TJOC - Chapter 32 πŸ”₯πŸ”₯







He now only lifted his waist, groaning and breathing occasionally, without saying a word or making a sound. The creaking of the old, cheap bed became faster. He spread her already exhausted legs wider and higher, and thrust with all his body weight as if he could not help but reach her intimate insides.

“Haa... ugh.”

Leila almost cried as the intense orgasm surged in her body, wrapping her legs around Aaron's waist. Every time she squirmed and rocked her waist to his penetration, Aaron thrust harder. The joint was covered in a milky liquid and foam. His testicles kept hitting her ass, and they were glistening wet, and with each thrust, the liquid dripped down, soaking the area under her ass.

“Haa, oh, ah! Ouch!”

Leila gasped and held him tighter. Thud thud thud. The sensation of almost slipping out and then being rooted in without warning engulfed her as if she were going to faint, and Aaron's butt muscles tightened as he thrust into her hard and fast.

Aaron ejaculated deep inside her, burying himself in her vagina.

All that remained was the sound of breath escaping from between her swollen lips.

How long did they lie there? Before the heat cooled down, Aaron pulled Leila's body and covered her with the blanket. Leila, who was so exhausted, was lying down so much that she had difficulty even opening her eyes. Aaron felt so sorry that he woke her up and satisfied his greed like this, so he lightly kissed her cheek.

“You must be tired.”

“Whose fault is it?”

“I’m sorry. I’m reflecting on my actions.”

Leila rested her forehead on his chest and closed her eyes. After rubbing her shoulder for a while, Aaron spoke in a deep voice. It was a plea.

“Leila, whenever, whatever the situation.”

“...Ugh.”

“Please know that I really love you very much.”

"Me too." 

She muttered with a pleasant smile and fell asleep. Aaron stared out the window with his eyes wide open.

The sun rises. The night is surprisingly short. The happy times will pass by in an instant.

The thought of 'reality' came to mind again, but he quickly pushed it out of his mind.

It can't be helped. There are countless things in this world that can't be helped.

The clouds had completely cleared away. However, the atmosphere in Casnier was extremely depressing. This was because of the incident last month, where a soldier killed a villager. The punishment given to the soldier was surprisingly severe, and there were even rumors that a soldier who killed a civilian was executed. However, the people did not show any signs of believing it, saying, "It's like covering your eyes and pretending not to know." The soldiers were the same.

After that incident, the soldiers' tyranny, which had been quiet for about ten days, became even worse than before. Among the comrades they saw coming and going, the absence of one or two was not that great, but it seemed that they were very displeased with their pride and desire to show off being suppressed.

The only change was one thing. Instead of doing things carelessly like before, they came up with 'ridiculous excuses' to make civilians even more helpless. To make matters worse, the rumor that a 'high-ranking officer of the new military junta that a bad tempered person would visit Casnier, which had been considered a possibility before, was spread with an 'actual date' added to it, making the soldiers even more arrogant.

Ironically, it wasn't all bad for Aaron and Leila because the rumors about Leila and Aaron that had started to circulate around this time were completely put on the back burner.

It is understandable that even Leila, one of the parties involved, was more interested in the soldier's official visit schedule than in the gossip about her.

He was known to kill people without a care, but the fact that he was a senior member of the new military government, something she had only heard about, sounded like a story from another world. That's why shr couldn't even give a proper answer to Penny's "Let's go watch the parade! Let's go watch! Yes?" She felt sorry for Aaron, but she still wanted to watch from afar.

'Aaron is a great soldier, too.'

Who knows, maybe he'll be a great soldier like Aaron?

'Of course, Aaron is the coolest.'

Leila walked up to the second floor and stuck her head out the window, looking out into the backyard. There was a hammer-like sound coming from the barn, which was quite a distance away.

As soon as the rainy season ended, Aaron and Ben were busy repairing the pens that would protect the cattle from the cold during the winter. The weather was starting to get cold, and the pens were so big that it took a long time. Ben said that the cattle should move now that the weather had cleared up, and he started to drive the cattle again. He set off with a light step like a walk on a sunny day, and he also carried a rifle on his back, threatening to retaliate if the animals damaged the eastern fence.

He looked exactly like a hunter, so Aaron made a joke and almost got shot in the head.

“A shepherd of that size? You would be better suited as a hunter.”

“Yeah, you want to see a hole made in my bullet, too!”

“I’ve confirmed that it’s a blank bullet. If you shoot me, I’ll gladly pretend to die.”

Ben was really annoyed, saying that it seemed like a snake was growing inside Aaron's stomach.

Being from Dublin is a disadvantage in any situation, especially when people are excited about the visit of the new military junta. As a result, Aaron has not been able to set foot near the city for several weeks, and Ben has shown no reluctance to let Leila go into the city.

