Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 117: Night of Indulgence (Part )

In the ice and snow, hot springs are steaming.

The feeling of boiling water in the body made Xunzi's beautiful face look painful and anxious.

His brows were furrowed, and the sounds that came out of his mouth sounded like begging, or like acting coquettish.

The setting sun gradually disappeared, the snow-capped mountains gradually turned blue, and were swallowed up by the dark night step by step.

The ripples in the hot spring gradually died down.

Xunzi lay weakly in the young man's arms, her long hair scattered in the water like seaweed, her eyes and brows full of water color.

Only Matsueda Kiyoaki could see her like this.

Once she gets into the mood, she will forget all her reserve and reveal unimaginable charm and enthusiasm - outsiders would never imagine that she has such a dissolute side.

"How does it feel this time?" Matsueda Kiyoaki asked in her ear.

The hot breath made Xunzi shiver all over.

The charming mature woman, immersed in the afterglow, glared at him with an embarrassed look, and then said lazily: "It's a hundred times better than that night in Kyoto. I just felt that the blood in my body was flowing backwards, as if the blood vessels were about to burst and spray out..."

Matsueda Kiyoaki felt a sense of accomplishment for being able to make her so happy and lazy.

There is no greater joy than satisfying the woman you love.

In the ice and snow, the two soaked in the hot spring and felt the lingering and lingering aftertaste.

"I seem to have fallen into your trap." Xunzi murmured with her forehead against his chest.

"No, I'm the one who fell into the trap." Kiyoaki Matsueda retorted.

"Anyway, it's all your fault, you bad guy." Xunzi's face was rosy and she was full of charm.

"But it was obviously you who started it first." Matsueda Kiyoaki said with a smile, "Did you forget? Do you need me to help you remember?"

Xunzi was too embarrassed to look at him and lowered her head: "Stop talking!"

“Being shy won’t solve the problem.”

"Ahhh, stop saying that..."

The two hugged each other and enjoyed the wonderful time of whispering in each other's ears.

The hot spring melee at this moment is just the appetizer.

After returning from the festival, the long night spent together in the same room was the real battle.

After soaking for a while, the two returned to the guest room to change clothes.

The hotel waiter brought us dinner, which was Western style, with the steak grilled to perfection, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

"I just happened to be hungry."

After Xunzi finished speaking, she started eating, using the knife and fork very gracefully.

"It's so delicious~" She showed an expression of enjoyment.

Focusing on the delicious food with an innocent look, Matsueda Kiyoaki looked at her and thought that the most delicious thing should be her plump and elastic body.

After dinner, Xunzi dressed up in front of the mirror.

Because she was going to a shrine, she wore the bright red kimono she brought with her, with golden chrysanthemums embroidered on the hem, and she also sprayed perfume.

The fine hairs on her neck were soaked with perfume, shining with a pearly light, which was simply beautiful.

It’s a pity that the kiss marks all over the neck are shocking and somewhat destroy the beauty.

"You bastard..." Xunzi cursed angrily, "How can I face people these days after you gnawed my beautiful neck like this?"

"Then do you want to see what you have done?" Kiyokatsu Matsueda lifted up his shirt and turned his back to her.

There were red scratches from nails on the young man's broad and strong back, which made Xunzi blush.

Whenever her passion reached its peak, she would look like she was about to cry, frowning and scratching his back with her nails.

The young man directly exposed her crimes, making her so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

"Hurry up and tie your hair up." Matsueda Kiyoaki scolded unhappily.

Xunzi, like a bullied young wife, pursed her lips obediently and put her hair into a bun, then wrapped a silk scarf around her neck which was covered with kiss marks.

"Let's go." Kiyokanagi Matsueda extended his hand to her.

"Hmm~" Xunzi put her hands through his arms and held them in front of her body affectionately.

At this moment, she was really beautiful. Her body had twice the energy in a day. She was radiant, and her skin was white and rosy, so tender that water could drip out of it.

With her hair elegantly tied up and wearing a bright red kimono, she walked out hand in hand with Kiyaki Matsueda, who was also wearing a kimono. They really complemented each other. Who wouldn't praise this as a pair of talented men and beautiful women in a sister-brother relationship?

