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"No… I didn't… I didn't do any of that… It's that bastard Kanzou… he is the one framing me… I didn't force Mikoto into seducing him… I didn't do any of that…!!!"
"Fufufu… Fugaku… not only are you a wretch with a cuck fetish… but also a liar? Forcing poor Mikoto-san into seducing me… I mean… I am glad that you sent her to me… but… really… to force an innocent woman, who is your own fiancée, into selling out her dignity against her wish… are you a man of such weak character?"
"Damn it, bastard, I didn't do it! That's right, Mikoto! Mikoto, you have to tell them the truth. Tell them that I didn't force you into anything, tell them that you…"
"Fugaku-sama, even though, even though I wanted to marry you… But, you... How could you sell me out to another man and force me to sleep with another man? Is that how much you want to be the Patriarch that you'd sacrifice your own people for it? Wuu, Kanzou-sama, please forgive me. It was all this man's fault… he sold me to you... and... and he even forced me to…"
"Don't worry, Mikoto-san, I know. After all, Fugaku is a cuck; it's not surprising for him to sell out his own future wife. Come here, in my arms, I will comfort you…"
"Hai, Kanzou-sama, please also shower me with your love…"
"Of course, I will shower you with love, but first, throw this man out of the Clan. Such a characterless man doesn't deserve to be a Uchiha..."
"Understood, Kanzou-sama..."
"You… you bastard, you bitch... I… I'll kill you all…"
"Just ignore him, it's the grovelling of a defeated cuck. Rather than focusing on him, look at me, come closer, let me kiss you…"
"Mmm, please... chu~"
"Ungrateful swine... I… I will—"
SPLASH!
Suddenly, a torrent of ice-cold wetness slammed into Fugaku, jolting him violently as he gasped, "What... haah... haah..."
As his eyes opened wide, he looked around in panic, fear, and anger for a moment, unable to understand the situation, as to what was going on and only felt chill and wetness over his body while being mixed with pain.
Just as he was confused and disoriented, a playful voice reached his ears. "Yo... are you finally awake, Fugaku-san?" it questioned.
That playful voice... it immediately made him freeze, "!!!"
Naturally, he recognized the voice immediately. How could he not? Even if he wanted to forget it, he would never be able to. It was the voice of the man he loathed from the very fiber of his being, the man he couldn't wait to tear apart with his bare hands.
Gritting his teeth so hard they creaked, he snarled angrily, "Kanzou...!!"
Of course, it was Kanzou. Who else could it have been? Was there anyone in the world Fugaku hated more than him? No!
Sitting casually on the sofa with his legs crossed, one arm resting on the armrest, and his back leaning back comfortably, Kanzou acted surprised by Fugaku's furious reaction. "Whoa… that's a scary face."
Fugaku was already ugly as it was, and on top of that, his face had been beaten black, blue, and bloody by Misaki, leaving it swollen and grotesque like a pig's. With such a pig-like, mangled face, he was now snarling at Kanzou, which only made him look even more terrifying and pathetic at the same time.
Kanzou sighed, appearing almost sad as he continued in a dramatic, mocking tone, "We're only seeing each other after so long, and you're looking at me with such hateful, angry eyes? It's almost as if I'm responsible for the death of your father, stole your future wife, framed you wrongly, exiled you from your own Clan, and made your life miserable..."
Misaki, who was holding a bucket in her hands after splashing water on Fugaku to wake him up, was momentarily speechless at Kanzou's words. She thought to herself with a wry smile, 'Really, Kanzou-sama, haven't you done all that to him? It's natural for him to look at you hatefully...'
Fugaku also wanted to vomit at Kanzou's shamelessness. The man has done each of those things to him, and was deliberately reminding him!
Furious, he tried to jump on Kanzou like a beast, only to find that he couldn't move at all. "Damn it... what is this...?" he turned his bloody, bruised face and noticed that his hands and his feet were restrained, leaving him unable to move. All he could do was thrash angrily, "Bastard, I'll kill you...!!!"
