Chapter 19 Moon Viewing
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
When I returned to the dormitory, I found myself lost in thought.
How long does it take for a person’s body odor to reach its limit? I suppose that line shifts depending on one’s country or culture, but for me, the moment a sour note creeps in, it’s over. That sharp scent comes from oxidized oils—sebum and other residues breaking down. It isn’t rot, exactly, but people have evolved to feel repulsed by it, a small biological warning to steer clear of possible contagion.
I was thinking about that because my beloved doll, Yukari-san, had become rather… ripe over the past two days. Hardly her fault, of course. We’d been through constant, sweaty “exercise” without any chance to bathe. By the third day of survival mode, the odor had grown stronger—a smell no girl should ever carry.
”Yukari-san, this is getting bad,” I said. “You smell like old pickles.”
”It can’t be helped,” she muttered, face flushed. “Your Imperial Guard never leaves the dorm. And the only water source is always occupied… ugh, I can’t believe I’m being told this by a boy.”
I leaned closer. “Sniff, sniff… wow.”
”Stop smelling me!” she cried, mortified.
Yukari-san was hiding inside the wardrobe, weeping softly. When I opened the doors, a stale, trapped smell hit me—like unsealing a forgotten lunchbox turned monster in the back of a fridge. Her hair was limp, her skin dull and dry, and just looking at her filled me with a strange sadness.
Even so, her face and figure were as perfect as ever. If anything, the contrast made her even more enticing. Beauty, after all, has little to do with scent.
Still, I needed to find a way to make this beautiful girl usable again.
”Partners should always be cleaned properly after use,” I said. “Leaving them unattended is like letting kitchen waste rot.”
”What are you talking about? Just—stay away, all right? I’ll wipe myself down when I get a chance to sneak into the toilet.”
Blushing furiously, she eyed me like I might pounce at any second. Apparently, she’d been wetting her handkerchief with the toilet’s stored water to wipe herself clean. It was an earnest attempt, though barely effective—and, if I was honest, entirely my fault.
”You’d get cleaner if you used more water,” I pointed out.
”I know, but I can’t flush too boldly when you’re gone,” she said.
”Right… the sound would give you away.”
Our toilet didn’t even have a faucet. This world hadn’t reached that level of plumbing. The tank sat high up on the wall, old-fashioned rural style, so she had to scoop from the reservoir itself. Too much water use while I was away could run it dry or spill into the drains, which we couldn’t risk.
She could survive like this, sure—but seeing her embarrassed and near tears stirred something in me. Truth be told, I wanted her again tonight.
”Okay,” I said. “Let me handle this.”
”Handle it? …Fine. I trust you,” she sighed. “But don’t push yourself for my sake.”
”I’ll be fine. Just wait here.”
I left the building and called out, “Hey!”
The Imperial Guards were gathered in front of their quarters, deep in gossip. Even the clerical staff had joined in, their conversation animated.
”So, about the young master…”
”He collapsed on the training field. Never complains, but it must have been hard on him.”
”Oh, that’s terrible… my heart aches just thinking about it.”
”Unforgivable! That Inubou brat—no, the women who raised him! Teaching a boy to mock our young master like that!”
”I’m heading into the dungeon right now,” one shouted. “If I bring back treasure, that’ll show them!”
”Don’t be reckless! You won’t get permission.”
”Like I care! If I bring something valuable, no one will stop me!”
”Ah—young master!”
They turned as I approached. The whole group of older-sisterly Guards rushed toward me, surrounding me with worried faces. It had been a while since I’d seen almost all of them together.
It seemed they’d all learned how I’d been treated at school—teased and humiliated during lessons. My training officer, Cult Slut-san, looked especially shaken.
”You were… crying?” she asked softly.
”What?” I touched my cheek. There was a faint trace of moisture.
Had I really been crying without noticing? No—it was just the sting of Yukari-san’s pungent scent lingering near my eyes.
”No, it’s nothing,” I said quickly. “Don’t worry about it.”
She didn’t believe me. Kneeling before me, she reached out, then froze mid-motion, trembling. Having spent time with her, I could read the conflict in her eyes—what she wanted to do, and why she couldn’t.
”It’s all right,” I said gently. “You can hug me if you want.”
”I’m a failure as an Imperial Guard,” she murmured. “This is… zero points.”
”There, there,” I said, patting her back. “Even adults have rough days. You can lean on someone sometimes.”
