Yuri in the Imperial Capital

Chapter One: The Emperor's Harem
Under the warm sunshine, in May, a time of lush greenery and the
melodious chirping of birds, a gentle breeze blew across the smooth, beautiful lawn, traversing a garden that resembled a small park. There, two children were intently playing with swords. After a while, they sheathed their swords and sat down together under the shade of a tree in the corner of the garden.
"Indeed, my swordsmanship is no match for yours,"
the boy murmured softly; the girl of similar age sitting beside him smiled brightly.
"That's not true. I've been practicing swordsmanship since I was five; if it were Your Highness, you would be different from me, immediately surpassing me. Besides, Your Highness is a man..."
the girl blushed. The one addressed as "Your Highness" was none other than the Crown Prince of the Japon Empire, Prince Hiroto. To receive an imperial education, Crown Prince Hiroto was temporarily residing in the household of the Count of Osu, a noble family with a long history of illustrious lineage. To the young Crown Prince, the girl before him, the only daughter of Count Osu, was a wonderful playmate. They spent almost every day studying literature and martial arts together, playing in the spacious garden.
"But what's with all this talk of men and women? Aren't you and I practically the same?"
Hiroto scrutinized Kaoru's appearance earnestly. Having lost her mother at birth, Kaoru was raised single-handedly by her strict father, Count Osu Koichiro. Of course, the Count's household had no shortage of stewards and maids, so it wasn't always her father who cared for her, but she lacked the nourishment of maternal love. Moreover, the Count Osu was a family of honorable military commanders, possessing unique traditions and self-discipline.
In this environment, Kaoru didn't grow up pampered like a typical young lady. Because she was destined to inherit the Count's title. The girl standing before the Crown Prince wore a simple patterned shirt and loose trousers; although she looked young, she exuded a noble air. Resembling Prince Hiroto, and indeed their attire was almost identical.
"In my understanding, women are all women with full breasts, wearing women's clothes, and with soft, fragrant bodies,"
Kaoru retorted. "Because I'm still a child!"
Like Prince Hiroto, Kaoru knew almost no men her age, yet she had developed a faint affection for the prince she had only recently met. But… Hiroto
asked, "Are you really a woman?"
It was a truly baffling question, innocent yet deeply impactful for Kaoru. The urge to hope the prince would admit she was a woman surged through her mind.
"Then… then… if I show you evidence, will you admit I'm a woman?"
The boy nodded, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. Though he had blurted it out unintentionally due to the situation, Kaoru blushed deeply with embarrassment. Kaoru thought to herself: If it's His Highness, then I'm willing to show him the evidence that I'm a woman.
Hiroto urged her on, and Kaoru approached the bushes. After confirming that the surrounding trees provided cover from the outside world, Kaoru faced the boy, biting her lower lip, and took off her clothes.
Hiroto: "Where's the evidence? Where's the evidence?"
Kaoru silently and somewhat awkwardly exposed her sacred and inviolable place. Suddenly, the boy exclaimed, "Strange, there's nothing there!"
Kaoru: "Do you understand? Your Highness, this is the evidence. A woman's private parts are completely empty." Kaoru blushed, explaining while keeping her head down. Her fully exposed female genitalia felt the intense gaze.
Kaoru's body heated up, her heart pounding so loudly it felt like it would burst her eardrums.
After staring at the pure crevice with an incredulous look for a while, the boy finally looked up and said in an innocent voice, "Then can I touch it and see what it's like?"
Kaoru looked at the boy in surprise. In that instant, she saw Hiroto's clear eyes, devoid of any evil intent. Being stared at like that, she seemed unable to refuse. Resignedly closing her eyes, Kaoru was about to surrender herself to the Crown Prince when she suddenly heard shouts from the other side of the bushes, "Your Highness, Your Highness, where are you?" It was Kaoru's father, Koichiro's voice.
Kaoru hurriedly urged the Crown Prince to come out of the garden.
"Ah—Your Highness, so you're here. Something terrible has happened! Your father…His Majesty the Emperor has passed away. Please return to the palace as soon as possible!"
"Father…?" "
Yes, Your Highness, from today onwards, you are the ruler of the country."
Hearing this conversation outside the bushes, Kaoru frantically peeked through the gaps in the treetops without even putting on her shoes, but there was no one there. The girl slowly closed her eyes, silently shedding crystal tears. Perhaps she would never see him again, the thought weighed on her heart.
