episode_0128

A fog descended.

The face of the fellow, with tear tracks running down from beneath his tightly closed eyelids… faded away.

I thought I was crying. That’s why I thought Tia’s face was blurring and disappearing.

However, in this vision of memory, my physical body didn’t exist. No matter how much I rubbed my eyes with hands that shouldn’t have been there, Tia’s red hair gradually, from the tips, vanished as if burning away.

Soon, the forms of the two were enveloped by the fog.

Neither light. Nor shadow.

Nothing was visible.

Only the sight of a frozen lake with winter winds blowing over it remained.

I looked around.

It was dark. Pitch black.

I felt a sense of unease.

Tia was the master of this memory vision. The person I wanted to see was ‘Tia’. That’s why I was able to follow her.

But now… Tia was nowhere to be seen.

It was as if she had suddenly left me behind in the memory.

I couldn’t find Tia anymore.

Where did she go?

Is she with Fosao?

Even as I asked myself this, I simultaneously knew the answer.

There was only one place left where the two, having completed the baptism, would return.

The moment that thought reached me.

Flash!

In an instant, I was standing before the main gate of the general store.

…What was this?

It was unsettling enough that I had suddenly moved locations against my will, but even more surprising was that.

I had a ‘body’.

I could see my hands and feet, which I hadn’t been able to see until now.

They were in a very faint form.

When I wiggled my fingers, they wiggled identically.

It was unmistakably my body.

Whoosh!!

It was strange.

Even though the winter wind blew fiercely, I didn’t feel cold at all.

My body felt light. It was like floating in warm water.

I reached out my right hand and tried to push the main gate directly in front of me.

However, my hand naturally passed through the gate, and my arm slid right in.

Soon enough, I realized.

Although I had gained a body, I still couldn’t interfere with this memory vision.

Then how was I supposed to open this gate?

There was no need to try and push a door that I couldn’t push anyway.

If I simply closed my eyes tightly and brought my entire body against the door.

I could naturally pass right through it.

As I passed through the gate like a ghost, I saw the general store covered in snow.

In the pitch-dark night.

All the lights on the first floor were out.

I lifted my head and looked up at the second floor…

A faint light was leaking from Fosao’s bedroom.

As if drawn, I walked towards the general store.

I walked on the snow that had piled up softly overnight, but there were no soft crunching footsteps, and no footprints were left behind.

I climbed the stairs.

Slide.

I passed through the locked door of the first floor.

Inside the dim room, where not even the sound of snow falling could be heard.

There was a bed where Fosao usually took naps, and a cold, cooled-off chimney.

In the quiet and desolate scene of the general store.

Hushed murmuring voices could be heard.

“……?”

“…….”

One was a thick, low voice.

The other was a weak but slightly high-pitched voice.

The sound came from directly above.

The second floor.

It seemed the two were getting ready for bed.

The baptism was over. The night had deepened. It was time to sleep.

…But I still couldn’t understand.

Why couldn’t I see Tia even now?

Why had I suddenly gained a body akin to an illusion, and why did I have to listen from afar to the moment they were about to sleep together?

It was when I walked towards the second-floor stairs to see Tia.

“……Haah!”

At the top of the stairs.

From the slightly open crack in the door, a small, deep breath was heard.

I stopped.

That sound just now, it was Tia’s.

Her slightly distressed voice tightly bound my feet.

…….

I stared blankly up the stairs.

Why did Tia make such a pained sound?

I wanted to call her name.

I wanted to rush there immediately and see if she was hurting somewhere.

Such a feeling surged like a boiling kettle.

……But I simply stood with my foot on the first step.

I could no longer move forward.

The chill settling on my spine was too terrifying. I hadn’t felt cold, yet my entire body was frozen solid.

What if.

Tia wasn’t hurt somewhere?

An ominous thought slowly crept in.

Unconsciously, I forgot how to breathe.

I dragged my trembling foot and placed it on the second step.

“…D-Did it hurt?”

Fosao’s voice was heard.

Hurt?

Tia?

One more step. I ascended the stairs.

“I was just… a little surprised.”

“Then I-I’ll be gentle.”

A rustling sound was heard.

I mindlessly followed their conversation, which I couldn’t understand.

“U-Uh, Tia…”

“…….”

“C-Close your eyes…”

“…….”

“L-Leave it to me…”

After Fosao’s last words, their conversation ceased.

And I, at last, stepped onto the final stair.

…Now, before me was a small crack in the door.

The faint light seeping through the gap reached my toes.

From that silent bedroom on the second floor.

A wet pop.

I heard the sound of something sticky detaching.

Haah. Smack.

Soon, I heard the sound of a breath, which had been held, being urgently inhaled, and then frantically sucked in again.

I brought my eyes closer to the faint light.

I could see.

Their forms.

Before the brazier, softly glowing with a golden light.

I saw the back of Fosao’s head, and Tia’s face as she embraced him.

The two were sitting on the floor, facing each other.

Tia had her eyes closed.

Her body, unmoving and slightly fearful, looked so pitiful.

Slurp. Hoo.

But Fosao hugged her small shoulders and turned his head from side to side as if devouring Tia.

Each time… Tia flinched and recoiled.

Fosao hugged her even tighter so she couldn’t escape.

At that moment.

I saw his massive lips touch Tia’s lips.

And then, slowly, he parted his closed lips and extended a large tongue.

“……!”

At the rough tongue forcing its way in, Tia opened her eyes in surprise, but.

When Fosao supported her head, her eyes half-glazed over, and then she slowly closed her eyes, accepting his tongue.

Slurp! Smack!

Fosao coiled around Tia’s pink tongue, stiff and unsure what to do, and wildly churned it like a snake.

That… wasn’t a kiss.

