The slightly tipsy mature beauty stood up, took an album from the shelf in the living room, and sat down next to Yuu Hoshimiya.
While opening the album, Midori Megure lifted her bangs, revealing the conspicuous scar.
After brewing for a while, she pointed at the photos in the album and began to tell her story with a hint of bitterness.
"Hoshimiya-kun, look, this was when I was in high school. Don't look at me now; I was very vigorous and resolute back then. In today's words, I was a delinquent girl..."
As the photos of the past were turned over one by one, under the mature beauty's charming voice, Yuu Hoshimiya also had a clearer understanding of the matters between Juzo Megure and Midori Megure.
The process of their acquaintance was not much different from his memory, but the life after marriage that he didn't know about was completely different from what he thought.
After marriage, Juzo Megure's work always occupied his time.
And Midori Megure was gradually marginalized from Juzo Megure's life.
She understood that Juzo Megure was a good policeman, but she couldn't deny that she sometimes felt lost and even regretted.
She even thought more than once, why did she marry Juzo Megure back then?
But she would soon deny this thought herself.
Because if it weren't for Juzo Megure, she might have died in that man-made car accident long ago.
No matter how life was now, she owed Juzo Megure a life.
That car accident changed her destiny and also made her marry Megure.
But for so many years, she and Megure were more like living together as partners; their feelings were plain as water, never having true intimacy and passion.
There wasn't even a conjugal life...
As for why not, Midori Megure didn't elaborate.
Yuu Hoshimiya was very curious, but since Midori Megure didn't take the initiative to say such privacy-related matters, he couldn't ask further.
After all, it was their first meeting, and the relationship wasn't intimate enough.
But it didn't matter; if not intimate enough, just become intimate.
After becoming intimate fuck buddies... cough, good friends, presumably the mature beauty in front of him would actively tell him the reason.
So, Yuu Hoshimiya extended his big hand to gently stroke and pat Midori Megure's back, comforting her low mood while saying: "Madam, you just said there is no conjugal life... are you still a virgin until now?"
Yuu Hoshimiya spoke suddenly; his low voice made Midori Megure stunned for a moment.
Feeling Yuu Hoshimiya's gradually becoming aggressive breath, knowing she shouldn't continue discussing, she couldn't control herself.
"Ah, yes..."
She nodded hurriedly, her voice trembling slightly.
Yuu Hoshimiya looked down at her lips lightly bitten due to nervousness, a playful smile curling up the corner of his mouth: "Then Madam, do you want to experience the happiness between husband and wife, want to become a real woman?"
Midori Megure blushed and lowered her head to avoid his hot gaze.
The living room fell into a brief silence; only the rustling sound of Yuu Hoshimiya's big hand stroking Midori Megure's back rubbing against the fabric sounded from time to time.
After about five minutes, Midori Megure lowered her head, hands folded together, voice so low it was almost inaudible.
"Megure and I, he rarely comes home. Between us... how to say, it's like two people living their own lives, even..."
She paused, as if summoning courage, "I want to become a real woman; I don't want to die of old age still being a virgin..."
Yuu Hoshimiya's gaze softened instantly, a playful arc curling up the corner of his mouth.
"If you are willing, I can help you with this favor."
Midori Megure was stunned, eyes flashing with uneasiness and struggle.
"This... is this a bit..."
"Don't think too much."
Yuu Hoshimiya comforted her softly, "I won't force you. If you feel uncomfortable, we can stop at any time."
His voice was so gentle that it was hard to resist; the last line of defense in Midori Megure's heart seemed to be slowly collapsing.
Midori Megure looked up at him, a moving blush appearing on her mature and beautiful face.
"Wuu... then, then I'll trouble Hoshimiya-kun..."
Desire defeated shame; the mature beauty's beautiful eyes were full of spring affection, and she took the initiative to say: "Clearly you are a guest today, yet I keep asking you for help; I'm really sorry. I will definitely repay you well next time..."
A trace of a smile flashed in Yuu Hoshimiya's eyes, interrupting: "Madam, don't mind. Then, let's start with the simplest hand contact."
