A moment later, he let out a long breath.
He lifted the tablecloth in front of him, and a Woman's face came into view.
Her fair body was completely exposed, and a seductive face showed unconcealed desire.
Several shackles were embedded in the floor, and the Woman's limbs were tightly bound to the ground, forcing her to maintain one posture, unable to move at all.
From Morita Fumita's perspective, her full body exuded a maddening charm.
Anyone seeing this body for the first time would have endless desire surge in their mind.
From those hazy eyes, no rationality could be seen, only pure and overflowing desire.
It was as if it were a machine born solely for pleasure.
"Jiro, our Morita lineage is scarce. Father is old, so you must work harder."
Morita Fumita covered the table with a cloth and spoke earnestly.
Across the table, Morita Jiro's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he clenched his teeth without speaking.
After a moment, he let out a low groan, and his entire body seemed to lose strength, sitting down on the ground with a thud.
Listening to his Father's words full of expectation, Morita Jiro's face showed an expression of emotion.
"Don't worry, Father, I will definitely make Mother give birth to more descendants for the family."
"Good boy!"
Just as the two were talking, a sudden movement came from the ceiling.
Accompanied by a shroud of black mist covering the room, a pair of crimson eyes emerged from the mist.
Morita Fumita's eyes widened. His thin body found strength from somewhere, and with one hand, he pressed his son beside him to kneel on the ground.
"Lord, why have you awoken now?"
Morita Fumita, kneeling on the ground, inquired cautiously.
His eyes were filled with expressions of fear and awe.
"This year's ritual will begin early. It will be in three days."
Within the black mist, a low voice echoed.
"Rest assured, Lord, I will definitely help you find a suitable sacrifice within three days."
Morita Fumita's head was pressed against the ground, his gaze fixed on the floor, not daring to peek at the figure in the darkness.
"It had better be!"
As the black mist dispersed, Morita Fumita cautiously got up. Seeing the room return to normal, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Father, is that the deity who protects our family?"
Looking at where the black mist had dissipated, intense curiosity appeared in Morita Jiro's eyes.
He had long heard that the Morita family had worshipped a deity since ancient times, who had protected the Morita family's continuation to this day.
This deity possessed immense power, even once destroying a small town of a thousand people overnight.
It was also because of the existence of this deity that the Morita family possessed their current wealth and status.
However, this deity had a special preference: every time he awoke from slumber, he required a sacrifice.
And this sacrifice was a young and lively maiden.
In the past, the deity would only awaken once every ten years, spending the rest of the time in slumber.
Why had he awakened so early this time?
Morita Jiro was filled with curiosity.
Morita Fumita was also somewhat confused.
The Lord deity would revive once every ten years, and after receiving a sacrifice, he would fall back into slumber.
If he remembered correctly, only five years had passed since the last sacrifice.
This awakening was a full half-time earlier.
This was something that had never happened before.
However, despite the curiosity, since the Lord deity had given the command, they could only comply.
After all, the current glory of the Morita family all came from this Lord.
If they could please this Lord, the Morita family would naturally receive great benefits.
Conversely, if they angered this Lord, the entire family would face annihilation.
"Speaking of which, your younger sister should also be of age now, right?"
Morita Fumita sat cross-legged on the ground and asked lightly.
"...Father, you mean, to let younger sister...."
Hearing this, Morita Jiro was stunned for a moment, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.
Only adult females were qualified to become sacrifices for the deity.
Besides this condition, appearance, quality, and purity were also important criteria for selecting sacrifices.
If the appearance and quality were high enough, the deity would naturally be happier, and the blessings bestowed would be more generous.
And the Lord deity seemed to favor pure maidens even more.
Therefore, every time a sacrifice was made, the Morita family would spend a huge price searching for suitable Women from various places to serve as sacrifices.
However, for an exceptional Woman to also maintain sufficient purity, this requirement was a bit too harsh.
In the past, there might have been some hope.
But in modern Japan, finding such a Woman could only depend on luck.
Morita Fumita asking this naturally meant he wanted his younger sister to become the next sacrifice to the deity.
His younger sister, whether in appearance or figure, was top-notch.
She had been very intelligent since childhood, and having always stayed within the family, never having contact with men, her body also maintained its initial purity.
From any perspective, she was practically flawless.
If she were used as a sacrifice, she would definitely gain the favor of the Lord deity.
The blessings received at that time would definitely be very generous.
However, as the next heir of the Morita family, he naturally knew clearly what the fate of becoming a sacrifice was.
Historically, every sacrifice offered to the Lord deity, while not dying,
Would undergo a drastic change in personality upon returning.
Becoming a beast whose mind was filled with lust, constantly in heat, needing to be satisfied by others to live.
As long as she didn't see a man for a day, she would be in unbearable pain.
Even his own biological Mother had once been sacrificed to the deity.
Now, she was bound under the table, treated as a tool that could be used and for procreation at will.
He didn't want his younger sister to also fall to this fate.
However, he couldn't stop his Father's decision.
"Jiro, I'll leave this matter to you. You won't disappoint me, will you?"
Looking at his Father's deep gaze, Morita Jiro trembled all over and knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth.
"I understand, Father!"
Although he couldn't bear it, for the continuation and prosperity of the family, this was a price that had to be paid. Even his sister was no exception.
"Very good!"
Morita Fumita patted his son's shoulder with satisfaction.
"I know you and your younger sister have a good relationship, so when she returns, you can be the first to enjoy her."
Morita Jiro's breathing paused. His initially somewhat sad heart instantly became ecstatic.
One must know that a sacrifice that had been enjoyed by the Lord deity, although transformed into a beast whose mind was full of desire,
Would also have divine power left by the Lord deity remaining in her body.
If he could be the first to enjoy her, he would definitely gain immense benefits, even extending his lifespan.
In the past, this was a privilege only the family head could enjoy.
His Father giving this opportunity to him, didn't it mean he was going to give him the position of family head?
"I'll go find younger sister right away!"
Looking at the excited Morita Jiro leaving, Morita Fumita's eyes were somewhat deep.
Lifting the tablecloth, looking at that debauched face full of desire, he let out a sigh of unknown meaning.
"Why are people always so foolish, attacking their closest relatives for a small favor?"
"How pathetic, don't you think... Yuko!"
A trace of clarity flashed in Morita Yuko's hazy eyes, but it was instantly dispersed by desire.
Leaving behind only a barely perceptible plea.
"Please... let go..."
"Don't worry, Jiro is my son after all. How could I bear to harm him? I will just... live better for him."
Morita Fumita's tone was regretful.
"That child Morita Kenji was just too disobedient, otherwise, it wouldn't have been Jiro's turn."
Compared to Jiro, he valued his eldest son Morita Kenji more.
It was just a pity that this child had betrayed his mission and escaped the family's control.
He could only find a way to get rid of him.
Although he died, he also left him a little surprise.
"Morita Mie..."
His cloudy eyes flickered slightly.
Since she had married a descendant of the Morita family, she belonged to the private property of the Morita family.
No one could escape this fate.