Young and Trapped

Chapter 4: Bad manners

Shidou had become accustomed to certain things in the night; to sleep more by fatigue than by rest, to have his wife's body near; if he could grasp, much better, and if he was not tired, to wake up a little early to be able to delight his wife's body with his eyes or with his hands.

Yes, perhaps he had become a pervert, but it could not be avoided.

Without opening his eyes, since, for the first time in a long time, he was in pain and his body was heavy, he thought whether the night had been more intense than usual, perhaps he should not have tasted that fruit-flavored drink.

But that didn't matter, now that he had mobility, it was time to enjoy before she left and left him alone.

Shidou blindly moved forward, his right hand took priority until he reached for an arm with nothing on it, feeling her skin directly, this was soft, and with gentle touch, he climbed up there as if it were a road, until he reached her shoulder where he felt the thin strip of some sleeping garment. He smiled halfway, wondering at what moment she had put it on, though perhaps his memories were too fuzzy now.

He took her shoulder with a little more firmness, feeling the soft and well cared for hair of his wife, he came a little closer to smell her hair, he knew that he took good care of it and by the shampoo it smelled like flowers, however, this time he didn't feel such a special smell, he felt much more hair, but he didn't care, using his nose from one side to the other, he moved the locks away, opening a path towards her neck, where he kissed her softly.

At the same time, his hand was not still and went down a little until he found something big, round and soft to the contact, covered by a thin cloth, he squeezed gently that chest, it didn't fit even in his hand.

"Ahn..." let out with a nice voice, that was good to hear for Shidou, but he continued with his soft touches and kissing her neck. "Ahn, Nnn... Ahn..."

"Since when did they get so big?" His wife's body bowed a little as she groaned slightly, her face seemed to be disturbed, but she was not yet awake. "It must be very early, but then you'll leave me and I haven't had enough of you, darling. I want to be more before you leave me."

"Ahn... Ah..." He seemed to calm down when he stopped playing with one of her breasts and kissing her neck until he left a mark on her, until he lowered his hand until he passed her to caress her ass and part of her legs that had more flesh than he thought, but that was not his objective, but what was in front of her and a little under her hips. "Ahn, Danna-sama!"

His plans were immediately frustrated and he sweated cold for a moment, had he listened well? Danna-sama (Husband)? She never called him that, now that he was more conscious, he opened his eyes and could notice that the hair he had taken away from him was, by far, longer than he used to see, and that he had never seen a hair as long, yet so shiny and well cared for as that.

"Mi... Miku?" he asked with some fear, but if it was logical, this could only be about those crazy dreams that one has, since he had not drunk so much as to know everything he had done before falling asleep. "Eh... Darling?"

She turned around with her hair covering most of her face, but he noticed that she was blushing and that she had one of those dresses made of a single piece of thin cloth, straps, transparent pink, he could easily notice her whole anatomy, but what worried him a little was that with her hair so long and covering her a lot, he felt that she was in front of that girl from the cursed well that he saw in a movie.

He got scared when she was now on top of him, with her hands on his arms to avoid his movement, he made a nervous smile and didn't know what to say, but he was blushing because with all his previous movements, he was quite excited and to see a blonde woman with such a body, he couldn't help it.

"Heavens, Danna-sama, would you mind behaving a little better with your wife?" she said as she let go of one of his arms to put away the hair that covered her face, she was red from her cheeks, but she had a warm smile and golden eyes, Shidou was impressed. "Maybe you should remember Muku's name."

"M-Muku?" He smiled nervously, didn't know whether to look at his beautiful face or at everything else he had been exploring without knowing. For one letter, it was almost his Miku, but she didn't matter, this was a dream, it couldn't be any other way. "You're beautiful, Muku, I've never seen a woman as beautiful as you."

"Is that why you can't avoid touching Muku?" she asked with a slight smile, but approached him to see his eyes and kissed him quickly on his forehead. "Danna-sama, I didn't know you had become so indecent because of Muku."

"Muku is to blame, no doubt," he said confidently and approached her close enough to kiss her gently, but he was not afraid to use his hand to bring her head closer to him and give her a passionate kiss.

He lowered his hand down to her ass which he stroked gently, it was larger than Miku's, but just as firm.

She also put her hand under his t-shirt while accepting his love, although she was surprised that he was touching her in this way, normally her Shidou was gentle and preferred to sleep during the week long enough and on weekends take her to a good date, in which they ended up seeing the stars, for when they returned home, after preparing a whole atmosphere, put her to bed and give her all his love.

This was new.

But this Shidou was less talking and much more action, she had never seen him so assertive so early, but this was normal for him.

Even if it didn't end in anything and the thing continued in the bathroom, wrapped in hot water and steam, it wasn't controlled with his desires.