Noting Fugaku fume and struggle pointlessly, Kanzou smirked for a moment, and continued to act sad, "Kill me? Fugaku-san, how could you want to kill an innocent man like me? I thought we were close friends..."
"Friends?" Fugaku was so enraged that his already swollen, bruised face twisted into something truly hideous. Is Uchiha Kanzou his friend?
Anyone could be his friend, but not Kanzou. Fugaku couldn't wait to choke him to death with his own hands!
"We are enemies!!!" he snarled coldly, trying desperately to channel his chakra in order to break free from the chains restraining him. It was a pity that his chakra had been sealed. Unable to use his chakra, he couldn't even activate his Sharingan and realized with bitter clarity that he was at complete mercy of Kanzou...
The realization made him click his tongue in frustration. 'Damn it… How could I get captured?'
This was going to be a problem… now Kanzou could do whatever he wanted with him, and he wouldn't even be able to do anything about it.
He felt a little hopeless, thinking that Kanzou was definitely going to kill him.
Still, even if he was completely helpless and felt that he would soon die, he wasn't going to be 'buddies' with Kanzou, the man he hated more than anything in this world.
"Fufu, enemies? I am afraid, only you think so... I don't share the same thought," Kanzou shook his head with a light, dismissive chuckle.
Misaki was confused. "Kanzou-sama, isn't he your enemy?" she asked, approaching him with a curious tilt of her head.
"Not really..." he answered, shaking his head as he lifted his hand, wrapped it around Misaki's waist, and pulled her onto his lap right in front of Fugaku.
"Hnn..." Misaki exhaled softly in embarrassment as she was suddenly pulled onto his lap. If there were no other men around, she wouldn't have felt so shy, but with Fugaku watching, her cheeks burned. Still, she didn't resist and sat there obediently, her body, which is a property of her master, pressing against him as a deep blush colored her face.
Watching the people getting intimate right before his eyes, Fugaku's already bloody and bruised face gained an even uglier shade of green.
Although Misaki had repeatedly told him she had long been Kanzou's woman, he had still clung to a desperate fluke that it wasn't true… but now, seeing her sitting on his lap without any resistance and acting so intimately, that last fragile hope died completely. The lump of jealousy and humiliation in his chest grew bigger and more suffocating.
At the same time, just like Misaki, he was confused by Kanzou's comment. Ignoring the green, burning feeling churning inside him, he asked with a frown, "What do you mean?"
He considered Kanzou his greatest enemy… but Kanzou didn't consider him an enemy? What was going on?
Misaki also looked at Kanzou for clarity. If Fugaku wasn't Kanzou's enemy, but a friend, what had they beaten him for?
Caressing Misaki's cheek, Kanzou answered with a chuckle. "Fufufu... to be considered an enemy, you have to be worth their salt." He turned his gaze toward Fugaku, his expression turning condescending and mocking. "Fugaku-san… a man as pathetic as you, who has already been defeated by me… I don't consider you worthy enough to be my enemy..."
"You... you bastard!!" Fugaku's blood boiled again, his face twisting into a mask of pure hatred and humiliation as he glared at Kanzou with murderous intent.
He considered Kanzou his greatest enemy… and he couldn't rest easy unless he got his vengeance on the man for making his life miserable. To that end, he wouldn't even hesitate to do anything… that's how much hatred burned in his heart. But… but unlike him… Kanzou didn't think so? Kanzou didn't even consider him worthy enough to be an enemy?
Isn't that more humiliating than simply being defeated?
To not even be considered worthy enough?
"You bastard... You are looking down on me...!!" he shouted, unable to tolerate this insult, which hurt his pride as much as it did when he was cucked.
Kanzou didn't deny it at all. Instead, he leaned back comfortably on the sofa, one hand still resting possessively on Misaki's waist as he looked at Fugaku with clear disdain. "That's right, I am looking down on you. After all, in my eyes, you are only a bug… so it's natural for me to look down upon you, isn't it?"
