[FMMISM] Chapter 86: I'm Going to Make You My Woman

"Hello, this is the Tohsaka residence."

As Aoi's call connected, Tokiomi's voice came through on the other end of the line, a sound that had been absent for a while.

Aoi swallowed nervously, tightly gripping Ragna's hand, and spoke up.

"Tokiomi, it's me."

"What's going on, Aoi? Why are you calling so suddenly? Did something happen?"

On the other end, Tokiomi asked in surprise, his voice was clearly filled with exhaustion.

No choice.

Since last night's battle at the Einzbern Castle, Tokiomi hadn't had a moment's rest at all. Plans that were once well in hand had been completely ruined, and he had to endure the wrath of the King of Heroes.

Tokiomi, who had always held elegance as his motto, felt an unprecedented level of physical and mental exhaustion.

After hearing her husband's question, Aoi pursed her lips.

'Is it not okay to call if nothing is going on? Even though we're a married couple...'

She thought with disappointment before answering her husband's question.

"It's nothing special... I just suddenly wanted to call and ask if the Holy Grail War is going smoothly..."

Upon hearing this, Tokiomi's forehead twitched slightly.

While he was in a complete mess over here, his wife was calling to bring up something of no importance.

Suppressing his frustration, Tokiomi coldly replied, "Is that so? It's going pretty smoothly. It should be over by next week. At that time, you and Rin can come back. That's it, if there's nothing else, we can talk another day."

"Eh? Wait, Tokiomi!"

"..."

After Aoi said 'Wait', Tokiomi went silent.

In the past, his wife had never once been against him. Today, however, she was unusually concerned about the Holy Grail War and even asked him not to hang up.

He felt a strange sense of his authority as the head of the family being undermined.

'Archer is like this… and now you too… what exactly do you want?!' Tokiomi thought with anger, gritting his teeth.

"..."

Sensing her husband's displeasure from his silence, the perceptive Aoi felt a bit helpless.

As Aoi was about to apologize to Tokiomi, Ragna suddenly embraced her slender waist from behind.

Through her thin, soft bathrobe, Aoi could clearly feel Ragna's warmth and strength.

Both of them exchanged a glance and nodded.

"Tokiomi, I know you're very busy right now and it's a crucial time, but I have something to discuss with you. It won't take long."

"Just talk." Tokiomi frowned slightly, regaining some patience.

"It's about Sakura—"

Clank!

Suddenly, there was a sound of something hitting the ground from Tokiomi's side, interrupting Aoi's words.

"Aoi, why is Sakura's name suddenly mentioned here?"

At this moment, Tokiomi's voice sounded to Aoi as if it belonged to a stranger.

As Aoi began to feel anxious, Ragna tightened his embrace around her waist, giving her renewed courage.

"Why shouldn't it be mentioned? Sakura is our daughter."

"She isn't anymore!" Tokiomi exclaimed impatiently.

"It was you who turned her into Matou Sakura." Aoi strangely felt a profound calmness as she replied to her agitated husband.

"Hah… hahahahaha—!"

Tokiomi suddenly burst into maniacal laughter that went on for a full ten seconds.

"Ah, I never told you why I sent Sakura to the Matous. So, you're coming after me now? At such a critical time, no less!"

"That's not what I meant!" Aoi replied with a strong voice. "I just want you to explain, to give me and that child an explanation!"

After taking a deep breath, Tokiomi immediately spoke with a harsh voice.

"I just didn't want Sakura to become ordinary!"

"…"

Aoi instantly fell silent.

"Aoi, you are an exceptional and outstanding mother. You gave birth to Rin and Sakura, who are once-in-a-century talents. Naturally, they should receive support from powerful mage families. As their father, I couldn't bear to see Sakura's talent go to waste."

Tokiomi's lengthy explanation was completely incomprehensible to Aoi—no, she refused to understand it. Even if she understood just a small part of her husband's logic, she felt she would vomit on the spot.

From the perspective of the world of magecraft, to preserve the talents of the two sisters, one had to be adopted out, as Rin had already taken the Tohsaka family's heir spot. For this reason, the Matou family's request to adopt Sakura and make her the family's heir was like adding fuel to the fire.

"Sending Sakura to the Matous secures two extra chances to get the Holy Grail." Tokiomi continued. "Even if I can't reach the Root, there's Rin. If Rin can't do it, there's Sakura. Someone will carry on the Tohsaka family's hopes and dreams."

Listening to him, Aoi felt as if her body had plunged into an icy abyss. If not for Ragna comforting her, she might have fainted already.

