On Astral Tides: From Humble Freelancer To Astral Emperor

“You’re… ah… getting quite good at that now.” I looked down at the naked Tsukiko, who had one hand around my cock, her mouth engulfing the tip in her warm wetness. Her ruby eyes looked up at me wryly, and she mumbled, her voice a little unclear.

“Practice… makes perfect, yes?”

Her cheeky retort amused me, and I continued to stroke her damp black hair and the smooth whiteness of her back. “It sure does. It’s always… interesting to me… how everyone is different…” My words were languid, the pleasant sensation of Tsukiko’s mouth and tongue relaxing me. Her pace was less frenetic than Shaeula or Eri, but no less arousing.

“Do not think of others right now…” she complained, though clearly she wasn’t actually angry. “This is our time, yes? Now… there, I think…” Her tongue lapped at the underside of my glans, finding a sensitive spot, and I bit down on a groan, though that just brought further amusement to her ruby eyes, so I let it out honestly.

“Yes, ah… that’s… uh… the spot!”

“It seems so.” Tsukiko agreed. Her hand was squeezing and stroking me, and my balls were starting to fill with fire, my need to release increasing. Sensing that, she continued to suck and lick, though now her head was sliding forwards and backwards too, until her lips were pressing against her hand, my entire cock covered in her warm embrace. Now she was unable to speak, but her eyes said everything, and my stroking hands continued to reassure her.

Her breath was coming hot and fast now, matching mine, and as she continued to suck and caress my dick, I let out a sharp gasp, my cock trembling. Tsukiko closed her lips tighter, though she was careful not to graze me with her teeth, and moments later I could hold it no more, and a stream of hot cum shot into her mouth. Releasing my dick with her hand, she carefully cupped it under her mouth, catching the pearly rivulets that spilled from the corners of her lips. Her throat worked, and her lips pursed, further tightening up on me, as warm liquid continued to pour in.

“That was… amazing.” I complimented her, as she finally pulled away, her chin soaked and slimy, her lips too. Blinking, she coughed, spilling a white tide into her already sticky hand, before licking her lips, her expression contemplative.

“If I was not prepared, I might have drowned.” Tsukiko mused, idly stirring at the sticky mess of semen with one finger. “I am rather sheltered, but… such a volume is surely not normal, especially not after our earlier lovemaking.”

“You’re right.” I agreed, getting up and going to the water jug. Sadly, it was almost empty, but it took only a moment to conjure some elemental water to refill it. I even added a drop of precious Spirit Water, to revive her. As I handed a glass over, Tsukiko paused for a moment, realising both her hands were sticky and filthy.

“It’s all right. You don’t have to drink it down. Besides, I think you already did.” I waved a hand, and cleansing water freshened her hands, sweeping the filth away. Though it’s not like I can destroy matter. Uh… Casting the mess into the shower in a bubble of water, I watched as Tsukiko rinsed her mouth.

“I have no objection. But… the taste and texture is… not my favourite.” she admitted, swallowing more water, before setting down the glass with a small sigh. She then opened and closed her jaw, as if loosening it up. “…and it is also rather fatiguing, using my mouth in such a fashion. However…” She touched her chest. “…my heart did stir. I suppose it is like a kiss. Very… intimate.”

She lay back down beside me, snuggling close. The faint booms of the fireworks outside continued to echo, but we both paid them little mind, instead, revelling in the moment.

“Yeah, it would be. I hope you weren’t too discomforted.” I continued to stroke her beautiful hair, which pleased her.

“Compared to that time in the hot springs, no, it was not as uncomfortable. Although… that had its charms.” Her smile was rueful, and I couldn’t help but kiss her. Since she had rinsed, all I could taste was her own sweet fragrance, and as our tongues and lips separated, she let out a soft giggle. “Both make my chest feel tight. It is… almost a religious experience, perhaps. I am… better at following, not demanding, I suppose.”

Shaking my head, I gave out an amused groan. “Damn, I hope you’re not telling me you are a masochist, Tsukiko. I have enough trouble with one pervert pursuing me…”

“Masochist? I have no wish to be bullied. In fact…” She snuggled closer, and sadly that was starting to spark my cock back into life, strength flooding back into it. “I deeply wish to be pampered, I believe. Yet… I am also a woman who craves a guiding hand. Whether it is due to my nature as the Diviner, or… I could be the Diviner due to such a nature, I would not like to speculate. Yet… I also have rather old-fashioned views, I suppose. I am not… modern… like women such as Kana. I am a wife who will serve in the bedroom.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not into bullying women.” I promised. “And… well, that time, it was because you were unused to it, that’s why it was more arousing. But sure, I’m not one to deny you anything. When you’re around and I’m feeling horny, maybe I’ll ask you to service me.” I glanced at her large breasts, which were firmly squashed against me, our skins warm. “I reckon you could certainly give me a great titjob…”

“I shall do my best to learn. And…” Her gaze softened. “…while I confess to feeling a certain measure of trepidation before this night, I was reassured by the others, and our past deeds, that it would be an experience I would never wish to forget and… yes, they were correct. As… as was I.” She seemed oddly proud of herself, and as I raised one eyebrow quizzically, she laughed softly. “After all, it seems my taste in men is sound.”

“Cheeky!” I playfully swatted her ass, and her pussy tightened up, a little nectar and other fluids trickling free. “I’m glad though. I want you to be happy. Always. You deserve it. And… I believe I’m the one to do it. Despite everything, I believe it.”

“Having doubts?” she asked, now serious. “If so, I shall do as your mother wishes, and listen and soothe your cares, as only an older woman can.” She shifted, pulling my head down to use her breasts as soft pillows once more. “Speak. We have time yet.”

“I always have doubts.” I snorted, indulging in her care, though I couldn’t resist idly stroking her ass and thighs, enjoying the way she was incredibly sensitive, her skin heating up again. “But… I think that’s necessary.”

“I agree.” Tsukiko stroked my head, matching my own earlier petting of her hair. “Being too certain can blind us to the truths we do not wish to, or cannot see. Though… doubts must be carefully considered ones. Being too fearful… it distracts us. Here, it turns out I had naught to fear, and much to gain. And… it does seem in these times, there are no barriers between us, no need to dissemble, or to try and look good. We are naked, and more than just physically. Our true selves are exposed, laid bare.”

“Yeah.” I agreed. “Though there’s an even deeper level to it.”

“You mean Lovers’ Link? I can feel it deepening.” Tsukiko suggested, but I shook my head, her breasts bouncing at my movement.