Miku taught him that he didn't have to control himself with her, that it was a way to show his love and that it was okay, he didn't do it with other women, but at this moment he couldn't resist, so he put himself on top of her to take control.

"D-Danna-sama?" asked a little surprised to see that he lifted her dress and put his hands on her breasts to touch them more aggressively this time, making her blush, but everything changed when she saw Shidou make a different look than usual when they did this sort of thing. "Danna-sama?"

The man with short blue hair, more than before, since he couldn't see the tip of his locks, his brown eyes were full of desire and his face denoted excitement, even if he should be tired from what he worked yesterday, he certainly had abdominal pain, but it didn't matter, he was smiling slightly, he wanted more.

He approached to her chest to put his face between them and then used his tongue, making Mukuro Hoshimiya, a person he didn't even know, scream, a product of his dreams, maybe she was his personified fantasies, it didn't matter to the man who was "tasting" those soft and big marshmallows.

"Ahn, Danna-sama!" she said in a beautiful voice, just as her moans were not long in coming, Shidou continued to advance with his tongue and hands as well.

Everything was going well, Mukuro was losing control as well, she was eager to see what else her husband had ready for this morning, but an alarm sounded loudly, breaking both their concentration.

"Ahn... Ah... Danna-sama, there will be time for this."

"What?" he asked more strangely than before, while Mukuro was breathing with difficulty, she was blushing, but she pushed Shidou away a bit.

"Turn that off first, it's annoying..."

"Oh, right..." he said when he saw the digital device with red numbers that marked five o'clock in the morning, the young man turned it off immediately. "It's too early! Then we can go on."

"No, we're in timmhg..." He did not let her finish, Shidou invaded her mouth with everything and tongue, but she gently pushed him away this time, turned her head toward the sheets, flushed. "D-Danna-sama, I know you love me very much, but attacking Muku that way is not something you should do right now."

"Why not?" he asked as he kissed her neck and touched her chest again, these tactics worked with Miku to yield to his demands for affection and sex, why fool us? That's what Shidou wanted, he didn't want to wake up before he tried Muku's five-star body.

"You have to work, my Danna-sama, and I must help you, it is my duty as your wife." Soon, the idea that this was not a dream began to take hold in his brain. She kissed him on his cheek and put on her clothes. "Come on, if we don't hurry, you won't have time for breakfast, although I don't think you want me to... You know..."

He did not understand until he pointed to his stomach, it was there that he lifted his white shirt to see that all his marked torso had disappeared completely, it was smooth and also... full, his expression was so graceful that Mukuro ended up laughing low, with a blush on her cheeks.

Not working, although now he had been told he had to do so without knowing how this was happening, he had to find a way to entertain himself and not get bored, so he kept well and worked on his body, months of dedication were replaced by a belly that shouldn't be there, although it didn't look bad either.

"Since when?!"

"Well, at work you taste a lot of things and I don't have time to cook something healthier, I'm sorry, Danna-sama." She smiled warmly. "Don't worry, I know how hard you try, it's a necessary sacrifice and it's not that bad, it can be fixed, besides, Muku doesn't have a problem with that, but you should prepare yourself or we'll be late."

She was about to leave, but Shidou jumped out of bed to take her by the shoulders and turn her around, he was serious and a little scared, this didn't seem like a dream, it had lasted too long and what he wanted didn't happen.

"What are you talking about?" he asked frightened. "I don't work, I say, yes! But at this moment... I mean... It's very early," he said nervously, she smiled and ended up laughing slightly. "It's not funny, Miku, I mean, Muku..."

"You can't use this kind of excuse, Danna-sama" she said with a funny smile, but she kissed his cheek and stroked his hair gently with a warm smile, inspired tranquility, but Shidou didn't want to work. "Come on, today I'll also be in your care, kitchen leader, as your wife, I can't be late if we both own the same business, my Danna-sama."

She left the blue-walled room, the young man's eyes were like plates.

"What?"

He stayed static for a few moments, he had a few years without working at all, he also had a lot that he didn't cook anything for anyone, except at Christmas to surprise Miku with some delicious dish.

Now that his wife was going through his mind, he wondered where the super idol, Miku Izayoi, was.

"This can't be..." he whispered with light amusement, wondered where the cameras were, checked the whole room, but found nothing interesting but his wallet and his cell phone, swallowed saliva when he saw that his wallet had enough money, though no credit card.

"What about my credit card? It's supposed to come today with the receipts I have to pay so I don't forget later, go in one of my cars and... My cars!"

Out of concern he moved to the window where he drew the crimson curtains, to see outside, but there was no car in front of his house, but there were the others.

He sighed in disappointment and looked for the bathroom in the other rooms, although they were very little for what he was used to, he didn't know anything about that house, he pinched himself, but he didn't wake up from this dream.

