Chapter 76 The Hated Enemy ⁕
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I took the soft hand of the woman. Her skin felt smooth like new pottery, and her body was very warm.
The back of the warehouse was dusty.
Several spare tatami mats stood against the wall, and the scent of old rush grass filled the air.
”Wait here while I take off my clothes,” she said.
She removed her top and bottom, hung the clothes on one of the upright tatami, and stood naked. The room was bright, and there was no way to hide her body.
But my life was at risk. More than that, I was angry.
The woman disguised as Trash-san was clearly upset. Her face, mimicking Trash-san’s, showed an expression I had never seen before.
”…Young Master. N-no, this is bad timing,” she said.
”Why?”
”If they find us, I will be killed.”
That made sense. An Imperial Guard who touched their master would be killed. But this woman, as an infiltrator, likely understood the risk.
Yet the fake Trash-san could not look away from me.
”That’s why it’s fine,” I said. “Things like this happen. Oh well. Stay still, and I’ll help you undress.”
I reached for the belt tied at her waist.
Then a strong grip caught my wrist.
”It hurts…”
”No. We must leave now,” she said.
For a moment my arm felt hot. Then all feeling vanished. My mind went blank. A sharp, creaking pain echoed inside my body.
My bone was probably cracked.
She dragged me back toward the door we had entered. In her panic, she forgot to hold back. But I forced myself not to cry out.
”I’m naked. I can’t go outside like this,” I said.
”Sorry. Y-yes, you’re right. Let me get your clothes…”
The fake turned her face away from my bare body and let go of my arm.
The moment she bent to pick up my discarded clothes, I pushed her down onto the moldy tatami.
”Ah… ah…”
I pulled at the front of her loose robe and undid the knot.
As I stripped off her old clothes, white, clean skin appeared.
The magic on her was starting to fade. Using psionic power needs focus. Unless it is the constant type, random psionic power fails when the mind is upset.
Full breasts swelled out. Her waist curved gently. Her hips were even wider than her chest.
A woman’s body, rich with curves, lay fully open.
It looked more feminine than Trash-san’s. She was at the age where her body was ready to take a man.
Yet her skin had no dark spots, like it was brand new. It was out of place to think this, but I felt a little moved.
I undid the fake’s belt too.
People who sell their bodies for work must feel like this. A lazy feeling toward the other person, mixed with a bit of hope. And worry that everything will end safe and without trouble.
For the first time, I touched a woman’s skin against my own will. She usually liked it, but today it scared me.
”So you really are a human,” I said. “And someone I know.”
I whispered it like I was making sure.
We both stood in the form we were born in. She stared only at my body and did not seem to notice how calm I was. Her throat shook, her teeth chattered, and her face turned red like a Chinese lantern plant.
”Ah… ah… ah, ah…”
”What’s wrong? Are you nervous? We always touch each other,” I said.
”N-no, I…!”
I had seen that face before.
It was the woman from Isumi town who used psionic power and carried a karakasa umbrella. Her hair was clean and cut at her shoulders, with the ends a little curled.
Her eyes were rather narrow. She had a sharp look.
Not quite slit eyes, but a stare from her would feel quiet and cold. Her face gave a sharp impression, unlike her body. Maybe a fox face.
She seemed cool, like a young part-time worker at a proud Kyoto restaurant.
If we were the same sex, I might feel shy. But I was one of the few exceptions who received her favor.
”…It’s wet,” I said.
”Huh…?”
”You were already wet.”
And for me, she was a hated enemy.
From between the legs of the person who hurt my Imperial Guard came a warm, thick steam. She sweated under her arms too. Maybe she sweated a lot.
”Salty. Strange,” I said.
”…Ah. P-please stop. Please forgive me.”
”We always did this, Trash-san. And this part of you doesn’t seem to mind.”
I never thought I would say lines like that myself.
I caught a drop falling from between her legs. Again, I ran my finger along the base of her thigh.
Then I pulled down her monpe (work pants) and stroked the soft skin of her full thighs on both sides.
Each time I touched her, sticky clear liquid dripped from the neat hair at the base.
I knocked over another tatami from the warehouse and laid it on the floor.
Then I spread clothes over it like a bed sheet. I left the karakasa woman stiff with a red face and sat my thin hips on it.
”Come on, come here,” I said.
I opened both hands and my legs.
No big words were needed. Just me doing this should drive any woman in this world crazy.