“Actually, no.” My Eyes glowed, and Tsukiko shivered as I stared deep into her.

“Is there more you wish to see?” she asked. “But all I am is bare before you. After all… I only live by your grace.”

“Wrong. Even if it wasn’t me, Yukiko would have stepped up. But yes… there’s always more. I’ve seen sides of you nobody ever has. Honestly… you’re right. Mom’s right too. I think that’s what makes you Tsukiko. You are a wise, almost motherly figure, but at the same time… you are shy, naïve and almost girlish. I never would have figured out you are the sort that likes it rough without this night…”

At my teasing she smiled back at me. “I think again you are deliberately misunderstanding me. All I said was, as my husband, you should take a firm hand and tone with me. That would please me.”

“And I will.” I grinned a touch wickedly. “Honestly, you have a Skill I hate.” As she raised one eyebrow, I explained.

Divine Possession, Tsukuyomi – As one who bears the potent blessing of a truly Divine being, you may allow them to possess your body willingly, or they may forcibly inject a fraction of their presence within you. Their strength will be limited by your own, but this Skill allows them to release more of their power than would otherwise be possible.

Due to the great power of Tsukuyomi, this Skill will likely lead to catastrophic damage or even death if used recklessly, only a miniscule portion of his might can be held within. This can allow you to access some of his power, increasing all your Statistics and Skill Ranks related to his portfolio temporarily, and also greatly increasing your Foresight Statistic. Persisting in this state for more than moments will surely cause additional backlash and critical damage.

“I… see. Do you think…?” Tsukiko began, and I nodded, understanding.

“Not just that. Your Chakra network is rather odd as well, but yeah, I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s how you’ve been receiving your visions and prophecies. It pisses me off though, you know? And it certainly ends now.”

“Oh? Jealous? Of the Gods?” Tsukiko asked, her smile suddenly rather wicked. “How… adorable. I would think you have no grounds for such…”

“I know, and that makes it worse.” I had to laugh, embarrassed at my own hypocrisy. “Despite that… I don’t like the idea of Tsukuyomi interfering with you. Sorry, but…” I kissed her lips again. “…you’re mine, Matsumuro Tsukiuko. And that’s never going to change.” I made my tone stern, like she wanted, and I was pleased to see her flush deepen, her skin matching her crimson eyes.

“Yes. I know.” Her hand went to her belly. “You have marked me deep inside. Perhaps even now… new life is born. Even if not… I am a woman who is dedicated. After all, I dedicated myself to Tsukuyomi…” She couldn’t help but tease me. “…besides, you seem to have no issue with Shiro and Taṇhā. If it was not Tsukuyomi, but Amaterasu… would you be more at ease? Or perhaps even happy.” She stared at me boldly. “Would you try and seduce her? She is married, according to the teachings of the faith.”

“Cheeky!” I slapped her ass gently again, and she shifted playfully. “You know why I don’t mind Tan, I know her, and trust her. Now… now there’s even less of a problem. But…” I raised my eyes to the roof above, imagining the faint sliver of moon visible in the night sky, though the fireworks were currently likely eclipsing its brilliance. “…Tsukuyomi, if you’re listening. If you cause Tsukiko any more harm, or you use her recklessly… you’ll answer to me!”

“How arrogant. To chastise the Gods themselves.” Tsukiko marvelled. “I do not hate it, though. And I have no need of such powers. I shall not call him. After all…” She was the one kissing me now, a greedy passion driving her tongue to slip into my mouth, tangling with mine. As we separated, her letting out a faint moan of passion, she finished her pledge. “…I have let a man inside me now. You. And just as I am a woman of faith, I am a faithful woman. Besides, he is far, far from here. And you are by my side.”

“Do you think he heard me?” I asked, and she shrugged.

“Who can say? Perhaps Taṇhā could, though from knowing her, she is… less inspirational than one would expect from a Goddess. Though I daresay that will change. You can change us all. Be it an ordinary woman like Eri or Kana, a spiritual being such as Shaeula or Asha… or even a Divine being such as Taṇhā or these Valkyries. You changed me as well. And Yukiko. Perhaps… perhaps that is your greatest talent.”

“Maybe so. I hope he heard though. While again I’m grateful he brought us together… you had to suffer far too much. But that’s over now.” I promised, and she agreed.

“Yes. I believe it is. I am no longer alone, faceless and nameless. Besides, I must live on… if only to see the day…” Her smile was now incredibly wicked, and so heartbreakingly beautiful I was entranced for a moment. It was as if her eyes were glowing crimson full moons themselves. “…that you strike Tsukuyomi in the face for what he has done.”

“You think it’ll come to that?” I blinked, the momentary sense of magnificent beauty fading, though of course, Tsukiko was still breathtaking. “Don’t get me wrong, if he troubles you further, I won’t hold back, but…” My earnest words were interrupted by her laughter and another kiss.

“I appreciate your bravery.” she whispered, when we were done. “I am simply teasing you. I would not see the pair of you at odds. My love for you both is different, but… it is still love, just as we love our parents, or you… your sister. Although… perhaps that is a bad example.” Once more I realised Tsukiko, for all her shy, solemn aloofness, was actually quite the wicked woman when her walls, or perhaps I should say her veils, were pierced.

“Right then! Enough teasing your husband.” I chuckled, putting on a mock-menacing air. “I can see I have to teach you a lesson.” Remembering her earlier words, I grabbed my dick. “Time to go to work again, Tsukiko. Drain me dry!”

With a smile, she reached down, and soon we were indulging in some more rough play, my earlier worries set aside… but not forgotten. Maybe Daiyu is rubbing off on me, but… I don’t like the idea of others being stronger than us, that they can bend us to their whims as they please. Tan… Tan’s no longer one of those problems, she’s one of us now, but… the Gods… yeah, I can see why she wants to surpass the Heavens. Only then can we be sure we are in charge of our own fates…

Seeing I was distracted, Tsukiko took that as a challenge, and as her tongue and hands sped up, I held in a groan. But then… it seems that my own Heaven is here…

*** ʀᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛʀs ᴀᴛ novl(ꜰ)ire.et

Tsukiko’s cheeks bulged as her mouth was filled with my cum. This time, the amount was starting to diminish, even my constitution struggling to keep up. As my softening cock popped free, she opened her mouth, revealing a sea of pearly white on her tongue. She then swirled it around, diluting it with her saliva, before swallowing, a complicated expression on her face. When her throat stopped gulping, she grimaced. “I still need to get used to the taste. But I do feel rather… hot… inside… when I drink it.” Her legs twitched restlessly, and I could see she was oozing, her scent filling the room.

