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Chapter 136 – Winter Comiket Day 1

    Chapter 136 – Winter Comiket Day 1


    <span style="font-weight:400">"So, what you''re telling us is there''s a little boy named Yama-ori no Utako, who calls himself a god, and he has imed you as his wife?" Selene asked, the skepticism in her voice palpable.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes…" I said. "And Uta is standing by your side right now, making kissy faces at you."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everyone in the room turned their eyes to Selene''s side and were unconvinced.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Uta, who had followed me home and asked to be referred to as such, was currently standing next to Selene with his lips puckered. If she could see him, she would have probably whooped his ass already.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Saeko swears he''s really there, but Mio and I don''t see or hear anyone at all," Hatsumi added.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Freaked us out at first, but I feel like there is someone though. When I poked the ring, this crazy force rippled out and sent me flying," Mio said, rubbing the back of her head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Only my wife, the one who wears my ring, can see or hear me! I can scream REALLY LOUDLY AND THEY WON''T EVEN KNOW I''M HERE!" Uta shouted into Selene''s ears.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Indoor voices please…" I squeezed my own ears shut with my hands when he yelled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I didn''t yell though?" Mio made a troubled expression at me, only to realize a secondter. "Or do you mean your husband?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes— I mean, no! I mean, he did yell, but he''s not my husband!" I contested.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, I am. That ring on your finger is proof. We''re wedded for all eternity!" Uta eximed, throwing his arms around me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The top of my self-proimed husband''s head was only as high as the bottom of my boobs. Although he appeared and acted childlike, my subus senses— which I also found odd that the others couldn''t sense with their own— recognized an incredible power, like if I was bumping auras with a greater subus. In fact, his scent and emission oftent power far exceeded Hatsumi''s, who was possibly the current strongest subus until the de returned to my hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Whoever Uta really was, he undoubtedly had centuries in age over me, but whether those years actually rted to his maturity was another matter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You guys don''t believe me, do you?" I sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The others eximed otherwise.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s just… I know you wouldn''t lie about something like this, but the circumstances are hard to believe," Hatsumi said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah. Like where is he now?" Mio asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Uhm… Hugging me like a parasite…" I answered reluctantly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mio walked over and patted me down like an airport security agent. I watched as her hands passed right through Uta as if he were a ghost. Not only hearing and seeing, but apparently no one except I could touch him physically either.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''ll get in contact with a few elves who stayed behind on Earth, and see if they can reach Queen Elendir or Shayle for help. It could be that the ring is an artifact from Elza or another ne of existence entirely," Selene said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, good call! I hadn''t even considered that it could have been an artifact. Sorry to have you do this. When I bug Uta, he only tells me he''s a god." I red at the short bugger, clinging to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"That''s because I am a god! What is it going to take for you to believe me?" Uta pouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Leaving me alone is one way…"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No can do!" He shook his head like throwing a tantrum. "We''re bound in divine matrimony!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was starting to look more and more like an annoying babysitting role. Hopefully Uta didn''t misbehave. I knew next to nothing about what sort of god he was or what kind of powers he was capable of unleashing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Until we get this figured out, what are you going to do about it?" Mio asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I nced down at Uta again, who returned a toothy smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Nothing I guess. For now, I kind of have a little brother—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Husband!" Uta interjected.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The rest of the day went by exhaustingly. My god-husband followed me around everywhere. There was not a single moment of peace. It took a lot of convincing in order to dissuade him from going into the bathroom with me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was finally getting into bed for the night, but when I entered my room after brushing my teeth, Uta was lying under the sheets as though waiting for me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You know what? I''ll pull out an extra futon for myself, and you can keep the bed." I said, heading for the closet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What are we? On the verge of divorce?" Uta sat right up and frowned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"First of all, you''re the only one who thinks we''re married. To me, we''re practically strangers."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"How about this," the pint-sized god began, sitting upright in bed. "We can start getting to know each other now. Ask me anything you want. Anything!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sighing, I climbed into bed and Uta snuggled up right next to me. We faced each other, and I was treated to his adorable, boyish smile. I still couldn''t get over how weird it was, but until we figured out a way to get rid of him, it couldn''t hurt to get to know him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hmmm. First question: exactly how old are you?" I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Probably a few hundred years old! Though, I''ve lost track after all these years. What about you?" Uta returned the question.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Definitely <i><span style="font-weight:400">not</i><span style="font-weight:400"> a few hundred years old. I''m only eighteen, but I''m turning neen this March."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oooh. My wife is so young and pretty!" He giggled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Both of us talked well into the night. Uta was very chatty, but that was to be expected of someone stuck in a shrine all those centuries. It was as though he was trying to make up for lost time. Which was weird because a god should have all the time in the world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eventually…


