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    It was a winter night with whistling cold winds, but the general store’s second-floor bedroom was filled with heat.

    It was so sweltering that sweat beaded up on the shoulders of the two people sleeping skin to skin.

    Tia was buried in Fosao’s savage scent.

    His saliva and semen had seeped into her perky breasts, and his shrunken penis touched her smooth buttocks, giving off an acrid smell.

    Rumble-!!

    And even though Fosao snored loudly right behind her, his plump belly pressing firmly against her back with every deep breath.

    Tia remained in his embrace.

    She was in a very deep sleep and did not wake.

    She simply slept soundly, like an angel resting after lowering her tired wings.

    Time passed.

    Slowly, dawn was breaking.

    Fosao, who was lazy by nature, didn’t usually wake up in the morning, but for some reason, Tia didn’t wake up either.

    Perhaps it was because they had sweated so intensely until late at night.

    Even as dazzling sunlight brightly poured through the window, shining down on her pure white naked body.

    Tia did not wake up.

    After the morning had completely passed, and the sun was high in the sky.

    Only then did the little angel twitch her eyelids, waking from her winter slumber.

    “…Ah.”

    She gazed blankly forward with open eyes.

    And, as always, she sat up.

    Rustle-.

    Her now somewhat longer red hair flowed down over her shoulders.

    She sighed deeply, gazing at the bright sunlight.

    Then, inadvertently rubbing her eyes, she stopped her hand as she discovered herself wearing nothing.

    “…”

    She showed no shame or surprise.

    No, her gaze suggested she already knew.

    Slender fingers slowly stroked down her chest.

    On her pure white skin, which was almost reflective, dried semen made it feel rough.

    Touching each of those traces.

    Tia recalled what she had done yesterday.

    From having her breasts and nipples suckled by Fosao, to falling asleep covered in hot, sticky semen.

    Tia was expressionless.

    No look of regret or sadness was visible either.

    It was simply a face carefully recalling the ‘fact’ that it had happened.

    Grumble- *choke*!

    Fosao, who had been snoring vigorously in his sleep, suddenly had his breath catch.

    It seemed he was about to wake up.

    The pig opened his eyes with smacking sounds.

    “Nghhh… Ti-Tia?”

    The fellow, who had just woken, searched for Tia with a blank expression, then his face brightened considerably.

    It couldn’t be helped.

    Because Tia’s appearance, reflected in Fosao’s eyes, was too beautiful.

    Tia asked in a calm voice.

    “…Are you awake?”

    “Mmm…”

    That ‘surreal scene’ of a beautiful naked girl sitting under the sacred sunlight pouring in from the window.

    Her slightly shadowed back was visible.

    Her deeply curved waist, her shoulders with small creases, and her ample buttocks.

    Lastly, the sight of her red hair scattered over her back, shining like rubies, even evoked a sense of nobility.

    At the thought that he had freely suckled, bitten, and spattered semen all over such an enchanting body last night.

    Fosao’s dick began to harden again.

    “You’re so b-beautiful… Tia.”

    “…Huh?”

    Grab!

    With that, he tightly hugged Tia’s back.

    Tia, unexpectedly embraced, blushed, at a loss for what to do.

    “Why are you like this, first thing in the morning…”

    “Be-because Tia is so pretty… I wanted to hold you.”

    “But I… my body is dirty right now…”

    “Nghhh-! I-is that so?!”

    “Last night… Ahjussi… spattered semen on my body, didn’t you?”

    Tia cringed slightly, as if embarrassed.

    She didn’t seem to know that such words only made Fosao’s dick even harder.

    “Eheheh…. That’s right! I’ll wipe it all, all off for you!”

    Fosao hastily got out of bed and grabbed the kettle from the stove.

    After roughly wetting a dry cloth, he approached Tia and began to wipe her body.

    Swish- swish-.

    He carefully rubbed her delicate collarbones, as if dusting a marble masterpiece.

    “…”

    Tia remained still, sitting on the bed.

    Even when he wiped her breasts, she waited without moving so that Fosao could work comfortably.

    Next, he wiped her belly, where semen had dried yellow.

    “It seems some got into your b-belly button too… Heehee.”

    He carefully wiped even that small indentation with the cloth.

    Fosao, letting out a creepy laugh, finally shifted his gaze to her lower belly.

    Tia’s pubic hair, which he hadn’t wiped off, was messily tangled.

    “…I’m embarrassed.”

    “N-no. This appearance is… beautiful too…”

    Swish-.

    He meticulously wiped, as if not wanting to miss even a single strand of her short pubic hair.

    “It’s all… d-done.”

    “…”

    The awkward and embarrassing atmosphere between the naked man and woman was clearly palpable.

    It was fresh.

    Tia’s lost gaze, not knowing where to look, and her flushed cheeks were truly pure.

    However, the person facing the naked girl on the other side was.

    A pig-like man, far from ‘purity’.

    It was then that Tia was about to get off the bed.

    “Th-that, Tia. By any chance…”

    Fosao asked haltingly.

    “Yesterday’s m-massage… how was it?”

    The red-haired girl sharply looked up at Fosao, then puffed out her cheeks.

    “…I won’t tell you.”

    That answer contained no hint of resentment, only pure playfulness.

    Then, with a beautiful smile, sticking out her tongue and giving a slight, playful laugh.

