The Healer's Dream of a Lewd Man (Part Six)

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(VI)

I was woken up early by the sound of engines. I opened my eyes and checked the time; it was already past 9 o'clock. I got up and went to the window. There were six SUVs lined up in the courtyard. Five of them were already occupied. They were testing the vehicles' performance. After adjusting them, they drove away. It seemed that the one that hadn't driven away was mine. "Ichiko!" I called out. Ichiko got out of bed.

"Sir, they've all left. Are we too late?" Ichiko asked hurriedly as she put on her underwear. "It's alright. It doesn't matter if they leave first." "Why?" "On such a big island, finding a box isn't easy. Even if it's hidden in a tree, it would take about a week to pinpoint the location." "Then what should we do?" "Don't worry, let's eat first." "Yes, sir, I'll go prepare breakfast right away." "Wait a minute, Ichiko, is there only one main gate to this courtyard?" "No! There's also a back gate." After she finished speaking, she walked up to me and pointed it out. "It's behind that grove of trees." She raised her hand, revealing a few armpit hairs.

I walked behind her, reaching under her arms to caress her breasts. She turned and kissed me, her tongue entering my mouth. We hadn't washed yet, so our tongues intertwined and became sticky. My penis hardened, pressing against her buttocks. While kissing my tongue, she reached over and grabbed my penis, her thumb sliding back and forth on the glans, her nails scraping my urethra.

She turned and squatted down, grabbing my penis with both hands and taking the glans into her mouth. Her small tongue began to move around on my urethra. She reached down to her genitals, rubbing her clitoris back and forth, moaning softly. I held her head down, rocking it back and forth. Her tongue pressed tightly against my glans, her teeth occasionally biting me lightly. The slight pain aroused my desire, and I accelerated the rocking of her head. Her hands also quickened the pace of her clitoris manipulation.

My testicles tightened, and a surge of heat rose from my testicles to my glans. I thrust hard into her throat and ejaculated. She grabbed my penis with both hands and vigorously stroked it, squeezing all my semen into her mouth. She gulped it down, then licked her lips with her tongue, opening her mouth, anticipating more of my favor. My glans was still in her mouth when I forcefully urinated, which she drank down completely.

"Go take a shower, get ready to leave," I said, stroking her hair. "Yes, sir," she turned and went to shower. I picked up a sheet, wiped my glans, and then got dressed. We ate breakfast and then got in the car. "You drive, Yizi," I said. "Drive slowly." "Yes." "Ichiko obediently took the steering wheel. "Take the back door," I instructed. The car drove through a grove of trees and exited through another door.

"Sir, which way should we go?" Ichiko asked cautiously. "Anywhere, go wherever you think it should!" "But, sir..." "It doesn't matter. I'm not familiar with this place anyway. By the way, go to the place you most want to go." "Okay." After the car circled around the woods a few times, it stopped by a small river. "This is it, sir." I got out of the car, and then Ichiko got out too. "This is the place I like. I only come here twice a year," Ichiko said. "Ichiko, why do you have such a name?" "Because...because...I work at stall number one in the toilet, so..." She lowered her head.

"You will work for me from now on. After this matter, I will talk to your master and ask you to serve me." "I said frankly, actually I wasn't trying to coax her, because she's very innocent in every way except for sex, which makes her perfect as my second secretary." "Really?" Ichiko looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears. "Of course it's true, but we have to finish this first." "Yes, sir, I will do my best."

I looked around. We were about ten kilometers away from the villa. It was almost noon, but the forest was still cool. "Ichiko, can you fish?" "Yes." "Okay, can you fish for me by the river?" "Huh? Okay." Ichiko said, took a fishing rod from the car, caught a few insects on the grass, put them in the ditch, and started fishing. I set up the tent and began to study the poem inside.

The words in the poem were beautiful, and it contained numbers, directions, seasons, and weather changes, but how could it be connected with those remaining artifacts? As I was thinking, something suddenly fell on the tent. I went out to look and saw that it was a snake. "Ichiko." "I called out, and Ichiko immediately dropped her fishing rod and ran to me. She saw the snake and naturally reached out to grab it. 'Sir, this snake is non-venomous; you can keep it as a pet.' 'I'm afraid of these things. Can I eat it?' 'Of course.' Ichiko waved the snake around and said, 'Let's make soup!' I said.

Half an hour later, Ichiko made soup with the snake and fish and brought it in. 'Sir, the soup is ready.' 'Okay, wait a moment, let's drink together.' I was reading the poem. 'Sir, are we camping so early?' 'Of course, we shouldn't move until we're ready.' After hearing this, Ichiko poured the soup into a cup and leaned against me. 'Ichiko, draw the approximate shape of this island for me.' 'Okay.' She took out a pen and finished drawing in no time. I looked at it and was shocked because the island was pentagonal. I didn't know Japan had such an island. 'Is this the original shape?'" “No! I remember this island wasn't like this when I was little. Later, the owner ordered people to repair it, and that's how it became like this.”

