Spider Mattress

The feet of the shoes moved on the bed.In this way, he tried to escape as much as possible from the pleasure given by Kusumi.

"Well……"

However, in the middle of the journey, because of the reaction in the center of the lower abdomen, Kamiya was dominated by a sense of crisis that was about to collapse.

When Kusumi finally took his tongue out of Kamiya's ear, both of them were out of breath as if they had run with all their strength.

"God Valley."

Facing Kamiya's wet and red ear cavity, Hissumi announced with a deep voice that seemed to come from the bottom of his abdomen.

"I will never let you escape."

On the moist soft bottom of the ear, Hissumi's words were deeply engraved.

"I won't let you escape, you belong to me."

"……Uh……"

Kamiya's body struggled slowly.

Although not a drop of semen flowed out, the inside of the body was convulsed as if it had been scorched by heat.

Hissumi retreated from Kamiya who had completely lost his strength.

"If you still refuse to be my property, I will continue to invade until you can't even walk, then take you away, erase your existence in society, and make you completely mine. However, Do you really have to do that?"

Kamiya was still in a trance in his mind and deep in his body.

Hissumi got up from the bed, and continued to announce to Kamiya who had empty and dull eyes.

"Wait a little longer for you. If you make up your mind, this time it's up to you to ask me to make you something that belongs to me."

While driving that day, I heard good news from Kiuchi who was sitting in the driver's seat.

It was obviously good news, but he seemed to be having trouble opening his mouth.

Kiuchi's wife Mayu came back from the main house last week.Afterwards, the couple went to visit a famous doctor who treats infertility and underwent a rigorous examination.

The result was azoospermia, but it was confirmed that there were still sperm in the testis, which made it possible for in vitro fertilization.

Kiuchi said, wanting to work hard side by side with Mayu as a couple, holding the steering wheel tightly.

"Great, I feel at ease now."

Kamiya responded with a calm tone.

These are words from the heart.

I have given up on Kiuchi, and now I can stand as an outsider and feel happy for the good deeds of the people around me.

But when he reconfirmed that he had given up on Kiuchi, he still felt a little pain in his chest.

Sitting in the passenger seat and looking at the street scene under the sunset, Kamiya's thoughts fell on another man.

...It has been ten days since Jiusumi broke into the house without authorization and exposed Kamiya's secret heart in a brutal way.

He hasn't called a single call since then.

Nor did he hide on the side of the road and wait for himself at the door of the house.

"Hey, you don't even understand your own feelings, so you want to escape like this?"

Usually, I always try my best to ignore this truth, but when I open my eyes and look carefully, I realize that even I don’t understand it.

It's stupid and pathetic.

"I won't let you escape, you belong to me."

The voice that was engraved on the bottom of the ear like a scar echoed more than once in these ten days.

When I thought about it, I realized that there was indeed a raging yearning in my body.

An emotion like this that makes the chest and neck uncontrollably hot.

Who made his heart so anxious, the answer is already very clear.

"Wait a little longer for you. If you make up your mind, this time it's up to you to ask me to make you something that belongs to me."

——...It's almost time to convey my feelings to Kusumi.

Call him tonight.

I found the phone number in the phone's address book.

Just press the call button to call the other party.But after calling, you must reply immediately on the phone.

Thumb wobbles on the call button.

"..."

Unable to bear the tension, Kamiya closed the phone with a snap.

Within 10 minutes, this action has been repeated five times.

He obviously had the answer, but he couldn't make up his mind.

I couldn't help but smack my tongue lightly for my dissatisfaction.

But there is no way.

It's just a small thing like making a phone call, but it's a major decision in my life.

Unable to calm down, Kamiya stood up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.Not trying to use the power of alcohol to make a phone call, but making a cup of strong coffee.

Hold the coffee in your mouth, roll it on the tip of your tongue, let the bitterness penetrate fully, and the outline of your consciousness becomes clear.

...Although the anniversary of his death has passed, Kamiya still plans to visit his father's grave on tomorrow Saturday.

Kamiya returned to the living room, suddenly remembered something, opened the top drawer of the bookcase, rummaged through the bottom, and pulled out an old photo.

I saw this picture once when I moved here last year.At that time, I just stuffed it into the drawer in a hurry, and I didn't even have time to look at it.How many years has it been since I took a good look at this photo?

