Lilies in the Capital

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The Lily of 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 in the shade of a tree at the corner of the garden. "Indeed, my swordsmanship is no match for yours," the boy murmured; the girl, about the same 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, was temporarily residing in the household of the Count of Osu, a noble family that had been passed down through generations. To the young Crown Prince, the girl before him, Kaoru, 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 butlers and maids, so it wasn't always her father who cared for her, but she lacked the nourishment of maternal love. Moreover, the Count's family was a prestigious military family, possessing unique traditions and high standards of 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 virtually identical. "In my understanding, women are all about having full breasts, wearing women's clothes, and being soft and fragrant," Kaoru retorted. "Because I'm still a child!" Like Prince Hiroto, Kaoru knew almost no men her age, yet she harbored a faint affection for the prince, whom she had only recently met. But… Hiroto asked, "Are you really a woman?" It was a truly baffling question. Though innocent, it dealt a heavy blow to Kaoru's urge to admit she was a woman, a urge that surged through her mind. "Then… then… if I show you evidence, will you admit I'm a woman?"
The nodding boy's eyes shone 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 proof that I'm a woman. Hiroto urged her on, and Kaoru approached the bushes. After confirming that the surrounding trees could conceal her from view, 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 area. Suddenly, the boy exclaimed, "Strange, there's nothing there!" Kaoru: "Do you understand now, 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 genitals felt the intense gaze. Kaoru's body heated up, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst her eardrums. The boy stared at her innocent cleft with an incredulous look for a moment, then finally looked up and said in a pure 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 wicked intent. Being stared at like that, she seemed unable to refuse. Resignedly closing her eyes, Kaoru was about to give herself to the 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 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 this day forward, you are the ruler of the nation." Hearing this conversation outside the bushes, Kaoru hurriedly peeked through the gaps in the treetops without even putting on her shoes, but no one was there. The girl slowly closed her eyes, silently shedding glistening tears. Perhaps she would never see him again, the thought weighing heavily on her mind. "Your…Your Highness…Your Highness—" Kaoru finally realized what her emotions were. A sorrowful sob, intermittent… gradually faded into the early summer forest. "Your Highness!" Kaoru woke up to her own cry, and in the dim light of the night, she saw that she was in her bedroom. Was it a dream…? She had the same dream again… She looked closely at the LCD clock beside her bed; the face 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 she called Prince Hiroto. Back then, Emperor Shōsei had spent a month before his ascension to the throne studying imperial studies, staying at Count ōsu's old home. Kaoru's dream was a memory from that time. Ten years had passed, and now Kaoru was a graceful eighteen-year-old girl, a captain in the Imperial Guard protecting the emperor. However, after his ascension, the only opportunities to see Emperor Shōsei were on formal occasions, and there was no chance for conversation. Unbeknownst to her, Kaoru's feelings for Emperor Shōsei had grown into deep love. Kaoru sighed, pulling her close-fitting silk nightgown up to her thighs. She placed her hand on her underwear, a simpler, thinner, and shorter white pair than when she was a child. It was already soaked with her love juice, a large, wet patch seemingly about to drip. Kaoru stared blankly at her sticky fingers for a long while, 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, Kaoru!" Although she spoke to herself in a self-reproachful tone, it was a common occurrence. Since that time, Kaoru had been dreaming of Emperor Zhaocheng more and more often, the frequency increasing over time, recently even two or three times a week, and almost all of them were like tonight's dream. Whenever she had that dream, she would inevitably become soaked in her secret place without realizing it. Plus, she had experienced the sexual pleasure of being watched at such a young age. To calm her body after the dream, even though she felt she shouldn't, she couldn't help but indulge in masturbation. Kaoru gazed out the window at the November sky, where dawn was still some time away. Resolutely, she removed her silk nightgown and lay down on the bed. The soft light of the nightlight illuminated her beautiful naked body on the sheets. Ten years had transformed Kaoru's once-childish body into a mature and alluring one; her breasts had grown larger, and two months ago she could wear a D-cup bra. Two hard, rosy nipples adorned her undulating curves, and her body trembled with barely suppressed excitement. Closing her eyes, she pulled down her already soaked panties with one leg, revealing delicate petals that looked exceptionally alluring. Her fingers traced oval patterns on the petals again and again, and then her body began to heat up. The heat slowly concentrated in her previously overflowing secret orifice. Unable to restrain herself any longer, Kaoru gently slid her hand down into her already soaked secret garden. Even the mere touch of her fingers produced a lewd sound, which drew in even more warm fluid. Kaoru gently pressed down on the untouched virgin territory, moving back and forth along the overflowing crevice. A lightning bolt struck Kaoru's entire body. "Ah!" Along with the cry, her vagina overflowed with hot fluid. She squeezed her thighs tightly together, and lewd sounds came in waves. "Hmm... gurgle... ah..." In Kaoru's mind, memories from ten years ago, the sensations of dreams, and the pleasure of masturbation were all mixed together. Blindly obsessed with pursuing physical climax, her mind was already numb. Her silvery fingertips rhythmically rubbed her clitoris, which was constantly secreting nectar, while her legs rubbed together to increase stimulation. Love fluid flowed from her buttocks to her thighs, wetting the sheets. Kaoru's breathing gradually became heavy. "Ah... um... umm... ah, so good, Lord Akio... Lord Akio!" Kaoru, with her hands tucked between her legs, suddenly tensed up, a strong contraction, numbness and pleasure rushing through her body, exploding in one breath. "Ahhh... ah...!?" Kaoru's