Inside the Inn (owned by Haruno)
Later, after changing into light robes,
Akira made his way to the inn's private hot spring—a secluded outdoor bath owned by the Yukinoshita family, tucked behind bamboo screens and overlooking the darkened sea.
The water steamed gently under the lantern light, its surface rippling with heat that promised relaxation after the day's tensions.
He shed his robe and slipped into the scalding embrace, the liquid lapping at his chest.
Then —
Haruno appeared, her silhouette graceful against the lantern glow. She wore only a thin white towel wrapped around her curves, the fabric clinging damply from the humidity, barely containing her perky big breasts or the flare of her tight waist to her firm, spankable ass. A few strands of dark hair escaped her loose bun, framing her face with playful intent.
Her eyes locked on him, sharp-witted and teasing, as she sauntered closer, hips swaying provocatively.
"Mind if I join you, Akira-kun? The water looks... inviting."
Her voice dripped seduction, but there was love in the way her gaze softened, a silent plea for connection after their earlier words.
Akira's commanding hunger stirred beneath his gentle smile. "Only if you're here to relax,'' he replied calmly, though his eyes traced the towel's precarious hold.
She smirked, dropping the towel with deliberate slowness—revealing her flush pink nipples already pebbling in the steam, the neat trim of pubic hair above her pussy catching the light. Her skin glistened as she stepped in, the water parting around her thighs with a soft slosh. She settled across from him first, but her foot brushed his calf muscle under the surface, teasing, before she moved closer, straddling his lap in a fluid motion.
"Relaxing? With you? That's no fun~," Haruno murmured, her breath hot against his ear as she pressed her body to his.
Her big breasts squished against his chest, nipples dragging like hard points, while her tight waist fit perfectly in his hands. She ground subtly, her neat pussy weeping nectar that mingled with the spring's warmth, lips brushing his thickening cock.
Akira wasn't polite either, his hands roamed her back, then down to grip her ass—firm cheeks filling his palms, spankable and yielding. Their lips met in a deep kiss, tongues tangling with wet, sucking sounds,
Slurp!
"Mmmm"
As she nipped his lower lip, playful even in passion.
Haruno shifted, turning in the water to face away, her back facing him. She reached back, fingers wrapping around his now fully erect cock—thick, long, veined, the head flaring purple with need.
"Let me take care of you this time," she whispered seductively, lining him up.
With a slow descent, she sank onto him, her pussy lips parting with a slick schlick, inner walls stretching around his girth like hot silk. Inch by inch, she took him deep, the water bubbling around them as her ass settled against his hips.
"Aangh," Haruno moaned sensually, the sound vibrating through her chest, her perky breasts heaving as she adjusted to his size.
She began to ride, hips rolling in a steady rhythm—up and down, her firm ass jiggling with each lift, water splashing softly—plop-plop.
The sensation was exquisite—her neat pussy clenching rhythmically, with her nectar coating his shaft, the heat of the spring amplifying every slide.
Akira watched, gaze fixed at the sight—her tight waist twisting, ass cheeks bouncing, the little pubic hair matted and dark. The jiggle was hypnotic, stirring his hunger. He couldn't resist; his hand came down with a sharp smack on her left cheek, the wet flesh rippling under the impact, leaving a faint red handprint.
SLAP!
Haruno gasped, looking back over her shoulder with a seductive gleam in her eyes, her sharp wit shining through the pleasure.
"Mmm, is that how you want to play, Akira-kun? Careful—I might like it too much."
Her voice was breathy, teasing, but her pussy fluttered around him in approval, walls gripping tighter.
Akira gave in, delivering a series of spanks—Slap! Slap! Slap!—each one echoing over the water, the force measured to sting without overwhelming.
Her ass cheeks flushed red, the firm globes quivering, and Haruno's moans mixed pain and pleasure,
"Ahh! Yes... just like that," she pleaded softly, her pleasure evident in the way she arched back, pushing into his hand. The slaps punctuated the wet sounds of their joining—schlick-schlick—as she rode harder, hips slamming down, taking him to the hilt.
The stinging pain on her buttocks only fueled her, a sharp contrast to the building ecstasy.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
Haruno quickened her pace, chasing release, her ass slapping against his waist, water churning around them. Her inner walls clenched like a velvet fist around his thick length, dragging along every vein, her nectar seeping out to float in milky swirls on the surface.
"Nngh... so deep... I-I'm close," she whimpered, her playful tone fracturing into raw need, big breasts bouncing freely now, pink nipples taut.
With a final, frenzied grind, Haruno came—her pussy spasming wildly, gushing hot nectar that clouded the water.
"Aahh! Akira!" she cried, body shuddering, ass clenching as waves of pleasure ripped through her.
She slowed, breathing heavily, chest rising and falling, but Akira wasn't done.
His hands gripped her hips—fingers digging into her tight waist—and he thrust up sharply, using her body to chase his own peak.
