Wednesday, 29 October 2025

TBCTW Chapter 22

 (M) Chapter 22 - “Stay the Night”

Chapter 9, Part 1

Novel Title: 獣はかくしてまぐわう (The Beasts Copulate This Way)

Author:風結子 沙野 (Fuyuko Sano)

Illustrator:小山田 あみ (Oyamada Ami)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 鹿倉 陣也 (Kagura Jinya -MC) & ゼロ (Zero -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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Zero instructed Kataware to take Kagura to the clinic, while he got into a car with Riki and transported Renjou and his companion away.

The bike was retrieved by Haiiro, and Kagura was taken to a clinic in the suburbs—the same one where Zero had previously been hospitalised.

There, he received treatment in the underground facility. His head wound was stapled in multiple places, bruises from his fight with Renjou covered his body, and two ribs were fractured. After a thorough medical examination, Kagura left the hospital just as dawn broke.

As he passed through the underground parking lot to exit, a three-legged dog ran toward him, growling. A security guard with a bruised face rushed over, grabbing the dog’s collar to restrain it. The mute guard bowed repeatedly in apology, looking deeply regretful.

Kagura crouched down and spoke to the growling dog.

“You’ve got a good nose for detecting intruders. You’re impressive.”

He then hailed a taxi on the main street and headed to his apartment.

In the taxi, he checked his phone and found a message from Arita. Apparently, Arita had been searching for Detective Aizawa, who had been unreachable. He discovered that Aizawa had been hospitalised after a hit-and-run accident, suffering a fractured leg. Relieved that Aizawa’s life wasn’t in danger, Kagura still deeply regretted that his actions had inadvertently caused the detective such a severe injury.

After stopping at home to change, Kagura went to the Metropolitan Police Department and reported to Takizaki, the head of the Organized Crime Division Section 2, that Toono Ryouji might have successfully entered the country. 

Kagura tried to dive straight into organising Toono’s apprehension, but Takizaki, noting his terrible complexion, ordered him to go home and rest immediately.

Reluctantly, Kagura returned home, collapsed onto his bed, and drifted into unconsciousness. When he woke up, it was past 4 PM.

Later, Kagura visited Aizawa in the hospital and found that Arita was already there. As always, the two were animatedly discussing fishing.

“I’m truly sorry, Aizawa-san,” Kagura said, bowing deeply.

In response, Aizawa apologised back. 

“I should apologise instead. I wasn’t cautious enough and ended up being a burden. My bad.”

Lowering his voice, Aizawa asked, “What about him?”

“It appears he’s entered the country.”

“I see... Well then, it’s time for a grand-scale dragnet.”

Aizawa’s usual straightforward demeanour lightened Kagura’s mood, even though he had come to apologise. Feeling a bit more uplifted, Kagura left the hospital.

On his way to the station, he noticed a Christmas cake being sold at half-price outside a bakery in the twilight. On a whim, he bought one and sent a message from his phone: “Sakura 1225/20.”

While drinking beer in the rendezvous apartment in Nakameguro, Kagura dozed off on the sofa. When he checked his watch, it was 8:47 PM.

“He’s not coming.”

Zero was likely too busy dealing with Renjou and planning how to capture Toono, who had entered the country. 

There was no urgent matter requiring them to meet. Kagura knew that, yet he had sent the message anyway.

"Did I fail to take revenge for the cake?" Muttering an excuse, Kagura took the whole cake out of the box on the low table.

The cake was bordered with strawberries and whipped cream, with sugar decorations of Santa Claus and a reindeer placed on top, along with a chocolate plate that read ‘Merry Christmas’.

It was a typical, picture-perfect Christmas cake.

As he went to the kitchen to grab a fork, the sound of the front door unlocking reached his ears. Stepping into the hallway to check, he saw Zero appear at the door, wearing a black leather long coat.

His expression was one of simmering displeasure.

Standing there, Zero asked, "What do you want?"

"Don’t get in my way. I don’t have the luxury to clean up after you."

Despite saying this in the hospital, Zero had secretly followed Kagura, and in the end, he rushed to help clean up after him. If Zero hadn’t appeared at that moment, Kagura would have certainly been killed by Renjou.

Kagura showed the fork to the man who had saved his life.

"Let me get back at you for the birthday cake."

Zero, still wearing a grim expression, took off his ankle boots and entered the room. Without removing his coat, he kneeled on the rug, extending his hand. Kagura placed the fork into his hand.

"It’s a half-price Christmas cake. You better finish it."

Zero glanced at it sideways.

"Half-price, huh?"

"You got a problem with that?"

"...No."

A subtle crack appeared in Zero's expression. Trying to hide it, he turned his back on Kagura and stabbed the fork directly into the cake. He dug into the sweet mass with quiet intensity, eating silently.

