet skin was luscious.

“So ..... don't make such a cute face. Give me back the soap then."

He patted the back of my head and the heat went away. After he left, I looked at the soap pressed against me.

It played with me when I didn't ask for it, and rubbed off when I did.

(Goemon's ...... unfair.)

Let's just use up the whole thing, or at least do that. The sin of toying with a maiden's heart is heavy.

But even ....... I love that part about him too.

(... I wonder if this is what it means to be weak when in love)

I pressed the soap against my skin and breathed into the bubbles that formed. The appearance of bubbles scattering in seven colors is beautiful.

I tried to at least clean every corner of my body before I’ll be eaten, so I slid the soap on my body.

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[Goemon’s POV]

Hot, I’m feeling too hot. I was overwhelmed by her extra cuteness.

I hope she's more forgiving when she's hungry.

I was only joking with her today. I didn't expect her to grab my bath towel as I was leaving.

It was the same thing that happened that time, when she went out of her way to buy a bathing suit and then went to a hot spring where all the men were there. I was really, really nervous.

She seems to think that I'm swaying her, but it's the opposite. I’m just trying desperately to hold it together.

I've always been good at hiding my true feelings, and I can play the part of a cunning man, but here we are.

(Really, ...... what am I going to do about it?)

As I brush up my hair as usual, I remember. It was she who washed my hair.

Her slender fingers combed through my hair - I was so happy.

I had many chances to touch her. However, I can only count the number of times I was touched by her.

I wish I could have asked her to touch me more. She is so effeminate to me that it makes me want to cry.

I don't think I will be able to see anyone for a while until this fever cools down.

She is probably intoxicated with the fragrance of the daphne right now.

(Be prepared, Rin......)

I don't even feel like drying my hair. Come on, hurry and come out.

Which should I put my hand on first, the honey peach sandwich or her lips?

――I’ve decided that long ago.

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(T/N: Warning! R18 beyond this!)

[Rin’s POV]

"Rin... ah... Rin"

"Hmm...hah,... Goemo....n"

"More... open your mouth more..."

"Ya, hmm... fua... ah... ah"

I sink into the bed like a snowstorm. Tightly clinging to each other's bodies and indulging in deep, deep kisses.

The clock, seen through the gaps between the overlapping bodies, pointed to 1:00am.

"I wonder what kind of cause and effect it is that we share the same death anniversary..."

– It might be nice to lick each other's wounds on the anniversary of our deaths.

From such a momentary hesitation, it was set up in no time. He turns off the lights so that we can see through our bonded hearts.

As soon as my vision is taken away, my skin tingles. I can hear the rustling of clothes.

I was blind when I was alive, so I prefer the dark. Because I can enjoy my most beloved voice more deeply.

"I don't have the obi to untie, nor the kanzashi to take off. I've always wanted to touch you."

His dull-coloured eyes, as if they were drenched in vermillion, pierce through me.

“……Rin, I love you.”

The man who looks best in the world when saying "I love you". Behind that, hatred and murderous intent for himself, and deep affection for me, are fighting each other.

Warmth and compassion permeate every part of his words, and it's a comforting voice to hear– a voice that makes you feel loved.

On the other hand, I became deeply jealous of "Shinchohana no Kimi", became ugly enough to like Goemon, and in the end...

"..."

Wounds never heal. Remembering the cruel death, I close my eyes. The scar is too deep.

I am not so pure as to be loved directly. My body and mind are so dirty.

"---I'm not pure either, so I can't love you 'beautifully'."

He caressed my rosy cheeks as if he were touching something fragile.

"To be honest, I've made love to you in my heart. Not just once, but many times. On nights when I missed your skin."

The look in Goemon's eyes as he spoke was somewhat hollow and sad, and I understood what he was trying to say.

"You're prettier than me..."

“…………!”

"Amazing and beautiful."

He was about to burst into tears. He just strips me off without saying any more.

