Married To Many Beast Humanoid From Beast World Chapter 17 ❄️

   
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🐺”Married To Many Beast Humanoid From Beast World”🐅
     

Author: Trinity_Beash
Written By:  Villa & 000hanako000
Published:  09/20/24

   
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      Chapter 17:

Hidden Desires: Late-Night Care, Nighttime Dilemma

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“Talking”

‘Thinking’

*Movements/Emotions*

    
  
  
༻﹡﹡No One’s POV﹡﹡༺

  

Takemichi woke up the next day, his eyelids heavy from exhaustion. He lay still for a moment, his body feeling uncomfortably stiff.

Slowly, the memories of the previous night came flooding back—the overwhelming sadness, the tears that had poured out of him uncontrollably. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced, not even when he had lost his parents had he cried so much.

The emotional weight of it all had left him drenched in his own tears, his body sticky and wet as he succumbed to exhaustion.

But as he blinked the sleep from his eyes, he noticed something strange. His body no longer felt sticky, and his clothes had been replaced. The animal skin that had been under him, damp from the night before, was now clean and fresh.

Everything around him had been scrubbed and tidied up, almost as if the previous night had been nothing more than a bad dream.

Confusion set in.

He hadn’t cleaned himself up—so who did?

And more importantly, who had changed his clothes?

Panic began to rise in his chest as the realization dawned on him. He tried to sit up, but before he could move or even gather his thoughts, the animal hide that they all used as a door, and same to his room—a cave room he’d been staying in—creaked open.

Seishu entered, carrying a flat wooden tray laden with food. The tray was neatly balanced in his hands, a mix of fruits and dried meat arranged carefully, as if he’d taken extra care to prepare it.

Upon seeing that Takemichi was awake, Seishu’s face lit up with relief. His usual calm demeanor was replaced with a warm smile, and without a second thought, he made his way over to Takemichi, placing the tray on a small wooden box beside the bed, which Takemichi used as a drawer.

“You’re awake”
Seishu said, his voice soft but cheerful.

He pulled up a stool and sat beside Takemichi, his eyes scanning him as if checking to make sure he was alright.

However, Seishu’s smile quickly faded when he noticed the paleness in Takemichi’s face. His brows furrowed in concern.

“Michi, are you okay? Is something wrong? Are you hurt?”
His voice wavered slightly with worry.

“Should I get Lang Zhu or Baji?”

Seishu was already halfway out of his seat, ready to rush out and find help, when Takemichi grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks. The grip was weak, but the panic in Takemichi’s eyes made Seishu sit back down immediately.

Takemichi hesitated, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“N-no, I’m fine, Inu-kun… It’s just… I have a question.”
His eyes flickered nervously toward Seishu before he spoke, his voice quiet and unsure.

Seishu, still tense, nodded.

He leaned forward slightly, his expression growing serious as he listened intently. Takemichi rarely hesitated like this, so whatever was bothering him had to be important.

Takemichi took a deep breath, feeling awkward and flustered. He could feel his cheeks warming as he tried to figure out how to phrase the question.

“Um… I… who helped me change last night?”

Seishu blinked, not expecting that. Takemichi continued nervously, wringing his hands under the blanket.

“I-I mean, I remember I wasn’t wearing these clothes yesterday… So, um… who…?”

The air between them grew awkward, and Takemichi’s face flushed red as he trailed off, his voice barely above a whisper by the time he finished speaking. He couldn’t bring himself to look Seishu in the eye, his heart racing with embarrassment.

Seishu, for a moment, sat there stunned, his eyes widening in realization. His own face started to turn red as the question sank in. He opened his mouth, then quickly closed it, averting his gaze as he cleared his throat, trying to compose himself.

“U-uh…”
Seishu stammered, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

“That was… me. I’m the one who… changed your clothes last night.”
He admitted it so quietly that Takemichi almost didn’t hear him.

When Seishu glanced back at Takemichi, the embarrassment was written all over his face, his cheeks burning red.

Takemichi blinked, processing what he’d just heard.

“O-oh… I see, so it was you…”
He mumbled, his voice awkward and unsure.