The old lady who was cleaning the hotel smiled secretly at her.

Looking at the tears in the woman's brows, you can tell that she must have just been moisturized not long ago, and her steps are still weak and powerless.

Being looked at like this by an outsider, Xunzi's cheeks flushed slightly with shame, and she complained to Songeda Qingxian in a slightly angry tone: "It's all your fault. You are so rude. Can't you be a little gentler..."

What a joke!
Can gentleness to a woman of her age, who is as vigorous as a wolf, satisfy her?
Besides, he was still young and full of vigor, so he immediately held her hand tightly and said bluntly: "I will be even more rude!"

"..."

Xunzi lowered her head and was held by him like a shy young wife. She obeyed him both physically and mentally.

The small mountain village is lit up by lights at night.

The road leading to the shrine is bustling with stalls on both sides.

There were people selling candy, people sticking windmill handles on straw bales and hawking their wares, and people selling fireworks, cards, and balloons.

There are also some girls dressed as shrine maidens, selling auspicious items such as evil-avoiding arrows, bamboo rakes, and amulets.

The sacrificial performances at the shrine seemed to serve as a mountain village market, with mountain people greeting each other in front of each stall.

Xunzi has almost never been out of the countryside. Looking at this retro and slow-paced scene in front of her, she felt like she was watching an old movie from the 1980s.

Some of them sold mountain products, such as bear paws, medicinal wine made from Japanese pit vipers, various mushrooms, wild vegetables, pickles, etc., which she had never heard of before. She walked around with her eyes wide open like a little girl who had never seen the world.

Passing by a barbecue stall, the roasted skewers with a charred aroma attracted people's attention on a cold winter night.

Grilled meatballs, various meats, mushrooms...

"What kind of meat is that?" Xunzi looked curiously at a piece of meat she had never seen before.

It was a piece of unprocessed meat. When the stall owner saw someone asking about it, he replied, "It's from the cow."

"..."

In an instant, Xunzi showed a disgusted expression and pulled her lover away from the barbecue stall.

"You don't want to eat, do you?" Matsueda Kiyoaki teased in her ear.

"I don't want to!"

"We are all women, we are of the same origin, why are we so anxious to hurt each other..."

"...How can I be related to a cow? Shut up, you stinky pig mouth!"

"But you really should eat it. After all, you are all bald. Eating it might be a good tonic."

"..."

The bald Xunzi stopped, turned around, raised his fist and punched him: "You are the only educated person, you are the only one who has a mouth, right? You like supplements so much, next time I will buy bullwhips to make sashimi for you, and don't touch me if you can't finish it..."

She was particularly cute when she was in a bad mood. Kiyaki Matsueda simply hugged her in front of him and kissed her hard for a long time regardless of her protests.

The children passing by covered their eyes, peeked through their fingers, and then made a unified "ah~" sound.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed..." Xunzi covered her red cheeks in despair.

Kiyaki Matsueda held her waist and continued walking forward, with a subtle desire in his heart, which was to show his masculinity to her.

A dilapidated torii gate appeared in front of the winding stone path, and the bonfires on both sides swayed in the wind.

Every shrine in Japan has a torii gate. In Shintoism, the torii gate represents the boundary between the human world and the divine world.

As long as you cross the Torii gate, you will enter the divine realm, and everyone must be careful in what they say and do.

Fumiko believed this very much, so as soon as she stepped through the torii gate, the feminine look on her face disappeared, revealing an expression that was more serious and solemn than usual.

At night, the shrine is filled with the sound of Japanese flutes, creating a mysterious atmosphere.

In the worship square, several young people were performing the Japanese lion dance.

The lion head gnashed its teeth, shook its green cloth mane, and broke through the waves among the crowd.

Many young people were following the lion, each holding a white paper lantern and chasing it. They surrounded the lion and roared as if to drive it away, creating a chaotic scene.

Then, the lion, as if gone mad, jumped out of the crowd and ran towards another archway.

The young people pushed each other, shouted loud slogans, and chased the lion, almost pushing the tourists in the front row to the ground.

The manager, holding a round fan and using a loudspeaker to control the situation, shouted himself hoarse.

"The sacrifices in the countryside are really crude..."

