Even though Chiyo-chan's teeth are very healthy.. it looks like the tip of her tongue has been bitten," Hara Kenji said, a natural expression of concern appearing on his face. "That's quite troublesome; it's going to be painful when she eats hot food, won't it?
"But you can rest easy." Hara Kenji's eyes curved, his gaze gradually deepening.
"As a qualified doctor, I will be responsible for my patient until the very end." His dark purple eyes stared at the bitten lower lip, almost as soon as the young man's breathing had just stabilized, he impatiently leaned in to kiss him, beginning his further treatment.
Kisaragi Chiyo turned his head, trying to escape, but his face was forcefully wrenched back by the Evil Spirit's movements, their lips pressed tightly together. A nimble tongue forced its way through the gap, greedily plundering the air and moisture from his mouth while lightly biting at the tip of his tongue, as if it intended to swallow it whole.
“Hara.. stop for a moment.” Kisaragi Chiyo really couldn't handle this high-intensity activity; his gaze was unfocused as he panted, no longer able to pay any attention to Hara Kenji's hands as they slipped beneath his yukata.
“Chiyo-chan.” Before he could even catch his breath, Hara Kenji's lips pressed against him again in a sticky embrace, though this time they didn't go any deeper, instead swirling around the outside and occasionally using sharp canines to nip at his soft lips.
"Is this enough now?" Under the other's caresses, Kisaragi Chiyo's body trembled slightly, especially when those cold hands squeezed the sensitive spot on his waist, causing his legs to go weak.
"This has already reached the point where you're taking it all back from me, with interest." Kisaragi Chiyo knew exactly why Hara Kenji was angry, so adhering to the principle of being fair to everyone, he somewhat indulged and played along with the other man's doctor game.
"Eh?" Hara Kenji drawled, his hands wandering wildly beneath the clothes, as if he wanted to examine every other part of his body as well.
Can't Chiyo-chan hold on any longer?
You were just doing other things with Little Jinpei a moment ago, weren't you?" Hara Kenji said, affectionately kissing his ear. "I want Chiyo-chan's help too.
Kisaragi Chiyo: ".."
"There's another glove, isn't there?" Hara Kenji said nonchalantly, directing the tentacles to release Kisaragi Chiyo's hands. His lips trailed down from her ear, making their way toward her most beloved neck.
You still remember what we learned in class just now, don't you?" Hara Kenji let out a low chuckle. "Then how about I help Kisaragi-kun consolidate his studies a bit?
First, let me say one thing.
"When it comes to me, it's okay to use a little more force," Hara Kenji said, leaning his body over her.
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It was completely excessive; this was the only thought left in Kisaragi Chiyo's mind.
His gaze was unfocused, staring blankly in the direction of Hara Kenji, while his lips and the tip of his tongue had become numb from being sucked, completely losing all sensation.
The young man slumped weakly in the Evil Spirit's embrace, allowing the other to leave marks upon his body.
When the tip of the soft tentacle lightly brushed against his lips, Kisaragi Chiyo didn't even resist.
He subconsciously thought it was Hara Kenji kissing him again, but only when his mouth was filled did Kisaragi Chiyo realize something was wrong.
But it was already too late.
"Does it feel good, Chiyo-chan?" Hara Kenji bit the ear of the young man in his arms, his hands wandering over the other's body. In the midst of their playfulness, the yukata had already become loose and disheveled.
"You love this feeling, don't you?" Hara Kenji had never forgotten what he had said at the very beginning; he pulled the youth's legs apart and gently grasped them.
"Kisaragi is looking at me." Hara Kenji pressed his forehead against the young man's.
Now, answer my question." Hara Kenji flashed a smile. "Did I make you enjoy it?
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Author's Note: It looks like forced love, but in reality, both sides are enjoying it: -D
(It was locked immediately after being put into the storage box, so this chapter is being released early; subsequent chapters will follow the regular schedule, updating every other day at 9:00 PM)
Thank you for your support, my little angels! Mwah! 030
Chapter 66
Everything felt like a trance, a hallucination of being adrift amidst the clouds. Under the excessive stimulation, the brain continuously received trembling waves of pleasure, consciousness drifted further and further away, until, at the peak of destruction, it turned into a complete blank.
..
Kisaragi Chiyo opened her eyes, her body sinking into the soft mattress. Her fingertips twitched, a warm, furry sensation came from beside her; everything seemed no different from any other morning in the past.
Aside from his lips still feeling slightly numb and his throat being deathly parched, as if he had overexerted himself last night, he opened his mouth, his voice carrying a faint, almost imperceptible raspiness.
That's really terrible.