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Huu… huu…" Uta had fallen asleep, clinging onto my pajamas.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Maybe this was how Hatsumi felt when I was little." Drawing Uta into my arms, sharing my warmth with him and pulling the bedsheet up to his neck, I too drifted off to sleep.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I awoke with a start early in the morning to my own rm that I''d set to remind myself of Winter Comiket. It was six. I should be sleeping in, but this was the price to pay for promising to help Kaede. We had to get there early, and a three-hour train ride awaited us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before getting up, my body suddenly throbbed with pleasure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My pajama shirt had been pushed up to my neck. Uta was lying on top of me, hands squeezing my boobs, and his mouthtched onto and sucking on my nipple as if trying to coax milk out of it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Uta… I need to get up," I whispered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Trying to move him proved fatal. Uta tightened his grip on me and bit my nipple.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Nnnngh?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">However, because pain had long since be a strange source of pleasure for me, Uta''s nibbling brought me to climax. My shuddering body stirred him awake, and he let go.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Good morning, Saeko…" Uta murmured, rubbing the crust from his eyes and unaware of what he had done.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Morning…" I patted him on the head. "I have to wake up, so can you— mmph?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Uta groggily nted a kiss on my lips.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hehe… A good morning kiss for my wife… a special… blessing…"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then rolled off me and fell back to sleep.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now I was wide awake, sitting straight up in bed. My heart was racing, having been taken by surprise by Uta''s kiss. It was quite possibly the cutest thing ever. I wasn''t sure what came over me, whether due to being a subus or because we''re wedded through divine matrimony, but I was beginning to feel things I felt like I shouldn''t.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mio barged into my room, already dressed and ready to go with her backpack.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What''s the hold up? You told me to wake up early, but you''re still catching some z''s?" She folded her arms, then noticed that I was red in the face. Her lips peeled back to a smirk. "Oh, oh, oh? Did you and your hubby get the hots on all night?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">We took the train to Tokyo Big Sight. The signature architecture of four upside pyramids that people have long associated with anime, manga, and games thanks to Winter Comiket being held here was a weendmark to behold as someone who liked the culture.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As we shuffled past the snail-pace moving crowds to get to the vendor''s line, my foot crunched something on the ground. It was a 10,000 yen bill. Aside from my shoe print, it was mostly in pristine condition.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Why, hello, lucky day." I folded it into my pocket.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There were tons of people. Waiting in line would have been miserable. Yet there they were, all over the country and from around the world, people lined up to enter the biggest anime convention there was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cosyers, each with their own circle of mass photographers, were dressed as characters from thetest and popr fictions. The heavy hitters like Fate/Grand Order, Touhou, Genshin, and idols were a dime a dozen. A few niche ones still drew attention for standing out. The most exciting ones were the folks who built an entire Gundam suit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Naturally, Uta came with me. He was starstruck by everything around him. It took some scolding so that he would stick close. I wasn''t even sure why I cared. If he got lost, I wouldn''t have to deal with him anymore. However, another part of me felt responsible for him and didn''t want him out of my sight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Though… As I thought that, Uta disappeared.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Saeko! Over here!" Uta was sitting on the shoulders of one of the Gundan cosyers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Get back here!" I said, identally drawing the cosyer''s attention instead. "S-Sorry, I was, uh… talking to someone behind you!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Uta was gone again. This time, he was next to a female cosyer who had moving mechatronic tentacles as part of her gimmick. He pressed a finger to one and the girl yelped in surprise. The supposedly fake tentacles moved with more fluidity, like they were real. Several appendages began assaulting her, slipping under her clothes and between her legs. The photographers who were none the wiser began to snap more and more pictures.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hm? I didn''t do that, but I sure as a wet cunt wish I could," Mio said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No, Uta is going around causing trouble," I sighed, then put on my scolding voice. "Fix her and get back here <i><span style="font-weight:400">now</i><span style="font-weight:400">!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">The god flinched. He turned the tentacles back and returned to my side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mio and I met up with Kaede who had been dropped off at the curb, carrying boxes that were filled with volumes of her manga. Although they should be incredibly heavy, we who were subus lifted the boxes with ease.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thankfully, a separate line which moved much faster than the attendee line was avable to us, and we bypassed what would have been an hours-long wait getting in. By the time we reached Kaede''s designated table, her arms had turned to mush.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''m so… tired… I don''t know how I would have done it on my own… Thank you so much…" Kaede panted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"We show off the costumes now, right?" Mio asked, ying with her jacket zipper.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yes! Now is a good time. I''d like to draw as much attention as possible!" the amateur mangaka eximed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The two of us threw off our jackets and sweatpants. Suffice to say, it was super effective.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We were drawing a <i><span style="font-weight:400">lot</i><span style="font-weight:400"> of attention. People began taking creep shots of us without permission, but I guess this was par for the course while dressed in cosy and being in public. Con-goers, especially Comiket, had always been the take picture first and ask questionster type.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My outfit was a purplece bra and pantybo with ck ents, connected together by straps. Mio wore a ck and red one-piece with a skirt that red behind her. We also had our subus features on full disy, passing them off as part of the costume.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just like the many people around me, Uta was also staring. His face was tinted red and pupils dted as if to take in more of visage. Under his gaze, I was beginning to get embarrassed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Saeko, do people tell you enough how beautiful you really are?" Uta asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My entire body fired up in an instant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"If-If you keep staring at me like that…"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Saeko, Mio! Can you two help me bring out the books?" Kaede asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I found my escape and seized it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Receivingpliments like that since bing a girl wasn''t anything new, buting from Uta… Why did I like it so much?