"Your…Your Highness…Your Highness—" Kaoru finally realized what the emotions in her heart truly were. The mournful cries, intermittent and faint, gradually faded into the early summer woods.
"Your Highness!"
Kaoru awoke to her own cry, and in the dim light of the night, she realized she was in her bedroom. Was it a dream...? She'd had the same dream again... She stared intently at the LCD clock beside her bed; it showed four in the morning. Kaoru sighed, sat up on the edge of the bed, and murmured to herself...
"Lord Shōsei..." She thought of the young Emperor Shōsei, now the 252nd emperor—the one still known as Prince Hiroto. For a month before his ascension, he had spent time at Count ōsu's old home, where Kaoru was studying imperial studies.
Xun's dream was a memory from that time. Ten years had passed, and Xun was now a graceful eighteen-year-old girl, a captain in the Imperial Guard protecting the emperor. However, after ascending the throne, the only opportunities to see Emperor Zhaocheng were during routine formal occasions, and there was no chance for conversation. Unbeknownst to her, Xun's feelings for Emperor Zhaocheng had grown stronger, transforming into deep love.
Xun sighed, pulling her close-fitting silk nightgown up to her thighs. She placed her hand on her underwear; the white underwear, simpler and thinner than when she was a child, was already soaked with her love fluid, a large, wet patch seemingly about to drip. Xun stared blankly at her fingers, covered in the fluid, as if she had discovered a child who had wet the bed.
"How could I be so shameless… ever since that day, I've always been like this… you're so shameless, Xun!"
Although she spoke to herself in a self-reproachful tone, it was a common occurrence.
Since then, Xun has been dreaming of Emperor Zhaocheng more and more frequently. As time goes by, the frequency has increased, and recently she has been dreaming of him two or three times a week. Almost all of them are similar to tonight's dream. Whenever she has that dream, she will unconsciously become aroused. In addition, she experienced the sexual pleasure of being watched when she was very young. In order to calm her body down after the dream, even though she felt she shouldn't, she couldn't help but indulge in masturbation.
Xun looked out the window. The November sky was still a while away from dawn. She resolutely took off her silk nightgown and lay on the bed.
The nightlight dimly illuminated her beautiful naked body on the sheets. Ten years have transformed Xun's originally immature body into a mature and beautiful one. Her breasts have also grown. Two months ago, she could wear a D-cup bra. There were two hard and rosy protrusions on her undulating body curves. Her body trembled constantly because she could no longer suppress her excitement.
She closed her eyes, took off her already soaked panties with one foot, and the thin petals looked particularly delicate. Her fingers slid along the petals in an oval pattern again and again, and then her body began to heat up. The hot feeling slowly concentrated in the secret hole that was previously filled with love juice. Unable to hold back any longer, she gently slid her hand down.
The secret garden, already soaked from the moment before, emitted lewd sounds at the mere touch of a finger. The gurgling sounds drew in even more warm fluid. Kaoru gently pressed against the untouched virgin territory, moving back and forth along the overflowing crevice of love juice. A lightning bolt struck Kaoru's entire body.
"Ah!" Along with the cry, her vagina overflowed with hot fluid. Her thighs clenched tightly around her hands, and lewd sounds echoed in waves.
"Mmm... gurgle... ah..."
In Kaoru's mind, memories from ten years ago, the tactile sensations of dreams, and the pleasure of masturbation were all intertwined. Blindly pursuing physical climax, her thoughts were numb. Her silvery fingertips rhythmically rubbed the constantly secreting clitoris, her legs rubbing together to increase stimulation. Love juice flowed from her buttocks to her thighs, wetting the sheets. Kaoru's breathing grew heavier.
"Ah... mmm... mmm... ah, so good, Master Akio... Master Akio!" Kaoru
, her hands still tucked between her legs, suddenly tensed, a powerful contraction washing over her, a surge of numbness and pleasure erupting in her body.
"Ahhh...ahhh...?!"
Kaoru's shoulders trembled violently, she lay sprawled on the bed, panting, her lower abdomen contracting violently in waves, her love juices flowing freely.
When Kaoru began to regulate her breathing, she was overcome by her usual guilt. What would Zhao Cheng think if he knew what she was like? Kaoru felt self-loathing.
"This is the last time."
