episode_0027

There was no need to think about anything.

Though my head still throbbed as if it would split, and tears wouldn’t stop, it wasn’t tormenting. The drug of love shared with a beloved had enough power to revive even the gray mush of my brain.

Truly a happy ending. The destination of happiness.

Forgetting everything, I indulge in warmth, exploring my body and soul in it. Sliding my arms deep into her armpits, I wrap them around her back. I mount her, craving affection like a newborn bird opening its mouth, pleading.

“Ah… Ha… Ugh….”

“…You’re cute. Do you like it that much?”

“Yes, uh-huh. Yes….”

“Then rest. I’ll help.”

To such a savage sight, Jin bestows a merciful touch.

She strips off the sweat-drenched pajamas, freeing the fiery skin from its confinement. She allows that trembling anxiety to sink into her own sweet flesh. My spine shivers. My breath quickens.

Reason succumbs to the overwhelming violence of lovers’ bare skin. I just wanted to be closer, even a bit more. I hoped to reach deeper. My heart races madly at the thought of transcending the physical barriers, becoming one in the ■■ of flesh, making my heart pound with excitement. A pulsating throb is felt. With only one eye left, I tremble watching the pulse between the vast valley of her chest.

“It’s okay.”

“Huh…?”

“You can touch me. Because I’m all yours, ■■.”

“Ugh….”

“Lips, cheeks, neck, chest, waist, and here too… You can do whatever you want with ■■.”

“Oh… Ha… Ahh… Ugh….”

My vision blurs.

Unconsciously, I slide my exposed leg between Jin’s thighs. The hot, sticky mucus oozes out. Each time it happens, my cheeks flush red. It was the primitive impulse that surged right after.

“Mm… Ugh… Ha… Ha…♥ Haah…♥!!”

“Ugh… Mm…♥”

“Jina, Jina…♥”

“Uh-huh… I’m here. Nowhere, I won’t go anywhere….”

Accepting others without any hindrance or hesitation. Washing away sorrow and agony with merged happiness. Embracing the soaked belly with sweat, tears, and everything else, filling you with me. Grasping your swollen ■■ tightly for me and suckling on the milk that hasn’t come out yet.

Each time, the crimson paint obscures memories.

It’s okay. It’s not your fault. Saying so, the pierced ■■ and ■■ writhe in agony. Crying out not wanting to die but to save and devouring ■ and ■, getting choked. Not wanting to defile Jin as much, losing oneself in the fire. Pouring out. Pouring out. Pouring out continuously in her embrace.

“Haha… Feels good…?”

“Ha… Ha… Uh-huh… Yes… Ugh….”

“…Phew.”

There was no reply. It couldn’t be helped. But Jin knows everything. Just as Jin belongs to me, I belong to Jin. There are no secrets for me. Before even realizing my thoughts, I surrender them all to Jin. That’s why Jin smiles quietly. Extending her hand with sparkling crimson eyes─

“I did expect this to happen, but… Have you forgotten you’re still students?”

“…………!?”

“…………………!!”

─Just before we both turned our heads towards the direction of the voice.

A sharp face with peculiar blue eyes. Black hair tied in a ponytail. A left hand carrying a gift bag, while the right hand remains motionless. And crimson clothes. Red garments adorned with white fur.

“S-Santa……?”

“…So, you’ve come…!!!”

“Ugh… Santa, Santa!!”

The first to react was Jin, whose melted expression turned ferociously wicked in an instant.

After being pushed away, I rushed forward. The world seemed to flip for a moment, making me slightly dizzy, but I didn’t hesitate. Santa. Santa. The Santa Jin warned about. Illegal intrusion. An intruder who had slipped into our world. I had to chase, or even kill if necessary. A knife. A knife. No knife. It was missing, stripped of its clothes. Running. Just running. Following Jin, stumbling along.

“Every year, what’s with this chaos… Am I really going crazy?”

“Argh, ugh, ughhh!!”

“Aaaahhhhh!!”

“So, even if we accept that about him, why did you forget your medicine again?”

Stalled.

Santa blocked both Jin’s punch and my kicking foot with the knife he pulled from the fallen bag. A strange-looking knife. Large. Its blade branched out like seven branches, yet it was blunt. Solid but not sharp.

“Ugh, thud, ugh, ahhhh!!”

“Sigh… I do apologize for interrupting your enjoyable time. But, I came here in the first place because…”

“Huh…!?”

“You called me to match that delusion of Ryu Jin’s, didn’t you?!”

“Gah─!?”

“Ugh…!?”

Kicked away.

Santa slightly twisted the knife, throwing off balance as I tried to push it away by any means. A massive shock hit my abdomen, and when I regained consciousness, my chin was kneed, floating mid-air. Sensations dulled. I was kicked again and slammed onto the sofa. Dizzy. No, Jin alone. Danger. Must protect, but…

“You, you… dare, dar, reeeeeee!!!”

