novelraw Chapter 567: Rurie Comes Knocking While Nakoto Is "Communicating"
Chapter 567: Rurie Comes Knocking While Nakoto Is "Communicating"
Chapter 567: Rurie Comes Knocking While Nakoto Is "Communicating"
"That is, aside from all of the Munakata family's assets, the most
precious thing in the Munakata family... which is me, will also be given to Hikari-kun-"
"When the time comes, Hikari-kun can take care of me, and I won't have to worry about food or clothes anymore."
Hearing Munakata Nakoto's words, and seeing her turn sideways to cling tightly to him, rubbing against him and sticking close, Hikari immediately understood what she meant.
He asked, "Nakoto-chan, aren't you afraid that this might trigger the ritual for the Evil God's descent, and that you'll become its vessel?"
Munakata Nakoto giggled, "Doesn't Hikari-kun have a way to avoid that?"
"And besides, we can prepare all the safety measures to prevent the ritual from being triggered."
"That bad mom wasn't entirely wrong about this, women of the Munakata family, if they reach a certain age and still don't have deeper interactions, it really gets unbearable."
"And now that the lock on my body has finally been removed, and such an outstanding man like Hikari-kun is right in front of me... it's really hard for Nakoto to hold back."
"Also, I heard that some Evil Gods especially like drinking virgin blood. Hikari-kun should've heard of that kind of twisted legend too, right? So I might as well cut off the possibility of being targeted now."
Munakata Nakoto wrapped her arms around Hikari's neck, pressing her face against his, speaking at an extremely close distance.
Seeing how she had come up with so many reasons just to push for deeper interaction, Hikari more or less understood her determination.
"You've thought this through?", he asked.
"Mm, I have. I'm not only grateful that Hikari-kun saved and helped me, I've also fallen for you... so, come on."
Munakata Nakoto hugged Hikari tightly, as if she wanted to knead her small, delicate body into his.
Seeing how resolute she was, Hikari didn't refuse and accepted her repayment.
He reached out, supported Munakata Nakoto's hips, and lifted her whole body up.
Second floor of the Munakata residence, in the largest master bedroom.
On the soft, spacious bed, a slender, well-shaped figure lay quietly. After an unknown amount of time, the graceful body suddenly stirred slightly.
"Ah... it hurts... sore and numb... so strange..."
Waking from a hazy sleep, Munakata Rurie slowly opened her eyes.
Her consciousness hadn't fully returned yet; most of her thoughts were still lingering in that beautiful dream from just now.
It was a dream that left her completely exhausted, her whole body aching, uncomfortable, yet incredibly satisfying.
Munakata Nakoto's father had serious health issues, even before marriage.
He couldn't do it at all.
Even Nakoto herself had been conceived through other, non-contact methods.
So despite having been married for so long and staying in the Munakata residence for such a long time, Munakata Rurie, already
mature to the point of almost overflowing, had still never tasted intimacy with the opposite sex.
Before this, she could only entertain herself.
But self-entertainment couldn't resolve the desires brought by her
physique and age.
So Munakata Rurie hadn't been satisfied for who knows how long.
Yet in that dream just now, she had been completely fulfilled.
A deep, heartfelt kind of satisfaction. Utterly pleasurable.
It was a kind of joy she had never experienced since the day she was born.
That feeling, from the depths of her being, spreading from head to toe, it made her linger, unable to forget.
"O-one more time," Munakata Rurie turned over, wanting to embrace that figure from the dream who had brought her supreme pleasure.
But the moment her leg lifted slightly, a sharp, tearing pain shot up
from below.
"Hiss!"
Munakata Rurie sucked in a breath from the pain.
The shock vanished all the drowsiness.
"No... that wasn't a dream!"
Her half-lidded eyes snapped wide open as she stared at the ceiling.
She lowered her head, glancing at the blanket covering her
completely bare body.
Then she looked at the purplish marks on her fair skin.
She remembered everything what had seemed like a dream earlier.
"D-damn it!"
