Bunny Girl

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Bunny Girl by Ice Crystal White Crane
(Part 1)
My name is Satoru, Sakiyama Satoru, a second-year high school student.
By day, I'm an ordinary student, but by night, I'm a "bunny girl" at this underground bar. This bar called "G" is, frankly, a gay bar. And the people who can come here
are all important figures. Under the dim lights, these so-called big shots become the embodiment of lust.
This gay bar has an unwritten rule: each waiter wears a designated outfit when moving among the customers. And customers can freely summon a waiter
to vent their desires, regardless of location or situation. At the same time, it also provides a large number of the latest adult massagers and sadistic items, so at night this gay bar completely becomes a "brothel."
Because I'm just a poor student, the ridiculously high tips and wages here are certainly very attractive to me, but more importantly, the feeling of spreading my legs under a man and being penetrated and fucked by a huge penis is
more intense and more exciting than the feeling of hugging a woman.
At 9:00 PM, I arrived at the bar.
I put on my familiar "bunny girl" outfit.
Two long toy ears were on my head, and a completely black lace top covered my already slender body. Two small holes were deliberately made in the chest area, allowing my pink nipples to directly
contact the air. I wore specially made tight pants. The tightness in the front made the twisting of my penis clearly visible, and the pants only had some fabric in the front, with nothing in the back,
exposing my round breasts. A fluffy bunny tail slightly above completely covered my vulva, but as I walked, the little tail bounced,
revealing my vulva.
(II)
With everything ready, Wu and the other waiters entered the front desk.
Watching the "princesses" and "vampires" being pulled aside to "work," Wu felt somewhat anxious.
The bar was nearly empty today, and if no one specifically requested him, his body, deprived of sexual contact for the past two days, would be left to endure loneliness again.
Suddenly, Wu noticed someone sitting in a corner beckoning to him. He hurriedly walked over, took a deep breath, and stood before the man.
Then, he gently lifted his fluffy tail, slightly opening his vagina to reveal its alluring flesh to the man.
"Is this acceptable?" he asked skillfully, maintaining this awkward posture.
A pleasant baritone voice entered his ears: "Little bunny...you're the one."
Wu felt a surge of pleasure, purely driven by lust.
Wu observed him, though it was impolite; the man appeared to be around thirty years old, his elegant movements and inner charisma suggesting an extraordinary background. Several friends sat nearby, watching Wu with great interest.
"Thud!" The baritone tossed something to Wu. Wu picked it up and discovered it was the bar's special lubricant, popular with customers because it contained a small amount of aphrodisiac.
Wu blushed and skillfully opened the bottle. He scooped out a large amount, turned his back, applied it to his middle finger, and slowly inserted it into his anus.
"Ah..." Feeling the foreign object enter, Wu groaned softly at the momentary discomfort.
But immediately, his anus, already accustomed to this, began to tightly grip the wriggling middle finger.
"...Hmm..." Wu struggled to apply the lubricant, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his forehead, but he showed no sign of stopping.
"Hey, see? This little guy's doing it himself!"
"So shameless!"
the baritone's friend exclaimed, but the baritone remained silent.
(III)
Wu felt his anus was fully relaxed.
The aphrodisiac was also taking effect, and his breasts turned purplish-red from lust.
Ignoring the teasing people, Wu walked straight to the baritone and knelt between his legs.
His hands trembled as he took out the baritone's huge penis. The huge penis, exposed to the air, stood erect and swayed slightly. It was completely ready for battle.
Because the G-bar's rules were to ensure that customers received the best service, which meant that customers could enjoy orgasm without even lifting a finger.
Wu didn't apply lubricant to the baritone's huge penis, because the aphrodisiac was secondary. Wu was afraid that the other party wouldn't accept that wet, unpleasant feeling.
Then Wu opened his legs and leaned over the baritone, aligning his burning hot little hole with the thick head, and sat down...
"...Ouch...it hurts..." Although Wu was a veteran of countless battles, the pain was still unavoidable when such a large penis was forcefully thrust to its deepest point.
But that didn't matter, because for Wu, what he needed to do was actively sway his hips to find pleasure. He
tried his best to maintain his balance, because Wu dared not hold onto the baritone's shoulders; he was afraid his sweaty hands would soil the expensive suit.
He reached over the baritone's upper body, gripped the sofa back tightly, and began to move up and down rhythmically.
"...Ah...ah..." Wu's flower stem began to ooze nectar, trembling. The secreted fluid stained the pants that were tightly binding his flower stem.
At the same time, he could clearly feel the hot, throbbing penis inside him. Although he was moving on his own, each downward thrust of his body was met with the baritone's upward thrust, as if he were being pushed to the heavens...
"...Ha...ah..." Wu made no attempt to hide his pleasure.
"So good...so good...there..." Lost in the sensations, he cried out loudly...
"Ugh..." Finally, the baritone voice released inside Wu's body.
"Hmm..." Wu forcefully suppressed the urge to release. Although the aphrodisiac was still working, the man in front of him didn't seem to want to go again.
Wu endured the swelling of his penis and still didn't ejaculate.
He pulled a tissue from the cabinet next to him and carefully wiped the man's penis, which was still covered in semen, cleaned it, and re-zipped up his pants. He
straightened up and could feel a thick, sticky discharge between his legs, but he still smiled and said to the man, "Thank you for your patronage."
Then Wu hurriedly ran away, completely unaware of the slight smile on the man's lips...
Wu ran into a dark room, sat down on the floor, took off his tight pants, and gripped his penis tightly with both hands, skillfully stroking it up and down.
"Ha...ha...ah..." Finally, Wu also reached his climax and was exhausted.
The aphrodisiac, known for its long-lasting effects, was still working in his body, but Wu decided to ignore it.
They discovered that their companions around them were doing the same thing, some even riding on top of each other like beasts.
At this moment, Wu felt a slight heat gently brushing against his spine. Turning around, he saw a companion inviting him with an erect penis. He didn't stop him, letting his companion slowly move his penis between his thighs...
(IV)
"Wu, Wu!" the boss called.
"To room number 5!"
Wu stood up weakly and walked out under the sympathetic gaze of his companion.
This was understandable; it was rumored that room number 5 was a room used entirely for sexual sadomasochism. Every waiter who had been there suffered terrible consequences. Although no one would die, many suffered anal fissures, had their rectums pulled out, or even needed a year or two of recovery from the torture. The room was stocked with various uniforms to meet the demands of the guests, as well as a considerable amount of medical equipment and the latest SM tools.
Although these were just rumors, they still terrified Wu. After all, pursuing pleasure and being harmed were two different things.
But he couldn't escape, because the boss had already made a statement about this, and he had only decided to work there after careful consideration. There's no such thing as a free lunch. You can enjoy the comforts yourself, but when you don't want to, you can just give up…
Wu stripped naked at the door and entered room number 5.
Upon entering, the bright light blinded Wu. The walls of room number 5 were made of mirrors, clearly intended to reveal the hidden, shameful nature beneath the surface of human nature—the wantonness and debauchery…
“Pervert!” Wu muttered under his breath after realizing the purpose. He felt
a little embarrassed. Although he knew his own nature, seeing it with his own eyes still made him feel uneasy.
Following his gaze, he observed himself from various angles in the mirror…
neat, short black hair, a pair of dark, watery eyes, and a slightly upturned, cute lip beneath a small nose… a slender neck, clearly visible collarbones.
“No woman can be cuter than this. While not a beauty that could topple kingdoms, she's enough to charm an ordinary man, right? I hope this ends soon…” Wu's little head kept turning.
His hands caressed the nipples and areolas, slightly purple from prolonged indulgence, which looked particularly alluring against his wheat-colored skin…
Then came the small flower stem, lying obediently in the grass, the clitoris, the perineum, and finally his hand lingered at the entrance to the anus…
He slightly parted it from different angles in the mirror, revealing a beautiful red. It wasn't the pink of a virgin, nor the bright red of a seasoned pro; the layers of folds still clung to the semen of that baritone voice, and the soft inner walls began to stir restlessly upon contact with air…
“How could you play by yourself?” A pleasant baritone voice reached Wu’s ears.
All the mirrors simultaneously reflected the man’s image, and in Wu’s embarrassment, he realized—it was the same man from before!!
(V)
Having known each other for a while, Wu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lie down on the ground," the baritone coldly commanded.
The clever Wu knew that resisting might be punished, so he lay down straight, his whole body pressed against the pure wool carpet.
He closed his eyes slightly, not only because of the glaring light reflected in the mirror, but also because of the fear in his heart.
A chill fell on his chest, abdomen, and private parts.
He timidly opened his eyes and found that the baritone had brought out a plate of fruit salad from somewhere, and those large hands were spreading the salad dressing on his body.
...
As time passed, the baritone's work was nearly complete. (Taking a little break)
Two thin slices of white pear were pasted on Wu's chest, crystal clear, and beneath them, one could vaguely see nipples soaked in fruit juice. Downwards on his abdomen were various fruits and vegetables, covered with a thick layer of salad dressing. Excess salad dressing slowly dripped down Wu's sides. In Wu's private parts—if that could still be called that, because there were no obvious male characteristics visible—the thick white salad dressing had completely covered Wu's flower stem, clitoris, and anus, making it look like he was wearing a layer of white underwear...
Wu dared not move an inch, only watching the man in front of him smilingly looking at him. A work of art, his lower body, covered in salad dressing, was completely airtight, offering no pleasure whatsoever, and also because...
"Boss!! Call another waiter!!!" The baritone voice opened the door and demanded from the boss not far away.
Wu strained to look towards the doorway, his gaze meeting the boss's. His unease and pleading were palpable, but the boss simply turned gracefully and walked away...
"Little bunny... don't be afraid, I don't like SM," the baritone voice said softly to Wu, watching the figure slowly approaching.
"But... being a pervert seems quite suitable for me..."
Wu looked at the person entering the private room and realized it was the waiter who had just invited him to... It must be Hiroshima Koyuki, right? The waiter's name flashed into Wu's mind instantly.
But despite the cute name, the person was quite different. A delicate face, an average build, and a nearly black penis that didn't match. Wu knew that was because too much sex caused excessive stimulation of the penis's skin, leading to melanin deposition. Melanin makes the skin stronger, which is beneficial for penile endurance. It seemed it wasn't SM, but it wasn't much better.
"The boss is so considerate, he found a really strong one, little bunny," the baritone said cheerfully.
Xiaoxue blushed slightly, but when her gaze fell on Wu, she was stunned. It was the first time she had seen someone tightly wrapped in a fruit salad. And it was the person she had just tried to sleep with.
"Then... go and eat him clean, eat him clean..." the baritone said happily, unable to contain his joy. He then sat down on the soft sofa and watched the show about to begin.
(VI)
Looking at Wu in front of her, Xiaoxue calmed herself down and slowly brought her lips close to Wu's white breast in front of the baritone.
Without any gentleness, she took the sweetness into her mouth in one bite and sucked Wu's nipple hard.
Her other hand was not idle either, pressing on the other wet breast and kneading it with varying pressure.
"Ah..." A groan escaped from Wu's mouth. Xiaoxue sucked hard, the chewed pear flesh stimulating her sensitive nipples. And her other hand...
At this moment, Xiaoxue felt like a small animal suckling its mother's milk, crawling on the ground, receiving Wu's grace.
All of this was clearly not enough in the baritone's eyes, and he impatiently commanded, "Hurry up!"
Xiaoxue didn't dare to delay, her little tongue roaming. Releasing the nipple, it slid over the heavy salad, landing directly on what was called the penis, where there was no obvious sign, just a thick, white layer of salad.
"Eating this will make me vomit," Xiaoxue thought, but immediately lowered her head to fight.
Her tender little tongue began to sweetly tease, vaguely revealing sparse pubic hair, she worked even harder, licking up and down, her mouth full of rich salad.
"Mmm..." Wu hummed. Xiaoxue was teasing his senses like a puppy, her nimble tongue circling his stalk, how he wished it would take him in its mouth, that warmth... he wanted to ejaculate...
Xiaoxue also saw Wu's slightly erect stalk and couldn't help but get excited; her dark penis stood erect and arrogant in the air.
Her little tongue roamed along Wu's stalk, from the glans to the base, rubbing up and down along the veins.
She used her throat to deeply receive his stalk, swallowing and releasing it.
"Ah...ah...please...let me cum..." Wu pleaded weakly, looking at the baritone.
The man's cold expression rejected him.
At this moment, Xiaoxue also sensed something was wrong. Why hadn't Wu ejaculated after being erect for so long? Confused, she widened her eyes and discovered that a soft thread was tied to the base of Wu's penis. Its purpose was self-evident. The poor stalk trembled in the air, swollen and congested with blood, but Xiaoxue had no choice but to continue walking.
She grabbed three cushions and stuffed them under Wu's buttocks, then continued her unfinished work, looking at the testicles that were now right in front of her.