Protected by the arms of Matsueda Kiyoaki, Fumiko was not affected by the crowd's pushing and shoving. She watched the flying sparks and the noisy and chaotic scene in front of her.

This calling instinct, this crazy instinct, made her vision blurry and her mind became hazy and in a trance.

Suddenly, there was a strong wave in the square and the lion turned back.

The crowd was pushed and moved, and young men holding lanterns chased the lion.

The raging bonfire was knocked over and trampled by the soles of the young people's shoes, and the sparks raised red smoke.

The people in front were pushing and shoving, and many people tripped and fell to the ground. Kiyoaki Matsueda was almost a head taller than everyone else, and she noticed the commotion in advance. Before the chaos came, she used her arms to protect herself and left the chaotic square.

"It's really eye-opening." Xunzi said in a light tone.

"If you like it, come back next year." Matsueda Kiyoaki protected her and sat down on a lawn where there were fewer people.

The light was dim, Xunzi blinked her bright eyes and said, "Will you protect me like this next year?"

"Of course, I will protect you until you are eighty years old!" Matsueda Kiyaki said with a smile, his white and neat teeth emerging in the dark night.

Hearing such sweet words, Xunzi felt weak all over. She opened her arms and threw herself into his arms like a little bird. Then she half-narrowed her eyes and slightly raised her snow-white chin to ask him for a kiss.

Of course, Kiyoaki Matsueda had to satisfy her.

Enjoying her lover's kiss, Xunzi was intoxicated, and her breathing was filled with a strong sweetness.

As her lover seduced and caressed her, the lion dance ended.

The square was still bustling with people, and two priestesses slowly came onto the makeshift stage.

It is said that these two witches are the most beautiful girls in the whole town.

At the same time, the country artists on both sides also played bamboo flutes and beat taiko drums.

The old priestess sang a ballad.

"Drive the waterwheel to draw tidal water,"

"The wheels are slow."

"The four seasons of the world are reincarnated,"

“Life is impermanent.”

The quiet and beautiful singing style quickly attracted Matsueda Kiyoaki's attention.

He moved his lips away from Kaoru, looked towards the stage, and saw the two mikos from the side.

The ballad quickly turns to the second stanza:

"The waves are surging and the sky is full,"

"On the Suma coast."

"If the moon has feelings, it will also grow old."

"My tears wet my long sleeves."

The old witch imitated the voice of a young and beautiful woman, and a graceful mood wafted out of it, as if a conch instrument was raised in the corner of an abandoned palace, allowing people to glimpse the fragments of the word elegance that had been peeled off.

Kiyoaki Matsueda has always been a person who is good at appreciating beauty. As the two shrine maidens came on stage, a deep feeling of sadness and fascination spread, and he was intoxicated by it unconsciously.

The cypress floor of the makeshift stage was rubbed smooth and bright, like a vast water mirror, and the gold and silver embroidery on the red and white shrine maiden's costume was shining brightly.

"To whom shall I place my feelings?"

"The autumn wind knows my heart."

"Don't worry about the ocean separating us,"

"Don't betray me."

The ballad full of ancient charm, sung by the old witch, stubbornly touched the heartstrings, like drizzles of rain floating on the square, bringing an unknown sense of fear to the audience.

In this instant, the concept of "beauty" has a concrete expression.

The two priestesses danced gracefully, sometimes standing on tiptoe in their white socks, like seagulls that were accustomed to flying but not good at walking. Their slightly thin and fragile waists bent into a breathtaking arc like willow branches in the wind.

"My love is deep and loving, and you accompany me back home..." Xunzi was also infected by the performance on the stage.

Songzhi Qingxian put his arm around her waist and looked into her eyes: "The moon is half a pair, and the shadows are a pair."

"The ground is paved with broken silver and the carriage is carrying the moon. All worries are relieved and I don't realize the way home is so long..." Xunzi murmured softly, intoxicated by the poetry.

She was intoxicated and her eyes were hazy, but Songzhi Qingxian was gradually coming to his senses.

This position is on the side of the stage, and I can only see the side of the two priestesses. It was not very clear at first... After watching for a long time and capturing a few moments of their bodies turning, I could finally see what they looked like.