Let alone Fugaku… Kanzou didn't consider most people his enemies.
In a sense, he could even say, 'I have no enemies,' with a completely straight face. Of course, unlike a certain blonde Viking from another neighbouring parallel world, his reason wasn't related to the absence of hatred — it was still very much tied to their worthlessness in his eyes.
With their meager little strength, what could these people even do to him? They were simply like bugs that he really had to look down upon. If he didn't look down, he might fail to notice their meagre little existence and accidentally step on one, crushing them beneath his feet without even realizing… It was actually even a tiresome task, you know.
Fortunately, he wasn't right in the head and with his sadistic nature genuinely enjoyed tormenting others, making their lives miserable. Otherwise, he might have started getting depressed from the sheer boredom of it all.
"But putting that aside..." he said, changing the topic, and questioned Fugaku a bit dangerously, "Fugaku-san... I didn't expect you to actually want to marry Misaki..."
Before Fugaku could say anything, Misaki immediately explained, not wanting him to misunderstand, "Of course, I refused... who'd want to marry this incompetent man?"
"Really? As expected of my puss," he said, affectionately. Leaning down, he captured her lips in a deep, possessive kiss right in front of Fugaku.
Misaki didn't hesitate at all. With a blushing face, she leaned forward eagerly, parting her soft lips as they met with his.
Chu~
Before long, the kiss grew heated, and their tongues began to intertwine passionately.
"Mmm… chu… Kanzou-sama…" she moaned softly between kisses, shifting her body to straddle his lap, and pressed herself closer to him, hugging him tightly, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Chu... Slrrrpp... mwaaahh... haahh...
The wet, lewd sounds of their passionate kissing filled the room, each wet smack and soft moan echoing like deliberate slaps to Fugaku's already bruised pride.
Kanzou also made sure to make eye contact with Fugaku while kissing Misaki, showing off to the tied man.
"Chu… mmm… haa… Kanzou-sama… more…" Misaki whimpered hotly as she felt a growing hardness under her butt and couldn't help but grind herself on it, while continuing to kiss him, seeming lost in the moment.
Fugaku's face twisted into something truly hideous, a mix of green rage, humiliation, and bitter jealousy. The sight of Misaki, the woman he had intended to temporarily take on as his wife, his alliance with the Fūma clan, moaning shamelessly on his greatest enemy's lap, was like having salt rubbed into his still-open wounds.
"You… you bastards…!!!" he roared, once again thrashing violently against his restraints. The chains rattled loudly, but they held firm, leaving him helpless to do anything but watch as Kanzou claimed what he had thought was going to be his.
After tasting the warmth of her mouth for a while, Kanzou broke the kiss and said to Fugaku with a satisfied smirk. "As you can see, Fugaku-san, she is already my woman. So, you can't have her."
"Haah... haah..." Misaki panted heavily, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glazed with desire as she also turned her head, and nodded along, "That's right... as I told you many times already. I am Kanzou-sama's woman, so even if you begged me... I won't marry you..." She turned her gaze back to Kanzou and added adoringly, "The only man who has ownership over me and my body... it's my master... I won't let any other man lay hands on what belongs to my master..."
Fugaku's breathing was ragged, his body trembling with barely contained rage. "I'll kill you… I'll kill both of you…!!"
"You are going to kill us? Fufufu, that's funny," Kanzou chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement as he looked at the bound and helpless man. "Putting aside how you have already been beaten up for wanting to kill her, how are you going to kill us now, especially when tied up like that?"
"..." Fugaku had no answer. Yes, he kept shouting again and again that he was going to kill Kanzou and Misaki to exact his vengeance… but… how? Especially when his body was chained up, and his chakra was completely sealed!
There was no way for him to do anything… he was entirely at their mercy.