Ignoring the stalk, she opened her mouth and swallowed the testicles, which were covered in salad dressing. Her tongue lightly licked the testicles, gradually making them completely covered with Xiaoxue's saliva.
Xiaoxue's hands were not idle either, pressing on Wu's perineum and gently manipulating it.
"...Xiaoxue...no...don't...ah..." Wu begged for mercy. Xiaoxue had already made him look utterly disheveled.
"Ah...there...ah..." The lustful sounds elicited no sympathy from the baritone, the soft silk still tightly wrapped around the flower stem. The intense sensory stimulation caused Wu's anus to contract sharply, revealing a small, red, crystalline object.
"Mmm...ah...ah...ah..." The unnatural cries also caught Xiaoxue's attention. She saw Wu's anus dilating violently, and a small red fruit was slowly expelled.
"...Ah..." With a strain, the fruit fell to the ground.
Xiaoxue looked closely and found it was a small plum, gleaming with a seductive sheen...
She immediately understood the baritone's intention, turned Wu over, and quickly spread open Wu's anus with her hand. Sure enough, there was something else...
"Pain..." The rough turn caused Wu's already full anus to ache slightly. Fortunately, due to the slight force of gravity, the fruit stuffed in his anus began to fall into his rectum.
"Little bunny...try squeezing one out yourself..." the baritone voice commanded softly.
Satoru, lying on the carpet, spread his legs wide, using his little hands to open his anus, and strained.
"...Mmm...ah..." He could feel the second plum slowly sliding through his intestines, rubbing against the salad-covered folds, and being expelled.
He watched as his swaying buttocks gradually strained, the plum, laden with intestinal mucus, slowly widening the opening, becoming more and more obvious, until it was fully exposed to the air.
As if bewitched, Xiaoxue lowered her head, approached the fragrant fruit, and gently helped Satoru remove the plum.
"...Mmm...huff..." Satoru, finally free from one fruit, panted heavily, watching as Xiaoxue swallowed the plum.
Delicious? No way...
But Xiaoxue certainly seemed to enjoy it; the juice mixed with salad dressing slid down his lips.
"Mmm...ah..." Satoru wanted to continue, to expel all that annoying stuff from his body before the baritone voice told him to stop.
(VII)
Just as Wu was concentrating on expelling the foreign objects from his body, and Xiaoxue was swallowing the fruit that had slipped out of her vagina,
the baritone who had been silent all along finally got up from the sofa and slowly approached the two lewd people. (He finally stood up...)
"Little rabbit, look at yourself now..." As he spoke, the baritone pressed Wu's head down with his large hand, and with a forceful movement, Wu saw himself in the mirror... He
was lying naked on the ground, his cheeks and body flushed from the height of lust, the fruit flesh sticking to his skin...
"Ah... um..." His watery eyes also saw his still engorged penis, trembling incessantly in the air.
"...Ah..." Wu cried out as his anus felt intense stimulation. He then
realized that Xiaoxue had pulled out the small cucumber that had only been partially exposed. The cucumber, mixed with intestinal fluid, rolled to the baritone's feet.
"No... don't... ah... little..." Xiaoxue's nimble tongue tirelessly thrust straight into Wu's vagina.
"...Ah...that...eat...it...please..." Wu pleaded. Xiaoxue's tongue touched a small fruit inside his intestines, rotating it and gently stroking Wu's folds.
"...Ah...ah..." Wu cooperated fully, forcefully expanding his muscles to allow the small fruit to smoothly enter Xiaoxue's mouth through her anus.
"...It's a cherry..." Xiaoxue said happily, completely unaware that she had completely lost herself, becoming the embodiment of a lewd beast.
The two of them were like this, one crawling in front, the other following behind.
Wu vigorously shook his hips, and Xiaoxue almost buried her head between Wu's buttocks, licking and eating, just like animals sniffing before mating.
"You...what are you doing??" Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.
"No...you can't go in!!" The boss's voice of resistance came into the room, and the baritone couldn't help but frown and pause.
With a loud bang, the door to the private room was flung open, followed by a barrage of flashing spotlights.
The blinding light jolted Wu and Xiaoxue back to reality, filling them with overwhelming fear and shame.
The lewd scene before them excited the reporters who rushed in.
"Quick, take pictures! The president of the Huangshi Group is actually in a place like this!!"
"Headline! A threesome!!" the reporters shrieked.
But Souji remained unresponsive, coldly watching the farce unfold before him.
Souji, the president of the Japanese financial giant, Souji Corporation, was a dashing and charming man, attracting countless young ladies. However, his ruthless business acumen had also offended many of his peers. It seemed this was another underhanded tactic by his underdogs, an attempt
to cripple Souji with a scandal. All eyes were on the three men: Souji, Satoru, and Yuki. Yuki
, however, instantly regained her senses, hastily pulling a blanket over herself and hiding behind Souji.
Satoru, on the other hand, was completely terrified, sitting naked on the floor, covered in sticky fruit pulp.The flower stem in front was clearly visible to everyone, and the little hole behind was also flowing with lustful fluid.
Satoru was surrounded by reporters, who took close-up photos.
Souji stood up and gently walked towards the unconscious Satoru.
The moment Souji stood up, five men in black rushed in. Souji looked at them and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
The menacing appearance of the group of men in black immediately stunned everyone. In an instant, the cries of men, the sound of cameras shattering, and the cracking of bones filled the air.
Souji strolled leisurely to Satoru's side, bent down, and easily pulled him into his arms.
"Little bunny... come with me..."
Smiling, he watched the still-dazed Satoru clutching his clothes, then turned and walked away without looking back. He left the bar.
The next day, no major newspapers or magazines reported anything unusual.
The third day, "G" bar was shut down.
The fourth day, Dongsheng Group, second only to the Royal Enterprise in the financial world, announced its acquisition by the former.
(VIII)
Tokyo Private Tamana High School----
"Wu, Wu! What's wrong?" Seeing Wu, who had been listless like a little rabbit since the day before yesterday, Yingzi, sitting next to him, tried to get his attention.
Usually quiet, but not eccentric. Cute-looking and polite, Wu naturally held some weight in Yingzi's heart.
In the sweltering July heat, while all the other students were dozing off, Wu stared blankly out the window, his thoughts a mystery.
The teacher's loud recitation, like the cicadas in the trees, was unpleasant, yet she was used to it...
"Boss...it's all over now."
"Good ."
...
"Little rabbit, don't be afraid. I'm so sorry to have dragged you into this." He said this, but there was no remorse on the man's face.
"...Ah...that..." Wu tightened the man's coat around his neck, unsure what to do.
"...Just pretend it never happened...Here's my business card...Come find me if you have any trouble."
"...Ah...um...."
Could I go find him? Tell him that I was officially kicked out of my home that day, simply because my father's family friend witnessed everything that happened. Amidst that uncle's sighs and head-shaking, my father's shouts, and my mother's sobs, I fled that home as if escaping. Staying in hotels all the time wasn't a solution; everyone coming and going assumed I was a prostitute and tried to pick me up. Although I did sell myself once during that time, that bastard really went all out! He acted as if he'd never done it before, showing no restraint whatsoever, leaving me with a burning pain in my back!
Huang Zongji? The address I'd memorized long ago made me decide.
Looking at the skyscraper reflecting the dazzling sunlight, I steadied myself and took my first step forward.
But fate is cruel; everything happened so suddenly.
The sudden pain in my back and the intense sunlight made me dizzy...
In an instant, a speeding silver BMW swept my small body away, the massive impact robbing me of consciousness.
"...Come find me if you're in trouble..." A deep voice lingered in her ears.
"Big brother, big brother...what do we do?" Huang Jin shouted as she rushed into Huang Zongsi's office.
----Ambulance, here!! Someone's injured!! The onlookers pointed.
"Ah...ah....there!" The person beneath her cried out in surprise, reaching climax with the sound of Jin breaking down the door. Zongsi also ejaculated in that burning passage.
----Quick, gently, put him in the ambulance!! Where's the culprit?? The tall policeman questioned,
pulling his still-wet penis from the person's anus, tidying himself up briefly, and then quietly looking at the panicked Jin.
----Ah, it was the culprit who called the ambulance. He left his ID with me, otherwise I wouldn't have let him into that building, an old lady proudly waved the card in her hand.
"Big brother... I hit someone in front of this building!! I... I've already called an ambulance!!" (What a kind person!")
---- After confirming the card, the police officer seemed much more relaxed and told the people around him to call the perpetrator as soon as they saw him and bring him to the hospital quickly.
Souji frowned, clearly very dissatisfied with his brother's actions.
"Let's go, take me to see him." Now he had no choice but to be a good person. Souji followed his much calmer brother to Tokyo General Hospital.
Sumire was taken away for questioning. Only Souji, with permission, went to see the injured person alone. Fortunately, the person was not in mortal danger. His hands were covered with tubes, his small head rose and fell with even breathing, calmly relying on the machine for breathing. Souji observed him through the glass window.
Black hair... arched eyebrows... those eyes?... those lips!!! ------ It's that little rabbit!!
"How could this happen!!"
Souji's fist slammed powerfully against the wall, a violent aura flickering in his deep brown eyes.
"Although the injured person is not in mortal danger, his Achilles tendon is strangely broken, and he will not be able to walk for a while. He needs to recover. Also, when we examined his head, we found that due to the impact, one of the nerves in his brain is compressing a part of his left brain..." The young doctor swallowed hard, bracing himself against the man's angry face.
"...That is to say, his memory may be incomplete."
"Finally..." Just when Souji thought everything was over, the doctor, oblivious to the situation, continued.
"We found...well...his rectum has some minor damage, but it's not serious...he may have had this in the last two or three days..."
Before the doctor could finish speaking with restraint and shyness, Souji had already stood up angrily from his chair and walked out without looking back.
"...His rectum has some minor damage, but it's not serious...he may have had this in the last two or three days..."
That alluring flesh, that flower stem, that pleading look. Legs spread open, waiting for someone to fuck them!!
Little guy...you're the one who made me angry...
---Souji, however, failed to grasp the true nature of this anger, nor did he realize that he had no reason to be so furious.
"Brother..." Sumire called out, sounding slightly relieved.
"I'm fine now. But a lady came by earlier, saying she was that little guy's mother. She told us to take care of him, to be responsible, and said something about family misfortune. It seems... that little guy has already been expelled from the family. What happened?" Sumire scratched her head helplessly, staring at the silent Souji.
"...That kid is a prostitute..." Souji coldly stated the facts. His gloomy appearance even frightened Sumire
. Instantly, she was speechless, panicked, doubtful, and contemptuous.All expressions were clearly visible on Sumire's face.
"...Let me take care of him...okay..." The deep voice didn't reach Sumire's ears.
Because of Souji, the air was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.
(IX)
One year later. A high-end residential area in Tokyo...
"Big brother, you're back..." Wu smiled sweetly and rushed towards the man in front of her—her running posture was strange, her whole body was unbalanced, swaying and staggering. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the baggy Korean-style pants easily concealed the disability in her legs, and the inability to properly exert force with her legs made Wu run as if she was about to fall.
"Little bunny. Were you good today?" Souji gently pulled Wu into his arms and asked tenderly.
"Sweetie! I've finished all my homework...hehe...come inside. I have something to show you..." Wu grabbed Souji's warm hand and ran into the house, limping...
My name is Wu. I'm Souji's youngest brother, the president of the Huang Corporation. There's also Sumire above me, although Sumire always gives me a hard time, my older brother is very kind to me. He told me I lost my memory in a car accident a year ago. Indeed, I've forgotten everything, only remembering the gentle brown eyes I saw the moment I opened my eyes. My legs also have a lingering effect. My older brother likes to call me Little Rabbit; he says I hop around like a gentle, cute little animal. Although I don't like this disabled body, it doesn't matter as long as my older brother likes it.
"Big brother, hurry up..." Wu said coquettishly, pulling the slowly moving Souji into the main room.
That innocent smile made Souji momentarily dazed, remembering the argument he had with his younger brother, Sumire, not long ago...
"Big brother, are you serious? Keeping someone like that in the house?!"
"...Is there a problem?"
"Brother, he's been recuperating in the hospital for half a year, and you've been visiting him all this time! Don't you think we shouldn't interfere with people like him?! And you, behind the doctor's back, forcibly stopped that kid's rehabilitation, leaving him with a limp... What were you really thinking?!" "
..." Souji stared at Sumire with a dark expression, offering no explanation.
"Fine!! Fine!!... You insist on keeping that kid!! Then I'm leaving!!"
...What were I thinking? ...Revenge... The anger I felt back then... (What a vengeful man!)
...A ruptured rectum...
Would you believe me if I told you it was because that kid seduced someone else? Sumire... Even I don't believe it myself... Isn't this rabbit someone who makes a living by being penetrated by men?...
Calling him "little rabbit" is just a reminder not to fall for it... That filthy body... That night, his encounter with another waiter... His lewd behavior...