“It makes sense. And let me prove it to you.” I grinned, parting her legs. “It’s not just you girls that can give oral. I’m all about equality.” I winked as I slid down the stained futon, though then I paused, as she closed her legs, knees trapping my head.

“Do not.” She was flushed, this time with embarrassment, I wagered. “I am… not clean! There is even blood…”

“And that’s an easy fix.” Water element swirled, cleansing the filth, carrying it away. I had used Ether Healing earlier, so she wasn’t in any pain, and the bleeding had stopped. She shivered as water trickled inside her, like a gentle caress of liquid fingers. Soon, the mess of fluids was safely disposed of, and I stared into her pussy, which was slightly open, pulsing invitingly, and it twitched under the intensity of my gaze.

“Do… you have to peer at me so… so intensely?” she asked, and I nodded, eyes still on her.

“Of course I do. Every inch of you is fascinating to me. Besides, you’ve given me a lot of pleasure, despite being a beginner. It’s not something I should brag about, but… the girls tell me I’m quite good at this. Must be my Fortitude at work.” With that, I slid my tongue along her slit, my hands stroking her thighs and ass. She moaned, starting to leak nectar almost immediately, and those moans intensified as my tongue licked up at her clit, her breathing deepening, coming faster.

“That… it feels… ah… lewd!”

“So it should. It’s a lewd act, after all.” Tsukiko’s exaggerated reactions and great sensitivity were fuelling my need to bully her playfully, so I continued to attack her with my tongue, occasionally sinking inside her pussy to lap at her trembling walls, the taste of her nectar sharp on my tongue. I was polishing her clit with one vibrating finger now, intensifying her pleasure, and it didn’t take long for her back to arch and her body to shudder, as an orgasm swept through her.

“That… uh…oh… my whole body… was white.” she whispered, trying to bring her breathing back under control, as she lay beside me, her body trembling restlessly. I draped an arm around her, looking into her moist ruby eyes, and smiled reassuringly.

“Did you like it?”

“Did I?” She was embarrassed, but didn’t hesitate to answer. “Perhaps I should say I did not hate it, but… I shall be honest. Yes, it felt rather wonderful.” She reached out and touched my jaw. “But do you not grow tired?”

At the question, I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Nowadays? Nope. With my stamina I could give you oral all night…”

“Please do not. I would simply die! Perhaps from… dehydration…” She grimaced shamefacedly, glancing down at her slit, which was once again sodden with her liquids, a sticky, salacious scent filling the hut. Overhead, the fireworks were winding down, our show of piety to Tsukuyomi coming to an end. In more ways than one, although…

“…or if not, from… from the pleasure. The Gods made us so that we are not complete unless we are two joined as one. It seems the shrine maidens of old Japan knew this well. But I will never embrace another.” Her words were from the heart, and I was impressed and touched by her unshakeable resolve. “I know I told my parents that this perhaps would not work, our relationship, but I cared enough to try, yet…” She placed her free hand on her chest. “…I feel a connection. Not… not merely the two that bind us, Lovers’ Link, and your Throne, but… a genuine emotional one. Perhaps it is like Shiro has told me. We who are lonely and fragile fall too hard when a man shows us pure love, affection and dedication. You loved me enough to risk yourself against that vile abomination. You had deep enough affection to cry for me as I vanished… and… your dedication to restoring me and my happiness… how could I not love you?”

“I have my flaws too, but…” I kissed her hand, as if she was a princess. “…you’re right. I have love and affection for you, Tsukiko. And also desire and lust. You’re beautiful, inside and out. As for dedication… that’s the issue. But Eri and Shaeula already beat the solution into me. I’ll just have to show fifty times the dedication any other man could, so it all balances out. I can learn lessons… and…” Hugging her close, I continued to peer into her eyes, hoping my earnest desires came across clearly. “…I’ll never give you up. If you ever have any worries or doubts, I’ll meet any challenge, defeat any foe, to see them resolved. And if I can’t, Eri or the others can, for stuff that only women understand…”

Tsukiko was the one chuckling now. She patted my head, once more exuding motherly charm. “There, there. No need to fret, Akio. I am a mature, patient woman. I may be lacking certain types of life experience, but… I am not hasty. In fact, you know me to be far, far too stubborn for my own good. Once I have decided upon something, I shall not be moved. And… I decided upon you.” Her smile was suddenly rather wicked, the gap between her usual stoic demeanour and her impish teasing extremely moe, and equally arousing. “So be prepared to struggle with my resolve. Just as I clung to my role as Tsukuyomi’s Diviner, I shall cling to you. Perhaps you will even grow tired of it…”

“Never!” I promised, and we kissed, gentle pecks at each other’s soft lips, though that quickly turned into a deeply passionate battle, our tongues probing each other, tangling together, saliva splashing. When we were done, she blinked lazily, satisfied.

“Yes. I have indeed missed out on much, but… had I not, I would not be here now, I suspect. Though I wonder, would you have saved me still? No, that is an unfair question.” she apologised. “Now, let me change the subject. How are matters… elsewhere?”

“It’s all in hand.” My  smile was rueful now. “I’m just overseeing everyone’s training. I’m quite eager to hand out the other Favours. There’s a few that are almost ready. Though Motoko…” I pursed my lips. “She’s pushing herself harder than I’d like…”

“It is only natural. Her dearest friend has succeeded where she has yet failed, and their relationship up until recently, when you entered their lives, was complicated. My knowledge of the nobility is limited, we arbitrate through Takakura house if we have the need, but I understand that Motoko stood above Natsumi, even if both wished for a more equal relationship. The balance has shifted, and it pains her… I suspect it pains Natsumi too.”

“I think you’re right.” I agreed. “Natsumi’s trying to encourage her. But… I’m not too worried. Motoko and Natsumi are strong, and while she’s frustrated, the challenge is only helping Motoko focus. I just wish she’d understand there’s no need to rush.”

“Is there not? Are you sure?” Tsukiko chastised me gently. “Time is one thing none of us have. So much is happening all at once. And nobody wishes to be left behind again, or be tossed in the stormy seas of fate due to a lack of power.”

“Even you?” I asked, and she nodded.

