Honeymoon of Humiliation (Holy Water)

Author: pokemonshen
Word count: 7093
The Honeymoon of Humiliation (Original: Joe Abe)

Anthurium Nightmare
“Then, when the groom, Mr. Kimura Kazuo, and the bride, Ms. Akemi, everyone, shout “Long live!”
Amidst the high-spirited voices of the representatives of the friends, the crowd clapped and cheered, and the train started to move. The groom smiled honestly and waved to everyone, but in the eyes of others, it didn’t look like the bride was snuggling up to the groom, but the groom was blocked by the tall figure of the bride who was full of spring, and he could only stretch his hands from behind to show his presence to everyone. Most of the people who came to see him off were staring at the bride—the latter had been working as an office worker in his father’s club for nearly five years. As for the groom who has worked in the same club for two years, there are very few people who come to the platform to see him off, only the uncle and aunt who raised him, and a few friends who joined the company in the same year. But in retrospect, the entire wedding ceremony to the arrangement of the wedding banquet had nothing to do with his will, and it was all decided by the bride’s side. The president, who is overwhelmed by his daughter’s usual misbehavior and the chaotic relationship between men and women, sees Kimura. He likes him from a first-class university and is helpless. After finally persuading his daughter to marry him, he suddenly feels that the burden on his shoulders is much lighter.
On the other hand, before entering into the marriage contract, like most Japanese men, he was deeply fascinated by the vitality and beauty of the next door, Ke Mingmei. But due to her natural weak character, she doesn’t have the courage to join the ranks of many suitors, so she can only look forward to the graceful figure that catches her eyes from time to time. Even so, his friends warned him that Mingmei’s dissolute life and pampered and arrogant personality might not be a good match, but he didn’t take the advice to heart.

“It’s just the two of us at last,” he said softly to the bride looking at the Tokyo streets passing by in the twilight, lying on the mat in the green car.
“Really. I’ve been in a panic for the whole month. After the engagement, the number of times I have met with my husband alone is really unprecedented.”
“Really,” he murmured in his heart. The wedding was held only one month after the engagement, and he didn’t have any other dissatisfaction in his heart. It was just that the number of appointments was low, and most of the time was spent in the vast house of his fiancée’s house, and there were always family members coming and going to prevent the two of them from being alone. For him, the only regret is that he didn’t have the opportunity to tell her that he had fallen in love with her before he became a couple. Therefore, before arriving at the destination, he should cherish this time and tell her the love words in his heart!

Suddenly, Mingmei said to him in a serious tone:
“I, I want you to do one thing. I am very self-willed, not the type to listen to my husband. My dream is to ravage my husband under my ass. Husband, if it was you, you should be willing to be under my ass, right?”
She stared at Kazuo’s face, waiting for him to say yes. in the carUnder the transpiration of the inner heat, her face was pink with excitement, as beautiful as a big rose.
“In this case…well”
He stammered, neither agreeing nor rejecting. Minmei repeated to him forcefully:
“Say OK!”
Kazuo smelled her fragrance drifting towards his face, intoxicated by the sweet atmosphere, nodded involuntarily and answered “Yeah”.
The accommodation on the first night of the wedding was set at a first-class Western-style hot spring hotel. The two walked into the spacious and luxuriously decorated room, the floor was covered with a plush carpet with good touch, and the furniture was in classical style. After eating the delivered dinner, he invited his newlywed wife to the underground bar for the first time, dancing with the sweet music, and spent a night like a dream.
It was already past ten o’clock when I returned to the house, and the surroundings became quiet. The bedspread of the Western-style double bed was turned open, and the pink pillow exuded a coquettish and seductive atmosphere.
“Will you take a bath?”
As if a little unhappy, Akemi replied:
“Yeah, but don’t wash them together. Also, there’s a problem…