Midori Megure hesitated for a moment, but finally put her hand in Yuu Hoshimiya's palm.
Yuu Hoshimiya's palm was warm and powerful, giving her a strange sense of security.
Yuu Hoshimiya held her hand gently, movements unhurried: "Relax, Madam, get used to this feeling of contact with a male first."
His voice was low and soft, seeming to carry some kind of magic, making Midori Megure's heartbeat accelerate again.
She tried to calm herself down, but found her gaze involuntarily falling on Yuu Hoshimiya's handsome face.
His temperament was completely different from Juzo Megure; that young and confident charm made her somewhat lost in thought.
Yuu Hoshimiya's fingers exerted slight force, carrying a hint of guidance.
He gently rubbed her fingertips and whispered: "Madam, how does it feel?"
"A bit..."
Midori Megure answered in a low voice, "A bit strange, but not annoying."
Yuu Hoshimiya smiled, let go of her hand, and sat up straight.
"Very good, this is just the beginning. Next, we can try other ways, but remember, always prioritize your own comfort."
Midori Megure nodded; although nervous inside, she vaguely held a trace of expectation.
She told herself that this was just a help, not a betrayal.
After becoming a real woman, she would have no more regrets and would not have relations with Yuu Hoshimiya again, so there was nothing to tangle about.
However, when her gaze fell on Yuu Hoshimiya again, her heart couldn't calm down.
Yuu Hoshimiya didn't rush to continue, but picked up the wine glass again and took a sip gently, as if the kneading and interlocking fingers just now were just ordinary things.
Midori Megure couldn't calm down; her palm still retained the touch of Yuu Hoshimiya's fingers, her heart bumping like a fawn, almost knocking over the tea cup on the coffee table.
"Madam, you seem a bit nervous." Yuu Hoshimiya's voice broke the silence. He put down the tea cup and looked at her gently.
"No..." Midori Megure retorted subconsciously, voice as light as a mosquito buzz.
Realizing her reaction was too obvious, she became even more overwhelmed, hands twisting together, cheeks slightly hot from shyness.
Yuu Hoshimiya smiled slightly and slowly approached a bit: "Relax, there are more exciting things next."
Midori Megure nodded, but her feelings became more complicated.
Yuu Hoshimiya was so close; his breath carried an irresistible warmth and charm, almost making her forget this was "help".
"Next, let's try further contact."
Yuu Hoshimiya's tone was still gentle, but there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes, "For example, a hug."
Midori Megure bit her lower lip gently, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
She tried to tell herself that this was just to make up for her regrets, nothing to be afraid of.
Yuu Hoshimiya slowly opened his arms, signaling her to approach.
"It's okay, Madam, trust me."
Midori Megure took a deep breath and slowly leaned over.
Yuu Hoshimiya's arms surrounded her, movements gentle but full of strength.
At that moment, she felt a sense of security and warmth surging into her heart.
This feeling was unprecedented, even making her somewhat greedy.
"How is it?" Yuu Hoshimiya asked in a low voice, right by her ear.
"Very... very warm."
Midori Megure answered subconsciously, with a trace of trembling in her voice.
Yuu Hoshimiya let go of her, still maintaining an appropriate distance, tone still peaceful.
"This is a good start. Through such contact, Madam, you will soon be able to start the next step of preparation to become a woman."
"Next step is?" Midori Megure was slightly stunned, looking puzzled.
"Just like falling in love, after holding hands and hugging, of course it's kissing." Yuu Hoshimiya remained calm, as if talking about a very ordinary thing.
Midori Megure widened her eyes, cheeks instantly turning completely red.
"This... isn't this too..."
"To become a real woman, this is a must." Yuu Hoshimiya interrupted her with a smile, "Or does Madam want to pause first and ask me for help after a while?"
Midori Megure lowered her head, fingers twisting together nervously again.
"I..." She hesitated for a moment, finally raised her head, face full of shyness, "Then... let's do it in one go."
A hint of a smile flashed in Yuu Hoshimiya's eyes as he slowly approached her.
"Then, close your eyes, relax."
