Mitsuhide: “I just kissed my sweet wife… I do not think I am mistaken.”
His eyes crinkled as he cupped my face in his hands. Mitsuhide’s thumb brushed along my lips…
Mitsuhide: “...I will not let you go today.”
His rich voice reverberates as he continues to trace with the pad of his finger. His passionate eyes remain fixed on mine, and my heart began to beat loudly through my chest.
MC: “If we’re not going back… What do you plan to do?”
I quickly hide my displeasure and ask Mitsuhide-san.
Mitsuhide: “Why does it matter? We only have one night as husband and wife. I will fulfill your requests for as long as this lasts.”
(That’s… Is this Mitsuhide-san’s way of thanking me?)
I couldn’t help but feel sad.
Mitsuhide: “[MC]...?”
He peered at my face when I grew quiet… I suddenly hugged Mitsuhide-san.
Mitsuhide: “!”
MC: “...If we are married today, then let me fulfill Mitsuhide-san’s wishes, too. I don’t want to be toyed with. That’s why...Please tell me what you want.”
Mitsuhide: “I see… What I want, huh?”
Mitsuhide leaned in to whisper into my ear…
Mitsuhide: “Then… I won’t hold back, if that’s the case.”
A sweet, inviting voice flowed into my ears and all over my body.
…………
……
We went to a nearby inn, and rented a room. The quiet, gloomy room is tense with just us two here.
(Afterall… What is he going to do?)
I looked over at Mitsuhide-san… A pair of pillows were set next to me drawing my gaze over to them.
(What should I do?... There’s only one futon…)
Mitsuhide: “...[MC].”
MC: “Y-Yes!”
Mitsuhide: “Haha…”
Mitsuhide-san laughs.
Mitsuhide: “Your voice is trembling.”
MC: “! That’s…”
Mitsuhide: If you’re so alert, doesn’t it make you want to be more mean?
MC: “…”
I know he’s teasing me, but that’s actually pretty hot.
MC: “What do you mean?”
The tension has risen high, there is no coming back from it.
Mitsuhide: “It’s not good that your reaction is pretty cute.”
A silhouette approached me as his words sunk in quickly.
Mitsuhide: “Now, what’s the matter?”
(Ah…)
One moment, there was a slender hand next to my face, the next, I was pushed against the wall. Mitsuhide-san peered at me as I lost my escape in the dim light.
MC: “Um…!”
Mitsuhide: “What is it?”
MC: “Wha- What are you going to do?”
Mitsuhide: “Let’s see… I want you to sleep well tonight.”
While saying so, Mitsuhide-san slides his finger down my chest.
(This is Mitsuhide-san’s wish…!?)
MC: “Mi-Mitsuhide-san…!”
My voice quickly rises—
Mitsuhide: “First, I have to remove this obi.”
His fingers slide smoothly down grabbing ahold of the obi.
MC: “What are you doing!?”
Mitsuhide: “Taking the obi off.”
The obijime is removed noisily.
MC: “ P-Please wait…!”
(Even if we’re pretending… Seriously?)
Unsure of what to do, I’m on the verge of a panic attack when Mitsuhide-san suddenly stops. And then…
Mitsuhide: “Are you planning to sleep binded like this?”
MC: “Eh?”
Mitsuhide: “If you stay like this, you won’t be able to sleep because of the pain.”
Mitsuhide’s lips were relaxed in a cool smile.
(...That’s what he meant.)
I notice my misunderstanding, and my face burns more and more with embarrassment.
Mitsuhide: “If there’s something else you’d like for me to do, that’s fine.”
MC: “T-That’s not what I meant! Besides, I can loosen an obi by myself.”
Mitsuhide: “I see.”
Mitsuhide-san cleared his throat and removed his hand from me.
Mitsuhide: “Well, let’s stop here, and go to bed.”
(Really!?)
As he said this, Mitsuhide-san went ahead and slid inside the quilt.
Mitsuhide: “You get in, too.”
(Seriously…)
I heave a big sigh of relief feeling bitter and complicated, as well. When I got my obi loosened, I laid down next to Mitsuhide-san.
Mitsuhide: “......”
(If Mitsuhide-san wishes it… I think it’s fine for today… I can’t sleep with you… I don’t know what to do.)
I can’t see the next door, and time quietly passes. Even if we are not touching each other, I can feel Mitsuhide-san’s warmth…
(What? ...It’s embarrassing, but I feel very safe next to Mitsuhide-san.)
Mitsuhide: “[MC].”
MC: “...Yes?”
His voice calls out, and I gently turn to face Mitsuhide-san.
Mitsuhide: “...It may have been a mess for you. It wasn’t a bad day for me.”
MC: “I was surprised, but it was fun for me, too. ...Ah.”
In the midst of answering, I am held by an arm and pressed against his chest. I felt the warmth of my face and body.
MC: “Mi-Mitsuhide-san?”
Mitsuhide: “...... Goodnight, [MC].”
After smiling gently, Mitsuhide-san pats my back.
(Eh? This is…)
I don’t feel embarrassed as he puts me to sleep like a child.
Mitsuhide: “...Sleep well.”
(What… In the end, I’m just nervous.)
However, it’s pleasant to feel my back being stroked by a large hand… Gradually, I’m lured into slumber.
(I’m certain those who can become this person’s wife...while it may be hard dealing with his teasing, if they can spend every night like this, I wonder if they’ll be happy…)
I close my eyes as this thought runs through my head. Wrapped in gentle warmth, I slipped into a deep and peaceful dream.