"It can't be," he said when he saw his face in the mirror, he took his cheeks with a purple aura, he had dark circles under his eyes and a more finished face, he was no longer very youthful, some cuts on his cheeks that he didn't know where he got them from and when he took off his shirt, his body had changed a lot. Seeing the bathroom.

"No, I'm not like that... What about the bathtub? M-Miku?"

"I have to calm down." He shook his head like a dog and hit his cheeks with his palms, this couldn't be happening to him, to begin with: was it even possible? "Miku... She's my wife, we're married, I'm the only one for her and me... This is a nightmare!"

Shidou made a desperate decision.

He gave himself a good blow to the face, but only cut her lip and complained of pain in a low voice.

A stronger one, he thought, a stronger one would awaken him. He hit himself again and again, but only hurt himself without results.

"Breakfast is ready, I'll use the bathroom!" said Mukuro from the bottom floor with a nice voice, Shidou was beaten and bleeding from his mouth.

"Rumi-san..." he said as he remembered one of the maids who normally told him about breakfast and served him well, although he felt that sometimes she got hit a lot, which didn't bother him, but he felt strange. He hit himself again. "I have to calm down... Now I'm coming, Muku-sa... Muku!"

He wiped his blood quickly and came out of the bathroom, but Mukuro was already coming to his address with nothing more than a towel, with a calm face that changed to surprise.

"Have you not bathed? We'll be late, there's a lot to fix before we open, Danna-sama."

"Yes, well... Maybe we could bathe together..." he said insecurely, was it really his wife? Wasn't this a show or some macabre game? She smiled slightly.

"I made that breakfast for you, then you'll be hungry, go have breakfast, Danna-sama." She went from him to give him a kiss on the cheek, he had no choice but to go down the stairs with a lost look.

He had breakfast with eggs and some fried sausages, besides bottle juice, he began to understand that Mukuro cooked with too much oil and fried things, besides that it wasn't natural juice.

He ate as if there were no tomorrow, it was there that he noticed that in his arms he had slight burns.

When it was his turn to bathe, Mukuro was already wearing formal and elegant clothes, with a black ribbon around her neck, she looked like a stewardess or one of those women who are in charge of the reservations of expensive places, she looked very good.

She had a different outfit in her hands, almost completely white.

"You look great, what's that?"

"It's your clothes, I don't know why you ask, do you feel bad?"

"Maybe..." he whispered, she blinked quickly, but couldn't ask, Shidou took the clothes and as he spread them out, he arched an eyebrow.


After a few moments, Mukuro was buttoning Shidou's clothes, he asked about the scratches on his face, she told him that he had cut himself yesterday without him noticing, for doing things quickly.

When they went to the place of work, an elegant small place in the French or Italian style, Shidou asked if it was really theirs, Muku answered her that she had designed the place, he thought she had good taste.

"Muku..."

"Yes?"

"The truth is that I have a lot that I don't do this... And least of all at this level..." he said insecurely and putting on a hat that chefs wear, well that's what it was. His wife couldn't help laughing. "I'm serious..."

"Danna-sama, you do every day, we only rest on Sunday, except if it's a holiday, you know when it's February 14 we do very well" she explained with some encouragement. "Now it will be better to order everything, the rest of the staff will arrive soon, let's make an effort, Danna-sama."

"Sure, but... What time do we close?"

"At the same time as always, until nine o'clock at night, then we clean and close." Shidou swallowed, this was suicide.

Shidou explored the kitchen slightly as Mukuro arranged the tables. He received the cargo truck that brought vegetables, bread and much more to use this day, and if possible, he would surely use it for more.

Almost all the money in his wallet went to pay the subject, he ordered everything he could on his own, until other men and women arrived, among them was someone as young as he was when he sealed Miku, made him nostalgic.

With more hands and even nervous because everyone greeted him as if he were the teacher, even the women had a lot of respect for him, this was too rare, the worst is that his hands had not touched a frying pan in two years or maybe a little more.

Where was his luxurious home? Where were the nice and kind servants? Where was his Miku that gave him everything a man could wish for?

"Shidou-senpai!" said the youngest, with brown hair and honey-colored eyes, similar to his own.

"Oh! Yes?" he said something nervous.

"I'm glad to be working with you again today, it must have been difficult with my absence, I'm sorry, but I feel much better now."

"Ah, well, yes... It's good to have you back here, eh..." He wanted to die and see if this would bring him back to his previous life, the man sighed and came up with an idea. "Listen, I had a bad night, no, I didn't have any problems with my wife, but I'm not well, I don't remember your names and I don't have to tell you my private life, so I want you to tell me your names and position."

"I am Kaji, Shidou-senpai, subchef," he said proudly, the youngest of all.

"You're my sub?!" Shidou didn't expect that.

"You named him, Shidou-senpai," answered one of the women, with short black hair and gray eyes. "Karen, pastry chef."