But this phrase had become one of her recent mantras. Kaoru buried her face in the pillow and fell asleep until morning.
In the tenth year of Zhao Cheng's reign, late autumn, the long and narrow Japon Empire, composed of four continents, was located.
The capital, Tokia, was situated approximately in the center of the exceptionally long and narrow Miryu continent. For the past two thousand six hundred years since the empire's founding, Tokia had been the most important political center of the empire. The empire was ruled by an emperor whose position was sacred and inviolable.
The current Emperor Zhaocheng, having ascended the throne at the young age of seven, has all power held by the Empress Dowager, Nishino-no-miya, who rules from behind the curtain. However, Emperor Zhaocheng is now seventeen, and calls for him to personally seize real power are growing louder.
Domestically, economic stagnation and frequent scandals in the Imperial Diet have fueled public discontent and anxiety, leading people to place their hopes on the young emperor. This has created a conflict between the royalists and the Empress Dowager's faction. The former demands reform, while the latter supports the Empress Dowager's conservative views, creating a tense political atmosphere in the capital.
"Good morning... good morning, Captain."
Kaoru heard a knock at the door, but the girl's anxious voice outside immediately snapped her out of it. It was 7:18, well past her usual wake-up time.
"Kaoru, what are you doing? I'm opening the door."
This time, it was another, higher-pitched girl's voice.
"Wait... wait a minute." Kaoru
hurriedly got up and clumsily pulled on her underwear, which was still wet on one leg. She didn't care and quickly put on her military uniform jacket, rushing to the door and opening it. A flood of autumn sunlight streamed through the window.
Kaoru composed herself and looked at the neatly dressed girls standing in the corridor. One was a slender girl in a onesie with braided hair—Sergeant Major Nonaka Yuri, a fifteen-year-old, Kaoru's direct subordinate. The other was an eighteen-year-old girl in a uniform with gold-trimmed epaulets, a strong and agile figure, and a spirited face—Captain Ando Rei. Ando was also Kaoru's classmate at the military academy and her friend.
"Good morning..."
"What good morning? Honestly! Sergeant Major Nonaka came running to me in a panic because no one answered the door after I knocked; she gave me quite a fright."
Hearing Rei's words, Kaoru turned to look at Yuri. The fifteen-year-old girl looked at Kaoru with concern. Kaoru apologized, saying "I'm sorry," but the girl shook her head.
"Captain, you must be very tired. Please don't mind." "
That's true. You've been acting captain for a month and a half now, it's about time you felt tired... Anyway, hurry up and get yourself ready in thirty minutes!"
Rei finished speaking, straightened her back, saluted, and said, "Excuse me." She turned and left.
The girls who remained watched Rei's quick steps disappear into the distance before going into the room.
"Captain Ando is too strict, even talking to his best friend like that."
Yuri said as she closed the door.
"It's okay, Rei wouldn't be Rei if she wasn't like that."
"Yeah, you're right." The two couldn't help but smile at each other. Then Yuri began to help Kaoru get dressed. Kaoru wanted to take a shower, but she didn't have much time. So she first took off her military uniform top and put on her underwear. As the docile girl fastened her bra behind her back, Kaoru felt her heart race. She could smell the lingering scent of masturbation.
"Captain, there's something I'm not sure if I should tell you..." Kaoru's heart pounded at the sudden, slightly hesitant voice of Yuri. The girl's unspoken tone made Kaoru feel even more ashamed.
She thought, "I've been found out!?"
"Captain, you look... well... how should I put it... very beautiful and charming today."
Hearing these unexpected words, Kaoru looked puzzled. Seeing Kaoru's reaction, Yuri hurriedly continued,
"It's nothing. I just feel that Kaoru-sama is a little different than usual today..." "
Is that so? Thank you."
After adjusting her bra straps, Kaoru turned around and saw that Yuri's cheeks were already flushed. She gently patted Yuri's shoulder to indicate that she didn't mind.
Heading to the washroom, after washing her face with cold water, Kaoru finally regained her composure as the acting captain of the Imperial Guard, neatly tidying her appearance. She changed into a striking deep red Imperial Guard uniform top with gold-trimmed shoulder straps, and a very short white pleated skirt that barely covered her underwear. She tied the stockings, which were twenty centimeters above the knee, at the back of her legs. She then slipped on her short boot-style military shoes.