As far as I can remember, the editor did say that she was from Hamanaka Town in Asahikawa...

"I can even encounter this. Japan is really just a village..." Matsueda Kiyoaki looked very strange.

Be careful tomorrow!

Don't reveal your whereabouts.

■

During the first three days of the new year every year, the Tensui Shrine holds a harvest festival.

The finale of the second day of the festival was a dance performed by the two most beautiful girls in town.

Before this year, Naoko Kobayashi was just a spectator, watching her sister and other girls dance on the stage.

But unfortunately, this year she became one of the protagonists.

After nightfall, they dressed in gorgeous shrine maiden costumes, put on bright red lipstick, and wore jingling golden headdresses, and danced a duet in front of the acquaintances in the town.

The brightly colored Kagura bells spun in circles as they shook.

The crisp sound of bells continued to ring. From the corner of her eyes, Naoko Kobayashi caught sight of many of her childhood friends, all of whom were looking at her with strange eyes... Well, this was actually not unbearable, the truly shameful moment was yet to come.

It's annoying, but I have to do it...

For a girl, it was a humiliation, but in this ignorant and backward town, no adults took it seriously...

what--

It’s so annoying!
After the sacrificial dance is over, what is coming will eventually come.

Before Naoko Kobayashi had time to feel sad, she was pulled by her sister and made to kneel down in public.

On the low table in front of the two people were soaked rice and a white porcelain sake bottle.

The two sisters rubbed the rice grains with their hands, put them into their mouths, chewed them until they were soft, and then spit the rice paste mixed with saliva into the wine bottle.

In the far corner, Kiyoaki Matsueda observed this winemaking method with great interest.

The so-called chewed wine is to chew the raw materials repeatedly in the mouth, and then spit them into the wine jar, using the salivary amylase in the saliva as a fermentation catalyst to ferment and make wine.

This winemaking method originated in China.

After being introduced to Japan, it underwent localization transformation.

In principle, anyone can do it, but in practice only a woman's mouth is needed.

And ordinary women are not allowed to do that. Only pure virgins can make chewed wine.

In Shinto culture, the shrine maiden is the medium for communication between heaven and man, and is a sacred, spotless, pure virgin.

It is most appropriate to have the shrine maiden make the Kuchikamizak.

Of course, it is hard to say whether the witch herself is willing or not.

Anyway, Naoko Kobayashi is not happy about it.

The witch who had performed on stage with her sister before got married, and she was forced to take her place, and she was already very resistant to it.

Her sister is six years older than her.

Six years old, on the Internet, means two generations.

When my sister was growing up, mobile phones were still using 2G network, and the signal in the small town was poor, so it was difficult to receive a picture.

Therefore, my sister's worldview is very closed, and she can only learn about the outside world through limited information on television.

Due to lack of information and inability to receive new ideas, my sister was deeply influenced by the older generation of townspeople and did not feel it was shameful to make chewed sake.

And Naoko Kobayashi is a beneficiary of the 3G era.

In 2006, 3G networks became popular in Japan, and smartphones followed suit. Before she even entered junior high school, she was able to access the outside world through the Internet.

Through the Internet, she learned about the prosperity and openness of big cities, and also learned about the ignorance and backwardness of where she lived...

Chew chew chew chew…

Naoko Kobayashi lowered her head, her cheeks burning with pain.

She tried her best not to think about anything, not to feel the taste, and kept chewing with her eyes closed, ignoring the men, women, young and old watching below the stage.

Okay, that's it!
Stop chewing...

Naoko Kobayashi reached out and took the wine bottle, put it to her mouth, covered half of her face with her wide sleeves, and then spat the chewed rice in her mouth into the wine bottle.

As the sticky liquid mixed with saliva flowed out, the audience below began to talk.

Inwardly, the girl began to cry out of shame.

Oh, oh, oh, oh…

Please, don't look at—

Why has this ancient, shameful and unhygienic way of brewing wine not been eliminated until now... Naoko Kobayashi numbly grabbed the second handful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

I want to die. I really want to die.

At this moment, a familiar voice came to my ears...

Naoko Kobayashi raised her eyes slightly and saw a few green tea girls from junior high school who didn't get along with her, pointing at her with a gloating look on their faces.

