Only with Your Heart

The anxiety of not returning early, coupled with the fear of what was waiting for him when he arrived, sometimes clumsily caught his leg, but still Chizuru ran desperately through the castle. Alde rushes after him.

Thousands of cranes stopped their feet as they rushed up the stairs through the great hall and reached in front of a beautiful door that lacked a real sense that it was still their room.

Take a completely rough breath and place your hand over a severely pulsating heart.

─ ─ Maybe Lucrov isn't in the room anymore. Seeing that Chizuru isn't here, he just gave up and could have gone to the dining room by himself.

That's how I calm myself down, while instincts have complained that that's not possible.

Either way, it's not a problem that can be solved with a bar in front of your room...... Repeating some deep breaths and sipping his breath, Chizuru slowly opened the door to the room.

The feel of a crisp copper handle stings my fingers painfully.

"Luklov......"

And after all, he was there.

The long-sleeved knight, pompous in the center of the small room, stared down with empty eyes like possessed a thousand cranes that appeared at the entrance to the room. Unlike my previous cold gaze, I wasn't burning in anger, I wasn't overflowing with joy, it was an irresistible glance.

Chizuru stepped into the room one step in a lamb-like mood that exited in front of the hungry lion.

Luklov doesn't make it slight.

"Um, I'm sorry, he's picking me up. I didn't know... Alde was showing me around the castle. If I was alone here, I wouldn't have been depressed..."

Spinning excuses poorly may not be a smart choice.

But Ruklov remained silent, and Chizuru had no other way of soothing the ground.

"I was asked to see Alde's daughter. Outside the castle, where the children are gathered. They were all cute. Then I went to see the training ground... I thought I might see you, but Nadal came and told me you were here..."

That's when Alde, out of breath, finally caught up with the entrance to the room.

Seeing Luklov and Chizuru facing each other indoors, he can't decide whether to go in or take his seat off, frowning with worry.

"Don't come in, Alde... I'll call you if you need me."

It was Luklov's gloomy voice that answered Alde's silent question. Words are directed at Alde, but Ruklov's gaze never leaves Thousand Cranes for a moment. He didn't even blink.

Although I showed some hesitation, the lady quietly closed the door and left the scene.

When Pathan and the entrance were closed, the room became even more breathless.

Ruklov didn't say anything, his eyes as vain as a mortally wounded animal, just staring at Thousand Cranes.

Saying something, Chizuru hoped.

Whatever. It doesn't matter if it's cursing words or cold dialogue, something. Any cruel word shouldn't have hurt as much as this silence.

"Sorry, Luklov...... You told me to rest. But they didn't tell me not to go outside, and my body was fine, so..."

My voice trembles and Chizuru's feet take a step back on their own.

As soon as Luklov's eyes glistened dangerously and suddenly stuck in front of Chizuru with a quick big crotch step, he caught her face disappointingly with both hands and approached her.

"Say nothing..."

A rough, low voice sputtered out of Ruklov's lips.

"Me."

A tense finger wraps around Chizuru's neck, painfully exerting force and eating into his skin. Chizuru's breath almost stopped.

"Don't leave me...!

"Ah."

Even if I wanted to answer, I couldn't answer Chizuru.

Cold enough light to remember the cold to the bone marrow dwelt in Lucrov's eyes, and her dress was instantly pulled apart by a forged force that made Chizuru unable to resist anything.

A hand clawed up like a beast was turned on his back and the other hand grabbed his chest roughly.

Suddenly he is strongly stimulated by the top of his chest, unprepared for anything, and Chizuru glances, losing his voice. Ruklov added a brutally intransigent and strong caress to Thousand Cranes' chest as it was, throwing her rampantly over the bed as her limbs trembled and couldn't move.

Chizuru shrugged in agony and managed to wake up his upper body, but before he could move a centimeter, Luklov's large body was covered and laid together.

Wait, I couldn't even say.

Ruklov blocked Chizuru's mouth with his lips, with one hand, gently pulling out the string that was tightening the dress's hips. Chizuru's eyes open to surprise. Ruklov tied up both wrists of Chizuru as they were and wrapped a string around the back of the bed over his head. Then he further pulled and chopped the remaining garments, leaving Chizuru completely naked.

"Ya..., like this..."

With overflowing tears, Chizuru pleaded and trembled.

But Ruklov didn't seem to hear anything. Maybe it really drove me crazy...... Ruklov, who so roughly took off his claws (crunchy tears) that he seemed to do so, implanted the stiff and stiff man himself all the way into a thousand cranes.

As if, if you don't do so as soon as possible for a second, you can't breathe.

In addition to the remnants of last night's act, Chizuru's body, which was not yet ready, screamed.

Many grains of tears tell her cheeks and her shoulders tremble indefinitely.

They had their hands tied up, so everything was left to be ruffled. He repeatedly inserts violently as he eats up his teeth, distorting his face as he soaks water droplets that are neither sweaty nor tearful across his skin.

(Nami...?

Despite the brutality even in the midst of the beatings, Ruklov's appearance suddenly looked painful, and Chizuru's tears stopped.

It even seemed like he, who was supposed to be the mightiest knight, was terribly lonely, scratchy and trembling at his lonely anxiety...

The long lasting act, just physically speaking, should not have been any different from the painful blame. However, Ruklov's expression seemed too spicy, and he even felt as if it was he who was suffering... and his chest was painful.

Because, in a way, it's the truth.

"Nanimo sayin 'wazni, me, takena"

"I'm sorry... come on..."

As he approached the climax and Luklov was beating himself even more violently into Chizuru, Chizuru managed to squeal that way through the cuts.

I don't know if it's reaching Lucrov's ear.

But his expression became even more sad.

"Sorry, dude... ahhh!

When the last time came, Ruklov embraced all of the thousand cranes with his arms, and then he finished.

Ruklov continued to wrap his thousand cranes in a painfully strong embrace forever, but there was no way to hold him back to the thousand cranes with his hands tied. We only hear each other's intense breath, and no sound of the outside world reaches our two ears.

I wonder how long it's been.

It has been quite a while, I'm sure.

Ruklov slowly loosened his hand, which was holding the thousand cranes, and when he let go of his body slightly, he stared at the whole body of the thousand cranes.

Lying powerless with his hands tied up on top, Luklov's eyes, overlooking Chizuru's luxurious body, bore too much blatant regret, to my regret.

"I'm sorry...... Luklov. On my own, I'm gone..."

I wasn't even sure if Chizuru himself was talking about today or apologizing about his breakup fourteen years ago. Maybe both.

Ruklov roared about something,

"Chizuru..."

And I called it a name.

"Chizul, oh, shit... kill me. Put your neck on and dance on that corpse. You have a right to do that."

"Stop, Luklov..."

I wanted to give him his hair, but I can't do that. Chizuru smiled gently. "It's quite an attractive invitation, but because we just got to meet again, it's a waste..."

At that time - just a little bit, really just a little bit, but I could see that Ruklov smiled back at me.