Kaoru was still bothered by the dirty underwear, so she didn't ask Yuri for help with getting dressed. Once she was in her uniform, Yuri combed Kaoru's long hair, which flowed down her back. She tied a bow at the nape of her neck, a little above her shoulders.
In the all-female Imperial Guard unit, hair length had a special meaning; the higher the rank of the female officer, the longer her hair. Only officers of the commander rank could wear bows. That is to say, for officers above the rank of sergeant, the position of the bow varied according to rank.
Finally, she put on the Imperial Guard's standard-issue pistol—a Type 15 small automatic pistol with a leather holster. A wide leather belt attached to it was the military sword, a symbol of Imperial military honor, and the acting captain of the Imperial Guard. Captain Kaoru Osu, accompanied by Yuri, hurried to the company commander's duty room.
That afternoon, five officers had gathered in the Imperial Guard's captain's office.
The last officer to arrive was the combat officer. As Captain Takami Tachibana entered the captain's office, an unusual atmosphere immediately filled the room. Takami, with her beautiful jet-black hair and cautious, dignified appearance, had always given off an intellectual impression. But now she had an indescribable bad feeling, and Kaoru, who had been suddenly summoned by Rei, felt the same way.
"Captain Ando. What's going on?"
Kaoru asked after Yuri, who had led Takami in, left. In the company commander's office, besides Captains Kaoru, Rei, and Takami, were Captain Saori Kojima, a technical officer, and the medic; Lieutenant Marina Makimura and the supply company commander; and Lieutenant Akiho Hanami.
"It's about His Majesty the Emperor. I wonder if the acting captain has heard that rumor?" Remembering
what Lily had told her, "The emperor is imprisoned in the palace," Xun nodded.
"Whether the rumors are true or false, it seems some people believe His Majesty the Emperor was seduced and imprisoned in the palace by us, the Imperial Guards who are supposed to protect him. What's your opinion on this?" As if
adding explanation, Saori, who joined the team in the same cohort as Xingling, said with a dissatisfied tone:
"You must know that there are royalists and Empress Dowager factions in the Imperial Diet, right? Perhaps political factors are causing these rumors. Some people even say that the Empress Dowager is secretly using our Imperial Guards as her harem force, making the Emperor obey her... Really! The Diet, the General Staff—have all the men in the world lost their minds?"
Kaoru was speechless with surprise. Takami and Akiho also looked puzzled.
"I didn't hear that much," Kaoru said, taking a breath. "Even so, I don't think we need to care about these rumors and slanders in such an unstable political situation." "
However, remaining silent will affect the reputation of the Imperial Guards." "
Following Kaoru's reply, Saori still protested with dissatisfaction.
"Since its establishment, our Imperial Guard has been secretly referred to as the 'Emperor's Harem.' However, today, the irony has turned into the stigma of traitors. I myself used to treat those rumors as gossip. But after discussing with Captain Ando and the others, I realized that this not only lowers the morale of the company but also concerns the company's survival. What are your thoughts?" Kaoru
did not answer but instead asked another officer of the same rank, Marina, "What do you think?" "
Indeed, from the soldiers who came to me for psychological counseling, I learned that the rumors have spread. It cannot be denied that it has dealt a considerable blow to the troops. Moreover, doesn't the General Staff consider the Imperial Guard a thorn in their side?"
Marina, who majored in pharmacy and psychiatry in her role as a military doctor, has always been responsible for the mental health management of the soldiers. As the daughter of a well-known doctor who runs several hospitals, she always takes a more cautious and objective approach. This calm approach, while sometimes intimidating, isn't unpleasant. The same adjective applies to Saori—the daughter of the president of Kojima Heavy Industries, one of the empire's top corporations.
Hearing Marina's words, Saori scoffed,
"The men in the General Staff are all scumbags obsessed with self-preservation. They're afraid we girls will take their jobs!"
Kaoru, a former company commander, had heard from Colonel Arima Satsuki that the Imperial Guard and the General Staff had always been at odds.
"Regardless, if any dishonorable rumors spread about the Imperial Guard company, it'll play right into their hands. They might use it as an opportunity to petition for the company's disbandment. We must stop this from happening,"
Rei added. Just as Kaoru was racking her brains for a reply, Takami, who had been quietly listening, spoke up for her:
"Please wait, Captain. Taking rash action now would be playing right into their hands!
