Trumpet Princess

Neglecting the motorcycle's preparation was Takuya's biggest mistake, and the fact that both the road and the motorcycle were soaked by rain
was the main cause of the malfunction.

By the time Takuya realized he was already speeding far too fast, it was too late to brake.

"Ah! The brakes are broken!"

Takuya gripped the brakes with even more force, but the motorcycle's speed didn't decrease at all, and it entered the bend.

"Hey... why isn't it working?" His panicked voice echoed around him.

Despite his best efforts to correct the zigzagging, the motorcycle was still far too fast. The motorcycle passed through
the unpaved road.

He reached a bend without guardrails, desperately trying to correct the motorcycle's direction, but the front wheel gradually veered towards
the roadside , and finally, it was thrown into the empty space.

The vast view before him was a sheer cliff, and the motorcycle was quickly thrown into the air.

"Waaah, waaaah, ah..."

Takuya could only scream...

Lead-black clouds shrouded the entire mountain, covering it with a thick layer.

Normally, one could gaze upon the highlands, but the thick fog had obscured the view, turning it a hazy, colorless landscape.

There was no sign of civilization here… Though the surroundings were filled with greenery, it
felt strangely menacing in this deep mountain setting.

The tombstone seemed to blend into the scene. Polished marble, it reflected a cold light as it was
soaked .

The bronze base was engraved with the names of the deceased.

The date of death was recorded as three years ago today.

A young girl, holding flowers, spoke to her parents, who lay sleeping beneath the tombstone.

“Father! Mother…”

No tears fell, only a sorrowful expression in her blue eyes. Three years had passed since her parents' sudden death,
yet the sorrow remained unchanged.

Suddenly! Raindrops dripped from the umbrella, wetting the shoulder of the girl's black dress.

Someone quietly wiped the raindrops away from behind with a handkerchief.

"Hime, make sure you hold the umbrella properly, or you'll catch a cold."

"Grandpa..." The girl named Hime turned around in a slightly panicked manner.

Behind her stood an elderly man in a black suit, with a gentle demeanor, holding an umbrella in one hand.

He had a thick beard, and a slight smile appeared on his gentle face.

"It's been three years since then!... Three years, not too long, not too short."

"..." Hime didn't answer.

To her, it was a fact that didn't need to be said. The old man took a step forward and spoke softly in front of the grave.

"Your daughter has grown up so much, she's practically a young lady now."

Hearing these words, a shy expression appeared on Hime's face.

Then she immediately regretted it; she realized that it was ill-mannered for a woman to blush.

The old man slightly changed his expression and spoke bitterly to the tombstone.

"Raising Hime was your job. Only when you see your daughter in a wedding dress can you say you've fulfilled your parental responsibilities
... But you abandoned Hime and me without permission, leaving this world first."

His words, spoken with a hint of humor, revealed a deep sorrow for the deceased.

Perhaps sensing her grandfather's feelings, Hime quietly moved closer to him.

"Ugh, ugh, ah..." At that moment, the echo of a young boy's scream reverberated through the mountains.

Then... the sounds of an engine exploding and rockslides continued.

"What's that sound?"

"It seems to be coming from over there..."

The surprised old man led Hime away from the platform, heading towards the direction of the sound.

There... about two hundred meters down the hillside path, a man lay there.

The boy's riding gear was tattered, revealing blood-soaked skin.

Beside him lay a mass-produced factory racing car. The deep bass of the idling engine vibrated through the air.
The loud noise from the car seemed to have come from the boy and the motorcycle.

"Why would someone fall into a place like this?"

the old man muttered to himself, puzzled... It wasn't surprising at all.

Even though no bus or tram passed through, and the nearest street at the foot of the mountain was more than half a day's walk away
, the only inhabitants were him and Hime. No one would ever visit this remote mountain area.

Moreover, seeing the large backpack scattered nearby, he knew this young man was definitely not a local.

The old man considered him suspicious.

However, whoever he was, the fact remained that the man was seriously injured.

"Hime!"

The old man winked at Hime, who understood her grandfather's meaning. Not caring about getting her clothes dirty,
she picked up the young man.

"...Are you alright?" she asked anxiously, but there was no response.

"Grandpa..."