“Of course. Even I lament my powerlessness sometimes. Though…” Her expression was thoughtful. “…while I do wish the ability to defend myself, so that you and the others are not put in danger to save me once again, I feel my role should be different. My strengths are my knowledge and predictive abilities, even if…” Once more her smile was teasing, so I gently and lovingly mock-punished her by lightly slapping and then groping her ass.

“Ah… mm… you dislike the thought of… uh… Tsukuyomi’s presence. Such a… ah… jealous husband I have!”

“Guilty as charged.” I enjoyed the soft feel of Tsukiko’s rich ass and thighs as I playfully toyed with her, but my grey gaze was serious. “…but go on.”

“Now that Yasaka-san is stripped of his Favour, your most potent source of outside wisdom, beyond your Eyes, is sealed. The poor man… he was like me. Lacking strength. Though he has some good fortune. He can be saved.”

Yeah. He’s stable in his coma, and when we visit Kyoto I’ll get him back on his feet. From seeing a number of Chosen who’ve been stripped of their Favours via Conqueror, there’ll be some dregs left which I can shape into something he can use, but… it’ll be the end of his career as a Chosen, most likely…

“Yes, you have the knowledge Goddess Taṇhā is now more willing to share, and your Valkyrie too…” Seeing the slight pout on Tsukiko’s face led to another bout of passionate kissing and groping, and when we were done she attempted to sternly reproach me with her gaze, but that just turned me on again, and one thing led to another. Some five minutes later, her chest heaving, she grimaced, though I could tell she was just bashful, rather than angry or upset, and her flushed face showed she had enjoyed it.

“If you would not distract me…?” she grumbled, and I admired that side of her too. Seeing all the emotions she had kept hidden these years was a rare treat, and one only I could truly savour. At my nod, she finished her explanation.

“Just as Motoko, Natsumi, your sister, and everyone else, are training to maximise their abilities, or seeking to gain new powers, so too must I. And what batter avenue to focus on that my own strengths, especially since you have returned Tsukuyomi’s Favour to me? Just as you manipulated Ajé-Shaluga’s twin Favours, perhaps you, who once bore Tsukuyomi’s, given by my hand, can make use of it to forge a gift of prophecy more to your liking, and less likely to arouse your jealousy!”

“Tell me what you think of me, why don’t you?” I chuckled, patting her head, as well as lightly swatting her ass again. “It’s true though. Since meeting the Norns, I find it easier to see the Gods as tangible beings. I should have understood that since I know Tan, but… she honestly doesn’t feel that Divine, most of the time. Though don’t tell her I said so…” Seems like Tsukiko and I are definitely on the same wavelength…

“What is it worth to you?” Tsukiko teased me, and once more our lips locked together for a few moments.

“That shall do.” Tsukiko touched her damp lips when we parted.

“I suppose I might as well get started then.” My Eyes took in Tsukiko’s network. It was an unusual one. I could see that it shared a lot of similarities to Shiro’s original atrophied one, as well as her newer one that Tan’s presence had created. It was functional, certainly, but… felt incomplete.

As I stared into her deeply, Tsukiko shivered. Though to keep the mood cheerful, she further enquired about what I was doing with my Astral body, so as I ran various possibilities for working on Tsukiko through my Split Thoughts, I kept up some light-hearted chatter.

“…so Shiro and the others have told me I am not to check the status of the Territory until Christmas morning. It’s fairly obvious what they are up to though. But I’ll humour them.”

“Your Territory requires no pressing work, and even if it does, you have delegated functions. Even to me.” Tsukiko agreed. “Though the lack of restrictions I am under is puzzling.”

“Come on, how could I restrict you? You’re my fiancée, aren’t you?” I scoffed.

“I know you formally proposed, I am not sure I accepted, did I?” she retorted. “Though I suppose I obviously shall. But I would not wish you to think me an easy woman.”

“Easy?” I snorted wryly. “To win your heart I had to face down both a God and a damn toad monster. Easy.” I shook my head, before coming to a conclusion. “You aren’t tied into Tsukuyomi like Shiro is to Tan, obviously. So the first thing to do is to make some changes to your Chakra network.”

“I see.” She gazed at me, her crimson eyes trusting. “Does that mean you shall be crafting me a Fae-style network, with a lunar Chakra?”

“I think it’ll work. Tsukuyomi’s Favour shouldn’t interfere with that, and the additional strength in terms of aetheric and elemental generation and control it offers is too tempting to pass up… even that would be a boost to your safety.”

“And more importantly… I can share in the Fae method of making love.” she pointed out triumphantly, before her smile changed again, turning sly. Another new expression, and one likely none but I have ever seen. Though I don’t wish to keep all her emotions to myself. She needs to face the world. Of course… some expressions will remain mine and mine alone.

“You are thinking if it too, I see.” She teased. “Poor Shiro. She has been good to me, made me welcome, but… she will miss out again. Her jealousy shall spike. But I am sure you find it cute, do you not?”

“Guilty as charged. Shiro’s adorable when she’s sulking. But she doesn’t stay down for long. Anyway… the Favour…”

Tsukuyomi’s Future Reflected By The Moon:

This Divine Favour is made of concentrated Adherence, refined Ether and Soullight infused Truesoul strands, though it has been somewhat damaged by being transferred to another, and then returned to the original bearer, and tangled traces remain. The shining fullness of Tsukuyomi’s light illuminates strands of Fortune and Fate, sifting the myriad futures, searching for strands of intersecting possibilities where disaster may be averted by a single action, or great providence brought by a precise intervention. Mortal beings are unable to encompass the full scope of the tapestry of events that make up the uncertain future, so these moments of confluence, these nexus where events overlap, are seen as metaphorical dreams and visions, open to interpretation, but containing enough wisdom to serve as a guiding path, the illumination of the moon showing the way.

Just as Tsukuyomi’s light guides through the darkest of nights, so too shall the bearer of this Favour illuminate the uncertain future. [Class: Legendary] [Type: Fate]

“It’s a bit of a mess, I’m afraid, but… it’s yours again. I prefer it to Divine Possession, that’s for sure. And honestly, it’s surely easier for Tsukuyomi to use. After all, the Book Of Providence didn’t need Minerva to possess Yasaka-san.”

“Your jealousy still amuses me. It warms my heart as well.” Tsukiko giggled. “It is quite charming. But honestly, while I have on rare occasions felt the touch of Tsukuyomi, it is distant, fleeting, and…” She flushed, embarrassed, but one hand spread her slit open, while the other touched her left breast over her heart, and her flush only deepened as she realised I had noticed she was oozing again, and her nipples were hard little nubs. “…it is a touch of the mind, of thoughts… not of the body… not… nor of the heart. Do not mistake my love and reverence for Tsukuyomi and the other Gods and Kami of Japan for anything but the piety it is. My love for you is different. And I shall say it as many times as I must. However… jealousy does make me feel secure, so… I do not hate it.”

