TEASER
Christmas Special Side Story :
A Peachy Storm Blows in Winter (IF : ......?)
Nozomu felt his
consciousness rising under the pleasant sensation of weight on his whole body.
A cold winter morning.
The warmth of the futon enveloping his body had become an irresistible
temptation, sticking his consciousness and body to the bed.
But the weight he felt
on his body was strangely warm. Besides, there was a softness that did not feel
like a futon.
"U-,
uuu~m..."
A soft touch caressed
his cheek. The tickling sensation caused by a girl's hair made Nozomu's mouth
gape open and let out an involuntary yelp.
"Fufufu, you were
sleeping well. Your gallant face at that time was wonderful, but to see you
like this, defenseless and vulnerable, is so heartwarming."
A voice like tinkling
bells that shook one's eardrums. The sound of the bed creaking was mixed in
with that voice.
The warmth of someone
else's breath hit his cheek, but his hazy consciousness was still seeking
slumber and refusing to awaken.
Perhaps because he was
still in a trance, he was unable to recognize the voice he was hearing.
"A~a~... What a
hopeless man. You were so resistant at that time, but here you are, showing no
resistance."
Following the sigh, a
soft sensation touched his cheek.
It was not that he did
not resist, he was just not awake yet. But it did not seem to matter for the
owner of this voice.
"*Sniff-sniff*...
Ah~, so fragrant. I didn't know that even the smell of night sweats could be so
alluring... *Lick*..."
"M-, mmm?"
This time, a slimy
sensation ran down his neck.
As expected, Nozomu's
consciousness began to awaken due to the warm, sticky sensation.
While holding his hand
up to the glare of the morning sun piercing his eyelids, he slowly opened his
eyes...
"U~n. It's
morning, huh? Eh?"
He couldn't believe
his eyes at the sight that greeted him.
"Uwaaaaaaaaaaa!"
"Oh, you woke up.
Stop making so much fuss. You'll wake up the people who live here."
"W-, why are you
here!? And, why are you naked!?"
What met his eyes was
Vitora, who was completely naked.
With skin as white as
fresh snow and silver hair hanging down, she stared at Nozomu as if peering
into his eyes.
The plump twin mounds
pressed against him through the futon, and Nozomu's consciousness was awakened
all at once.
However, even though
his consciousness was now clear, his mind was still lacking in rotational
power, and he could only mass-produce question marks inside his mind.
(In the first place,
she was supposed to be in captivity. Why is she in this Guest House?)
"Hm? I, of
course, do not wear clothes to my bedroom. Besides, considering what I'm about
to do, clothes are just going to get in the way, aren't they?"
(That was not the
issue. No, that was indeed an issue but one that I would rather not have to
deal with if I could)
While Nozomu remained
rigid, Vitora pressed her naked body against him even more firmly.
The mystical fruit in
front of her softly changed its shape, and the seductive scent of her silver
hair tickled his nose.
The vampire princess's
eyes glint with a suspicious light as she gazed at Nozomu, who had just woken
up.
Cold sweat broke out
on Nozomu's forehead as he looked at Vitora, whose eyes were beginning to
resemble those of a bird of prey.