I rake his hair up and expose the nape of his neck, strip him off his clothes and hug his waist.

"Uh, Goemon..."

"No?"

It was obnoxious and casual, but it had the weight of confirmation. I kept my mouth shut with his compelling presence.

Something slipped off my shoulder. I wrapped my thighs around him. The warmth of his clothes recedes. However, his kiss is even hotter than that.

I fall in love again with a greed that seems to swallow my breath. Change the angle over and over again. Entangle his tongue with mine, as if sipping honey with my tongue.

I put my fingers under his neck and grabbed the back of his head and he devoured me even deeper.

The grin of a lustful and ferocious male. I can't hold back my feelings of deviance as it leaks from the back of my throat.

"It's hot... Oh, I forgot to take off my clothes. How much are you clinging to me?"

He rolled it up violently and threw it off violently. The face peeking out from his tousled bangs was terribly sweet and sloppy.

The kiss blooms into biting the throat. The finger that crawls on the collarbone undulates indecently.

Looking at my exposed twin hills, he let out a big sigh.

He rubs them, as if to taste their elasticity.

"E-Eh... where... are you… touching..."

"A kiss on the chest. When I kiss it there, it's arousing. Revenge for that time."

I was so embarrassed that I looked away, and I resented Goemon's amusement at me.

His fingers knead, pluck, and scratch at my mercy, and the bumps on my chest rise up.

I feel myself slowly climbing up. A fire burns in the core of my body.

A seductive sigh escapes from his saliva-drenched lips. The tip is pinched.

"Nn... ah..."

My shoulders jumped.

"Oh, a delightful reaction."

Goemon smiles satisfactorily.

The painfully sharp breasts are fluffed, rolled and sweetly bitten by the tongue. Each time, a lewd arousal swept over me.

Guh... I tried to swallow my own voice....... But his fingers force my shivering lips open.

Goemon's eyes glow brightly, and his larynx rises and falls as he swallows saliva. Licking his tongue, and all that. I want him to stop making sexy gestures.

How infuriating. Every time my mind is in a whirl, this man smiled mischievously.

“Don’t look at me with such accusatory eyes. I'm the kind of guy who wants to love you to the hilt.”

"You don't want me to ...... torment you?"

"Hmm?"

My lower breast is stroked and I hold my breath.

His finger was about to go down through my navel. The inside of my stomach melts. It's tantalizing, like a simmering fire.

I remember the heat he gave me. Before I knew it, I was rubbing my legs together and unconsciously shaking my hips. I was so aroused that I could not stop myself from doing it.

"Goemo...n… just touch it already."

As if on cue, Goemon leans forward.

The palms creeping up on my thighs forcefully open my legs, leaving me in a state of dismay. The wet secret part touched the outside air, and the vagina tightened tightly.

The exchange of playful banter was over. He traces my inner thighs with rough fingerings.

"Faa... nah... hmm..."

The red was scattered in the groin, and the obscene sound of water echoed. I want to cover my ears. I don't want to hear it, I'm ashamed.

“Is it that difficult to forget the heat I've carved?”

The face hidden behind my arms is revealed. I can't do it. He sees through everything. I really can't resist this man.

When the onslaught stopped just a little, he scooped up my tears and licked them. He has a charming tongue. I feel like I shouldn't be looking at him, so I look away.

"..... It's all about being a man. It hurts when you say I'm not good enough…"

His middle finger is inserted into the muddy slush.

"Ah, ah, ah..., fu... ah…"

"Relax. You can rest your legs on my shoulders.”

A warm sigh mixed with the muffled words. My body trembled.

A sensation of pleasure shoots down my spine. I turned my head back. The bed creaks loudly. I scratch the sheets with my toes.

“Ha, ah…………No ……There……”

It is teased from the inside. If he is persistently blamed for my pleasure, my shame will be scattered.

It's a pity that he pulled out even for a moment.