But before he could say anything further, Seishu cut him off, panicked.

“Don’t worry!”
Seishu blurted out, waving his hands defensively.

“I-I didn’t see anything! I swear! I kept my eyes shut! Yeah, I didn’t look!”
His words came out in a rush, as if he was trying to get everything out before Takemichi could say another word.

Seishu gulped, his face even redder now, and he couldn’t bring himself to look Takemichi in the eye. He fidgeted awkwardly, his fingers nervously tapping against the wooden stool he was sitting on.

Seeing Seishu’s genuine embarrassment made Takemichi feel a bit relieved, though the situation was still uncomfortable. He let out a small, nervous laugh.

“I-it’s fine… really, I just… didn’t know…”

But Seishu, realizing how flustered he had become, quickly bowed his head, his voice shaky as he muttered.

“I’m sorry, Takemichi… I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable or anything. I just… didn’t want you to stay in those wet clothes.”

In the world Takemichi now lived, it was quite normal for males to see each other naked. Privacy wasn’t much of a concern here, and the norms of this world were very different from what he was used to.

Orcs, for example, would casually walk around completely naked, sometimes even showing off their “member” as a sign of dominance.

The bigger (—😩) it was, the more pride it brought.

X-rated scenes in broad daylight were common, and it was simply the way things worked in this strange, raw world.

It wasn’t considered strange or taboo, even if not everyone engaged in those behaviors.

However, Takemichi was different. He still held on to some of the modesty from his old life, and he had habits and boundaries he preferred to maintain.

(Just a quick reminder —They all still didn’t know that takemichi is from another world.)

Seishu knew this all too well after spending so much time with him. He had already learned about Takemichi’s personality and quirks—what made him comfortable and what didn’t.

For Seishu, what he had done last night—changing Takemichi’s clothes and cleaning him—could be seen as perfectly normal in this world. But it all depended on how Takemichi responded.

“Eh? Wait, Inu-kun, it’s really okay…”
Takemichi finally said, his voice hesitant yet sincere. He felt awkward and a bit nervous, but at the same time, he was grateful for Seishu’s help.

“In any case, I should be thanking you for cleaning me up. Thanks.”

Takemichi looked at him for a moment, then nodded slowly, the awkward tension easing just a bit.

“Thank you, Inu-kun. Really.”

Takemichi managed a small, shy smile, still unsure how to handle the situation. Seishu’s generous act of cleaning him up left him a bit embarrassed, but it also showed how much Seishu cared.

“Y-yeah… no problem. Just… take it easy today, okay? You’ve been through a lot.”
Seishu lifted his head, smiling sheepishly.

Takemichi nodded again, though inside, he couldn’t help but feel the lingering awkwardness. Still, there was a warmth in his chest knowing that Seishu had taken care of him, even in such an uncomfortable situation.

Soon before either of them could say anything more or again, the moment was interrupted by the loud sound of someone bursting into the cave.

Takemichi looked up, startled, to see none other than Baji standing in the entrance.

“Ah, Takemichi, you’re awake! Come eat, and let’s head outside!”
Baji exclaimed, his voice full of excitement and energy.

But then he stopped in his tracks, noticing Seishu standing close to Takemichi, who was still lying on the stone bed. Takemichi’s hand was still resting on Seishu’s arm, making the situation look a little strange.

Baji raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled by the scene.

“Huh? What’s going on here?”
He asked, his tone confused.

Seishu frowned at Baji’s sudden entrance, feeling annoyed by the intrusion. He clicked his tongue quietly, for someone like him—his patience wearing thin, which is quiet shocking.

Cause who would have thought that, That Seishu Inui—Inuipi could act like that?! For someone who looks and act like a cute and innocent puppy all the time.

It was pretty shocking…

But before Baji could ask any more questions or even get a proper explanation, Seishu grabbed him by the arm and, with surprising force, dragged him out of the cave.

Baji barely had time to protest before being pulled away, his voice echoing faintly down the hallway as he disappeared from sight.

