Chapitre 63: Chapter 58 - Even If You're Begging
Fujimura Kokoro breathes in the fresh air and gives out a beautiful sigh, "Mmmm... I'm home."
Kokoro walks down the smooth, dirt path getting farther and farther away from her luxurious carriage. While getting closer and closer to her home.
She crashes open the doors without asking anyone for permission to enter. She screams at the top of her lungs, "Loving husband, dear children, your beautiful mother is home!"
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Kokoro's yelling could be heard even from Miyu's room, where the perfect heir, the beautiful goddess, and the fox warrior are loudly debating.
"Daifuku is the best!" yells Miyu.
"No way," rejects Arata, "Dango is better. It's so soft and delicious!"
Miyu shouts, "No, daifuku is better because it's very sweet with either red bean or strawberries! All dango has is little mochis on a stick. It's almost the same thing as a mochi, just smaller and sadder and worse and plain and stupid!"
Arata howls, "Don't you dare disrespect dangos! Let me te-"
Ryota voices, "Do you know what is better than both dangos and daifukus? Dorayaki!"
Miyu cries, "You're lying, right? Dorayaki? It is literally two pancakes with chocolate in between them. So simple!"
Ryota shrugs, "Simple, but delicious. Not only can you put chocolate, you can also put whipped cream, or even icecream!"
Miyu hits him, lightly but hard enough to make a point, "Shut up with your stupid dorayaki! It's good, but dangos and daifukus are so much better than two pancakes!"
Ryota stands up from his chair to stand face to face with Miyu, "Really?"
Not backing down, Miyu faces his straight on, "Really! Ask anyone, they'll agree with me!"
She looks him up and down, "Actually, they won't. They'll be too scared upsetting you to answer the question correctly, they'll agree with anything you'll say. You'll probably cheat for the bet."
She turns around, arms crossed, "Nope, not betting on that. I'll definitely lose!"
Ryota holds his hands behind his back and closes in on her. He whispers into her ear, "Why not, you seem so scared... Is that why?"
Miyu scoffs, "Yes, I am. I'm not scared of you, I'm scared of losing!"
Ryota separates his hands just to wrap it around Miyu's body and holding his hands just above her belly button, "I still want to. It'll be fun, don't worry."
His arms sent little shocks of electricity down her body, but she paid it no heed. She knew that he was trying to manipulate her into this bet, "Still no."
Ryota was a bit frustrated but he continued to urge her. He pushed himself up against her back and rested his head on her shoulder, breathing into her ear and neck, "Pretty please?"
Miyu shivered and she felt like she was going to collapse, but she still resisted.
Ryota smiled against her throat while she was trembling, he knew she was about to break, he just needed to do one final push. He brought his mouth next to her ear and whispered, "I'm begging you here, do you want to see your husband like this?"
And carefully, very carefully, he licked her ear.
Miyu moaned and held onto his arms. He smiled and kissed her nape, happy. "Is that a yes?"
Miyu turned her head slightly so they could meet eye to eye. She smiled happily and her face was red from blushing, making Ryota feel a little hot. But he turned cold suddenly.
"It's a no, and will always be a no, my husband. Even if you're begging."
Ryota froze, which let Miyu escape. She giggled as she caught Arata who was blushing from the scene and scooped him into her lap. She felt the waves of shock, disbelief, and... something else... as Ryota continued to stand in the middle of room room, frozen.
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