The middle finger that I peeked at was entwined with silver thread, giving off a nasty glow. Witnessing my own lewdness, I feel like I want to die.

I felt dizzy when he looked down lovingly and licked the liquid.

The movement of his fingers intensifies, and he goes mad with pleasure.

A honey pot overflowing with pleasures that have nowhere to go. He kisses the plump, ripe fruit and I involuntarily call out his name.

"Goemon... ah...!"

“Yes, I am here.”

It was such intense pleasure that I forgot that this was foreplay.

"Can't you take it easy? Feeling... too good, I’m scared..."

"... I want to love the woman I fell in love with. Give up."

“.....”

"I’m going to put it in."

The lover who groaned at my ear moved slightly…..

An obscene sound certainly rang out.

“Nha, ah……nnn……!!”

A deep kiss swallows my voice.

When it moves forward, a suffocating discomfort clings to the area around the uterus.

While asking how I was doing, Goemon repeatedly advanced and retreated.

"Does it hurt...?"

"Hmm... it feels good..."

The mixed bodily fluids played the role of lubricating oil, and finally he was able to put it in the deepest part.

Our breath intertwines. The mass that stays there becomes hot and throbbing.

Arousal stirs. I felt slightly dizzy from the nasty stimulation that swelled deep inside me.

Both hands grab my hips. So strongly that I can't escape. Goemon smiled sweetly and sweetly.

"Cry in a cute voice… my Rin."

While showing some signs of effort, Goemon's rhythm was rough and piercing.

I don't know the meaning of the words that spilled out. He paints over everything.

"Be careful, don't move like that..."

My instinct whispers that I should throw away my shyness.

"Yes… there, it feels... ah!"

The more he moaned and moaned, the more his desire grew.

I was stabbed deep inside, and my vision flickered. I can't breathe well. I can't swallow my saliva.

He wiped my saliva with the back of his hand and stroked my head kindly. His gestures are gentle, but his rhythmic movements never stop........... He really is a cunning man.

Even in this world, he's holding me together. Unconsciously, I let go of the sheets and entwine my arms around his neck.

When his face comes close, kisses rain down. From the cheeks, the tip of the nose, ears, eyelids, and the lips to finish.

He was holding me roughly, but at the same time, he was making it sweeter and sweeter. I didn't know why.

I was almost kidnapped by a wave of pleasure, and I hurriedly clung to his large back. I clung to him and felt my nails gouging him.

"... Ah! I'm sorry.....!"

"I told you before. Having the woman I fell in love with hurt me... it's my long-cherished desire."

I couldn't help but laugh when he said to himself, "Well, if I go to the hot springs, I'll be cured."

I met with his eyes, which were full of heat. The way the sweat runs down his chin is very sensational.

His body twitches and he moves. His waist curled. Sweat runs down my mouth and I feel his thirst.

"Goem...on… um.. your mouth… here…"

I turned my face to him for his lips. Even though we’re out of breath, we entwine our tongues together.

Our saliva threads, it was like spider threads.

"Guh... ah..., uh... hah..."

My lover moaned in pain as it squeezed inside. If I could, I would have stroked that hair.

Every time I hear a sexy voice in desperation, my tightening becomes stronger, and a groan comes down.

Don't squeeze it, the movement of his hips hitting me became more intense. He growls painfully.

"Rin... I apologize in advance... The rubber came off."

A rhythm that only satisfies sexual desire, different from before. He didn't hold back. Beads of sweat tell the story of the lack of leeway.

"Hii…. ah... ah... ah... ah... ahhh...!!"

A lascivious sound hits my ears. Like his hips vibrating, so does his chest.

Tears are dripping down. Everywhere is a mess, and I don't understand anything. A kiss fell on my slightly opened eyelids.

After giving an exceptionally kind and bewitching smile, he pierces it remarkably strongly.

"... Rin... Rin, I love you... my wife."