And it really seemed to work.
”Only today is special,” I said.
”No. If they find us, I… And we can’t waste time here. My task…”
”I don’t really get it, but it’s okay. I love you. Come here and let’s be together,” I said.
”No, I can’t. Taking a male’s purity is too bold. It is not allowed!”
It was not just her body that drew her in.
My feelings and words affected women. A man who accepted them this kindly was not normal.
Even as a joke, if I said I hated her, the words would turn into a rusty knife and pierce her heart. That was what made a male.
Our words shook a woman’s heart and soul directly. It seemed like they heard with their ears, but they did not. It was almost like a curse or mystery.
That was why women kept suffering. We might let them have our heart and body on a whim. Or save them with thankful words. They could not escape their attachment to males. They depended, loved, hated, wore out, grew tired, hated everything, and left once. But still, they could not throw away their feelings for a male.
”My task. The people in town. Yes… I have an important mission,” she said.
She closed her eyes tight and spoke in a small voice, like she was biting down on the words. She was confused and did not understand what was happening to her own body. She had not even noticed her disguise was gone.
”Hey. If you wait, I’ll spill my seed on the floor alone,” I said.
I slowly touched my own private part.
”Wait!! Stop, don’t waste it!”
”Then come here. Take it,” I said.
I gave a gentle smile. I put on a face that said sorry for the mean words.
The fresh, full body of a grown woman swayed toward me. Like a moth drawn to a light.
I caught her gently.
”It’s okay. You were brave to come,” I said.
”Ah. My body won’t listen. I’m different. I have to take you back for my task. Everyone is waiting.”
”Forget all that. Let’s feel good together,” I said.
Then I stroked her black hair.
”Let’s forget everything. All the hard things in this world.”
For the first time in a while, I tried to love like a man. The way I caressed an important lover in my past life. I had no chance to do foreplay with women before. Their bodies got ready on their own.
But as a last reason, she had taken my clothes.
”At least… this is fine,” she said.
She threw them behind a big shelf in the warehouse.
Now I had no clothes, so I could not escape when she looked away. That was what she thought, anyway.
I felt no shame at all about walking the hallway naked in front of the town people. A normal male might kill himself from shame or execute anyone who saw. But I did not care. Even if a crowd of excited women stared at my body, it was fine.
This person hates me. Whether she plans to kidnap me or get revenge, she probably thinks it would be a waste not to sleep with a male at least once. This woman can no longer escape from me.
”This is a male’s… so cute, so pure, so dear…”
My lower body was already hard. White, long fingers wrapped around it.
”Please don’t stare too much, it’s embarrassing… but today it’s okay. Can we do it for real?” I asked.
I looked up at her with eyes I tried hard to make soft.
As good manners, the woman on top is the normal way in this world. She rides, takes in the penis, and moves until the seed comes out. That is the right way.
”Y-yes. For real, I can take it. Such a small one… I will…”
”Is this your first time?”
”Y-yes, it is. So what!?”
”Well, I just thought it makes sense. Then we both graduate together.”
This person has lost her reason. She forgets what information she can leak to me or her role as Trash-san. Her own arms and legs must look very different now, but she does not notice even when she sees them.
I put my favor into a smile. A proud male said something he would never say to an Imperial Guard.
”Thank you. Our status is different, but I’m glad we can share the same feelings.”
At that moment, a lot of liquid poured from her female parts. It was wet and messy with a slight fishy smell, but at the same time it had a sweet scent that made me want to breathe it deep into my nose.
”Then I’ll lie on my back on the tatami,” I said.
”Y-yes… hurry… hurry!”
”Do what you like.”
”…Nnh.”
Suddenly she took my lips.
”…Puh, ha.”
A body rich with curves like a goddess of fertility covered me. It was such a good body, yet her face had the cool imbalance of a fox or an unfriendly cat.
I felt wet, hot liquid at the tip of my hardness. Two big lumps of fat hung in front of my eyes. As a joke, the karakasa woman shook hard from nerves. The pink tips jumped like they were alive. They were so big that I could not see where we would join.
There was a little resistance, and the rod part of me felt heat.
”Ah. No. Ah, ah.”
”Don’t rush. It’s okay,” I said.
”…Hurry. Uh…”
The tip went slowly inside. I felt a sticky sensation.
”It’s okay. You’re fine. Good girl,” I said.