Life goes on, even after scoring zero. If anything, I wished she’d stay like this until morning.
As she embraced me, I stroked her head and back in slow, reassuring rhythm.
”Young Master,” another said, voice thick with sorrow. “You’ve endured so much…”
”To think someone so kind could be treated that way—how cruel.”
”Ugh, she gets to hug him again? Not fair!”
…It was awkward, honestly, being pitied for something that hadn’t bothered me much.
Lately, my life had been good. Even Dora’s teasing didn’t get to me; if anything, I saw it as motivation. Being clumsy at physical training was just another challenge to work through. But my Guards were steeped in grief and anger, hurting on my behalf.
I didn’t like that heavy mood, so I decided to change it.
”Hey now,” I said. “When people act out of despair, they usually make bad choices. We just have to endure a little longer. I knew I’d get picked on when I started school.”
”But still, young master—”
”That’s why,” I interrupted with a smile, “I want to ask you all for a small favor. Think of it as stress relief.”
”At your command!” declared Sow-san, springing to her feet with a sharp expression. “We’ll fulfill any wish, even at the cost of our lives!”
While still holding Cult Slut-san, I nodded. “This might be a bit of work, but…”
Later that night, Yukari-san peeked nervously out the dorm’s back door.
”Hey,” she whispered. “You’re sure this is okay?”
”Relax,” I said. “No one’s watching.”
Dinner was long over; the night had settled deep and quiet. The world around us was so dark that even a few steps apart, we could barely see each other’s faces.
I motioned her closer. She hesitated, glancing left and right, her delicate face twitching with anxiety as she checked for any witnesses.
She stepped out carrying only a single towel, pressing it against her front to hide herself. Every movement made her firm breasts and soft hips quiver in the moonlight.
Crouching like a thief, she followed close behind me.
”I still can’t believe this,” she whispered. “A man, taking a Goemon bath outdoors? In the dormitory courtyard, of all places.”
”Is it really that strange?” I asked.
”It’s unheard of. Men aren’t supposed to show their bare skin outdoors. The Imperial Guard dorm is right next door—what if someone sees you?”
”Don’t worry,” I said with confidence. “I made sure everything’s taken care of.”
”…So you and the Imperial Guard actually trust each other. I can’t imagine that happening where I’m from.”
That was right. I’d asked the Guards to build me a Goemon-style outdoor bath.
It felt wasteful to fill up the big indoor tub every day, and being cooped up inside all the time was starting to wear on me. After a bit of convincing, they agreed. Of course, my real motives were anything but pure.
Under the open night sky, bathing would feel amazing—and I’d finally be able to wash Yukari-san properly. Two birds with one stone: stress and grime, gone.
When I sincerely asked not to be spied on, the Guards took it to heart. They sealed off the entire courtyard from outside eyes—including their own. No one could see in now.
Which meant… an open-air bath all to ourselves.
I was already naked, and Yukari-san, trying not to look directly at me, glanced over with a blush. She was adorable.
”Wow,” I said, grinning. “They actually built it perfectly.”
”…They really did,” she murmured.
The Goemon bath gleamed—a proper drum-can design. I hadn’t expected to find such things in this world. Apparently, they existed here for limited industrial use, though nothing like petroleum transport.
Two barrels steamed side by side, filled to the brim with hot water—one for bathing, one for refilling. The Guards, being cautious, had extinguished the fire and gone with this setup instead.
A large wooden grate was laid at the base to stand or wash on, and a few logs nearby held soaps, brushes, and folded cloths.
”Come on, sit here,” I said.
”H-hey! I can walk by myself!”
I circled behind her and gently pressed her waist. Her round, supple backside was right in front of me, and my body reacted instantly. The urge to take her right there was almost unbearable.
But I held back. I wanted to enjoy her when she was clean—pure, fresh, and glowing. Right now, the “flavor” was too strong.
”All right,” I said softly. “Let me pour the water.”
”N-no need—don’t make a boy do—wah!”
Ignoring her protests, I scooped up water and poured it over her shoulders.
”Let’s start with your hair,” I said.
”Ah… ahh…”
Warm water streamed down her back, cloudy as it ran off and drained through the slats beneath our feet. I combed my fingers through her wet hair, gently untangling the strands.
When I use something, I clean it myself. That’s my rule.
”Okay, scrub-scrub,” I said lightly. “Close your eyes.”
