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My head is cold.

All my thoughts are frozen, stopped in their tracks.

As if shrouded in fog, my mind is completely white. Even if I try to force it to move, it stops again immediately.

Mumbling, mumbling, mumbling.

Mechanically, I put food in my mouth and chew.

I can’t taste anything. Only the sensation of putting something in my mouth exists.

Food going down my throat.

Since I can’t taste anything, my appetite naturally disappears.

I swallow the food with difficulty, suppressing the nausea caused by the unfamiliar texture.

Because it’s a meal prepared by my ‘husband’.

Because it’s food prepared by someone I… love, I could force myself to eat it.

“…Honey.”

“…”

“Sweetheart.”

“….Yes?”

“Is something wrong?”

I lifted my head at the voice that pierced my ears and awakened me.

As I narrowed my eyes to focus, the fog that clouded my vision gradually cleared. My husband’s face appeared.

“No, nothing.”

“You don’t have much of an appetite? If you’re tired, you can go to bed early.”

“Yeah, no. No, that’s right. I guess I could be tired. I ate well.”

“Okay, go on ahead. I’ll be right there.”

My husband took my bowl and went to the kitchen.

He must have finished his meal too, because he quickly cleared the table.

I sat in my chair and quietly watched him.

My head felt numb.

My husband’s face seemed blurry, and his voice was hard to hear. My ears felt blocked.

I got up from the chair and approached my husband in the kitchen.

He’s a head taller than me. Maybe 180cm, or a little taller. He said he wasn’t 190cm.

His build was lean, with well-defined muscles. He definitely has a handsome face, exactly my type.

Approaching him, I hugged him from behind, feeling his firm body.

“Sweetheart?”

“…Oppa.”

“Something’s wrong, isn’t it?”

A gentle voice. He gently holds my arms wrapped around his waist and asks.

My chest ached at his tenderness.

“Hold me.”

“Huh?”

“Hold me. Right now.”

So I demanded it.

I wanted to forget what happened this morning in his arms.

“Okay, let’s go.”

After hugging me, he lifted me up.

He carried me in a princess carry to the bedroom.

After setting me down on the bed, perfect for two, he slowly undressed.

A sculpted body was revealed between the falling clothes.

Watching him, I undressed as well.

“Will you do it with your mouth?”

“…Yes.”

I approached him as he sat on the bed.

His cock, standing stiffly between his legs. I touched it with my hand.

Slightly warm temperature. The tendons felt in my hand. Even holding it with both hands, it still felt too big.

“Ugh…”

When I brought my nose to it, a musty smell rose.

Barely suppressing the rising nausea, I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock.

The terrible smell filling my mouth made me angry.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

“…Mmm…”

“Haah, honey… Ugh…”

“Mmm? Ugh… Mmm..”

With a squelching sound, a viscous liquid sprayed into my mouth.

The fishy-smelling fluid squirmed in my mouth.

Gulping it down.

It felt like swallowing phlegm.

Looking at my husband, he was looking down at me with a flushed face.

He grabbed my body and laid me on the bed.

He spread my legs and brought his cock to my vulva.

There wasn’t the same pressure as before.

To be honest, I didn’t even feel him enter.

There was a faint sensation of something moving in and out, but all I could think was, ‘Is this really a cock?’

“Ugh, ah. Ah, good. Ah.”

“Haah, ugh. Swe-etheart…!”

“Aaah, come on. Ah.”

I hugged him, making mechanical moans.

For the first time, his usually warm embrace felt cold.

The semen entering my vagina felt repulsive rather than loving.

The brief incident from the morning had begun to ruin my life.

The pleasure was overwhelming, enough to shatter everything I had experienced.

I wiped the thin semen and looked at my husband lying beside me.

The face I had praised so much for its handsomeness was blurry. His face seemed obscured by fog.

My chest ached.

Spreading my legs, I inserted my fingers into my dry pussy. I scraped the vaginal walls, removing the semen inside.

My carefully planned pregnancy was ruined.

I fell asleep with my back to my husband, just like that night.

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

After ‘that day’, my junior, Se-ah, quit the police force.

It was a decision made while in a daze all day. I didn’t try to stop her. I couldn’t have stopped her. It was because of someone, after all.

I still regret it. If only I could have helped her back then.

It’s a pointless hypothesis now.

While spending my days meaninglessly, I received a call from Se-ah.

I came to the nearby park as instructed, but maybe I came a little early, because Se-ah didn’t seem to be here yet.

“You’re early, Senpai.”

“…Se-ah.”

“It’s been a while.”

Se-ah, whom I saw after a long time, couldn’t be described as fine, even as a polite exaggeration.

Her haggard eyes and unkempt, dry hair, and somewhat gaunt appearance… she looked drastically different from the last time I saw her.