Midori Megure's heart almost jumped out of her chest; she closed her eyes tightly, feeling Yuu Hoshimiya's breath approaching gradually.
Subsequently, a warm and soft touch gently landed on her lips, carrying a silent comfort and strength.
At this moment, she felt her world seemed to stand still.
Yuu Hoshimiya's kiss was gentle and restrained, like a guidance, and like a probe.
Midori Megure's body involuntarily relaxed, the little emptiness deep in her heart seemed to be filled.
A moment later, Yuu Hoshimiya slowly retreated a little distance and smiled: "How was it?"
Midori Megure opened her eyes, gaze containing a bit of confusion and shyness.
"I... I don't know, feels strange, but also..." She didn't continue, just lowered her head.
"That's right." Yuu Hoshimiya said softly, "This feeling is exactly what one can feel only by becoming a real woman."
Midori Megure bit her lip and nodded, but her heart was in a mess.
She told herself this was just to make up for regrets, absolutely no next time, but why was her heart so shaken?
Yuu Hoshimiya looked at Midori Megure's completely red cheeks, a gentle smile curling up the corner of his mouth, tone as gentle as a spring breeze.
"Madam, if that attempt just now wasn't enough to make you feel the intimacy between husband and wife, we can try again, a little deeper."
Hearing this, Midori Megure widened her eyes, body stiffening in place.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found her throat seemed blocked, unable to make a sound.
Yuu Hoshimiya had no trace of coercion, instead seeming to give her time and space to think.
That complex emotion surged in her heart again; she told herself this was just to make up for regrets, but why was her heartbeat so violent?
Why did the touch just now linger in her memory?
Yuu Hoshimiya gently extended his hand, placed it on her slightly trembling shoulder, and patted soothingly.
"It doesn't matter; you can take it slow, everything according to your own will. I just want to help you."
Midori Megure's lips trembled slightly, finally nodding gently, whispering: "Then... try again."
Yuu Hoshimiya smiled, a trace of imperceptible depth in his eyes.
He approached slowly, hand sliding gently down her shoulder, stopping on the back of her hand, giving her silent support.
Midori Megure's gaze flickered in panic, but she didn't retreat.
"Close your eyes, relax." Yuu Hoshimiya whispered.
Midori Megure obediently closed her eyes, long eyelashes trembling slightly, face full of shyness and expectation.
Yuu Hoshimiya lowered his head slowly; this kiss was no longer a light taste like just now, but added a hint of deep affection and lingering.
His lips gently covered hers, carrying a warm and firm strength, like a probe, and like a guidance.
Midori Megure's originally stiff body gradually relaxed, and her lips began to respond slightly unconsciously.
At this moment, she felt a heartbeat and throb she had never had before, as if years of emptiness were instantly filled.
Yuu Hoshimiya's kiss deepened, carrying an undeniable attraction, pulling her reason into the abyss bit by bit.
Her hands grabbed Yuu Hoshimiya's sleeves at some point, body approaching slightly, almost falling into his arms.
Yuu Hoshimiya felt her response, movements more gentle and delicate.
A moment later, Yuu Hoshimiya slowly ended this kiss, pulled away a little distance, and asked in a low voice: "How do you feel?"
Midori Megure opened her eyes slowly, face full of shyness and confusion, unable to even speak, only nodding gently.
Her gaze was full of complex emotions, with wavering, confusion, and a trace of unconcealable throbbing.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm the fluctuations in her heart, but found that her heart had quietly changed in some way.
"Hoshimiya-kun! I want to... continue! Next step!"
Strangely, Midori Megure bit her lip and actively issued an invitation to Yuu Hoshimiya, a man she met for the first time and knew for less than two hours.
"Can you... go to the bedroom with me?"
Midori Megure stood in front of Yuu Hoshimiya, hands unconsciously interlaced, with a trace of complex emotion in her eyes.
She wasn't the kind of person who easily expressed her thoughts, but today, her mood was obviously different from usual.
"Madam... are you sure?"
Yuu Hoshimiya asked in a low voice, maintaining a calm tone.
