Just a quick and easy chapter. # 9 will be out in less than 24 hours.
I made a mistake in chapter 3 ;_; I wrote that Yuu was still in the hospital but he’s actually already discharged by then! My bad! I’ll edit that shortly. This chapter is basically chapter 3 but in Hiroto’s POV.
Speaking of changes, I also changed Yuu’s dad’s given name to Miaki. Idk. The kanji is 実秋, so if anyone has a better idea please let me know!
The next 2 chapters will be in Ken’s POV, and then after those we’ll finally be back to the current time.
Please comment and like this post if you’ve enjoyed it. Until then! ^^
The feelings of the Erotic Demon King Houou Hiroto Pt. 2
When I come home from school, my maid Yukie-san tells me that Yuu might have returned home as well.
Knowing that Yuu is closeby, I want to see him at once. I drop everything to race over to Yuu’s house and jab impatiently at the intercom. I’m met with the face of his housekeeper, Sayo-san. Sayo-san tells me he is just getting off from work.
My breath suddenly increases…so it’ll only be the two of us.
Stealthily, I approach Yuu’s room with measured steps. He doesn’t seem to notice when I peek inside. What is causing Yuu to look so troubled?
I secretly observe him, enjoying his different expressions. Yuu whispers something to himself. And then, I gather myself and walk in.
Realizing that I’m relieved when Yuu isn’t frightened, I stick to him, leading him to the sofa. Yuu’s so cute, just like a small animal. Because he tries to get away from me when I cuddle him, I push him down by instinct.
At first, I intend for it to be a joke.
Teasing, kissing the cheeks, and playing hard to get. Spending our days in laughter, that had been our daily life in the past. When Yuu couldn’t take the teasing anymore, it’d be common for him to run off to Ken. I didn’t really mind when he did that. Those were the days.
“I’m…scared! Why are you doing this?” My reasonings deteriorate as I take in the image of Yuu clinging to me, looking up at me with teary eyes.
(…this is mine.) Does this body remember the acts I had repeatedly done to it in the past? Does it remember how it obediently surrendered, responding to the pleasurable sensations I’d inflicted?
But those eyes are different.
Even in the depths of despair, the once muddy consistency of those eyes, those of which had been constantly seeking me, are wiped away, leaving behind a clear and crystal blue gaze. That same brightness from back then. From when we were children.
Right now I’m hugging Yuu as we sleep. The happy feelings from our childhood keep us company. God has given me a second chance. I may have made a mistake, but this time around, starting right now, I’ll fix everything.
And I’m going to cherish Yuu’s love.