''Not yet, Haruno,'' he growled sharply, as he moved her like a doll, hips bucking—thrust-thrust—his cock pistoning in and out with forceful splashes.
Haruno moaned in helpless pleasure,
"Oh god... yes, take me," she gasped, her pleas spilling out as she surrendered. The water sloshed violently now, mingling with the lewd squelches of her soaked pussy—squish-squish-plap.
Her walls milked him greedily, still sensitive from her orgasm, every plunge sending aftershocks through her.
Akira's pace built, balls tightening, until he buried deep one last time, erupting with thick ropes of cum—spurt-spurt—flooding her depths, hot and viscous.
"Ahh! So much... filling me," Haruno moaned louder, her voice echoing off the rocks, body trembling as his seed mixed with her nectar.
They stayed locked, breaths syncing in the steam, his cock twitching inside her clenching heat.
After moments, she rose shakily, his length popping out with a wet suck, their combined juices trickling from her puffy lips, dripping into the spring.
Haruno huffed, turning to kneel before him in the shallow edge, water lapping at her knees.
"It's my duty to clean you up," she said playfully, though her eyes burned with arousal.
She buried her face at the base of his cock, inhaling his musky scent—salty skin, cum, her own tangy essence—before giving small licks along the shaft, tongue flat and teasing.
She nipped gently at his balls, savoring the mixed flavors, her swollen pussy twitching at the depravity. No repulsion, only heat; his hand stroking her wet hair.
She took him fully into her mouth, deepthroating with practiced ease—gluck-gluck—the head bumping her throat as she bobbed, cleaning every inch with suction and swirls.
Saliva mixed with remnants, dripping down her chin, her perky breasts swaying.
Akira groaned deeper, fingers tightening in her hair.
Finally, she pulled off with a pop, lips glistening. Leaning in, she whispered hotly against his thigh,
"Do you want to fuck me again... in the bed?" Her tone was seductive, teasing.
Akira smiled, hunger reigniting, and spanked her ass once more—smack—drawing a seductive moan from her.
"Thought you'd never ask." He pulled her up effortlessly into a princess carry, her legs wrapping around his waist, breasts pressing to his chest as he carried her toward their room, water trailing behind them.
The night was far from over.
.....
The morning sunlight streamed gently through the curtains of the Inn's room, illuminating the quiet interior with a soft golden glow.
When Akira Fujimiya opened his eyes, the space beside him was already empty.
Yukinoshita Haruno was gone....
Akira sat up slowly, letting the lingering warmth fade before reaching for his phone. He glanced at the time displayed on the screen.
It was still early.
After getting out of bed, he changed clothes, washed up, and ordered breakfast from the servant. He ate calmly, without rushing, and once he finished, he prepared to leave.
Just as Akira was adjusting his coat, his phone rang.
The caller was Kanae Takahashi!
Akira answered immediately.
"Has the discussion about the Anime produced any results?" he asked without wasting time.
Kanae Takahashi hesitated for a second on the other end of the line.
"Both Director's came up with plans…" she said in a low voice.
Akira smiled faintly when he heard that.
If Kanae was hesitating, it meant both proposals were reasonable in their own way.
"I'll be there within half an hour," Akira said calmly. "We'll decide which ending to use then."
Kanae Takahashi finally let out a quiet breath of relief.
"I'll wait for you," she replied.
After hanging up, Akira left the room, and headed toward the lobby.
As Akira reached the lobby, he noticed a familiar figure standing nearby.
Mrs. Yukinoshita had directly came here!
Akira walked forward naturally.
"Were you waiting for me?" he asked.
Mrs. Yukinoshita turned around, her expression as composed as ever.
"I'll give you three years," she said directly. "Within three years, I want to see a child—and I want that child trained as the future head of the Yukinoshita family."
Akira did not hesitate.
"Alright," he replied calmly. "I'll do my best."
"As for the Nanajo family," Mrs. Yukinoshita continued, "you can handle that matter yourself."
With those words, she turned around and left without another glance.
Akira watched her walk out of the lobby before heading outside himself.
.....
Less than half an hour later, Akira arrived at the Flash Animation.
He went straight to the conference room.
Inside, two Director were already seated on opposite sides of the table.
Akira smiled, walked to the main seat, and sat down calmly.
"Let me explain the ending I designed first," Wakaka Tamura said as she stood up.
"Please," Akira replied politely.
Wakaka Tamura adjusted her posture and spoke steadily.
"I'll start with the conclusion. In fact, everyone in the rescue team dies. They fail to stop the protagonist from destroying the world."
Akira's expression froze for a moment.
"The protagonist achieves his goal and protects the island," Wakaka continued. "The power of the Titans disappears. What follows is a war between humans."
Akira recognized this interpretation immediately.
It was one of the speculated endings he had seen before.
"The later plot involves the protagonist modifying everyone's memories," Wakaka said. "He gives them peaceful and beautiful recollections."