shoulders shook violently, collapsing on the bed, panting, her lower abdomen contracting violently in waves, love fluid flowing out continuously. When Kaoru began to regulate her breathing, she fell into her usual guilt. If Akio knew what she was like, what would he think? Kaoru felt self-loathing. "This is the last time." But this phrase had become one of her recent catchphrases. Kaoru buried her face in her pillow and fell asleep until morning. It was late autumn of the tenth year of the Zhaocheng era. The long, narrow Japon Empire consisted of four continents. The capital, Tokia, was located 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. The empire was ruled by an emperor whose position was sacred and inviolable. The current emperor, Zhaocheng, had ascended the throne at the age of seven, and all power was held by the Empress Dowager—Nishinomiya—who ruled from behind the curtain. However, Zhaocheng was now seventeen, and calls for the emperor to personally seize real power were growing louder. Domestically, economic stagnation and frequent scandals in the Imperial Diet had led to public discontent and anxiety, which shifted to placing hopes on the young emperor. Thus, a conflict arose between the royalist party and the Empress Dowager's faction within the government. The former's demands for reform clashed sharply with the latter's conservative stance in support of the Empress Dowager, creating a tense atmosphere in the capital's political climate. "Good morning... good morning, Captain." Kaoru groggily heard a knock at the door, but the girl's anxious voice outside instantly 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, clumsily pulling on her underwear, which was only on one leg. Her underwear was still wet, but 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 girl standing in the corridor. One was a slender girl in a onesie with braided hair—Fifteen-year-old Sergeant Nono Yuri; Kaoru's direct subordinate. The other was an eighteen-year-old girl, Captain Ando Rei, wearing a military uniform with gold-trimmed epaulets, possessing a strong and agile physique and a spirited look. Ando was also Kaoru's classmate at the military academy and her friend. "Good morning..." "What good morning? Honestly! Sergeant Nonaka came running to me in a panic because no one answered the door no matter how much I knocked; I was startled." Hearing Rei's words, Kaoru turned to look at Yuri. The fifteen-year-old girl looked at Kaoru with concern. Kaoru apologized and said "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 tidy yourself up in thirty minutes!" After Rei finished speaking, she straightened up and saluted. "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, 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 didn't have extra time. So she first took off her military uniform top and put on her underwear. As the docile girl fastened her bra from behind, Kaoru felt her heart race. Because she smelled the scent of masturbation. "Captain, there's something I don't know if I should tell you..." Kaoru's heart pounded at Yuri's sudden, slightly hesitant voice. The girl's hesitant tone made Kaoru feel even more ashamed. She thought: "I've been found out!?" "Captain, you look... um... how should I put it... very beautiful and charming today." Hearing the unexpected words, Kaoru looked puzzled. Seeing Kaoru's reaction, Yuri hurriedly continued. "It doesn't mean anything else. I just felt that Kaoru-sama was acting a little differently today..." "Is that so? Thank you."After adjusting her bra straps, Kaoru turned around and saw that Lily's cheeks were already flushed. She gently patted Lily'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, quickly tidying herself up. She changed into a deep red Imperial Guard uniform top with gold-trimmed bra straps and an impressive look, and a very short white pleated skirt that barely covered her underwear. She tied the stockings, which were 20 centimeters above the knee, at the back of her legs. She then put on her short boot-style military shoes. Kaoru was still bothered by the dirty underwear, so she didn't need Lily's help to get dressed. After she was dressed, Lily combed Kaoru's long hair that flowed down to the middle of her back. She tied a bow at the nape of her neck, a little above her shoulder line. In the all-female Imperial Guard, the length of hair had a special meaning; the higher the rank of the female officer, the longer her hair. Only commanders could tie bows. In other words, for officers of the rank of sergeant and above, the position of the bow tie varied according to their rank. Finally, they donned the Imperial Guard's standard-issue pistol—a Type 15 small automatic pistol with a leather holster. A wide leather belt attached to the belt bore a sword symbolizing the honor of Imperial soldiers. 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 gathered in the Imperial Guard's captain's room. The last officer was the combat officer. When Captain Takami Tachibana entered the captain's room, an unusual atmosphere immediately filled the room. Takami, with her beautiful jet-black hair and cautious, dignified appearance, had always given an impression of intellect. 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 room, besides the three captains—Kaoru, Rei, and Takami—were Captain Saori Kojima, a technical officer, and the medic. Lieutenant Makimura Marina and the supply company commander. Lieutenant Hanami Akiho, the other two. "It's about His Majesty the Emperor. I wonder if the acting captain has heard that rumor?" Remembering what Yuri had told her, "The Emperor is imprisoned in the palace," Kaoru nodded. "Whether the rumor is true or false, it seems some people believe that 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 class as Xingling, said in a dissatisfied tone, "You must know that there are royalists and empress dowagers opposing each other in the Imperial Diet, right? Perhaps political factors are causing the rumors to spread. Some people are even saying 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 the rumors and slanders arising from this unstable political situation." "However, remaining silent will affect the reputation of the Imperial Guard." 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 being traitors. I myself used to treat those rumors as gossip, but after discussing them 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 on this?" Kaoru didn't answer but instead asked another officer of her rank, Marina, "What do you think?"
"Indeed, according to the soldiers who came to me for psychological counseling, the rumors have spread far and wide. It's undeniable that they've dealt a significant blow to the troops. Besides, doesn't the General Staff also see the Imperial Guard as a thorn in their side?"
