Prologue

Long, long ago, a valiant knight named ‘Tugo’ received aid from a reclusive mage named ‘Karsian’ during a battle against enemy forces.

Overcome with gratitude, Tugo made a vow to the mage.

—I will repay you by making your life truly happy!

The sentiment was kind, but the vow was utterly pointless.

A beautiful and gentle wife, children who revered and followed their father, a temperament that found joy in living quietly and freely away from the world…… Karsian was a profoundly happy man who needed no help from Tugo.

Tugo despaired at having nothing he could offer the man who had saved his life.

He even turned his back on his homeland and moved near Karsian’s home, watching constantly for any chance to help, but the young mage had no need of it.

Years passed like that.

Unable to repay his debt even until Karsian’s dying day, Tugo made another vow.

—The debt of the life I could not repay shall be settled by my descendants. If your son is happy, then his son, and that son’s son as well. My descendants will see to their happiness.

An old vow that even those descendants had long forgotten.

That vow finally came into force with Areha Tugo, five generations removed from the knight Tugo.

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Long fingers pinched the round ar*ola. Pressing and kneading the surrounding flesh as though coaxing out a n*pple buried within, he even scraped at the hollow with his fingernail.

“St, stop.”

It had been a chest that felt nothing, surely, yet being touched again and again seemed to draw out a strange, unsettling pleasure. Juliana twisted her body as though trying to flee from the sensation. But the solid body standing behind her didn’t budge in the slightest.

“Areha! I, I’m embarrassed. That’s enough now……”

“Why? This is what you wanted.”

Having both hands cup and knead her br*asts was unbearably stimulating. With nowhere to look, Juliana’s eyebrows trembled before she squeezed her eyes shut again.

A low voice whispered at her ear.

“You said your desires were so uncontrollable that you absolutely had to marry into that faraway place, didn’t you? So I offered to take care of it for you. What’s the problem?”

Juliana had said that, yes. But she hadn’t meant it literally. She’d said it thinking that speaking so brazenly would make this fastidious childhood friend of hers recoil in horror and leave her side!

‘I have absolutely no idea how things ended up like this.’

She was on the verge of marriage. To a barren land far, far from her hometown, where cold snow fell for half the year.

Her entire family had tried to stop her, but there was only one reason she had decided to go to that distant place.

Word of Areha Tugo would never reach her there.

Yet just before she could board the carriage taking her away to be married, she had been dragged here by force, and now she was held in the arms of the very man she had wanted so desperately to avoid.

The warmth radiating from him stirred something unmistakably fluttering in some corner of her chest. That truth was agonizing, and Juliana shoved at Areha’s body and cried out.

“S, stop talking nonsense! I said that, yes, but it doesn’t mean just anyone would do.”

“……Anyone?”

She had not imagined for a moment that those words would provoke Areha, and yet she’d said them anyway.

Areha’s red eyes lit up with a vivid brilliance, as though a flame had been kindled inside them. The slick, lingering hands that had been working to stir her fell away completely.

“Am I just anyone to you?”

“That……”

Juliana was confused. She couldn’t understand why this man was reacting so sharply to those words.

‘We really are nothing to each other, aren’t we?’

To Juliana, Areha Tugo was nothing more than a childhood friend she had known for ages, going back generations. If anything, she couldn’t fathom why a man who had never shown a shred of romantic interest in her was making such a scene now that she was getting married.

Juliana blinked with an expression of pure incomprehension. The sight of it twisted something inside Areha, and he pushed her down onto the bed.

Then a large hand gripped her plump, fleshy thighs and spread them apart. The soft inner flesh parted with them. The hole, flushed red from being used so thoroughly until moments ago, gaped and pulsed, spilling out the fluids it had greedily swallowed.

Areha’s thick brows furrowed with sharp displeasure.

“After taking in so much of my cum, am I still just anyone to you?”

“Wh, what does that have to do with anything?”

Juliana strained to close her legs again, but the other’s strength was such that she couldn’t move them at all. She squirmed and wriggled, then finally pleaded with Areha.

“I’ve already been locked up here for three days. By now my parents will be wondering why no letter has arrived saying I got there safely. Please let me go before things truly become irreversible.”

There was still time to explain it away somehow. That she had fallen ill on the way to the wedding and couldn’t send word. That she had been delayed.

But the moment news arrived ahead of her that the bride had not appeared, everything would be over.

Areha twisted his lips at her words.

“You really don’t know anything, do you.”

He settled himself between her legs and slowly lowered his body. Close enough that their lips would meet with just a little more, Areha whispered in a voice dropped very low.

“Making your wedding fall through is exactly what I want.”

His words sent Juliana’s eyes darting in every direction.

“Wh, what do you intend to do by making my wedding fall through? Do you think their family will just sit quietly? They might take us both to court!”

“Let them. If he’s a knight with any sense of honor, he’ll challenge me to a duel too.”