Kisaragi Chiyo, whose brain had completely cleared, slowly closed his eyes. He raised his hands, using his arms to shield his eyes, while his ears, hidden amidst his raven-colored hair, flushed red from his belated sense of shame.
To be toyed with to the point of losing consciousness just from simple touch.. this was absolutely the alcohol's fault! It was the alcohol that made his body so sensitive, it was precisely because of the alcohol that he had cooperated with such a vulgar role-playing game twice in a row.
Kisaragi Chiyo felt her cheeks burning slightly again, but she maintained a calm expression and slowly tucked her head under the covers.
At this moment, sleeping to his left was a Bernese Mountain Dog, lying sprawled out and making soft snoring sounds. Its massive body occupied more than half of the bed, looking like a giant slab of chocolate honey toast.
And on the pillow to the right, the cow-patterned cat lay on its side with its limbs stretched out naturally, its pink paw pads peeking out from beneath white sheriff gloves. Because of its fluffy fur, its neck was almost invisible, but fortunately, the cat didn't have a double chin.
Since he still hasn't woken up, I'll sleep for a little longer..
After that thought occurred, sleepiness soon washed over him. Kisaragi Chiyo's eyelids began to droop uncontrollably. He wrapped his entire body in the warm covers and, urged by the exhaustion that had not yet fully dissipated from the previous night, soon fell into a deep sleep once again.
*
By the time she woke up, she was the only one left in the bed.
The rain outside the window fell in a steady drizzle, making a rapid and noisy sound. The air was filled with a damp, cold scent, making Kisaragi Chiyo want to stay under the covers even more.
Winter must be approaching, right?
Kisaragi Chiyo half-closed his eyes, wrapping the quilt around himself as he sat up from his lying position. It was only then that he realized the dark yukata he had originally been wearing had been changed, it likely wasn't Matsuda Jinpei who had done it.
As for who it actually was? Kisaragi Chiyo wasn't curious. In his view, there wasn't much difference between a cat and a dog; perhaps when he stripped off his clothes to check, he would find some ambiguous, unexpected marks left on a patch of his skin.
Ah.. come to think of it, it seems both cats and dogs have the habit of marking their territory.
Just as Kisaragi Chiyo's thoughts began to wander aimlessly, the door clicked open as someone pushed it from the outside. Matsuda Jinpei and Hara Kenji walked into the room one after the other; one was frowning, while the other was smiling, looking no different from usual.
"What happened?" Kisaragi Chiyo looked up, asking the two who had returned in a languid tone.
"There's been an accident." Matsuda Jinpei didn't look very happy; his expression was somewhat serious, but his face softened slightly when he saw Kisaragi Chiyo.
Do you remember those tourists who went missing, the ones hidden away by the monsters?
Matsuda Jinpei pulled over a chair and sat down beside her. He was wearing a dark gray jacket with a sharp cut today, which, combined with his striking and slightly sharp facial features, made him look somewhat like a cold, aristocratic young man when he pursed his lips, making Kisaragi Chiyo feel it.
In short, his presence and his looks were quite intimidating.
"Of course I remember." Kisaragi Chiyo's half-lidded eyes opened fully upon hearing this topic. The hair on his forehead was somewhat messy; the ends were unkempt, pressed down during sleep and now curling up in a casual arc.
And those heterochromatic eyes were now fully exposed without reservation. His gaze was somewhat cold as he looked over, but his fair neck still bore lingering, ambiguous marks that contradicted his expression.
"There are six people in total, including Kamiko Tomomi." Kisaragi Chiyo remembered yesterday very clearly—specifically, everything that happened before the intoxication set in.
"Did something happen?" Kisaragi Chiyo's voice carried a slight raspiness. Upon hearing what Kisaragi-kun had said, Hara Kenji, acting as the primary suspect dog, revealed a guilty expression on the side.
That culprit who controls the yokai doesn't have the courage to kill. Even when committing evil acts, he only dares to target female groups who appear more vulnerable; even women who are slightly taller are excluded from his targets.
Kisaragi Chiyo let out a cold laugh. As he spoke, one of his eyebrows twitched upward slightly, a look of mockery and contempt appeared in his narrow, willow-leaf eyes.
It seemed that he really disliked that criminal.
Deliberately discarding a missing person's backpack and other belongings just to make the police believe they've been killed, so that the search would be abandoned.. which means, everyone should still be alive.
Kisaragi Chiyo looked directly at Matsuda Jinpei and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen? Is someone dead?"
".." Matsuda Jinpei was silent for a moment, then nodded. The moment his teal eyes met Kisaragi Chiyo's gaze, they inexplicably flickered away, as if the other person had done something wrong to him.