“You’ve changed a lot…”

“…Umm… I guess so.”

An awkward silence hung in the air.

I couldn’t speak, and neither could she.

Still, an apology would come first, right?

“Se-ah.”

“Senpai.”

“Let me speak first.”

“Let me speak first.”

Our words overlapped. Twice, even.

We stared at each other, momentarily stunned by the absurd situation.

“Pu, hahaha!”

“…Ha ha.”

We laughed.

Her bright smile offered a small measure of comfort.

“Then, I’ll speak first.”

“Okay.”

“Don’t apologize, Senpai. I know it couldn’t be helped.”

“…But.”

“Sigh, it’s okay.”

Se-ah walked ahead with a slightly bitter expression.

Watching her walk away, step by step, I began to follow her from behind.

A cool breeze blew.

“Se-ah.”

“Yes, Senpai.”

“Thank you.”

“…What is that?”

Se-ah stopped, momentarily, looking at me.

“Senpai, let’s go to my house.”

“…Okay.”

“No, let’s go. Senpai. Hurry and follow.”

Se-ah took my hand and pulled me along at a fast pace, and I couldn’t shake her hand off so I just followed along.

“I know you feel sorry for me, Senpai. So I’m going to use you.”

Having arrived at her house, she said as she undressed.

“Hold me, Senpai.”

“You…”

“I’m sorry. I’ve become like this.”

“…”

“Hurry.”

I approached her.

I can smell a strong scent of her skin.

I took off the rest of her clothes and laid her on the bed.

I undressed myself and got on top of her.

“Wow… Is it big? It’s pretty firm.”

“…Do you do this to other people?”

“Is that important right now? I’m sorry. So, hurry up and fuck me.”

“Okay…”

Se-ah took out a tube of gel from the nearby drawer and squeezed some into her pussy.

Then, she spread her legs and slightly wagged her hips, as if to tempt me.

“If I don’t do this my pussy gets dry. Fuck me quickly.”

“Okay.”

“Uh, oh… I can feel it… Ugh, it’s pretty big.”

“Se-ah…”

“…Senpai, are you crying?”

Some tears flowed.

Why am I doing this? I don’t know why I’m crying.

“Move faster.”

“Ugh.”

“I’m sorry. Is it boring because I’m not reacting?”

“No… It’s not that.”

Se-ah didn’t react at all.

But, it was better this way. If I had tried to pretend to enjoy it, it would only have hurt more.

“After being fucked by my master, my senses have gradually disappeared. My appetite has dropped… I’m going crazy because no matter how much I masturbate, I don’t feel anything anymore.”

Se-ah calmly started to tell her story.

“My pussy doesn’t get wet, so it keeps tearing and getting injured… and I don’t even feel pain. I thought something was wrong with my body. I use gel now, but I still feel nothing. It just doesn’t tear.”

“Are you… okay…?”

“…No. I’m not okay.”

“I’m, sorry…”

There were no words I could say.

What should I say? I really don’t know. Therefore, the only thing that I could say was an apology.

“It seems I shouldn’t have anything to say, sticking my dick in my junior’s pussy and just shaking my hips.”

“Tha, that… so…”

“Heehee, it was a joke. I was a little mean, wasn’t I?”

“…”

Even while talking to Se-ah, I felt like cumming.

Se-ah, sensing my cock swelling, hugged me and whispered in my ear.

“Cum inside.”

“But…!”

“Hurry. Make me pregnant.”

“…!”

With a squirt, squirt, I came inside Se-ah’s pussy. I felt the semen flow out.

“Oh… It’s strange to feel the semen coming in.”

“…Do you do this with other people? Tell me…”

“Is that important?”

“…It’s important. At least… to me.”

“I see.”

Se-ah seemed to be thinking for a while, looking away.

Then, she turned her head and looked into my eyes and said.

“It’s only been you, Senpai. I’ve only done this with you.”

“…What?”

“Besides my master, you are the first.”

“…I see.”

What is this? Should I say I’m relieved?

I hated myself for finding comfort in this.

“Senpai, do you like me?”

“…Yeah, I like you.”

“I see. I hate you. I hate you madly. But, on the other hand, I like you so much… that I’m going crazy.”

Se-ah grabbed my face.

Then, staring at me intently, she said.

“Therefore… I will use you. If I can, I will continue to check if you really feel sorry by remaining by your side.”

“Se-ah…?”

“So make me pregnant. Create some reason why… I have to be by your side.”

“…”

“Hurry.”

After that, no words passed between us.

I continued to thrust, and Se-ah simply hugged me.

“Se-ah.”

“Yes, Senpai.”

After it was all over, lying next to each other, I looked at her.

“…Did you enjoy it?”

“…Of course I didn’t enjoy it, Senpai.”

“I see…”

“…Good night.”