YM778.TV Chapter 75: Death ring
Chapter 75: Death ring
That night, unusually, it was raining.
It was not a heavy rain, but a light drizzle that soaked the ground.
The window of the room, which is usually flooded with dim moonlight, was coated with raindrops and was dark and murky at night.
In a tranquil bedroom, where Ran can hear the drizzle pounding on the windows, Ran Kirishima is holding Aya Mikoshiba, a brown-haired girl with a fake delinquent look.
Demanding breaths and the sound of water droplets from thick kisses mix with the sound of rain in the dark room.
All the lights are turned off, as if to say ‘we don’t need it any anymore’. Wrapped in a sheet, their limbs entwined in each other on the bed - Ran was connected to Aya.
Ran did not shake his hips violently, nor did he play with her breasts roughly, but just stared at Aya’s face in the darkness and kissed her again and again.
Aya’s fingertips caress Ran’s back and Ran responds by stroking her cheek and ruffling her hair. The sweet scent of her hair makes him swoon, and he munches on her luscious mouth.
“…fu…ahaa… Aya’s vagina is very warm”
“Kirishima’s dick is so hot and naughty, too……”
They whispered their love to each other at a distance where even their saliva touched each other’s, let alone their breath.
At first they couldn’t see anything because it was so dark. But now their eyes have become accustomed to it, and they can see clearly in the darkness, their beloved in front of them.
For Aya, even the ceiling - and for Ran, even the floor - is completely invisible in the dark. The only thing that keeps the two of them from seeing each other is the thick cloud cover and the faint glow of the moonlight.
All Ran sees is the image of his beloved. Thanks to the sound of the rain beating on the window, they’re not distracted by the sounds outside, as if the two are alone in the world, and the kissing and the sexual intercourse confirm the existence of each other in this unreal atmosphere.
“Aya, I’m going to ejaculate……”
“Mm, Kirishima, don’t be shy, I’m going to take all of your genes and drink them up.”
He put his arms around her back and pressed her breastplate against his. Aya’s body heat is felt all over his body and he shivers uncontrollably.
As he kisses Aya, he pours his genes into her vagina. The walls of her vagina swell and twist as if they are being squeezed, and Ran almost pulls his mouth away.
Aya supports Ran’s head and hugs his body tightly. Aya’s womb drinks up her beloved partner’s child seed while her tongue twines around it. Aya’s cervix was screaming with delight at the genes she had been seeking, and it was tingling hotter than ever.
“I love this position. I can see Kirishima’s face, and most importantly, I can feel you right next to me, which makes me happy!”
Aya is wrapped up in the bed and sheets, her legs are open, and Ran’s body is draped over hers. It’s a normal position. It’s actually quite unusual for these two to be in this position together.
Usually, Aya puts her hands on the floor and thrusts her buttocks out. Ran had no choice but to do so, in his butler’s uniform, in the bedroom that was damp and where he couldn’t try any unusual positions. Aya also said that she didn’t mind being in that position, but it gets boring to be in the same position all the time, and that Aya missed being able to hug from the front.
That’s why she asked Ran to cuddle with her in bed tonight. Kirishima Ran, who has a soft spot for her, decides to grant Aya’s request.
Sucking on Ran’s tongue, Aya strokes the back of Ran’s head. She’s going to use her inherent magic - [infinite magic] - to cast the full extent of her granting magic.
Ran, who had just finished a short time ago, was soon at the height of his vigour. Perhaps it’s because they haven’t had a lot of intertwining action and still hunger for more.
After filling up with the necessary energy for the second round, Ran pulled his face away from Aya’s lips with threadbare force and took her lips again.
“I’m not letting you sleep tonight.”
“…… I love that bullish look on Kirishima’s face.”
Their bare, sweaty skin sinks into each other’s, their body heat is shared. Their bodies intertwine, synchronising their emotional heartbeats.
The bed creaks, but they do not handle it roughly, and weave a gentle action. They embrace each other in a caring way. The hot honey pot is stirred with the symbol of a man who has regained his energy.
