episode_0154

Standing alone and forlorn on the steps leading into the house, Fosao asked Tia. “Where did you go?” She had her head bowed. Like someone who had committed a sin. Like someone who couldn’t forget. …Or like someone who had erased even the last vestiges remaining in their heart.

Tia, who had been silent, slowly lifted her head. Her eyes brimmed with tears clearer than morning dew. Her tear-streaked eyes were hot and redder than cheeks brushed by the cold wind. She was truly a ruby-like girl. “I… went to Ritsu’s house.” “Why there?” “……”

Unable to answer Fosao’s question about the reason, she bit her lip tightly. Her breathing wavered slightly. As she exhaled short, sorrowful breaths, faint puffs of steam billowed out. Suddenly, all strength left Tia’s body. “Huh?” Fosao’s large body caught her frail form just as she seemed about to collapse. “What, what’s wrong, Tia?” “Huuuh…”

Tia wept in Fosao’s arms. Rubbing her face against his old coat to wipe her tears, she sobbed endlessly, her body wracked with tremors. It was a cold winter day, with fierce winds blowing. Her sorrowful cries stretched on. Today… was her ‘birthday,’ the day she should have been happiest. Yet, she cried more sorrowfully than ever before.

Pat. Fosao gently patted her small back. He hugged Tia tightly as she wept profusely in his arms, letting her cry as much as she needed. The mountain wind whistled around them. Without going inside, they stood at the door, remaining there. Around the time the hollow sound of ice breaking in the stream echoed, Tia’s crying slowly began to subside. She leaned against Fosao for a long time, then lifted her head. “…Mister.” “Hmm?”

Tia smiled sadly. “That promise, to make me happy…” “Yes.” “Can you keep it?”

Fosao looked down at the girl intently. To make her happy. That was a promise I hadn’t kept, a failed promise. Tia offered the promise she had dedicated her life to… to Fosao. “Y-yes. Of course. I can k-keep it.” “Really?” “I t-told you already.”

A large hand firmly clasped the girl’s frozen one. Like the pose just before a baptismal dance. They faced each other, holding hands. Fosao spoke in a dreamy voice. “Let’s go s-somewhere nobody knows.” “…Yes.” “And quietly, just the t-two of us, live there.”

Tia nodded slightly. “And together… let’s m-make a ‘family’.” “……”

Family. Perhaps because of that word, Tia wore a blank expression for a moment. That was the word she had waited and waited for. Tia, who always boasted cheerfully and energetically that she could do anything, conversely had one thing she could never achieve. Family. Her father who had disappeared, and her mother who had died of illness at too young an age. Tia… had been alone since she was little. Though all the villagers said it was alright because they became her family, no matter how much it was the village custom, they couldn’t be as close as blood relatives. Even though she didn’t show it, I knew. Ruyef and Marie, who lost their parents in the war, relied on each other as siblings. I, too, didn’t know my birth mother and father, but the Village Elder had been a father to me since I was very young. But Tia had no one to rely on. No parents to speak for her. She always had to sleep alone, and had to watch us, returning home with our families, with lonely eyes.

“Family…” Tia’s voice trembled. Fosao reached out and grasped that will, which seemed to waver as if about to collapse. “Yes. Let’s make o-our own family.” If there was anyone in the village in the same situation as Tia, It was only Fosao, who had spent his entire life alone, without family.

“So, y-you don’t have to be sad.” Fosao wiped Tia’s eyes with his thumb. She seemed to have realized something. Just as the frozen earth slowly awakens as the cold winter recedes. Tia’s hardened heart also began to open. I could never know what it was, but. The ruby eyes that had made ‘a certain decision’ were as bright as dawn breaking across the sky. And in the infinitely deep, crimson jewels, Fosao’s face was reflected.

The man who reached out first when she was tired and struggling. The knight-like man who always protected her. The only man who still loved her even when the whole world pointed fingers and cursed her. With eyes that finally realized that her destined man was… not Ritsu. But ‘Fosao.’ Tia spoke. “…Yes.”

The words I had feared most. “Let’s make one together… a family.” Ah. The wind blew. It blew so fiercely that the figures of the two were obscured. I was pushed back by the wind. I simply… couldn’t watch Tia anymore. Had the distance between us become this great?

Fosao’s voice was heard intermittently. “Th-then… if that happens… is that alright?” “……” There was no audible reply. Only. The words that followed remained vivid, tearing at my heart. “If I get pregnant… I’ll give birth.”

Fosao’s hand rested on Tia’s shoulder. And slowly, he opened the door, pulling her into the house where dark shadows stretched. The beautiful house. The largest house in Brizdon. The house where the bravest and most outstanding couple in this village had lived. The house where the most beautiful girl in the world was born. And the house where pure memories of me and Tia remained. But now, that girl…. Was going back into the house. To bear the child of an old, pig-like man.

Click. The door closed. The two figures were no longer visible. They had entered that house. Yet, for some reason, I couldn’t follow them inside. Even when I reached out. Even when I intensely wished to open that door and enter. The phantom of memory kept pushing me away from the perimeter of the ‘house,’ as if denying me entry. I couldn’t understand. I was the one watching this vision. But it was going against my will. Why? Why couldn’t I see Tia? Ah. Perhaps I… no longer wanted to see Tia’s past. Perhaps I wanted to stop now. Simply staring blankly at Tia’s unchanged house, I might have already known what would happen next. When that thought occurred to me. I didn’t go into the house, but slowly turned my steps to the side.