”Ahh… that feels… so good. Even royalty doesn’t get treatment like this…”
”Any itchy spots?”
”I can’t believe this… a boy is washing my hair with his hands…”
She sounded almost delirious, lost in sensation, as I rinsed and washed her hair twice.
Then I stood and lathered soap over my own body, pressing against her to wash hers.
By the time I finished, she was limp with bliss. I guided her into the barrel, then washed myself quickly and slipped in beside her, leaning back against her chest. Her warm breasts pressed softly against my back.
”This feels amazing,” I sighed. “Look at the stars.”
”…They’re beautiful,” she said quietly.
”It’s like camping. The crickets are loud tonight.”
”It’s autumn, after all…”
The school was surrounded by mountains, high above sea level. Only the clear, cool wind moved through the night.
No noise, no car fumes—just starlight spilling across the courtyard.
I sank lower, resting against her as if my soul were melting away. My lips dipped beneath the water, bubbles rising as I exhaled. Without a word, she reached around and pulled me back up. It almost felt like we were siblings bathing together—if not for the heat twisting in my chest.
Because what I felt was pure desire.
Not the nostalgic kind of bath shared with an older cousin, but the kind straight out of a forbidden dream.
Damn, I thought. This was supposed to be a gentle treat for her—a moment of relaxation after days of tension. But now, every fiber of me screamed to take her, right here, right now.
”Yukari-san,” I said. “Are you… excited?”
”To be honest,” she breathed, “yes. Especially when you used your body like a sponge against mine earlier. If you sold that service, people would pay their life savings.”
”Really?”
”I’m not kidding. It’s a miracle I haven’t attacked you already. You should run while you can.”
I turned around.
Under the stars, her wet skin shimmered. Her flushed cheeks glowed in the steam, and her eyes burned into me.
Her quick, uneven breaths brushed against my forehead. Steam clung to her face, each drop of condensation dissolving what was left of my reason. I looked up at her, pleading silently.
I couldn’t hold back anymore.
”Ahh—no,” she gasped. “You’re too cute… that tiny face, those little hands—don’t look at me like that, please…”
”Yukari-san, you’re fighting yourself again,” I teased. “Here!”
”W-wait, don’t wrap your arms around my neck! I’m serious—it’s dangerous! Don’t play with me!”
I hugged her slender neck, feeling the warmth of her freshly cleaned skin. Her natural scent—soft and human—filled my senses.
Our chests pressed together, heart to heart. I held her tight.
”Ah—!” she gasped.
”Did you just…?” I grinned. “So cute.”
She glared at me, blushing furiously, her face saying you’re the cute one, idiot.
The women in this world, I thought, are incredibly sensitive. Just a touch, and they tremble like teenagers on their first night.
”By the way,” I said casually, “I talked to Dora today. He thinks your mission’s going smoothly, so if we manage to escape soon, you probably won’t be fired.”
”W-what? I mean—good. That’s… good news. Thank you.”
”So tonight,” I said softly, “let’s make a memory.”
I looked at her closely.
Her twin tails were undone, her long, wet hair clinging to her shoulders. For the first time, I noticed how slender her neck was, how delicate her ears looked.
She seemed younger now, almost like a girl seeing the world for the first time—pure and unguarded.
”Let me touch you,” I whispered.
”Ah… ahh… there…”
”It’s dark… I can’t really tell where…”
”Mm… feels good…”
”Here?”
Yukari-san’s body trembled. The bathwater rippled, spilling over the rim and splashing onto the ground below.
”Haa… No, really… I can’t take it anymore. Stop, please…”
”Don’t cry. I want to finish this too, you know.”
The night was pitch-black.
With only starlight, the bottom of the drum was invisible.
I fumbled in the dark, searching for her intimate spot, but couldn’t quite find it.
The sticky, dissolved love juices clung to my fingers,
threading through the water like silk.
”This is frustrating. You’re leaving me soon, and you seem so eager… Maybe I’ll just be rough.”
”N-No! That’s not—ugh, but it’s my mission… Aaah, stop, please!”
”Then prove it to me.”
”N-No! It feels too good… Please, stop!”
”Whoa, you’re trembling so much. Found it. Sliding my finger inside now.”
Splash, splash.
Like a drowning person.
Yukari clamped her hand over her mouth, convulsing.
If she moaned, the Imperial Guards might come running.
Her face flushed red as she stifled her voice, like shielding herself from poison gas.
In the dark, only the relentless splashing echoed.