Just watching him made Kagura feel a little nauseous, and he moved from the sofa to sit on the rug to see what kind of face Zero was making as he ate.

Zero’s nose and the area around his eyes were reddened. His brows were furrowed in a gentle, almost painful expression, and there was a faint trace of tears in his eyes.

It was a look that struck at Kagura’s chest.

As he silently watched, Zero glanced up at him, furrowing his brows.

"Every year on the night of the 25th, I was forced to eat leftover Christmas cake as my birthday cake."

"Is today your birthday?"

"Who knows?"

A mixture of bitterness and nostalgia appeared on Zero’s profile.

"She used to say it was a Christmas gift from 'the prince’."

Zero's mother had been the daughter of a death-row inmate. She had become pregnant with the ‘prince's’ child but, feeling that her sinful bloodline would only drag the man down, she secretly gave birth to Zero. As a result, Zero was left without a family register.

...For her, Zero was certainly a gift from the man, a reminder of him. She must have felt happiness in seeing that man's bloodline in her son.

But perhaps, that meant she wasn't truly looking at her son?

If she had seen her son for who he truly was, she would have given him a proper family register, allowing him to live a life in the light.

Kagura drank his beer, trying to swallow that thought.

No matter what others might say, a child will savour the happiness of the birthday cake his mother gives him.

Realising that his own nose and the edges of his eyes were reddening in the same way as Zero's, Kagura turned his face away.

At that moment, Zero leaned in closer to examine Kagura's face.

Their eyes met.

The feeling was akin to awkwardness, but there was something else rising up inside Kagura.

Zero tilted his head deeply. His half-open lips had whipped cream on them.

Something about it reminded Kagura of a child's gesture, and in that moment, he vividly imagined a young Zero. For the first time, he could clearly picture Zero as a child.

The lips overlap, and a sweet, intense numbing sensation resonates in the wound on the back of the head.

What kind of kiss is this, exactly?

Leaving Kagura in a state of confusion, not knowing where to put his heart, Zero starts eating cake again.

After finishing off all the sugar candies of Santa Claus and reindeer, as well as the chocolate plate, Zero takes off his coat. And he says, "stay the night."

Kagura nods vaguely, not sure if he doesn't want to be left alone with Zero tonight, or if he doesn't want to be alone himself.

Kagura takes a shower first and lies down on the bed in a prone position to avoid aggravating the wound on the back of his head and the pain in his right ribs. A throbbing, feverish pain spreads from various parts of his body, and he feels like he's sinking into the mattress.

His eyelids are heavy, and his consciousness drifts away.

"Mmh... Ah..."

He wakes up to a sweet, hoarse voice.

"Ah... Uu..."

Realising it's his own voice, he covers his mouth with his hand, but the muffled voice still escapes.

"....!"

His body twitches.

His hips are deeply sunk in a sweet throbbing, and he is all sticky. Kagura opens his eyes and sees that his sweatpants and underwear have been pulled down to his thighs, exposing his buttocks.

Zero has his face buried in the crevice of Kagura's buttocks.

In the darkness, Zero's bloodshot eyes are gleaming.

The mucous membrane where the tongue has been inserted is pulsating.

Kagura must have been subjected to this act for a considerable amount of time. The perineum is soaked in saliva, and the inner thighs are wet.

Kagura reaches back and presses his forehead away. The sensation of the tongue being removed makes his hips tremble.

"If you're going to do it, then wake me up."

Annoyed and embarrassed that he was aroused while asleep, Kagura complains, and Zero leans in from behind.

"You can keep sleeping."

"There's no way I can sleep like this―"

Zero inserts his dick between Kagura's thighs and presses them from the outside.

"I'll be careful not to aggravate your injuries."

Probably trying to be considerate, but Kagura's abdomen tenses up, and his ribs cry out. The one-sided act of being used is strangely humiliating, and the rubbing of the rough shaft against his perineum is frustrating, as if he's being teased. Hot breaths escape his mouth.

"... So, if you're going to do it, then just do it..."

The throbbing ache where the tongue was inserted earlier is more painful than the injury.

Zero grabs Kagura's buttocks with both hands and kneads them. He spreads the crevice and inserts his thumbs.

"Ah..."

As his hole is stretched open and his perineum is gently rubbed, Kagura's fist loosens, and he grips the sheets.

He can feel his dick rubbing against the sheets, leaking endlessly like a broken faucet.

His drowsy excitement makes his head hazy.

"Haa... Ah... Ah..."

His breathing is mixed with gasps.

This was a completely different act from the usual competitive sex with Zero, where they tried to overpower each other.

Adrift in an elusive pleasure, not heading towards a climax.