    …It felt as if something inside me was breaking.

    ***

    Flap-.

    Clothes fluttered behind the warehouse.

    A small, pure white women’s shirt and an absurdly large men’s shirt were hanging together.

    Thwack! Thwack!

    Tia was doing laundry.

    She diligently pounded the laundry in the stream, blowing on her hands, which were cold and numb from the icy water.

    “Yah-!”

    She wrung out the water, filled a basket with laundry, and entered through the general store’s back door.

    Near the stove, she stretched out a long rope and skillfully began hanging the laundry.

    Across from Tia, who was busily doing chores, Fosao was taking a long, lazy nap.

    Rumble-!

    Now Tia had become indifferent to the loud snoring.

    She didn’t react sensitively as before, nor did she bother trying to wake him.

    While living with Fosao in the same house…

    …No, perhaps she had to get used to that sound, which she might hear for the rest of her life.

    Tap. Tap.

    Rather, Tia shook out the laundry as quietly as possible, lest she accidentally wake Fosao.

    It was then, as she hung the last piece of laundry on the line.

    …♬

    Piercing through the loud sounds.

    She felt an unusual sound faintly reaching her from afar.

    “…!”

    She turned her head in that direction.

    As she concentrated her dulled ears, those mysterious sounds faintly reached her again.

    Tia walked as if possessed toward the source of the sound.

    Clunk!

    She opened the back door and stepped out.

    The sound grew louder.

    It was below.

    Right from the foot of the mountain, a beautiful melody was rising.

    ♩… ♬♪…♫

    It was music.

    That beautiful instrument sound she had heard at Deseo’s autumn banquet had reached even the Dragonez Mountain Range.

    Tia’s heart pounded.

    Hesitating as if not wanting to miss the music, she nonetheless opened the back door again and ran to Fosao.

    “Ahjussi! Ahjussi!”

    Rumble- *snort*?!

    Fosao, who had fallen into a deep sleep, opened his eyes.

    “Nghhh? Why, why did you wake me…”

    “Come outside! I hear music! The same music we heard at the autumn banquet!”

    “Ughh…”

    As Tia urgently grabbed his hand and led him, Fosao reluctantly got up and stumbled along.

    ♫……♩…♬♬

    The music was still echoing in the valley.

    Holding Fosao’s hand tightly, Tia held her breath and listened intently.

    It was the first time in a very long time to see such clear and sparkling red eyes.

    “You hear it, don’t you?”

    “Ah, th-this…? I know what this is.”

    Fosao explained.

    “They’re having a c-coming-of-age ceremony in Taildon. Around this time every year… they u-used to do it.”

    “A coming-of-age ceremony?”

    “Yeah… It’s similar to Breezden’s ‘Baptism’. You, Tia, you’ve done it too, right?”

    “…”

    However, Tia bowed her head slightly without answering.

    “Huh? Oh, you haven’t? The Baptism?”

    “…No.”

    She gave a weak smile.

    “I was exiled a few days before the Baptism.”

    “Ah… I-I’m sorry.”

    “No, it’s fine. It’s just… a ritual, isn’t it? My hometown is gone anyway, so I don’t really feel regretful about it.”

    Though she spoke quite indifferently.

    On Tia’s face, however, there remained a bittersweet wistfulness.

    Her words were true.

    Now the Baptism held no meaning.

    Even if Tia wanted to have the Baptism, the people who could prove this girl was a proper member of the village had vanished.

    More than anything, Tia had wanted to perform the Baptism to achieve love with me.

    But now that she had buried her past with me, there was no reason to cling to such empty rituals.

    Perhaps the Baptism would remain for Tia only as ‘a dream she had wanted to fulfill when she was young,’ a memory of that kind.

    Comforting her feelings with the lively music of the coming-of-age ceremony from the village below. She would bury her sad memories.

    Pushing aside such gloomy thoughts, Tia raised her head again and tried to concentrate on the music.

    Suddenly, Fosao asked.

    “Don’t you think it’s a waste?”

    “Huh?”

    “It’s a o-once-in-a-lifetime… Baptism… I think it’s a w-waste to just let it go like this.”

    It was a serious voice, not a joke.

    Tia asked back.

    “But I was exiled, and there are no villagers to perform the ritual for me, are there?”

    “Well…”

    Fosao scratched his head.

    “I-I know how to do it. I’ve done it once. Uh… I remember where and how to do it.”

    “Really?”

    “Yeah. So… it’ll probably just be the t-two of us, but…”

    His dark eyes glanced back at Tia.

    “Shall we do it? The Baptism…”

    “…”

    Tia bowed her head deeply without a word.

    As Taildon’s music softly echoed, the girl fidgeted with her fingers on her lower belly.

    That’s right.

    Fosao had once lived in Breezden.

    Moreover, he was even a proper ‘member of the village,’ having successfully completed the Baptism.

    A Baptism for just the two of them.

    A ritual with no one else in attendance, just the two of them.

    There was no doubt that it would be a ‘Breezden Baptism,’ performed between Breezden people.

    A moment later, Tia opened her mouth.

    “Is there… alcohol?”

    “Yeah. It’s in the w-warehouse. Is it n-needed for the Baptism, right?”

    “Yes… I heard that.”

    “Then. Sh-shall we prepare?”

    To his cautious voice.

    Tia nodded faintly.

    “…Yes.”

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