“Yeah. I’m only… mostly… joking.” I promised. “Though I’m not kidding, I’m still pissed off about everything he expected from you. And the Favour isn’t reward enough for your efforts. The Norns were generous in their own way, and even now I haven’t fully unlocked their gift to us. So there’s no way I’ll let Tsukuyomi get away with being stingy.”

“You would extort a God? Truly, my husband-to-be is a man of large ambitions. How fortunate for me!” Her teasing words led to another brief bout of passionate flirting, before I was finally ready to begin.

“There’s going to be some discomfort, I’m afraid…” I warned her, and Tsukiko’s soft laugh was her answer. “Yeah, I suppose compared to getting killed, this is nothing. Silly me.” I stroked her hair gently. “Anyway… here we go.”

I continued to stroke her hair and back (and occasionally her ass, a little playfully) as I worked, since Chirurgery didn’t need my hands, just my concentration. Soon, her slightly odd network was standardised, and a lunar Chakra was bored into her without any apparent complications. The strands of the Favour, which did loop to the heart, were easily rerouted around the additional capillaries and meridians, and as most of the Favour was around her throat, third eye and crown Chakras, it wasn’t an issue. Once I was done, and the slightly trembling woman in my arms calmed down, I adjusted her Divine Favour a little, strengthening the damaged areas with my own soullight, thickening the Truesoul strands.

“There. All done. Now that wasn’t so bad, was it? And you were very brave.” I praised, and she pouted, embarrassed.

“I am supposed to be a motherly figure, yet here I am, being consoled.”

“These…” I groped her chest teasingly. “…are plenty motherly. Now… sadly we don’t have all night, but…”

At my hint, Tsukiko’s mood improved. “It is nice to be desired, most certainly. And my body is still not satisfied. I had heard that a woman’s first time was exhausting and stressful, but… perhaps it is my constitution?”

“Yeah. You’re definitely a lewd woman…” I chose to misunderstand, and she raised one eyebrow sardonically. “Sorry, I knew what you meant, and you are surely right. My first night with Eri, she was exhausted after just one round. Even when she’d grown a little stronger, one or two bouts was enough to tire her out. But you have your Favour back, and even a little degraded, it has strengthened your Statistics a fair bit. We probably could go all night, but… if we are to do it the Fae way, I’ll need to spend some time showing you how…”

Tsukiko nodded. “There will be other chances, endless days and nights together, I know. But… I dreamed of this night. I would not miss out on making another unforgettable memory.”

“Yeah, even without my near-photographic one, I’ll not ever forget our first night. Nor honestly, any of our times together. I have to say, events have been memorable.”

“That they have!” Tsukiko couldn’t help but agree, and she snuggled close as I explained the process. Thanks to her strange original Chakra network, as well as Tsukuyomi’s meddling with his Favour, Tsukiko had reasonably well-developed Chakras covering light, darkness and spatial elements. She was generating enough of the former two to give her low-Rank Skills, and while she didn’t have the final Skill, she was generating a trickle of spatial, though it was mostly being absorbed into the Truesoul strands of the Favour, merging with the faint glow of generated soullight.

“…so you have to circulate it through me, and take my aether and elemental energies through you. Then we resonate through our lunar Chakras. It’s… both oddly wholesome and intensely erotic. And it’s even better…”

“If we are making love at the same time, yes?” Tsukiko’s smile was bright. “I understand. But do guide me. I have done little but use my strengths instinctively up until now.”

Alone in our hut, now silent as the fireworks had finished, I spared a slight thought for Etsuko-san, who was waiting in the shrine for us. At least you can relax, though I suspect you are fretting, as your mistress is having her first night. But… don’t worry. I’ll make sure she has no regrets…

***

“That’s it, you’ve got it!” I praised her. Tsukiko was an intelligent woman, even if the depths of her knowledge was mostly philosophical and theological. She had a sharp, logical mind, though it was balanced by huge helpings of stubbornness, but that stubbornness had driven her to press on until she succeeded.

“I cannot help but feel you are thinking something rude…” she muttered, and I merely responded with a cheeky grin.

“That’s a good sign. Even without us properly merging our Chakras, you might be getting some resonant thoughts and emotions.”

“Oh, I need no aid in reading you. Even without Lovers’ Link and this, I find you rather simple.” she countered. “Now… we should begin, yes?”

“Yeah.” We positioned ourselves facing each other, hands clasped together to form a circuit. My cock was pressing up against her slit, and she opened her legs, allowing me to slide slowly inside her, pushing through her warm, damp insides, her nectars lubricating me.

“Oh… ah… you are inside me once more.” she gasped, her eyes kind as she stared deep into mine.

“Yeah. I’m just sorry you had to wait so long to find love.”

“If I did not… I would be a cradle-robber, no? If I met you when I was your age, you would be wearing shorts and a red backpack.”

Did she just admit her actual age?

“Do not take it literally.” She sighed, a long exhalation of breath, mixed in with an aroused groan as I shifted position, my cock poking her deeper, more sensitive areas. I too had to bite my lip, as my glans was stimulated by the grinding pressure, as her pussy wriggled and clamped restlessly, as if eager to get started. “While I am not as sensitive about my age as you might expect, I too am a woman.”

She glanced down at where our bodies were joined, her fingers tightening around mine. “In the truest sense, now. But do not apologise. Better a hero we have now, than one who might never come at all, yes? You…” She kissed me gently, and surprised me by starting to shake her hips, her body sliding away from me, my cock rubbing inside her, before she gasped, slamming back into me, driving me deeper. Repeating the motions, she began to circulate her aether and elements, as I had taught her, and I felt a faint trickle pouring into me, carrying her deep emotions. “…came now, so that… ahn… oh… is all that… ahn, ah… matters!”

It’s true. There’s no resentment in her emotions. Only joy and contentment. And honestly… no little lust and arousal. I guess she’s been shackled, supressed too long… I’m happy I can break those chains!