"Oh my, to do such a shameful thing in public..."

"Wasn't she very pure before? Oh, now she is so unrestrained. I definitely can't do that..."

"Come on, take a picture and post it online, haha..."

——Ahh.

Naoko Kobayashi cried madly in her heart.

Suddenly I wanted to blow up this shrine and kill everyone present...

After endless torment, the century-long ceremony finally came to an end.

These chewing wines will be sealed and fermented until this time next year, when they will be taken out for offering sacrifice to the gods.

The tourists who gathered at the shrine dispersed, and the respected elders in the town gathered inside the shrine to hold a banquet together.

Kobayashi Naoko was almost self-destructive. She was exhausted both physically and mentally. After eating something in a hurry, she pulled her sister and fled the place.

There were still snowflakes falling in the mountains at night.

The prosperity faded away, the stars froze in the sky, and there was a cold and quiet atmosphere all around.

"Sister, do you know the average age of the people at the banquet just now?" asked Naoko Kobayashi.

"Probably around forty years old." Kobayashi Midori was not sure.

"Wrong! I calculated carefully, their average age is close to sixty! Ah, it's unbearable, there are no young people here at all..." Naoko Kobayashi said with a look of disaster on her face.

"Oh, is that so?" My sister disagreed.

It seems that this elder sister, who has accepted the small town values, cannot understand her younger sister's troubles.

Naoko Kobayashi sighed and looked up at the starry sky. The stars were twinkling in the distance, as if they did not understand the sufferings of the world.

“Paramecium sister…” the younger sister cursed in a low voice.

"what?"

"If you work harder and defeat Matsueda-kun, can't we celebrate the New Year in Tokyo?" Naoko Kobayashi looked at her sister with a look of disappointment.

"Hahaha……"

Kobayashi Midori turned her face away in embarrassment.

As an idiot in love, she really had no confidence to refute, and she even needed her sister's advice.

The long stone steps were almost at the end. Naoko Kobayashi jumped down the steps in two steps at a time and stood under the torii gate of the shrine. She breathed in the cool air from the deep mountains and felt a kind of resentment that she had to express.

"I've had enough of this place--!"

"I've had enough of this life--!"

"Please let me be reborn as a handsome man in Tokyo in my next life!"

The girl's ardent expectation penetrated the mountains under the night sky and was transmitted far away.

■

In the hotel room, Kiyoaki Matsueda stood in front of the open window and seemed to hear Naoko's call.

When she was performing on the stage, her expression seemed a little ashamed and as if she was resisting.

Why should a pure and lovely girl be forced to do something she doesn't like?
Kiyoaki Matsueda didn't understand what her family was thinking, but if Naoko was his relative, he would never let her suffer any injustice.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the small town at the foot of the mountain was sparsely lit with lights, outlining only a vague outline.

The mountains, forests, and oceans all lay dormant in the silence of the night.

There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom behind me.

Xunzi is taking a bath in it.

Her plump body and slender thighs were exposed under the bright light and were washed by the hot water, making them tender and rosy.

Just thinking about that scene made Matsueda Kiyoaki excited.

After a while, the bathroom door opened.

Xunzi's outline appeared in the diffuse mist.

"Do you want to take a shower first?" Her voice carried the moist scent of a bath.

"If you wash now, you'll be all sweaty later and you'll have to wash again." Matsueda Kiyoaki said with a smile, looking at her bare feet just out of the bath, "I'm not like you, who has to wash myself to make myself smell good before you're willing to be intimate with me..."

"It's all for your pleasure." Xunzi gave him a charming look.

The hotel also provides food delivery at night, and because it is a seaside town, most of the food is seafood.

Both of them knew that there would be a big battle tonight, so they sat at the table tacitly and took the time to replenish their energy.

There was silent snowfall outside and the room was quiet, as if the two of them were living together.

Xunzi's gesture of pouring wine is very graceful.

"The wine is heated. Would you like to drink some?" she asked softly.

"I don't want to drink. I'll get drunk."

"I just want to make you a little drunk. Drink a little, just one glass, drink one glass with me..." Xunzi became charming and delicate.