Besides, rumors are a mix of truth and falsehood; it's pointless to discuss them without any basis." "
Takami's words, as expected of a combat commander, hit the nail on the head. Takami was the oldest of the girls gathered here, nineteen years old.
Compared to Rei, a tactician who acted on passion, Takami was a strategist who valued rationality before acting. Kaoru trusted her cautious and meticulous personality to a certain extent.
Rei had always been quite jealous of the trust between the two. Because of this, Rei always unconsciously had a provocative attitude towards Takami.
"Although what you say makes sense, Captain Tachibana, if the rumors are true, wouldn't we, the Imperial Guard who are supposed to protect His Highness, become ignorant and incompetent, doing nothing but idle duties under the Emperor's nose? Such an Imperial Guard is even worse than toy soldiers!" "
That's why I said, those are all hypothetical scenarios!"
Takami remained calm despite Rei's confrontational attitude. At this moment, Saori, in support of Rei, said,
"But think about it carefully, even we Imperial Guards only have the opportunity to see His Majesty the Emperor during official ceremonies. Apart from that, even those on guard duty at the Imperial Palace have never seen him. Don't you find that very unnatural?"
"Acting Captain, no, Kaoru!" Rei turned her attention to Kaoru. "I'm asking you this as a friend since military academy. Don't you feel any unease about His Highness Prince Akishino? Aren't you losing sleep every night because of His Highness Prince Akishino?"
Kaoru felt as if she'd been hit where it hurt. Memories from this morning instantly resurfaced. Every soldier in the Imperial Guard company harbored a strong longing for the Emperor. In the closed environment of the military, it was natural for a pure sense of loyalty to protect and revere the Emperor to be cultivated. Especially for Kaoru, who had a particular reason to amplify this. Rei, a close friend of Kaoru who knew her well, questioned her angrily,
"What exactly do you think, Kaoru?!"
"That's a different matter!" "
Under the spotlight, Kaoru unconsciously lost her composure, standing up while speaking loudly.
Rei also lost control because of Kaoru's attitude.
"How can there be two things?! Although they are nominally the Imperial Guard protecting the Emperor, they are really just decorative! It's only natural that they are called 'the Emperor's harem'! In the current situation, anyone would feel indignant or dissatisfied! Let alone you, aren't you anxious to the point of being unable to bear it every day?"
The discussion had long since gone off-topic. The girls other than Saori could only stand by and watch the two argue.
"Just admit it! Kaoru, it's natural to feel anxious. You don't need to suppress these feelings. No matter if it's a military coup or anything, as long as it can change the status quo and truly protect His Majesty the Emperor, isn't that enough!"
Takami hurriedly stopped Rei from speaking.
"You misspoke, Colonel Ando!"
At this moment, Saori, who was closest to the door, suddenly put her hand on the handle of the long military sword hanging at her left waist.
"Who's standing there!"
A stern voice boomed at the unknown person. At that moment, everyone's gaze turned to the doorway. A tense atmosphere gripped the room. After a moment, the door opened silently. There stood a young officer in an Imperial Army uniform, wearing glasses and a relaxed smile.
"Oh, everyone's here."
He gave a lazy greeting, scratching his disheveled hair sheepishly.
"Who are you! This is the Imperial Guard, where men are not allowed to enter without permission!"
Saori maintained her sword-drawing stance.
"Ah, excuse me. I just wanted to say hello to Captain Osu Kaoru." "
Acting company commander, do you know him?"
Kaoru did recognize him. They had met a few times at parties hosted by her father. And everyone present should know his name.
Kaoru straightened her posture and saluted him.
"Long time no see, Major Fuji Shiro."
The name that came from Kaoru's mouth made Rei freeze. "Fuji Shiro" was a capable major known as the top officer of the Internal Affairs Bureau's Intelligence Agency, nicknamed "The Hunter of Dawn." The Internal Affairs Bureau's Intelligence Agency was the country's central investigative body dedicated to preventing and suppressing terrorists. The
major returned the greeting with a smile, then turned to look at the girls in the room.
"I'm sorry to bother you so suddenly. I happened to be in the area and thought I'd drop by."
Shiro's voice was particularly clear in the quiet room.
"What's wrong, everyone? Why do you all look so serious?"
