episode_0137

It was always Tia, who woke up early in the morning, who roused the general store from its night-long freeze.

She neatly gathered the clothes Fosao had haphazardly thrown aside the previous night, placed them in a basket, and went down to the stream.

Going down to the stream, where a thin layer of ice had formed, she used a rock to break the ice. As she washed clothes in the pure white cold water, Tia’s delicate hands quickly turned red.

When she finished the laundry, she returned to the general store, warming her hands with breaths, and began cleaning. She swept the fallen fur and dust from the floor, pushing them outside, and scooped water from the bathtub to discard in the backyard.

Next, she tied on her apron and rummaged through the kitchen to cook.

She found embers in the cold hearth and transferred them to the firewood. Soon, the pan began to sizzle noisily, emitting a savory aroma.

Tia had always lived diligently like that.

She would wake up before the sun rose, meticulously groom herself, and only after all preparations were complete, would she come to my pharmacy.

That was why Tia could greet me with a much livelier and more cheerful voice in the morning, even though I had to open the pharmacy earlier than the villagers due to the many preparations needed.

Her diligence hadn’t changed in the slightest.

Only.

The work of the girl, who washed, combed, and tied her hair, then dressed neatly and groomed her appearance.

It had merely changed into ‘housework’ to serve one man.

The dream of an adventurer who shouted about traveling the world with a short sword at her waist.

It had merely become the ‘reality’ of staying home and faithfully fulfilling a woman’s duties.

“I think we should slowly finish organizing the moving boxes.”

As she ate with Fosao, who had woken up late, Tia brought up the topic of today’s tasks.

“A-already?”

“Not ‘already’—the date people promised to visit is just two days away.”

“Tomorrow… let’s do it tomorrow.”

“No. There’s still a lot of stuff left to pack.”

“Ngaah-.”

Fosao whined with a displeased expression.

Disgusting.

Despite being an old man three times Tia’s age, he was throwing a tantrum at Tia like a child who didn’t want to do something.

It was hard to tell who was the senior between them.

But Tia had grown so accustomed to his behavior that she knew how to handle it skillfully.

“Mister.”

“Hmm?”

She persuaded him in a soft voice.

“I’m cooking you delicious food so you can cheer up and work hard, aren’t I?”

“Mm-hm…”

“I’ll help you, so let’s finish it together today.”

“Ah, alright…”

If the village elders had seen Fosao in this state, they would have immediately reprimanded him.

No, perhaps he had already received enough scolding to last a lifetime.

People wouldn’t have tolerated such a lazy man clinging to life in Breezedon. That’s why he was exiled.

Knowing Fosao, who had only ever received insults, Tia didn’t speak harshly.

She tried to soothe him gently… and somehow lead him along.

In the end, if Fosao lay down claiming he was tired, Tia would work even harder to make up for it.

After the meal, Tia began washing the dishes.

As she washed the dishes in the clean stream water she had brought in the morning, Fosao kept lingering nearby.

Feeling his presence, Tia asked.

“Are you looking for something?”

“Ah, no…”

“Go ahead and move the boxes. I’ll finish this quickly and help you.”

“Mm-hm.”

While she was busy with her hands, washing dishes.

Suddenly, Fosao hugged Tia tightly and placed his hand on her chest.

Startled, Tia flinched.

“Ah?!”

“Hehehek-. Th-this feels good-.”

“What are you doing all of a sudden-! I almost dropped a plate.”

“I j-just wanted to hug you once.”

Tia sighed helplessly and said.

“I can’t move my arms like this.”

“Then how about h-holding you like this?”

Fosao put both hands under Tia’s arms and touched her chest.

“…It’s not much different, but well, I can move my arms now.”

“Right? Hehek.”

Tia intended to continue washing dishes, regardless of Fosao clinging to her.

Clink. Clink.

She repeatedly splashed water, scrubbed with a brush, and rinsed with water again.

Sliiiiip-.

Suddenly, Fosao’s hand slithered like a snake under her shirt.

Soon, he began to fondle her breasts roughly.

“…”

Even though she must have felt his kneading hands, Tia silently continued washing the dishes.

Fosao continued to subtly caress her, as if waiting for Tia’s reaction.

He stroked Tia’s small breasts hidden beneath her shirt, fumbled with her areolas, and then spun her nipples in circles.

When his fingers, which had been slowly rubbing as if to tease her, finally gripped her nipples tightly.

“…Ngh.”

Tia slightly stirred.

“Hehehek…”

Had he gotten the reaction he wanted?

Fosao’s hand, which had been fondling her for a long time, now slowly moved past her navel and crept down towards her lower abdomen.

Sliiiiip-.

A dark finger wiggled its way into her pants.

Unlike Fosao’s fingers, chilled by the cold winter air, Tia’s pants were warm.

Her legs twitched slightly, seemingly surprised by the cool sensation.

But soon, she accepted it as if warmly embracing it.

The place Fosao’s index finger, which had crept inside, pressed down was….

Tia’s split.

Fosao smiled as if pleased.

“Oh.”

“…”

“Y-you’re wet, aren’t you?”

Asking that, Fosao moved his finger.

Squish. Squish.

Amidst the clinking of dishes, a strangely moist sound could be heard.

Fosao whispered into Tia’s ear.

“Shall we… h-have some fun?”

There was no answer.

Tia merely picked up the last dish in silence.

Clink.

When the last, cleanly washed dish was placed on the basket.

Tia’s pants had already fallen to the floor.