But… in response to the burning fury he was feeling… what else could he do except scream, shout, and lash out? Was he supposed to just silently watch the disgusting scene happening right in front of him?
The woman… who should have been sitting on his lap, kissing him, was instead sitting on the lap of his greatest enemy! Moreover, this was the second time this had happened to him!
With Mikoto, he had not seen the scene with his very eyes... only knew that something was happening, leaving it all to his imagination. But with Misaki, it was happening right in front of him!
How was a virgin like him supposed to stomach this?
"Well?" Kanzou was still waiting for a response from Fugaku.
But Fugaku didn't know what to say… his mind was a storm of rage, humiliation, and helplessness.
Misaki cupped Kanzou's cheeks with both hands, gently making him look at her as she said in a sweet, needy voice, "Kanzou-sama… let's just kill this cuck. After that, you can reward me for my efforts..."
"You want me to reward you?" he asked playfully, sliding his hand down her sexy ass.
Feeling his hand, she blushed more as she nodded, "Yes," then added in a pitiful voice, "The last time you visited Sora-ku with Mikoto-sama, you didn't even hold me. I was really lonely and sad, you know… but this time, fortunately, you didn't bring Mikoto-sama, so I have the opportunity."
Having said that, she leaned forward and licked along his neck slowly. She continued, "Moreover, I captured this cuck for you, so I definitely deserve a reward, right?"
Smiling, he looked down at her and asked with a teasing grin, "Then… what kind of reward do you want?"
"Of course, I want Kanzou-sama's delicious milk," she said, purring as her throat moved hungrily.
"You really like my milk, hm?" Zechs said, holding her chin possessively as he looked into her orange eyes with a teasing smile.
"It's always so thick, and creamy... my favorite, nya~" Misaki replied seductively, rubbing her cheek against his hand like an affectionate cat.
Aside from being his pet cat, thus his creamy milk, which has nothing to do with lactose intolerance, being her absolute favorite, there was also the fact that her father had gone to buy milk when she was very young and had never returned. Therefore, she liked Kanzou a lot, the man who always gave her his thick, warm milk whenever she craved it.
"Very well... I will let you have my milk," he nodded, and then asked, "Where's your bowl?"
"It's in the adjacent room..." she responded quickly, her voice already laced with anticipation.
Learning that, Kanzou nodded, "So… then, let's go to the adjacent room…"
Naturally, he wasn't going to give her his milk here. If he did that, wouldn't he have to kill Fugaku? After all, his woman could only be seen by him in that state… other men weren't allowed. If they see the scene, they'd have to die.
But since Kanzou didn't want to kill Fugaku yet, he would take Misaki to the other room instead.
"Okay~" she nodded excitedly, but then she thought of the special clothes she had prepared for the occasion and suddenly stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. "Umm… I'll go in first. You come a few minutes later..."
"Why?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Blushing deeply, she said, "I... I have a surprise for you."
"Oh? I wonder what that is?" he asked, tilting his head curiously.
"You'll only have to wait a few minutes to find out..." she said coquettishly and mysteriously, not revealing the surprise just yet.
"Hmm... fine then," he nodded. He didn't know what Misaki was planning, but he was definitely looking forward to it. With that in mind, he gave her plump ass a firm slap and ordered her, "Well then, get going already."
Pa!
Misaki let out a soft, pleased whimper at the impact before nodding, "Yes~" Getting up from his lap, she began to walk away while temptingly swaying her ass.
However, at that time, other than Kanzou's gaze, she noticed another pair of eyes looking at her.
Naturally, the other pair of eyes belonged to Fugaku. She paused, giving him a disgusted look. "What are you looking at?"
"Well, he is probably a virgin, so I guess it can't be helped," said Kanzou, getting up. He ordered Misaki again, "Get going... I'll handle things here."
"Humph! Disgusting creep," she snorted condescendingly at Fugaku and left the room.
Noting that Fugaku was still glaring hatefully at Misaki as she left, Kanzou chuckled, "Fufu… she has an attitude, doesn't she?"