"Brother!" "Faster!!" Satoru snapped Souji out of his reverie, his innocent expression endearing.
But Satoru didn't see it. Souji didn't notice the gentle smile that unconsciously curved his lips...
In the bright, modern hall, in the house Souji himself had designed, an unfamiliar figure appeared.
Satoru, who had just been beside him, now ran towards the tall figure. Hearing the sound, the person slowly turned around. Dressed in simple sportswear, clean and handsome... and still somewhat childlike... Souji made his judgment in his mind.
"Brother, this is Xing Qigang, my classmate... He's been taking me home these past few days because my leg was sore. Brother... he's my friend..." Wu happily told Souji.
The naive Wu wanted to let her beloved brother see her first friend...
The man named Gang gently stroked Wu's soft black hair, then politely nodded to Souji.
Wu smiled silently at the man—this scene was particularly irritating to Souji...
Souji knew the little rabbit had no friends. Because of her leg problem, it was already a blessing that she wasn't bullied. Hmph... a male prostitute needs friends?
Watching the little rabbit and Gang exchange knowing glances, the previously subsided anger began to stir again...
"...A friend... welcome..." Souji said, pulling Wu into his arms. The ambiguous gesture made Gang blush.
"...You must be our family's first friend, right..." One hand gripped Satoru's thin shoulder, pressing his body tightly against his own, while the other hand gently touched Satoru's lower body in front of Tsuyoshi.
"Brother...what...what are you doing!?" Panic and shame filled Satoru's mind. He watched as Tsuyoshi's face turned from red to white.
"Please...please let go!!" Tsuyoshi pleaded for his friend. He couldn't bear to see the person he liked treated like this in front of him.
"...What right do you have to ask me?...Kid...stay away from Satoru..." Seeing Tsuyoshi's anxious yet unyielding appearance, Souji became even angrier.
With a forceful pull, he pulled down Satoru's pants, instantly exposing Satoru's lower body to the air...
"...Big brother...please...no...don't..." Satoru struggled to break free from Souji's grip, crying and pleading. He violently shook his body in resistance. He didn't want to lose his dignity in front of his only friend.
Souji still held Satoru firmly, easily lifting his legs. Instantly, the trembling flower stem, the jade bead, and the tightly clenched anus were all exposed to Tsuyoshi's eyes...
and a golden "Emperor" character...deeply branded on the snow-white inner thigh...close to the anus, the dazzling gold...burning everyone's heart...
"Ah!" A large hand gently caressed the uneven skin, inadvertently rubbing the red bud, stimulating Satoru's nerves and Tsuyoshi's eyes...
Souji's large hand easily swept over the flower stem and jade bead, then tentatively inserted his finger into the narrow red hole in front of Tsuyoshi, gently thrusting in and out, declaring his ownership.
"...Big brother...Big...Brother...Don't do this...Waaah..." Satoru had given up resisting. He just buried his head in Souji's neck, sobbing and enduring the humiliation brought to him by the person he called "Big Brother."
Just then, he froze...watching Satoru's genitals tremble just inches away from his eyes. Souji's fingers...and that glaring "Emperor" character...
"...Little one...the little bunny is mine..." Souji looked at Satoru's frozen expression with satisfaction, and carried the sobbing Satoru straight back to his room.
(Ten)
-------That was the first day after Satoru had been undergoing rehabilitation at the hospital for two months, and Souji, with the doctor's permission, brought Satoru back to that unfamiliar home to continue his recuperation------
"Big brother...my..." Satoru, who had just come out of the bathroom, was still wet, his face flushed with a deep blush, making him appear even more petite and adorable.
"...That..." Satoru instinctively lowered his voice, because he knew this was something he shouldn't say.
Souji just smiled. He didn't say anything, even though he knew what Satoru was about to say.
"...My...leg...ah...no...it's...""His buttocks..." He felt like he was suffocating. He couldn't stand his brother's ambiguous smile, and he couldn't bear the discovery on his own body.
"...The character 'Royal'...right..."
Satoru's eyes widened as he stared at Souji in surprise. Brother...how did he know...How embarrassing...
Souji chuckled, offering no explanation.
He didn't understand his brother like this...and it seemed his brother didn't want to talk about it...so forget it.
"...That...is the mark of your royal lineage..." Just as Satoru had made up his mind and turned away, he unexpectedly heard Souji's soft voice.
He paused, not turning back. Satoru felt it didn't matter; it didn't matter whose it was, as long as he could stay by his older brother's side...
But who could have imagined that Satoru's simple hope would be so cruelly shattered by the person he loved most...
Souji carried Satoru back to his bedroom and easily tossed him onto the soft, downy bed.
Satoru just cried...incessantly...his little mind in utter chaos...
"...Little one...the little bunny is mine." His brother's fingers...warmth, pain.
"...Please...please let go!!" Just now...his only friend...
...Emperor...Emperor...Emperor...Emperor...Only today did I realize that it was also my brother's mark...
Souji's large hand gently lifted Satoru's small chin, meeting his eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, filled with confusion, indignation...and adoration...
"...Brother...why..." Faced with Satoru's question without any blame, Souji didn't answer.
It seemed like he hadn't answered many of the little rabbit's questions... "
Aren't you ashamed of being treated like this? Then...I'll destroy you..." His deep brown eyes revealed infinite tenderness...In that instant, Satoru succumbed...
"...Even so...Brother...I..." The soft whisper was swallowed by Souji's deep kiss.
He frantically licked Satoru's tender red lips. Thin strands of saliva hung at the corners of their lips, Satoru's small tongue awkwardly responding...
And so...Souji didn't let Satoru say "...I still love you..."
(XI)
Beneath Souji, everything Satoru did was instinctive. Passionate kisses, embraces...
"...Mmm..." Satoru's little tongue was tightly entwined.
"...Brother..."
Souji's large hand touched Satoru's round buttocks, which were already exposed to the air, rubbing along the texture of the skin, rubbing near his anus. Scratching...
"Little bunny...Brother is uncomfortable." Following Souji's gaze, the huge shape that was already erect in his trousers was clearly seen.
Satoru's face immediately turned as red as a sweet potato. But the next second, Satoru was as obedient as a kitten, lying between Souji's legs...
Everything seemed so natural...
Slightly parting his thin lips, Satoru used his pearly white teeth to bite the zipper of the trousers, and with a little force, the zipper was slowly opened.
A strong masculine scent wafted in.
"...So big..." Looking at Souji's penis that was faintly visible in his white underwear, Satoru couldn't help but exclaim.
"...Little bunny...and then..." As if encouraging him, Souji patted Satoru's head, forcing him closer to his enormous member.
"...Mmm..." Satoru still didn't use his hands to help, following Souji's force, he gently pulled open the white underwear with his teeth.
His nose vaguely touched the huge penis. Souji's
scent was like an aphrodisiac, making Satoru greedily take the red penis that sprang from the underwear into his mouth in an instant. Although he couldn't take it all in, he tried his best to swallow and spit it out.
His small tongue lightly traced the veins on it, climbing along the huge shaft, lightly licking the tip with the tip of his tongue, stimulating Souji's desire.
"...Mmm..." Souji let out a comfortable groan, and the large hand that had been supporting Satoru's head slowly moved towards the tender red anus.
"...Ah..." Satoru suddenly spat out the huge object in his mouth, looking resentfully at his older brother who had been tormenting him .
It turned out that Souji's hand had forcefully pried open his soft anus, the everted anal muscles contracting sharply, causing Satoru discomfort.
"...Brother...no..." Satoru cried out. A sharp pain spread from his lower body.
Souji's finger, without any lubrication, had been thrust directly into the soft, tight anal flesh...
Even though it was his beloved brother's hand, the pain was unbearable. Satoru violently strained his muscles, trying to push his brother's finger out...
But Souji noticed this and instead forcefully inserted his finger even deeper, a cruel smile on his face... He began to increase the number of fingers...
"...Brother...it hurts..." Satoru's face contorted in pain. Souji's two fingers were already deep inside his rectum, probing and scraping against the burning intestinal walls, relentlessly searching for Satoru's sensitive spots... The revenge had begun, but Satoru was still completely unaware...
"No..." Satoru's eyes were already filled with tears... only pain... Why did his brother do this to him...?
...Where did Satoru go...? Wasn't it good?
It felt like his internal organs were being ripped out by his brother, those thick knuckles were pounding into his anus with a hard, grating sound... His body was going to break...
"Brother... Satoru can't... anymore..."
Souji, watching Satoru's reaction with a wicked grin, suddenly thrust his swollen penis into Satoru's mouth, who was still lying between his legs.
For some reason, Souji was confident that the little rabbit that was looking at him with adoring eyes from time to time would never hurt him...
Even if he was treated like this, the little rabbit would not bite his sensitive half...
Souji thrust forcefully in and out of Satoru's mouth... thrusting quickly... each time deeper than the last...
Satoru just endured it... He didn't understand why his brother was making love to him in such a painful way.
He was strongly holding back the urge to vomit, but his brother kept going deeper... that huge penis felt like it was going to tear his throat apart...
Suddenly, the burning sensation in his anus was no longer just from the fingers. A tearing sensation rushed to his brain----
"Brother!!! No!!!"
The thing behind was endlessly expanding!!-----That was a fist!!!
He forcefully used his tongue to push Souji's enormous member out of his mouth, but just as the red, sticky, saliva-covered member was about to leave,
it convulsed violently----
"Mmm..." Souji groaned in pleasure, letting wave after wave of powerful semen shoot directly into Satoru's half-open mouth and onto his snow-white chest...
"...Cough...cough...Brother...why..." Satoru's face was covered in tears mixed with the fishy semen, crying out in anguish.
Desperate to get up and escape his current painful situation, Satoru, supporting his weak body, tried to leave between Souji's legs.
But his strength was no match for Souji's... Souji only slightly moved his fist, which was still inside Satoru's anus...
The slight tug caused a sharp pain that immediately sent Satoru crashing back into Souji's crotch...
Before him lay a scene of utter disarray on Souji's genitals...
"...Ugh...ah...why...." Satoru's body was already weak, and now he was completely at Souji's mercy.
The enormous fist had stretched his anus to the point of being deformed...the blood-streaked flesh was stretched almost transparent and tightly wrapped around his brother's hand.
...So...painful.....
Even so... Souji kept pushing deep into his rectum... "It's bleeding, isn't it... otherwise why are there bloodstains on the sheets?"
Satoru's consciousness gradually blurred...
Why was his brother's gaze filled with resentment?
Why wouldn't his brother enter my body... Why did he do this to me...?
While Satoru was in a daze, Souji was already in a state of near madness... Everything was no longer related to desire,
just to torture this little rabbit... doing what he had always wanted to do...
Look... who will want you like this in the future!!" His dark brown eyes seemed to be glowing with bloodlust as Souji pressed Satoru down beneath him, using his weight to forcefully suppress him, committing his brutality. His blood-stained eyes didn't notice that Satoru had truly become a little rabbit... at his mercy... His
solid fists repeatedly slammed into and out of the already bloodied anus. The fists, dripping with intestinal fluid and blood, were like the deepest darkness within Souji's heart... relentlessly destroying the unconscious Satoru lying on the bed.
"...Plop...plop..." The obscene sound of intestines being rubbed echoed in the large bedroom....
In the dim moonlight, one could only see a muscular man dominating what looked like a dead person... continuing his brutality frantically...
muttering incessantly --
"...Let's see how you seduce men with a body like this...just watch..."
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the person beneath him had no anus...it was clearly a large, bloody hole!!
(12)
Sunlight gently streamed into the blood-soaked bedroom....
A small body could be seen lying face down on the large bed, asleep...
but the boy's sleep was not peaceful. His breathing was weak, devoid of any strength, as if a single effort could tear his body apart. The pain in his body made him frown. On his bare shoulders were bluish pinch marks, and his hands hung limply at his sides.
Looking down, through the loosely draped thin blanket, one could see that the boy's waist and legs were wrapped in thick white gauze. The gauze wrapped around the boy's... The gauze was skillfully wrapped around the boy's buttocks, then tightly around his waist to prevent it from loosening, layer upon layer...
One could vaguely see that a large hole in his buttocks had been heavily treated with a purplish-red medicine, firmly plugging the bloody, mangled area. The solid medicine, mixed with red blood, was slowly dissolving, moistening the already everted anal flesh and relieving the boy's pain.
His pale, helpless sleeping face, his complete lack of resistance... made one think that one hand could kill him...
Consciousness slowly returned---
"..." Wu struggled to open his eyes, trying to focus and see everything clearly.
"Wu..." A strong figure stood against the bright light, making it difficult for Wu to see clearly... but that voice... it was Jin... how could he let him see him like this!
"...Ugh... it hurts..." He frantically tried to hide his naked body under the covers, but this slight movement aggravated the injuries on his body...
...That place... was bandaged... did my brother do that...?