The lewd sound of water droplets heightens their feelings and makes them feel warm under the covers. Soon the sound of the rain becomes so heavy that it drowns out their breath. The faint moonlight is completely trapped, and their vision becomes darker and darker.
Nevertheless, Ran and Aya never lost sight of each other.
As if in a race against the rain, Ran caressed Aya’s body. Aya’s long, light brown hair is damp and moist. When he scoop it up in his hands and bury his face in it, it smells sweet.
“…… I can only see Aya.”
“I can only see Kirishima too.”
It’s just the two of them - in a pitch-black world, they can only feel the sight of their beloved. Aya meditates with one eye and makes a face as if to endure something. For a moment, her expression is distorted, and her limbs are filled with strength. Aya clings to Ran’s body and lets out a lovely scream. Her vagina tightens, swelling and twisting as it swallows Ran’s cock.
“It looks like Aya got it.”
“It’s good to have gentle sex…”
Aya lets out a pleasurable gasp and slumps down. She stretches out like a cat, drooling with pleasure. Unable to resist her demanding gaze, Ran put his hand on Aya’s forehead and bit her earlobe.
“——Fu,waaa”
Aya lets out a sweet voice and wriggles tantalizingly. Ran ran his fingers over her soaring nipples and kissed her again. As if to confirm their love for each other, they weave a long, thick kiss, intoxicated by each other’s scent.
Their breath touches each other’s wet lips and their gazes intertwine. Ran looked into her eyes and wiped the drops from the corners of her eyes.
They rock their hips, rub Ran’s cocks against each other’s vaginal walls, and seek each other’s body heat. Aya’s vaginal cavity, which has just reached its climax, is flooded with obscene drool as she swallows her beloved partner’s meat stick.
The brown-haired schoolgirl opens her legs wildly, her face a mess of pleasure, and asks for Ran. In a private world of rain and darkness, Ran dyes Aya in his own colours.
“I like you, Aya.”
“I love you too. Kirishima’s the best - in the world, fwiw!”
For the second time tonight, Ran’s lustful rod pours its rich genes into Aya’s vagina. The two embrace, their entire bodies locked together, making love. Aya’s face is disheveled by her second vaginal ejaculation, and she looks disheveled and weak. She strokes her lower abdomen and looks at Ran with the face of a woman full of euphoria.
Aya’s hands crawl over Ran’s hips and she applies a powerful spell.
Ran imagined that he’s now forced into a state of war without a moment’s rest, but strangely he didn’t feel uncomfortable.
Still relishing the afterglow of his ejaculation, Ran begins his third extraction of the evening. A deep kiss gives way to a pecking kiss, and the two of them lustfully savor each other’s lips.
It’s not just a token act of sexual pleasure. Just as a boy’s heart desires for a partner, his whole body desires his beloved.
The soft sensations that enveloped his whole body only increased his desire. Aya seems to be doing the same, and before she knows it, she’s climaxing for the second time, her face covered in a lustful expression.
The sound of the rain pounding on the window is deafening. They crawled under the covers, blocking out all sound. The cocooning sound of the rain is mingled with the insidious sound of water dripping.
The obscene sound of water droplets was coming from their lower abdomen, where they were joined.
They were wrapped up in a futon, their hot breath leaking out as they revealed in the increased closeness. The rain had drowned out the sound of their breathing, and the sound of their kisses, wet with saliva, could be heard.
The only sound is the sound of their lovemaking, in a locked room on a bed. It is not only Ran who is excited by the sensual and decadent atmosphere, but also Aya.
The walls of her vagina swell sweetly as she swallows his prick, the folds of her vagina entwining around his cock. Aya’s vaginal walls swell with sweetness as she swallows his cock.
“Kirishima, Kirishima, give it all! Give me a big hug, give me a big kiss, give me lots of cum in my belly! I want your baby! I want you to fill me with your thick, hot genetic cum so badly that I’ll conceive even on my safe day!”