“I know you’re strong. But that’s all you’ve got.”

“Shut up, shut upshutupshutupshutupshutuuuup!!!”

“The guy who usually doesn’t say a word with his chubby face is now yelling non-stop… Maybe Park Hee isn’t a friend after all?”

“……What?”

As Santa calmly dodged attacks, Jin suddenly stopped at an incomprehensible remark. His heavily distorted expression showed complete confusion. I don’t understand. I don’t know the reason. I don’t know what he meant. But it was serious enough to confuse Jin. Then I must kill. Quickly reassure Jin. For the one I love. It’s not a bad thing. I’m not bad at all, so I have to do good things to apologize to those I’ve killed. I have to save Jin right now, even if my bones creak and my skull rings, I’ll get up, shout, run, run, kill, tear apart, kill!!

“Tzurnaaaaa!!”

“Who do you think taught you that?”

“Lu… kuh!?”

In mid-air, halted.

Unable to move, I fell to the ground facing Santa’s knife without causing any harm, forcibly stopped in motion. He looked at me pitifully. “Enough. Including that, I’ll explain it once more, so learn properly this time!!”

“Ah, ugh…!?”

“Tzurna, Lukaaaaaaa──!!!”

“Ahhh!!”

Although just kicked as before, a few added words made a significant difference.

Unable to withstand the shock, my consciousness abruptly snapped, colliding with Jin and rolling on the floor before barely returning to my senses. Dizzy. My head isn’t functioning properly. If Jin hadn’t caught me, I might have lost consciousness completely.

“……”

“Sigh… Really. Being physically strong is useless. Do you intend to continue? Your pathetic boyfriend is completely out.”

“…You.”

“Well, I won’t dodge if you foolishly rush at me agai…”

“…How does Santa know about Hee-na?”

“…Huh?”

Hee-na? Hee-na… Who was Hee-na again?

Jin mentioning someone else’s name instead of mine is not a common occurrence. In fact, my name is one that, upon hearing, flips my stomach, sometimes making me wish I could endure it a little longer, but nonetheless, it’s a very familiar name. However, even just recalling it makes my head ache. It throbs. My insides churn. Unable to remember some very important fact, I feel stifled, trapped in a narrow, dark room, trying to reach out somehow from within the hazy view, but I can’t muster the strength. It hurts. Too much. Painful. I hate pain. Hate it. Hate it. Hate it, hate it, hate it…

“Sigh… Here we go again. This is why I opposed the Santa play.”

“Gulp, gag, cough, hack… Sigh… Ah, ugh…! Gah, ugh…… Uwaaaah!!!”

“….”

“What do you want me to do? If I tell you to leave, you should leave. It’s not Santa’s job to pacify those who whine about not wanting gifts.”

“….”

“Stop it, please… Nooo!! Let go, let gooo!! Let go! Shut up, shut up, it’s too loud! I’m not doing this because I want to! Please stop, stop, please stoppinnngg!!!”

My throat hurts. I want to stop, but if I don’t scream, it won’t be heard. The voice. The crying. Because it hurts. Because it’s agonizing. Because it’s right. Even with broken bones. Even with torn flesh. Despite your voice trying so hard to smile. I didn’t want to do it, but I felt like I would die if I didn’t, terrified that the fire that had been out for a long time was too hot, wanting to alleviate the pain even a little bit, unable to bear it without writing you off, tears streaming down as you smiled with outstretched arms, and I, solely through violence, ignorantly and pitifully, like a beast gone mad, thought that someone like me should have died and disappeared long ago.

“Alright. I’ll stop.”

“Hu…!?”

“Hah… Mmm….”

A gentle touch. A warm sensation.

A kiss. A kiss with Jin, whom I truly adore. Swallow. Swallow. Something slides down my throat, and my body gradually loses strength. My voice becomes muffled. Vision darkens. I’m sleepy. Very, very tired. My legs give out. I collapse, burying my head in Jin’s chest.

“Heena, you naughty child. Lies every day. Always, always lying.”

“Uh-huh…?”

“That’s why. I don’t need things like presents. Santa won’t come to Heena. Don’t worry. That will never hurt you like back then.”

Silence.

I don’t understand. But because Jin said it, I believe. The door closed and Santa left. Jin drove him away. Jin is always right. As long as I do as Jin says, everything will be fine. We’re still happy as ever. Nothing has changed.

“…Merry Christmas.”

Jin lifted my bangs and kissed my forehead as he spoke.

In our world after Santa’s departure, we exchanged greetings, blessing this special day. So I did too. I closed my eyes, believing that I responded with a smile, saying Merry Christmas.