Translator: Blue Bamboo
Editor: sora
I deliberately harden my face and then began to speak in a flat, emotionless tone of voice,
“……Is that so.”
I convey my apparent displeasure with a cold face.
Upon seeing my stony expression Oichi Hime turns frightfully pale.
“…In that case let’s stop for now, we shall continue some other night.”
“Please wait…!”
When I stood up from the bed and pretended to leave Oichi Hime rushed forward anxiously and hugged my feet tightly.
After getting on together for so long, I understood her thoughts more or less.
Like a clear lake whose interior was clearly available from the surface, the innocent Oichi Hime’s thoughts could be gleaned very easily.
After being cherished by me, after experiencing my love like a blossoming flower she had matured and experienced emotions that had changed her at a fundamental level.
Thus, what she feared the most was loving this love of mine that I had showered upon her.
She would never have even imagined entreating me like this at the place where our hearts should be the closest to each other.
“Please forgive me…! It is all my mistake! I never should have hesitated to receive Nagamasa Sama’s favor. Please don’t leave me alone! I am willing to do anything!”
“Hmmm…”
I pretended to think and sat down on the floor with my legs crossed.
Seeing my response her face brightens in anticipation yet it was still too soon to loose the pallor of anxiety that has shrouded it since my declaration earlier.
“Since you are so willing are you willing to do what I asked?”
Upon hearing my inquiry her face turned crimson out of shyness and she nodded gently.
“…Is this all right…?” she asked hesitatingly in a soft voice.
Oh……!
The scenery was so amazing that my voice leaked out involuntarily.
My beloved wife, swaying in shame, is holding her hands up to her chest and gently pushing the rather impressive bulge that seems to defy gravity.
The bulge shook slightly as her body trembled, and the pale pink tip danced in the air akin to a willow branch shaking in a spring breeze.
What supreme scenery!
That dainty body when combined with those rich breasts form an invincible combination that resonates deep with my pleasure centers.
As a sign of acknowledgement, my son stands up quite proudly showing off his impressive stature as he rears into the sky.
Even as saliva drips out of my mouth at the sight, I still am sane enough to command Oichi Hime to take the next step.
“Grasp my son firmly and insert it there, right into your cleavage.”
“Eh ……!”
Perhaps she was confused due to my rather strange request.
Oichi Hime who fears of angering me, gives me those all too familiar puppy eyes.
Although my heart melts at the sight I still maintain a firm image.
“Didn’t you hear me? Tuck my son into that impressive valley that you’ve got there.”
“……Yes”
She blushes in embarrassment on hearing my request again.
To expose the chest in front of a man and to use it to pleasure his penis; was an obscene act that was unthinkable to the conservative folk of the Warring States Period.
Breasts may be caressed by man during intercourse however their main purpose in this age was to provide nutrition for the children.
Thus, her initial hesitation on hearing my command.
Even so, in the battlefield of competing emotions that lasted for a moment within her pretty head, it was my will that won for she with a firm glint in her eye, grasps my son firmly, and then gently wraps it within her chest.
The moment that the sensitive skin of my member grazed the soft flesh a jolt of electricity passed right through me causing me to involuntarily let out a moan.
Wow. This is amazing…
“Oichi!”
“Yes, yes!”
When I call out her name, my beloved wife trembles in shock and looks up at me in a frightened state.
Is there something wrong with what I did?
Or is my body not pleasurable enough for Nagamasa Sama?
It’s easy to see why those emotions would circulate in her brain.
I decided to stroke the head of Oichihime gently.
“Nagamasa San…”
Oichi Hime’s face blossoms like a blooming rose of the night.
“Oichi”
“Yes……”
“It’s so good…”
“Yes……!”
Now that she is sure that I am not angry with her, the usual coy smile returns to her flushed face.
When I gaze at her …
I am convinced once more that you really can’t stay angry at her for a long time, even as a pretense.
It is just not humanely possible.
Still praising her after a brief bout of anger will instill a sense of self-security in her, deep into her psyche it will be engraved that “never again do what made him angry in the first place”
Such a philosophy was used often in the training of dogs, a common name for this strategy was the so-called “Carrot and Stick” stratagem.
Through the help of some elementary psychology knowledge that had disseminated far in the modern era, I could proceed full speed in my development plan to develop the ideal wife!
“Oichi”
“What is it, Nagamasa San…”
“Look up”
“Yes…a…”
Her assent was interrupted by my act of adhering my lips to hers.
As our lips touched, I could feel a strange sense of connectivity like a thread binding her to mine, bringing us lovers ever closer to each other physically and spiritually.
Looking at the blissful expression on her face, a sly gleam invaded my eye as I continued on with my relentless onslaught.
Oichi who was unused to such intensity promptly blacked out from the sudden, intense burst of pleasure.
“Fu…nfu…nnn…”
She moaned, unable to let out the words properly; for I had seized her tongue firmly.
Slowly entwining her tongue in mine, I gently fed her glistening threads of saliva from my mouth.
It is well known that humans cannot swallow things when their tongue is tampered with.
Thus, Oichi Hime who was unable to swallow could only let out the silvery liquid that was pooling in her mouth.
It was my purpose to feed her large amounts of saliva and ensure deliberately that she would be unable to swallow them all.
Why?
“Oichi, don’t swallow it…”
I muttered softly, on hearing me my wife nodded tearfully even as the saliva filled her mouth.
“Don’t let all that saliva go to waste! Let it slowly drip on to your chest!”
Oichi Hime may have understood my intention.
The water of love is slowly drained from the ends of her mouth and slowly drips on to the plump bulges in the front.
Propped upward by her own two hands, her impressive breasts that have caught my son in between glisten with the liquid that pools over them.
“You’re so beautiful right now, Oichi….”
I whisper into her ears.
“……Thank you”
She responds shyly.
The fire in my chest rises as I contemplate my next action.
Mendokusaitls 
Thanks for the chapter!
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Arigato :3
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Thanks. Next chapter please….
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