The folds swell and twist like a living organism, pushing the penis inside Aya deeper and deeper.
“Kirishima……!”
“You don’t have to tell me……”
Aya sucks on her finger and gives it a demanding look.
How can Ran say no to someone who looks at him like that, with him hearing her breathing?
Their breaths mingle in the enclosed space.
Their lips are pressed together again and again, sharing body heat and heartbeats. As they kiss, Aya’s vaginal cavity engulfs the lustful rod. The tip of the rod kisses the entrance to her womb.
The womb Aya feels closer than ever. As soon as the thought crossed Ran’s mind, something inside him - an inner reproductive instinct - erupted like a raging fire.
“-Oh, Aya. As you wish -, as you wish. I’m going to pour my cum directly into your womb ……!”
Ran’s hips trembled as he held Aya’s body and kissed her peckingly.
The feeling of the entrance to the important room to swallow the genes of the opposite sex and make babies. Aya’s body is entangled in countless folds, and the only thing she is allowed to do is push in and there was only one thing for Ran to do.
“Aaaa,……Uahhh”
“I can’t believe I ejaculated that deep!”
As the tip kissed the opening of her womb, Ran’s spurted out a thick load of seed. The folds swell and entwine, luring the stick deeper and deeper.
A direct injection of genes into the womb of the girl he loves. The euphoric sensation is different from the pleasure of ejaculation, it stimulates the instincts and the euphoria is so strong that Ran almost faints.
Ran is almost knocked unconscious by the euphoric sensation. Drowning in pleasure, he loses all strength in his hips and rests his body on Aya’s body.
“I love you, Kirishima……”
Aya’s lips lightly touch Ran’s cheek as she weakens and gasps for air. Smooth fingertips caress his neck, and she breathes into his ear.
“Let’s do it again. Until my bellies are full of Kirishima’s genes…”
Aya stares at Ran’s face with a mix of loveable and worried look in her eyes.
“No?”
As she bites Ran’s fingertips and looks up, Ran’s mind and body, which should have been exhausted in front of the spoiled expression of the bad JK who seems to be strong, is full of motivation-unbelievable morale.
Aya opens her legs sluttily and shows her vagina hole full of semen. The schoolgirl wiggles her hips as she purposely spills her thick, sticky cum all over the place, almost making a noise. The sheets are stained with her cum.
As if in response to Aya’s courtship, Ran embraces her body.
He thought that he would hold Aya for the rest of the night, until the rain stopped - or until the morning came.
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-But the fetters of the future - the fetters of reality - would not heed their wishes.
A knock on the bedroom door interrupts the lovers’ love affair in their own private world.
Wrapped up in the duvet, the temperature and the mood were high. In response to the body in front of them, the reproductive organs - or rather the whole body - are hungry, the instincts are raging to taste the body of their beloved.
The airtight space is filled with the stench of lewdness, and their bodies and minds are tainted with it. At first, the two were unconcerned by the noise, and were intent on making love in private, as if they were seeking each other’s flesh and trying to drown out the noise that was disturbing their time together. But after a short break, the constant sound of the door began to grow tiresome, and the uncanny knocking at the same time made them feel uncomfortable, and they finally stopped the constructive act of reproduction between their young bodies.
“…… Oh my God. Who’s knocking?!”
Aya Mikoshiba, who was in a bad mood after being momentarily disturbed by her horny mood, twisted her mouth into an annoyed look.
“There’s a lot of disturbance these days.”
Ran muttered in a slightly dismissive tone and shook his head.
“I thought I would have Kirishima all to myself today, but who is interrupting us? I’m pissed.”
“I’m sorry, Aya. Can you get dressed and wait for me for now? I’ll make it up to you one day.”
The fake delinquent girl’s mood becomes soured and her cheeks puffed out.
Ran had to restrain himself from smiling at the mismatched scene and he quickly put on the uniform that was beside him.
In the darkened corridor, where the moonlight is drowned out by the cloudy sky, there is a single, dim light.