    <span style="font-weight:400">While opening boxes and cing the manga books on the table, someone tapped me on the shoulder. A group of men, otakus after my own heart, asked permission to take a picture of me and Mio. They were the first to ask, and I was more than excited to grant them that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They also became Kaede''s first customers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you so much!" Kaede eximed out loud, bowing her head even as they left.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A line quickly formed in front of her table, longer than the others around us. Longer than even the established doujinshi artists, whose names I recognized on <i><span style="font-weight:400">certain</i><span style="font-weight:400"> websites. Was this the power of having cosyers dressed up as subi?


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Wife, I''m getting bored… Can we walk around together?" Uta asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"We can when I get a break. Until then, just wait a little longer, okay? Here, you can read my friend''s manga!" I grabbed the first and second volume for Uta to read.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The tiny god begrudgingly took the books, sat slumped underneath the table, and opened them to read with mild disinterest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thankfully, that managed to cate him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hey, guys!" Kana hollered as he squeezed past the crowds to the front. "I thought I saw two familiar subus."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, I guess we forgot to tell you, huh. Kaede kind of sprung this on us since she needed some help," I exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Kana! You here to recharge us?" Mio grabbed Kana from behind and licked her lips.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Er… Hold on, you can''t do that! If a bunch of otakus see you touching me, my life''s going to be in danger!" he cried.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Already the dozens of con-goers around us were ring at him. As a subus, I sensed their bloodlust, jealousy, and horniness all at once. While Mio should have sensed it, too, she didn''t seem to care and licked the side of Kana''s cheek.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"How about you be a good boyfriend and buy us something to drink?" Mio grinned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Guh. Don''t expect me to survive the return trip." Kana groaned and kept his head low as he slinked away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As it turned out, Kana did survive the trip back, but not without having many jealous and lonely men''s res burn into him. To our surprise, however, he didn''te back with just two drinks. His arms were filled with food and snacks.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You really didn''t have to buy all that for us!" I eximed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"The hell are you saying? Of course, he does! As the breadwinner, he provides the food and we provide the sex. Ain''t that right, honey?" Mio put an arm around him again, drawing a spiteful atmosphere from the people nearby.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Actually, I didn''t… For some reason, the vendor gave these to me for free. Maybe it''s my lucky day?" Kana wondered aloud, then dropped the food off to Mio and Kaede at the table.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No way would vendors be generous enough during times like this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Thanks, Kana!" Kaede smiled. "Maybe I offer you two volumes of my manga for free?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I… feel like I have enough subi in my life…" He picked one of the books up and squinted. "Anyway, Saeko or Mio? Either of you want to hang out during your break?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Count me in!" Mio shot her hand in the air.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Me, too— erm…" I cast my gaze to Uta who, unbeknownst to Kana, had put himself between us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You two seem really close…" Uta said, brows furrowed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"W-Well, Kana''s… Kana''s my…" I hesitated to finish that sentence, but the entire convention started shaking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">People began to panic. Merchandise fell off tables and disy shelves. Mio and Kaede were trying their best to keep the manga books from falling. Then it stopped all at once when Uta returned underneath the table to mope.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Holy crap, that was a crazy earthquake," Kana said. "Saeko, are you okay?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Did Uta just do that? Because he was angry with me?


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Actually, Kana… I have something to tell you…" I said, pulling him off to the side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After exining to Kana my situation, he was in just as much disbelief as anyone else I told.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You''re… not joking?" Kana hesitantly said once I was done.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I know it''s hard to believe, but this ck ring on my finger won''te off." I tugged on it to show him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"No, I believe you. A lot more <i><span style="font-weight:400">unbelievable</i><span style="font-weight:400"> things have happened before. I''m just not surprised anymore. But this god, kid… whatever, it kind of sounds like he''s craving affection. I mean, any child would, right?" he exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I''d been enlightened by this new perspective. The way Uta acted was someone who was starved of attention. How was I supposed to deal with that though? I <i><span style="font-weight:400">didn''t</i><span style="font-weight:400"> want him to stay attached to me for as long as I lived.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kana ran into some friends and left Mio and I to work. Two hours after noon, Kaede finally let us off to take a break. She had made a killing and was almost out of stock on the first day, and so had to make a call for a priority rush order to print more for the second day.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''ll hold down the fort until you guyse back. Please enjoy yourselves!" Kaede said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"We''ll bring ya something nice back!" Mio promised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Come on, Uta." I extended a hand to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Finally!" he eximed, throwing the manga back onto the table and startling Kaede who thought it was a ghost.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There were a lot of exhibits to see. One day of walking around wasn''t enough to explore it all. I also wanted to check out the other doujin tables to support small mangakas, but it would take forever.