”Hurry. Put more in! Hurry… ah.”
Little by little, I moved forward. I took many seconds for each centimeter, sinking in bit by bit. Her inner walls welcomed me.
”Nn, nnh…”
It simply felt good. The tight wrap felt like a futon hugging me.
”Come on, show me your face.”
Sweat dripped from the karakasa woman’s thin chin. It fell beside my ear.
The karakasa woman turned to me. Her nose and cheeks were bright red. She squeezed her eyelids almost shut.
It was an expression that really looked like it felt good. Her lips trembled as she bit them. Depending on the moment, it seemed like she held back pain. It was the face of an animal when I combed it with my fingers.
In truth, we did the opposite. But it looked like she bore the pain of giving birth to a baby.
”Ah, uh. It feels good when I pull back… ah, ah. Young Master… ah…”
I pulled my hips back a little and joined our lips. The thin membrane-like flesh of her vagina stretched with me.
My mucous membrane and hers stuck perfectly together like friends. The ends of our nerves rubbed each other. We pressed close and both felt good.
”Ah. Kuh… ah, ah…”
After the vagina and penis rubbed a few times, a warm comfort grew around my hips. But she seemed to feel it tens of times more than me. She shook and let tears fall.
Yes. She was crying. She still kept her eyes closed and held back her voice the whole time. If someone came, it would end. If her moans carried past the door and called people, this time would stop.
”I never thought a man would do this for me. Am I dreaming?” the karakasa woman said.
She dropped tears onto my chest.
”I’ve only put in a little so far,” I said.
”And this is the pleasure? Ah. Auh… I can’t believe it…”
”Can I go a bit deeper into your stomach?”
”O-of course.”
We stopped moving back and forth in the shallow part inside her stomach.
She slowly lowered her hips. With a soft, fluffy feeling, we licked each other’s mouths and looked close into each other’s eyes.
She seemed to know this situation was strange now. But like someone with heat stroke, she could not stop moving her hips up and down.
Mysterious brown eyes. This psionic user who tried to kill everyone so cruelly showed no hate toward me at all. Even after her friends were killed, when she saw me in person, she could not bring herself to hate a male.
It was working. This sex was working very well.
If I kept being gentle like this, I could hold her back and find an opening.
”I’ll give you the baby stuff soon,” I said.
”Uh, uuh. For someone like me to be treated so kindly… even sweet words during sex.”
”Don’t cry. It makes me sad too,” I said.
With my free hand, I wiped her tears. Normal male sex is like work. They get a sour face and maybe two or three words. Being called by name is a treat. Even so, for the women it becomes a dear memory for life.
Then her tongue slipped out a little. She licked the finger that wiped her tears with love.
The karakasa woman’s mouth formed a smile.
”I thought I would never join with a man. No man would sleep with a lowly ape who copies people,” she said.
I felt a light guilt.
But I moved my hips forward bit by bit. She rose gently from below and let out silent screams as she lost control. My small body was held tight, like she asked for help.
I stroked her white back from the front.
”It hurts,” I said.
”Ah!! Auh, this… ah.”
She cried as she bore the pleasure from where we joined. Sticky fluid dripped from between her legs like a broken faucet. Her thighs were sticky, and thin pink blood stained them. It was the blood of her first time. The karakasa woman was a virgin. Psionic users often delay childbirth to use their active years well.
”It feels good. I want us to stay joined like this forever,” I said.
”…Ah. Please forgive me. I can’t take more kindness.”
”Don’t say strange things. You’ll be with Trash-san from now on,” I said.
”I’m different. Ah, uu. That’s not it… I’m not her.”
I treated her as gently as something fragile. I felt like a drug that drove people’s nerves mad. Every place I touched was sweet poison for her. Women break because of males.
”Nn, nnh, nn…”
The karakasa woman lifted her upper body a little, sealed my lips with hers, linked both hands like lovers, and we joined deeper.
There was no big movement. We just enjoyed each other’s feelings and calmed the mad pleasure from our lower bodies. We rocked a little and enjoyed the rub.
Like stroking a baby’s cheek makes it happy, I gently rubbed her first womb.
”Hang in there. I’ll come soon too,” I said.
”Please. I will treasure it for life. I’ll have many babies too.”
Tears kept falling from her narrow eyes.
”I can’t stand something this wonderful.”
