Hell Sisters

(I) A Land of Men
Kinzo Umeko, the young owner of the Kinzo Tea House near the front gate of Nezu Prefecture, was eighteen years old. He ran a gambling den, violating the law, and was imprisoned awaiting sentencing. In

the 1000th year of the Tenpo era, he was exiled to Hachijojima Island with a reduced sentence.

During his imprisonment, he escaped by boat, was pursued by other islanders, and fled again after several days, hiding deep in the mountains. He has been searched extensively but has never been found, and his whereabouts remain unknown to this day…

This is a record of the exiled convicts from various villages on Hachijojima Island. The records

were kept by villagers appointed by the authorities, who lacked a sense of responsibility and often produced numerous errors due to carelessness.

Therefore, the age and appearance of the exiled convict Kinzo Umeko, as well as the outcomes of his two escapes, are not clearly recorded, and are even ambiguous.

There were very few female exiled convicts on Hachijojima Island, and there are no complete records, so their actual number cannot be estimated; they likely comprised less than five percent of all exiled people.

Therefore, it is conceivable that any female convict exiled to the island would be warmly welcomed by the islanders and male exiles. On

March 29th of the eleventh year of the Tenpo era, a double-awning official patrol boat escorted another exiled convict to the island. It was a woman, not a man, and she was said to be seventeen years old. The islanders, who had long been a male-dominated society, were overjoyed.

Before the patrol boat even approached the shore, the island's magistrate, the "village elder," had already received the news and led the villagers to welcome the female convict and collect the various items brought from Edo.

The islanders and male convicts of Oshima rushed to the beach to watch, especially the men, who had not tasted meat for many years while serving their sentences!

"Her name is Adan!" people whispered among themselves, all drooling.

"She's only seventeen, very young!"

"Seventeen, old enough to be offered as a concubine!"

"Yes! I heard she was forcibly offered as a concubine by a fifty-something-year-old ninth-rank inspector, who took her virginity. Afterwards, she was resentful and set fire to retaliate, but unfortunately, she was caught and exiled here!" said a well-informed islander.

Before the Genroku era, arson and accidental arson were punishable by death.

However, from the Tenpo era onwards, during the Edo period, the laws were slightly more lenient. Arsonists, unless the fire was large, were treated as accidental arsonists and exiled to a remote, uninhabited island. For women, this was reduced to exile to a nearby inhabited island.

Slender and with small breasts, Adan, in the eyes of the islanders, looked like a beauty copied from a fujoshi (a type of Japanese sashimi).

Her oval face, arched eyebrows, and long eyelashes concealed her melancholy eyes, making men's hearts flutter.

Adan was assigned to live in Sangen Village on the island. As the village guards led her there, she suddenly asked, "The exiles died; is that the mass burial ground?"

The village guards and the exile, Touma Goro, were both taken aback. It was quite

unexpected that Adan, who had just arrived on the island, would be concerned about the burial grounds after death.

Especially since she seemed like a budding flower! Touma Goro, in particular, stared wide-eyed, speechless, and opened his wide mouth, which was covered with heavy blue marks from shaving his beard, and burst into a loud, snickering laugh.

"Hey! Why ask that? Aren't you very young? Edo rumors say Hachijojima is hell on earth, but that's not true. A beautiful girl like you coming here will feel like you're in paradise. If you can't believe it, you'll taste paradise tonight!"

Matsugoro spoke to Adan as if she were his destined woman, boldly grabbing her smooth wrist as he spoke, making the villager's eyes roll.

"No, you misunderstood me!" Adan quickly pulled her arm back, forcing a proud smile.

Under the lamplight, Adan's naturally fair face, without makeup, revealed a rosy hue.

"Where is the graveyard for the deceased convicts on the island?"

"Who is buried in the grave?"

If it were her husband or lover, their ages didn't match.

She was only seventeen years old this year, and her husband or lover must also be young. Even if they were exiled here, they wouldn't be buried there.

Moreover, judging from her composed demeanor, she was definitely not a promiscuous woman who would fawn over everyone. Otherwise, if that ninth-rank inspector had no virginity to take, why would she be so furious as to set fire to him in revenge?

Adan stared at Matsugoro and answered loudly, "It's a girl named Umeko!"

"Ah! Umeko?"

"Yes, she was sent to this island to serve her sentence four years ago! I heard she died on the island last year!"

For some reason, Matsugoro's eyes widened like copper bells.

He quickly avoided his gaze, making "mmm" sounds.

"Umeko... sigh..." he murmured to himself again.