Takemichi blinked, still processing everything that had just happened. The awkwardness from earlier had vanished, replaced by the usual chaotic energy of their strange little group.

   

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Takemichi was left speechless, his mind struggling to process what had just happened.

He glanced down at his clothes, still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Seishu had changed him. His face flushed red with embarrassment, though he wasn’t quite sure why he felt that way.

His thoughts quickly shifted, however, as his gaze wandered to the food neatly placed on the wooden plank, resting inside his makeshift drawer.

The flat, thin plank of wood held a modest serving of roasted meat—Takemichi assumed it was some kind of bird, though he wasn’t entirely sure. The scent of the food wafted through the air, and his stomach grumbled in response.

Alongside the meat were a handful of strange, vibrant fruits—ones he had never seen in his original world. He had eaten them before since arriving here, but he still couldn’t help but think of them as “unknown” since they didn’t exist on Earth.

For a brief moment, Takemichi’s mind was still preoccupied with the awkwardness of Seishu’s actions earlier, but the sight of the delicious food quickly distracted him. His embarrassment melted away as his hunger took over, and without a second thought, he dug into the meal.

The rich flavor of the roasted meat and the refreshing sweetness of the fruit made him forget about his earlier discomfort.

Takemichi ate with a smile on his face, savoring each bite.

Yet, as he continued, a faint sense of sadness crept in. He couldn’t help but think about Mikey and Draken, his two boyfriends, who weren’t here with him now.

Yes, Mikey and Draken were officially his boyfriends—something that had surprised even him.

He thought it would take him much longer to accept them, especially considering how different this world was from his old one. But how could he resist when both of them were so handsome?

Their faces were simply too perfect—practically sinful, in Takemichi’s eyes.

(A. We completely agree—)

It wasn’t just their looks either. Mikey and Draken were both incredibly strong, protective, and, despite their rough exteriors, they treated him with a level of care and attention that he had never experienced before.

They spoiled him relentlessly, always making sure he was happy, and in their own way, they were the perfect gentlemen.

Before Takemichi even realized it, he had fallen deeply in love with both of them.

The thought made him blush again, but this time it was from warmth rather than embarrassment. He shook his head, trying to push aside the sadness he felt from their absence.

He had promised them that he wouldn’t stress himself out while they were away, and he intended to keep that promise.

With that thought in mind, Takemichi focused on finishing his meal. The food was comforting, and by the time he was done, he felt much better. His earlier worries seemed far away now, and though he missed Mikey and Draken, he knew they’d be back soon.

He just needed to stay patient.

   

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Seishu could hear Baji’s irritated bickering from outside the a room in the cave that takemichi called—kitchen, his voice rising with complaints about being dragged out without explanation.

But Seishu barely paid him any attention, keeping his expression neutral as he walked away.

Baji’s temper was legendary, but Seishu knew better than to engage, especially now, with Takemichi still resting inside.

It was their cave now, after all.

All of their caves had been connected into one larger dwelling—a space where they could all live together and care for Takemichi.

Seishu made his way to the kitchen area, grabbing the pot of hot water he had boiled earlier. The steam rising from the surface reminded him of the task ahead—preparing everything for Takemichi’s bath.

As he moved about, the events of the previous night came flooding back to him in vivid detail.

  

He’d lied to Takemichi.

  

He knew that much.

  

The words he had spoken earlier, claiming he hadn’t seen anything while changing Takemichi, were nothing but a poor attempt to save face.

   

The truth was far more complicated.

  

Seishu’s face flushed as the memories replayed in his mind, each one more vivid than the last.

He hadn’t expected it—certainly hadn’t planned on it—but the moment Takemichi fell asleep in his arms, exhausted from crying, Seishu found himself in a situation he wasn’t prepared for.

Takemichi had been so vulnerable, clutching onto him as if he were a lifeline, and Seishu could see just how uncomfortable he was in his tear-soaked, sticky clothes.

At first, he had hesitated, thinking it might be too intrusive to change Takemichi’s clothes or wipe him down.

But then, seeing the discomfort etched on Takemichi’s sleeping face—his unease so palpable—Seishu’s instincts had kicked in.