Better to cut the b*stard down with a sword and be done with it. Areha ground his teeth, then shook his head.

‘No. Killing that piece of trash won’t solve anything. Juliana will just marry some other awful man and die……’

She has no taste in men. And yet why does she have to be so pretty.

Glaring at Juliana with resentful eyes, Areha found his gaze completely stolen by her.

A face as white as snow, cheeks flushed peach-pink and begging to be bitten. Disheveled golden hair, and watery green eyes that stirred a cruelty he hadn’t known existed in himself.

The primal urge to bury himself in her p*ssy right now and drive into her until her whole body burned red.

Unaware of what Areha was thinking, Juliana asked with tears welling in her eyes.

“Why are you doing this to me……”

It felt like the last thread of reason snapping clean. Without another moment’s hesitation, Areha thrust himself into her reddened hole.

“Hah!”

The small, high cry was as endearing as the song of a tiny bird. The hole that had been joined to him until just moments before was slick with moisture, clinging snugly around his c*ck as though welcoming it back. The warm, sucking sensation made his half-soft c*ck swell rapidly in size.

This was the right moment. Whether a small body meant a small inside, he didn’t know, but even after joining together multiple times, Juliana still struggled to take him when he was fully hard.

‘Ah, it’s warm. I feel like I’m melting.’

Driving his fully hardened c*ck in to the very root, her pale n*ked body writhed as though swimming. The first thing to flush red was her chest. Areha didn’t miss the sight of her n*pples, buried in their large areolas, peeking shyly out.

She was enjoying it too. That realization made Areha exhale with relief. He didn’t stop to examine why he cared. He had no room to.

He gripped her prominent hip bones firmly and began to move, rough and relentless.

“Ah! St, stop! All the way…… ah!”

The pleasure of her thick gl*ns grinding into the deepest, tightest reaches inside her undid Juliana completely. Before long, her back arched and her inner walls fluttered, clenching hard around his c*ck.

Areha didn’t let her sink quietly into pleasure. He pulled out to the very tip, then drove back in with a heavy thrust.

“Hngh!”

The unrelenting stimulation made Juliana twist like a fish out of water. Her flushed, tear-edged eyes were obscene. Blinking back tears, she spread her slender arms wide.

“Areha.”

He lowered himself, and she pulled him into an embrace by the neck. Areha pressed his lips over hers. His tongue pushed in as roughly as his c*ck had below, pressing deep into her mouth, sucking at her small tongue.

He bit lightly at her full lips and drew back. In a thoroughly wet voice, she murmured.

“I, I like it.”

Her liking it referred only to this animal act, and yet the words made Areha’s heart pound violently. He grabbed her legs and flipped Juliana over. Then he gripped her hips firmly and began driving into her, hard and fast.

Her inner walls, melted soft as cream, dragged along with each thrust before folding back around his c*ck in a plush embrace, over and over. Unable to bear the raw pleasure, Juliana twisted and shook, tears streaming down her face.

But Areha gripped her white backside and pushed himself in to the very end.

“Ahk!”

Red handprints bloomed across her white rear. Sweat dripped down onto them. His long c*ck buried itself to the root as though measuring the depth of her, then pulled back out again.

The slapping sound of skin on skin was soon soaked through by the fluids spilling freely from her, shifting into a wet, slick sound.

“Aaah! Stop, st!”

Reaching her peak, Juliana cried out in a scream-like moan, the flush spreading all the way to the nape of her neck. Only after thrusting several more times through her convulsing inner walls, which seemed to suck at his gl*ns, did Areha finally release inside her.

“Aah……”

Whether she felt even that as stimulation, her inner walls clenched and pulsed around him.

And Juliana drifted into a light sleep before he had even pulled out.

Areha wrapped himself around her from behind and buried his face in her soft back. Squeezing his eyes shut, he felt her back rise and fall in steady rhythm, telling him she was alive. It gave him a deep sense of relief.

Areha murmured in a voice dropped very low.

“You’re alive……”

His red eyes darkened. His young, vivid face turned dry, as though it had absorbed a decade or more of years in a single moment.

Juliana wouldn’t know. How many different deaths of hers he had witnessed. How many long years he had lived through.

“I don’t know anymore. What it is I even want.”

His hard, large hands held Juliana tight.

He had tried every manner of thing to prevent her death. And yet this moment, keeping her locked away like this, was when he felt the most at peace. It was as though fate itself was laughing at all his futile efforts.

Thinking of Juliana’s deaths sent a chill through one corner of Areha’s heart. The moment he loosened these arms, she would die again in some way he could not prevent. And time would turn back again.

“I really hate you, Areha.”

Back to that night when Juliana had wept and poured out her resentment toward him.

‘This time, I will never let it come to that.’

Areha squeezed his eyes shut.

So then, this cursed regression had begun on the night of the two of them coming of age.