This is my only family photo, the background is an amusement park, and the cable car can be seen behind it.

A boy in elementary school, a couple in their 30s, all three of them had smiling faces.

——It turns out that you are so young...

Kamiya looked at his father in the photo and was slightly shocked.

From my own point of view as an elementary school student 18 years ago, my father was definitely a grown man at first glance, but now, this man with clear eyes and a slightly elongated face with single eyelids still has the breath of youth.Half a year after taking this photo, my father passed away suddenly. Even if I look at him as an ordinary person who has nothing to do with me, I still feel sorry.

——If you are 34 years old, isn't it exactly the same age as Kiuchi...

Noticing this, Kamiya made the comparison again in his mind and frowned slightly.

Although the appearance and temperament are different, but the father's image can overlap with Kiuchi, there must be some reason.Kamiya watched more carefully.

"……what……"

Immediately found the common ground between the two.

It's that smile line.

Kamiya stared closely at the tip of his eyes, feeling very similar.

I always have a sense of distance from others, but I don't have this feeling for Kiuchi. I thought it was because of his enthusiasm and thoughtfulness and concern for myself, but now I think it may be because the smile lines overlap with the image of my father.

The idea popped up suddenly.

Realizing that his attachment to Kiuchi was still naive, the last bit of entanglement was quietly resolved.

After closing the drawer, Kamiya gently sat back on the sofa, then straightened up, and picked up the phone.This time, his fingers didn't get lost again.

There was a call from the phone next to my ear.

connected.

"Let me wait..."

When Hisazuki opened his mouth, it sounded like he was gritting his teeth impatiently.

"...Sorry, I've made up my mind too."

Kamiya leaned back on the sofa slowly, lowering his eyes.

"I just said to wait for you for a while, but I have been waiting for ten days, and I really want to stuff you into a box."

"Packing...?"

Not quite understanding what Hissumi meant, Kamiya felt a little confused.

A long sigh sounded in his ear.

"Oh, forget it. Then, you have made up your mind, right?"

"……what……"

"Say it well."

The man ordered in a hasty voice, and he could fully feel how irritated he had been in the past ten days.

Kamiya took a deep breath, and then announced in a clear voice.

"Let me be yours!"

There was a few seconds of silence afterwards.

"...It's the command form..."

Kusumi laughed as if in surprise, and Kamiya naturally lowered the corners of his mouth.

After letting out a sigh of relief, I didn't expect to lose strength even in my shoulders.

Yes, I like this man, Kamiya thought so.

"Hi, Kamiya."

"Ok?"

"Can we meet now?"

"Tomorrow is scheduled to travel far away."

"What, you still have to work on Saturday?"

Kusumi muttered awkwardly.

"No, it's not work, it's my personal business. I'm going to visit Chiba's Fang Zong... If you're free, can you go with me?"

"Bosou, it's fine to take the Hengduan Expressway from Kisarazu. Got it. Let me drive."

I planned to drive by myself, but since this is a rare opportunity, let him do it.

Jiusumi made a decision on his own, he went to Bosou anyway, so he found a comfortable hotel in Tateyama to stay for one night.In this way, my whole Saturday is wasted, and I will definitely be overworked next week.

I made an appointment to pick up Shengu at ten o'clock in the morning, and hung up the phone.

Kamiya exhaled and closed his eyes.

My mind is still immersed in the aftertaste of Jiusumi.

"The first date after the rain is to visit the grave."

Kusumi held a bouquet of worship flowers in his right hand, and looked up at the sky.The cemetery built at the foot of the mountain is very empty, and the air is filled with cold moisture, floating like scattered silky white clouds.

This morning, Jiusumi rang the doorbell of Kamiya's house at the agreed time.

Kamiya emerges wearing a gray turtleneck, jacket and trousers, a parka, and a scarf.He looked at his watch, and after confirming that "it's exactly ten o'clock", he showed a slightly incredulous expression, perhaps because he remembered that when he was in high school, Jiuyu was always late for departmental activities.

In the car, I left the capital at high speed, turned left on the expressway heading for Yokohama, and entered the undersea tunnel of Tokyo Hengduan Expressway.The oncoming space filled with a sense of occlusion quickly flew backwards, and then I felt a strong sense of speed.

In order to rectify the spirit, I had a cup of coffee and took a break at the parking lot on the sea.

View from the railing of the artificial island