My kiss growing more ferocious, tongue seeking hers, I moved my body in harmony, mirroring her lower body, and with each piston, her body loosened up. The flow of her elements did too, becoming more natural, so I began to trickle in my own. It was difficult to balance, as my Chakras were significantly more powerful, but then a thought occurred to me. I really have become a riajuu, so confident I can think about complicated matters even during sex with such a gorgeous woman as Tsukiko. It’s rude to her, so…

One Split Thought analysed my idea, while a second kept up with my Astral body. All the rest were concentrating on Tsukiko, the feel of her tongue and her pussy, the trembling of her hands in pleasure, the taste of her saliva and the smell of her nectar. Each thrust tightened her up, squeezing me, and wrung passionate, pleased moans from her. Each thrust also sent her energies trembling, as if they were a true part of her, and as they passed through my body, congregating at my lunar Chakra, her emotions grew within me. She was sweating, even the trickle of my elements, numerous and fierce, overwhelming. Spirit Water surged, and a few faint droplets of impurity oozed from her, but I flicked them away to the shower before she could notice.

“This… ahn… oh my… yes…” she gasped when our lips parted for a moment. “…I pity my… ahn… uh… past… self. Even my… ahn, ahn… oh… self of a few… uh… minutes…. ago…ahn…”

I knew what she meant. The spiritual depths of the Fae way of bonding was not explicitly sexual, but if used in that way, it was like having an orgasm with one’s spirit, rather than one’s body. And of course, if we had sex at the same time, the effect was multiplied. Which is… the answer I need to my question, I think…

My Truesoul, that mysterious part of me I barely understood, released soullight, and I passed that through to Tsukiko as well, sending it swirling within her. Her eyes widened, and her movements sped up, her body and heart responding to me with great fervour and greater passion. Now my balls were starting to feel hot and heavy, as if ready to explode, and I could feel Tsukiko having mini orgasms with each thrust, nectar splattering our thighs, her moans now dreamy and full of joy.

“This… ahn… overwhelming! But… if the… ahn… oh… spirit… does not… ahn… uh… white… everything is white!” She spasmed, cumming, biting down on her lip, her hands tightening on mine uncomfortably. She didn’t stop her hips though, so neither did I, and as I kept her fires burning, my soullight was suddenly drawn out from me in greater quantities, and it drew in more of my elemental energies, most notably spatial, as well as my mutated light and darkness elements.

“…serious, trying… oh Gods… make a… ahn… point… spirit… never… lies, then… ahn, ahn, ahhhhhh…” She came again, but was determined to get out her words, and I sensed that despite her arousal and passion, her gaze was wise, profound, her long years of service to Tsukuyomi giving her some odd understandings I lacked.

“Your… soul…” Sweat was pouring from her, droplets scattering onto me. “…immutable. Love… passion… ahn… oh… cum… soon for me… I am… breaking… too much… ahn, oh… pleasure… soul… means… forever!”

“So beautiful!” I gasped, sealing her lips, seeing the Tsukiko before me almost glowing like the moon. Her dishevelled state somehow enhanced her perfect beauty, and it was as if she was a Goddess to match Tan. Her pussy convulsed as she orgasmed again and again without end, and I erupted, the rest my body had received as I taught Tsukiko how to mover her elements having refilled my semen, so she flooded. And not just with that. My soullight was flowing out of me. Not just through the Fae way of bonding, but through Lovers’ Link, and my Throne bond, and even…

The remnants of The Future Reflected By The Moon… they are still connected, I sensed that, but now…

I felt something, a prickle of Foresight. Nothing ominous, yet… something is happening, something unpredictable, yet important…

“So much… you surely… do wish… to have me bear… your child…” Tsukiko gasped out the words, but she never let go of my hands, nor our circulating energies, even as I continued to pour cum out into her, it spilling free, soaking her legs and belly. “…but I think… we have… created… a different… child…”

Her eyes turned to the side, and in the half-drunk sake jug, despite the hut being sealed, I could see it, the faint reflection of a moon. No, not a moon, a moonless night sky…

“I… suppose… my prayer… to Tsukuyomi… and Mount Gassan… the shrine…” she managed a tired giggle, as her pussy wrung the last of my cum from me, my ardour fading. The circulation of elements scattered too, though only a little of her thoughts and emotions returned to me, the rest, including my soullight and elements, were drawn into the Favour, which was blazing, shifting even as I gazed at it with my Eyes.

“Tsukuyomi… bore witness. We do not… have a mythology… of blind Gods… here in Japan. Perhaps… Tsukuyomi… shall be… first when… you take revenge!” Her tired chuckle was full of self-reflection as she drew me close via our bound hands. “Eri and Shaeula… warned me… making love… always seems to… bring about miracles. So…” Despite her exhaustion, she clenched her ass, her slit closing on my dick, rubbing it, bringing it back to life again. “…continue. I see the shining moon. An omen. And I feel… we are tied… by it. Two sides… of the same… moon. Now… I am… tired… so… take the lead. As… as my husband-to-be should!”

I don’t need a second invitation, but you’re right. The Gods better not be peeking. I don’t have an exhibition fetish, and while I’m proud of my women, I’m not one to show them off to sate my ego!

***

I’d lost count of how many times Tsukiko had orgasmed. I was holding firm, knowing even my stamina was waning, but in-between thrusts, when she had a moment to breathe, she had gasped out the history of shrine maidens and other spiritual mediums becoming closer to the Gods via intercourse. And perhaps, because I had possessed his Favour once, and was still tenuously tied to it…

“The moon… rises! One final… push!” she cried. I nodded, gritting my teeth, and tried to enjoy it. What a luxurious problem to have. Being forced to keep fucking my beautiful Tsukiko. But… honestly, I’m not sure it’s fun for her anymore. Too much pleasure can become pain, But… the end is near. If not… I’m almost out of soullight for now…

The Favour had drained me dry, and I had noticed it was pulling from Tsukiko too, though she couldn’t provide much. The strands that were damaged had reknitted, and actually changed, and through my Path, as a Bondweaver, I could somehow sense that a Connection had formed. “All right then. Now is the… time!”

Relaxing my ass, I let Tsukiko’s passion, despite her aching, exhausted body, wring a stream of pearly white heat from me, and as she smiled broadly, despite her utter exhaustion, her fathomless, obsidian black eyes meeting my reflective, silver ones, I felt a deep, abiding bond between us… it was as if her eyes were sucking me in, drawing my consciousness…

Wait, our eyes… aren’t that… oh…

Moments later I was standing hand-in-hand with Tsukiko, atop a snow-capped volcano. The sea stretched out around us endlessly, a mysterious, frigid green, though to the east land was visible, a snowy vista of plains and rocky, volcanic peaks. The sky above was dark, yet we could see clearly, yet there was no moon.