He didn’t mean to do anything inappropriate, he really didn’t. All he wanted was to help, to make Takemichi feel clean and comfortable after such an emotional night.

Still, when he began to undress him, the sight that greeted Seishu nearly made him lose all self-control.

Takemichi’s skin was pale, almost milky white, like untouched snow in the morning light. His body was soft, smooth, and despite the grime of tears and sweat, he smelled intoxicating—a mixture of something sweet and delicate, like a blend of fruit and flowers.

The fragrance clung to him, subtle but undeniable, and it sent Seishu’s senses reeling. His breath caught in his throat as his fingers brushed over Takemichi’s skin, wiping away the remnants of the night’s sorrow.

   

He had never seen anything like it.

  

For a orc, a beastman—a male, Takemichi is way too different. And this is the very first time in his life seeing someone like him

Seishu’s heart pounded wildly in his chest, his face flushing a deep red as his thoughts spiraled. His imagination began to run away from him, conjuring up scenarios that made his pulse quicken.

  

What if he leaned down, just a little closer?

  

What if he allowed his hands to linger, feeling the warmth of Takemichi’s body beneath his fingertips?

  

What if he pressed his lips against that flawless skin, tasting the sweetness he could already smell?

   

Seishu’s hands trembled as these thoughts surfaced, his heart racing with an intensity he had never felt before. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but the temptation was there, gnawing at him.

  

He had almost lost it.

  

If it hadn’t been for Baji’s loud voice echoing through the caves and the reminder of his responsibility to his last patient that night—save him, Seishu wasn’t sure what he might have done.

The sudden interruption had snapped him out of the trance, giving him the clarity he desperately needed to finish the task without crossing any lines.

By the time Seishu finished wiping Takemichi down, cleaned him gently, and dressed him in fresh clothes, he was in a mess—sweat clinging to his brow, his breaths coming in rapid, uneven gasps.

He touched his hot cheeks, feeling the flush of heat but he didn’t do anything—nothing more. Stunned, he stood there for a moment, trying to compose himself, before quickly exiting Takemichi’s room.

And that’s what happened yesterday night, Seishu shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the lingering thoughts of the previous night. The memory of the intense emotions, his own reactions, and the vivid images of what could have happened still lingered were still fresh, even now.

Shaking off his head, he needed to clear his mind.

As Seishu poured the hot water into the stone bath, his face remained flushed, the heat from both the steam and his lingering thoughts making it difficult to cool down.

He could still feel the softness of Takemichi’s skin against his hands, the way his body had felt beneath him—fragile, vulnerable, yet so tempting in ways Seishu had never allowed himself to think about before.

‘This is bad,….. I need to concentrate!’
Seishu thought as he gulped, willing his heart to slow down as he pushed those forbidden thoughts away.

He had managed to keep control last night, but only just. He wasn’t proud of the fantasies that had crossed his mind, but at least nothing had come of them. He had stayed true to his intentions of helping Takemichi, even if the temptation had been overwhelming at times.

Still, the lingering thought of Takemichi’s body and that intoxicating scent was enough to make Seishu’s heart race again.

He shook his head—again, trying to focus on the task at hand, preparing everything for Takemichi’s bath, and hoping the steam would mask the flush that refused to leave his face.

   

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He had already prepared Takemichi’s bath, filling it with warm water just the way he knew Takemichi liked it.

Seishu had noticed that Takemichi enjoyed taking a bath both morning and night, a small but comforting routine that seemed to help him feel refreshed and relaxed.

Even if Draken hadn’t specifically asked him to maintain this routine, Seishu would have done it anyway—partly out of his own desire to please Takemichi and ensure his comfort.

Meanwhile, Baji had calmed down and was now pouting slightly, his earlier irritation fading into a more subdued mood.

When he saw Takemichi emerging from his room, a smile spread across his face. He approached Takemichi with the flat plank of wood still in his hand, the one used to serve the food earlier.

“Morning, Takemitchy!”
Baji greeted enthusiastically in English, this word was taught by takemichi.