...But why... did he do that to me?...
His mind was in complete chaos, and he didn't notice Jin moving step by step from the window to the bedside.
"...Leave my brother... or you'll die... you're not our brother..." Calmly uttering cruel words, Jin couldn't care less anymore...
------------ all because of his older brother this morning... The instant his eyes met Souji's, he thought he was seeing a demon just returned from hell! Covered in blood, eyes blazing with madness! A demon reeking of blood—that wasn't his older brother at all!!
"...Brother..." he stammered, his voice filled with worry and fear.
"...I'm done..." He was met with the demon's whispered words and immediately rushed towards the large room Souji had just emerged from. The bustling room.
"Bang!" He pushed open the half-closed door, a thick stench of blood assaulting his nostrils! Suppressing a strong urge to vomit, he stared blankly as a group of servants furrowed their brows as they tended to the person on the bed.
The bed was covered in blood. The weak, pale boy... and behind him... that unrecognizable fleshy hole!!
--------Brother!! What are you doing?!
"Souji!! Are you even human?!" Sumire roared furiously at Souji... He didn't want his only family member to transform into a demon!! A heartless beast!!
"..." Sitting quietly on the sofa, staring blankly at the enraged Sumire, unresponsive.
"Even if!! Even if!! He's a male prostitute... you can't treat him like this!!" Sumire was almost hysterical, completely oblivious to the fact that Souji had already shed his previous bloodthirsty appearance.
His empty brown eyes were like a stagnant pool... showing no reaction...
"Souji... you almost killed him!!"
A tremor ran through him, his blurry eyes flashed... then instantly dimmed...
Souji... isn't this what you wanted?... Why... does my heart ache?...
---"Brother, I made lotus seed soup, try some." "That cute little bunny..."
---"Brother, don't be sad." "Brother is so strong, he can definitely take down those companies!!" That naughty little bunny...
---"Brother, it hurts a little, but let those people see that Satoru isn't easy to bully!... Hmph!" That strong little bunny...
"Brother, Wu is just my little rabbit..." That little rabbit of mine...
the little rabbit I've known for almost a year...
so easily... destroyed by these hands, still stained with blood...
Just to punish your lewdness, I meticulously planned... to make you a cripple...
just to avenge that moment of heartache... I did what I've always wanted to do...
But... why does my heart feel so empty... tell me...Satoru...why...
unintentionally, he called the little rabbit Satoru in his heart...that was Souji's heart also beginning to feel confused, a subtle change...
he could no longer hear Sumire's anger, accusations, or that almost shouted "You can't do it!! I'll do it!!!"
Then, in his already blurred vision, Violet turned and disappeared...
...I couldn't do it?... Violet... I did it, didn't I...?
...Wu... how should I treat you...?
(Thirteen)
...Violet... what were you saying just now?...
"...Violet?...cough...cough..." Wu's weak body hadn't yet adjusted to the pain all over him. Forcing himself to stay upright, he asked with doubt.
*Thud!* A brown paper bag was violently thrown onto the bed by Violet, the papers and photos inside immediately flying out... into Wu's eyes.
"...I don't want to say more. You'll understand what you are when you see it yourself..." Violet moved to Wu's side with disgust and hatred.
What... is this...?
"...Ugh..." Satoru, enduring the excruciating pain, reached out with one hand to grab the photocopy that had already flown out.
The August sky was as bright as if it were transparent, sparrows chirped incessantly under the green shade, everything seemed so beautiful.
But all this beauty could not bring Satoru a single joy, nor could it warm his already shattered heart...
Sakiyama... Satoru? Born in Hokkaido in 1986, he came to Tokyo with his parents at the age of 9... Parents?... He attended the private Tamami High School until he lost his memory...
"...Sumire... Sumire-nii!... Hokkaido. Parents... What is all this about?..." Intense fear and turmoil made Satoru use honorifics for Sumire for the first time.
This piece of paper... what is it... Is this all the past I can't remember...? And what is this year...?
His fragile nerves could no longer withstand the slightest torment, but everything happened so suddenly, when he was at his weakest...
"Tell...tell me!!" The barely suppressed, furious roar startled Jin, who had never seen Wu like this before.
Beads of sweat dotted his forehead... his
disheveled black hair damp with sweat...
his lips, clenched tightly, devoid of color, were already oozing blood...so vividly red...
his heavy breathing caused his weak, pale chest to rise...
and the marks his elder brother had left on him...the two rosy nipples faintly visible...all so dazzling...so alluring...
it's unbelievable...that you, already in such a state, still have the courage to doubt...to resist......
Heh...you certainly have qualities that make one want you...Brother...but I can't let him ruin you...
so let your younger brother ruin him first...
"Pain..." An involuntary murmur escaped my lips.
The intense force would tear me apart again... the place of abuse...
the pain again... the bleeding again... it reminded me of my brother's brutality again... But Sumire... please don't erase the meaning of my existence...
I am Sakiyama Satoru... not Sumeragi Souji's younger brother... how could this be...
I fell in love with that brutal person... even though he treated me like that, I can't resent him... I can't hate him...
because he has become my sky... if the sky falls... I... can't go on living... Sumire...
"Take another look at the second one, and these photos! Once you understand, leave... Don't even think about lingering. Even if you die, I'll drag you out of this house!"
The elegant Sumire pushed Satoru step by step toward destruction, completely ignoring the unintentional pleading on Satoru's face... Everything will end today!
No... no more... I... don't want to know the past... I really don't want to... let me go... Sumire...
Because to overturn all this, confirmation was needed, but what she received was an even crueler answer.
Her eyes had betrayed her thoughts, subconsciously glancing at the contents of another sheet of paper:
"...Sakiyama Satoru... the actress who played the bunny girl in the gay bar."
"Last July, while serving the president... she was approached by a reporter hired by Toujou... Also included are photos taken by the reporter at the time..."
"Four days later... a car accident in front of the Royal Enterprise Building... amnesia..."
"Ha... Sumire, stop it!! I'm a bar hostess!! Then where are my parents? Why am I living with you... Why are you lying to me!!"
Her eyes, already blurry with tears, still stared at Sumire, refusing to give in, as if if she lowered her head, everything would become real...
"...Your... parents found out you were gay for some reason... They abandoned you after your car accident... Because I was the one who caused the accident, Souji said he would take care of you... so he left you. And you don't remember anything anyway." The last sentence made Sumire feel a little guilty, because she knew that Satoru's current predicament was somewhat related to her, but for her older brother... she couldn't back down.
"...I don't believe it... I don't believe... I'm a prostitute... What bunny girl..." A tear finally slid down her cheek. She kept muttering, denying all the hurt.
...Completely devastated...
What car accident... the perpetrator... I'm a child even my parents abandoned... a child they threw away because I'm gay...
Satoru... you idiot... what are you still holding on to...
such solid... evidence... what can't be proven... My heart aches so much... Souji... brother...
little bunny... little bunny... little bunny...
so that's what it means... those gentle calls were the most shameful evidence... He knows everything... yet he still humiliates me, who has amnesia...
what is this... being treated like this... still loving Souji, I'm really... so pathetic...
"Waaah... waaah... brother... don't leave me..."
My head was now buried deep between my knees, the sobs I had been trying to suppress were now uncontrollable...
"No... don't send me away... waaah... waaah..."
"Big brother... where are you..." Helpless groans escaped from under the covers.
"Shut up! Don't mention my older brother!" These two simple words struck Jin's most taut nerve, easily shattering all her guilt and rationality.
"Slap!" A hard slap landed on Wu's face. Jin's lips trembled, her eyes wide open.All the anger and resentment were unleashed in an instant.
"Cough...cough cough..." My head was buzzing, and my mouth tasted...blood...Violet. Just kill me already...
"Look at yourself! Seducing men... You're practically dying from being taken advantage of. Is this really your nature?
A year of living a normal life... and it still hasn't changed you?...
Disgusting... And now you're even trying to seduce my older brother... Get out of here!"
"Bastard..." Violet roughly scratched her hair, roaring before turning to leave. She couldn't face Wu anymore; she was going to go crazy if this continued...
"By the way... I don't understand why my brother treated you like this... But you're really filthy..." Violet left behind a final cup of poisoned wine, ensuring Wu's certain death... With
an elegant turn, Violet left the suffocating room, her weak sobs fading as she closed the door.
"Phew..." As soon as she stepped out of the bedroom, Violet loosened her tie and took a deep breath.
"What a nightmare..."
"Second Young Master..." An elderly servant rushed to Violet's side, reporting something in a low voice.
"...I understand, I'll go right away..." Jin finished speaking and walked towards the hall.
...Sigh...The old servant was staring at the door with disgust when he spoke to her...Even the kind and considerate old man usually has this expression...
...Phew...Let all this end...Huang Jin....
"How rude of me...I've kept you waiting for so long..." She greeted the person standing in the center of the hall with a smile. The person in the distance turned around in a panic and instantly met Jin's gaze.
(Fourteen)
"Wu...How are you feeling today?" Gang asked the man on the bed, holding a bowl of steaming rice porridge.
"............." He didn't respond to me, just like always. To be precise, Wu had become unresponsive to everything since that day.
"Sigh..." The freshly cooked hot porridge was placed on the table beside her. Gang carefully pulled Wu out of the covers, put one arm around Wu's waist, and stuffed two pillows behind Wu's back with the other hand, so that Wu could sit up against the headboard and it would be convenient to feed him.
"Ah...right..." He suddenly remembered something. He muttered to himself, then pulled back the blanket covering Wu...underneath lay Wu's naked body...
a lean frame...with prominent collarbones...two strikingly red nipples set against his pale chest.
His body was almost devoid of flesh, his ribs barely visible.
Looking down, his small member lay quietly in the sparse grass, followed by two drooping testicles...
below his emaciated, narrow buttocks was a five-centimeter square piece of cotton cloth, its soft texture intimately touching his buttocks...
his legs, which could once barely run, were now atrophied...
"Damn it..."
Just as he lifted one of Wu's thin legs with one hand, his anus was clearly visible... The bloody mess from a year ago had healed considerably. But in the summer, those ugly wounds would become inflamed, and looking at the slightly red, swollen, and pus-filled opening now... a sharp pain shot through his heart again... Damn it... Wu... why do you have to endure this...
He reached back and pulled out the ointment prescribed by the doctor from the foot of the bed, gently unscrewing the cap, a crisp medicinal scent wafting out. He scooped out a large chunk of the white, creamy ointment with his finger and
extended it towards the poor opening. As usual... First, gently circle the opening, applying the ointment all over. Then, using your middle finger, gently squeeze it little by little into the rectum, pushing the milky substance in as well. Repeat this process, applying it to the inflamed folds. Watching the white ointment on my hand gradually turn pale pink with blood, the thick liquid sliding down Wu's thigh and dripping onto the cotton cloth below, slowly dissolving... A moment of distraction, this thick, sticky passage... so tight... Gently rotating the finger left inside... so hot... wanting to enter...
---------------!!!!!!!!
----------------------------------------- You bastard!!!!
No!!! Xing Qigang, how can you think like this... are you even human?!
Xing Qigang! Xing Qigang! Xing Qigang! Xing Qigang! Xing Qigang! Xing Qigang! Xing Qigang! Xing Qigang!!!!
..You bastard...If you love him...don't hurt him...right......
"Wu... wake up..." His shoulders trembled as he desperately swallowed the sobs, gently stroking Wu's cheek with his other clean hand.
The touch was so warm...
What do you see in your lifeless eyes... tell me... Wu...
follow your gaze... is it the sea outside the window... or those children playing on the beach... are you envious of them...?
Want to run, want to move, want to speak, just give me a hint... Wu...
don't cry, don't fuss... you're like an infant being cared for by me without any reaction...
this food... my gaze swept over the slightly cooled rice porridge beside him... easily digestible food prepared to take care of you like this...
this food... I'll feed you a bite, you eat a bite... if I don't care about you like this... you really will die... damn it...
ever since we left the Royal Palace, or more precisely, since I saw Wu, Wu has lost his self-awareness.
He doesn't move, doesn't speak... not even a change in his eyes." He often stares blankly at one spot.
Sometimes he even wonders if he's become a vegetable.
The loss of consciousness means his body is out of control... incontinence...
He can only mechanically swallow the liquids he's fed, maintaining basic physiological functions.
He skillfully pulls the soiled cloth from under Wu's body, places it aside, takes out a piece of the same material and puts it back in its place, then drapes the blanket over Wu again.
Like a newborn being cared for, when will you recover... when will you smile and call me Gang again...?
After washing his hands and reheating the rice porridge, Gang returns to Wu's side.
He scoops up some rice porridge with a small spoon, blows on it, and then brings it to Wu's lips.
As if sensing something, Wu slightly opens his mouth and swallows the food...
The two repeat this simple action together. Sometimes Gang thinks Wu has regained consciousness, but his dim, lifeless eyes, still fixed on the view outside the window,
so easily shatter Gang's assumptions.