I fell into deep thought again, racking my brains but unable to come up with anything. I took the cup, drank the soup, and then lay down on Ichiko's chest. Her breasts exuded a natural fragrance, which I could still smell even through her thick clothes. So I unbuttoned my shirt. “Ichiko, show me your nipples.” “Yes, sir.” She unhooked her bra herself. I took her nipple into my mouth and gently sucked on it. Her breasts were really big; my face was almost completely covered by them.

Ichiko closed her eyes, gently stroking my hair, enjoying the maternal feeling. My tongue kept licking her nipple. After a few licks, I sucked hard. Her nipple became very hard, and small bumps appeared on her areola. I opened my mouth wider and took her areola into my mouth as well. “Mmm!!! Mmm!!!” She made a soft sound. I stood up, then sat on her stomach, and took out my penis. She understood what I meant, and pressed her hands against her breasts, clamping my penis between them.

My penis was sandwiched between her soft breasts, which felt cool and slippery to the touch because she was sweating. I slipped my hand inside her pants and touched her clitoris. The pleasure on my glans almost sent me to heaven. She stuck out her tongue and licked my glans. The hot sensation on my glans contrasted with the cool sensation on the shaft. I thrust wildly, feeling the pleasure produced by the friction between my glans and her nipples.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in, and the paper with the poem on it flew onto my face. I suddenly had an inspiration, "Two orioles!" I said, touching her nipple. "Hmm?" She was licking my glans. Hearing what I said, she hummed in confusion. "What?" she asked. "Your breasts are two orioles!" I said. "Then what about a line of egrets?" "She asked, and I forcefully thrust my penis into her mouth. 'It's her.' She spat out my penis, then placed it between her breasts, rubbing it back and forth. 'Window...' Before she could finish, my glans slammed into her throat again. 'Your mouth holding my cock is like a window.' 'Then the ship.' 'You are the hull, and I am the sail.'"

After I finished speaking, the pleasure on my glans was already very intense. "Sir~~~~that~~~that~~~Snow?" she asked with a moan. I rubbed her breasts hard and then ejaculated on her body. "See for yourself." She raised her head and looked at the semen I had sprayed on her. "Sir, this scattered...it's..." She seemed very excited. I nodded and then leaned against her again. "Sir, you're really amazing, but the thing can't be on us." "That's right, 'Menbo Dongwu (nothing),' which means there's no hope in the east, but the west is mentioned twice..." "Ah~~I know, sir, there's a village on the west side of the island. The fishermen there used to build a temple to worship the sea god. There's a stone boat there." Ichiko said excitedly.

I hugged Ichiko and kissed her hard on the lips. "Sir, that temple has many statues of women, said to be the sea god's wives and concubines, and..." "What?" "There's even a scene of the sea god making love inside..." she said, lowering her head. “You’re so smart, let’s go now.” I quickly packed our things, and Ichiko fastened her bra. We packed up the tent and drove westwards towards the island.

We drove for a long time and finally arrived at the temple at dusk. I had Ichiko walk around the temple. The temple didn’t seem very big. There was a stone boat carved into the ground at the entrance. We got out of the car and walked to the front of the boat. I looked at it carefully but didn’t find anything. “Sir, shall we go in and take a look?” Ichiko asked for my opinion. “Okay, we won’t find anything outside anyway.” We took out our flashlights and went inside.

The temple was dark, much like most Chinese temples. In the center was an offering table with a strange statue I'd never seen before, probably the sea god Ichiko had mentioned. "Behind that is... their lovemaking statue," Ichiko whispered. I pulled her hand and led her to the back. Sure enough, there it was: a man on top of a woman, their faces showing ecstasy. "The person who sculpted them is truly skilled," I said to Ichiko. "What's that?" Ichiko pointed her flashlight at a stone carving on the "woman's" body.

I went closer and found it was a tortoise, a lifelike stone carving with numbers written on its shell—irregular numbers from one to nine. "What's this? How come there are numbers?" Ichiko asked, touching the shell. "Ah! It can move." "What?" I quickly touched the shell. The numbers on the shell were buttons, and they could be pressed lightly, though with considerable effort; only those with delicate skin could feel them.