Marina, a military doctor specializing in pharmacy and psychiatry, has always been responsible for the mental health management of the soldiers. As the daughter of a renowned doctor who runs several hospitals, she always adopts a cautious and objective attitude. 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 companies. Hearing Marina's words, Saori said disdainfully, "The men in the General Staff are all scumbags who only think about how to protect themselves. They're afraid of losing their jobs to us girls!" Kaoru, who had once been a company commander... Colonel Arima Satsuki had heard 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 will play right into their hands. They might use this as an opportunity to file for the company's disbandment. We must prevent this from happening," Rei continued. Just as Kaoru was racking her brains for a reply, Takami, who had been listening quietly all along, spoke up for her:
"Please wait, Captain. If we take rash action now, that will be exactly what they want! Besides, rumors can be true or false, and it's unreasonable to discuss them without any basis." Takami's words, befitting her status as a combat commander, hit the nail on the head. Takami was the oldest of the girls gathered there, 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 displayed provocative words and actions towards Takami. "While your words make sense, Captain Tachibana, if the rumors are true, wouldn't we, the Imperial Guards who are supposed to protect His Highness, become ignorant and incompetent, serving a meaningless job right under the Emperor's nose? Such a Imperial Guard would be worse than toy soldiers!" "That's why I said those are all hypothetical scenarios!" Despite Rei's tense demeanor, Takami remained calm. At this moment, Saori, to support Rei, said, "But think about it carefully, even we Imperial Guards only have the opportunity to see His Highness the Emperor during official ceremonies. Apart from that, even when we are on duty guarding the Imperial Palace, we 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 the 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 immediately felt like she had been hit where it hurt. Instantly, the memories of this morning resurfaced in her mind. Every soldier in the Imperial Guard harbored a strong yearning for the Emperor. In the closed environment of the army, it was only natural that a pure loyalty to the Emperor, a desire to protect and revere him, would be cultivated. Especially for Kaoru, there were special reasons that amplified this. As Kaoru's close friend, Rin, who knew her very well, questioned her angrily, "What do you think, Kaoru?!" "That's a completely different matter!" Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Kaoru unconsciously lost her composure, standing up as she spoke loudly. Rin, too, lost control due to Kaoru's attitude. "How can it be a different matter?! Although nominally the Imperial Guard protecting the Emperor, they're really just decorative figures! Being called 'the Emperor's harem' is only natural! Anyone would feel indignant or dissatisfied with the current situation! Let alone you, aren't you constantly on edge?" The discussion had long since strayed from the main point. The girls other than Saori could only stand by and watch the two argue. "Just admit it! Kaoru, it's understandable to feel uneasy. You don't need to suppress these feelings. Whether it's a military coup or anything else, as long as it changes the status quo and truly protects His Majesty the Emperor, isn't that enough?"
Kaori hurriedly interrupted Rei's statement. "You misspoke, Colonel Ando!" At that moment, Saori, who was closest to the door, suddenly placed her hand on the hilt of the long military sword hanging at her left hip. "Who's standing there!" she shouted sternly at the unknown person. Because of this, everyone's gaze in the room focused on the doorway. In an instant, the entire room was filled with tension. After a while, the door opened silently and slowly. There stood a young officer in an Imperial Army uniform, wearing glasses and smiling easily. "Oh, everyone's here." With a lazy greeting, the young officer scratched his messy hair sheepishly. "Who are you! This is a guard unit where men are not allowed to enter without permission!" Saori maintained her stance, ready to draw her sword. "Ah, sorry. I just wanted to say hello to Captain Kaoru Osu." "Acting company commander, do you know him?" Kaoru did remember him. She had seen him a few times at parties hosted by her father. And everyone present should know his name. Kaoru straightened up and saluted him. "Long time no see, Major Fujishiro." The name Kaoru uttered made Rei freeze. "Fujishiro" was the top figure in the Internal Affairs Bureau's Intelligence Bureau; a capable major nicknamed "The Hunter of Dawn." The Internal Affairs Bureau's Intelligence Bureau was the country's central investigation agency dedicated to preventing and reporting terrorists. The major returned the salute with a smile and 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?" Shiro looked at everyone again, feigning ignorance. Ling felt a cold sweat run down her back. He must have heard the entire conversation up to this point. 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 unconsciously tightened its grip on the scabbard of her military sword. Kaoru was also pondering how to handle the situation. For now, she could still claim that the conversation was just a metaphor, not a serious argument. She remembered talking to Shiro 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." Shiro said, bowing respectfully before turning to leave. A tense atmosphere rose among Kaoru and the others once again. If he were to report this to the Empress Dowager, everything would be over. Rei reached for the hilt of her sword. A second before Rei drew her sword, Kaoru spoke. "Major! Just... about what happened earlier..." Kaoru said, and the young officer quickly approached the duty table. "What happened earlier? Are you referring to the date you made with me?" Shiro grabbed Kaoru's hand casually, his eyes shining with a youthful light. Kaoru looked utterly confused. "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 and said "Yes." Rei and the others swallowed hard, waiting for Kaoru's next words. "W-At that time, will you report what happened here to the Empress Dowager?" Asking this question was Kaoru's limit. A frightened heart pounded, almost as if it would travel from the hand being held to Shiro. How would he answer? Saori and Rei were already mentally prepared to take immediate action based on Shiro's response. 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...; even if my mouth splits open, I can't tell Her Majesty the Empress Dowager!" Hearing the young officer's resounding reply, Kaoru and the others were speechless. Kaoru focused again, forcing herself to say, "...Major. I didn't mean that..." Suddenly, the hand that had been holding Kaoru tightened, interrupting her. Shiro stared into Kaoru's eyes, his face moving closer to hers. "Miss Kaoru, I said I wouldn't reveal anything about this place." 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 from beginning to end, walked out of the room. Four captains remained in the duty room. Kaoru looked at the three of them with a stiff expression. Everyone was silent because of the heaviness, each recalling what had just happened. "That major, can he be trusted?" Saori murmured. "We can only trust him now. Thinking about it further is useless." "Captain Tachibana is right. If anything happens, I'll take full responsibility and settle this." Rei suddenly realized. Her momentary slip of the tongue had escalated to this unmanageable situation; it was a lapse that couldn't be undone no matter how much she regretted it. Rei 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 thoughtfully and left. Saori also glanced at Rei before leaving. Rei 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. Kaoru gazed at the direction of the wind for a long time. The imperial city where the Japon Empire's emperor resided, as its name suggests, was originally a city. However, due to extensive renovations based on the capital's redevelopment plan 140 years ago, it no longer bears any resemblance to a castle. Years of peace led to the excavation and filling of the city walls and part of the moat, with government offices moved there. Even so, the imperial palace still occupies a vast area in the heart of the imperial capital, its majestic splendor showcasing the glory of the Japon Empire as the emperor's residence. Deep within this palace lies the "Empress Dowager's Chamber," a spacious room, strangely devoid of windows. The lighting makes the room extremely dark even during the day, a truly enclosed space. There, now, sits a naked man and woman. A beautiful woman with long, flowing black hair and a well-proportioned figure displays a composed expression, letting the young man's head rest 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 attributed 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, immersed in the comfortable weariness after a passionate encounter. After removing his glasses, the Empress Dowager's blurred features 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 peaceful moment was over. The Empress Dowager, her expression turning blank, said, "I've heard a lot of bad things about you lately. They say you've forgotten your duties and are always chasing after women. Is that true?" Zhilang appeared nonchalant. Knowing it was rude, he rubbed his nose against the slightly parted inner thigh, like a child cuddling with its mother, his tongue licking the translucent, beautiful skin. "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 deal with women. However, there's no need to hone your skills outside of missions, lest complications arise." "Yes, Your Majesty." Burying his face in her full breasts, Zhilang replied. "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." "Your Majesty seems to be very busy with official duties..." came a very bitter voice. But the Empress Dowager, seemingly unconcerned by Zhilang's attitude, remained expressionless. "You mean Honma?" The young man, who had been looking down, froze. "My relationship with him is purely political. Governing the country and its people is my responsibility, and it's his responsibility as well."
