Chapter 18: In My Eyes, You're the Most Beautiful
Oni Chichi—full title: Oni Chichi ~ Forced Lust for Beloved Daughters—was an adult game released by the Japanese developer BLUEGALE on October 24, 2008. It later got adapted into adult OVAs by the animation studio PORO. Thanks to its memorable character designs and overall appeal, the title became hugely popular even among people in regions without easy access to the original game. It was one of those eroge that managed to achieve solid fame in the hentai world.
Akizuki Marina was one of the two main heroines. A Franco-Japanese mix, she shouldered most of the housework at home because her mother was always busy with work. She had a conservative, serious personality.
For the past couple of days, Takumi Hoshino had been seriously debating whether to dive into the world of Oni Chichi I or Sora no Iro, Mizu no Iro, so he'd gone out of his way to look up as much information as he could.
"What the hell is going on? Why is there crossover interference?"
The normally all-knowing demon engraving offered zero explanation this time, leaving Takumi completely stumped. He was so deep in thought that he didn't hear a single word of the conversation between Nao and Marina.
By the time he snapped back to reality, Marina was already standing up.
"Well then, I'll head out first. Make sure to rest properly, okay?"
Akizuki Marina left the bedroom. Only after hearing her footsteps fade down the stairs did Takumi crawl out from under the bed.
Nao had already changed back into proper clothes. Takumi glanced at the wall clock—they'd been chatting for about twenty minutes.
Nao patted her chest in relief. "Good thing Marina-chan didn't notice anything. That would've been really bad."
The motion sent generous ripples across her impressive chest.
Takumi's heart skipped. Without thinking, he pulled her back into his arms. His naughty hands immediately wandered upward again.
Women's breasts truly were a man's ultimate dream—especially for a virgin shut-in like him who had only just tasted the real thing. He simply couldn't get enough.
Nao seemed to have grown used to his wandering hands. After a token half-hearted resistance, she let the horny guy do whatever he wanted.
After groping for a while, a sudden curiosity struck him.
What would happen if he channeled mana directly into a woman's body?
Most of his current mana pool had come from absorbing it from Nao in the first place. What if he returned some?
Experimentally, he transformed a tiny strand of mana into a warm current and sent it flowing through his right hand into the soft mound he was currently kneading.
"Nn… ahh?!"
Nao's whole body shuddered violently. She let out a strange, almost electric-sounding moan. Her expression twisted in confusion and pleasure.
In moments her face flushed crimson. Those beautiful crescent-moon red eyes looked like they were about to overflow with tears. Her thighs clamped together hard.
Suddenly she threw both arms around his head and crushed his face deep into the majestic peaks of her chest—squeezing with desperate force, as if trying to merge him into her body.
Takumi's face was sealed so tightly against the soft warmth that breathing became difficult. But the skin on his face had the highest concentration of sensory nerves in the human body. This perfect, airtight contact let him experience every nuance of feminine softness, smoothness, and heat in excruciating detail.
It was pain and pleasure intertwined.
Nao's trembling body suddenly went rigid—then melted completely.
The arm Takumi had wrapped around her hips felt a rush of warm wetness.
Even without real-world experience, after watching countless 'infantry' videos and hundreds of the most depraved hentai, he instantly recognized it: the peak of female climax.
Nao went limp in his arms.
Takumi finally managed to lift his head before suffocating in that heavenly valley.
Both of them were flushed red—his from excitement and near-asphyxiation, hers from overwhelming pleasure.
Nao's eyes shimmered with shy satisfaction as she gazed at him.
Takumi stared back into those gorgeous red crescent moons for a long moment, then leaned in to kiss her softly on the lips.
"Nao… you're seriously made of water. Look how soaked you are."
He lifted his hand, showing her the glistening, sticky fluid clinging to his fingers—like egg white, but without any unpleasant smell. Instead there was a faint, sweet fragrance.
Was this a difference between 2D girls and real-world women? Or was it just Nao's unique constitution?