That day...
"Xing Qi...?""My older brother and I are flying to Europe for business the day after tomorrow, but unfortunately we can't take Wu with us..." Huang Jin, who identified herself as Wu's second brother, chatted casually.
"Is that so..." he blurted out rashly... "Are they going to leave Wu alone in Japan...?
" "That's right..." Huang Jin answered frankly.
"Then... um... since you're gone... I'll take care of Wu!" he blurted out in a panic. It was truly from the bottom of his heart... If he had a chance to be with Wu... he wouldn't have let that older brother treat him like that. He still regretted not insisting back then. Wu was crying so pitifully... Even if Wu is your person... Huang Souji! You shouldn't have treated him like that.
"...Is that so... Of course, it's a blessing for Wu to have a friend willing to take care of him, isn't it?" Huang Jin agreed, her brown eyes, just like his older brother's... making it hard to understand what she was thinking... Isn't Wu your younger brother? How can you hand him over to me so easily...
Xing Qigang... your rash words revealed your love... the child... Take him away... so I don't have to personally kick him out!!
"Hehe..." Jin laughed, her smile so bright and dazzling, that even Gang was momentarily stunned...
"Xing Qi... before you take Wu away, there's something I must tell you."
(Fifteen)
"I hope you can calm down and listen to me... Wu... he was sexually abused... the perpetrator... is my older brother..."
..What! What!!... Did I hear that right... Huang... Huang Zongsi raped his own brother!?
Is that possible...?
No!!... Maybe it's true... after all, he could show his brother's private parts to a stranger... that bastard...
From Gang's clenched fist, you could see how angry he was. His eyes, blazing with murderous intent, were fixed on Huang Jin. But the person in front of him ignored him completely,
continuing to speak.
"This kind of thing is difficult to talk about within a family, but if you're going to take care of Wu... you should be prepared... knowing that the person you're taking care of has suffered a great blow..."
It's better for me to tell you directly than let you discover the truth yourself, isn't it?... Xing Qi, little friend...
"He's badly injured right now... not just physically but also emotionally. I can tell you, Wu loves my older brother. I don't know if you still had the impulse and courage to say you wanted to take care of someone like that..."
A silence fell. See... even with the deepest love, if the other person is impure... there will be a shadow in your heart... especially since that person doesn't even love you back. You'll refuse, won't you, little friend...?
"...Yes..." The words were almost forced out from between clenched teeth, striking my eardrums heavily... a wave of dizziness washed over me...
Yes?... I didn't hear wrong, did I... little friend... do you really like Wu to this extent...?
"That...that..." Interesting kid. "I don't want to hide anything. I like Wu...If the person I like is hurt, and I can remain indifferent, then...that can't be called love at all...Because I like him, I have to protect him even more...Take Wu away from here...This is my decision, there's no reason to give up...You...bastard..."
...A declaration of love...Can you accept this reality and make an accurate judgment...Little kid, you're not stupid after all...If you knew about the Huang family's scandals...If you had chosen to refuse just now...your life would be in danger.
After all...I, Huang Jin, am not a kind person...
"Thank you...the two of them...I don't know why things have come to this...I don't want to shirk responsibility for my older brother, but Wu is really miserable right now...I hope you can take him away. Maybe it should be called running away."
"Thank you so much. Take my only brother away from here...I...don't want to see him get hurt again." He looked remorseful, his eyes filled with regret...He must look like a perfect penitent right now...
"Damn it... Why am I so weak? I can't even protect the person I like... I can't fight back... I can only run away... It was like that day... and it's like this now...
"
"Wu... let's go..." Xing Qi quickly dressed Wu, gazing at his blank eyes, and gently asked. Unfortunately, from the moment they entered the bedroom, Wu hadn't responded—
to me, to Xing Qi... and to everything...
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the afterglow of the setting sun, Huang Jin watched Wu, wrapped up like a polar bear, obediently lying in Xing Qi's arms as he was taken away.
"Wu... I didn't tell Xing Qi about your past... consider it compensation for kicking you out of here... If possible, live well with that child... and... forget about Souji..."
After feeding Wu the last mouthful of rice porridge, she looked out the window. A gentle breeze was blowing, and the temperature wasn't high—perfect weather for a walk.
"Right, Satoru...we're going to the beach later..."
She lifted Satoru by the waist and carefully placed him on the wheelchair parked outside. She closed the apartment door behind her and slowly walked towards "Senkai," the largest beach in Shohoku.
A refreshing sea breeze swept over them, cool and invigorating. The
cicadas chirped tirelessly in the summer air... a little shrill...
but seeing the joyful faces of the elderly and children around her, she felt as if she were infected by their happiness... her mood inexplicably good...
It had been a year since she and Satoru had come to this unfamiliar yet warm place...
After getting her parents' permission, she hadn't gone to university and came directly to Shohoku, helping out at a classmate's art studio.
The work was very relaxed; she only needed to draw illustrations for magazines on her computer at home. Therefore, she had plenty of time to take care of Satoru.
Also, Sumire would send a sum of money to her account every month. A considerable sum of money, and their lives were peaceful and stable.
Sometimes I wonder... what would I do if things were like this forever...? After a period of brooding and agonizing, the answer is still... I will still take care of you for the rest of my life... Wu...
even if the person you love... isn't me... This is a bit pitiful... you know... Wu...
it's laughable to think about it... why am I so persistent with you? Before your accident, we were just good friends. More importantly, you didn't love me...
but unknowingly, that little figure that wobbled and chased me at school slowly seeped into my heart... the strong Wu, who wouldn't give up even when bullied... the adorable Wu, who couldn't stop smiling when she got first place in the exam... Ah... the past is the past... do I still want to think about it... Gang... since I've chosen to protect him... I'll treat him well...
"Squeak. Squeak..." Pushing Wu forward, the closer we got to the "Immortal Realm," the more people we encountered... We had no choice but to stop a hundred meters from the sea...
Finding a wooden chair under a tall, lush tree, I moved Wu from his wheelchair and placed it beside me. Wu, barely able to support himself, slowly leaned against me.
I quickly adjusted his position so that his beloved's head could rest comfortably on my shoulder... and the two of them quietly nestled together like that...
...Her arms were wrapped around her beloved's waist...
She realized... This must be her happiness...
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"Husband!" "We're here, let's go swimming together!"
Princess Tegiku shouted to her newlywed husband, her fiery red hair shimmering in the sunlight. At this moment, Tegiku still looked like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl... full of energy and vitality... completely lacking the reserve and gentleness of a newlywed woman.
The man on the shore shook his head helplessly. Compared to the saltiness of the sea, he preferred the warmth of the sun. Playing in the water was something only his nineteen-year-old wife enjoyed.
But this political marriage... It was a beautiful accident. Teju was a wealthy heiress, yet she lacked any of the typical spoiled traits of a privileged child. Instead, she was more like a child—pure, kind, and straightforward, showing herself to everyone. Such a kind and beautiful Teju... truly an angel sent from heaven...
Although I don't want to admit it, this mature man is deeply attracted to you... and loves you...
Sometimes I think... if Teju had been by my side back then, and I had learned to care for others... I wouldn't have been so cruel to Makoto... that child...
"Jin... what are you thinking about?"
"Ah... ah... nothing, brother... why did you get out of the car... didn't you say it was too hot outside..." The man, who had been lost in thought, suddenly snapped out of it and started chatting with the older brother who had appeared behind him.
"No... seeing how much fun your girl is having... makes me, as her older brother, want to join in too..."
"...I'm going to buy some swimming trunks over there. I'll go for a swim... do you want some?"
"Ha... no... brother knows... I don't like swimming..."
"Is that so... then I'll go..."
"B-brother..."
"This fairy realm...does our royal family really want to acquire it...? It's a great resort...we'll build a seaside commercial center after the acquisition...is that a good idea..."
I would never have asked such a question before...but for her...
looking at Sumire, who was having so much fun in the water...silly child...if you knew this place was about to disappear...you would definitely cry...
Souji simply turned around and walked straight towards the seaside shops, without answering Sumire. Since that day a year ago, he had stopped communicating or discussing things with anyone. Everything revolved around his own will. He exercised absolute control over the royal family and everyone around him. If the former Souji was a strong but still understanding older brother, the current him rarely spoke to anyone, even Sumire, he would still be perfunctory, frowning and pondering alone. Refusing any help had become a habit for Souji.
"Thank you for your patronage, welcome to visit again..." The delicate female voice was thrown to the other side of the electric door. The shop assistant looked at me like a snake eyeing a frog, wanting to
swallow me whole... How funny...
It's really hot... The shade under the trees over there looks cool... I'll call Teju over to sit later... That little kid... Hehe...
Hmm? Wheelchair?... Disabled person... Can still go for a walk on the beach...
The sunlight is a little dazzling... I'm a little dizzy...
That boy sitting on the bench... He looks so familiar...
(Sixteen)
That is
... Thank you for your patronage... Ah... Please let me... free... my... legs... Ah... no... it's... that... imperial... Big brother, you're back... This is the lotus seed soup I made... Big brother... Big brother... Big brother... Big brother... Big brother... Hehe... Big... brother...
"Brother!!!" "No!!!" "Brother!!!" "No!!!" "Brother!!!" "No!!!" "No!!!" --The
pale, weak body beneath him...and the blood on his hands!!
All those things from the past that he thought he wouldn't care about suddenly erupted like lava, sweeping away everything hidden in the shadows, sweeping away everything he had always wanted to escape, everything he had always wanted to forget.
His body instinctively moved towards you, quietly leaning against another man's arms.
Even now...you...are you still relying on men to make a living...Satoru...you're really...despicable!
For Souji, Satoru was a special existence. Although he didn't want to admit it, this child was indeed the deepest bond in his heart. Although this bond could have been elevated to love, the pride of an "emperor" absolutely wouldn't allow him to bestow what should have been the purest, most transparent, innocent, and warmest emotion upon... On the person who would open their legs to a man at any moment.
In fact, throughout this year, Souji often thought of Satoru, intentionally or unintentionally. Most of the time, the Satoru that appeared in his mind was not the lewd and depraved figure he subjectively perceived. Instead, she was always kind-hearted, smiling, and adorable, always clinging to him... He thought that after taking that so-called revenge, everything would end, but the reality was quite the opposite. A strong sense of guilt was eroding his unwavering will, and what he thought would easily disappear became even more obvious...
It was because his feelings for Satoru were quietly changing, and this change was something he could not tolerate. So Souji changed along with her. To suppress the deepest longing for Satoru in her heart, to prove that such a despicable and filthy person should not be longed for by her, to change this version of herself that she herself loathed and could not tolerate, so tyranny and dictatorship emerged, all to erase that increasingly clear little figure in her heart...
She regarded the purest love as sin and disgrace, and hated it. To love but not to admit it, this was also Souji's tragedy...
"Hey!" A rude voice reached Gang's ears while he was in a daze. Backlit... the newcomer was hard to see clearly. It
was really hot today...
"What's going on, Mizune... suddenly appearing like this is terrifying..."
Facing the third-generation leader of the second-largest yakuza gang in Shohoku, "Kimizu," Kokimi Mizune...Gang's tone remained impolite. He waved his hand dismissively, completely disregarding the other person, and tightened his grip on Satoru, who was leaning against him.
Indeed, the Third Hokage, Mizune, was only a twelve-year-old child, yet this child always maintained a cool demeanor, disguising himself and protecting himself in his dark and terrifying world.
He used his exceptional kingly aura and leadership skills to command his family, ensuring their enduring strength.
What's puzzling is that this child always seems to be around, revealing emotions he's always kept hidden—smiling, crying, being mischievous, playing pranks… This annoying kid…
Why is he so clingy… Sigh…
Hey… Hey… Tsuyoshi…” Mizune noticed Tsuyoshi's helpless expression, and her previously high-pitched voice suddenly dropped. “Even… you… hate me…?”
The small body that had been close to Tsuyoshi took a big step back, widening the distance between them… Because he's a child, his heart is very fragile…
“Ah… Mizune… When did I say I hated you? You're my most important friend… Mizune?” Tsuyoshi hurriedly apologized, looking flustered. Actually, he didn't really hate this clingy little guy that much
… Looking at the unresponsive Mizune, Tsuyoshi felt a pang of guilt; he was just a child after all…
"Ha...haha!! You fell for it!" "Idiot Gang!"
Ah!! Ah!!! Ah!!! What a waste of my little bit of guilt just now, this brat in front of me actually made a face at me and stuck out his tongue!!
Gang was completely enraged. That's why I hate kids the most. Born bad boys...
He grabbed the little girl in front of him and punched her directly on the head. It seemed like puffs of green smoke came out, it was definitely powerful!!
"Ah...it hurts...Idiot Gang!!"
"You asked for it!"
...
...