Just as his consciousness was about to melt from the searing pain and the gradual excitement, Zero’s dick was suddenly pulled out from between his legs.

Zero let out a sweet moan, spilling a viscous liquid around his tailbone area. The fingers were removed from his asshole, and a small, gaping mouth was left, with semen dripping and clinging to it.

"Jinya…"

Lips were pressed against the nape of his neck. The heat of those lips made his skin prickle, and he shuddered to the core of his head.

Zero embraced him from behind again.

Using his hand, Zero pushed his semi-erect penis into the asshole.

The mucous membrane accepted it and naturally enveloped it.

Zero didn't move, just connecting their bodies, hugging Kagura from behind.

Their breathing could be felt quietly merging from the joined area.

Kagura opened his eyes, blinking faintly.

―――... What should we call this act, and what kind of relationship do we have?

Without understanding, he grasps the arms wrapped around his chest.

―――It doesn't matter... In the darkness, he just wants to feel each other for now.

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Next update: 2025.11.01

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Saturday, 25 October 2025

TBCTW Chapter 18

 (M) Chapter 18 - “Perfect”

Chapter 7, Part 1

Novel Title: 獣はかくしてまぐわう (The Beasts Copulate This Way)

Author:風結子 沙野 (Fuyuko Sano)

Illustrator:小山田 あみ (Oyamada Ami)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 鹿倉 陣也 (Kagura Jinya -MC) & ゼロ (Zero -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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The Eleventh Floor of the Invincible Castle – Kilik's Room.

In the plush crimson U-shaped sofa placed there, Kagura sat at a slight distance from Kiriyama. On the low table lay champagne, vibrantly coloured pinchos, and an assortment of sliced fruit arranged as if it were a cake.  

“Not to your taste?”  

Sitting deep into the sofa, Kagura idly rolled a skewer of hors d'oeuvres between his fingers as he replied.  

“I’m not into nibbling on things like this. I’d prefer if they just served a whole cake.”  

Kiriyama, legs crossed and a champagne glass in hand, was dressed in a shirt, vest, and slacks, with a black goat mask covering his face. The room’s Gothic interior amplified the surreal, horror-movie-like atmosphere.  

“In that case, I’ll prepare a whole cake for Christmas Eve.”  

Christmas Eve was always a day lost to work, ending with year-end exhaustion as the standard routine. Yet the thought of spending a dreary Christmas Eve with Kiriyama seemed even worse. Preferring not to dwell on it, Kagura didn’t answer, prompting Kiriyama to ask.  

“Or is there someone else you’d rather spend it with?”  

“Who knows.”  

“For instance, that guy you came here with last time.”  

Beneath his sheep mask, Kagura stiffened involuntarily, responding in an even tone.  

“That man has nothing to do with this.”  

Kiriyama set down his glass and stood, moving to sit right beside Kagura.  

Leaning close enough for his breath to graze Kagura’s ear, he whispered, so faint it was barely audible.  

“Zero of Enwu.”  

It struck Kagura like a hand gripping his heart, squeezing tightly.  

“A criminal investigation officer shouldn’t be associating with someone like him.”  

When Kagura tried to brush off the hand running through his hair, his right wrist was caught.  

“Your pulse is racing.”  

“...Is this your attempt at fishing for information?”  

“Did you know Zero’s maternal grandfather was a death row inmate?”  

The blood drained from Kagura’s face, and a sharp flicker ignited at the back of his mind.  

―――Kiriyama knows.

He knows that Zero leads Enwu. He knows his origins and his past.  

And if Kiriyama so desired, he could utterly destroy Enwu under Zero’s control. He was a man equipped with both the authority and the cold resolve to do so.  

“There’s a tainted bloodline flowing through that man. He’ll never stand with you in the light. In the end, he’ll vanish into the darkness and disappear from your life.”  

Kiriyama’s words, spoken like a prophecy, grated on Kagura’s nerves.  

―――Our bond isn’t that shallow.

They were allies united in their goal to dismantle the Eastern Alliance.  

Once they succeeded, Kagura could finally lay his cousin to rest, and Zero would be one step closer to protecting the undocumented children lost in the shadows.  

―――That’s what we’re aiming for.

Their objectives were clear, yet his emotions remained unsettled. The source of his unease was elusive.  

As he tried to discern its nature, Kiriyama grabbed his shoulder and pushed him down. Kagura’s body fell back onto the sofa.  

From beneath the black goat mask, a muffled voice descended upon him.  

“You’re something that should be offered to me.”

It was only now that Kagura fully realised the meaning behind their masks.  

The black goat symbolised the devil, and the sheep was its sacrificial offering.  

His tie was pulled free. The buttons of his dress shirt were undone one by one. The hem of his shirt was tugged out from his slacks, and the inner shirt was lifted to expose his skin.  