The cemetery for exiles was far removed from the cemetery for islanders, and they did not mix. Before Hachijojima became an island for exiles, it already had inhabitants and was not a desolate island for banishing serious criminals.

Therefore, a clear divide existed between the islanders and the exiles, and the two sides maintained a strange relationship.

The Tokugawa shogunate authorities adopted a method of handing over exiles to islanders, instructing the islanders to monitor the exiles' movements while engaging in farming and fishing. This was a destiny the islanders were born with.

A characteristic of the island was the scarcity of women.

This was true not only for the exiles but also for the islanders, who suffered greatly from a lack of normal sexual fulfillment, deprived of true sexual satisfaction for years.

The lustful Matsugoro, upon seeing her smile, was overjoyed, believing her to be as beautiful as a fairy.

It was the end of spring, and Hachijojima Island was bathed in the blazing sun, with wildflowers blooming everywhere, marking the approach of early summer in Edo.

Even the most grotesque women with their dazzlingly ugly noses were seen as ethereal beauties, so it was not uncommon for ten or even twenty or thirty men to share a single wife.

The wife, as usual, did not participate in labor, only needing to keep her body exposed day and night to entertain her many husbands.

Sometimes, unmarried relatives would come to relieve themselves.

But their nectar was never given to any of the exiles.

Today, as if descended from the heavens, a female convict suddenly arrived, and with her youthful beauty and exquisite features, she caused a sensation throughout the island.

As soon as Adan arrived, she inquired about the place where Meizi was buried, and the news quickly spread far and wide.

"Who was Meizi to him?" Everyone was deeply surprised and discussed

among themselves. "Perhaps they knew each other?"

But no one gave her any guidance.

Adan asked many people along the way, but those she asked all replied with the same sentence, "I don't know," and hurriedly fled.

The place where the exiles lived was slightly away from the villages, called "separate enclosure," to avoid mixing with the law-abiding citizens.

In the "separate enclosure," there were two types of exiles: those living in houses and those living in small huts. This was to accommodate the different statuses of high-ranking convicts, wealthy gentry and merchants, and ordinary commoners. They brought large sums of money to bribe the officials, "village elders," and the head of the exiles, thus obtaining particularly preferential treatment.

Hachijojima, one of the Seven Islands of Izu, suffered from frequent famines due to its limited staple food. The authorities imposed strict population limits on the islands: 300 on large islands, 200 on medium-sized islands, and 100 on small islands, with no exceeding these numbers.

Consequently, infanticide became rampant, with nineteen out of every ten girls born being executed.

This led to a severe shortage of women and wives, making normal sexual relations impossible.

It should be noted that "sexual disasters" are often more painful than famine!

Thus, polyandry and even communal marriages naturally emerged.

The number of exiled convicts was not subject to these limits.

Because the rations for exiles were delivered monthly from Edo by special envoys,

the islanders were so poor that money and goods were absolutely essential.

Exiles sent to the island who had money or status, after bribing their way in, were housed in comfortable wooden huts. Often, the wives of farmers would spare time to visit and provide them with shelter; these exiles were called "household exiles."

Those who were penniless, powerless, and without relatives to help them could only live in thatched huts, cellars, or caves, barely sheltering themselves from the wind and rain; these were called "shack exiles."

The term "shack" means hut.

Even the clerks and constables of the Edo Judicial Office rarely received such treatment. Apart from the acting officials, the "village elders," the most powerful figures in the island were the heads of the exiles, who controlled everything.

Adan, having been exiled there, was no exception.

Alone and empty-handed, she was thrown into a "shack" upon arrival on the island, as per regulations. There, she was swarmed day and night by villagers and outcasts, who were like leeches, relentlessly attacking her body.

But her captivating beauty caught the eye of the outcast leader, Matsuguro.

Matsuguro, wanting to enjoy her all to himself and not let anyone else touch her, brazenly arranged for her to stay in the shack, making her one of the "resident outcasts.

" "You just need to settle down and live with me. Don't worry about anyone else. My two fists can protect you!"

Matsuguro threatened the accompanying village guards.

The guards shrank back, silent with fear.

These guards, men of the village elders, were made up of villagers, and even after learning that the "beauty" had been taken by Matsuguro, they dared not utter a sound.

Matsuguro amassed a following of forty or fifty outcasts, forming a powerful gang. He considered himself their leader, and his nickname was "The Living Yama of the Outcasts."

Villagers or exiles who angered him were sure to lose their lives.