"..." Fugaku didn't answer. He simply turned his gaze away from the door and fixed it on the loathsome man.
Under Fugaku's intense stare, Kanzou got up slowly from the sofa and stepped toward him, adding, "But that's also normal. What pussy doesn't have an attitude, hm?" Arriving right in front of the bound man, Kanzou stopped and looked down on him condescendingly as he continued, "But… I guess a virgin like you wouldn't know about that, right?"
"Stop mocking me... Since you are going to kill me, right? Just get done with it already..." Fugaku spat coldly, ignoring Kanzou's insulting words as best as he could.
At this point, he knew that he was going to die… so he didn't want to thrash around anymore.
Of course, he was not happy about dying like this… without having exacted his vengeance, without having reclaimed his Uchiha Clan, without unleashing every bit of his fury on Kanzou… but… There was nothing he could do in his current state.
Since he was going to die… he wanted to die with whatever dignity he had left.
But Kanzou had other plans. He shook his head with a faint, amused smile. "Kill you? Why would I do that?"
Fugaku's expression changed, confusion mixing with his rage. "Aren't you going to—"
His words were interrupted as a loud sound echoed sharply in the room.
Slap!
Naturally, the one who was slapped was Fugaku, and the one who slapped him was Kanzou.
Feeling a fresh, stinging sensation on his already bruised and green-tinged pig-like face, Fugaku felt a fresh wave of fury surge through him.
"You… you…" He wanted to roar, but another slap sounded, this time on the other cheek, cutting off his words.
Slap!
And after that, Kanzou gave him two more sharp slaps in quick succession before grabbing a handful of his hair and painfully lifting his head. Looking straight into the furious, humiliated eyes of Fugaku, he said coldly, "That was for trying to lay your filthy eyes and hands on my woman..."
Then once again... he slapped Fugaku.
Fugaku gritted his teeth... not knowing what else to do.
Indeed, all he could do was grit his teeth and hatefully look at Kanzou.
Kanzou nodded in satisfaction, "Be sure to keep that look... I'll decide what to do with you after I return."
With that, he let go of Fugaku's hair and wiped the blood from his hands before walking out of the room, leaving behind a hateful Fugaku.
As for where Kanzou was going? Of course, feed his milk to his cat.
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Knock! Knock!
"Misaki..." Kanzou called out, knocking on the door of her room.
"I-it's open... You can come in, Kanzou-sama..." her voice came from inside, sounding both shy and excited.
"Very well..." he murmured, a hungry smile playing on his lips. With expectations in his heart, he opened the door and stepped inside, only to be greeted by the delightful surprise she had prepared for him.
There she was on the ground, wearing a delicate white lingerie set with cat-shaped cutouts in the bra and panties, leaving her most sensitive areas teasingly exposed. A pair of white cat ear headpieces sat atop her spiky brown hair, and a white choker around her neck that had a small bell attached to it. It jingled softly with every movement. She also wore cute white cat-paw gloves and, on her legs, a pair of white thigh-highs that hugged her smooth skin perfectly.
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Wearing that shameful lingerie set, she was sitting obediently on her knees in the center of the room with an empty bowl placed between her knees.
Clearly, she looked like a pet asking its owner for its meal.
And that was exactly what she was, a pet cat owned by Kanzou.
Sticking out her tongue seductively, she looked up at him with pure, unadulterated lust-filled eyes, and begged in a needy cat in heat, "Master-nya~ please give this hungry pussy your delicious milk~"
"Fufufu... Misaki... Misaki... you sure know how to appeal to me," he laughed in amusement.
The sight of her made his little brother in his pants excited. It was filled with desire and wanted to immediately give Misaki her most cherished and favorite milk.
Kanzou, who is a good elder brother, always fulfilling the desires of his little brother, stepped into the room and, smirking, closed the door behind him, locking it.
As for what was going to happen next?
Jie Jie Jie~
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