"There's still a faint breath. Call him again."

Following her grandfather's instructions, Hime called out to the young man once more.

"Cheer up..."

This voice seemed to pull the young man back to his senses. After a while, the man slightly opened his eyes,
groaning.

"You...who are you...?"

"What?"

Startled by the question, Hime reflexively answered.

"Hime, my name is Kuroiwa Hime."

"Kuro-Kurooiwa Hime..."

The young man—Takuya—repeated her name before fainting again.

"...!"

Hime gasped, staring anxiously at her grandfather's face.

The old man, though surprised, remained calm.

"Don't worry, he's just unconscious. First, carry this young man inside."

Hime nodded silently after hearing his words.

Hime, her grandfather, and the seriously injured young man, Takuya.

If these three hadn't met, perhaps fate wouldn't have played such a cruel trick on them.

But they had still met.

This encounter ended the ordinary lives of the three,

leading them to an extraordinary meeting.

Fate was completely changed.

No one could yet perceive this change—

Chapter 1

"Hey, be good!"

When Takuya realized it…

he was looking at his own back for some reason.

(What! What is this? Am I dreaming? Or have I entered another world?)

Takuya panicked.

But seeing the "Takuya" in front of him made him even more panicked.

"It's okay, I told you to be good so I can take my clothes off!"

"Takuya."

... was roughly tearing the girl's clothes.

(Wait! Why am I attacking this girl!?)

Takuya had no idea why he was doing this.

"No! Please stop!"

The girl resisted desperately, but "Takuya" didn't care at all.

"You want me to stop? You have no right to say that!"

The sound of slapping and tearing clothes mingled together.

"Just let me do whatever I want!"

"No!"

"Takuya" roughly pushed the girl down and began to rub her breasts with all his might.

"It hurts!"

"I'll make you feel better soon, just bear with it!"

But needless to say, the girl's face contorted in pain, tears streaming down her face. To Takuya, seeing "Takuya
" doing these things was very unexpected.

(Stop!)

Takuya shouted at the person who looked just like him.

(I'm not that kind of barbaric man! I could never do such a rough thing to a girl!)

I can't lie to myself! But his shouts didn't reach "Takuya".

"Look! Look, the petals are all wet! Or did you pee on them?"

Hearing such angry curses from behind, making him want to turn his face away, "Takuya" kept cursing at the girl. The girl
couldn't bear it, her snow-white cheeks turning red.

This reaction made "Takuya" laugh hysterically.

"Why? Do you hate me so much? Are you angry with me?... But you can't do anything. You can only shut up
and let me do it to you!"

"Takuya."

He then forcefully spread the girl's thighs, his excited penis thrusting in.

The girl's shrill scream pierced Takuya's eardrums.

"Takuya" lifted the girl's slender waist with both hands, and red liquid flowed from where they were joined.

It was proof that the girl was still a virgin.

He began a slow piston-like motion.

"Takuya" pressed the girl's wrists against the floor, his penis repeatedly pounding against the girl's painfully bleeding private parts.

The rough breathing of "Takuya" and the girl's sobs were incredibly pleasurable for Takuya himself.

"You're mine now, and this crying will soon turn into moaning."

"Waaah..."

(Why is this happening... Right! I must be dreaming! If it weren't like this, I couldn't possibly
be seeing myself doing this!)

He desperately tried to think, to regain his composure. Suddenly… he changed the direction of his thoughts.

(—Right, that girl, I feel like I've seen her somewhere before!)

And… I've heard her voice too.

Takuya made this strange discovery while looking at the girl who was being humiliated and crying.

Takuya quickly tried to explore his memories and finally remembered the girl's name.

He naturally had a question.

(Himeo—Right! Her name is Kuroiwa Himeno!…Then…who is she?)

"…Whoa!" He woke up unexpectedly from a nightmare.

Takuya sat up as if he had been thrown back.

Shortly afterward… he felt intense pain all over his body.

"It hurts!"

After a rapid groan, he lay back down, and the intense pain slowly subsided. Takuya finally realized something
.

"That was probably a dream!"

When he realized it, he was lying in bed.