His back was tattooed with a giant image of a hellish scene, featuring a naked female ghost being repeatedly violated by numerous ferocious underworld officials, a sight that chilled the heart and deepened the terror he inspired.

If he desired a village woman to sleep with him, even if she had multiple husbands or was a wife with many lovers, she would have no choice but to come and give him her services for the entire night.

He wasn't lacking in female companionship, but the constant exposure to village women, their bodies exposed day and night,

inevitably led to his insatiable desires. Matsugoro never felt satisfied.

He had grown up in Fukagawa, Edo, and was imprisoned for murder, awaiting execution. He quickly offered his beautiful younger sister to a judge in the Ministry of Justice as a concubine. The judge, through malpractice, reduced his sentence, saving his life and allowing him to be exiled to the main island.

He continued to be favored by the magistrate, and over the years, he became a leader among the outcasts, looking down on everyone in the "Biewei" (a type of outlaw community), arrogant and domineering. It was on the night of their arrival on the island that Adan was embraced by him, her soft, warm body allowing him to savor her fresh and delicate flavor.

"According to the customs of this island, upon your arrival at my home, you must undergo a rice-washing ceremony in place of burning wedding candles!"

he said, and then proceeded to strip Adan of her kimono and riding towel, ordering her to lie on her back, her legs spread wide.

Matsugoro and the large group of people attending the ceremony all held handfuls of white rice, scattering it onto her chest and neck. She was stunned with surprise.

Adan wasn't voluptuous, but her body was round and smooth, soft and boneless.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her lower abdomen, a mound, seemed to be carved from precious agate, especially the narrow, long, deep purple crevices of the agate, which were incredibly alluring.

White rice was scattered on her body. Reflected by their skin color, each grain shone with a brilliance more beautiful than pearls.

The islanders' daily diet consisted of "three parts rice, five parts wheat, and half mixed with bran and loquat," and the porridge cooked according to this ratio was worth a bushel of gold.

"What a bewitching body!" Matsugoro exclaimed, his eyes flashing with admiration.

He hurriedly took off his clothes and pulled down his pants, revealing the tattoo on his back.

It was a large, clear depiction of the tortures of hell, with blood pooling between the legs of a female ghost, and several venomous insects resembling shrimp or crabs fighting for the blood, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

"Ah! It's a scorpion!" one of the disciples cried out in surprise.

"What's a scorpion? Look, the leader has a venomous snake with its head raised and its tongue flicking under his lower abdomen!"

the youngest disciple said with a smirk.

Adan looked at the scorpion, then at the enormous snake head standing in front of him, both extremely terrifying things, and trembled all over with fear.

Having arrived on the main island, the possibility of being pardoned and returned to Edo was extremely slim. Now, fallen into the hands of Matsugoro, she had no choice but to live under the giant snake's head until death, a fact Adan knew perfectly well.

Matsugoro was wildly excited, his eyes bloodshot, the tattoo on his back throbbing slightly. He crouched down, greedily caressing her all over.

The onlookers, especially the young disciple Risuke, were all gaping, drooling, their necks twitching like monks drumming.

Matsugoro roared, suddenly leaping up and using his knee to force apart her tightly closed legs, beginning to violently thrust and pound, publicly committing lewd acts.

Adan was no longer a virgin, so of course she felt no pain. But the ninth-rank inspector who had taken her virginity, and the several fishermen who had later sought her out, were all less than half the size of Matsugoro, their lips still tightly closed. Now, suddenly swallowing the giant's arm, the feeling of fullness she gained was extraordinary.

Fortunately, she was exceptionally young and exceptionally lustful. After a short while, her initial astringency transformed into a smooth, moist sensation, resulting in an extraordinary pleasure. Coupled with Matsuoka's rough, animalistic nature, the stimulation was intense, and Adan quickly reached climax, her soul lost in ecstasy, feeling as if she were dying of pleasure. She could no longer see the onlookers, completely forgetting shame, and unconsciously began to let out tense and obscene moans.

At this moment, the large crowd of onlookers were all intoxicated.

The custom of scattering rice on the newlyweds was originally an ancient tradition.

The islanders cherished white rice, scattering it on the bride's naked body as a sign of respect.

The second activity, public displays of lust, was said to bring the bride lifelong happiness! This inevitably incorporated elements of superstition.

Later, due to a severe shortage of women, polyandry and even similar "group marriage" systems of collective wives became prevalent. The second indispensable activity on the wedding day was for all the husbands to publicly have sex with the bride in a revolving fashion, day and night, with each husband taking their turn.

