Keiko

*The following chapter contains scenes that include graphic violence, nudity, etc*

The next morning, I knelt in front of the council, with Ameri and Keiko standing nearby. I never considered that this could be the biggest and stupidest mistake I'd ever made, but I was confident in what I was saying and assured them both that I would take care of them. I'd marry Keiko and have Ameri as my mistress. As I previously stated, I recall mother discussing in the palace how a lady who has lost her husband does not have the authority to remarry but can enter the man's life as his concubine or mistress.

I told everyone boldly, and the village head agreed after confirming with Keiko, who agreed even though she looked angry when I looked at her. As I approached her to console her, she threw salt on me as a sign to expel demons.

"I'm sorry for not telling you sooner, please forgive me Keiko," I apologized.

"If you didn't like me, you should have told me, how can I thrust you?" she raged.

I found her open and grabbed her hand

"Leave me!" she yelled.

"I'm sorry, but I love you and Ameri nee- San as well; I don't want either of you to feel lonely, which is why I chose both of you."

"You did great proposing to Ameri, I too felt she shouldn't feel alone as I always felt upset seeing a beautiful woman alone," she sighed. She sighed, let go of my hands, and kissed my lips. She then sat down and said, "I'll accept our marriage with Ameri Nee-San as your second wife or mistress, whatever you want to call it, if you can bring me food." "Yes, right away," I replied as I dashed to the food store tent and returned with food.

But serving it plain would have been boring, so I sliced some meat into bite-sized pieces, skewered it on bamboo skewers with ham in between, and piled it into a large bowl.

I placed everything on a tray and entered the room to find her just sitting there.

That intellectual beauty sat in a classic wood-carved chair, wearing a beautiful white kimono over a red obi. It appeared to be a painting. He almost looked up in awe, but instead he approached like a servant and held out the tray.

"I apologize I could not prepare anything nicer than this." I said handing the food

"No, this is enough. Thank you. Yes, it smells nice."

She moved her nose to the warm smell of the noodlrs and enjoyed the aroma before drinking water. Then she ate one of the skewered snacks. "Yes, this is good too."

"I am glad you like it." I was really was glad. She glanced over me and spoke.

"Are you aware what the ladies say about you?"

"No."

I saw my life as a pawn to be used as the family saw fit. I had basically dedicated myself to serving the village, and there was nothing else for me to do. So, even though I was friendly with his female colleagues and didn't care what they thought of me, Ishida might have realized how I was.

"Girls have been waiting to ask if they could be your concubines ever since you said that," she said, biting the meat. "They did?"

Was that supposed to be a compliment? Girls telling me they wanted to make me "their wife" felt more like teasing than anything else.

"They say someone as good at cooking, cleaning, and laundry as you is wasted as the village's saviour and he has a thing for older women with cow-like boobs," the maiden continued.

"R-really?" I laughed but was cut off by her stare. "I agree with them, but that would be a problem in the future," I coughed.

She looked up as if teasing me was fun, then tapped her shoulder and twisted her head lazily. "Please excuse me, but could you give me a shoulder massage?"

"Certainly, with pleasure." As I moved behind the chair in which she sat, I said. I was a loyal dog who would gladly do anything for a job, so I quickly moved behind her, wrapped my arms around the back of the chair, and placed my hands on her slender neck and shoulders. The shoulder made it difficult to massage properly, but she appeared satisfied.

"Ahh, that's nice." My heart raced as I did not normally hear such a happy voice coming from her.

I then realized that this was probably my first time touching her, even if it was through her Miko outfit. Her neck was very slender, and she was stunning even from behind. The aroma emanating from her body was not the same as Fasilia's. That noble wife seemed to emit perfume from within her body, leaving her with a pleasant odor. She did, however, use makeup as an adult woman, so she did have an elegant scent. While seemingly engrossed, she began to speak.

"You made an excellent choice in both of us, and I accept Ameri as my sister and your mistress."

"I am honored to be of assistance. Because I am not particularly bright, I am only useful at such times. But I promise to keep you both in my thoughts and prayers until the day I die."

She turned her head to face him and pouted like a hamster with nut-filled cheeks.

"Remove the humility. You have the unfortunate habit of being far too humble. You need to believe in yourself more."

"Certainly, ma'am." I massaged her shoulders in silence after she scolded me, but she spoke again after a while.