Kagura couldn’t move.  

He wanted to shove Kiriyama off him, to strike him, but Kiriyama knew everything about Zero and Enwu. He held complete control over the situation. If Kagura rejected Kiriyama here, what would happen?  

―――Everything Zero has protected would be destroyed…

That fear bound Kagura’s body like chains.  

Kiriyama stared at his exposed chest. The sensation of his gaze was unsettling, as though a chameleon’s tongue were flicking against his skin.  

“Your nipples are already hard.”  

“…!”  

Due to the protruding nose of his mask, Kagura couldn’t see his own chest, but he could feel his skin crawling with revulsion.  

Cool fingers cupped his left chest, exploring the muscle beneath. His nipple was pinched and twisted sharply. Holding back the pain, Kagura tensed his core.  

“They’re quite satisfying to pinch.”  

Just when Kagura thought Kiriyama might tear it off, the man’s fingers abruptly released him. His left chest burned as if it had caught fire.  

“Did that man train you for this?”  

“…Don’t say disgusting things.”  

Kiriyama let out a faint, amused hum as if he’d just received a compliment. “You wouldn’t be interesting if that weren’t the case.”  

Kiriyama continued to torment Kagura’s inflamed nipple with the pads of his fingers.  

If it were Zero doing this, Kagura might have felt a different kind of sensation. But with Kiriyama, all he felt was repulsion. His mind chilled to the core.  

Kiriyama removed the black goat mask, revealing a Zorro mask identical to the one Zero had worn before.  

Kiriyama’s breath brushed against Kagura’s chest. Something wet pressed against his left nipple and began to writhe.  

A wave of goosebumps spread across Kagura’s body, and beneath his mask, his face contorted in disgust.  

He restrained his urge to punch Kiriyama by gripping the backrest of the sofa with his right hand, clenching it tightly.  

“No need to be so tense. I’ll only taste your chest today.”  

Even the words made Kagura’s skin crawl.  

The only saving grace was that his mask blocked his view. Yet, being unable to see seemed to have heightened his senses instead. He could feel every minute movement of Kiriyama’s thin tongue as it wrapped around the nub.  

The tongue traced circles around his areola with a pointed tip.  

And then, Kiriyama latched onto the already aching nipple, sucking on it.  

Kagura, on the verge of grabbing the man’s collar, instead gripped the seat of the sofa with his left hand.  

While his left chest was being sucked on, Kiriyama pinched the other nipple, eliciting pain that made Kagura’s hips twist. Kiriyama pressed his weight against Kagura, pinning him down.  

Kagura felt something hard against his thigh.  

―――A sudden image of Renjou servicing Kiriyama’s dick flashed through his mind.  

Renjou had likely done such a thing because Toono had ordered him to fulfil Kiriyama’s demands. Renjou’s loyalty to Toono stemmed from the fact that Toono had granted him a legal identity, just as Zero had suspected. Renjou, once an undocumented child, had been given the identity of Toshimi Hasumi by Toono.  

“…!”  

Kagura flinched as his left nipple was bitten sharply.  

The protruding nose of his mask was lifted by Kiriyama’s fingers, forcing Kagura to meet his gaze.  

“Does it feel good?”  

Kagura answered with a glare full of contempt.  

"Disgusting."

Kiriyama’s cheeks relaxed slightly.  

“Perfect.”  

With eyes as dark as the depths of a nighttime swamp, he gazed at Kagura’s face and then extended his tongue toward his chest again, languidly and deliberately.  

Kagura could see Kiriyama licking his nipple.  

The sight, paired with the overwhelming discomfort, was something Kagura knew he’d never forget. The thought of this memory being etched into him, leaving Kiriyama’s mark, filled him with fury.  

His brows knitted tightly, his cheeks twitched, and he bit hard on the inside of his lower lip.  

Seeing Kagura’s expression, Kiriyama’s eyes, gleaming with lust beneath the Zorro mask, seemed to burn brighter.  

“…”  

Perhaps it was the mask and those black, endless eyes that triggered a mental connection to Zero.  

Deep within his chest, a small spark flickered briefly.  

Realising this horrified Kagura to his core, and he instinctively closed his eyes. It was a small act of surrender to Kiriyama, but he couldn’t help it.  

For the nearly hour-long ordeal during which Kiriyama toyed with his chest, Kagura kept his eyes shut, focusing only on the shivers of revulsion coursing through him.  

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*Translator’s Note: Illustration 4 is NSFW. It’s available for view on my blog. -K

Next update: 2025.10.27

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TBETW Chapter 3

  (M) Chapter 3 - Wanting to Forget Main Story 1, Chapter 1, Part 2 Novel Title: 獣はかくして囚われる (The Beasts are Ensnared This Way) Author:風結子 沙野...