Chapter 606
Chapter 606
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 606
Chapter Title: Christmas Nightmare (5)
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"...A gift?"
"Yeah, a Christmas present."
"We agreed to skip gifts this year."
"We did, but... it's still a special occasion."
"Hmm, can I open it now?"
"Of course."
"...Earrings? And a necklace too."
The Christmas party was held this year as well.
I figured we'd eat hot pot like always, watch TV, and chat about New Year's plans... but no. I got a gift. From Shusuke. A complete surprise I never expected.
"Pretty, right?"
"...Yeah."
But if you ask whether that made me happy...
Well, not really.
A necklace and earrings—typical gifts people exchange... but honestly, I'm not big on accessories. Plus, the design was way off from my taste. Overly flashy, sparkling baubles. I prefer something more subdued... Then again, Shusuke wouldn't know my style. The fact that he even thought of a Christmas gift was a miracle in itself.
"I worked my ass off at part-time jobs to save up for it."
But if you're gonna brag about it like that...
Sigh, better off not getting it at all.
I get that he busted his hump at those jobs... but this was a gift he picked out on his own. He canceled our plans for it, lied to me... What the hell? Doesn't he know his girlfriend would rather have him spend that time with her?
The confession he blurted out right before graduation, shoving it on me like that.
And the string of disappointments ever since.
Maybe he doesn't love me... maybe he just wants a girlfriend to have. That's how bad he is as a boyfriend—enough to make me suspect that. Even now, just hands me the gift and calls it a day. Starts yapping about his part-time job without even saying it suits me. No real interest in me at all. Shusuke was the same old Shusuke today.
"I'm gonna hit the bathroom for a sec."
"Oh, uh, sure. Go ahead."
Feeling suffocated, I bolted to the kitchen.
-Slam
"Uncle..."
"Hm? Yuki?"
"Lend him to me for a minute."
Uncle Haito was in the kitchen.
"Yuki... we can't do this here."
"Just a sec. For real, just a moment."
"Sigh... really just a moment?"
Instead of pushing me away, Uncle Haito gently stroked my back. Nestled in his arms, I finally calmed down a bit. Such simple, feel-good skinship... Why doesn't Shusuke even try? Father and son, yet worlds apart.
Unlike his idiot son, Uncle was a real rock.
"Hm? Earrings? From Shusuke?"
"...Yeah, Christmas present, he said."
"Hmm... I see. Kinda disappointing."
"Huh?"
"You don't really like flashy stuff like this."
See?
He knows my taste better than my own boyfriend.
Uncle Haito made my heart race again today... I pressed myself tight against the man before me. My breasts squished against him, but I didn't care. He jolted in surprise when he realized I wasn't wearing a bra. I savored his reaction quietly.
"Y-Yuki, aren't you sticking a little too close?"
"You started seducing me first."
"Me?! When did I seduce you?!"
"Whoa... Uncle, you're kinda scary..."
"W-Wait... Yuki..."
Uncle's such a pushover for lust, as always.
The moment I touched his dick, he shut up.
I wanted to tease him right then and there... but sigh, gotta hold back for now. Slipping my hand into his pants, I gave him a handjob while making one demand—no, an order. Uncle had to take responsibility for raping his son's girlfriend. What I said was absolute to him. And it made me thrilled beyond words.
"You still have that booze from back then?"
"Booze?"
"The stuff you got me drunk on when you raped me."
"Oh, that... Yeah, still got some."
"Bring it out."
"...What?"
"It's a Christmas party. Let's have a drink."
"Yuki... even if it is Christmas, booze is a bit..."
"What's the harm? Shusuke'll love it."
"No, but... you know it's pretty strong stuff."
"I know. That's why I wanna drink it. Shusuke'll 'love it,' right?"
"...Yuki?"
"He might chug it down, saying it's tasty."
"..."
"Then... oops, just the two of us left?"
"Yuki..."
"This is punishment for raising such a blunt, indifferent son. So take responsibility properly, Uncle. He doesn't even know his girlfriend's taste and leaves me alone all end-of-year just to buy this? What kind of boyfriend does that? I was really disappointed."