Nao immediately covered her burning face with both hands.
"Don't look! Don't look! Haji ga hidoi (This is too embarrassing)! Kouichi-kun, you're the worst! Pervert!"
Takumi laughed out loud and gave her plump rear a playful squeeze.
"Go change your clothes. I've got something I want to ask you."
Five minutes later, Nao had changed into fresh underwear and clothes. (During which Takumi, of course, couldn't resist groping again and was promptly kicked out of the room until she finished.)
Once she let him back in, the two sat down at the low Japanese-style table—a very traditional setup.
Nao sat properly in seiza.
Takumi had zero intention of kneeling. He simply plopped down on the cushion, stretched his legs under the table so his knees brushed against hers.
Nao didn't mind at all. She gracefully brewed him a cup of green tea.
"Kouichi-kun, I know a little about tea ceremony. Please, try it."
Takumi took the cup and downed it in one go—very much the "crude ox destroying peonies" style.
Still, Nao smiled happily. "How does it taste?"
"Mm, not bad. Feels a bit better than Mirinda, honestly."
Comparing fine tea to soda left Nao somewhere between laughter and tears.
She poured him another cup anyway.
Takumi asked, "Nao, that girl earlier—she's your classmate?"
"Girl? You mean Marina-chan? Yes, we're classmates. Both at Seifuu Academy. But she's actually my senpai. We're just really close, so we usually talk like we're on the same level."
"Seifuu Academy?"
Takumi's heart jumped.
He quickly followed up. "Does she have a little sister named Airi?"
"Yeah, that's right. I'm friends with Airi-chan too. Probably because we're both blondes, we get along really well. She has foreign blood, though. My family doesn't—at least not in the last three generations. There's a legend that one of my ancestors from over two hundred years ago was a foreigner, so maybe it's some distant throwback that gave me this hair color and red eyes."
Just as he thought.
No mistake.
The characters from Oni Chichi I had somehow crossed over.
But how the hell was that possible?
"What's wrong, Kouichi-kun? Do you know the Akizuki sisters? Or… wait, are you planning to make a move on them? Lock them up too?"
Nao suddenly remembered that the man in front of her had a very real criminal record.
She genuinely worried he might pull the same stunt on the sisters.
"Don't worry. I won't do anything that extreme."
"You do realize it's extreme, huh? Suddenly locking me up like that… Do you have any idea how worried my parents and my tennis club friends were? When I finally got back, I realized I'd been missing for a whole day. I had to come up with the most ridiculous lie to cover it up. Otherwise you'd be wanted by the police right now."
Remembering the imprisonment—even though it had lasted less than twenty-four hours—still made her shiver. If Takumi hadn't eventually come to his senses, she might have actually lost her mind.
"Sorry. If apologizing makes it feel even a little better…"
"Hmph. I'm never going to forget that you're a pervert."
Even as she said it, those beautiful red crescent-moon eyes looked at him with unmistakable affection.
Takumi might have low emotional intelligence, but even he caught the real meaning: "I'm never going to forget you."
He leaned forward, gently took both her hands.
"Nao… Aishiteru yo (I love you so much)!"
Nao wasn't the tsundere type.
A fresh blush spread across her cheeks as she whispered,
"I like you too… Hazukashii (So embarrassing)… Even though you're the pervert who locked me up… Even though so many gentle boys have pursued me… Somehow I ended up falling for you. Am I a weird girl?"
"How could you be? In my eyes, you're the most beautiful."
"Really?"
"Of course."
"Then… compared to Marina-chan?"
"Uh, why compare to her?"
"Because you were asking about her nonstop earlier."
"Obviously you're the most beautiful."
Takumi wasn't afraid of being cheesy. He unleashed an endless stream of sweet nothings without shame.
Nao stood up from the opposite side, climbed onto his lap, wrapped both arms around his neck.
"Kiss me."
How could he refuse a beauty's request?
Takumi immediately pulled her close and captured her lips in another deep, lingering kiss.
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