He should have been wearing a knight's outfit, but he wasn't; instead, he was wearing a silk nightgown. However, his left arm was unsleeved, and
his exposed left arm was wrapped in bandages.

Although he couldn't feel the pain of the fracture, the heavy bandage suggested a considerable injury.

"Waking up from a dream is a good thing, but... where am I?"

Takuya slowly looked around. This was truly a luxurious room. The

spacious room was more than five times the size of Takuya's apartment!

The floor seemed to be made in the Middle East, covered with what appeared to be an ancient carpet.

There were thick cabinets and crystal vases everywhere, each item looking extremely precious.

Thinking about it carefully, this seemed to be a room in a building. Even so, it had a strong Taisho-era
Western architectural style.

He was actually in a house left over from that era. This unnatural atmosphere made Takuya feel
uncomfortable.

A few knocks came from the heavy-looking door.

"...Come in!"

Takuya responded, and at the same time... he saw a girl through the crack in the door.

Her appearance instantly captivated Takuya's heart.

Fairy – If the product of fantasy truly existed in the real world, this girl's appearance would be that of a fairy.

Her emerald green eyes were as deep and clear as jade, her cheeks as pink as pearls, and her lips a beautiful rose-red
. Her long, flowing black hair shimmered with a velvety sheen – truly incredible!

Her petite figure was clad in light blue loungewear, revealing her well-proportioned body, and her delicate skin
was as translucent as freshly picked fruit.

Having seen countless women, Takuya had never seen a beautiful girl as elegant and flawless as her. Her
suppressed emotions created a fantastical atmosphere around her.

This "fairy" looked at Takuya and said, "You've finally woken up." "

Finally?"

He was intrigued by this subtle reaction.

"Was I unconscious for that long?"

he asked the girl. The girl thought for a moment and replied, "Today is the third day."

"Three days...since the time of my car accident?" Takuya couldn't help but wonder if he had misheard.

So...was the dream he just had during those three days of unconsciousness?

—In that case, who was the girl he violated in the dream? She seemed extremely
similar to the girl in front of him now...

Takuya opened his mouth and uttered the name he had heard inexplicably in the dream.

"Your name is Himeno, isn't it?"

"...Yes."

The girl—Himeo—paused for a moment and nodded slightly. Perhaps Takuya was overthinking it?

He felt that Himeno was wary of him.

"Why do I know your name?... Perhaps we've met somewhere before?"

"You asked for my name when you were in the car accident."

Her tone was flat and expressionless.

Takuya's impression wasn't entirely unfounded.

(How unexpected...)

He frowned slightly, annoyed at the thought of a beautiful girl like her being wary of him.

That evening—

Takuya's first meeting with the homeowner at the restaurant.

"I am Kuroiwa Shogo. This car accident was truly a disaster!"

The old man, who called himself Shogo, said while puffing on his pipe.

The moment Takuya saw this old man...

he felt he was an ancient elder from another time.

The old man wore a cotton shirt and a suit vest, rather formal attire.

His dignified demeanor was tempered with gentle manners.

Add to that his thick beard.

The old man sitting opposite him perfectly embodied the image of an old gentleman from the Taisho era.

(...This house's decor must be the old man's hobby!)

Takuya's first impression was understandable.

"Ah! This is a remote and impoverished place, but please rest well until you're fully recovered. Please don't feel any restraint,"

Shogo said with a smile.

—But his eyes held no smile.

Although he wasn't staring at Takuya, it was as if he was probing his heart, gazing directly into his pupils.

"Ah! Thank you so much!"

That powerful gaze made Takuya's smile freeze as he thanked him.

(...I feel like this person isn't genuinely welcoming me. Otherwise, he wouldn't be looking at me with such wary eyes
.)

Takuya feigned calmness, observing his wariness.

"But, what important business do you have that brings you into these mountains?"

Compared to his tone, Shogo's eyes were incredibly sharp.

Whether it was him or Himeno just now, everyone living here seemed to regard Takuya as a suspicious person.

"You must have a special reason for coming to this remote mountain area where there aren't even any villages or houses! If you don't mind
, please tell me..."

"Ah! I just came to take pictures. I just wanted to play with my camera occasionally, besides work..."

Takuya replied, his mood overwhelmed by the old man's imposing manner.