“Ah, the moon is so beautiful tonight.” Tsukiko breathed. She was wearing a simple white dress now, and though it was plain, it highlighted her stunning, mature charms by keeping them from view. “Oh…” She squeezed my hand. “…I know what that means. Yes, I do love you. I would hope that is clear to you now.” Her giggle was charming. “But it really is a beautiful moon. So big and full, reflecting in the sea.”

“Oh? To me, the sky is dark. But I can still see, perhaps by light of the stars, not that I see any.”

“Curious. This is surely a vision then. But… are we both within it? That seems… improbable.” She shook her head. “A vision is not a place. It is an allegory.”

“Maybe so. But I’ve seen a lot of strange things. Such as frozen, replayable slices of the past. And besides…” My Eyes shone, even here, and I found I could see the description of Tsukiko’s Favour had changed. And not just within her. I had it too. It had… repaired itself, changed itself.

Tsukuyomi’s Future Reflected By The Moon, Fates Severed In Silent Darkness

This Divine Favour is made of concentrated Adherence, refined Ether and Soullight infused Truesoul strands, though it has been somewhat damaged by being transferred to another, and then returned to the original bearer, and tangled traces remain. The shining fullness of Tsukuyomi’s light illuminates strands of Fortune and Fate, sifting the myriad futures, searching for strands of intersecting possibilities where disaster may be averted by a single action, or great providence brought by a precise intervention. Mortal beings are unable to encompass the full scope of the tapestry of events that make up the uncertain future, so these moments of confluence, these nexus where events overlap, are seen as metaphorical dreams and visions, open to interpretation, but containing enough wisdom to serve as a guiding path, the illumination of the moon showing the way.

The empty absence of Tsukuyomi’s light allows strands of Fortune and Fate to become dull and weaker, the possibility of severing these strands where none can see achievable with will and resolve. Mortal beings are unable to encompass the full scope of the weight of events that make up the uncertain future, the Karma, the Destiny of such an undeniable force, so these pivotal strands, these nexus where events tangle into knots that can be severed, are not to be sliced recklessly, and only in darkness, the moon’s face turned away, should such acts be risked.

Just as Tsukuyomi’s light guides through the darkest of nights, and the absence leads to mystery and possibility, so too shall the bearers of this split Favour illuminate the uncertain future, and in the darkness, cut threads of unclear or unwelcome destiny. [Class: Legendary] [Type: Fate]

“Fascinating.” Tsukiko breathed, before leaning her head on my shoulder. “It… makes me happy. Though I must apologise.” Her serious gaze made my heart pound, as our breath streamed cold in the frigid air atop the volcano.

“Why?”

“Because… I am happy you will be able to share the visions with me. And they… are usually terrible. I would not have you bear that… put me down!” she pouted, as I lifted her up into a tight hug.

“Nope. Because you were being stubborn Diviner Tsukiko again. I don’t care how terrible they are, you facing them alone is a greater fear for me. For Yukiko, your parents, and your other friends as well. So I’m grateful if I can step in to hold your hand.” I lowered her down again, and she adjusted the hem and neckline of her dress. Fortunately I was clothed too, in a simple black smock. “Now then… I don’t see the vision… oh…”

A great shadow passed overhead, the seas darkening. Instinctively we looked up, only to see…

“Fuck me. A bird? That big? It makes a jumbo jet look like a toy…” I groaned. It was a slim, elegant looking bird with black and white plumage, though the scale…

“I have never flown, but… I can imagine.” Tsukiko agreed. “It is… magnificent. Yet also… I feel sorrow.”

The bird paid us no attention, only to fly down, striking the water with one foot. A fountain of muck shot into the sky, boulders the size of tower blocks falling into the ocean. The bird flapped its wings, and again stamped down. Mud boiled, the sea now a brown sludge, and the bird cried out. The skies rang with lightning, and the bird continued to strike the ground, until the mud receded, and the sea flooded back. Rocks dwarfing mountains surfaced from the cold seas, and soon they sprouted trees, grasses and many creatures. Though upon some… dark figures, twisted, malformed beings lurked. These creatures fell upon the islands full of nature, and the bird cried out angrily. It stomped down, crushing one island, though then the black creatures swarmed up its leg, tearing and biting. A droplet of blood fell, sparkling silver, and sailed overhead, though we couldn’t turn to look at it, as the vision held us.

Lightning descended, and shadows were burned to ashes, but greater shadows grew, beasts with sharp fangs and wicked claws, some carrying great clubs and swords, others with the aspect of beasts, tails wagging furiously. The bird fought and fought, feet crushing islands, and lightning answered its call, as did fire, and ice, but eventually, the bird let out one final, heart-wrenching cry. It took to the skies, only to crash into the frozen ocean, and a great wave of ice, mud and water cascaded towards us like a skyscraper-height tsunami. I instinctively grabbed Tsukiko and turned to shield her, but as the wall of water struck, it passed through us, and I caught a glimpse of a dark, round absence in the water, like a circular void. The reflection of a new moon, perhaps? If that’s even possible… scientifically, it shouldn’t be…

“Up there…” Tsukiko tugged on my hand, and I glanced upwards, to see the moon hanging overhead, blotting out most of the sky. However… huh, what the hell? Is that some sort of veil?

The moon was covered in a black gauze, like a veil or a blindfold, and as we both stared at it, dumbfounded, a voice sounded, both from within our spirits, the Favour trembling, and from without, solemn and melodious.

Daughter of the moon, true vision has been restored to you. I am well pleased. I had feared that you would be lost, yet… it has not come to pass.

“No shit!” I retorted, pissed off, realising just who the speaker was. “No thanks to you.”

No thanks, you say? How… unexpected. The moon shines over all, and under the light disaster was averted. In the dark of the new moon, can you honestly say that this outcome was entirely your own?

I paused. “If you’re going to pull a Matrix on me…”

Matrix? I do not understand. Simply that… even the skeins of fate that tangle and strangle can sometimes be harnessed to protect or save. You met three who knew that well, yes?

Tsukiko watched me with amusement and passion, her eyes back to her usual ruby red. Her hand in mine was reassuring, so I swallowed my irritation. “The Norns? I suppose you might know about that. Anyway, what’s with the moon?”

Symbolism. After all, the moon, it is my eye, in a… metaphorical… fashion. I wish to show you I respect your wishes, not to intrude on your… union. She is the daughter of the moon, my precious Diviner, and since she first drew breath she was mine.