Not only that, but the unmarried young men among the guests, itching to try their luck, could also lick the pot while it was hot.

Because of this, the number of men sharing the meat increased by at least two, and often the men stayed until the horses stopped, and the bride had to keep up for three to five days in a row, unable to stop.

Moreover, she had to call out to the guests whenever she was around, the louder and more seductive the better, otherwise it would be impolite.

The purpose was to make the bride popular and become the central figure in the village who commanded many men.

Fortunately, the bride was not a naive girl. Usually, she was deflowered by lustful men when she was thirteen or fourteen and married by eighteen or nineteen, and had long since become a fierce warrior on the battlefield.

Moreover, she grew up on an island and was physically strong, so she could easily take on a hundred men.

(II) Salty Fish

on a Bad Day From then on, day after day and night, Adan was forced to endure all kinds of play by Song Wulang and became his plaything.

Others were only allowed to watch, but not to touch her.

Matsuguro's sexual encounters were fierce and intense, but ultimately one-on-one, with pleasure and no pain. It was far more convenient than those polygamous village women who were "ugly in clothes and full of flesh" day and night.

There was no "exile head" system before, but later, the boldest and strongest among the exiled prisoners intimidated the village elders and guards, and placed themselves at the head of the convicts.

As time went on, the situation became irreversible, leaving no choice but to report to the Edo Judicial Office, which demanded that he be officially recognized as a "head of exiles."

The Izu Seven Islands were far from the mainland, surrounded by deep, turbulent seas, and patrol boats rarely came, resulting in a lack of sufficient communication with Edo.

In this remote and inaccessible region, violence was paramount; whoever was the most ruthless and domineering gained the upper hand.

When Matsugoro and Adan were making love, they heard soft, labored breathing outside the shoji door. Knowing it was Risuke spying, as he was Matsugoro's personal attendant and had access to the house

, Matsugoro deliberately increased his thrusting, prompting Adan to cry out loudly.

Ten days later, Matsugoro left the shoji door open, stripped Adan naked, and ordered Risuke to boil hot water and carry her naked body into the bathroom.

"Risa, what are you staring at like that for? You step into the bathtub naked, first scrub my back, then scrub Adan's!"

Matsugoro knew Risuke was infatuated with Adan's beautiful body, and deliberately played a prank to see the honest man's physical reaction.

"Hill Dwellers" lived in dug-out caves or scurried into the stove holes of wooden huts like stokers.

Risuke slept every night in the stove hole where Matsugoro cooked the bath.

He was gentle in nature and had once worked as a shop assistant in a lantern shop in Asakusa, Edo. When the owner and a neighbor's maid were caught having an affair, they were taken to the court. Risuke

volunteered to take the blame for the owner, and the judge accepted a bribe to release the owner but imprison Risuke. Later, his sentence was reduced to exile on Hachijojima Island.

Unexpectedly, the owner was ungrateful and didn't offer him a single coin or grain of rice.

Seeing his loyalty and obedience, Matsugoro took him in as his personal attendant.

Although he ate leftovers from Matsugoro at every meal, it was far better than the meager wheat flour and miso soup that the other vagrants in the shacks received.

Tonight, he obeyed orders to scrub the backs of both of them. When he scrubbed Adan, he felt she was like a silver frog in the water, so tender and smooth. His pubic hair had fermented and swelled, and touching her buttocks felt incredibly comfortable.

Because he was immersed in the hot soup, Matsugoro didn't notice that he had been exhausted from their previous physical struggles. The scrubbing and bathing made him even more drowsy, and his trust in Risuke's honesty lowered his guard.

"Make sure she's clean, don't slack off!" he instructed, leaving the bathroom and returning to his room to lie down on his futon. He immediately began snoring loudly.

But honest people are usually straightforward, but when it comes to sex, they are an exception. A silent cat is always the best at catching mice!

And what about Adan?

Already drooling as Risuke carried her into the bathroom, his caresses while scrubbing her back only fueled her desire. When he touched her crotch, her erection burned with lust.

It's only natural for a young woman to be alluring.

But with Matsugoro nearby, she dared not fully indulge herself. As soon as

Matsugoro left, Adan turned to embrace Risuke, when she suddenly felt a fullness in her lower body. The hot water made it especially lubricating, and her erection, already hardened, made a 'squeak' sound.

"Mmm..." she groaned softly, expressing her pleasure and ecstasy.

She thrust her plump buttocks forward, responding to Risuke's vigorous assault.