"I am not as attractive as Ameri Nee san."

"That's not true!" I continued as she extended her hand to stop me from shouting.

"That is correct. According to what I see among the ladies, it does not earn their support. They prefer people who rush out in the prince, such as yourself. My father was an extremely wise man. If he was still alive, he must have thought you'd be a better family leader than me."

"But you need intelligence more than anything else to protect this village," I pleaded, but she shook her head.

"No, the leader does not have to be a brilliant tactician. They simply require one of those to serve them. And all I am is a priestess. I work best with someone in authority."

"I really don't believe that..." I was at a loss for words, and Keiko smiled.

"Also, it appears that merchant families have a saying that they should adopt an heir every three generations. You'd be perfect for the job. Thank you very much. That is sufficient." she expressed her relief

When I let go of her shoulders, she rested her elbow on the chair's armrest, her cheek in her hand, and looked up at me with her beautiful lower whites showing.

"Could you please massage my legs right now?"

"Eh?" I froze when she gave him that shocking order, but she pretended it was nothing.

"My legs must be swollen from all the work I've done recently; they feel sluggish, though I feel bad asking my soon-to-be husband to do something like this."

When she put it like that, I couldn't refuse, so I knelt at her feet. Keiko didn't like showing her emotions in front of people, but she must have relaxed a little when it came to him because she didn't hide the exhaustion on her face as she crossed her legs and held the right leg out towards me.

"Eh?" I froze when she gave him that shocking order, but she pretended it was nothing.

"My legs must be swollen from all the work I've done recently; they feel sluggish, though I feel bad asking my soon-to-be husband to do something like this."

When she put it like that, I couldn't refuse, so I knelt at her feet. Keiko didn't like showing her emotions in front of people, but she must have relaxed a little when it came to him because she didn't hide the exhaustion on her face as she crossed her legs and held the right leg out towards me.

"Of course not," I say. I took her ankle with respect, as if it were a priceless jewel, and began massaging her calf. I had never before touched a woman's leg in this way. The unique squishy feeling was due to the nice balance of fat and muscle. I could feel the warmth even through the smooth fabric and had the impression that he could massage it indefinitely without tiring of it. This also allowed me to look up at her from below. The hem of her hip covering and the front cloth , but I still felt just a step away from seeing inside.

Even though I wished it wouldn't, my crotch hardened, and he couldn't stop himself from looking up to the base of her legs. She snorted with laughter as she looked down at me

"What's the problem? "You've interrupted the massage," she said, smiling.

She crossed her legs the other way and held out her left leg after massaging up from her right ankle to the calf and from the calf to the thigh. While I silently massaged that leg, her other leg brushed up against my crotch.

"Hh," I groaned.i assumed it was a coincidence at first, but the touching gradually grew bolder until she was really just rubbing his crotch with the top of her foot.

"Ah, what are you-? S-stop that." I could not move

"Heh heh. Care to explain why you're so hard down here?"

There was a bewitching light in the black eyes looking down at him and a mockingly cold smile on her lips.

"I'm sorry…"

She wiped the corner of her mouth, as if she had been drooling, as she watched me apologize. It was a casual movement, but it seemed so lewd and indecent that it sent a shiver up his spine.

I used to believe that women were all pure beings until the day before. But after witnessing Ameri's sexuality, I knew not to be deceived by appearances. I knew Keiko, who had previously been a virgin, would be naughty as well.

"Massage me a little...higher than that," she suggested.

"Of course," I say. I inserted my hands inside her hip covering. Her dress ended halfway up her thighs, so I was now touching her bare skin. The surface was as smooth as marble, but it was warm and soft to the touch. I had a hard time resisting the urge to rub my cheek against it. Sweat covered my hands as they drifted higher and higher subconsciously – or semi-consciously.

Keiko's black eyes were fixed on me the entire time. She also kept silently teasing my crotch with her foot. I planned to stop as soon as she said so, but she never did.

In the oppressive silence of waiting for her to demand he stop, my hands massaged ever higher until they reached the base of her thigh.

There was a new fabric there.

"Kh," she said as I wastouching the crotch of her loin cloth. She clutched her fist to her mouth in embarrassment, but she said nothing. I didn't say anything because I was afraid she'd say no. But I did ask her with my eyes as I grew bolder, searching for her feminine slit through the thin fabric and rubbing up and down it.