Midori Megure's cheeks became slightly red, lowered her head, and nodded gently: "Yes, I... I need your help."
Her voice carried a subtle tremor, seeming to summon courage.
"Okay, happy to serve." Yuu Hoshimiya smiled lightly, stood up actively, and walked towards the bedroom.
No more words needed at all; once entering the room, Yuu Hoshimiya and Midori Megure hugged together and rolled onto the bed.
Midori Megure's clothes were ripped off by Yuu Hoshimiya and thrown on the ground.
In an instant, snowy peaks with red plums appeared tremblingly before Yuu Hoshimiya's eyes.
Yuu Hoshimiya grabbed one unceremoniously and swallowed it into his mouth.
"...Mmm..."
Midori Megure was immediately lost under Yuu Hoshimiya's offensive, opening her small mouth slightly and murmuring.
Seeing Midori Megure like this, with no intention of resisting at all, Yuu Hoshimiya couldn't help feeling happy.
This mature beauty was ready, or rather, she didn't want to think anymore.
Thus, Yuu Hoshimiya soon found a strange garden.
Orchid-like beautiful petals were already dotted with dew; this was the first time Midori Megure had such a feeling.
Yuu Hoshimiya teased: "Madam, it seems you are ready to become a real woman..."
"Don't say it..."
Midori Megure raised her arms to cover her eyes, breathing out fragrance.
Yuu Hoshimiya could clearly see the garden blooming with congestion, looking even more delicious, seeming to faintly see the petals trembling with expectation. Yuu Hoshimiya couldn't bear it anymore at this time, looking directly into Midori Megure's shy beautiful eyes, suddenly exerted force, summoning his peerless Noble Phantasm.
"This... is this Ochinchin..."
Midori Megure looked at Yuu Hoshimiya with blurred eyes.
Yuu Hoshimiya asked surprisedly, "Has Madam never even seen it before?"
Midori Megure shook her head blushing, "Megure's body couldn't function because of that car accident... so..."
Yuu Hoshimiya understood, sighing in his heart.
So that's how it is; no wonder such a macho man became a bald fat uncle, and had no offspring.
No wonder Midori Megure never abandoned him.
Besides the grace of saving her life, there was also guilt in it.
However, Yuu Hoshimiya always felt something was wrong, not Midori Megure, but Juzo Megure's performance.
Unfortunately, no time to think carefully now.
Yuu Hoshimiya didn't want to think too much either; anyway, he took all the advantages.
"Get ready, Madam; the first practice will hurt a bit, just endure it."
Yuu Hoshimiya whispered, and Midori Megure bit her lip and nodded vigorously.
The tip of the Noble Phantasm swayed at the gate of the garden; Yuu Hoshimiya aimed at the garden and stabbed the Noble Phantasm to the end! "Ah!"
Midori Megure frowned in pain; blood dripped down, blooming a beautiful rose.
Despite the pain, she felt a feeling of emptiness being forcibly filled at this time, very intoxicating.
Looking at Midori Megure's satisfied expression, a joyful smile appeared on Yuu Hoshimiya's mouth, "Madam... are you satisfied?"
"Mmm mmm... Hoshimiya-kun... so amazing... too amazing... oh... ouch..."
Midori Megure's already mature body craved this kind of attack; Yuu Hoshimiya waved the Noble Phantasm gently, and Midori Megure was already enjoying it endlessly. Yuu Hoshimiya laughed and immediately accelerated the attack speed.
Midori Megure was incoherent with comfort; she, who was fooling herself with making up for regrets at the beginning, was no longer reserved, accepting Yuu Hoshimiya's love wholeheartedly.
Yuu Hoshimiya's attack became more and more fierce, and Midori Megure's body twisted violently.
Yuu Hoshimiya admired her expression while stabbing.
Midori Megure's beautiful eyes opened slightly, emitting a shy and charming gaze.
Her delicate head tilted slightly, swaying left and right gently; her cherry mouth opened, sometimes sticking out her tongue tip, sometimes biting her lip with silver teeth, looking overwhelmed.