And when Fosao’s fingers, which had crawled over her dry body like a slug, finally withdrew.

Lubricant dripped down, clinging to her thighs.

Smack.

Fosao kissed her soft, smooth cheek and asked.

“Let’s do it now… Hmm?”

“…”

“Y-you said I could do it as much as I want once your p-period ended.”

He grabbed Tia’s still-wet hand.

As he pulled her, she followed without resistance.

Fosao, who had come out of the kitchen, made Tia stop for a moment and then sat on a chair himself.

“Alright. Sit on my l-lap.”

“On your lap…?”

“Yeah.”

Tia hesitated, then draped her naked lower body onto Fosao’s lap.

Her buttocks, revealed beneath her shirt, truly… shone blindingly white.

Beneath her soft, slender legs, Fosao’s leg hair was pressed down.

Sitting astride the man’s rugged legs, it must have been difficult for her to balance.

As Tia awkwardly sought a place to steady herself with her hands, Fosao suddenly pulled her slender waist into a tight embrace.

“Ah…!”

Unable to resist, Tia was simply pulled into a soft embrace.

That embracing posture provided stability, and Tia extended her arms to wrap around Fosao’s back.

Tia’s fresh apple scent mingled with Fosao’s musty odor.

The warmth of his heart felt through the fabric of his shirt.

And the sensation of their bare thighs pressed together, without a single piece of cloth between them.

The two seemed to be fully experiencing that awkward yet thrilling sensation.

“Hehehek… Tia’s h-heartbeat… I can hear it.”

“You can hear that…?”

“Yeah! I can h-hear it clearly. It’s really fast. Thump-thump.”

Why was Tia’s heart beating fast?

I realized it when I saw Tia’s eyes, looking at Fosao.

Those clearly shining red eyes… held a look of anticipation.

Just like when she used to pester me to go to that mountain ridge over there.

With eyes full of anticipation for thrilling and pleasant things to come.

…She kissed Fosao.

They exchanged saliva, parting lips and mingling tongues multiple times.

Tia rubbed her small, delicate body against Fosao’s plump belly, absorbed in the kiss.

Meanwhile, Fosao’s hands gripped Tia’s waist.

He pulled her closer and inserted his erect penis between Tia’s legs.

“…Haaah?”

Tia gasped in surprise and looked down.

Ashamed of herself, sitting astride Fosao and rubbing her lower abdomen, she shyly turned her head away.

Even though the winter air was notably cold due to lack of heating.

Tia embraced Fosao within her warm vagina.

Fosao warmly held Tia with his thick chest hair.

Like perfectly aligned latches… the two were connected.

Each time Fosao thrust his hips, Tia’s lower buttocks slapped against him.

She didn’t know what to do with his continuous upward thrusting motion.

She looked up at Fosao with eyes that didn’t know whether to lift her hips or not.

“J-just relax. Leave everything to me… to me.”

At his words, Tia wrapped her arms around Fosao’s neck.

As she completely surrendered her body, he thrust upward into her.

Fosao’s penis piercing deep inside Tia.

As if feeling that sensation, she closed her eyes and slightly parted her lips.

“Haa… Haah…!”

“H-how is it? After a long time, s-sex. Good, right?”

“…”

“Y-you waited for my penis… didn’t you?”

Still receiving no answer, Fosao thrust his hips hard.

Thwack!

“Mmgh…!”

Tia let out a moan, her face flushed.

With his beast-like movements urging an answer, she finally confessed her deeply hidden feelings.

“Yes… I waited…”

“Hehehek!”

Fosao sucked Tia’s mouth again, as if swallowing it whole.

Embracing each other.

Above the waist, their saliva-coated tongues mingled, and below the waist, they had sex, flowing with lubricant.

No winter air could intrude upon the hot and fervent copulation of the man and woman.

“I-I’m coming out now….”

“Haa- haa-. Cum… outside…”

Fosao gently pushed Tia to withdraw his penis.

But he said in a flustered voice.

“T-Tia is clamping… clamping down so hard, it’s not… not coming out easily…”

“Mm-hm…”

Since that large object had pierced through her narrow vagina and gone deep inside.

It was evident that it was stuck, unable to withdraw from their union.

“It’s coming… I-I can’t hold it anymore…”

“Ah, no!”

The moment Tia started up from her spot in a fright.

Gush!

Fosao’s penis withdrew, powerfully ejaculating semen.

The sticky, sour-smelling semen… splattered and smeared all over Tia’s pristine white thighs and lower abdomen.

“Huff- huff-.”

“Haa… haa….”

Sticky lubricant dripped from between her raised legs.

Looking at her wet vulva, which he had just thoroughly defiled, Fosao’s mouth stretched into a grin like a catfish.

“Hehek… Hehehek…”

That was just the beginning.

The two, who had barely cooled their bodies heated by sex, moved boxes together for a few hours.

The moment they lay on the bed to rest for a moment, they were naked once more.

Fosao was like a pig in heat.

Even after spilling semen all night and thrusting his hips.

It wasn’t long before he clung to Tia again.

As if trying to make up for the sex they couldn’t have during her period.

He stripped Tia of her clothes, embraced her, and inserted his penis.

But Tia accepted it all.

Covered in semen, she took Fosao’s penis into her mouth and sucked it.

From Tia’s moans, which gradually lost their strain and became gasps of pleasure.

I could tell.

That a woman’s sexual desire, ‘when in her prime’… was the same.