Thinking of this, Kisaragi Chiyo couldn't help but sneer. If Matsuda Jinpei felt guilty about what he did to him last night, then it was far too late for that.
One had to realize that between the two of them last night, he was the only one who had been drinking, so Matsuda Jinpei's behavior couldn't be excused as being drunk or anything like that.
"Actually.. in the end, the person was saved." Matsuda Jinpei cleared his throat awkwardly, his gaze drifting toward Hara Kenji, who was watching the scene unfold. He repeatedly used his eyes to signal the other man to explain things to Kisaragi Chiyo, after all, he shared some of the responsibility for that matter.
Receiving the look from Matsuda Jinpei, Hara Kenji dropped his bystander attitude, his eyes crinkling into a beautiful smile as he leaned toward Kisaragi Chiyo with a furry presence.
It nuzzled against Kisaragi Chiyo's cheek in a pleasing manner, making the young man's hair even more disheveled.
"That's enough." By now, how could Kisaragi Chiyo not see that the thing these two were feeling guilty about had nothing to do with what happened last night?
It must have been just now, during the time they were out, that they did something bad behind her back—something so embarrassing they couldn't bring themselves to say it directly.
"Speak." Kisaragi Chiyo coldly pushed Hara Kenji's head away with her hand, ignoring the pitiful expression of feigned grievance on his face. After glancing back and forth between the cat and the dog, she finally chose to lock her gaze onto the curly-haired man sitting in the chair.
Matsuda." Kisaragi Chiyo called out Matsuda Jinpei's name in an emotionless tone. "You tell me, what kind of mischief have you all been getting up to while I wasn't looking?
".. Actually, among that group of missing tourists, not all of the families of the missing are hoping that the police will find them." Matsuda Jinpei's gaze drifted for a few seconds as he chose a starting point that would help clarify the sequence of events.
"If any of them had purchased accidental death insurance, once the police fail to find a killer after a certain period, the death would be ruled an accident, the beneficiary would receive a substantial compensation from the insurance company," Hara Kenji continued, picking up from where Matsuda Jinpei had left off.
After being pushed away by Kisaragi Chiyo's disdain, he did not show any dissatisfaction; instead, upon realizing that Kisaragi Chiyo wouldn't fall for his act of playing the victim, he smiled and approached her again with a beaming expression.
He was now holding Kisaragi Chiyo, wrapped in a blanket, in his arms with both hands.
"So, once some of them received news that the police had found the missing person, they couldn't sit still anymore." Hara Kenji buried his nose in Kisaragi Chiyo's hair, took a deep breath, then lifted his head with a look of satisfaction and pleasure on his face.
"Even if the police find them, it's better if they're corpses." Matsuda Jinpei sat with his arms crossed, his back against the back of the chair in an improper posture, one leg crossed over the other.
"To them, dead people are more useful than living ones." A slight curve appeared at the corners of Kisaragi Chiyo's lips. He glanced at the hands that were wrapped around his waist through the quilt but didn't pay them any attention, merely shifting his body to adjust into a more comfortable position nestled in the other person's arms.
But as long as the police haven't released information that all the missing persons are alive, then in the eyes of the public, they have basically been written off as dead.
"Heh.." Matsuda Jinpei let out a cold laugh, his features carrying a cold and vivid expression; to put it simply, he was so angry he was laughing.
To think someone actually believes that if they kill someone before the police release the news, they can just claim a massive compensation payout as an accidental death?
Kisaragi Chiyo: ".."
"I remember that once the missing tourists are found, they should be taken into police protection, right?" Kisaragi Chiyo's expression was somewhat hesitant.
After all, the young lady of the Kamiko Financial Group is among them, since all six missing persons from the disappearance cases were found safe and sound, this is a feat worthy of being used as Gunma's top publicity achievement for the time being.
Regardless, until then, they will receive the best protection and care from the Gunma police.
"That's right." Matsuda Jinpei couldn't figure it out either. A trace of helplessness appeared on his face, facing Kisaragi Chiyo's astonishment, he nodded heavily.
It's exactly as you thought.
One of the families of the missing persons is planning to carry out a murder right inside the police station.
Kisaragi Chiyo: ".."
You certainly have courage.
Kisaragi Chiyo no longer knew from which angle to begin criticizing this ridiculous plan; after a long silence, she could only utter these four words of evaluation.
You could say that." Hara Kenji said with a laugh, rubbing his face against Kisaragi Chiyo's head, "But the Gunma police were truly careless. If Little Jinpei and I hadn't discovered it in time, a plan like this wouldn't have succeeded, but it actually would have.
Then.." Kisaragi Chiyo smiled slightly after hearing that, shifting the topic, "Why are the two of you at the police station?