Her tears that reached my face flowed and made stains on the dusty tatami. There was something sticky like snot too. For a moment, a shadow of disgust appeared. No matter what, males feel a natural dislike for women’s bodies. Even during sex, if snot touched them, a normal male would push her away.
I licked it up so she could see. I rolled it on my tongue on purpose.
It felt like the stringy part of a raw egg.
”It’s okay. Nothing is dirty. Let’s feel good together. I’m really glad you’re with me. Thank you,” I said.
”I’m different. I’m your… ah, ah…”
”What’s different?”
”Nn, ah…”
A little bloody smell mixed with hot, sweet steam like ripe fruit.
It was like the uncanny valley had taken the shape of a woman. Bit by bit, her belly sucked up my pre-seed with desperate little sounds.
The karakasa woman whispered in my ear while crying.
”I’m happy. Cute one. Please let me hold you.”
She did not wait for an answer. She pressed her hard nipples against me. Her thick thighs wrapped around my legs.
We stopped the riding position and lay on our sides on the dry tatami, holding each other. We kissed, wrapped in her white body.
It was like two slugs mating. Her skin was hot enough to burn.
I had to make her faint. If I came first, I could not escape when she looked away. So I had to hold back. But my lower body was ready to spill even if I tried to stop it.
”I’ll move faster now. Sorry, I’m too happy to stop,” she said.
”That’s fine. Move however you want.”
”Nn, ah… Sorry. Sorry this woman is your first.”
”It’s okay. I’m happy too,” I said.
She moved back and forth without holding back, making wet sounds. Our eyes met for a moment as she pleased herself.
I gave a quiet, modest smile. I decided to accept her.
”I’m coming now.”
Guilt, regret, and love all mixed in her eyes.
”Uku. Ah, nn… I can’t… no more.”
Mystery connected us. Our feelings clashed yet matched. We both lost control at the same time. My hips pulsed.
Seed spilled inside her with a splash.
Our sex parts kept moving. Again and again, with wet sounds, I poured out my seed. The karakasa woman’s grown vagina gently took my desire. White semen painted her insides, and her thoughts turned white too.
”Inside me. I’m glad,” she said.
Her womanly voice was wet and soft. It was calm and full of love. I listened and spilled one last time.
My heart thumped. Each pulse sent thick liquid inside. The big spurts ended, and I twitched slowly inside her many times. We felt those small movements.
”It’s coming out well. Can you tell?”
”I can. You gave me your seed inside… It’s true, not a lie. I can’t believe you let me overlap skin so kindly,” she said.
”Thank you for taking it all. I’m really glad.”
”Me too. Really glad. Thank you.”
Like a new baby’s heart starting to beat, the seed inside her seemed to pulse with my hips.
Enemy or hated person, it did not matter. Any womb does its job without knowing the story. It jumped again and again as she filled up. The slit in her flesh shook with joy and was fully stained. We joined inside her with no space between.
Then we went quiet. A few minutes or a few seconds, we caught our rough breaths. I thought there might be no calmer time than this.
The karakasa woman sobbed without hiding it anymore.
”You’re not Trash-san, right? What were you going to do with me…”
”Please. Don’t say anything.”
”But…”
”Let me stay happy just for now,” she said.
She held me tight and hid her face. I felt her shoulders shake. Even without seeing, I knew she closed her eyes and cried. Her nose sniffled a little, though it was hard to hear.
The karakasa woman had long noticed her situation. Even after I knew she was fake, she could not stop herself from joining with me.
”If I’m going to die anyway, I want a little more time like this.”
”…Okay.”
The terminal in my clothes stayed connected to Maggot-san. If the town people were trying to save me and already biting at it, they shared what happened. She threw my clothes far away, so they missed our sounds. But I had bought a lot of time.
In a way, we were fair. I truly feared this woman, and she took a big risk to be here too.
Using psionic power to pretend to be someone else and kidnap a male broke the world’s war rules. It was a great crime. She also gave in to my temptation and touched a male before marriage.
If caught, her head on a spike was almost sure. She mentioned her task earlier. If Isumi town gave that order, the town was finished. No surrender would be allowed. Nearby areas would hate them and destroy the town.
Soon we had to end this gentle time. We were enemies. I feared her calming down or losing control. If she gave up here, it would be trouble.
I licked her sweaty skin to slip from her arms.
”Hii!?”
Salty. A little bitter. A woman’s strong scent stuck to my nose.