The warm light flashed across her face, overlapping with her eyes. The slightly shining look in her eyes was indescribably beautiful. Songzhi Qingxian's heart was also moved, and he reached out to take the wine glass she handed over.

After drinking a glass of sake, he felt his lower abdomen burning.

Xunzi's face would also turn red when she drank. After one glass, a blush would start to appear from the corners of her eyes.

"It's so quiet that I forgot it's still snowing..." She turned her head to look out the window.

The light coming from the room vaguely illuminated the outline of the flying snow, like tiny white moths dancing in the night.

Full of wine and food.

Then comes lust.

Kiyoaki Matsueda leaned over and hugged her. Through the thin yukata, he could feel her heart beating.

Her body was so soft and not painful at all, as smooth as a soft cylinder.

At this point, there is no need to rush.

Until tomorrow morning, no one would come to disturb them, and the two of them could indulge themselves all night long.

"It's snowing so heavily." Xunzi was still looking out the window with hazy eyes: "It would be great if the railways and national highways were blocked and the airport was closed..."

"Then there's no going back." Matsueda Kiyoaki kissed her earlobe.

Xunzi tensed her body, resisting the bone-eroding pleasure, and said with difficulty: "Are you afraid that you can't go back?"

"As long as I can be with you, nothing matters." Matsueda Kiyoaki answered without hesitation, smelling the scent of lilies on the woman's hot skin and whispering in her ear: "I like you so much now~"

In an instant, Xunzi's body relaxed and her arms involuntarily hugged his neck.

Kiyoaki Matsueda moved his face closer.

"ah……"

Xunzi let out a short cry.

Meeting his eyes, his gaze was drawn...

After a moment, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes, and she shyly put her rosy little face close to him and kissed his lips.

Kiyoaki Matsueda was still not in a hurry. He held her face and kissed her.

Her eyes were closed, her curved eyelashes trembled slightly, her cheeks were flushed, and her small hands were placed on his chest in a reserved manner.

After a long time.

Looking at the beautiful woman with a face full of resentment, Songeda Qingxian suppressed his impulse and said, "I want to make a small request."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xunzi bit her lip and asked shyly, "Do you want me to wear stockings?"

"You really understand me." Matsueda Kiyoaki was happy.

"I still don't know what kind of pervert you are!" Xunzi pinched him hard, then pushed him away, walked to the suitcase, hesitated for a moment, turned around and asked: "What style do you want me to wear?"

"Do I have any choice?" Matsueda Kiyoaki widened his eyes.

Xunzi felt shy and embarrassed. She turned her eyes away and whispered, "I know you like these, so I prepared a few more sets."

Songzhi Qingxian looked strange and asked tentatively, "Are there any with decorations?"

I thought that was all, but she blushed and looked out the window, saying in a whisper, "We have the full set..."

Songzhi Qingxian sighed to the sky: "It's over, you woman have gone further and further down the path of depravity..."

"Stop making so much noise. Just tell me whether you love me or not!" Xunzi cursed with gritted teeth.

"Love, love, love, put it on quickly, this pearl set!" Songzhi Qingxian sat upright.

"Turn your back and don't look!" Xunzi scolded.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before..." Matsueda Kiyoaki muttered and turned his back.

In the quiet house, the sound of clothes sliding onto the floor could be heard. Xunzi bent over naked and put on a set of underwear. She then found a pair of black high-heeled shoes with red soles and side darts and put them on her black silk feet.

Finally, she tidied her hair and slowly turned around: "Okay..."

As a result, the young man turned around at some point and was looking at her without blinking.

"..."

Xunzi glared at him at first, then raised the corners of her mouth slightly, smiling shyly and timidly, like a newlywed wife waiting for her husband to visit her.

Kiyoaki Matsueda jumped up suddenly, walked to her side, hugged her, and fell on the white sheets together.

Xunzi was in a state of slight excitement. Under the light, her skin was congested and her toes were trembling slightly.

As soon as her lips parted and her breath hadn't recovered, she whispered, "Don't make me wait any longer..."

"I've been waiting for you to say this..."

"ah!"

Xunzi frowned beautifully

When it became thick, her breath was hot, and she whispered softly: "I like you, I like you..."

(End of this chapter)