"Oh, her underwear is a little wet. That means she's enjoying this, doesn't it?" I continued doing it as she pantsShe remained stiffly in place and said nothing. Before long, I noticed a stiff bump at my fingertip.

"Nh…"

When I touched her there, she let out an anguished nasal breath and her foot trembled. The foot pressed against my crotch trembled as well. I was initially hesitant, but eventually pressed my middle finger against the bump and focused on kneading it.

"Nh, nh...nh...nhh..."

She wrinkled her brow and bore with it, but eventually the left foot slipped away from my crotch. Her lower body appeared to have gone limp.

She appeared to be enjoying the pleasure he gave her, but she desperately suppressed her moans. Her black eyes became moist and she trembled, making her appear unbearably hot.

"Nh, hh, kh." My desire grew uncontrollably as I looked up at my fiance writhing in pleasure from my massage.

I told myself, Ameri'e Training, as I remembered it "I wish I could lick it! I want to drink all of its juices!"

Through that one thin layer of fabric, I could feel the wet warmth of her organ, and the frustration of that barrier finally pushed him over the edge.

"I'm sorry, Keiko, but this isn't enough!" I pushed my face into her crotch, beneath the front cloth.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

At this point, she did finally stop me.

"Please allow me to sample your sweet nectar!" I pleaded with her. I regretted how simple my request had been, but I thought I had a chance of getting it. Ameri had successfully brainwashed me the night before.

When I begged her with my face still buried in her crotch, she turned her head to the side, pressed her left fist to her mouth, and looked over and down at his face. But, eventually, she sighed and granted my request. "Okay, then. You are free to remove my cloth."

With delight, I slid my hands under her hip covering and grabbed the loin cloth at her hipbones.

I pulled the garment from her buttocks to her thighs and down her lovely legs as she supported herself on the armrests.

"Could you, um, put your legs up on the armrests and spread them for me?"

She glared at me, but she spread her legs and placed them on the armrests as instructed.

"Is this to your liking?" she asked, blushing, but remaining proud.

"Thank you kindly. "May I continue?" I asked her.

"If you want..." She was obviously embarrassed because she knew what pulling up meant.

My heart was pounding so hard that I thought it would burst as I gulped.

"Wow." she moaned as her bared crotch was finally right there in front of me. Instead of seeing the crotch of a woman I had long had feelings for, he felt more like I was seeing the crotch of a goddess who had not dared have feelings for.

Ameri had spread her legs for me last night and Keiko was doing it for me tonight, so I could not help but compare them.

"Wow, you're drenched." My careless remark drew a sharp glare from her.

"After you teased me like that, how could I not be? I am a woman with feminine desires. Or did you think I was completely emotionless?" "N-no...sorry," she pouted.

I made another request after apologizing.

"Can I, uh, spread it?"

"If you like." Her face was flushed red, but her pride demanded that she act unconcerned.

I spread my thumbs and forefingers around her swollen side once I had her permission.

My nose was hit with a strong feminine scent right away.

Ameri Ne-San was correct about the brighter coloration of youth because Keiko's was more of a bright red than simply pink, and it was completely covered in syrup.

It was so beautiful that I had to gulp, and it was just as sexy as Ameri's, but the widow won in terms of raw sex appeal.

I assumed it was because Keiko was too beautiful. Her translucent love juices glistened in the light as they coated all that sexual flesh. Ameri's love juices had been more whiteish and frothy, giving it an obscener appearance. I had a strong desire to make this dignified and intelligent young woman much more obscener after discovering that obsceneness apparently added to sex appeal.

"You are not required to stare. It's humiliating "She blushed as she spoke.

When I looked up in surprise at that irritated remark, I found Evun trying to hide her embarrassment. I had no idea such a calm and composed young lady could look like this.

"Shinji!... Darling, please look after us; we are both in your care "Keiko kissed me, her tongue reaching through the back of my throat. We had our night just days before the wedding, and I kissed her.

Soon after the letter arrived informing us that we would be leaving in ten days, the village head announced our marriage just five days before the battle. As I went through my training, I remembered the Amida Clan and the King, and I swore to protect my wives and the village from evil. I sighed as I sipped some water and looked up, unable to wait for the day to begin.