episode_0081

Fumika’s appearance, which exuded a blend of delicate charm and potent allure, drew the attention of all the village men, even though she was a married woman.

No, rather, the fact that she was a widow might have been an even bigger factor.

A delicate flower, precariously bloomed on a rugged mountaintop, making one want to reach out and pluck it even more.

If only they could pluck that flower and make it their own.

If only they could comfort and embrace her wounded heart.

…harboring such lewd expectations, no small number of pilgrims sought out the dilapidated shrine.

The man in charge of Natsuki Village’s self-governing council, ‘Kondo,’ too, was one of those toad-like individuals harboring such dark intentions.

“Heh heh… Now truly, it’s just a little bit more.”

Climbing the steep stone steps leading to the shrine, panting, Kondo’s unusually small eyes, in contrast to his bulging belly, gleamed.

On the surface, he feigned a benevolent smile and was well-regarded in the village, but deep down, he was just a lecherous old man who couldn’t resist young women.

Such a man, for a long time, had been eyeing the young widow of the shrine.

To get his hands on her, he had secretly put in a lot of effort.

‘Moving the festival’s main venue to the town square and completely taking away the shrine’s initiative took quite a long time, didn’t it? But finally, just barely, that tiresome effort will come to fruition. Heh heh heh.’

Although it was an old and shabby shrine, Fumika had an almost pathological attachment to it.

Was it because of the poignant memories with her late husband?

Or was it her last shred of pride as a shrine maiden?

But one cannot indefinitely maintain this massive shrine alone, without any income.

Kondo persistently exploited this point, using her financial difficulties as an excuse, intending to make both Fumika’s body and mind his own.

“That pale, voluptuous, utterly vulgar body – when I think of touching and embracing it as I please, climbing these mere stone steps is something I’ll gladly endure. Indeed!”

Clenching his fists, having climbed all the last stone steps, he once again donned the mask of a benevolent middle-aged gentleman’s expression.

“Huh?”

But for some reason, Fumika, who would normally be diligently sweeping the yard at this time, was nowhere to be seen.

“Oh dear… this is something. Did she go out? Did she go shopping?”

If so, then making time to climb all the way up here meant it was all for nothing.

Kondo, seemingly displeased, clicked his tongue.

Should he wait indefinitely like this?

Or should he turn back? It was precisely at the moment he was contemplating this.

“Aahhng…! Haah…! Hng…♥♥”

In one corner of the quiet shrine grounds.

From a secluded spot behind the shrine building, a faint woman’s voice could be heard.

Having embraced countless village virgins, as well as married women indiscriminately, he could tell.

‘That is undoubtedly a woman’s cry of pleasure!’

And if it was a woman’s voice to be heard from here…

Instinctively, Kondo, who stealthily moved towards where the sound was leaking from, hid his body behind a wooden pillar.

After taking a breath, he peeked his head out and looked inside.

At the unbelievable sight before him, he gasped.

“Unngh…! ♥♥ Hwaaang! G-good…! Ohh-gok ♥♥”

The source of the cries of pleasure was Fumika.

However, what surprised him was not just that the voice belonged to Fumika.

“Your pussy is tighter than yesterday. Do you like it that much to be fucked naked outside?”

Tied all over with dark red ropes and even wearing a blindfold, Fumika had her tongue out like a bitch in heat and was prostrated on all fours on the rough stone ground.

Moreover, behind her, shaking his hips like a beast, was a small boy, young enough that the blood on his head hadn’t even dried yet.

“F-feels… good…! ♥♥ Hng! Master’s… Master’s cock… coming into my pussy… feels so, so good…! ♥♥♥”

‘I-impossible.’

At that scene of madness, Kondo froze on the spot like a stone.

Could it be that the aloof Fumika would utter such lewd words in such a vulgar, bitch-like voice?

He had firmly vowed that he would surely make her like that someday, yet…

How dare she fawn and utter cries of heat to such a mere child, whose cock probably couldn’t even perform properly yet!

“Master-nim…! Aahhng! Could we… could we go inside soon…? If someone sees us like this… Heeeik?! ♥♥ Oh-gok!”

Before Fumika could even finish her sentence, the boy, as if to punish her, smacked her large buttocks savagely with his palm.

A lewd *smack* sound echoed through the shrine’s backyard.

“Anyway, to this dilapidated old shrine, how many pilgrims would visit from morning? And whether anyone sees or not, wasn’t your role to spread your pussy gratefully and offer it when Master fucks you?”

“S-sorry…! Hng! Sorry… Oh-oh-gok ♥♥ Master…! I did wrong, please forgive me…!”

*Squish squish squish squish*

Kondo truly could not take his eyes off the scene.

No, rather than couldn’t take his eyes off, his lower body had already swollen up hideously.

He, who had always been the one to take and violate, was excited by the sight of someone being violated.

To him, it was an unspeakable humiliation.

Then, the boy, who had been thrusting his hips wildly, suddenly turned his head, and his eyes met Kondo’s, who was hidden precisely behind the tree.

Clearly, the one whose secret scene was discovered was on their side, but it was Kondo whose heart sank and who was startled.

For just a moment, their two gazes clashed in the air.

“Shh-.”

“…?!”

The boy brought his index finger to his lips and flashed a sly smile.

That gaze. That was by no means the kind of gaze an ordinary child could have.

As if knowing everything,

Kondo, intimidated by that devilish gaze that seemed to mock everything, instinctively turned around and hurriedly left the shrine.

After that, the rumor that Kondo, holed up at home, had abstained from food and drink for a while, was a story for a little later in the future.

“Master-nim…? What’s wrong? Could it be… s-someone came?”