His mood brightening at the sight of Takemichi. He held out the plank, his previous annoyance completely forgotten.

“Here, I brought this for you.”

Takemichi, still feeling a bit shy but grateful, accepted the plank with a warm smile.

“Thank you, Baji-kun. I really appreciate it”
He said softly.

Baji’s face lit up even more at Takemichi’s thanks. He looked genuinely pleased, his earlier irritation now completely replaced with a look of satisfaction.

“No problem! I’m glad you’re up. You should eat before we head out.”

Takemichi nodded, feeling a mix of gratitude and embarrassment at Baji’s attention. The small exchange was a comforting reminder of the support and camaraderie he had found in this world, despite the earlier confusion and the challenges that lay ahead.

With the breakfast now in hand, Takemichi headed toward the area where Seishu had prepared his bath, ready to start his day with a renewed sense of normalcy and comfort.

Baji paused for a moment, a thoughtful look crossing his face.

“Hey Takemichi, I’m going out hunting later. If you need anything, just let me know, and I’ll bring it back for you.”
He gazed at Takemichi with a gentle expression.

Takemichi’s initial shyness melted away at the mention of hunting.

“Can’t you take me hunting with you?”
He set down the wooden bowl with a clatter, his eyes lighting up with eagerness.

“Hunting is too dangerous. I can’t keep an eye on you all the time. It’s safer for you to stay here.”
Baji shook his head firmly.

Takemichi’s face fell slightly, but Baji quickly added…

“Hmm—Ah! I almost forgot. I’ve asked Muxiang to help take care of you. She’s a female wolf, probably around your age. I thin the two of you could get along well.”

Takemichi’s thoughts drifted back to past dangers in the forest, where Draken and Mikey had come to his rescue.

He remembered his resolve to avoid such perilous situations unless absolutely necessary. He knew he was too weak to contribute much and might even be a hindrance.

Disappointed, he lowered his head and responded softly.

“Okay.”

“Don’t be sad, Takemichi. I’ll be back soon. Besides, Inui is here too. I’ll bring you some crispy and sweet fruits.”
Baji reached out and gently ruffled Takemichi’s hair.

Takemichi looked up, a small smile forming despite his earlier disappointment.

“Actually, Baji-kun, I don’t really need those fruits… If you see any of these”
He said, pulling out a sheepskin atlas and pointing to several plants with potential seasoning uses.

“could you bring them back for me?”
He continued.

“Hmmm”
Baji studied the atlas, memorizing the images of the plants.

“Got it. I’ll keep an eye out for them.”

He left a bone knife with Takemichi for self-defense and went over a series of instructions. After exchanging a few parting words with Seishu, Baji left reluctantly.

If it weren’t for the need to stock up on food for winter, he would have preferred to stay and spend time with Takemichi.

Soon after Baji’s departure, Muxiang arrived.

She was a young female wolf with dark fur and bright, expressive eyes. Her smile was warm and inviting, instantly making Takemichi feel a bit more at ease.

Despite his earlier reluctance, he found comfort in her presence, knowing that he wasn’t entirely alone while Baji was away.
 
  
  
   

༻﹡﹡To Be Continue…﹡﹡༺

  
     
        
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Author’s Note:
   

Hey there! You can just call me Han—I know “000hanako000” is a bit long, and “000” (triple zero) sounds a little too much.

Idk, just call me what you feel comfortable.

So yeah, as you’ve probably noticed, I’ve been around for almost two chapters now, helping Vil wrap things up.

And as you might’ve realized, we didn’t originally plan for such a steamy scene in the previous chapter and this chapter. But since parts of the original novel played out like this, we figured, “Why not include something similar here?”

That’s pretty much how it happened while we were writing.

*Chief kiss 💋*

Vil was actually the one who started it. When I came back the next day, those scenes were already there! My role was just to improve them and make it as less cringe as possible, haha.

As always, let us know what you think of this chapter.
(My beloved Readers here~)

We might not always reply, but we definitely read and appreciate your feedback.

Anyway, that’s all for now!

Thanks for taking the time to read this! Now, on to the next chapter!