Shiro replied softly, "I understand." "Since ancient times, men who wield power have been quite simple-minded. Given enough bait, they won't betray you." The Empress Dowager paused, then asked, "And you?" "I...admire His Majesty, so..." "You mean 'love'?" "You may say so." The Empress Dowager casually accepted the young man's passionate gaze. "Then you must work diligently from now on." "For His Majesty's sake, I would gladly sacrifice myself." There was no lingering affection between them. "You've done your report. I have a scheduled audience next; you may leave." Shiro bowed deeply, donned 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 scheduled meeting was a private conversation with Honma. "It's... Major Fuji, isn't it? How is His Majesty?" "His Majesty is in good health, Lord Honma." "That's wonderful. I must go to pay my respects to His Majesty soon. Please excuse me." Although their tones were both calm and measured, there was a hint of provocation in their words. Urged silently by the maid, Honma's figure disappeared behind the Empress Dowager's door. Shiro stood there for a long time, watching the door the two had entered. Chapter Two: Wavering Hearts The reveille sounded in the dim December sky. The day for the Imperial Guard was about to begin, and the young acting captain, who had dozed off several times, heard the horn. Captain Osu Kaoru vaguely heard the horn. He blinked his long-lashed eyes and slowly got out of bed. The dim light of the nightlight illuminated the room. Kaoru stretched and stood in front of the dressing table, where his rosy figure was reflected in the large mirror. Kaoru looked at herself in the mirror, recalling memories from ten days ago: the time
she masturbated while dreaming of Emperor Shōsei, whom she had long admired; the rumors that Emperor Shōsei was imprisoned in the palace; the meeting with other officers of the Imperial Guard regarding the rumors
; and how Major Fujishirō of the Internal Affairs Bureau overheard their conversation. "It's alright... the Major is someone I can trust," she murmured, seemingly to herself. But the words "military defection" that her friend, Captain Andō Rei, had uttered wouldn't leave her mind. Because of this, she had been sleepless again last night. After a while, Kaoru finally turned on the light in the room, illuminating her delicate body. Her body hadn't fully developed into an adult's, but its even lines were undeniably attractive. "There's no use thinking about it anymore!" The naked body reflected in the mirror instantly overlapped with her posture from ten years ago. She had shown her naked body to the young Shōsei back then; thinking of this, Kaoru seemed about to fall back into memories and hurriedly shook her head. He quickly tidied his appearance, as if trying to escape from a delusion, and fled to his sacred post. It was early winter in the tenth year of the Showa era. The imperial capital was shrouded in an unstable political atmosphere. The long-standing empire, plagued by persistent economic stagnation and frequent scandals within the Imperial Diet, was seeing its people's discontent and anxiety grow daily. The people placed their hopes and faith in the Emperor, leading to increasingly severe divisions between the monarchists and the Empress Dowager faction within the Diet. This confrontation between the reform-seeking monarchists and the status quo-maintaining faction created a tense atmosphere in the capital. The entire capital, as the administrative center, was caught in this storm. The constantly controversial Diet was nearly paralyzed, and the cabinet had recently resigned en masse in response. The selection of the next cabinet was extremely difficult, creating a political vacuum. And now, the gears of history were about to move forward significantly. "You don't look too well lately?" Sergeant Nono Yuri asked worriedly, standing before the duty desk. "Don't worry, didn't I arrive before Sergeant Nonaka today?" Kaoru replied with a smile. Usually, the owner of this room, Kaoru, wouldn't arrive before Yuri. Cleaning and maintaining the company commander's quarters, as well as preparing for the start of daily operations, were the daily tasks of the acting company commander's subordinate corporal. But this morning, Kaoru had done everything herself, even brewing black tea for Yuri. The clever and obedient girl didn't think this meant Kaoru was in good physical condition. In reality, Kaoru was quite exhausted, both mentally and physically. But Kaoru wasn't the type to complain. Her fatigue wasn't solely due to her position as acting company commander, having to oversee the duties of 1,500 guards at the tender age of eighteen. It was mainly due to recent troubles. "Don't worry. Don't worry..." Kaoru repeated this, half to herself. Just then, a knock came from behind Yuri, whose expression grew even more worried. When Yuri opened the door, she saw Captain Takami Tachibana, a combat officer, standing outside. "I have something important to discuss, is that convenient?" Kaoru nodded to the question from the girl, who was a year older than her, and asked Yuri to make tea for the guest. Takami, who had been going in and out of the room with Yuri, sat down on the sofa next to the service desk. Takami's demeanor was dignified. The Tachibana family, like Kaoru's, was a traditional noble family, but in recent generations, they had been marginalized by the rising nobility and were declining. The current head of the family, Duke Tachibana, Takami's father, disliked using his noble status as a political
tool, and thus could only make ends meet through meager royal grants and savings. Takami's volunteering for the Imperial Guard was partly due to her family's financial difficulties, but her commitment to the Guard prevented her from attending her mother's funeral; her mother had passed away two years prior. Kaoru respected and admired Takami for not losing her noble dignity despite such circumstances. "You mean 'that matter'?" Takami nodded to Kaoru's directness. "I've thought about it a lot; I think Major Fuji can be trusted. At least for now." "I think so too." "But, there's something I'm worried about." "Rei...?" "Yes. Captain Ando seems to think it's her responsibility; she's impulsive, I hope she doesn't go astray." "Go astray...?" "For example, actually carrying it out or something..." "How could that be!" "It's not impossible. Although she's been behaving herself, I feel something's not right."