Because they were of similar age, their feelings easily mingled, and this water battle was a source of great pleasure for both.

Afterwards, Adan emerged from the bath.

Risuke dried her body, but as he wiped her crotch, the moisture seemed to increase, like a rotten fish that could never be dried.

Risuke was deeply surprised, a helpless expression on his face.

Adan smiled sweetly, automatically reclining on the bathroom stool, beckoning for her lover to mount and begin another round.

After the third round, Adan suddenly asked,

"Risuke-kun, you know that woman named Umeko, right?"

"Yes... I know!"

"Rumor has it she died last year. Where is she buried?"

"I...I don't know!"

"That's strange. Even a dead woman should have a grave!"

"Yes, yes! Because she lived in Kenritsu Village, which is quite far from here!"

Matsugoro had said the same thing. While there was a distance between Kenritsu Village and Sanne Village, Hachijojima Island was only the size of a hand. A man could walk around the island in half a day, and a woman in two. Could something have happened to the village, cutting off all communication? Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe it.

"Yes, he did die of illness..."

"Died of illness? I doubt it! Otherwise, why would you keep it a secret?"

Risuke shook his head, speechless, but trembling as he stole glances into Adan's eyes.

Adan still wanted to ask more, but then she heard Matsugoro coughing from the next bedroom.

She was startled and quickly blew out the candle, put on her clothes, and rushed to the other room.

Matsugoro wasn't awake; he just turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

After that, whenever Matsugoro went out, Adan never missed an opportunity. She would immediately pull Risuke away to the woodshed for a tryst, her lust seemingly greatly aroused.

One day, Matsugoro went out again, and suddenly a young man came to visit. Adan had no choice but to go to the main room to greet him.

"You must be Miss Adan? You truly live up to your reputation, the only beauty on our island!" the uninvited guest said lewdly.

"Ah..." Adan blushed, lowered her head, and didn't know how to respond.

"My name is Kobayashi Saburo, and I live in Kenritsu Village. My father is the magistrate of the island, the village elder Koichi. When you first came to the island, my father saw you and has never forgotten you. He has now built you a house in Kenritsu Village, complete with all your belongings, and sent me here to carry out his orders. Fortunately, Matsugoro is not here, which saves a lot of trouble. There is a palanquin outside the door (Note: an old Japanese palanquin, shaped like a cage, carried by two people). Come with me!"

Adan had indeed met the village elder Kobayashi Koichi before and remembered him as a dark-skinned old man with a long, thin head, whom he found extremely repulsive. Offering himself to him would be too disgusting.

Looking at Saburo, he was about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with bare, strong arms that were a reddish-brown color. He was very strong and exuded a youthful and sensual aura, which made Adan's heart flutter. He knew that if he submitted to Kobayashi Koichi, Saburo would inevitably become his concubine.

Because of the island's customs, fathers and sons sitting together were treated as commonplace. While the old man could disgust her, the young man was quite appealing.

She had originally disliked Matsuguro's fierce and ruthless nature, and had only followed him out of necessity. Now, she was happy to take this opportunity to escape, but she found it hard to part with the young and naive Lizhu.

The elder's words were like imperial edicts on the island, and how could the women dare to disobey? But the habitually domineering Matsuguro, having come with her but not seeing Adan, would not let it go. He would surely fly into a rage and rush to the elder's residence to negotiate. The elder had his men, and Matsuguro had his followers; neither would back down, and it could easily escalate into a bloodbath.

When Edo's Chief Justice Shiro found out, he would investigate and find that this matter originated with him. He would add insult to injury, and it would be strange if he wasn't hanged!

Adan thought about this, and her spine went cold.

She hurriedly replied, "I am overjoyed to receive your father's summons. I am a lowly woman of ill fate, and I would never disobey. Please inform Song Wulang first. Once he gives his approval, I will set off as ordered."

Although the village elders and their sons coveted Adan, Song Wulang was indeed a formidable figure. Sanlang had been holding his breath, waiting for him to come and fetch her. Adan's words only made him more anxious, and he also realized that if he did so, the consequences would be dire.

(III) The Battle of the Traveling Army The Dragon Boat Festival

arrived in the blink of an eye. The island's customs were quite different from those of the locals. There were no flags on the roofs, nor were there any calamus hanging in front of the doors. Instead, the locals posted pictures of sexual intercourse on their doors.