"Souji...Souji-nii, why haven't you gone over yet...Sumire said you came to buy swim trunks, but you're so slow...Souji...nii??"
She greeted Souji-nii, who had just come out of the store, chattering like a little sparrow, but strangely, Souji-nii, who always doted on her, didn't pay attention to her. What was he...looking at...
...Were those three people...? A lively child...a young man sighing to the sky...and...someone who hadn't moved at all...
"It's so hot today," Shuiyin gulped down a bottle of mineral water. "Phew---! Much better!"
...Hey...Shuiyin...can I do you a favor..."
Gang? What's wrong?...His voice sounds off...Strange guy, what's going on...Why are you suddenly hugging Xiaowu so tightly, afraid I'll take him away from you...Hehe...
It really is a bit...no...that's right...Gang's eyes are off...
All that ease from before has vanished...Only a heavy chill...warning...and the strongest hatred remains...
Oh...oh...is this still the Xing Qigang I know...?
...Interesting...So who is this anger directed at...?
"Snap!" A clear sound of a broken branch being stepped on.
Mizunane looked up sharply—a huge figure stood five meters away, no longer moving forward. There was a woman beside him.
Souji stood there blankly, motionless, not having heard a word of his conversation with Mizunane, his eyes fixed only on that person... Satoru...
Time stood still... Satoru... Why aren't you smiling, looking, or saying anything... Does my appearance frighten you so much? Sakiyama... Satoru!!...
You feel ashamed that I saw you with another man, so you don't want to look at me... right... you slut!!
His heart, twisted by darkness, refused to acknowledge this love, thinking he would never see Satoru again in this life, yet he remained calm. Lying in another man's arms, the fact infuriated Souji. In truth, Souji's feelings for Satoru stemmed from possessiveness; she couldn't bear another man holding him, so she used the car accident to keep him by her side.
She didn't heal Satoru's thin legs to prevent him from escaping. She couldn't bear to see him with any friends, so she crushed his self-esteem in front of his so-called friends.
This possessiveness arose from love, but Souji's love was so intense that it hurt Satoru and tormented herself.
She had been killing the one she loved for her so-called "emperor's love."
Blinded by hatred, Souji still hadn't seen through it all...
(17)
"...Help me this once...Mizune...make sure this man can never stand up again...for Satoru..." Her voice was so soft, still trembling, trying hard to suppress her hatred. Tsuyoshi...
...Two pairs of equally resentful eyes, neither willing to concede. Only the focus was different...hehe... ...
Tsuyoshi...this is the first time you've spoken to me like this, isn't it...begging me...I'll agree...after all, I'm your friend...hehe...
In the volatile balance of hatred, Mizune calmly stood between Tsuyoshi and Souji. Unwavering, her presence grew stronger and stronger...
"Not a simple child..." Tegiku also noticed Mizune. "Souji-nii...?" Tegiku
, deeply uneasy about the situation, softly called out to the man, but he still ignored her...
Souji's eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets, a deep brown rage seemingly burning above his head...how terrifying...Sumire...come quickly...
"Hey, uncle, stop staring at Xiao Wu... He's Ben Gang's man!" Mizune teased, meeting the middle-aged man's gaze. But the man completely ignored her presence, or rather, he completely disregarded her, Ben Gang, and the woman beside him.
"You really are annoying... Do you think you're a god? Bastard..." The man in front of her completely ignored her; she felt like a clown standing there! This sudden realization was unacceptable to Mizune.
How could the third head of the yakuza "Mokusui" tolerate such blatant disregard?
"Tch..."
In an instant, Mizune's expression changed. The childlike innocence vanished, replaced by a demonic aura. The purest darkness of her bloodline surged into her equally dark eyes, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth formed a perfect arc that seemed to scorn everything in the world, fearless of anything... even the middle-aged man who looked remarkably like herself.
"Then I'll be the Asura of this world... I'll slay gods and Buddhas alike... Hehe..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mizune delivered a flying kick, landing a resounding thud on Souji's left ribs. Although it looked like a child's attack, the force was surprisingly strong and ruthless.
The instant pain brought Souji back to his senses. Only then did he realize that this brat dared to kick him!
Even this brat is protecting you... Satoru... How interesting...
It's so hot today... The sun is so strong...
Big brother... Why haven't Teju returned yet...?
Sumire strolled slowly towards the shopping street not far from the beach. The ice-cold beer in her hand was so lukewarm even though she'd just taken it out of the freezer... Sigh...
Huh? Why are there so many people under that tree... What are you and Teju doing there...
a masquerade ball... and so many men in black...?
"Hmm..." This beer is really awful...
Spending so much time with Teju has made Sumire more gentle, even in this bizarre scene: her brother and wife surrounded by three or five people. She doesn't think it's anything to worry about. Under Teju's influence, has she become kinder or more oblivious?
The truth is, Sumire completely ignores the danger before her, leisurely drinking her awful beer as she walks towards the small group of people...
...So hot... an uncomfortable feeling...
"Bang!"
That...that was...a...gunshot!! Even though it was silenced, the deep sound was definitely a gunshot!!
"Brother---Wife----------!!" That's how people are; when filled with fear, the first person they think of is the one they care about most. Jin was no exception; her hoarse, anxious cry escaped her lips!
She watched as her older brother, who was not far away, swayed and fell, so slowly... landing on the hard asphalt road...
"Thump!" The sound of flesh hitting the ground struck Jin's heart heavily—pain!!
"Brother------------------!!" Everything was right before her eyes, everything happened so suddenly, but Jin had no power to stop it.
"Brother...brother..."
Run...run...run faster, get there before that kid with the gun points it at her brother again!! Brother--------------------!!
"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out... "Wife!!!!"
"Ugh... Thank goodness... I made it in time... Wife..." Shouju wasn't hurt... Thank goodness...
In that instant, Jin leaped forward, pushing away Shouju who was trying to cover her brother, and took the bullet flying directly from the front with her own body. The scorching heat charred everything it touched, and the excruciating pain... With a "crack," the bullet embedded itself firmly in her shoulder blade... Ouch... It hurts...
The powerful force sent Jin flying, crashing heavily to the side. "Ugh... It hurts..."
Her body slammed onto the ground. The excruciating pain kept Violet conscious, allowing her to see the gunman clearly—it was a child!! And that black Beretta M-92, gleaming blindingly in the sunlight!!
The compact and powerful Beretta 92 pistol generated tremendous recoil upon firing. If not held with both hands, an arm would definitely be shattered.
Yet this child's movements were so practiced; even adults struggled to handle the Beretta, which a child wielded with such ease.
What kind of child was this? Damn it… that look… did he really want to kill us?!
"Cough..." Jin coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Husband...are you...alright..." You always smile, why are you crying...Don't be afraid...
"Husband..." Darling...I'm alright...I so want to tell you that...but my vision is so blurry...
"Husband...Husband, wake up..." Teju knelt beside Jin, holding her husband tightly in her arms, calling out to her lover in a hoarse voice. Looking at the gushing blood,
Teju felt her own weakness for the first time, her existence was nothing but a burden to her husband.
Why did things turn out like this...?
"...Waaah...Husband..."
Teju's heart-wrenching cries reached Gang's ears. The person who had been tightly gripping Wu's hand simply lowered his head slightly, his bangs obscuring his eyes...it was impossible to tell what he was thinking...
(18)
Those ten minutes felt like an eternity, terrifyingly long. Everything happened so fast that Teju didn't even have time to think...
The child delivered a flying kick to Souji... with tremendous power. The surprise on Souji's face revealed that this child was no ordinary person. His
slanted, triangular eyes gleamed as he stared at Souji with a sinister grin... showing no fear in front of a grown man... His gaze was like that of someone eyeing prey, so familiar... a look he
often saw in Sumire's eyes, in Souji's eyes, in the eyes of his own people—a look he loathed.
But just as Souji hesitated whether to attack a child... three black... The men in clothes ran over from a distance...
Although Souji tried his best to fight back... he was gradually losing ground. Watching those heavy fists rain down on him...
the only thing he could do, cowardly and powerless, was to clutch his sleeves tightly, his trembling legs too terrified to move.
In the end, Souji could only struggle to defend himself against the beatings he could no longer stop... His eye was slashed, blood gushing out... he was covered in sand and blood... his designer clothes were torn in the fight...
how pathetic... he could only hope that his cowardly self would move... move... step forward and stop them... no... stop hitting them!!
...Damn it...Husband...Come quick...
Just as she was hoping her husband would arrive quickly and hating her own weakness...
a gunshot rang out...
Souji, already covered in wounds, fell like a puppet before her eyes...
Because she saw it so clearly...she couldn't believe it...The bullet had accurately struck Souji's left kneecap...The bloody mess revealed the white bone shattered by the bullet's impact...
And that terrifying child in front of her was casually aiming the gun at Souji's right knee again!!
"Ah-------!!Souji!!!" Her body finally moved...No...No...I can't let you, this terrifying child, hurt my family again...
With a thud, he collapsed onto the unconscious Souji...
This bullet... I'll take it for you!!
No one watched the bloody scene unfold, because the people frolicking in "Fairyland" recognized the arrogant boy wielding the gun as none other than Motonari, the third-generation leader of "Motonari," the second-largest yakuza gang in Shohoku. He
controlled government officials, smuggled drugs, and ruthlessly eliminated anyone who opposed him. In just two years, "Motonari" had rapidly grown in his hands... A terrifying child...
Even those from out of town who wanted to call the police were stopped and warned by local residents. Thus, a strange scene unfolded on this scorching sun-drenched beach: gangsters swaggered into
the middle of the road, while small groups of people walked around them, not daring to even raise their heads, fearing they would get into trouble…
"Hmph…poor people…"
"Just watch from the sidelines!! Why make such a fuss!!" In a sharp, gloomy tone, Mizune hated these people who would sacrifice themselves for others... Clearly afraid!! Yet they pretended to be heroes!!
Everyone was just pointing fingers and criticizing me! Without me, none of you would be where you are today!! If you have the guts, come out and fight me!!!
"Bang!!" A bullet, filled with rage, pierced through the woman's chest, heading straight for her heart... Absolutely...killing...you....
"Husband-----------!!!"
"..Wh...what happened...." Mizune was stunned...a little...unable to believe...
A man...actually...blocked...that...silver...bullet...truly risking his life...without...the slightest fear...rushing forward....
...Then...she fell...
and that's how it happened. The courage she had just felt to sacrifice herself to protect Souji vanished the moment she saw her husband's body being shot and sent flying...it all disappeared without a trace...
The fear in her heart was rising rapidly...fear...no...no...die!!!
"Husband------------!!" A shrill female voice, heartbreakingly distressing...but there was no one to help her...
"...Waaah...husband..." Her eyes, already swollen from crying, were too painful to open. She had long since cried all her tears away, and could only sob through her hoarse throat...
"...cough...cough..." Her whole body was cold...she was having trouble breathing...her chest hurt so much...
"...Wake up...waaah..." She pressed tightly against the wound on her husband's body, which was gushing blood. Although she knew that a bullet to this spot wouldn't kill him...
the familiar warmth in her arms was slowly fading...so...so terrifying...
"Husband... don't leave Tegiku alone... ah... sob..."
Tegiku, who had always lived in a "greenhouse," was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Her tears had long since dried, fading her usual smile and turning into endless anguish...
The sweltering summer heat, the endless chirping of cicadas, the woman's weeping, the two men lying on the ground, the boy with the gun, the thugs standing some distance away, and... two
young men sitting embracing each other on a wooden chair... two young men who hadn't moved an inch...
Just as Mizune tried to raise the Beretta for the third time...
"Mizune... let's end this..." Those words softly reached her ears.
"I...didn't mean to hurt...that girl...and Sumire..." Just as he stood up, he placed Satoru in the wheelchair in front of him. "Mizune...that's enough..."
Only Tsuyoshi knew the reason behind this. Just moments ago, Satoru's small hand, which had been unconscious, suddenly began to move in his own...not an unconscious stretch,
but a continuous, slow kneading of his palm. It didn't hurt, but it made him feel a surge of panic and discomfort... "Are you waking up...not for me...but for the
Sōji curled up on the ground, looking so pathetic?
No!!
If that's the case, Satoru...it's better if you don't wake up..." Meeting Satoru's still lifeless black eyes...Tsuyoshi silently made up his mind...
So...don't let that little Mizune play anymore...end it quickly...don't... Satoru met with that man!!!
And... he treated Sumire like that...
He glanced at Sumire, who was being held tightly in the arms of a woman who was already crying and was almost exhausted. She looked pale and bloodless...
He felt a little guilty... After all, Sumire had treated him... and Satoru had been quite good...
Everything ended so strangely, so quickly that no one present could react.
Watching Tsuyoshi quickly disappear with Satoru, Mizune just smiled and threw the Beretta to the man in black behind her...
She simply accepted Tsuyoshi's departure without saying goodbye. Anyway, it was none of her business. Since the parties involved had said so, what was there to be amused about?