"Ah... my Goemon... Take me away… love me more..."

"Haha, that's a great killer sentence... if we hadn't died... you would have passed away by now."

A pure white climax—

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[Goemon’s POV]

Inside a sweet and stagnant room, the remnants of our lovemaking are still in the air.

I tried to put on her clothes by buttoning her from behind.

I like to bury my face in her hair. The more I eat, the sweeter it will taste.

"It's summer and you can smell ...... the scent of daphne."

"St... stop, I'm sweating right now..."

Her hoarse voice after ‘that’ is strangely sexy.

The body that had just reached was not strong enough, and it was left to me.

As if maddened by her sex appeal, I put my nose behind her ears and on the nape of her neck, leaving marks everywhere. Clothing and jewelry aren't the only things that can dress up the woman you fall in love with.

"... Hehe"

"Anything funny?"

"I remember you sneaking into the garden with a flower basket."

Daphne flowers, which shouldn't exist.

How sinful it was for me to touch an unmarried woman who died because of me.

“Usually you are pretty calm, but that was… hehehe!”

"You’re too slow, you're to blame."

With her voice booming and laughing happily, she has no way of knowing this conflict.

It's funny, but it's unintentional.

However, I do not regret telling her my feelings there. If not...

"...... my love will never cease, even though the sand on the beach of the rough shore of the sea will."

If I had hesitated, this love would have been dead.

"Actually, that was my last words."

Her back stiffened. She seemed hesitant as she tried to turn around.

I love this Rin so much that I brush her long hair. I was not lying, I could really smell the fragrance of the daphne.

"Perhaps, I may have noticed somewhere. That you were at Sanjo Kawara."

"...!?"

“I didn’t want to expose myself to you that I had an unsightly death, but I wanted you to remember that I was alive. Even you, a blind woman, can hear me, can't you?”

Her back is curled up and there is no reaction.

"At the end of the day, the cry of a once-in-a-lifetime love... Don't take it seriously."　

I wish I hadn't ...... said that.

My memories of the time I was executed are filled with burning pain and the pain of losing my companions, and I honestly don't know if the song I wrote was a confession of my love.

I just wish I had a song dedicated to her.

"... Goemon"

She looks back with her dignified voice, having made up her mind.

A face that knows the pain of being hurt. Out of place, but I thought she was beautiful. I am drawn to her strength once again.

She bit her lips and pressed them against my thick chest. In the middle of the big chest, deep inside, there must be a heart that does not beat.

"... Will this ease your pain?"

She looks up and I see the anxious, sweet-orange eyes.

Seeing her with used-to-be-blind eyes is quite emotional. I wanted to be stared at by her eyes all the time.

"It’s not enough."

The arms that hold me tight are filled with strength.

"Goemon...?"

"The position of your lips on my chest, it makes me so aroused... that's why it's not enough."

I cupped her face so she wouldn't escape. Our flushed cheeks come closer.

"I did... didn’t I ... on your chest."

A sensual dizziness strikes with a sweet breath. I may have gone mad due to the lingering feelings of our pledge.

"I'm going to tell you something in case you've forgotten... I haven't done it yet, right?"

I hugged her, who turned red and fell silent.

I knew it, she was forgetful.

You said you would carry the pain together, but you secretly carried it yourself. That habit, trying to take over the wounds of others.

This side of her is cute and adorable, but I have to remind her.

Even tonight... I wanted you to be spoiled first. I can't stand you crying alone in a corner of a dark room.

People who died on the same day would not be punished for comforting each other. So I ‘kidnapped’ you.

From the swaying play, the caresses increase in intensity.

“So, let’s go together— Rin.”

"Goemon... Ah... I love you."

I can't stand the heat anymore... I thought, but I welcome her warmth.

I don't care if I get roasted to death again. Boil or bake, do whatever you like with me.

We'll fall into the hellish hell while being scorched. To the depths of hell..

Donate ❤