So, Leila consoled her regrets on her own, made an excuse to cook delicious food for Aaron, who seemed to be showing signs of a slight cold due to the changing of seasons, and went out. If the timing was right, she might as well watch a military parade, but if not, she didn't care.

The city was busier than usual. The number of soldiers had increased enough to make it feel real that a high-ranking officer was coming. Leila was reluctant to admit it, but she felt intimidated by the excited eyes of the people, the stinging anticipation, and the thick tension that was somehow lingering.

She met Penny.

“So, what’s the answer?”

“What answer?”

Penny is multi-functional. There are two types of news sweeping the town right now. There is a difference in scale between a big typhoon and a small rain cloud, but Penny is a weather observer who doesn't want to miss either a big typhoon or a small rain cloud.

“Are you going to keep pretending not to hear me? Even if I invite you to my house?”

"Why."

“Why, why can’t I go to my friend’s house? Do I need a reason to go to your house?”

“Yeah. You and I aren’t that close.”

“Oh, no! You’re cold! When Andrew said you were cold, I always defended you, but not anymore. You’re cold! So, straight to the point, what’s your relationship with that guy in Dublin?”

“I heard the rumors spread?”

“Oh my god, is this real?”

Penny sank to the ground, pretending to faint. But when Leila showed no reaction, she got up and hung on again, disappointed. Leila was studying the flyers on the wall.

[Claude the Blonde, male in his mid-20s, from Dublin, must be captured alive, reward of 700 gold.]

About two weeks ago, she overheard her father and Aaron talking over drinks. It was around the time when specific rumors began to circulate that a high-ranking officer, probably a member of the new military, would be passing through Casnier around the time of a certain moon.

“Is it really okay to not have to suffer or anything?”

“If I avoid it at this time, it will look even stranger to the townspeople. Are you worried, Mr. Ben?”

“Can I believe you?”

“Actually, I can’t tell you to believe me. People break their noses even when they fall down. Just because I’m a Dubliner, you never know when something might happen to me. But I’ll take care of myself as much as I can, so don’t worry. And if you think I’m going to cause trouble, you can immediately report me to the military police and go see the village chief.”

That was the story. In fact, it was a little rough that day, but the next day, and the day after that, Aaron and her father couldn't find anything different from usual, and Leila hesitated to ask, but then forgot.

But today, when she saw that flyer, she suddenly felt something strange and couldn't take her eyes off it. Unlike Aaron, she felt like that Dubliner was definitely a bad guy - otherwise, that ridiculous bounty wouldn't explain it - so she guessed it was because of that sense of disconnect.

One thing is certain, as Aaron fears, he could be in trouble if he gets noticed by the military simply because he is a Dubliner, even if he has done nothing wrong.

“Does that make sense?”

“Why not? He’s a good guy.”

“...Are you an idiot?”

“What is a fool?”

“As long as you have a good face, everything else is fine.”

“Yeah, really? Aaron is pretty handsome. I’ll just go home.”

Somehow, thinking that the soldiers were harassing Aaron, she lost interest in unusual events such as the parade of high-ranking military officers. However, Penny misunderstood this and followed her quickly, talking.

“No, no, well, I know. I think he’s a pretty nice guy, too. He’s a Dubliner, so he’s not that great.”

“Are you saying he's not that good or that he's kind?”

“Huh, well, I admit he’s a good guy. Back then, he helped me when I was getting beaten up by soldiers. I didn’t think he helped me at the time, but now that I think about it, I guess he was helping. He’s not a bad guy. Anyway, are you really going home? Right now? You said you’ll be there tomorrow if not today.”

“I’m not really interested anymore.”

“Oh, well, yes. But. You and that Dublin soldier...”

Leila pushed through the crowd with a tired expression as the topic returned again. As she approached the entrance, it was more controlled, so there were fewer civilians and more soldiers. She made eye contact with the soldiers. She looked down at her feet in surprise and pouted. The soldiers of Ramrock were now objects of fear and avoidance to Leila as well. Feeling embarrassed for no reason, she muttered to herself, 'Are they really coming today?' Penny followed her all the way. Even after they left the village fence.

“Leila, Leila... I, Leila.”

“You said you were going to see the tall soldiers marching. What if you follow me?”

“Le... Leila.”

Why on earth has this guy been calling her name in a goat-like voice all this time?

Leila, who had been ignoring Penny's words and walking down the dirt road near the river toward the house, turned around suddenly, unable to control her nerves, when she heard Penny's call for the tenth time. It was then that she saw Penny's face turn pale.

“Why are you...”

“Look at me, only me, only at me. Follow me...”

Only then did Leila notice four soldiers trudging along the path they had come from, and she swallowed hard. The soldiers’ gruff eyes were not ordinary.


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