With only the light of the lamp, the visitor’s figure is confirmed. The visitor, floating in the darkness, is a schoolgirl in a sailor suit. The ups and downs of the body bring to mind a geometric figure of a classmate who fits the bill.
After a while, the light was raised to its face, and the visitor’s face finally came into view.
Her hair is short for a girl, black and short. Her eyes are squinted sleepily, giving her a cool, emotionless air.
She is a high school swimmer with a neat face and a charmingly long tongue peeking out of the corner of her mouth. -The visitor in the middle of the night is the cool bitch, Hibiki Onigawara.
“…… Hibiki?”
“Huh,? Kirishima……”
Ran wanted to joke that she was being a bad girl for making him lose his horniness at this time of night, but before he could say it, Hibiki did something unexpected.
“-Kirishima, I’m really bad - sorry!”
Hibiki sits down in the corridor with the light and rubs her forehead against the floor. She crawls over and kisses her forehead against the floor over and over again, as if she were throwing herself on the floor.
The sight was beyond his imagination, and he was speechless.
Hibiki was kissing the floor - although she was certainly interested in kissing the genitals, the lips, and even a thick tongue-fuck, and often relieved her oral needs in a sexual way. This is the first time I have ever seen her kiss the floor.
She may have crawled on the floor and indulged in throat-grabbing oral sex, but she would never have done so in the middle of nowhere.
“Hibiki! Calm down, What’s wrong with you? Get up…”
“I’m so sorry! It doesn’t matter what you will do to me……! You can hurt me…… until Kirishima is satisfied. You can use my asshole or my belly button to fuck me like crazy. You can rape them until they break and become Kirishima’s exclusive slave.”
Hibiki is a calm person who rarely shows her emotions, no matter what happens but currently she’s very upset.
Ran was bewildered by what had happened - but at the same time, a kind of déjà vu came back to the depths of his memory.
It wasn’t person-to-person, partner-to-partner.
But it was like this at that time as well.
Ran experienced it once, shaking his head and looking so flustered and panicked that he thought he was going to kill himself.
“……Ageha.”
A familiar name escapes from his mouth.
A yellow butterfly - a swallowtail - mistakenly thinks it has been called, and flutters out of its flowerpot by the window.
Without looking at the swallowtail, which is resting its wings on his chest as if relieved, Ran puts his hand on the side of his head and digs up his memory.
What was that time?
“What could I have said to Ageha that would have made her so upset at that time?”
With a click, the pieces fell into place.
Kirishima Ran remembered. What had caused Ageha to behave like that
“…When they disobeyed the skill [Underling Training]!”
A fond memory. It was the time when Ran half-jokingly ordered Toranou Shigenobu and Nekoyama Misuzu to break up.
“What was it?”
“What did I order Hibiki to do?”
“She can’t have sex with anyone other than me? It can’t be, Sakuya and Hibiki - who had been hungry for male flesh before the transition - would not have been shackled in such a way.”
Even if Ran had abandoned them, she would still be able to handle their sexual needs.
“If so, what is it?”
What did Ran order Hibiki and Sakuya - His wishes, which are so important that they are distraught.
Before he could collect his thoughts, he looked up, as if he had noticed something.
There is a presence outside the room.
He can’t tell how many people are there, their gender, or even how tall they are.
In the dark corridor, he can hear someone breathing.
“Who’s there?”
The fact that it has identified this place through her, it is safe to assume that all his misdeeds have already been exposed.
He speaks in his normal voice, with slightly nervousness.
“Who are you to find out from Hibiki that I’ve been hiding in the palace dressed as a butler?”
Ran ordered Hibiki and Sakuya not to let anyone know that Ran Kirishima was still alive.
As if on cue, the dark clouds over the moon began to drift.
Through the thin cloud, the dim moonlight reveals the blackness of the night.
Ran sees a platinum blonde, delicate yet opulent. Her long hair, fluttering in the air in a light breeze, casts a shadow over his or her face.
But he didn’t need to see her face to know who she was.