    <span style="font-weight:400">However, it seemed our break time wasn''t going to be very peaceful while in costume.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I remember you two from the doujin market! I bought both of the manga and read it all already," a guy said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Read it all… two whole volumes?!" I choked on my spit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It had only been a few hours. Although Kaede''s first two books weren''t thatrge. Someone who was <i><span style="font-weight:400">really</i><span style="font-weight:400"> into it could have finished it pretty quickly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Whaddya want, buddy? A picture like all the rest of them? We''re kinda busy so hurry and snap a shot, so we can be on our way," Mio said, having clearly grown annoyed at being stopped to take pictures.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"A-Actually, I was hoping… if you two don''t mind… Can you reenact this scene!" He opened the manga to two pages where it was just the main character and her subus girlfriend making out. The details in the tongue, lips, and saliva were… extreme.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That Kaede. Despite it being winter break, I hadn''t had the time to read the copy of the manga she gave me and Mio. To think, she drew something so lewd.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, I remember this scene!" Mio eximed, then grabbed the back of my head. "Let''s give this nerd something to jerk off to."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Wait, I don''t think this is a good id— mmph?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once again, a kiss was being forced onto me. Mio hugged my body so tight, our bare skin rubbed against each other due to how sparse the costumes were. As soon as our lips made contact, an invading tongue wormed its way into my mouth. She sucked on my tongue and pulled it out between her lips.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmm… <i><span style="font-weight:400">chuu</i><span style="font-weight:400">… <i><span style="font-weight:400">chuu…</i><span style="font-weight:400">"


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was such a wet kiss. Very soon, faster than I realized, a photography circle had formed around us. All I could hear were the camera shutters of pictures being taken.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was distracted, however, trying to look for Uta in the crowds. Was he going to get angry with me again? When I did find him, trapped in the mosh pit of photographers, my god-husband was staring intently andpletely red.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mio finally let go and wiped the spit from her chin, then seized the opportunity to advertise Kaede''s table number.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Someone tugged on my arm. It was Uta, squeezing his legs together and gaze cast down to his feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"T-Toilet…" Uta mumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"There''s one across the way. Can''t you go by yourself?" I asked him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He shook his head, eliciting a sigh from me. I told Mio, and she reluctantly let me go in favor of meeting up with Kana to hang out with for the time being, and I would catch up to themter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I led Uta to the restrooms, but he wouldn''t go in without me. With no other choice, I took him into the girl''s side, and we both upied the furthest stall in the back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What''s wrong now? You don''t need to pee anymore?" I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"That was a lie," Uta said apologetically. "I… I actually wanted to have you alone to myself."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"We''re kind of always together—"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I want to kiss you like you did with the other girl!" he eximed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taken aback by his clear desire for me, I was left speechless. The urge to give him what he wanted welled up within me, but I needed to fight it. I shouldn''t. It would only encourage him to ask for more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before I knew it, I was on my knees and holding his cute little face. My heart was racing even faster. I hesitated. Uta took the initiative, wrapping his arms around my neck and pressing his lips to me again just like this morning. But he was awake now and conscious, not half-asleep.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The stiff, inexperienced kiss, his eyes squeezed shut, but the act was filled with so much resolve that I couldn''t help myself anymore.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I kissed him back, pushing my tongue into his mouth and ying with his limp tongue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hahh… <i><span style="font-weight:400">chuu</i><span style="font-weight:400">… <i><span style="font-weight:400">shllrrp… chuu</i><span style="font-weight:400">… mmm…"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drool slipped down the corner of our mouths. When we finally parted, Uta''s eyes were spinning. My body was on fire again. I wanted to do more with him. The hunger inside me wanted to swallow him up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"S-Saeko… I feel weird… When I read that book, it made me like this, just like whenever I look at you…" Uta pulled his pants down to reveal a very erect penis. Small, uncut, but a very adorable pecker that looked very delicious right now. Just the sight of it made my pussy throb and gush even more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was okay, wasn''t it? What could it hurt, indulging in this god?


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Don''t worry, Uta. Let your wife take care of that for you," I said, licking my lips.
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