Tsukiko’s hand tightened on mine, sensing my disquiet, but the voice continued.

But all fathers know one day, their daughter shall belong to another, and the daughter of the moon, dear Tsukiko, is no different. So seek not revenge, you who accepted my Favour, and the hand of my dear daughter. We Gods may stand above, but… we have great love for our charges… most of us, I suppose.

“Divine Tsukuyomi…” Tsukiko spoke up. “It is… unusual… a vision. Normally your answers are more… allegorical. Unclear.” She paused, as if considering. “This… this conversation feels rather more… open”

Even we Gods are answerable to the bindings we place upon ourselves. And… from high to low is… challenging. There are always… methods, though one is sealed to me, since your hand has been taken by another. Fortunately… Connection.

“The Favour. And… if I’m not mistaken, the same loopholes Tan’s been using…” I posited, and the moon seemed to shimmer in agreement.

Yes. I have… a little leeway. You are… an anomaly, son of the moon.

“To match with Tsukiko, I’ll accept that.”

How… gracious. Your hostility is… not unwarranted, but is upsetting. That is merely a distraction and… this effort is still not trivial. Fortunately, the threads of fate gather once again, and both opportunity and danger can be cut free. Choose wisely. Now… I can speak with confidence, though even I cannot change the metaphorical nature of the conflux of events you saw here. I know what transpired, but… to speak of an event is to cut some threads and tie others. It is… a disruption of the possibility you seek.

“What possibility?” I asked, and Tsukuyomi paused, before his voice now boomed like thunder.

I have given you a wedding gift, dear daughter of the moon, my precious mortal daughter. The Favour bestowed is now another Connection tying you both. One no-one else can share. And Connection… I read the threads of endless fate, and know… a Connection shall be both weapon and armour for you. But… I do grieve I could not reach out a hand in your greatest trial. Do not hate me, Tsukiko.

“I could never.” She shook her head. “I will try and temper my resentment, but…” She clung to me, her smile both impish and wistful. “…so long as Akio remains angry for my sake, I am content.”

I see. It seems your new life becomes you well. This vision… holds several secrets. Even I do not know all of them. None are omniscient nor omnipresent. And we are far from omnipotent. Despite what the Throne that stands above all thrones might have you believe. Yet… in rebuilding the Favour, the disparate, tiny fragment of my true self, within you, from your own true essences… you have created another tangled strand in this tapestry.

“I’m half expecting Skuld to pop up and start clacking her shears at that proclamation.” I grumbled, and Tsukiko giggled at my irritation. “All right then.” I took a deep breath. “I’m not one to ignore goodwill. I’ll happily accept Tsukiko and take her off your hands, father-in-law.”

Tsukiko nearly choked at that, but I continued, unbothered. I can’t back down, no matter if it’s a God or not. “So, what’s the possibility here?”

The effort is difficult, but… with the lingering energies of your soullight, and you having several ties to this event…

Tsukiko and I cried out as our vision blurred, and we were seeing the great bird again, though this time, we were watching it from the other side, though to my excellent memory, everything else seemed identical. This time, when the bird was waylaid and bitten and torn, the droplet of blood sailed away from us, but we could clearly see it, as it struck the volcano, dust and rock thrown everywhere. The rest of the vision played out as before, though some of the creatures we saw looking this way were terrible indeed, wicked shadows devouring lightning, ice and fire, the waters churning around them, mud corroding, turning to putrid filth, an acrid fog rising…

I do not know the outcome, only that… you have a chance. If you can decipher the vision, untangle the threads… Tsukuyomi’s voice was fading now, and I realised that our soullight was exhausted, even my greater output unable to keep up, though my Truesoul was radiating at a higher rate than ever.

…farewell. …long until… voice. Be well… moon, Tsukiko… never… regrets….

And with that, the vision shattered, and we were back huddled together, the dirty futon beneath us, our bodies still entwinned, my seed filling Tsukiko for one final time.

“That was… a true vision!” Tsukiko breathed when we recovered from our post-orgasm exhaustion. I had brought over the sake jug and poured us some cups of it, which Tsukiko drank gratefully. Her ruby eyes brimmed with tears. “I… despite everything… missed them. I am a fool, I know.”

“Nope.” I patted her head soothingly, and for now I was the one pampering her. Taking a swig of the sake myself I admired its smooth flavour and fiery heat. “If you want to reclaim what you’ve lost, I’m happy for you. Besides, it seems like we’re two of a kind, now.” I grinned, admiring the twin messages scrolling across my vision. “And in addition, looks like Tsukuyomi isn’t just giving you a wedding gift, but he’s kind to his son-in-law too…”

Your Class, Taker Of Paths Unknown, has increased from Level Ten to Level Eleven.

Your Class, Bondweaver, has increased from Level Eleven to Level Twelve.

“…and since he did do us the respect of averting his eyes from his daughter’s… alluring… state…” I winked, and Tsukiko blushed, covering her embarrassment by sipping more sake. “…I suppose I can be forgiving. Especially since I can share your burdens now. So…” I winked again, enjoying her wealth of reactions. “While I don’t mind having another round on the bed, if you are up for it… how about we put our heads together and see what we can make of that vision?”

Tsukiko slowly nodded. “Indeed. I am the Diviner. Or should I say… one of the Diviners now?” Her smile was sly. “It seems I chose more wisely than even I could have imagined. Yes. Let us puzzle out what we can. I shall use my experience to aid you. But… there are other sources of wisdom. Feel free to consult them too…”

I nodded, finishing the alcohol, before dragging up Tsukiko into a princess-carry, and heading for the shower. “I will. But first, let’s get cleaned up. Then we’ll get Etsuko-san to bring us some more booze and snacks. It’ll help us think. And…” My grin was wicked. “I’ll think clearer after I’ve exorcised the last of my lusts. Don’t worry, all I’m going to do is clean you with my own hands. Thoroughly, so very thoroughly…”

Tsukiko squeezed shut her eyes for a moment, body hot and flushed. When she opened them though, her expression was bright, matching her gleaming crimson eyes. “I shall return the favour. For is it not a wife’s duty to wash away her husband’s cares? Besides…” she admitted. “…I too would concentrate better once… I have finally calmed my lusts…”

Seeing her admit it so honestly, I snickered, and soon the water was streaming down, and every inch of our bodies were covered in foam, our hands roaming. All right then. Who to ask? No, first of all… we need to analyse exactly what the vision showed us. We can go from there…