That woman's crying and tears were really annoying... But that man...
Mizune's burning gaze swept over Sumire.
"Take... that man away from me..." She pointed and ordered the men behind her.
"Hehe..." Shuiyin's heartfelt laughter was a cunning smile that didn't belong to a child her age.
A single sentence instantly shattered Shouju's fragile nerves; she couldn't stop them. She let those three grown men forcibly snatch her husband from her arms...
(19)
At 6:36 PM, the air grew increasingly stuffy and humid. The usually bustling "Immortal Realm" was unusually quiet today, with only a few scattered staff cleaning the beach after the revelry.
"Did you see that? Today, the third generation of Mushui..." "Tch... How could there be such a child... with a gun!!... His hand didn't even tremble... He looked so relaxed... It's infuriating!!"
"Infuriating... Go call the police!!
" "...Let me die... Hehe... Would you really let me...?"
"Shut your stinking mouth!!... Tell me... why did the third generation take that man away?... Wasn't that someone who opposed him?..."
"...Who knows...Anyway, bringing them into Mokusui...Whether they're killed or tortured is up to Mokusui Mitsu-on...Tch...What gangsters are just toys for kids!!"
"Alright...alright...no...it's none of our business anyway...looks like it's going to rain...hurry up and finish packing...come to my house, I'll treat you to hot pot..."
"Okay...okay...hehe..."
"You brat... "
"...
It's none of our business, so we'll stay out of it." This wasn't just true for ordinary people. Even the Shohoku Metropolitan Police Department, despite receiving a notification, remained inactive regarding the powerful Mokusui gang...
Rather than riskily eliminating Mokusui, turning a blind eye became the preferred option for the supposedly brave and fearless police...
They believed that with time, this "celestial event" would naturally be forgotten
...After all, "Mu Shui" has already made connections with political figures. If "Mu Shui" wanted to, dismissing a group of reckless police officers wouldn't be difficult...
Even the police have become cowardly and afraid of death... Is it people changing society, or society changing people?...
"Boom..." Several claps of thunder sounded on the horizon...
The previously pale blue sky was now unusually murky, with black clouds piling up, dense and impenetrable; the sea also became restless, dark waves beginning to stir, accompanied by strong winds, rushing towards the "celestial realm"...
A storm is brewing...
"..." Gang reluctantly put down his spoon. The fresh cod soup was already getting cold, but Wu hadn't drunk a drop...
Even when he forced the mashed fish into Wu's mouth, he couldn't swallow. He wouldn't even close his lips, letting the white fish meat mixed with saliva slide out of the corners of his mouth, the white, congealed solid staining his newly changed pajamas...
"Wu, are you thinking about that man...
? That man just collapsed in front of you... You're worried about him, aren't you... That's why you can't even swallow the soup...
" "Wu... do you know..." Gang picked up a tissue and gently wiped away the stains, talking to himself, listening to himself—this had become a habit he'd developed over the past year of living with Wu.
"In this past year... taking care of you like a vegetable... I haven't regretted it... To be precise... I'm very happy..."
A weak, feeble smile appeared on Gang's handsome face for the first time.
"...Even if you don't love me, when you're beside me...without thought, I can still comfort myself...telling myself...that your heart is empty!! Even without me...there's still
no one else..."
"...But today...Gomatsu...when you held my hand...I finally woke up...it turns out I was just deceiving myself...even if you're deaf and mute, even if you really become a vegetable...your heart
still belongs to Souji..."
"...Actually...for Wu...Tsuyoshi is nothing..."
This was the truth he needed to face. Every word he uttered was like a knife stabbing into Tsuyoshi's heart...a bleeding pain...
suppressing endless sorrow, jealousy, and a heart-wrenching agony. Gently...just gently...Tsuyoshi brought his incessantly chattering lips to Wu's...the touch...
only a few seconds, but to Tsuyoshi it felt like centuries...their first kiss...one filled with sorrow...the other indifferent...
Outside, a fierce wind raged, thunder and rain lashed down. The television, constantly broadcasting weather warnings, said the storm had exceeded expert predictions, urging citizens to take full precautions and refrain from travel.
That very night, Tsuyoshi embraced Wu.
In the dimly lit bedroom, two male bodies were intertwined. Wu lay supine on the bed, Tsuyoshi pinned beneath him, his slender legs... Her legs were spread at an odd angle, and her anus, untouched by a man for a year, was easily breached by Gang.
Wu didn't resist, didn't cry out, only submitted like a puppet, as if the body beneath the man wasn't her own. Her dazed eyes couldn't find focus.
The lovemaking lasted nearly an hour, and Gang ejaculated three times.
The moment Gang withdrew his limp penis from Wu's anus, white fluid flowed from the still-open opening.
Although there was no bleeding, the already injured anus was now even harder to heal from Gang's demands. Semen slid over the dark red wounds, and the cold air stimulated the sensitive folds.
All of this caused Wu's anus to open and close naturally, attracting Gang's lewd gaze...
A frail beauty, the one he deeply loved... legs wide open... fluid from just a minute ago flowing from her anus... all of this stimulated Gang, his recently extinguished male instincts...
...Once again, he lifted Satoru's legs, thrusting forward and penetrating deeply into the person before him...
Simple thrusting, though careful, lacking the tenderness of the past...
His eyes, overwhelmed by lust, overflowed with sorrow...
Was it jealousy of Souji, whom Satoru cared for? Or was it resentment at having nothing to begin with?... Or perhaps it was the pent-up desire of a year finally
ignited by everything that had happened, everything he had come to know? All these possibilities combined might be the reason he had just embraced Satoru. He embraced Satoru not gently, again and again, without caresses, without foreplay... almost to the point of climax...
The shaking of the bed,
the collision of flesh... The sounds of pounding,
male panting,
and lewd noises mingled in the stillness of two in the morning. The room still reeked of male hormones, but the one who created that smell had already fallen into a deep sleep, embracing Wu...
In the pitch-black night, the torrential rain outside had subsided considerably, its earlier frenzy replaced by a gentle patter against the balcony window, a melodious symphony of nature.
The moon, which had been hiding behind the clouds, peeked out, its soft light spilling onto the distant sea... where water and sky met, shimmering...
In this peaceful night after the rain...
no one could hear Wu's voice... those soft, trembling murmurs...
"......I..miss...you...."
"..miss...you....."
"..General.."
Only two lines of clear tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.....
(Twenty)
A night of fierce wind and rain washed away the sultry heat and humidity in the air. People received nature's best gift in the sweltering summer, a refreshing sea breeze, a comfortable and cool day.
Sunlight shone through the towering buildings onto everyone, a new day.....
what to face, what to endure, what to choose will all begin today....
"Doctor...how is he?!" His voice was urgent, trembling uncontrollably, as he stared nervously at the elderly man before him.
This was the Shohoku General Hospital, a private hospital. Facing the kind-faced, over-fifty-year-old chief neurosurgeon, Dr. Oshima Yu, he had long forgotten his manners. He was completely flustered...
the weight in his heart was suffocating him...
those soft "Souji" calls still echoed in his mind,
everything seemed so vivid.
His pale face bore dried tear tracks...
every morning at seven or eight o'clock, Satoru would be surrounded by filth... But today... my small, erect clone is struggling to suppress its primal urges...
I can hardly believe what I'm seeing... You're finally awake... Wu...
I hesitantly reach out to touch your face, to ask why you're crying... to apologize... to let us start over...
Just as I'm too excited to speak, just as I call your name again and again in your ear... calling "Wu... Wu..." again and again...
your tiny Adam's apple bobbed slightly...
Your beautiful eyelashes blinked too...
"Gang..." You finally fixed your gaze on me... smiling sweetly at Gang, who had always been there for you...
----- I, like an idiot, fantasized intensely! Hoped! Praied for this scene to happen!!
But a dry, hoarse "...General......"
Two syllables, as if exhausting all my strength, on this bright morning... instantly brought this love-struck idiot back to reality... plunged me into...hell
......never to rise again...
...I lowered my head deeply...Wu's almost unfamiliar voice...no matter how I listened, it couldn't possibly be Xing Qigang...right...you idiot...
I could clearly feel my heart shattering...the sound of it falling...so fast, so fast...
I just sat there blankly on the edge of the bed all morning, the marks of last night's indulgence still lingering on my body. Like an idiot, I listened to the intermittent "Sōji" all morning. I
just quietly watched you, carefully examining you. You didn't complain of hunger or thirst...Hearing your familiar voice again after a year, though it was hoarse, some sounds were swallowed back before they could even be uttered, leaving only the repeated opening and closing of your mouth, the silent call that only made my heart ache more...Wu...you at this moment...are truly cruel......
But
no matter what, you're about to wake up, aren't you? Sleeping Beauty, after a year of slumber, has finally awakened...in the prince's gentle kiss...the two of them lived happily ever after.
"What a load of rubbish..." In this not-so-small bedroom, her love finally crumbled... Happiness was so close... but she wasn't fortunate enough to grasp it, to hold onto it...
"..." She pulled Wu into her arms like a newborn baby, gently stroking his frail body, which she had cared for for a year, with her fingertips... Her heart was filled with boundless sorrow...
She buried her face in Wu's neck, her nose stinging... She, who had always thought herself strong in front of Wu, could cry...
"...If these things don't belong to you...Satoru...I'll let you go back to that man..."
Holding you in my arms, I gently wiped away the fluids that had long since solidified on your body with one hand...slid down, my slender buttocks, unintentionally brushing against the character "皇" (huang, meaning emperor)...
dark red...unusually protruding skin...uglier on the tender skin...as if shouting for that person's existence...I know...I understand...
a mark I hadn't paid any attention to for a year, now...deeply wounded my heart...
"...Satoru...can you hear me...even if you don't recognize me...I want to tell you...I will let you go back...to Emperor Souji's side..."
"...As long as it's your wish..."
...Did you smile...? If a slight upturn of the corners of the mouth is the standard for a smile...then I can confirm you smiled...Satoru...
"I love you..."
"Hey...hey...young man...what are you thinking about..." Dr. Oshima couldn't stand being ignored so close to him, and complained unhappily.
"Ah...ah..." Snapping back to reality, Tsuyoshi lowered his head apologetically and said sorry. But immediately, a wave of tension washed over him, and he looked at the old man in front of him with eyes full of questions.
"...Well...look at these test results..." Dr. Oshima paused, then continued, "Your friend shouldn't have any external cause for him to remain in a coma...this is a psychological disorder. To be precise, after suffering severe trauma to his own mind, he refuses to react to external stimuli in order to protect himself..." "
...Yes...you're right..." Tsuyoshi looked at Dr. Oshima in surprise, unable to believe that a doctor who had only performed a few tests could analyze Satoru so accurately.
"But...but how can I make Satoru fully awake?! Doctor!!" Tsuyoshi turned to look at Satoru lying on the bed beside him, then immediately turned back to the old man in front of him, anxiously asking.
"Young man... don't be impatient... you just said your friend seemed to regain consciousness again because of certain things... right?"
"...Yes..." The doctor painfully replied... He didn't regain consciousness because of me... Realizing this again... it still hurts so much...
"It was external stimulation, coupled with the outburst of his subconscious... that made him say a few words... You can't call it a coincidence, but it's unlikely your friend can gradually emerge from his inner turmoil on his own..." "
So you must consider the actual situation, giving him hints through things and people that can reflect on him, helping him overcome his inner shadows..."
"...I... understand..."
.............
The hospital clock struck fourteen. After saying goodbye to Dr. Oshima, Tsuyoshi slowly pushed Satoru in his wheelchair out of the examination room...
"Satoru... I'm going to get your medicine... I'll be right back... wait for me..." Tsuyoshi carefully instructed Satoru, who was slumped in the wheelchair, and then hurriedly ran to buy the medicine Dr. Oshima had ordered...
(21)
This main building of the Xiangbei General Private Hospital also includes some special wards for patients. However, those wards are on the ninth floor and above, on three floors in total, occupying a quarter of the space of the twelve-story main building.
In other words,... Huang Zongsi, whose left knee was injured by Shuiyin in the Immortal Realm 27 hours ago, is receiving treatment here.
"...Mr....Mr....the doctor won't allow you to leave now..." The young nurse protested vehemently, almost in tears.
But the man, who should have been extremely weak, didn't hesitate at all, and even though he was powerless, he quickly pulled the IV drip out of his vein.
Was this a dream...? Even when she pinched her left leg hard, she felt no pain at all... If the nurse hadn't told her that her left leg might still allow her to stand and walk, she would have really thought she was going to be crippled for the rest of her life... Damn it...
Sumire was taken away... the "Kimizu" gang from Shohoku...
Even though she could guess that the kid had some connection with the underworld... she never expected that he was Kimizumi Mizune... a twelve-year-old kid who could control everything in the underworld!!
