Sweet.

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Wiping the tears from his sweetheart's face, knowing there was nothing he could do as he could not split his love—only lust that could be split—Yoriichi then brought Jaina to the luxurious bed in their remote residence. After gently placing her on the bed and peeling off her game attire to reveal the sweet fruit underneath, he admired the juicy, smooth pomegranates. Squeezing them until the nectar dripped onto his hands, he then licked the stem calyx and extracted the punch from this pink berry.

After savoring the organic, fresh punch that gave him a variety of flavors, Yoriichi then brought his banana near her cherry, asking her to be ready. Knowing it was her first time, he decided to have a long, heart-to-heart talk with her while Margarita gently hugged Jaina from behind. They conversed on various topics, gradually steering the conversation back to more intimate matters to help her relax.

After a full hundred years of wooing her, he prepared himself again. Since this was a once-in-a-lifetime decision for her, unlike lovers who might not need to think it over—knowing that a lovemaking session is only one way to get to know each other and not a concrete proof of eternal vows—he understood that this was a long and difficult decision for Jaina, which would become her promise. Different from him, who thought otherwise, he felt it was only fair to be patient with her as she needed time to build her confidence.

With the cherry now ready in an entirely different mood from before, he brought his banana to the red blush, full of coconut husks. As he entered the cervix, parting the seeds inside, he experienced a refreshing, exotic sensation after tasting her cherry for the first time. Kissing her kiwi to amplify this revitalizing feeling, he then indulged in her cherry, ensuring his banana tasted sweet within her. Moving back and forth in the juicy, ripe peach-mango blend, he and Jaina savored every bite of this delightful sunlit paradise.

After a long time hydrating themselves with this subtly citrus-refreshing pleasure, he then felt Rita's semibreve on his back, playing harmonic pitches as if trying to join the orchestra they were currently creating. Knowing that his symphonies were patient enough to wait through half-eons of music, with each crescendo lifting them to higher notes, Yoriichi embraced the melody, playing his instrument in serene, pure auditory bliss. With succulent trace of summer eagerly pressing against his face, ready to be savored, he let the lower part of his body play the orchestra while the upper part enjoyed the kiwi and the red, tender juice of the pomegranates.

Going back and forth between savoring the sweetness of the fruit and playing the melody of the orchestra, Yoriichi finished his banana deep inside Jaina's cherry, while she also pressed her golden drops of sunshine to mark him as her own forever. After finishing with her cherry, he moved his banana downward toward her lychee. As before, it took hundreds of years to build confidence, but he finally popped her rich, tangy plum lychee, releasing a cascade of sweet, juicy flavors. Just like that, he continued moving back and forth between cherry and lychee for eons upon eons, accompanied by his symphony, which periodically played the orchestra as well.

Not knowing how long time had passed, even as they began to feel nauseated from the experience of lust, Yoriichi released his white gruppetto inside the tenor clefs or lychee part of Rita. He decided to call it a day after thousands of eons spent playing the orchestra and savoring the fruits. Relaxing with his eyes closed, he listened to the conversation between his wife and his lover, choosing not to add his own opinions. As a husband who desired eternal concubines in the future, these were at least things he could do for his empress.

"I couldn't… help but notice that… Sorry… Let's just take… a minute…"

After weeks of sleeping and relaxing in bed, too tired to move, Jaina finally managed to make coherent statements that did not confuse the listener.

"I couldn't help but notice that Yoriichi always ends up releasing his yang essence inside us. Why is that? I thought you two had agreed not to have children of your own for the time being. Even though the seed is not fertilized, it is still inside of me and you, Rita. So, care to explain?"

Opening her eyes from her deep sleep, since as a high-level individual she could still hear what was going on around her, Margarita answered her husband, "It's just his preference. He likes to do it inside. And Jaina, this is what I want to discuss. In the future, when I am not beside you, whoever my husband chooses to be his many lovers, always keep an eye on his seeds. Don't let them fertilize. Additionally, in bed or whenever they make love, constantly join them. If they are comfortable seeing you as a stand-in for me during the first lovemaking session, then do whatever it takes to get rid of that girl. She does not deserve to become my subservient."

Nodding her head, knowing she is now Rita's servant and chess piece—and because she is the first, she will likely become her right-hand woman—Jaina replied, "Yes, I will."

Pausing, she then added a bit about her husband's background, "And I think our honeyed sweetness will not need constant supervision when dealing with those who seek only to exploit him. You might not know this, Rita, but although Richard is a playboy, he always makes love with someone he knows and is acquainted with, rather than someone who seeks to take advantage of his money."

Raising her eyebrows, Rita asked, "Oh? Is that so?"

Nodding her head, she answered, "Yes. In my world, there is a term called 'friends with benefits,' which refers to a relationship where two people have an emotional connection as friends, but their physical relationship goes beyond that of normal friends. Richard has many friends like that, and the one he knows and has that kind of relationship with is truly a good friend of his."

Thinking of someone, Rita then enquired, "Hmm… What about him and Moiraine then? Are they in this friends-with-benefits kind of relationship?"

Chuckling as she looked at Yoriichi, who suddenly seemed embarrassed, and recalling the first time he asked Olivia to have that kind of relationship with him—which resulted in him being hospitalized for months and ending up with a crooked banana in the previous world—Jaina shook her head. Turning toward Rita once again, she answered, "No. The four of us are not like that. He is the only one who is very wild and has a bit of a screw loose. Moiraine and Narishma have been soulmates since we were just babes. As for me… well…"

Knowing this fact from Moiraine's story about searching for Jaina, Margarita leaped over her husband to lie beside Jaina, caressing and hugging her gently. She understood how hard it must be for Jaina to always be heartbroken, wanting a soulmate relationship but constantly being disappointed. Even in different worlds, it was still the same, with the only comfort being that Richard agreed to engage in an intimate relationship with her, even though it wasn't on the same emotional level or commitment as a husband and wife.

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