Aoi understood that the underlying meaning of pursuing the Root among the three founding families of Fuyuki was—

"…Tokiomi, are you planning to have Rin and Sakura fight each other in the future?!" Aoi exclaimed in disbelief.

"Although I don't plan for that to happen, if it does, there's nothing to be done about it. In fact, even if it comes to that, it would be fortunate for our family's descendants. Glory would belong to them and to the Tohsakas—"

Toot Toot Toot

Without waiting for Tokiomi to finish his words, Aoi coldly hung up the call.

She could no longer listen to another word and had completely lost hope in her husband and the world of magecraft.

"Um… Aoi? What's wrong?"

Ragna asked with concern as he held Aoi close.

Not answering, Aoi suddenly pushed Ragna onto the soft bed and buried her face in his small chest, crying uncontrollably.

It wasn't clear how long it had been before her cries gradually subsided.

"Ragna... I'm really sorry for letting you see me in such an embarrassing state..."

Nestled against Ragna's chest, Aoi spoke with a vacant gaze. 

"Nah, not at all. It's that man's fault. He's the one who made Aoi cry. I dislike him." Ragna shook his head, looking angry on the outside but smirking inwardly. 'Good work, Tokiomi.'

In the next moment, he placed his hand on Aoi's back, gently and soothingly stroking her like one would an infant.

"...Fufu, Ragna, you're so gentle... Even though you're just a child, you know how to care for adults."

Aoi managed a weak smile, rubbing her face against Ragna's chest with a hint of coquettishness.

"I wonder which lucky girl will get to be Ragna's wife in the future... I'm a bit envious of her... Well, just kidding."

"You know, I want to make Aoi happy too..." Ragna suddenly said something surprising, his voice calm. "Actually, I’m already a real man now."

"Real man...?" Aoi lifted her head, staring at his face, blinking in surprise. "...Do you even know what that means?"

"Yeah..." Ragna nodded.

Seeing his serious nod, Aoi's perfectly composed cheeks flushed a vibrant red.

"Thank you, Ragna... but I'm already married to the Tohsaka family..."

"That has nothing to do with it, Aoi." Ragna suddenly lowered his head, cradling her face in his hands, and said each word with care. "Even if we can't be married, I still want to make you happy."

"?!!!"

Aoi's heartbeat quickly went into a frenzy.

"Hahh..."

In the quiet room, her breathing grew clearer and more intense.

Her enticing breasts heaved rapidly with each breath.

At the same time, the warmth of her skin touching the boy grew warmer, and her back, caressed by those small but strong hands, began to heat up, turning redder.

As his breath brushed against her face, his male pheromones in the air made her thoughts foggy.

"Ouch..."

Ragna, who lay beneath Aoi, suddenly blurted with furrowed brows.

It turned out she had unconsciously grasped his delicate, childlike arms. Although he was even smaller than herself, Aoi could feel that his body was actually full of strength.

Young, strong, and full of energy—far from her husband she hadn't touched for eight years.

"Ragna…" Aoi muttered with a soft voice.

"Hmm? Is there something I can do for you?"

Aoi's brain seemed to be boiling, and her cheeks were burning hot like they were on fire.

In the next moment, she spoke with a barely audible, pleading tone.

"Show me, okay? Show me the proof that you're truly a real man…"

"Hmm... understood."

Ragna silently nodded and gently lifted Aoi off him.

Soon, they switched positions on the bed.

With his hands on the bedspread, the handsome boy looked down at the enchanting woman.

Aoi's usually elegant and proper face was now full of seductive allure, and her eyes seemed to hold a flame.

Meanwhile, her curvy and alluring body exuded a mature charm under the starlight, full of appeal. Even after having two children, every inch of her flawlessly white skin remained as elastic as a girl's.

"Ragna… do you know… how to do it?" Aoi asked in a husky, incredibly seductive voice.

"Of course I do." Ragna said with a smile. "Be prepared, I'm going to make you my woman, Aoi." 

"?!"

Aoi's body shivered.

Even though nothing had started yet, his words nearly made her faint with happiness and unintentionally made her feel 'horny'.

In truth, this was a feeling Aoi had never experienced before, even with her husband.

'Becoming his woman...?' Aoi thought in a daze.

What Ragna said was no idle talk.

If it was him, he would definitely make it happen and would make her understand what true happiness and joy for a woman really were.

Right now, the only thought in Aoi's mind was the desire to be possessed by this boy, to become his woman.

With a lustful gaze, Aoi spoke up.

"Ragna, hold me… make me yours, okay?"

Not answering with words, Ragna responded with his actions, pressing all his weight onto the delicate body of the mistress of the Tohsaka family.

Before long, sensual moans resounded relentlessly in Aoi's room.