"Even so, will she really launch a military coup?" At the same time as the knocking, Yuri returned to the room. The two paused their conversation for a moment, the scent of Darjeeling perfume wafting through the room. Kaoru gave Takami a look, and Takami turned to the obedient girl. "Sergeant Nonaka, could you give me some milk?" "Yes, Captain Tachibana. I'll go get it now." Takami only spoke after the girl's footsteps had faded from the room. "Captain Osu. I understand your desire to trust your good friend, but please don't forget your identity and position."
Kaoru nodded silently, and a heavy silence enveloped the duty room. The atmosphere was broken by Yuri's cheerful voice. "I brought back the milk." "Thank you." Takami tried to force a smile: "I seem to have become a milk tea addict lately, drinking five or six cups every day." Unaware of Takami's thoughts, Yuri replied with a bright smile. The three of them then began chatting about black tea. Kaoru's close friend, Captain Ando Rei, commander of the Second Battalion of the Imperial Guard, as Takami had pointed out, had recently been avoiding any overt words or actions. Even if it was just a metaphor, the consequences of it being overheard and spread by the Ministry of Internal Affairs' intelligence bureau would be quite severe. For Rei, an uprising was the best way to protect Kaoru and the company, but she couldn't even express this thought verbally. Rei harbored a deep-seated secret. In the summer of her eleventh year, while traveling with her family to a summer resort on the coast, Ling met a girl who had come to escape the heat. That girl was Kaoru. Upon first seeing Kaoru, Ling thought of a goddess from mythology. Kaoru's beauty was dazzling. Learning from her father that Kaoru was the daughter of a count only fueled her longing. Although Ling was also a noblewoman, her father was a newly emerging nobleman who had only been granted the title of baron during the reign of Emperor Zhaocheng, and could not be compared to the ōsu family, who had inherited the title of count and served the emperor for generations. In Ling's heart, Kaoru's image was so vivid that she could never forget her. At some point, her longing turned into love. Ling saw Kaoru again at the entrance ceremony of the Imperial Guard Academy. Reuniting with Kaoru, whom she had secretly loved for two years, rekindled Ling's feelings. They soon became friends. The competitive and tomboyish Ling and the talented and beautiful Xun become the talk of the school. The Imperial Guard Company has a rule that it must be composed only of unmarried women; the officer academy has an even stricter all-residential system.
An elite girls' school. It's almost taken for granted that lesbians are everywhere, but their relationships rarely cross the line into kinship. Rei couldn't express her desire for "that kind of relationship" to Kaoru, which accumulated considerable mental stress, and it persists to this day. Therefore, the phrase "military coup" cast a shadow over Rei's mind. Her plan to incite Kaoru, which she conspired with Captain Kojima Saori and Lieutenant Makimura to do, backfired. Was it her own fault? Rei wondered. But this wasn't just her problem; it was the entire Imperial Guard's issue. Yes, because she had been appointed a military attaché by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Public Security. Fuji Shiro overheard this. But so far, there had been no sign of reprimand or blame for Rei's slip of the tongue. Because of Kaoru's actions, she and Shiro had agreed not to leak it. And he seemed to have kept that promise. But the other party was someone connected to the powerful Empress Dowager, Nishinomiya. Under these circumstances, the lack of even a reprimand was unsettling. While Ling was pondering these matters in the guard command post responsible for the weekly rotation of palace security duties, her partner, Captain Kojima Saori, arrived. "I have good news and bad news, do you want to know?" "Ah, please tell me." "Then let me tell you the bad news first!" Saori smiled mischievously, as if teasing her, and slowly began to speak. "Actually, the rumors about the Emperor seem to be true." "What did you say!?" "Sister Takami thinks so too, it's highly credible!" If even the cautious and prudent Takami, who was always at odds with Ling and her group, admitted to this news, it was indeed highly credible. "The good news is that half of the headquarters squadron and supply squadron have defected to our side." Saori said cheerfully, handing over a stack of documents. Reflexively taking the documents, Ling's hands were marked "Top Secret." Once she began reading the contents of the documents, which she hadn't been prepared for, she was greatly shocked. The documents analyzed the veracity of the rumors about the Emperor from multiple perspectives, and the author was the Chief of Operations. Captain Takami Tachibana. When exactly was this written? Rei continued reading, and at the end, in the personal summary section, it read: "The Emperor's authority as the head of state may be subject to some form of blasphemy." Rei's eyes widened. It could no longer be dismissed as mere gossip; this situation was real, a conclusion reached by the meticulous Takami. This was no small matter. "D-Could it be that Saori...?" Rei's mouth trembled with confusion. Conversely, Saori smiled confidently and said, "Ugh, how could I possibly force her to write it? Besides, such a detailed report couldn't possibly be completed in one night! By the way, I heard this report was also sent to Kaoru." Her tone implied that Kaoru had commissioned Takami to write the report. Aside from herself, who dared not act rashly, others like Kaoru, Takami, and Saori were all secretly making moves. Saori stared intently at the speechless, stunned Rei. "What you want, you can't get without force. That's true for you, and it's true for Kaoru too."