So...

Shogo deliberately raised his voice slightly.

"Oh... so, are you a photographer?"

"Not yet, I can't really call myself a photographer!"

He wasn't being modest.

In fact, he worked as a photographer for a third-rate magazine.

He had to struggle to make ends meet every day.

At Shogo's request, he mentioned the name of the magazine he worked for, but... as expected, the old gentleman seemed unaware of it
.

"But at least, publishing photos in a well-known magazine is my current goal. This time and that time have nothing to do with it, I just
wanted to take landscape photos and came to the mountains..."

"Riding a motorcycle into the mountains was the main cause of this accident. The roads in this mountain are unpaved, and they quickly became muddy and difficult
to ride. If I had walked, this accident might not have happened."

Shogo smiled wryly.

His gaze seemed to soften slightly.

Takuya, who felt a sense of relief, wondered why he had been so overly sensitive and wary.

"The black tea is ready...please enjoy."

Hime appeared from the kitchen, placing teacups on each seat. Shogo, enjoying the aroma of the black tea, said
to Takuya, "Ah! Please try it, it might not suit your taste."

"Not at all...it's delicious! Thank you!"

Takuya turned to Hime, giving her a polite smile.

However, for him, a coffee lover...

it really only felt like "this is black tea." But honestly, it was rather inappropriate for Hime!

Suddenly...

Shogo, looking at him, suggested,

"Regarding what we just discussed, if Mr. Takuya is willing, could you please take some photos of Hime?"

"Hime, a photo of Miss...me?"

"This girl hasn't had her picture taken in the last year or two. If you'd like, please take some photos of her."

Takuya, hearing this, stared at Hime again.

No matter how many times I see it...

her captivating beauty is undeniable.

Her grandfather instructed me to take photos of Himeno if possible, so there's really no reason to refuse, right?

"I would also like to ask you to let me take photos of Miss Himeno. But because one hand is inconvenient, I can only use a small camera
..."

Takuya replied immediately.

The problem was whether Himeko herself was willing.

"...Please guide me!"

Himeko immediately bowed respectfully.

The next day.

"Well then! Let's lean against this tree and take a look this time?"

"Okay!"

Takuya operated the camera with one hand, wholeheartedly taking pictures of Himeko.

The mansion—Kuroiwa Mansion.

Surrounded by forest.

The forest stole the direct sunlight from the mansion, replacing it with the rich fragrance of flowers and plants.

And sometimes, a few rays of sunlight would shine through the gaps in the leaves, illuminating the white exterior of the old Western-style house exceptionally
bright.

This striking contrast transformed the dimly lit landscape into a scene from a famous painting.

Takuya and Himeko entered the forest surrounding the house to take pictures.

Himeko wore a pure white dress, following Takuya's instructions as she strolled through the woods.

Takuya followed along, using his nimble right hand to continuously press the camera shutter.

After the film was finished, he took out a new film from his camera bag to change it, and pressed the shutter again.

"Yes, yes, this feels good... This time, how about tilting your head slightly?"

"Like this?"

"A little too tilted, um, that's it, that's it."

Takuya gripped the camera firmly.

Through the viewfinder, he saw Hime's slightly upturned smile.

At the same time as the shutter clicked...

the flash illuminated Hime's vibrant figure.

After the flash, Takuya put down the camera and continued searching for the next shot.

"If possible, I'd like to shoot somewhere with better scenery this time.
Do you know a suitable spot?"

After thinking for a moment, Hime pointed towards the hillside and said, "How about the end of the forest
? It's almost evening, and I think we can see a beautiful sunset..."

"Okay, let's go check it out."

Takuya hurriedly started climbing the hillside.

- He stopped quickly.

"Excuse me, I don't know the way. Could you walk ahead?"

Turning around, Himeko looked sleepy and said, "No, I want to follow behind you."

"But I don't know the way..."

"It's okay, just walk straight, and you'll find your way out."

(Anyway, she seems a little too wary of me, doesn't she?)

Takuya scratched his head as he walked.

He glanced back slightly.

Himeko was just quietly following behind, her face expressionless. She was probably wary of Takuya.

(Or maybe she's not good at socializing!)

If that's the case, it's a real shame that such a cute girl is like this.

