135 Tsukimi Chifuyu
Author's note : Okay, if you are done with your PTSD after you read the chapter name, here is an important note.
Tsukimi is from a doujin so it is extremely hard to find her pictures. So, to have easier time imagining her, the patreaon have decided on her look.
Tsukimi will look like Rio Tsukatauki from Blue Archive. Just like how Sumire looks like Raiden.
Her appearance is just black hair with bangs, red eyes and a very lewd body of a doujin heroine.
[IMAGE : Tsukimi Chifuyu]
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[3rd POV]
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The rays of the enthusiastic sun sneak between the curtains of the room, falling on the black-haired beauty who was sleeping on her bed.
The sunray fell on her perfectly shaped face and tugged at her consciousness. Her eyelids trembled before parting to reveal a beautiful pair of ruby eyes.
The gem-like eyes observed the world and took in their surrounding. Her eyelashes flutter as she blinks.
The first thing she did was put her hand under her pillow to take out her smartphone. She switched on the device and opened up a messenger on it.
She did not need to scroll down as the one she wanted to message was already on top of the contacts. She pressed and she found her latest text, 'Good night'.
She used her long dainty fingers to quickly type another text, 'Good morning'. She sent it and stared at it in silence before she switched off her phone and put it away.
"Another mundane day." She muttered, her soft voice echoing in her empty room. She stretched like a cat on her bed before she pushed herself up and headed to the bathroom.
She brushed her teeth, her eyelids still felt heavy so she barely opened her eyes while she brushed her perfect rows of white teeth.
After she was done, she took off her lingerie and threw herself in the shower. The sprinkle of the freezing water splashing on her white flushed skin finally woke her up fully.
The water ran along her smooth skin as she used her shampoo and body wash to clean herself. She rubbed the sweet-smelling foams of shampoo all over her body as her fingers trailed over her curves.
She tried to look down at herself but huge mounds of flesh in the form of boobs blocked her view completely. She sighed, washing her huge tits that were more befitting of a breastfeeding mother rather than a young teenager like herself.
She washed herself thoroughly before getting out of the shower. She took a towel and dried herself in the mirror while carefully looking at herself.
A beautiful defined face with no blemish or imperfection stared back at her, with pouty lips begging for a kiss and eyes that shone like ruby.
She had black silky hair with bangs covering her forehead. They were long and straight, like an ink, just how 'he' liked it.
But even with such a beautiful face, the most eye-catching thing was her body. They turned the heads of men like an owl everywhere she went, they would gawk at her with unrestrained lust in their eyes.
She had a pair of big boobs that alluringly defy the laws of physics as they maintain their perfect shape even with their weight.
Her waist was tiny and she had unnaturally wide hips with an ass just as big to match her hips. Her ass was the shape of a heart as it would jiggle with every step she took.
Her thighs were fat and juicy but her legs were straight and long like that of a model. Her body shape was the definition of the hourglass and each of her curves added meaning to her whole look.
Her body was lewd. In fact, it was so lewd that she sometimes believed that she was created solely for lust. She would often struggle to find modest clothing because her body made the most simple clothings into something slutty.
Almost every girls would be happy if they were to possess such alluring beauty. They would even say it was a dream come true.
But not for her.
As she stared at the reflection of herself in the mirror, one would notice only disgust in her blood-red eyes.
A loathing for herself and her body.
To her, it was meaningless. It was a curse more than a blessing, a curse that ruined her life.
She looked away from the mirror and went out of the bathroom naked. She went to her closet and picked out her uniform as she began dressing up.
It took a while to finish. She neatly combed her hair and wore a tight sports bra to make her boobs appear smaller.
Her clothes were also a size bigger to hide her curves and body. She wore her uniform in a baggy manner to avoid getting attention.
She really hated her body.
After she was done, she went out of her room to be greeted by a dignified man and woman. They turned towards her and without even giving her the faintest smile, they greeted her formally.
As if they were co-workers and not parents and child.
"Good morning, Chifuyu.."
They didn't even use her first name. They had stopped calling her Tsukimi when she was in her adolescence.
She did not smile either. To be honest it has been a long time since she smiled.
The last time she smiled was with 'him'. And her smile died on that fateful day too.
"Good morning." She replied with a small bow.
Her father looked at her, scanning the entire inch of her body from top to bottom. He had a scowl when his eyes saw her skirt.
"What is with that skirt? I can see your thighs." Her father said in a strict tone like a boss scolding his subordinate.