Needless to say, Rei knew this perfectly well. "Saori, leave this to me, Ando!" Rei gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and uttered these words in a low, chilling voice. Inside the martial arts hall at the Imperial Guard headquarters, the officers of the First Battalion, led by Acting Company Commander Kaoru, were sweating profusely as they practiced swordsmanship. "Next! Who's coming forward now!" Kaoru shouted, wearing a Western-style, form-fitting martial arts uniform made of sweat-wicking nylon. Because of Kaoru's imposing aura, the officers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak. After a while, Kaoru's direct subordinate, Corporal Yuri, who also served as the adjutant of the headquarters company and the First Battalion, stepped forward. Compared to Kaoru's body, which had transformed from a girl into a mature woman, Yuri's body appeared too thin. Even with the breast protector worn for safety reasons, the A-cup breasts of a fifteen-year-old girl were simply incomparably frail to Kaoru's. Not just her chest; the lines of her waist and the shape of her thighs were so perfect they could hardly be called unripe fruit. The Imperial Guards' swordsmanship training, designed to simulate the tension of real combat, involved wearing only elbow pads, knee pads, and gloves—no other protective gear whatsoever. The girls' body curves were immediately apparent. After exchanging greetings, they began a fierce exchange using simulated swords made of hard plastic. "Don't you think the captain's been in a bad mood lately?" "He's practically gloomy." "But there's a different kind of charm to it!" Watching Kaoru and Yuri repeatedly clashing swords as if in real combat, the girls, determined to observe, whispered amongst themselves. Even though they were soldiers, they were also young girls; the extraordinary aura of the two in the match stirred up their gossiping. Ignoring their nonsensical conversation, the match intensified, but the difference in physique and strength was too great; Kaoru, who had been attacking unilaterally, finally achieved an overwhelming victory. Yuri was cornered against the wall; after her mock sword was knocked away, she collapsed to the ground. "That's enough! Dismissed!" Lieutenant Misato Isomura, commander of the First Squadron, issued the order to assemble the squad. Yuri, panting heavily, tried to stand up, but Kaoru stopped her. "Dismissed! Salute?" After everyone else had walked towards the changing room and disappeared down the corridor, Kaoru extended her hand to Yuri. "I'm sorry," Kaoru said softly. Yuri's eyes welled up with tears, and she stood up. "What's wrong, Captain? You've been acting strangely lately. Even your swordsmanship seems less refined than before due to your haste… I know it's presumptuous, but is something troubling you?" Kaoru looked at the girl, her heart skipping a beat. Yuri's worried expression warmed Kaoru's heart. Rumors of the emperor she secretly admired being imprisoned in the palace, Takami's report summarizing the matter, and the
uncertainty surrounding whether she and her close friend Rei were secretly plotting a military coup—all these things threw Kaoru's mind into turmoil. Before reading Takami's report, she kept telling herself that nothing of the sort had happened, but now she couldn't do that anymore; Kaoru had lost her pillar of support. Kaoru whispered, "It's alright," and hugged Yuri's slender shoulders tightly. The undeveloped breasts of the fifteen-year-old girl pressed against Kaoru's D-cup, and Yuri felt her heart pound. Kaoru began to feel a different kind of intimacy with this girl she had previously regarded as a younger sister. "Sergeant Nonaka, I hope you can keep what I'm about to say a secret." Yuri nodded gently. Kaoru's heartbeat came through the thin kendo uniform. Compared to that beating frequency, Yuri's heart was beating faster. "The rumors I heard from you might be true; although I can't be completely sure yet. But Rei and the others are planning a military coup to protect His Majesty the Emperor." Hearing this sudden news, Yuri looked astonished. She hadn't expected the rumor she'd told Kaoru before to escalate into such a dramatic situation. "What should I do..." Kaoru murmured to herself. Her usual authority was gone. "Captain, please pull yourself together. You're not that weak, are you?"
Hearing Yuri's emotionally charged encouragement, Kaoru gave a self-deprecating smile and released Yuri. "Everyone has so much faith in me, but I'm not strong at all." "No! You're both strong and gentle, you're my... most... favorite Captain...!"
Yuri's voice trembled. But these words were just a heavy burden to Kaoru now. Suddenly, Kaoru stripped off her boots and kendo uniform, revealing dazzling limbs to Yuri, who stared in disbelief. A full, firm chest, a slender waist, and a thin layer of pubic hair. Yuri was overwhelmed by Kaoru's beauty. "Right, that was ten years ago… I showed my naked body to Lord Akio; to make him acknowledge that I was a woman…" Kaoru grasped Yuri's hand and guided it to her private parts, which were already slightly damp. "Back then, Lord Akio taught me what sexual pleasure was. Since then, whenever I think of that person, my body burns unbearably." "Liar…liar…you're lying to me." Tears welled in the girl's eyes as she protested. "It's true, the proof is…" Kaoru skillfully moved Yuri's hand, which was pressed against her private parts. Her trembling fingers subtly stimulated the sensitive spots. Soon, hot fluid flowed from Kaoru's body, her fingertips entwining with fine, shimmering threads. Yuri could hardly believe what she was seeing. Her beloved Kaoru-sama would do such a thing; her thoughts were in turmoil, and her blood seemed to run cold. "This is a lie! I don't believe it!" The girl used all her strength to shake off Kaoru's hand, large tears streaming down her face as she turned and ran away. Kaoru was left alone in the spacious gymnasium, and she sighed. She had finally blurted it out, hurting the heart of someone important; the guilt lingered. But on the other hand, it was precisely because she cared about her that she wanted to let her know her vulnerable side, to shatter her perfect facade. Even so, guilt still tormented Kaoru; she suddenly felt a strong need to rely on someone. Subconsciously, she murmured the emperor's name; in the end, she still loved Akira the most. After reading the report by Kaoru, she remembered the person who appeared in her dreams every night. Whenever she dreamed of him, her lower body would become wet and instantly hot. Then, to suppress the restless desire within her body, she would repeatedly masturbate. Kaoru slumped onto the bed, the sensation of Yuri's touch still lingering in her private parts. She lay back, this time using her own hands to caress herself. Her already wet vulva was now overflowing with love juice like a spring. For Kaoru, masturbation was merely a way to relive memories of her time with Emperor Zhaocheng. So, simply stroking and rubbing along the cleft was usually enough; but now it was different. With the accumulation of nightly repetitions, Kaoru began to seek further stimulation. Unconsciously, her mind and body became driven by the pursuit of pleasure. Guilt, which had once been a restraining force, was now a thing of the past. Unable to suppress herself any longer, Kaoru became self-destructive, succumbing to the dictates of her desires. Her actions towards Yuri were largely due to this. "Mmm… Ugh… Ah!" Kaoru rubbed her trembling breasts, swayed her slender waist, and roughly kneaded her soft flesh and sensitive protrusions