"...Sorry."
"Sorry? Perfect. So you'll take responsibility?"
After agonizing over my not-really-a-request, Uncle finally nodded.
With his okay, I yanked down his pants and started blowing him. He was already rock-hard, so he came quick. I swallowed with a gulp, feeling his cum slide down my throat. Horny as ever today, I headed back to the living room with Uncle.
"Shusuke, hot pot's ready."
"Oh, thanks... Huh? What's this..."
"You're an adult now. Time for a drink."
The real Christmas party was just getting started.
Christmas.
The day lovers across the nation—no, the world—have sex.
Shusuke wanted in on that tradition. He planned to sleep with Yuki tonight. Sure, they hadn't even kissed yet... but atmosphere is key, right? Holy, "sacrilegious" Christmas was perfect for some "sacrilegious" fun. He'd stocked up on condoms ahead of time and even got permission from his dad, Haito.
To step out when Shusuke gave the signal.
"Ugh... ow, my head hurts..."
But the booze Haito brought ruined everything. Guzzling it like an idiot was his mistake. He woke up late to a pitch-black sky. Guessing the time from the window, Shusuke scanned the living room. Half-eaten hot pot, snacks spilled everywhere. Luckily—or not—Yuki was nowhere in sight.
"Phone, where's my phone..."
"Yuki... urp, haaa..."
Had she gone home?
Or crashed somewhere here?
Clutching his throbbing head, Shusuke got up and searched for Yuki. First stop: guest room. Then his own room. No Yuki. Haito was MIA too. Dad must've gone out like they planned. Regretting the whole thing, he wandered the house.
-Creak, creak
-Creeeak
Then he heard noises from upstairs.
Bed creaks, by the sound of it.
No way she's sleeping in Mom's room?
It wasn't used much, but she was a girl... possible. Legs wobbling, he climbed to the second floor. One careful step at a time to avoid tumbling, he hurried up. Condoms still in his pocket.
Late into the night, with Dad gone...
Perfect timing for sex with Yuki.
[Ngh, haaa...]
[Haa, mmph... ah!]
And right on cue, Yuki was masturbating.
His girlfriend's lewd moans leaked through the door. Never imagined Yuki jilling off at her boyfriend's house... but joy outweighed shock. Key point: Yuki had libido too. Was she feeling the "holy" Christmas vibe? Her unusual side was showing. Now was his chance.
Excited, Shusuke approached the door.
[Uncllle... aaahn!]
And heard his girlfriend call for his father.
'...What?'
[Harder, aaang... fuck me harder... mmph, haang!]
[Yuki, haaah... haah...]
[Kiss too, ngh... haa, kiss me... chuu, haa...]
It sounded just like his girlfriend and father mid-sex. Their absurd panting left Shusuke speechless. He denied reality, of course. Betrayed by girlfriend and dad? Impossible. He couldn't believe it, no matter how he turned it over.
[Love me right, haaa... chuu, mmph...]
[Yuki... haa, Yuki...]
[No, ngh... show it properly... say you love me...]
[Yuki... I love you, haa...]
[Aaah, Uncle... I love you too, haaaang!]
But reality was cruel.
Shusuke's girlfriend demanded love from his father, not him. And Dad obliged. Kissing her—something Shusuke never did—while fucking his son's girlfriend. He could picture it through the door.
"Wh-Why... ah, aaaah..."
Still, one possibility remained.
A hidden camera prank to mess with Shusuke. The sex sounds... could be fake. Just voices for the joke. Still buzzed, he bet everything on that slim chance. Pure baseless confidence—he was sure it was a gag. Without hesitation, he flung the door open.
-Slam!
"Haa, aaaahn! Uncllleee!"
"Haah, Yuki, Yukiii!"
"Ha, haha... hahaha..."
-Thud
Shusuke collapsed to the floor.
At the same moment, his father came inside his girlfriend.
A true Christmas nightmare.