A window came into view. Tia had always met me there. The window sill where Tia, always quick to hear me arrive due to her sharp night hearing, would lean her arm after opening the window. Beyond the glass of that window, Tia was visible. She… was not wearing clothes. As I watched Tia, naked for a moment, Fosao’s arm naturally wrapped around her slender waist. His thick hands grasped Tia’s body and pushed her onto the bed, and Tia collapsed onto the bed.

Fosao buried his face between her slender legs. Breathing filled the air. Fosao’s rough exhalations and Tia’s short, wet breaths mingled. As he kissed her deeply, his thick fingers gently brushed the sensitive folds. With a squishing sound, a remarkably sticky, transparent fluid smeared out. Fosao chuckled. “You’re already w-wet, aren’t you?” “I don’t know… my body feels hot, and my lower belly feels aching…” “Heheh! That means T-Tia is ready to c-carry a baby now.” “A baby…”

That pig’s penis was harder than ever. It was taut, as if it had been waiting only for this day, stretching across Tia’s lower abdomen as if about to burst. “Pant—! Pant—!” That penis, which had never once been allowed copulation for reproduction by a woman… seemed to know well that this was its only chance to leave offspring. The most important day in that wretched 50-year life. To implant his seed into a young, soft womb that had never yet carried a baby. Fosao roughly shoved himself into Tia’s vagina.

“Hnnngh—!” “Tia. I l-love you.” “Say… say more.” “I love you, Tia.” “I love you too… Mister.”

As soon as the massive penis entered, Tia slightly raised her head and stuck out her tongue. Unable to control her yearning body, it was an instinctive gesture, wanting a kiss. Accepting all the demands offered first by the young female, Fosao uninhibitedly began to suck on Tia’s tongue. Every time he moved his hips, a bubbling sound could be heard from between their intertwined legs. Fosao held Tia’s waist tightly to prevent her from escaping and threatened her.

“I’m gonna c-cum inside.” “…Haah!” “Just r-receive it. Understand?” “Yes… Hnngh!” A declaration of internal ejaculation. Tia, who had consistently refused internal ejaculation until now, allowed it meaninglessly, as if all her previous resistance felt meaningless.

“It’s n-not scary to have a baby, is it?” “……” Tia, with her eyes open, gently gripped Fosao’s shoulder. And slowly, tracing her fingers upwards, she stroked his wrinkled cheek as she replied. “No. If it’s your baby, Mister… it’s okay.” “R-really?” “Because it’s the child of the one I love…” “Heheh—!” Unable to hide his joy, he let out a laugh drenched in triumph. As a man, I understood the meaning of that laugh. The roar of a male who had completely claimed a female.

“T-Tia is beautiful. So the baby will b-be beautiful like its mother too.” “Hnnngh…” “With bright red hair… and b-bright red eyes.” Tia gradually succumbed to the hard penis relentlessly thrusting deep inside her. Perhaps it was the awareness that they were having sex to make a baby from now on, but she let out moans with breaths more rapid and excited than ever. Fosao, pinning Tia beneath him, mercilessly pounded his hips down. With each violent thrust, a smacking sound echoed loudly. So loud it reached my ears, standing outside the window. The slender girl couldn’t move, her vagina being mercilessly impaled by the penis.

“Haah! Mister…! Too hard…” “I-I’ll take full responsibility, Tia.” Fosao panted and cried out. “B-bear my… child!” Tia accepted the vulgar confession made during sex, with a 30-year age gap, without reservation. “…Yes.” “Tiaaa—!!” “Hnngh♥!”

Fosao lifted his hips sharply. To engrave the fact that only he could invade this pitiable place, and to deposit his semen deep inside her womb so that not a single drop would leak out. He roughly thrust into Tia’s vagina. Every time their sweaty skin met, Tia’s expression transformed from uneasiness to ecstasy.

“I’m cumming—!” As if waiting for the semen to soon pour into her womb, she looked at Fosao, her face completely flushed. “Cum inside me…” “Pant—! Pant—!” Fosao’s eyes were bloodshot. Perhaps the urge to ejaculate surged, and just then, he thrust his hips down even faster and more violently than before. Squeeze—. Tia slightly lifted her legs and wrapped them around Fosao’s body.

Ah. Flowing sweat, unfocused eyes, half-parted lips. That beautiful and noble girl… had truly become a female. And because of that, she truly seemed to want it. Fosao’s semen. Her and Fosao’s baby.

“Ughhhh—!!” He lifted his hips once sharply, then powerfully plunged them down. A great impact enveloped Tia’s body. There was no movement. Fosao, who had been thrusting his hips like mad, and Tia, who had been pulling at the bedsheets in excitement. They both froze. But they hadn’t stopped. Fosao’s lower abdomen was heaving with each breath, and Tia’s chest rose and fell as she breathed. They were simply… concentrating. To feel the moment the semen entered and filled her vagina. Thump… thump…. It was as if I could hear it. The sound of the thick, middle-aged man’s semen slowly filling the girl’s womb.