. The feeling of overflowing love juice flowing down her legs intensified her excitement. After pinching and playing with the small protrusions of her firm, erect breasts, sweat seeped through her soft, tender skin. She swayed her high, pert buttocks, her full breasts bobbing along with them. Love fluid overflowed from her fiery spring, dripping like river water onto the thin grass and her thighs. The honeyed fluid soaked the grass, turning it into a wet meadow, the soft, fine hairs glistening with droplets; the love fluid flowed across the wet meadow to her navel. Kaoru surrendered her body to the ideal man of her fantasies—the childhood Emperor Zhaocheng and the current Emperor Zhaocheng. Kaoru, with her breasts pressed to the ground, stimulated her labia with both hands. While she didn't actually insert her fingers into her secret place, she had recently learned to play with the engorged, sensitive protrusions. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably at this newly discovered pleasure. "Ah…mmm…ah ahhh!" The surging pleasure throughout her body brought the girl to the peak of sensuality. "Mmm…mmm…!" For a moment, her body seemed to float in mid-air, then silence fell. Lost in the afterglow, her body slumped heavily onto the cold floor. Despite the physical comfort, tears welled in Kaoru's eyes. Night fell over the capital; the clouds hung low, threatening rain. On the neon-lit, bustling streets, commuters hurried home. Political chaos and social unrest were ignored; the imperial capital was always vibrant and energetic. Ignoring everything on the street, Rei sat in a taxi heading to the Defense Headquarters. Over the past decade, the capital had undergone a major transformation due to the redevelopment boom, from the bay area to the city center. The Defense Headquarters had been rebuilt from a classical style into a futuristic, intelligent building; it was also the location of the Imperial Guard Captain Rei was visiting. Captain Arima's headquarters in May. Having received Takami's report, Rei was finally ready to put her long-held "uprising" into action. But now, the key was her friend and acting captain. Kaoru's consent seemed premature. Even with the report as a backing, getting Kaoru's approval would still take some time, she thought. Therefore, prior preparation is crucial; once the company commander is on her side, persuading Kaoru will be much easier. With this in mind, she pretended to have something to report and went to the National Defense Headquarters. After getting out of the car at the main entrance, the guards gave a listless salute. Ling returned the salute expressionlessly. From early spring to early autumn, there were many lecherous and rude fellows; some even tried to crouch down to peep at the contents of the Imperial Guards' short skirts. Although the Imperial Guards didn't seem to mind, Ling was angry at the thought that even the army protecting the Empire had such people. Regardless, Ling was currently wearing a long coat, and the guards didn't seem interested. After Ling entered the headquarters' overcoat, she saw the liaison officer of the Imperial Guard Company Headquarters standing by the elevator door. "Captain Yamaguchi." Hearing Ling's call, the liaison officer turned around. "Oh, it's Ando. What's up?" "I have something important to report to the company commander. It's my turn to be on duty this week. Is the company commander here?"
"Yes, he is. But I was kicked out after Chief of Staff Tanuki came." "The Chief of Staff came?" The Imperial Guard and the General Staff have always been at odds; Rei had a bad feeling. "Ando, even if we have the same rank, I'm still older than you; listen to your senior's advice!"
"What?" Rei asked in surprise at this sudden remark, "What do you mean by saying this all of a sudden?"
"Avoid conflict with the General Staff as much as possible; at least not here. Understand?" "Well, I know that even if you don't say it." "Is that so? That's good." After saying that, Liaison Officer Yamaguchi Aya winked slightly, and Rei smiled and returned the gesture; but her heart was pounding. After Aya left, Rei sighed; indeed, experience counts! Rei thought with a wry smile. Unlike the Imperial Guard Headquarters, the company headquarters' office was located on the fourteenth floor of this building, which felt inorganic. As expected, Ling found the fourteenth floor deserted. To kill time, she gazed out the window at the view; in the dark night of the metropolis, she saw the symbolic building of the capital: the Toki Tower. It was said to be 333 meters tall; the tallest building in the Empire, seemingly standing majestically as a symbol of the capital and the Empire's eternal prosperity. But what was the reality? The Empire had begun to erode from its very foundation, becoming unstable and shaky. "Perhaps I'm taking a step that will determine the future of this Empire..." the eighteen-year-old girl murmured to herself. Then, Ling thought she heard a strange sound. It wasn't quite a groan, but rather a very peculiar timbre. When she listened intently, it disappeared. Just when Ling thought it was an illusion, the sound returned. This time it was clearer than before. It seemed to be coming from the company commander's office; Ling curiously pressed her ear to the door. "Hmm, hmm... ah..." She immediately sensed something was wrong and grabbed the doorknob; but the door was locked. Ling recognized the voice of Company Commander May. "Ah... ugh..." There seemed to be some kind of pain and struggle in May's voice. Ling frantically knocked on the door. "Company Commander! Company Commander! It's Ando, please open the door?" After Ling called out, the person inside moved. The door finally opened, and behind it was a stern man wearing many medals; it was the Chief of Staff, Major General Kanji Tanuki. "You impolite and reckless thing!" The Major General coldly glared at Ling and swaggered out of the office. Ling silently watched his figure leave before stepping into the company commander's office. May, sitting dejectedly with her back to the door, came into view. "Company Commander?" She quietly closed the door and approached May. "What's wrong?" "Don't look at me!" But Ling saw it; she saw the trembling shoulders of the mature 28-year-old woman, her disheveled hair, and her tear-streaked face. And, around her slightly thick but elegant lips, there was a large amount of white fluid. Ling instantly understood the whole truth; what had happened in this room, and what had happened to May. Ling's heart was instantly filled and dominated by an overwhelming emotion that anger and despair could not even describe. Because it was so unexpected and so sudden, Ling couldn't utter a single word. "How shameful..." May said, "You can laugh at me; you can despise me..." "How could I... What happened? Why with that Chief of Staff...!?"