Because the Dragon Boat Festival is considered a festival of ghosts and spirits, young women are forbidden from going out. They stay home wearing new clothes with their lower bodies exposed, revealing their genitals like a parrot's beak in the front and a phoenix's nest in the back. Due to the long-standing practice of polyandry or communal wives, women's genitals are openly displayed without concern.

It is said that the female genitalia can ward off evil spirits, a belief deeply held by the islanders. The men, having drunk their fill of strong liquor, go in groups to visit each other's homes, commenting on the beauty and ugliness, and the fragrance and stench of the female genitalia.

Just as they are celebrating, news arrives that the Seven Islands Inspector has arrived on Hachijojima from Edo.

Since the first year of the Kyōhō era, all the prison guards and jailers on the island have been withdrawn, and the authority to manage exiles has been transferred to the elders. The Edo Shogunate, fearing potential rebellion by the exiles, sends officials to inspect the island every two or three years; these officials are called the Seven Islands Inspectors.

The inspector, a military officer of the third or fourth rank, was already quite a high-ranking official. Arriving on the island, he was surrounded by a retinue of guards, extorting food, money, and women from the villagers.

He was particularly demanding of beautiful women; if a villager lacked attractive female prisoners, the villagers had no choice but to offer their own wives and daughters.

The inspector's demands caused chaos and turmoil, throwing the village elders into a panic, as if a catastrophe had befallen the entire island.

Adan was a beauty, and the inspector, Hasegawa, had heard of her, so he specifically requested her.

Matsugoro, left with no choice, ordered Adan to dress in a kimono and be sent to the inspector's residence to serve him wine.

Other young and beautiful farm women and village girls also lined up to go, none able to escape.

The joyous celebration of the Dragon Boat Festival, filled with the admiration of female genitalia, was thus completely ruined.

The only wine on the island was the village-brewed stinky barley liquor. The method involved first steaming barley flour, adding a large amount of hydrangea leaves, and letting it ferment for seven days. Then, black barley was added, and after another seven days, the resulting black, cloudy liquor was strained out.

It had a strong barley flour odor upon first sip, but this odor disappeared with each subsequent sip, replaced by a mellow and fragrant taste, with a smooth and excellent flavor (see Hachijo's Record).

Hasegawa took a sip and angrily exclaimed, "How dare you mock me with this black, smelly liquor?"

"My lord! Please try a few more sips; the taste will be different!"

The women were terrified and fell silent, only Adan, holding the jug, calmly offered this advice.

The inspector followed his advice and drank again. Sure enough, the stench disappeared, and the liquor became increasingly sweet and fragrant. His anger turned to joy.

The color of the liquor was initially uniform; the first whiff of a woman's bosom would be fishy and pungent, but after a few more sniffs, that fishy and pungent smell would transform into a fragrant and rich aroma, greatly stimulating the appetite.

Otherwise, how could so many men throughout history have loved playing the harmonica?

Hasegawa drank heavily and quickly became drunk. Whether he was drunk because of Adan's beauty is unknown.

He could no longer maintain his official demeanor. He pulled Adan gently into his arms, caressing her breasts and exploring her depths, rubbing his large, bearded mouth against her tender face.

"No, don't do this, I'm... a convict!"

"I don't care what your status is, as long as you're a beautiful woman!"

He lifted Adan's kimono from behind and tore off her riding towel.

"Spare me, it's too embarrassing with so many eyes watching!"

"That's exactly what makes you glorious. I'm a high-ranking official, and I'll be your good match tonight. All the other girls envy you!"

Hasegawa lowered his head, and his bearded mouth sealed her cherry lips, silencing her.

Meanwhile, his enormous steel whip pierced her other cherry lips, making a 'squeak' sound, growing louder and louder.

This enraged a man who, wielding a Japanese sword, leaped to Hasegawa's side. It was none other than the exile leader, Matsu Goro.

Though a convict, he held a post, allowing him to stand before the headquarters as a bodyguard, but in reality, to monitor Hasegawa's actions towards Adan. Adan was his possession, and no one, including Hasegawa, was allowed to lay a finger on her.

"You corrupt official! You dare extort money from the people while on patrol, and openly rape a female prisoner! Public indecency! Don't you care about your own reputation? At least consider the honor of the Tokugawa Shogun!"

he roared, brandishing his sword.

Hasegawa, embracing the woman, lost in her ecstasy, glanced sideways at the sound and saw a ragged, burly man close at hand, seemingly about to attack him.

He had faced formidable enemies for a long time, but at this moment, without a helmet, armor, or sword, even a tiger without teeth is no match for a fierce dog, and he was so terrified that his limbs went limp.

"You, who are you?"