”…Nn! …Nnngh—!?”
”Hold on tight, okay?”
I used two fingers—
one teasing her clit, the other shallowly thrusting into her entrance.
The water filled with her overflowing juices.
Enough. I need to enter her now.
”But first, let’s make a memory.”
With Yukari, I hold nothing back—she’s not mine, after all. Women never betray their masters.
”Yukari-san, do you want me to stop?”
Tears in her eyes, she shook her head vigorously.
”Then let me admire the moon.”
”Th-The moon…?”
I explained the position to her, breathless.
Honestly, most girls would slap me for suggesting it.
I paused, letting her catch her breath.
This position requires holding it underwater longer.
”So… you really want to do this?”
”I do.”
”After everything you’ve done for me… I’ll try.”
”Just don’t drown, okay?”
She hesitated but steeled herself.
Then I went all in.
”By the way, how long can you hold your breath?”
”Five minutes.”
”Wow, that’s impressive.”
”Never thought Imperial Guard training would come in handy like this…”
* * *
Under the starry sky,
my erection was rock-hard.
Yukari took a deep breath and dove into the drum like a whale,
flipping upside down in the narrow space.
Her hands and feet thrashed underwater, until…
her buttocks broke the surface.
”Beautiful.”
The sky was filled with stars.
The autumn breeze whispered softly.
Cicadas chirped mournfully.
Her pure white buttocks glistened in the starlight.
Ah… I was moon-viewing now.
Between her parted cheeks,
Yukari’s most intimate place was fully exposed.
Her soft, sparsely haired mound.
Her glistening slit, still quivering from her climax.
Her thighs pressed together, the mounds squishing like pressed buns.
Even her anus was visible—
the delicate membrane, youthful and flawless.
”This… is art.”
Before I knew it, my fingers were inside her,
stirring her wetness.
”I promised not to touch you underwater, but…”
Bubbles rose from below.
The drum rocked, water spilling over.
Yet, like a sleepwalker, I gripped the rim,
mounting her buttocks.
Adjusting my position, I thrust inside.
Gravity guided me in with a squish. Her body writhed beneath me.
Incredible… I could climax just from this.
But I held back,
pumping slowly, my penis angled uncomfortably.
Even the pain felt good.
”This… is pure luxury. Maybe this is what they call elegance.”
Gurgle… gurgle…
”Thank you, Yukari-san.”
Splash.
Splash.
Splash.
I bounced on her like a balance ball.
Our hips slapped the water,
ripples spreading, water spilling over.
We were like buoys,
rocking on the waves.
”Ugh… It feels so good… I’m close.”
Gurgle… gurgle…
”Yukari-san… you’re amazing.”
I released quietly inside her.
Warm semen filled her soft depths.
As my erection softened,
I slipped out, my bent penis dripping leftover seed.
The night remained silent,
only my breathing breaking the stillness.
”Haa… That felt amazing…”
I gazed at the stars.
Their light bathed me, and I realized how cold the air was.
The chill soothed my heated body—pure bliss.
Since my reincarnation,
I’d never felt such peace.
The warm water, her soft buttocks…
The world felt kind, and I felt kind to it.
If only I could paint this moment…
Cooling down after exertion feels so good… like diving into cold water after a sauna.
”Ah… This is the perfect night.”
I drifted, lost in thought.
* * *
”Alright… I think I can go again.”
My erection had returned.
I thrust into her semen-filled entrance,
my tip mixing with her juices.
This time, I pushed harder,
letting go of the rim, gripping her buttocks, bouncing like a trampoline.
”Mm… Feels good… Mm… Heave… Heave…”
Splash.
Splash.
Splash.
Buttocks colliding.
Flesh slapping obscenely.
”Ah… Aaah… Aaaah…”
This… is perfect.
I looked up at the stars again.
Steam dissolved into the night sky,
like my semen spreading through Yukari’s universe.
”Mm… Slower… Slower…”
Squish.
Squish.
Sploosh… Sploosh…
* * *
”Phew… Thank you.”
It was serene, blissful.
The cicadas, the starry sky, the feel of her buttocks in my hands…
Everything was kind, and I was kind to everything.
Finally, Yukari’s glazed eyes surfaced.
Notes:
• Yukari – Dora’s imperial guard, the one who hide in MC’s wardrobe. Twintail.
• Dora – Antagonistic, older-looking male student with short hair, from an unnamed rural town.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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