Ling asked through gritted teeth; May should also feel disgusted with the General Staff Headquarters. "It's for the company..." "Company Commander! Please explain clearly!" Ling's sincere eyes stared directly at May; finally, May confessed the truth as if giving up, which shocked Ling even more. "It happened two months ago! I... was raped by that man. Since then, it's happened here several times..." May raised her head and looked at the ceiling, a tear rolling down her cheek. "At first, I thought I might as well just commit suicide, but in the end I couldn't do it. So now I'm living this humiliating, barely clinging to life." Faced with this unbearable blow, Ling stood stiffly, motionless. "Company Commander, I don't understand. Why do you have to swallow all this and endure it?" "To protect my reputation, for the company and for me..." Wiping her cheek, May continued: "There are some things a woman shouldn't do; no matter how right it is." This time, May lowered her head so low that she didn't even look at Ling as she spoke. "I can't accept this! I absolutely cannot accept this!" Ling shouted repeatedly. May's empty gaze drifted aimlessly in the room. "Right. It's not just that. Maybe something deep inside me has awakened; maybe I've long realized that I feel both humiliation and pleasure from this behavior..." "Please stop!" The entire Imperial Guard deeply respected May, the oldest member of the company. In the Imperial Guard, composed entirely of unmarried girls, most soldiers and officers cited marriage as the main reason for leaving the unit. Some married as early as their teens; on average, they married in their early twenties. Entering the Imperial Guard was not only a great honor for an individual, but also for their entire family and clan; it added much prestige to their wedding. There was also a trend in society to view entering the Imperial Guard as a pre-wedding preparation for brides; in fact, Ling's father also felt this way, which was why he insisted that Ling join the Imperial Guard. In the Imperial Guard, there was a beautiful and kind-hearted May. Although she was already twenty-eight, she hadn't left the team, all because of the affection her fellow guards had for her. If Kaoru knew about this, what would her reaction be? This thought suddenly occurred to Ling. May looked at the confused face of the girl before her and quietly spread her legs. The short, button-down skirt worn by the Imperial Guard's rank and the black, form-fitting stockings covering her feet exuded a mature, alluring charm. She rolled up the hem of her skirt slightly and placed her hand on her private parts, clad in black lace panties. "You see," May said, showing Ling her wet fingers, "I was forced to suck that man's penis, but my 'feminine parts' are so pleasurable." May's attitude seemed almost blatantly seducing Ling. As Ling pulled back, she thought about the purpose of her visit; perhaps this was a good opportunity. Ling straightened up, cleared her throat, and said, "Company Commander, let's go home for today! I'll take you to your residence." She then hurriedly urged May to leave; Ling thought it wouldn't be appropriate to openly discuss the idea of defection with May in this dangerous place frequented by the Chief of the General Staff; May's home was safer. Ling contacted Captain Yamaguchi via radio, asking her to prepare a vehicle for their transport. Several kilometers northwest of the Defense Headquarters was the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Inside the Ministry of Internal Affairs building, the Public Security Intelligence Department was busily gathering intelligence. With the Prime Minister's resignation and the cabinet's mass resignation, monitoring the movements of dangerous elements was the Intelligence Bureau's top priority. The Intelligence Bureau, connected to the Police Department and the Imperial Military Police Headquarters, was the central hub of the Public Security Bureau. Most of its staff were analysts, primarily responsible for intelligence analysis. Unlike the busy staff who were mentally prepared for overtime, the Public Security Military Officers... Major Fuji Shiro was chatting and laughing with a young woman in a small corner of his office. She was a newly joined analyst, Kyoka Kokyo. "You must be feeling quite uneasy being assigned here! Want me to take a look at you?..." "Take a look at...what?" "I mean, Ms. Kokyo, of course! Being assigned here at this time, you must have a specialized field you've been researching for a long time! Come to my office and show me!" Shiro finished speaking with a smile, when suddenly another woman's voice came from behind him. "What's going on between you two?" Standing there was a woman with a strong, businesswoman-like demeanor; it turned out to be Shiro's secretary, Tomomi Iwanaka. "Oh, Tomomi, why are you still here at this hour?" Shiro answered without flinching. Tomomi responded just as confidently. "Yes, I forgot something and came back to get it. Did I bother you?" Shiro scratched his head and smiled wryly; although he had been granted permission to go home on time, Tomomi, who considered herself Shiro's supervisor, stared at him with shining eyes. "Looks like you two have gotten quite familiar?" "No... not really! Not that familiar!" "Is that so? If you're going to 'hunt,' would you please do it outside the office?" The capable and beautiful secretary left with barbed words. Of course, Shiro had no intention of keeping Yumi. Watching Yumi's departing figure, Shiro grabbed the confused and fragrant hand and headed towards the military attaché's office. As a dispatched officer, Shiro's office was a tiny room. Actually, because of the connection with the military police headquarters, most of the work he had to handle was just administrative paperwork. However, Shiro didn't want to limit himself to known intelligence; he preferred to gather intelligence on foot. Putting that aside, less than ten minutes after the door closed, Shiro was already salivating at the sweet taste. "No...no...no...you...didn't you say you were just looking?" The new analyst, half-naked, lay sprawled on the sofa, panting heavily as the "Dawn Hunter" began to use his tongue. Though she was still unwilling, her body had long since given up resisting. "So, I'm looking! To see how you taste." Shiro laughed happily, continuing to tease her exposed lower abdomen with his tongue as her skirt was rolled up. "This, this is too much..." "I never expected you to say that. Isn't it very comfortable here?" Shiro made a lewd sound as he sucked on Hanaka's secret place. "Ah...! No, that kind of place..." The lewd sounds caused Hanaka's mind to short-circuit, and her whole body began to weaken. Meanwhile, Shiro buried his face in the bushes that exuded the mature, sensual scent of an adult, his tongue sliding between the petals. "Ah ... "So, let's get to the important part!" "Ugh... um. Come in..." "No, that's not what I meant..." "Stop teasing me... hurry up and put it in." Hanaka's legs wrapped around Shiro's waist; Shiro had no choice but to pull his penis out of his military trousers and press it against her wet petals; without any resistance, his penis was swallowed up to the root. "Mmm... move a little..." Shiro gently moved his waist along with her. "So, let's go back to our previous topic." "Okay, okay, ahhh" Hanaka quickly showed a dazed expression, her hand reaching into her disheveled suit jacket. The happy female analyst grabbed her breasts, bra and all, and kept rubbing them. "Ah... my analysis is... heh, umm... this alliance... umm... will be
controlled by the Empress Dowager's faction... ah... umm... oh oh umm..." Hanako said intermittently in a delicate, high-pitched voice. To prevent her from becoming too comfortable and unable to speak, Shiro adjusted the speed of his waist movements. "Whoosh... in this way..."

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