I remember in the darkness the small back of the straw hat as it walks away. That light that comforted me in my loneliness, trapped in the spell of Kuon.
It didn't come to see me today either. I wonder if it is lost somewhere. Is she injured and crying? Or is she tired of me already?
Can you hear the bell? Are you being followed by a cat? Maybe it's tinnitus or something. Oh, you want me to follow you to the hospital?
Now? No, I don't hear any bells. Huh? I don't think there's a doorbell. Hey.
Good evening. I am sorry for calling so late at night. My name is Ngucane, and I am the one who helped you the other day. I have come to thank you for your hospitality. I wonder if you could open the door for me.
Yes, I know. The other day may have been a long time ago for you. Don't you remember?
When you were just a little straw man, you know, you used to play with a little wooden statue of a dog at the back of a nearby shrine during summer vacation.
You called me "wan-wan" and loved me every day, didn't you? You stroked me many times with your little hands like autumn leaves.
It was a statue that was large enough for little you to hold, and yes, it was shaped almost like a Shiba Inu. We played hide-and-seek in the grass together and became a family by playing games.
Do you remember those days when we had so much fun? I was not able to move a bit back then, though, so it was your one-man game.
Even in my small, miserable dog form, I was only a little glad that I was a wooden statue when the young lady's plump hands would stroke my chest.
Did you remember? It's that wan-wan. I am glad I found this place before you reached the end of your life span. I have always wanted to repay you.
Long, long after you leave me. I will never do anything wrong. Please open this iron door.
Good boy. Thank you. For believing in me and opening the door. But I must say, I'm surprised. You were just a little girl then, and now you've grown up.
People's children really grow up fast. Hmm? Because in that tiny wooden statue state, I can't take you anywhere, can I?
What do you think? Isn't this much better than a carved wooden dog? You're blushing so much. I'm glad you like it.
We have a lot to talk about, and you are welcome to come visit us at the mansion. Today, then, is it a little too soon? Yes, it is. Yes, it is. Then tomorrow is good. I will make the appropriate preparations for you now.
We will pick you up again tomorrow at the same time. You are to clean yourself up well before then and wait on the floor.
Don't wear anything with a strong scent. And just like today, when the doorbell rings, welcome me.
Tasty? Hey, I drank this too. It's a special drink made on our side of the world. It's pleasantly intoxicating, and no matter how much you drink, it won't give you a bad taste. Smells sweet, doesn't it? The smell alone is enough to get you drunk, right? That's right. Just the way it is.
This smooth texture. You can't tell with clothes on. Come on, let's take off your clothes. Don't worry, it's nothing to be ashamed of. Nothing ties you down in this house.
Forget all the suffocating common sense of the human world. It's hot, isn't it? Your body is on fire from all that booze.
There, I got it off good. Good boy. You are adorable when you are indulging your desires like that. The greed of a human child does not change its roots through the ages, does it?
They have magnificent homes, fine food, fine wine, and beautiful men and women, and they struggle to touch the illusion of the divine realm, even though they do not know what true beauty is.
It is a great thing to see how people can be so tasteless, because they have thrown their lives away to make themselves look even a little better than they are.
Oh, I cracked it. I'm still a little unsure of the force. It's okay, it's not happening to you. You're the only one.
It's getting smaller inside. You're about to give it your best shot. Turn around. Let me see you fall into my touch.
You turned your face away. Why didn't you show me your face? I told you to look at me. Didn't you hear me? You're a bad boy. Disobeying my orders.
Shhh. Don't resist. One more time. It's your fault for not obeying me and hiding it when I asked to see it. I'm getting the hang of this. You like the roughness, don't you? Your voice is getting louder. Does it feel good?
Well then, let me see your face when you do it this time. Or is it just instinct? Either way, you are a terrible slut.
Crying with such a flirtatious voice to someone who is not your own kind. I like to be penetrated in the back like this. Like this, hard and rough? Of course I like it. I'll poke you as hard as I can, even to the point where a human being can't reach.
Are you shaking? Did I turn the water temperature down too low?
But then, her cheeks and ears turned bright red. They look like ripe pomegranates. Oh, it looks so good. Give me a taste.
You're making that sound again. Yeah, it's adorable. It's really adorable. I'll give you endless pleasure that you can't experience in the world of depression.
I'm getting wetter and wetter. Can you get aroused under such circumstances? It's nice, isn't it? It's shallow, just the way I like it. You like it deep inside? Then I'll give you as many thrusts as you want. Come on, lift your hips. Like you always do when you want it.
Purring like a female cat in heat. Does it feel that good? Don't call me any other name. Not your parents, not your siblings, not your friends. I'm the only one you're allowed to call by name from now on. Only me. Only me.
Once upon a time, there was a lonely monster. It was so rampaging that it annoyed people so much that it was finally sealed up in a stupid carved wooden dog.
Well, a long time has passed since then, maybe a hundred or two hundred years. So many years that no one remembers the monster.
The monster was bored. He was fed up with the days when he could not even die. Then a savior appears.
A foolish and foolhardy girl who thought the carved wooden dog in which the monster was enclosed was just a toy called the carved wooden dog wan-wan, and the girl adored the monster. Then she became enchanted by the monster.
Even when the girl got tired of the carved wooden dog and stopped coming to play with it, the monster continued to think about her. He thought and thought, and struggled. It wanted to regain the warmth that had left it.
One day you hear the value of a strange bell, and the voice of a man who tempts you.
Good evening. I apologize for coming so late at night, but I have come to thank you for your kindness. Could you please open the door?
The time is the present day. However, the world was not known to have any strange phenomenon. One day, as an adult, the heroine is visited by a man who calls himself "Gusen.
Good evening, sorry for the late hour. My name is Kujou, and I am the owner of the company that helped you the other day. I am here to offer my heartfelt thanks, Would you please open the door?"
The heroine has no memory of helping such a man at all, but she could not resist the kind offer from the handsome man, even though she thought it was dangerous.
Words are words - the voice of a demon has the power to make people follow it. Will the heroine, who has been lured by words into eating food from the other world, and who has become physically involved with a demon, ever be able to return to reality?
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◆Goujou (CV: Chasuke) Long ago, it was sealed in a wooden statue of a round dog, A demon (evil god) sealed in the main hall of a shrine as a sacred object. He was eating people and causing disasters for amusement, but eventually he lost out to a grateful goddess. The heroine, who was young and reckless, discovered it when she was playing explorer, For a while, I hid it in the woods behind the house as a secret treasure and played with it. One day, when the heroine (young) takes it down, it cracks and the seal breaks. He pretends to be kind to the heroine, but his true nature is black-hearted, and he resents her for abandoning him and not coming back. I do what I want to do whether the heroine cries or screams.
track list
Track 1 Once upon a time 1:06
Track 2 Reunion 5:34
Track 3 Banquet (massage, ear licking)13:17
Track 4: In the bedroom (R18 tipsy doting sleepback)12:31
Track 5: At a Hot Springs (R18 Lukewarm Lotion Onsen Sex)18:09
Track 6: Darkening (R18G)11:47
Track 7: The Conclusion (R18: Word of Life, Rape Sex) 10:07
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