It wasn’t the ‘vow of love’ that Tia and I had made at the Lake of Promise, where we were too shy to look at each other’s faces for a while just from our lips touching.

What we had done was children’s play.

This was…….

It was an ‘adult’s kiss’, opening tightly closed lips.

With tongue intertwining with tongue.

Mixing and drinking each other’s saliva.

Tia, for whom all this was new, looked overwhelmed just by accepting the fierce tongue play.

Yet, Fosao seemed to care not at all, wildly coating her pure tongue with his dirty saliva and ravenously exploring every part of her mouth.

The moment he had ravaged Tia’s mouth to his satisfaction and parted his thick lips.

A transparent strand of saliva, mixed with their fluids, stretched from the tips of their tongues.

“…Haah! Haah… Haah…”

“Hoo… Hoo…”

They urgently exhaled their held breaths.

Tia’s cheeks were flushed red, and her chest rose and fell heavily.

Fosao breathed roughly, looking down at her with a profound gaze.

They exchanged glances for a long time.

In their eyes, there was no one but each other; only the two of them were reflected.

Fosao’s face was reflected in her ruby-red sparkling eyes.

Ah…….

Tia’s eyes in love are so beautiful.

Once, those unadorned eyes held me.

Now, that space was completely filled with Fosao’s face.

A clutch.

Suddenly, Fosao embraced Tia’s waist and lightly lifted her.

And he laid the beautiful maiden onto his stained bed.

“Tia……”

“…….”

He placed his hand on her small, rounded shoulder.

Slide.

He began to undress her.

Since Tia offered no resistance, her light, airy dress was too easily removed.

Her pure white chest was revealed.

Fosao buried his nose there and sucked wildly.

“Hyaah…! Mmm…”

At the same time, with his other hand, he peeled off the rest, pulling it down to her waist.

The dress she had worn for the sacred baptism… became a discarded husk without regret, falling to the floor.

While sucking at her chest, Fosao fumbled to untie the cloth wrapping Tia’s lower abdomen.

Sliiiip.

As the last piece of cloth that had wrapped her fell away.

Tia became naked.

“Hoo- hoo-.”

Fosao lifted his head from her chest and spread her slender legs open.

He stared at the wet, moist gap… and then slowly brought his lips to it.

Tia flinched in surprise.

“Mister… it’s dirty there…”

“N-No. Tia. It’s clean and beautiful.”

“Lie…”

“It’s true! T-Tia, you’re not dirty. You’re the woman I-I love!”

The woman I love.

At those words, Tia’s eyes widened for a moment.

“…….”

And then she relaxed the strength in her closed legs.

Understanding the meaning, Fosao smirked and stuck out his tongue.

Lick.

Slippery fluid stained Fosao’s tongue as he lifted it.

Tia covered her face with both hands, as if embarrassed, but listening to the panting sounds leaking through the gaps in her fingers, it was as if I could see her ‘feeling it’ expression.

As if even such shy actions were lovely, Fosao became even more excited and licked.

“Hmph… Huh…”

“It needs to be… wet enough.”

“Ugh…”

A hairy hand gently stroked her pale, soft thighs.

And then, slowly… he began to suck between Tia’s legs.

Squelch.

In the quiet bedroom, only Fosao’s smacking sounds could be heard.

Fosao, who had buried his face in her lower abdomen and sucked for a long time, finally swallowed his saliva with a gulp and stood up.

It was glistening.

Tia’s pure place was thoroughly soaked with a liquid that could have been either Tia’s fluid or Fosao’s saliva.

Fosao grabbed his waistband and pulled his pants down.

Sliiiip.

His protruding lower abdomen appeared, and beneath it, a blunt object.

“Tia…”

“…….”

Fosao crawled onto the bed.

Covering Tia’s small body with his massive flesh… he whispered.

“I-I love you… Tia.”

His puffy cheeks, the unerasable scent of laziness, and his fat body.

Moreover, the pathetic confession of that man, three times her age…….

My beautiful and noble Tia, accepted it.

“I love you… Mister.”

The two pressed their lips together again.

My breath hitched.

Fosao’s hands kneading Tia’s naked body.

Her slender waist arching up, following his gestures.

In the vulgar pleasure and surging excitement, the radiant light of the maiden was extinguished.

Now, only a woman lost in a kiss remained there, entrusting her body to a pig-like man.

Tia, gulping down Fosao’s saliva, looked down with glazed eyes.

A massive penis wriggled, pressing against Tia’s navel.

Fosao spoke.

“……I-I’ll do it.”

What ‘doing it’ meant.

What its meaning was.

I knew.

Both Tia and I.

No.

I knelt down.

No. No.

Please. Please, I beg you.

Please don’t… take that away from her.

Tia….

Don’t do it.

Say no.

I’m still alive, you know.

So….

“…….”

Tia’s eyelids fluttered once.

And then she slowly exhaled, turning her head to the side.

She was looking precisely at this spot.

As if her eyes met mine.

An eternity seemed to pass.

A calm silence flowed, as if the memory had stopped.

Filled with silence, enough to hear the sound of a single snowflake falling….

Within it.

Tia closed her eyes.

And nodded slightly.

The moment I saw that faint movement.

My heart.

Completely vanished.

“……It-It’ll hurt at first.”

Fosao stroked Tia’s hair.

Her sweat-drenched red hair scattered through his fingers.

Creak.

The bed creaked.

Fosao lifted his upper body.

And then he grabbed Tia’s legs, thrusting his fat lower abdomen between them.

The tip of the hideous penis slowly approached the parted opening.

A fleeting expression of tension flickered across Tia’s face.

“Hmph……”

The tip of the glans, slowly approaching, finally.

Touched Tia’s maidenhead.