“You’re ……”
It would be rude to call her by such words as “you” - she is a beautiful, talented woman with a charm and charisma that makes Ran think so. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are lucky to have lived in the same school.
She plays her fingers through her vertically-rolled blonde hair and looks down into his eyes - her platinum blonde hair and plain sailor uniform are a blatant mismatch - and she’s the only student from her high school in Japan who has transferred classes. She is the only girl who has managed to escape the clutches of Ran.
“It’s nice to meet you at last, Kirishima-san.”
“Queenigaoka-san.”
Covering her mouth with a delicate fan, Reika’s blue eyes narrowed softly.
After spending six months in the same place, Ran thought he’d gotten used to it. Maybe it’s because he hasn’t seen her face to face in a long time, but he can’t help but admire her unrealistic visuals.
A platinum blonde with a magnificent vertical roll that would be impossible to see in real life, and of course, every single strand of hair from root to tip. Her eyes are as bright as the sea.
The colour of her hair and eyes is exotic, but there is nothing exclusive or fantastical about her face.
In addition to the fact that it is possible to make the conventional school uniform look like a cosplay costume, the glamorous silhouette of the high school student is so smooth and well-defined that it can be considered an artistic value.
It’s the curves around the waist that make Ran admire it more than the lust. Her legs are pure white and unblemished, and she wears knee socks.
Even the absolute area between the navy blue skirt and the knee socks is divine, and it is no exaggeration to say that every part of her body has reached the realm of art.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’ve been looking for you for a long time, Mr. Kirishima.”
“I don’t think it was possible. I don’t even know if you are alive or dead - I’ve been searching for a former classmate I rarely spoke to. ”
“But I believed you were alive, Mr. Kirishima.”
“……a selfish thing.”
If so, why did Reika let it go until now?
Ran doesn’t know what kind of dirty hands they used. Most likely-as a girl, she quickly noticed the incident in her class and heard from Hibiki that Ran was alive.
“I have something to say to you, Mr. Kirishima.”
“What a coincidence. I also wanted to meet you as soon as possible, Queeni-gaoka-san.”
Ran smiles and walks towards Reika.
“Queenigaoka Reika -”
A moment before Ran was about to continue his usual line about being his wife, the darkness came.
Darkness is not something that comes. But there was no other way to describe the situation.
The absolute hatred came to Ran with a shock, as if it had retained its mass.
It was as if something important in his body had been physically grabbed and squeezed. His whole body was bound with steel ivy.
The air in his lungs leaked out of his throat and he stood there unconsciously.
“What the hell?”
“I left it to the two of them, trusting that they had at least some conscience left in…… I’ve reached my limit. I can’t let them do what they want any more.”
The source of the darkness is approaching.
It is not a skill of any kind. The miasma is the result of a perverted, even blasphemous, love for a single woman.
It’s not impossible to get rid of it and jump to Reika.
But the thought of such a thing had already disappeared from Ran’s mind.
“I will never forgive anyone who tries to mess with you, Reika-sama.”
With a familiar voice, a darkness approaches.
The voice clutched Ran’s stiff wrists as it released a black miasma - or rather, poisonous gas - into the air.
“I’ve finally found you. -Kirishima Ran.”
In the moonlight, the owner of the voice - the darkness that pours blind love to Reika Queenigaoka - crawls into his vision.
He is a light in a dark place, with an evil, hateful air, but a calm expression on his face.
“Kiryuin Subaru.”
Is it because he is wearing a fighting spirit, or is it due to his spirit and tenacity? Ran didn’t distort his facial expression, even though his wrist was twisted up by the superhuman strength, and he muttered the name of his former classmate.
Looking over his head, Ran squints at the name of the skill in his eyes.
The four words [corpse manipulation living dead recovery] were clearly visible above Kiryuin Subaru’s head.
It’s skilled at manipulating fresh carcasses into obedient puppets.
The two boys, who have been given the blasphemous skill of making the fate of others their own, face each other in silence as the three girls look at them.
In the bedroom, the only sound is the night rain, which has almost stopped.