Munakata Rurie clutched her head, her pretty face still flushed with a
faint, alluring blush, now filled with an extremely complicated expression.
The truth was, part of the reason she believed in the Evil God was probably the loneliness of living alone in the Munakata residence. And the unprecedented experience Hikari had given her earlier had not only made her feel like she was floating in the clouds, but had even shaken her faith in the Evil God.
But it was already over. As that soft, numbing, irresistible sensation faded, Munakata Rurie gradually regained her clarity.
You could say the pleasure receded, and her sharp mind took back
control.
Now that she had come to her senses, recalling everything that had happened from the moment Hikari entered, to boarding the ship, to what happened from the head of the bed to the foot, her expression turned grim, and she began to feel uneasy.
"N-no way..."
"Did I also become part of the ritual for the God's descent... become a
sacrifice?"
Munakata Rurie's face turned pale as she slowly slipped her hand under the blanket.
When she touched her slightly raised lower abdomen, her already flushed face instantly turned white.
And as her hand moved further down, her entire face went deathly
pale, completely drained of blood.
'AHHHHHH!'
Munakata Rurie screamed inside, clenching her fists tightly, her
emotions surging uncontrollably.
"It's over..."
"This time it's really over..."
"As long as you're filled, you'll definitely get affected... and once affected, you'll become part of the God's descent ritual."
"I'm doomed! I'm doomed!"
Munakata Rurie almost fainted again.
"Wait... something's not right," she suddenly realized, frowning deeply.
Looking at the messy room, Munakata Rurie frowned.
She reached her hand downward.
Fumbling around for a while, only when she was already panting did
she barely manage to clean up the filthy residue.
This late cleaning was really just psychological comfort. After seeing
how thoroughly Hikari had filled her before, Munakata Rurie had
already assumed she would most likely become a vessel for the God's descent.
But after working at it for quite some time, her full chest rising and falling intensely, exhausted and frightened, almost unable to catch her breath, she suddenly noticed something was off.
"That's not right! I don't seem to have become a vessel for the God's descent."
"My body doesn't seem to have changed at all."
"If I had already become part of the ritual, there should be some
auspicious signs."
"But there's nothing right now, and my body hasn't changed at all."
"No... I didn't get affected."
"But that's strange, in my memory Hikari-kun clearly released inside, and did it so many times... there's no way nothing happened." Munakata Rurie stroked her still-flat, soft lower abdomen, one that should have been swollen, her brows knit, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.
Suddenly, she had a realization.
"I get it! I get it!"
"I remembered correctly, Hikari really did fill me completely."
"But because of my faith in the God, because of my respect for the God, the Lord did not punish me."
"It must be that the God recognized my devotion, saw through the
schemes of humans, forgave me for being framed, and protected me, so I wasn't affected!"
According to Munakata Rurie's understanding, any woman in the Munakata residence, once they engaged in intimate interaction without taking protective measures, would definitely be affected. And once affected, they would inevitably become a vessel for the
God's descent, to be sacrificed.
But she had clearly gone through a thorough, unprotected encounter with Hikari.
Yet nothing had happened.
So, other than the God's protection, what other explanation could
there be?
After reaching this conclusion, Munakata Rurie suddenly clenched her fists, her eyes wide.
"HIKARI!", the disheveled, beautiful noblewoman shouted angrily.
Having snapped out of the terror of almost becoming a sacrifice, her chest now burned with fury.
Because once she calmed down and thought back on everything, she quickly realized something was wrong.
From the way Hikari's kisses seemed to deliberately target her weaknesses, to the abnormal heat in her body, something she had only ever felt after taking medicine, to the moment the battle truly began, Hikari's precise and purposeful attacks.
That young man, who hadn't even stayed in the Munakata residence
for long, nor only managed to continuously pinpoint and strike at the weaknesses of her "army," but after completely defeating her, leaving her armor shattered and forces scattered, he ignored her resistance,
and drove his army deep, stationing firmly within her territory.
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