Zhilang looked at everyone again, feigning ignorance. Ling felt a cold sweat run down her back. He must have overheard the entire conversation. If this were exposed, the consequences wouldn't just be her dismissal from the military; it could lead to the disbandment of the Imperial Guard. Wasn't that her greatest fear? Ling's left hand instinctively tightened its grip on the scabbard of her military sword.
Xun was also pondering how to handle the situation. For now, she could use the excuse that the conversation was just a metaphor, not a serious argument. She remembered that when she talked to Zhilang at the party, he seemed like a nice person. That being said, if she explained it improperly, it could lead to even worse results.
"Um—I think I've disturbed you. Well then, since I must pay my respects to Her Majesty the Empress Dowager later, I'll take my leave."
Zhilang said, bowing respectfully before turning to leave. A tense atmosphere rose among Xun and the others again. If he reported this to the Empress Dowager, everything would be over.
Rei reached for the hilt of her sword. A second before Rei drew it, Kaoru spoke.
"Major! Just… about that…"
Kaoru began, the young officer quickly approaching the duty table.
"The thing about that… refers to our agreed-upon date?"
Shiro boldly grabbed Kaoru's hand, his eyes shining with a youthful light. Kaoru looked utterly bewildered.
"Huh…?"
"Oh dear, I was just kidding. Just kidding. Hahaha… what are you talking about?"
Facing Kaoru's unsuspecting gaze, Shiro effortlessly changed the subject. Slightly taken aback, Kaoru recovered and slowly said,
"Excuse me… Major, are you going to see Her Majesty the Empress Dowager now?"
Shiro nodded, "Yes," and Rei and the others swallowed hard, waiting for Kaoru's next words.
"At that time, will you report what happened here to the Empress Dowager?" Asking
that question was already the limit for Kaoru. Her heart pounded fiercely, almost as if it were being held by Shiro, and she felt a sense of fear. How would he answer?
Saori and Rei were already mentally prepared to take immediate action based on Shiro's answer. Even though they were no longer in a sword-drawing stance, they maintained a readiness to draw their swords at any moment, their left hands gripping the scabbards tightly.
"I won't do that! Performing my most hilarious tricks for the Imperial Guards, only to receive a cold response from you all...; even if my mouth splits open, I can't tell Her Majesty the Empress Dowager!"
Hearing the young officer's powerful reply, Kaoru and the others were speechless. Kaoru focused her mind again, forcing herself to say:
"...Major. I didn't mean that..."
Suddenly, the hand that had been holding Kaoru tightened, interrupting her. Shiro looked into Kaoru's eyes, his face moving closer to hers.
"Miss Kaoru, I said I wouldn't reveal what happened here."
His gentle voice carried a firm resolve. His earlier joking manner seemed insincere, and the sincerity in his eyes behind his glasses was something she had never seen before. Kaoru could only trust him. Shiro smiled gently at Kaoru, who nodded silently, and walked towards the door.
Before leaving, the capable major suddenly stopped and looked at Rei.
"By the way, you're Captain Ando, right...? Please don't trouble Miss Kaoru too often."
Leaving the perceptive Rei behind, Shiro left with light steps.
The girls were speechless and motionless for a while, so Kaoru had to order them to disperse. Urged to leave by Kaoru, Marina and the youngest, Lieutenant Hanami Akiho, who hadn't spoken a word throughout, left the room.
Four captains remained in the duty room. Kaoru stared at the three of them with a stiff expression. Each was silent, heavy with emotion, their minds replaying everything that had just happened.
"That major, can we trust him?" Saori murmured.
"We can only trust him. Thinking about it further is useless."
"Captain Tachibana is right." "If anything happens, I'll take full responsibility and settle this matter."
Ling suddenly realized. Her momentary slip of the tongue had escalated into an unmanageable situation; it was a lapse in judgment that couldn't be undone no matter how much she regretted it. Ling wanted to say something, but Kaoru spoke first.
"Regardless, you all return to your posts. We'll contact you if there's any further news."
Takami nodded and left thoughtfully. Saori also glanced at Ling before leaving. Ling stared at Kaoru for a while with her lips tightly pressed together, then resolutely saluted and left the duty room.
Kaoru, now alone, felt tired and looked up at the ceiling. The window behind her rattled. Looking out, an autumn wind was blowing across the training ground outside. Kaoru gazed at the direction of the wind for a long time.