"I... Matsugoro, the outlaw!"

"Outlaw? You lowly scoundrel! You dare to defy the powerful, are you planning a rebellion?"

Hasegawa's courage grew considerably upon hearing the name outlaw.

Adan, who was also quite engrossed in her reverie, was greatly surprised by Matsugoro's sudden appearance. She quickly twisted her plump hips, causing her copper whip to burst out of the hole, breaking free from Hasegawa's embrace, and fled to the back, hiding in a crevice in the stone wall.

"Hmm, I am a lowly criminal, how dare I offend a nobleman? But my sword is too stubborn, it will not allow you to do evil. Hasegawa, surrender!" Matsugoro said, and with a swift movement, his sword fell.

"Ah! Guards, catch the assassin..."

Hasegawa's subordinates and guards, scattered across the banquet tables, were indulging in debauchery, each embracing a village girl and, imitating their commander Hasegawa, openly engaging in rear-entry sexual intercourse right there at the table. They had no time to spare, and when they heard the urgent cries and saw the seriousness of the situation, they pushed the women away, intending to rush to the rescue, but it was too late...

First, Hasegawa's head had already slid off his shoulders and rolled down the steps.

Second, they themselves were surrounded by more than fifty of Matsugoro's disciples.

A fierce battle broke out in the headquarters of the Seven Islands Inspector.

The samurai, who had patrolled the islands, had raped women along the way, their bodies already exhausted. Tonight, drunk and having indulged in the delicious abalone of Hachijojima Island, each had engaged in at least two or three rounds, further depleting their energy and leaving them utterly exhausted.

The disciples, however, had no women to seduce. Having amassed their strength for a long time, they naturally held the upper hand against the empty-handed old man with their fresh troops. In less than half an hour, more than ten samurai had been beheaded and lay in pools of blood.

Matsugoro also joined the fray. He wielded his sword with

the grace of a dragon emerging from the water, invincible. "Disciples, give it your all! Slaughter every last one of these corrupt officials' henchmen! Don't let a single one return to Edo alive!"

the disciples shouted, indicating "Understood!" and the battle intensified.

Just then, a sudden, loud bang was heard—the roar of muskets. Another samurai

fell. Then, musket bullets rained down from all directions, banging and echoing through the valleys, billowing smoke filling the night air. Samurai fell one after another, and many disciples also perished.

This indiscriminate firing was utterly indiscriminate.

"Stop! You're killing your own men!" Matsugoro yelled.

"Don't fire! Don't fire..." the disciples cried out in unison.

But the shooters paid no heed, continuing their barrage of bullets.

Unable to dodge, the men fell one after another. Of the hundred-plus samurai, none survived, not even Matsugoro, whose body was riddled with bullets, dying with resentment.

The makeshift battlefield in the camp fell silent, leaving only corpses scattered everywhere and pools of blood.

Hachijojima Island is characterized by its natural stone walls, against which the villagers built their houses to withstand storms. The towering mountain shrine was also fortified with natural stone walls in front and behind, making it a sturdy structure. Inspector Hasegawa used this location as his camp.

Kobayashi Saburo mobilized over a hundred local militiamen, each carrying muskets and ammunition. After nightfall, they were positioned atop the front and rear stone walls to observe. Knowing that Adan had been summoned to the camp to serve wine, and that she would inevitably be violated by Hasegawa, they watched to see what Matsugoro would do.

If Matsugoro intervened, it would anger Hasegawa, causing a bloody battle.

During the fighting, regardless of who won or lost, the militiamen hidden atop the stone walls would open fire, ensuring both sides perished, leaving no one alive.

This was the Kobayashi father and son's ruthless plot to seize Adan.

It succeeded smoothly, eliminating Matsugoro completely, and silenced Hasegawa and his men.

If the Edo Shogunate investigated the disappearance of Hasegawa and his men, they only needed to deny ever being on Hachijojima, or that they had been killed by a large group of pirates, or that their ship had capsized at sea—any of these possibilities would be resolved, and the beautiful Adan would be safely in their grasp.

Just now, Adan, her clothes disheveled, fled into the stone wall to hide. Saburo, perched high above, could see her clearly. At this moment, he called out into the dark crevice, "Adan, are you alright!"

Hearing Saburo's voice, she grew a little braver and groped her way out.

Saburo saw her! He rushed over, grabbed her, hoisted her onto his back, and strode back to Kenritsu Village.