Soon after, the two emerged from the forest. From here, they could see the valley below the mountains and watch the sunset
sink into the nearby peaks.

It was a landscape created purely by nature, without any artificial embellishment. For an evening view, it
was truly breathtaking.

"Wow! What a beautiful view!"

Takuya exclaimed in surprise. Accustomed to city life, the scenery was a refreshing change for him
.

"From here, the scenery outside of dusk must be beautiful too,"

Takuya said, spreading his hands in admiration.

However, Hime's reaction was very indifferent.

"If it were a little later, I think we could see the starry sky..."

"..."

The two couldn't connect at all.

Takuya tried to break the awkward silence, seemingly wanting to say something to Hime, when suddenly his gaze fell on the
girl's dress. Perhaps it was the sunlight,

but the sunlight shone through Hime's dress, revealing a glimpse of her bra.

After that glance—

Takuya casually looked away.

(Am I getting excited over this? I'm not some hot-blooded middle schooler!)

He smiled bitterly at his inner turmoil, then shivered.

(So, I had a dream about raping her?)

He remembered that dream.

The nightmare he had... the female protagonist in the dream was indeed Hime, and the male protagonist was Takuya himself.

Why would he have such a dream?

Takuya couldn't immediately understand.

To be honest, he didn't even know that he had this dream not long after he and Hime first met.

A woman he had only met once became a character in his tragic dream, and Takuya couldn't understand
what he was thinking.

However, in the moment when he stared blankly at Hime's underwear, he seemed to understand.

(I might want to violate this girl...)

If that's the case, he might need a lot of self-control when he's with Hime in the future...

After solemnly admonishing himself, Takuya changed his mood and picked up the camera.

"Well then, put your hair up and smile!"

"Okay!"

Hime smiled brightly -

a week later.

"These are photos of Miss Hime."

Takuya finally took off the tray supporting his left hand and spread the photos out on the table with both hands.

"For a camera of this caliber, I think the result is quite good... However, that's because the subject is so outstanding
!"

"Hmm..."

Old man Shogo looked at the photo with great interest.

Indeed, because it was taken with a small camera, special shooting effects couldn't be used at all.

And since he was only pressing the shutter with one hand, the focus wasn't perfect.

However, Takuya's photo of Himeno seemed to have aroused Shogo's great interest.

"A professional photographer's work is definitely different..."

Himeko stood out remarkably in the colorless landscape in the photo.

In the sunless forest, the flashlight illuminated the beautiful girl's fantastical pose.

(If I used a better camera, I could have made a work equivalent to a photobook!...)

Takuya regretted his injured arm. Suddenly, he stared at Shogo, who had been silent for a while.

The old man stared at the photo, deep

in thought, without saying a word. He seemed to be pondering something, his brows furrowed, making it impossible for Takuya to speak to him.

Suddenly!

"Himeko, come over here,"

the old man said.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Himeko, called by her grandfather, walked from the kitchen to the dining room.

"Sit next to Mr. Takuya."

"Yes."

Then she sat down at the table quietly.

In contrast to Takuya, who was bewildered by Shogo's words and actions, she was very composed.

After Hime sat down,

the old man spoke, "Actually, Mr. Takuya, there's something I want to tell you."

"W-What is it?"

"Because Hime and I have been living together for three years now, and during this time, I've painstakingly raised
Hime ."

Shogo's face no longer held the gentleness, determination—or the expression of resignation—that had appeared before, surprising Takuya
.

"Perhaps I hesitate to say this before her… Hime is an extremely intelligent girl.
She has largely mastered the common sense and etiquette I taught her over these three years. Hime's parents must be very happy!"

Hime remained silent, only appearing somewhat ashamed of Shogo's praise.

Shogo continued, "But there's only one thing Hime is completely lacking."

"Miss Hime is lacking…"

Takuya said.

"This is the final essential element for Hime to become a perfect woman. But I cannot teach
Hime ."

His words were shrouded in mystery, leaving the two young men unsure how to respond. After a pause, Takuya asked, "This
... you want me to teach Miss Himeno... is that right?"

"Yes, that's it."

"What exactly is it?"

Several seconds passed.