The imperial city where the emperor of the Japon Empire resided, as its name suggests, was originally a city. However, due to a major reconstruction project of the capital 140 years ago, it no longer had any castle-like feel. Due to years of peace, the city walls and part of the moat were dug up and filled in, and the government offices were moved there.
Even so, the Imperial Palace still occupies a vast area in the heart of the imperial capital, its majestic palace boasting the splendor of the Japon Empire as the emperor's residence. Deep within this palace lies the "Empress Dowager's Chamber," a rather spacious room, strangely devoid of windows. Due to the lighting, the interior is extremely dark even during the day, a truly enclosed room.
There, now, sits a naked man and woman. The beautiful woman, with long, flowing black hair and a well-proportioned figure, displays a composed expression as the young man's head rests on her lap. It is the Empress Dowager. Nishinomiya and Shiro.
As the son of a swordsmith, Shiro's rise to his current position in his early twenties is largely due to the Empress Dowager's influence. Four years ago, Shiro's promotion to second lieutenant and assignment to the military police was purely accidental. However, due to his innate sense of justice and his proactive efforts in reporting and preventing terrorist activities, he was promoted to lieutenant a year after being appointed second lieutenant. His actions somehow reached the ears of the Empress Dowager, and because of his merits, he was promoted beyond his rank to become a military attaché in the newly established Ministry of Internal Affairs Intelligence Bureau's Public Security Department.
Shiro became even more active, even earning the nickname "Hunter of Dawn." On the other hand, with the Empress Dowager's support, Shiro, who was on a fast track to promotion, was secretly called "The Empress Dowager's gigolo."
Shiro rested his cheek against her soft belly, indulging in the comfortable weariness after a passionate encounter. After removing his glasses, the Empress Dowager's blurred outline momentarily evoked nostalgic memories of his youth. The dazzling impression overlapped with the Empress Dowager's face.
But it was only for a moment. With the keen observation cultivated by a capable intelligence officer, he noticed the subtle change in the Empress Dowager's expression. The moment of peace was over.
The Empress Dowager spoke expressionlessly:
"Recently, I've heard quite a few bad things about you."
"Is it true that you forgot your mission and were always chasing after women? "
Zhilang asked nonchalantly. Knowing it was rude, he rubbed his nose against the slightly parted inner thigh, like a child licking his mother's tender skin, his tongue caressing the translucent beauty.
"I usually strive to live up to Your Majesty's expectations. If Your Majesty feels my efforts are insufficient, please reprimand me severely." "
Hmm. I am satisfied with your work performance. It's also my way of teaching you how to handle women. However, there's no need to hone your skills outside of missions, lest complications arise." "
Yes, sir." Zhilang replied, burying his face in her full breasts.
"I say, Zhilang, is my body no longer enough to satisfy you?" "
No, that's not true." The young man hastily pulled away to defend himself, but immediately lowered his head and remained silent.
"Say what you want to say."
"His Majesty seems to be very busy with official duties..."
came a very bitter voice. But the Empress Dowager, seemingly unconcerned by Shiro's attitude, remained expressionless.
"Are you referring to Honma?"
The young man, who had his head bowed, froze.
"My relationship with him is purely political. Governing the country and the people is my responsibility, and it is also his responsibility."
Shiro replied softly, "I understand." "
Since ancient times, men who wield power have been quite simple-minded. As long as there is enough bait, they will not betray you." The Empress Dowager paused and asked, "And you?"
"I admire His Majesty, so..."
"You mean 'love'?"
The young man cast a passionate gaze, which the Empress Dowager received nonchalantly.
"Then you must also work hard in the future."
"As long as it is for His Majesty, I will not hesitate to sacrifice myself."
There was no trace of romance left between them.
"You have worked hard reporting." "I have an audience scheduled, you may leave now."
Shiro bowed deeply, put on his military uniform, and left the room. In the corridor, he encountered someone being led out of the waiting room by a maid. It was the leader of the Empress Dowager's faction, Duke Honma Shinnosuke. It seemed the
Empress Dowager's next appointment was a private meeting with Honma. "Is it... Major Fuji? How is His Majesty?"
"His Majesty is in good health, Lord Honma."
"That's wonderful. I must go to see His Majesty now, please excuse me."
Although their tones were both calm and measured, their words carried a hint of probing. Urged silently by the maid, Honma disappeared behind the Empress Dowager's door. Shiro stood there for a long time, watching the door the two had entered.

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