“It’s the Luo Shu,” I said. “What is the Luo Shu?” Yizi asked, a little confused. “The Luo Shu is a Chinese legend. During the Xia Dynasty, the emperor was walking by the river when he found a tortoise shell. He was amazed to discover that the numbers on the shell, no matter how they were added horizontally, vertically, or diagonally, always resulted in the same number. Some people now call it a Rubik’s Cube, meaning that no matter how these numbers are added, they always equal fifteen.”

“Oh? Let me see.” Yizi looked at the tortoise shell curiously. “It really does equal fifteen!” Yizi said excitedly. “Maybe this is a code; you have to press the buttons on it.” “But how do you press them?” “The poem mentions the numbers.” After I finished speaking, I started pressing on the tortoise shell: two, one. But I stopped because there was no zero key in the numbers, which meant that the ten million in the poem couldn’t be represented. My hand remained on the tortoise shell.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Ichiko asked with concern. "We might have misunderstood," I said. "Ah? Why?" "We shouldn't just look at the surface of the poem. It seems the person who set up this mechanism is a China expert." After I finished speaking, I looked around again. There were many portraits of goddesses on the surrounding walls. I walked to the west wall and looked at the portraits carefully. When I saw the second one, I noticed two birds in the painting. Could these be orioles? To be honest, I had never seen an oriole before. The birds' gaze was directed towards the man's genitals. I then moved behind the man and noticed something wrapped around his penis. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a stone-carved tree branch. Could it be a willow tree? As I was thinking, Ichiko suddenly called me.

"What is it?" I asked. "Sir, this woman's mouth can move." Ichiko's hand was stroking the female sculpture. I grabbed the woman's chin, and sure enough, it could move. "Yizi, go outside and get some water." "Okay!" Yizi said and ran out. A moment later, he came back with a cup. I walked behind the man and grabbed his penis. "Yizi, pour the water in." Yizi immediately poured the water into the woman's mouth. I pressed the man's penis hard, and with a sound, another button appeared on the turtle's body—it was zero. I immediately pressed the numbers: 21, then seven zeros.

The stone boat outside sank, revealing a hole. Yizi and I immediately ran outside. "Shall we go down?" "Of course." I said, picked up the cup, and threw it into the hole. Hearing no movement inside, we slowly went in. The hole wasn't big. Inside was a box and a rectangular bundle. We easily picked them up. Just as we picked them up, we heard a mechanical grinding sound. "There's a mechanism!" I shouted, then pulled Yizi and ran out. As soon as we got out, the mechanism exploded.

We sat on the ground, panting. I gently opened the box, and a golden light shone out. Inside were jewels and many ancient porcelain pieces. "Sir, this is...this is..." "That's right." Looking at these things, I felt a little strange. The inscriptions on the porcelain seemed to be in Chinese. I looked closer and found a notebook among the artifacts. I opened the notebook; it was a diary in Japanese. I could speak Japanese, but reading was a bit difficult. "Ichiko, read it for me." Ichiko took it and began to read.

"Today, we arrived in Tokyo, but His Majesty the Emperor wants me to hand over what I brought back from China. I had no choice but to give him some low-grade artifacts, but he seems to know that I still have many more, so..." "Enough." I interrupted Ichiko. "So these were all looted from China. No, I must hand them over to China." "Sir, I understand your feelings, but..."

Ichiko was about to say something when I suddenly noticed birds taking flight in the distant woods. It was already night. Oh no, someone's here! I put the things in the car. "Ichiko, hurry up, I have a bad feeling." Ichiko jumped into the car, and we immediately drove away from the temple. "Ichiko, who exactly is your master?" I asked. "This..." Ichiko hesitated, biting her lip. "He's Yamada Sojiro, a key figure in Japanese society right now." "I know, the Yamada who used funds to acquire Mitsubishi Corporation, right?" "Yes." "He's already very rich, why is he looking for something?" "When Master was training us, he seemed to say that we should be careful of boxes and similar things on the island."

I suddenly noticed that Ichiko was wearing an earring. "Ichiko, I remember you weren't wearing an earring when you were in the bathroom!" "Oh! Master told me to wear it after you chose me, is there something wrong with it?" I reached out and took it off. It was a listening device. Our every move was being monitored by Shinobu. And in the car? Oh no! I pulled Ichiko, telling her not to speak, and then we jumped out. "BOOM!!!" The car exploded.

“Your master seems to want us to take the item back before killing us, but you revealed his identity. We’ve already gotten the item, so now all he needs to do is kill us and then send more people,” I said to Ichiko. “Why?” Ichiko asked. “This thing must have some secret. Let’s hide first.” Just as we were about to leave, we suddenly heard explosions coming from other directions. “The others are probably already dead. Your master is really ruthless,” I said to Ichiko. Ichiko didn’t answer and followed me into the woods.

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