"Oh, I understand, excuse me."

The others told him their names, and he tried to memorize them, as well as their positions. As leader of the kitchen, he had to see that everything was all right.

"Shidou-senpai" said Karen, a little serious. "Today Shinji-san won't be able to come either, so I'll have to fill his post, I suppose, it'll be a pleasure to cook by yoyr side, maybe I can learn something."

The young woman smiled, seeing him as if he were a star, he smiled with some pride. It was an attention different from the one he had for being married to Miku.

"Sure, let's try harder today too!"

"Understood!"


The first hours he survived like a champion, while Mukuro was the receptionist who greeted everyone who came in, from time to time she left her post to go out into the street and convince people to come in, since the restaurant had competition elsewhere, everyone did that tactic.

He tasted all food together with his subchef who was very young, he wondered why he had chosen someone so young, but as he had to cook things he didn't know, many times he asked for what he had to do, the others saw him strange, but he excused herself with nervousness that it was a test for them, Karen was the most enthusiastic and she spent helping him, along with Kaji, they were the two youngest, that explained their energy.

Already in the afternoon, he was hungry and exhausted, this was too much for him.

He left the kitchen for a while when he saw that no customers were coming, all to approach Mukuro, who was still at her post, standing, watching people pass by.

"Oh, Danna-sama, you're doing so well," she said with a smile, she was sweating from her forehead.

"Are you all right, Muku? You look tired."

"Well, soon it will be time for lunch and rest, plus shift change. I'll be fine."

"This is exhausting... At least there is rest..." he said in a heavy voice, wanted to be in bed, dropped himself into a chair and took off his chef's hat.

Mukuro looked at him worried and put up the sign: "closed, we'll be back in an hour".

"Are you all right? The night is still missing, you know that is when more people come, and possibly some celebrity, after all, Hoshimiya Shidou, my husband is a great chef" she said with a smile and stroked his cheek to cheer him up.

"Hoshimiya... Jeje... Thank you, but I don't think I'm that good." She smiled and went to the place of her post, to get a magazine from a year ago, to look for a specific page and showed it to her husband.

"This shows that you are unique, my Danna-sama." She gave it to him and kissed him on the forehead, the young man read that it was a full-page review of his restaurant and, above all, of him.

In the city Tenguu there are many places to eat, in one day you could not visit them all, even if you had a voracious appetite. Pushed by public opinion and the recommendation of a friend, I decided to visit and try my luck if I could delight in Chef Hoshimiya Shidou's food. There is a lot of talk about his cuisine and I could only discover that he is very simple, I would say ordinary.

Shidou could not stop reading this, Mukuro looked at him with a smile and stood behind him to read as well.

Something interesting and a risky and unprofessional decision, but interesting, even characteristic, is his staff; as ordinary as he is, having as a subchef a young man I couldn't meet (I would have liked).

His restaurant seems from another era, but in a good sense, it reminds us of Europe, perhaps too much.

The receptionist is fantastic and charming, no complaints about the welcome she gives to all customers.

Well, the food? I'll be honest and even allow myself to say something embarrassing, the best way to define your food is: 'it's mommy's food', that's it! It's that simple, and I really have no complaints.

Soon I'll be eating this man's food again and without a doubt, I hope you will too.

"See?" said Mukuro in a soft voice as she surrounded him with her arms behind his back and kissed him on his cheek with a blush, Shidou smiled happily. "I love you, Danna-sama. Cheer up, okay?"

"All right," he said a little more motivated, but he moved Mukuro's hands away and she walked away when she heard the door open behind her.

"Senpai!" said Karen and Kaji, both with two plates of food and sharp looks between them, then smiled at Shidou. "I made this for you, senpai!"

"Hey, I said it first, I've been here longer, Karen."

"Shut up, I've been cooking longer than you, I've already started a career as a chef, not like you."

"I've been cooking all my life!" Shidou could see Miku and Kotori arguing when they were younger, he smiled a lot.

"Gosh, I feel a little jealous of you two," Mukuro said in a soft voice, but the other two stopped fighting.

"You can take this one, Muku-senpai," said Karen, with star-eyed, maybe she adored the longhaired blonde woman.

"Always so considerate, but I'll take Kaji-san's this time," she said with a smile and took the boy's plate, winked at Karen, she went straight to Shidou and extended the plate.

"All yours, senpai!"

Shidou caressed her head as she would do with Kotori, the girl smiled and accepted her food, it wasn't bad at all, but you could tell she had done it very quickly.

The four sat down at a table and began to eat, Mukuro stroked the boy's head too, it is the only one he knew because Shidou had chosen it as his sub chef even though he had no experience.

A little rest after half a normal day in his life, but this is not his life! Shidou prefer Mukuro over Miku? Is this really a nightmare? Will Shidou survive this working day? We'll see in the next chapter!