Shall I Pound Your Pussy in Your Husband's Place?
I got home a bit late today because of Nanami and Misa.
"You're late. I was worried since you didn't call."
"I was hanging out with friends and forgot."
I glanced at Yui's concerned eyes, then lowered my head and headed up to the second floor.
"Dinner...?"
"...I ate."
She probably thinks something's up.
Worry about it until I fuck you next time, Mom.
I turned on my computer and searched for "Tsukikage Shrine."
I wasn't expecting much.
Japan's full of shrines no one's ever heard of anyway.
But as I skimmed the results, something felt off.
There's way less info than I thought.
It's a shrine, at least.
Even a small one usually gets mentioned in otaku circles.
I tweaked the search terms a few times before spotting "Tsukikage Shrine" buried in some personal blog.
The writer says they stumbled on this shrine by chance.
And they emphasized this in bold letters:
Cell phones don't get good reception.
Locals don't go near it much.
They heard from villagers: never go at night.
No mention of Tsukikage Shrine in the title, but it must've popped up in the filters.
I clicked, and old photos loaded on screen.
Dark, dense cedar forest.
Stone steps.
Red torii gate.
And above the torii, a sign reading "Tsukikage Shrine."
This is it!
The photo was blurry, but it had this eerie vibe.
Never go at night?
I chuckled at that line.
The internet's full of spots like that.
Ghosts, angry gods, curses.
Most times, you go and it's nothing.
Guess I'll check it out tomorrow and see.
I turned off the light and lay down.
From the next room, Mio's giggly voice on the phone with her boyfriend.
Ignore it.
Need to sleep for tomorrow.
You're later.
The next morning,
"Mom, hope you slept well. I'm heading out."
I finished getting ready and greeted Yui, who was prepping breakfast downstairs.
"This early? At least have some breakfast."
"I'm good. If I'm late, I'll call."
I left her worried face behind and stepped out.
I've got the allowance I gave her last time, so she should be fine.
Using the info from that blog, I headed to the village with the shrine.
Lucky there's a direct train.
Stepping off, it's a quiet rural spot.
Nothing around.
"How do I get to Tsuki Village?"
I asked the station attendant sorting stuff.
"Tsuki Village...? Where you from? Got ties there?"
"Nah, just a traveler. Wanna check it out."
He eyed me up and down.
What?
"Is it somewhere I shouldn't go?"
The blog line popped into my head, so I asked.
"Oh, no. It's just super rural—buses only twice a day. Wait at the stop out front; take the 44 at 11."
"Thanks."
I felt his stare as I walked away.
Why's everyone so uneasy?
An hour later, the 44 bus pulled up like he said.
"To Tsuki Village?"
The driver stared blankly at me.
I nodded.
People here are weird.
The rickety bus was empty.
Well, daytime—what'd you expect?
It wound through rural roads for an hour.
Passed a few stops, no one.
No one boarding.
Obviously no one getting off.
Driver still stopped at each one, proper procedure.
Deep into the boonies now, real nowhere.
Stop up ahead.
"This the one?"
He stopped the bus and stared again.
I nodded.
Say something, man.
Real world's people are ruder than in the game.
Is that normal...?
I got off.
Definitely the sticks.
Walking toward the village, I spotted an old man working the fields.
"Excuse me, sir."
He squinted at me.
"Know how to get to Tsukikage Shrine?"
Silence.
I asked, but he just stared.
If he ignored me and kept working, I'd just go, but this stare-down's awkward.
Screw it, I'm no saint—
Right then, he pointed up a small path into the mountains.
"Straight up that way."
"Thanks."
Followed his path; it led right into the hills.
Dark cedar woods, even in daylight.
How long did I walk?
Finally, stone steps appeared.
Matched the blog photo.
Up the steps.
Huh?
Who's that?
A mysterious woman in miko robes stood before the torii.
"Oh? Who might you be?"
"Uh... is this Tsukikage Shrine?"
"Yes, it is. Here to worship?"
"Yeah."
She tilted her head slightly, then smiled.
"It's been ages since we had a visitor. Come in."
Something off about her.
How's a beauty like this tending a remote shrine?
In the game, this place was deserted.
I looked around.
Just like the game.
Except for the miko.
"Where do I worship?"
"Here to make a wish? This way."
She led me to a small offering box.
I tossed in 100 yen, clasped my hands, and prayed.
Please remove the Resonance on Nanami.
Pulled the rope; clear bell rang.
Did it work?
Probably.
Nothing left here then.
"Leaving already?"
I jumped.
She was right behind me.
"Oh, yeah. Just came to see after hearing rumors."
"I see. Come again."
She smiled sweetly.
Then I saw someone approaching behind her.
...Huh?
That guy?
The old man who showed me the path.
"Oh, dear, you're home early today?"
What did I just hear?
Dear?
These two are married?
Wild combo.
Doesn't even make sense.
"What's that?"
She pointed at the sack in his hand.
"Visitor after so long—gotta offer a meal."
"Oh, right. My bad."
They both looked at me.
Kinda creepy.
"Lunchtime soon anyway. Join us."
"Uh, I gotta head out..."
"Next bus is at 5. Eat first."
Hard to refuse when they put it like that.
"W-Well, okay?"
The old man took his sack and left; she kept smiling at me.
To lighten the mood, I hummed and wandered the shrine grounds.
Phone... no signal, as expected.
Blog was right.
Bail and head down?
But it's spooky.
Wait...
They're married?
I approached the miko.
"Mind if I ask—are you two married?"
"Yes. Hehe, doesn't look it?"
"Haha, not that, just... big age gap."
"Fair enough. But we are."
She winked.
Weird, but if they're really married, Hypnosis works.
Affection Change
You feel extremely close to me.
Common Sense Reduction
You can't think straight.
You can't lie to me.
I stared her in the eyes and cast Hypnosis.
"So, you live here at the shrine? Doesn't look prosperous."
"He sells crops we grow. We're fine."
"Love your husband a lot, huh?"
"Of course. Can't live without love."
No issues there.
"Visitors ever cause trouble...?"
"No. Just grateful they come. Want to do something for them."
Nice folks.
Country bumpkins...
Was spooked for nothing.
Anxiety gone, her figure hit me.
Stacked. Big tits, killer curves.
Waste for her to rot here.
"Quite the age difference with hubby. Any inconveniences?"
"Not really... I'm 40 now, only 5 years older than him."
I blinked.
Who'd buy that face as 40?
Like a manga character drawn 20s but claimed 40s.
That youthful.
Wait...
So the old man's 45?
Looks 60+.
Real world is weird.
"One regret, though."
"What?"
"He's clumsy at sex."
Can't lie under Hypnosis.
That's truth.
40 years old.
Prime of horniness.
Stuck with a fumbling guy?
Pity.
Then hubby reappeared.
"No firewood. Gonna chop some in the woods."
"Okay, honey. Be safe."
Gone.
I asked her,
"How long to get wood?"
"About an hour. Spot deeper in."
Living remote makes 'em chill.
"Perfect. Ma'am, you mentioned dissatisfaction with sex lately?"
"Yes."
I grinned.
"Shall I fuck your pussy instead?"