"...And what about Teju...how is she...?"With difficulty, she sat up and continued questioning the dashing-looking man standing beside her, Qi Lian Gui Ran, her capable assistant in business.
"Miss Teju was just a little frightened. She's already settled in at the seaside villa in Xiangbei, under the president's name, and has been assigned someone to take care of her... Moreover, I've completely blocked the news. This matter of the president being attacked will absolutely not reach the media. Please rest assured, president..." Her appropriate answer was befitting of her most valued subordinate in the past six months.
Gui Ran did a good job, and it was timely. If news of the attack on the president of the Royal Group spread, the Royal Group, which had long dominated the Japanese financial industry, would truly face the biggest crisis since its inception. After all, those other groups that had been suppressed by the company through unfair business practices were eager to find an opportunity to turn the tables.
"...Alright. Let's go..." With difficulty, he moved his body and, with the help of Gui Ran and two other subordinates, sat in the wheelchair placed at the foot of the bed, preparing to leave.
"But...but sir...although your body is healthier than average...and you were able to wake up from anesthesia earlier!! But that doesn't mean you can be discharged right after surgery!! It's still too dangerous...you still need the doctor's treatment and post-operative rehabilitation..." The nurse's medical instincts kicked in, and she tried her best to dissuade him, but to no avail. She could only watch helplessly as three tall men pushed the gloomy-faced Mr. Royal out of the most well-equipped Class A VIP ward.
Pushing the wheelchair-bound Souji into the elevator, Gui Ran pressed the button marked number one.
"President...we've never had any dealings with the underworld, so why were you attacked by Mu Shui Shui Yin?...Isn't that a bit strange..." Lowering her chin slightly, looking at the pale-faced man, Gui Ran calmly posed her question, raising a fundamental issue that even the CEO himself hadn't considered—Wu Yuan Wu Chou, why did you almost get yourself killed?!
... A silence fell over the elevator...The CEO didn't answer...perhaps his pride as a superior prevented him from admitting his mistake in front of his subordinates...
"President, I've conducted some investigations... The investigation shows that two other people were present at the time of the incident... You must know these two people, Xing Qigang and Qishan Wu... Moreover, I've also learned that Mushui Shuiyin is Xing Qigang's friend... This is an undisputed fact in Xiangbei... So, the reasons behind everything..." Qi Lian Gui Ran timely stopped speaking, giving the man in front of her, whose face was already frosty, time to think. She feared that if she continued, this man, known as the "poisonous wolf" of the business world, would surely kick her aside. After all, few masters could genuinely appreciate a subordinate more astute than themselves...
Time seemed to stand still in this small, enclosed space...
Gui Ran was right... She had been so foolish as to forget that Wu was also there... That bitch...
Just thinking of Wu caused Souji's previously calm mind to become chaotic again.
"Ding..." The elevator stopped on the fourth floor, and the doors opened...
I never expected to run into this man—Kouji—in this elevator at this hospital!
I tried to pull Satoru out of the elevator again, but I was just a fraction of a second too late... The wheelchair carrying Satoru, along with myself, was forcibly pulled into the cramped space by two tall men.
In that moment of hesitation, the elevator doors closed... There was no way back... What was bound to happen was bound to happen...
My shoulders were pinned behind my back by the two men, and I couldn't move. Even though my angry eyes seemed to spit out murderous flames, they couldn't burn even a little bit at Kouji, who was sitting in the wheelchair in front of me.
"Souji!! If you've got the guts, let's have a fair fight... Don't resort to such despicable tactics as using your thugs!!" He taunted, his gaze shifting to the two men behind him, trying to shake them off. But the more he struggled, the tighter the two men held him, and he could only watch helplessly as the remaining man pushed Satoru towards Souji. Although he couldn't move very far in this confined space, Satoru was now incredibly close, yet worlds apart.
"Seeing me and not saying a word... you've gotten bold... Satoru..."
Souji always made the wrong judgments about Satoru... ignoring the truth based solely on his subjective opinions, just like now... Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this young man was definitely ill. After all, his dull features didn't look like those of a normal person at all. But all Souji saw was the fact that Satoru ignored him...
"Take your filthy hands off me!! No—no!! No—!!" She struggled desperately, trying to stop him. But it was all in vain. She could only watch helplessly as the man easily grasped Wu's slender neck in his hand, his large palm slowly tightening. Wu's head swayed precariously in the air like a balloon.
"No?...Little girl...I told you...Wu is mine..." The man loosened his grip, but a red mark was already visible on Wu's neck.
"...You asked Mizuki and Mizune to attack me...just for Satoru, right...because I raped him? Because I kicked him out of the house?...Naive little kid...you'll pay the price...and that little Mizune too..." The arrogant tone of a king, even in his weakened state, was enough to make Tsuyoshi tense, worried about Satoru's danger, but even more worried about Mizune...just because of his words, he had implicated Mizune...If Mizune suffered any retribution, how could he possibly live with himself?!
"...Let Mizune go...please..." Was he driven to the brink by his own morality? Tsuyoshi actually begged for mercy.
"No one can escape...because you're against me...Sumeragi Souji..." But the answer he received wasn't what he wanted...
just a fraction of a second later...
"Hmm...?" All four conscious men instantly felt the elevator tremble slightly, unlike anything they'd heard before...
(Twenty-two)
=======There are so many things in the world that science can't explain. That's why people stubbornly adhere to those "superstitions" passed down for thousands of years.=======
For some unknown reason, even this most ordinary means of transportation violated its usual function, stopping only for a moment...
and then suddenly "whoosh," rushing upwards like it had gone mad. Even in the enclosed space, the speed of ascent could be clearly felt increasing.
A strong sense of weightlessness pressed on the heart...uncomfortable...everyone felt the same way...this suffocating fear of the unknown stifled the men's normal rational thinking...
...4........
The two men who had been holding onto Gang's shoulders tightly had released their grip, staring intently at the changing numbers above their heads, not daring to breathe. Their bodies were covered in cold sweat, filled with fear...
...5........
"..What...what...what's going on..." Frantically pressing the control buttons, Qi Liangui couldn't control his trembling voice. The Hokkaido dialect slipped out.
...6...
Things kept flashing through my mind were the gossip I usually read in the newspapers: who died in a strange elevator today, what happened in the elevator of some upscale apartment complex tomorrow...
"...Wu...Wu..." I subconsciously called Wu's name again and again, despite a strong sense of foreboding, despite the fear that life could be lost in an instant...Even though I know the person standing there so stiffly doesn't love
me, because I love them... there are some things I can't control...
No matter what I do, as long as you're okay... (Understand...)
Just as his hand loosened... Satoru's medical report, which he had been tightly clutching without leaving a trace, fell to the ground, crumpled and rolled a few times before coming to rest at Souji's feet
... 7... 8...
There was no need to bend down to pick it up. The crumpled words... Satoru Sakiyama... hysteria... Souji had already seen it clearly...
9... 10...
"Ha... Hahahaha... If this is a dream... let me wake up..."
Souji laughed wildly and uncontrollably, but in this life-or-death situation, no one felt anything was wrong. Everyone was immersed in their own fear, unable to extricate themselves. Subjective fear, terror... and utter
acceptance and resignation... Faced with an insignificant self and an uncontrollable future... humanity can only surrender... leave it to fate...
... Head... It hurts so much!!
A pain that seeped into his bones spread throughout his body... finally converging in his chest. The uncontrollable pain made Souji unable to breathe... It ached... Deep remorse and self-blame...
11...
"I love you... Satoru... Souji... I love you..."
"Look at me... please..."
"Forgive my slow realization..."
"...I love you...I really love you..."
"You won't leave me, right..."
"Say something...you still won't talk to me..."
"I miss you...and the longing I can't suppress...it's been a year...maybe...it started the moment I saw you..."
"Ah...what did you say?...You love me too?"
"...I know...but you can't sleep with other men anymore..."
"Hmm?...You told me not to mind the past...?"
"Let it go...from now on you can only lie in my arms..."
"...I know...you know..."
"We're going to go to a place together...it's called Heaven..."
"Can you feel it...you have to give me a baby..."
"Okay? My Satoru...I knew you'd say yes..."
"Our baby will be very smart, as cute as you...and as wise as me..."
"Hehe...what? You say that's too perfect?"
"...How could this be...Our child must be the most perfect...just like our...love..."
Was it incoherent speech? Or a heartfelt confession? Or a sublimation of negative emotions breaking through everything?
I'd rather believe this is a distorted and twisted form of love born from Souji's intense inner conflict...
Because of her identity...a person of power, a superior, a leader...she fell in love with a male prostitute...
a love she dared not admit...the things she tried to suppress only grew stronger...her
emotional weakness made her, who had always been proud, begin to hate...hate this person who had always haunted her heart...hate her inability to forget him...to let him go...
because this love changed her life...Sumire...Tegiku...one after another, indirectly became victims...
in the end..."madness" became the only option...escaping her hatred, her inner turmoil, all the shadows in her heart, just wanting to simply hold onto this love...
because she truly loved...she lost herself...
and then...one went mad, one became obsessed...
"Clang—" The rapidly ascending "iron box" shook violently again and stopped. The red indicator number stopped at 12... The main building of Xiangbei General Private Hospital... The top floor...
Brown eyes gazed at the boy with a serene expression before him, and gently took his hand...
Three years later, "Kimizu," which could only be considered a dominant force in Kanagawa, had developed into the most powerful yakuza organization in the entire Kanto region.
In the same year, the financial giant, Huangshi Enterprise, underwent a major change. For some reason unknown to the outside world, all its shares were transferred to "Kimizu." The strong financial support was also
the main reason for "Kimizu's" rapid growth that year.
At this time of violent upheaval in all aspects, the former president of Huangshi Enterprise... The disappearance of Souji and his younger brother Sumire naturally became the focus of attention. Faced with the relentless pursuit of reporters, the newly appointed
president of the Souji family, the fifteen-year-old Mizuki Kimizu, quelled the storm with just four words—"No comment." Because those reporters weren't fools; inside information revealed that a
special correspondent for a certain magazine, who had been relentlessly pursuing the Souji brothers' disappearance, had his body unexpectedly recovered from Tokyo Bay two days after his disappearance. The reasons behind this were obvious to everyone.
Intelligence, methods, leadership, and the inherent cunning and ruthlessness—the fierce tyranny of a king...
The third generation of "Kimizu," a fifteen-year-old boy, has ushered in a new chapter in both the underworld and the legitimate world of Japan.
"Wu...baby's hungry...give him something to eat..." His once sharp gaze was now completely vacant, as he lovingly stroked a toy doll in his arms.
The person called Wu stared blissfully at the tall man before him, who was speaking to her in a daze.
His trembling hands carefully took the adorable cloth doll from the man's hands, then gently lifted his soft, close-fitting t-shirt, revealing his pinkish-white chest...and his delicate, rosy nipples...
like a real mother, he gently embraced the doll's waist with his elbow...aligning the doll's cold little mouth with its tip...and gently pressed it...
his other hand gently squeezed his own flat chest...his four fingers lightly pinching the small nipple...kneading it again and again...sometimes light, sometimes heavy...
his earnestness made it seem as if milk would actually flow smoothly from his nipple...slowly into this "baby's" mouth...
"So greedy...he'll definitely grow up strong..."
"...Yes..." "
Wu...I love you...""
...Me too..."
Inside the basement of the Mizuki family's Japanese-style mansion,
a damp, unpleasant odor filled the dimly lit space. Continuing further in, a turn revealed a naked man lying motionless on filthy cotton quilts behind a pile of old junk...
His feet were tightly bound by heavy iron chains, leaving behind red scars...
Were it not for the faint rise and fall of her chest and the occasional involuntary twitching of her limbs... anyone who saw her would have thought it was a corpse... a corpse hidden in the home of the third generation of "Kimizu"...
But no one could have imagined that the person before them was none other than Huang Jin, the vice president of "Huangshi" who had disappeared for three years... a man who had once dominated the business world alongside Huang Zongsi...
"Jin... I did as you asked... I didn't eliminate Huang Zongsi..." The familiar voice, heard three years ago, faintly came from not far away...
"So today I can get what I want..."
As soon as the boy finished speaking, Jin, who had been leaning blankly against the wall, said nothing... perhaps she simply didn't want to talk to the man who had ruined her life...
She weakly parted her strong, long legs... everything was exposed to the boy's eyes...
but in the instant of being forcibly entered, she thought of Teju... that girl with the innocent smile... the girl she had once wanted to protect with all her heart... how was she now...
"Ugh... ugh..." Then her consciousness was swallowed up by intense pain...
"Huang Jin! Wake up!! Wake up!!" Shuiyin frantically called to the man beneath her, but he didn't respond at all... She
forcibly pried open his tightly closed white lips...
A purplish-red liquid instantly gushed from his mouth... There was also a severed tongue inside...
"No--------!!!!!!" Heart-wrenching cries lingered in the dim space for a long time...

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