Firearms were weapons stored in the village elder's arsenal. In the eighth year of Bunsei, pirates were rampant, frequently raiding and burning the islands. The shogunate authorities then issued firearms to the islanders for self-defense. There

were eighty on Miyake Island, one hundred on Sukuba Island, one hundred and twenty on Hachijo Island...

(IV) Five Oxen Dismembering

Adan arrived at Kenritsu Village and temporarily stayed at the village elder's arsenal. That very night, Kobayashi Koichi took the initiative to seduce her.

Koichi was old, but his lust had not faded. After only a short while, he vomited white paste as soon as he entered the door.

"Your vagina is so tight and narrow, it's impossible to hold on. Meizi was like that too. Even your penises are so exquisite, you pretty girls."

Adan's heart stirred upon hearing this.

"Master, please tell me where Meizi's grave is?"

"Meizi's grave..." he murmured, quickly jumping off the bed, just like Matsugoro and Risuke.

Adan was disappointed.

Her father had just abdicated, and the obedient Saburo had eagerly come to inherit the throne.

Before he could even speak, he embraced Adan's naked body, greedily caressing her breasts and crotch.

Like a ravenous wolf, he pounced on her, fiercely riding her, the intensity of the storm even greater.

After their first time, they were instantly completely intoxicated.

"Do you treat my sister like this too?" Adan probed as they rested, their necks intertwined.

"Who is your sister?"

"Kinzo Umeko!"

"Alas, Umeko used to live in my house, becoming my father's and my shared wife, but who knew she wouldn't appreciate it and ran away by boat."

"Oh, is she still alive?"

"No!... Ah, um!" Saburo's answer was hesitant, making Adan even more suspicious.

The next day, Saburo was sitting in the hall wiping his flintlock pistol when Adan went over and snuggled up to him.

"Nasatsu Goro, what did you do to him?!"

"He was incredibly audacious, killing the inspector. He would surely bring trouble upon us, so I had no choice but to shoot him dead and wipe out all his followers!"

"What about Umeko? Did you shoot her dead too?"

"No, her death has nothing to do with me, Father..."

"If you love me, please tell me frankly!"

"Don't be surprised when I tell you!"

"No, you've agreed!"

"Umeko stole a boat and escaped twice, but was caught both times. The second time she was caught, the Edo Criminal Court authorized Father to try her on the spot!"

"Oh!" Adan burst into tears.

"Father, to warn other exiles, sentenced her to be torn apart by five oxen!"

"What? Torn apart by five oxen?" Adan's beautiful eyes widened like copper bells.

"The 'Five Oxen Dismemberment' means she was completely naked. Her head, one hand, and one foot were each tied to a wild ox. The oxen were whipped, and the five oxen scattered and ran wildly, tearing her into five pieces, blood and intestines spilling out. It was a gruesome death!"

No one could bear to mention Meizi. Adan suddenly understood.

"Meizi was your father's and your shared wife. You two took pleasure in her, why were you so cruel to her?"

"Enforcing the law, execution was necessary!"

Adan's eyes were dry, but sparks of hatred ignited. She suddenly snatched the musket from Sanlang's hand. Sanlang had already loaded the gunpowder and bullets into the chamber, intending to go out for target practice.

Now, she pointed the muzzle at Sanlang's chest.

"Sanlang, you and your father will pay for my sister's life!"

She stepped forward with a sorrowful expression, and Sanlang's face turned pale as he staggered backward.

"Spare me! Spare me!" Sanlang pleaded pitifully.

"I believe that before my sister was torn apart by the five oxen, she begged you for mercy. Did you spare her?"

"Sister, if you know this in the afterlife, I will avenge you today!" After saying this, Adan pulled the trigger. The gunpowder in the gun ignited due to friction, and with a loud bang, it shook the house. Sanlang immediately fell to the ground and died.

Following Saburo's example, Adan quickly loaded gunpowder and bullets, intending to go inside to find Xiaoqi. Just then, Xiaoqi heard the commotion and rushed out. Seeing Adan holding a live-fired musket, she stared in disbelief and asked, "Adan, what's wrong?"

"You brutally murdered my sister, Jinzang Meizi! Today I will avenge her! Otherwise, she cannot rest in peace!"

"You've rebelled! Put down the musket! Have something to say!"

Adan gritted her teeth, said no more, and with a loud crash ,

Xiaoqi followed her son Saburo.

She discarded the musket and ran frantically to the sea.

She said to her reflection in the water, "Sister, I'm here! I will serve you as before!"

Adan leaped into the sea, quickly sinking to the bottom and instantly perishing.

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