Her mother went to work as she gestured for Tsukimi to come to her after her father's comment. Tuskimi went there like the good girl that she was.
She had suggested wearing a stocking to her parents before but her father was furious, claiming that she was trying to be promiscuous like she had done before, having a boyfriend. Apparently stocking made her look even lewder.
Her parents were an unorthodox Christian, one that is obsessed with the damn religion. To them, Tsukimi was the worst girl in the world.
They hated her lewd body even more than herself. Her father hated it even more, he always lived in fear that her daughter would commit promiscuous things and stray from the path of God.
"Look at this? Imagine how much more it would show when you sit." Her mother pointed out. The skirt was not short, it was tailor-made to be long enough to cover her knees. She wore the weirdest and longest skirt in her school.
Her mother pulled down her skirt so it would cover everything. Then she frowned and pressed on her big boobs.
"Did you wear the bra I gave you?" She asked and Tsukimi nodded. The bra her mother gave her was tight, so tight that it hurt her throughout the day. It made bruises on her underside.
Her mother frowned deeper when she heard that and patted her boobs again. Pushing them as if trying to make it appear smaller and more modest.
Every touch hurts Tsukimi because her bra was so tight and because it was bruising.
"This annoying blob!!" Her mother finally screamed in frustration as she roughly grabbed her boobs and pulled them as if trying to rip them off.
Tsukimi flinched and covered her chest from her mother.
It hurts.
Tears polled at the side of her eyes and she felt like crying but she didn't.
"Don't worry, we only need to wait two more years. Then you would be 18 and we can finally do surgeries." Her mother said and she couldn't help but flinch at her words.
No matter how much she hated her body, she did not want to do surgery to change anything. They would do more than that and probably do things to her whole body.
"I heard they also have hormone therapy here in Korea." Her father commented and the mother agreed.
They hated her. They hated her body.
They thought having such a lewd body was a danger for their daughter to walk astray from God. Also, because of it, the people in her parent's religious group have dirty thoughts.
All because of her and her lewd body.
It was such a sick joke that someone like her was born into this cult-like religious family. Maybe it was a punishment for her sins.
Her parents were not like this before. They were always extremely strict but never abusive like this.
It all changed half a year ago when they learned that she had a boyfriend and some people even saw her kissing a boy. Not only that when they checked her room and found her sex toys which she had used to pleasure herself.
That was when her parents started being like this. They treated her as if an evil spirit had taken over her daughter and she was whoring herself.
Maybe they might not be too wrong in the 'whoring' part. 'His' image passed in her mind. This was her hell from that day on.
They even moved to a whole different country, from Japan to Korea after her parents learned about that.
Although she was reluctant, it was better for her to get out of his life completely so she went with her parent's descision to moving to another country.
It was then that they were more strict with her. Controlling what she wore, what she did on her phone, what she read etc.
To be truthful, she didn't really care how her parents treated her or how anyone treated her for that matter.
Life already lost meaning. She couldn't find a purpose now. Maybe she could as time moved on, it has only been half a year after all.
But she didn't want to find meaning in a life without 'him'.
With tears filling her eyes, Tsukimi excused herself and went to another room. The room was a music room and it was also a place where she could have her peace.
She wiped her tears away grabbed the violin and sat down to play. She played around with the violin for some time before she rested on on her shoulder and began playing.
The sound of sweet melody filled the room and it was like therapy for her. A little heaven she made for herself.
Playing violin.
It was something 'he' had suggested her to do long time ago. It was his gift to her.
She still remembered the time when he learned the guitar and he suggested she learn an instrument too. He said the violin would suit her.
She continued playing the violin and her mind was also playing the memories of him in her mind. She didn't even realize it but she smiled.
She couldn't fix the past and she had accepted the consequences of her action.
But living back to that time like this was her favorite thing. He might hate her forever and maybe she is not worthy but she still loves him.
Forever.
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Author : Well that is the life Tsukimi had lived after the incident. She was visibly shaken about the incident so her parents investigate and realize she had a boyfriend.
They checked her phone and her room where she kept the sex toys. It was mentioned that she had very high sexual drive because of being a heroine and all so she would masturbate to Yuito while they were couple.
It was also mentioned that her parents were rich and religious. She never had normal childhood with her controlling parents and she was bullied in school because of her body which was more developed beyond her years.
That's why she is so dependent on MC who protects her and - as she put it - made her better.
Just mentioning it so you guys don't have to re read the early chapters.