Perhaps the old man had made a final decision. Then, the old man stared intently at Takuya and said,

"It's about a woman's allure!"

Takuya was instantly bewildered.

Shogo noticed this and explained it to him in a different way.

"Or perhaps it's better to say a woman's fragrance. If she possesses both, Himeno will truly be a graceful
woman. "

Takuya was speechless.

"..."

"Mr. Takuya. I would like to ask you to teach Himeno to be a girl with allure, to understand the pleasures of sex.
Forgive my old age and willfulness, but please listen to me and do as I say, okay?"

Shogo shut his mouth.

Similarly, Takuya couldn't speak either.

This request was too shocking, it went against common sense, and Takuya didn't know how to answer him for a moment.

If what Shogo said didn't exceed Takuya's judgment based on common sense, then this is what he said.

"I want you to teach Himeno what sex is."

"Miss Himeno. Do you agree?"

Takuya unconsciously leaned forward, moving closer to Shogo.

"Whatever your true intentions, I can't do things against her will!
Does Miss Himeno agree with your idea?"

Shogo didn't answer directly. He simply shifted his gaze to Himeno. Then, Takuya was even more surprised.

The girl who should be facing a crisis of chastity...

didn't show any surprise at all. It was as if she had already heard these words from Shogo.

But now was not the time to be surprised. Takuya should have questions he hadn't asked yet.

"Also, why me—? I've only known you for ten days at most. In short,
to you, I'm just someone who passed by and got hurt!
It's not logical for a man like that to say 'I hope you teach girls about pleasure'!"

He tapped the table with his newly healed left hand, wincing in pain.

Shogo answered with the same wink on his face.

"Your common-sense judgment is the best reason."

"...?"

"Even if I don't know someone well enough to say that, I believe they wouldn't do anything rash to Himeno!"

Takuya never expected such an unreasonable argument.

However, the old man in front of him didn't seem to mind.

"Besides, judging from the photos, you seem to know how to bring out a woman's beauty. I've never seen photos of Himeno taken so
beautifully."

"You flatter me, but the two things don't seem to be related!"

Takuya retorted even more.

Shogo asked a question that jumped out of his mind.

"Oh! So Mr. Takuya is saying that Himeno is not suitable as a subject for your photography?"

"No...!" "

Mr. Takuya said that he went into the mountains because of a private photo shoot. If that's the case, I think you can
continue your photography with Himeno as a subject while also 'educating' her."

After saying that, Takuya couldn't immediately say anything to answer him.

Shogo had expressed the wish that Takuya was holding.

To be honest, it was a very appealing proposal, but Takuya's rationality and common sense wouldn't allow him to accept it.

Desperate, he pressed Hime, who sat next to him, for an answer.

"You must firmly refuse! You have to protect your own body! Quick, tell Shogo-sensei your true feelings!"

Of course—

Hime would definitely refuse—who wouldn't think Takuya's judgment was reasonable!

But what Hime said was unimaginable.

"...Since Grandpa said so, I will obey."

"H-Hime-san!"

Takuya couldn't help but stare at the girl's face.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

"I know!"

Hime's reaction was less calm and more indifferent.

"Nice to meet you!"

"I don't understand..."

The beautiful girl's unwavering acceptance showed her willingness to accept his sexual training.

Unable to accept this reality immediately, he even felt dizzy.

Moreover, Hime's indifferent words and actions—lacking emotional fluctuations and not insisting on her own opinions—were quite
suspicious.

(Does she have no consciousness of her own?)

He stared at Hime again.

No matter how many times he looked, her pitiful beauty would not change.

But today, her beauty seemed to lack human breath, like a walking corpse.

"Please be sure to train Hime into a proper woman."

Shogo pleaded again.

Takuya's wavering grew stronger.

Indeed, he understood common sense; his aversion to Hime was the best evidence.

But that didn't mean Takuya lacked male instincts.

Moreover, Hime's direct request…

the primal urge to defile the pure and innocent girl overwhelmed Takuya's reason and aversion.

These were deep desires he'd seen in his dreams.

"…I'm sorry, please give me some time to think it over,"

Takuya said, a troubled expression on his face.

However, this was merely a delaying tactic to postpone his final promise for a few minutes.

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