"The protagonist's ability to alter memories is clearly established earlier in the story."
"As for what the protagonist lets Mikasa see, it's the story for another time. That part can be used as a side story to heal the audience."
Wakaka Tamura continued explaining in detail, laying out foreshadowing, structure, and narrative connections.
Akira remained silent.
As long as these details were planted earlier, the logic would hold.
Re-reading the story from the ending backward would make it a complete and coherent narrative.
"So," Akira said after a pause, "what does Director Arata Niino think?"
Arata Niino pushed his glasses up slightly.
"I don't think the ending needs to be changed," he said calmly.
Akira was slightly surprised.
"Why?"
"This is already a shocking story," Arata Niino replied. "Its ending is destined to spark debate. If the goal is merely logical completeness, there are many solutions."
"But you asked us to think about why this ending exists."
"A story that's complete is good. A story that makes people think is even better! "
Akira listened quietly.
It felt like something had been said—yet also like nothing had been concluded.
"I think we can create multiple endings," Kanae Takahashi raised her hand. "We could even animate alternative endings as side works based on audience reception."
"I agree," Wakaka Tamura nodded.
Arata Niino said nothing more and simply looked at Akira.
Akira took a deep breath.
"For now," he said, "don't change the ending. Serialize it as-is and build the popularity first. We'll consider other endings afterward."
"Akira-kun," Arata Niino stood up, "may I serve as chief director for Attack on Titan? This project needs a budget comparable to film production."
"I agree," Wakaka Tamura added. "Second Animation Studio has many excellent animators."
She too want to become the Director of Attack on Titan.
{T/N: Just for peope who forgot (Like me), Arata Niino is the First Animation Studio, Wakaka Tamura — The Second Animation Studio, Kanae Takahashi — The Third Animation Studio, this all three come under Flash Animation}
Akira nodded.
"Director Niino will handle action and combat choreography, while Director Tamura will oversee story and emotional flow and Kanae Takahashi and Yukinoshita Yukino will serve as assistant directors."
The meeting concluded.
.....
Akira personally handled the first episode to establish the overall tone.
Kanae Takahashi's office was filled with reference materials.
Akira spent two hours drawing the protagonists' childhood and the moment the wall was breached.
{T/N: His second ability and third ability is very helpful in this, bit his speed is still a little lower than Rohan Kishibe the goat!}
From the very first page, the foreshadowing had already begun—
"Eren… why are you crying?"
Those words were spoken by Mikasa.
The title of the episode read:
To You, Two Thousand Years From Now
While drawing, the beginning and ending echoed endlessly in Akira's mind.
'I have to say that there are many foreshadowings connected together, and there are too many things that can be explained.'
In the first episode, the scene was so shocking that no one could have imagined how absurd this scene would be in the future.
Kanae Takahashi watched silently from the side.
Knowing the ending while drawing the beginning felt strangely painful.
Like seeing the future and being unable to escape it — the protagonist in the later part sees the future, a future that makes him feel unimaginable pain, but he has to accept it!
....
At noon, lunch was delivered.
Both Arata Niino and Wakaka Tamura read the first episode draft and were visibly shaken.
Niino had already begun planning animation sequences.
This was only the beginning!
Kanae Takahashi had already contacted Hanada Yui to prepare for promotion.
Attack on Titan would define Flash Animation's future.
{T/N: Madoka Magica — "People forget, Humanity forgot about you! The only thing they remember is the trauma you provide! " }
...
After lunch,
Akira continued drawing.
Kanae Takahashi was also imitating Akira's painting style beside him.
.....
In the afternoon,
The maid informed them the helicopter was ready.
Akira prepared to leave.
At the elevator, he pulled Kanae Takahashi into a brief embrace.
"I'm leaving it to you," Akira said. "How far it goes depends on you."
"I won't let you down," Kanae said firmly.
"If you satisfy me," Akira added lightly, "we'll go on a date next time."
Kanae hesitated.
"Will you… kiss me?"
Akira smiled and nodded.
The maid was also with them, emotionless.
....
The helicopter lifted off.
As the city shrank below, Akira sent a message.
To Hikigaya Hachiman.
"I have a new job for it"
"What kind of job."
"This job pays five million."
"Again, What kind of job is it?"
"This job will make you bear the hate of many peoples. I actually want to stand up for myself, but I don't want to ruin my reputation, so I have to trouble you."
"So, you want me to take the blame for you?"
"Yes, you may also need to do some interviews. I'll help you prepare."
"…I accept."
"As a compensation, I'll send you a swimsuit photo of Saika."
{T/N: First thing, how do you have that, then why!
I am sorry Akira, I didn't knew your game
(Incase, people start asking—The answer is No) }
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At Future Comics Publishing House,
Hikigaya Hachiman stared blankly at his phone.
A swimsuit photo of Saika…
A vivid image formed in his mind.
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