The karakasa woman smelled a bit of sweat. Maybe because I was young and did not smell much yet, it stood out.
”Nn, nn. Nn.”
”Ah, um. Stop. I’m not clean,” she said.
”Too late for that. Then let go.”
I licked her like a dog many times, and she stopped clinging. We were sticky with sweat. The scent of semen and love juice filled my nose.
”Now I’ll do it. Did you know humans feel better from behind? Animals all do,” I said.
”…Ah. Eh? Why… even though you know I’m fake.”
I ignored her words and touched her body.
I turned her wet body face down. I pressed the tip of my penis to the hole where white seed dripped.
It went in with a squish.
Her red flesh lips changed shape. I slowly pushed the opening inside her vagina and added a little force. There was some resistance, but her messy vagina swallowed my tip. Then I stopped.
”Hi. Aah!! Uh… uu…”
The karakasa woman finally made a sound like a startled animal. It was too sudden.
”Don’t think hard things. It feels good. Let’s do more,” I said.
I pushed my hips deep, grabbed her soft waist, and rubbed hard against her. I moved back and forth while joined.
”Sorry. Really sorry,” she said.
”You like it, so be quiet,” I said.
”I’ll never forget today even if I die. They called me a dirty ape copy. But I’m glad I lived.”
”Forget those mean words.”
”Happy, so happy…! Nn, nn… nn. More…”
Would she faint quietly like this?
I slammed into her round, meaty hips again and again. Each trip brought a sweet voice. Moans mixed with sweat and filled the dark room. In the dusty light of the warehouse, we stayed joined.
I had come once and calmed a little, but she kept climbing higher and higher.
”I’m happy, mother. I’m happy…”
The karakasa woman repeated the same words like she lost her mind, crying.
I learned her name. By coming inside, she entered my mind’s list.
Satomi Neiko. That was the real name of this woman with changing psionic power. A family name meant noble birth. It was rare for her to take the Oath of Fealty Ritual.
She was the enemy who had captured and tortured Trash-san and others. Now she cried like a child while I thrust into her.
”Please. Just a little more. Stay joined even a bit.”
”Okay. Let’s stay like this as long as you want,” I said.
”I wish this time never ended. Ah, aah. Ah. Ah…”
”It’s okay. I said we’d stay together forever, right?”
”Uuuu…”
I could not see it, but beyond her smooth back and black hair, she bit back her words. Somehow, this person no longer understood even herself.
”No… no!!”
”What happened to the real Trash-san and Flatty-chan? Where is Natsume-san? Where is everyone?” I asked.
”Ah, aah! Stop… ah…”
”Tell me what you did to the three of them. Please.”
Splash.
Thump. Thump… thump…
”…Nn…!! …!”
”Be quiet. I’m coming again now.”
I pushed her down onto the tatami and kept pouring my semen into her. It was like an animal hurting a female to calm her, then forcing her on the ground.
I almost wanted to let my anger out on her. I wanted to choke her neck, threaten her, and make her lead me to Trash-san and the others. But I had no strength for that.
The small lips wrapped around the base of my penis shook like she gave up. They trembled, covered in semen, love juice, and blood. The thin folds of flesh quivered.
I myself was confused by sadness, anger, and pity for her.
”Guess I can’t make her faint completely…”
She was not fully out. But with her cheek on the tatami, she stared blankly with a limp face. Her strength was gone. Her arms and legs hung loose. Her whole body shone like a soft sea creature and burned hot enough to steam.
She could not come down from the peak of happiness and pleasure. Her female parts dripped semen and twitched.
”But I caught you now. You can’t escape anymore.”
She did not know about my psionic power. For the next twenty-four hours, I could watch her freely anytime.
I headed for the door without wiping my body. I did not put on clothes. If the women outside saw me, my shame would spread. But I could not let pride cause more harm.
This karakasa woman had killed one person to get here. She would probably kill more if needed to kidnap me. For a moment, I felt we connected, but that feeling had to be thrown away.
Once caught, she would… Enough. I would leave this room without any feelings.
Notes:
• Satomi Neiko – Enemy psionic user from Isumi Town. Voluptuous body, fox-like face, shoulder-length black hair. Carries “karakasa” (paper umbrella). Disguised as Trash-san earlier.
• Natsume – A female companion and younger sister of Kaede-san, cared for by Kaede-san during their journey through the dangerous valley, at risk of infection from the parasitic creatures.
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