Very tempting. Yuu Hoshimiya thrust vigorously, and Midori Megure shouted loudly: "Oh... faster... harder... harder..."
"Hard... ouch... hmm... so good... I'm flying... oh... oh... fiercely..."
Midori Megure shook her head as if losing her soul.
Now, she was completely immersed in the offensive with Yuu Hoshimiya.
Midori Megure naturally understood that this had exceeded the scope of making up for regrets and becoming a woman, but she didn't want to stop.
This soul-stirring taste, Midori Megure didn't want to forget.
Once.
Just once...
Midori Megure comforted herself like this.
But she knew, very likely, she could never get rid of this feeling again.
Yuu Hoshimiya's movements became rougher, and the frequency of attacks accelerated.
"Mmm mmm... oh oh... mmm wuu... gent-gently... yes... just like this"
"Eee~! Wuu... I, can't take it anymore..."
'Little Yuu' attacked fiercely, and the mature beauty frowned tightly.
"Oh oh... so cool... comfortable... so comfortable... mmm... I... I'm dying..."
Yuu Hoshimiya didn't bully Midori Megure deliberately; without holding back, he told Midori Megure who was about to faint directly.
"Madam, I'm going to finish."
"No... don't..."
As a result, Midori Megure begged Yuu Hoshimiya instead, "Don't end so quickly..."
Yuu Hoshimiya smirked; he understood how thirsty Midori Megure, who had held back for so many years, was; one or two times couldn't satisfy her at all.
But this was exactly the effect he wanted.
If he really fed her full at once, how could he help Inspector Megure make up for the regret in Midori Megure's heart in the future, helping this mature beauty experience what a real woman is.
Midori Megure was fucked dizzy by Yuu Hoshimiya, but she braced her spirit and threw herself into it wretchedly.
"Don't worry, Madam."
Yuu Hoshimiya comforted in a low voice, "If you want to make up for regrets again and experience what it means to be a real woman, I can help anytime..."
"But..."
Midori Megure was a little nervous; accompanying her emotions, Yuu Hoshimiya felt himself being grabbed fiercely.
Yuu Hoshimiya took a deep breath and whispered: "Relax, and as long as you agree to become my exclusive, I will help you remove the scar on your head and restore your perfect face, how about it?"
Midori Megure widened her eyes, ignoring the doubt about what becoming exclusive meant and how Yuu Hoshimiya could guarantee removing the scar, just asking tremblingly: "Is this true?"
"Of course it's true."
Yuu Hoshimiya whispered, "You'll understand next..."
"Then it's settled..."
Midori Megure lowered her head blushing, "I... am willing to become your exclusive."
It doesn't matter, right.
I just want to restore my beauty.
"Contract reached."
Said to be a Contract, actually a Chain.
When the pink thigh ring branded on the root of Midori Megure's snow-white thigh with light, this so-called act of helping to make up for regrets officially turned completely into intercourse full of desire and pleasure.
Knowing the existence of magic and Yuu Hoshimiya's specialness, the mature beauty relaxed completely, looking at the handsome young man on her body with a blushing face.
"Hoshimiya-kun... no, Master, continue... I'm ready." Yuu Hoshimiya thrust the Noble Phantasm, which had expanded to the limit, vigorously again; the Noble Phantasm emitted white light.
"Catch it well! My essence can also nourish your skin; catch more!"
Yuu Hoshimiya whispered to Midori Megure, and immediately, the Noble Phantasm expanded and shot out a stream of snow-white heat, pouring directly into Midori Megure's body.
"Ah ah ah!"
Midori Megure widened her eyes, accepting Yuu Hoshimiya's white essence with all her might.
Accept a little more!
Best to accept it all!
I want to become beautiful, want to become the original me!
Midori Megure's belly swelled up quickly, and her stamina was completely drained by Yuu Hoshimiya.
Soon, Midori Megure lost consciousness, rolling her eyes and opening her small mouth, belly bulging, unable to take any more heat flow.
Snow-white heat flow surged out of her body; Yuu Hoshimiya put away the Noble Phantasm with satisfaction and gently kissed Midori Megure's small mouth.