As the boy, Yuu’s, movements stopped, Fumika asked, sounding anxious.

“No. It seems a stray dog passed by. No, more accurately, a pig?”

“Huh?”

“No, nothing. Anyway, nothing to worry about.”

At his words, Fumika, while feeling relieved, gently swayed her hips as if yearning.

“T-then please move quickly. I want Master’s baby quickly… Hwooook…♥♥”

At the sudden, violent thrust of his cock, Fumika’s face shot upwards.

“Where does a bitch get off giving orders to her Master? Don’t you want to get fucked?”

“Hwooook♥♥ Sorry…! I’m sorry…! I’m sorry for being a disrespectful bitch to Master ♥ So that I can please Master, this female pussy… I’ll clench it with all my might! ♥♥”

Already, for her, neither the fidelity of a widow nor the dignity of a shrine maiden remained.

She was merely a female, lost in the pleasure bestowed by the superior male before her.

Until Yuu was satisfied, her desperate cries echoed within the sacred shrine grounds.

****

“Hee-eung…. Mama…♥”

After enjoying a session of outdoor play in the shrine’s backyard.

I, who had returned to Fumika’s residence, was held in her ample embrace, thoroughly indulging myself.

“My baby, does Mama’s boobie taste that good? Fufufu.”

“Yeah.”

Even after an intense session of rough play, Fumika showed no sign of exhaustion and gently embraced me even more tenderly as I rubbed my face into her chest and whined.

Although real milk didn’t come out, a sweet scent tickled my nose.

Every time I rolled my tongue around her enticingly erect pink nipple as if sucking on a candy, her body trembled.

“Hng… Aahhng…♥”

Forcibly dominating from above is good, but if one has become this kind of body, then this kind of play is the standard.

It’s paradise, absolute paradise.

“I was too rough just now, wasn’t I? Did it hurt?”

When I pulled my mouth from her nipple and asked, Fumika looked down at me and shook her head.

“No, it didn’t hurt. Rather, I’d say it felt good… Still, I was scared someone might find out.”

But in reality, we were caught, weren’t we?

That lecherous old man, his expression was quite a sight to behold.

Since it’s a small village, rumors will naturally spread, but it wasn’t a big concern.

At most, if anything happened, Fumika’s reputation might drop a little.

“Ah.”

Just then, as I chuckled remembering Kondo’s face, Fumika opened her mouth as if something had occurred to her.

“Yuu… no, as Master said, I already contacted Ms. Miyano from my side.”

“Oh.”

Just as I told Fumika last night, I planned to stay at the shrine for the next few days.

The reason, well, was to have a good time with her.

“Akari agreed right away?”

“She hesitated a bit at first, but when I told her that Master… Yuu-kun, would soon find a way to return to normal, she understood.”

“Well done.”

Instead of praise, when I lightly bit her nipple, Fumika’s body trembled more intensely than when I sucked with my tongue.

“And, you can treat me like Yuu even in everyday life. Only the contents are different, but everything else is the same. It’s more comfortable that way too.”

“Y-yes… I understand. Yuu-nim.”

At his words, Fumika nodded obediently right away, but she stammered, as if finding it not as easy as speaking.

Well, she’s cute, so I guess it’s fine.

“By the way, Yuu-kun, is there really a way to return to your original state from this condition?”

At that question, I inadvertently let out a hollow laugh.

In the original work, Fumika was the one who figured out the method, so it felt strange for her to be asking it herself.

Perhaps it was conveyed with a completely different intention than I thought, as Fumika hurriedly bowed her head.

“I-I’m sorry. I’ve once again committed the impolite act of doubting Master-nim…”

“No, no. It’s not because I’m angry… Anyway, a way to go back? Of course there is.”

I answered with a voice full of conviction.

“Fumika, as you said, this body is a wish, the materialized result of an intense inner desire. In other words, if that wish is granted, I can naturally return to my original state.”

“What exactly is that wish…?”

“I want to get my sister back. I want to get along well like before.”

“Is that all?”

“Yeah. Surprisingly pure, isn’t it?”

Seen this way, isn’t it truly a heartwarming wish?

However, Miyano Yuu, who has already become an adult, is no longer a child who accepts everything purely.

In other words, that wish inevitably must contain an adult’s selfish motives and twisted desires.

“There’s nothing particularly difficult. Just do as you’ve done so far.”

And the ending, as always, will be splendidly decorated.

“Fumika, there’s something I need you to do.”

“Me, something I need to do?”

“Yes. Not right now, but it’s a very important matter. During this summer festival…”

I calmly explained to her the plan to be executed during the summer festival.

Hearing that, she first widened her eyes in surprise, but then showed an inscrutable smile.

“What do you think? Do you think it’s too preposterous?”

“…No. I just thought once again that you truly are the same person I first felt you to be.”

Her hot hand somehow, once again, reached for his stiffly risen cock.

“This old shrine will become bustling again after a long time.”

“Indeed. It will surely be a fun festival.”

I, with a satisfied smile, pretended to get up, then pushed Fumika down onto the floor.

“Then… since we’ve rested a bit, shall we slowly move on to Round 2?”

At my words, Fumika gasped, and as if she had no intention of resisting, she spread her legs wide, revealing her wet pussy without hesitation.

“Hng…♥ Mama’s pussy is wet like this because it wants to eat my baby’s cock… My baby, quickly poke your hot thing all the way to Mama’s womb and soothe me♥♥”

“…Mama!”

At that one word, my reason snapped, and I plunged into her, wildly thrusting my hips.

“Aahhng…♥”

I felt it with Eleina too, but busty mamas are justice.

After thoroughly enjoying Fumika, it’s Honoka’s turn.

There’s no need to rush.

Because summer is long.