[YUZUKI]
Yuzuki Fukada always took pride in the fact that nothing ever shocked her, no matter how unhinged things ever got. And today was supposed to be like any other day since she had woken up.
Her Matsui was already here, and frankly, all she had to do was work her way to her. But even that now seems like a dangerous thing to pursue because of the woman that Rinko had just mentioned to be Yuzuki's beloved.
What the actual hell was she supposed to do about this anyway?
Maybe this was it for her.
"Ishiguro, find me better options. I don't want to start mingling with the citizens, especially in the middle of a war we have to stay focused on. The rest of you, make sure your departments are running well and with no embezzlement.
"... because if I find anything there, even the moon will weep for you," Yuzuki said before dismissing the council.
She had wanted to tell them that they needed to go visit Kazuya, but that would be suspicious in the way that she and Ayami had last seen each other.
Of course, they could hide it, but there was only so much that the apparent Kurayami servant could do in Yamashita without being noticed, especially with the kind of magic Yuzuki was wielding right now.
Maybe she was insane for this, but what the fuck was she supposed to do?
It had been six months since she had woken up, and nothing had moved for her. Kazuya was still sitting on that darn throne, and Ayami was still serving him loyally and fiercely.
Yuzuki had wanted to take time for herself, but this was just not what she had envisioned. Defeatedly, Yuzuki headed for her chamber. Maybe the woman who called her Zura would know what this was about, right?
Maybe she would be her way into the very thing that brought Kazuya down in the cruelest of ways, no?
But even so, she had to be very careful and smart about everything she did, because otherwise she would be doomed before her foot got her through the front door of whatever she had to do to get to Kazuya.
'Dammit, I don't even have Kuramitsu's memories of this woman,' Yuzuki sighed as she got closer.
Granted, she could use the memory loss from downing kinda shit, but she wasn't sure it would hold with the woman. Maybe it was a test for her, but why was it the one test that she hadn't wanted to be a part of?
Oh, Yuzuki.
"Where is she?" Yuzuki asked when she saw Rinko guarding her chamber door.
She wasn't expecting this, honestly, but then a girl could dare and hope for a peaceful morning, couldn't she? Then again, in a timeline that was more of her second life than anything, she had to be ready.
And fuck it if she let herself be bested again.
"Inside… Your majesty, do you need…" Rinko trailed off carefully. She knew that this was not exactly what Yuzuki must have envisioned when she woke up. But life didn't always sit around waiting for people to be ready. It was sometimes messy and crazy and unhinged, and there was only so much they could fight the inevitable.
"No, I'll be fine. Give the servants a day off. I'll call you if I need you," Yuzuki said, and somehow, she felt like she had uttered those same words before and in such a setting, which was weird because in her past life, Matsui was everything to her.
"Thank you, your majesty," Rinko said, and Yuzuki also most asked her why she was insistent on calling her by her title instead of the Yuzu they had gotten to over the past months.
However, she didn't press. Instead, she just nodded and pushed open the door to her chambers. She had to deal with this woman and get things done because she wanted her Matsui back.
The moment Yuzuki opened the door; a familiar waft of vanilla hit her nose. And her body was reacting to it. The scent smelled nothing like Matsui's peach scent, but it was something that had her openly staring.
"Took you long enough, Zura…" the woman trailed off, and Yuzuki just stared.
She was beautiful. So damn beautiful that it was almost a sin to be that beautiful. Though no matter how pretty she looked, she would never be a match to her Matsui's beauty. Never.
"You look like a whore, spreading yourself like that on my bed. If I didn't know any better, I'd say this isn't your first rodeo with a high-ranking official, hmm?" Yuzuki spat out, her spite evident.
Though it was not enough to show just how shocked she was at the words she had let out. It was almost as if she were possessed. Well, to be fair, she was in someone else's body, so perhaps it would work like that, yeah?
"You always liked it when I presented, Zura…" the woman said seductively, stripping herself bare. It was so easy for her to lean into what she was doing, even if Yuzuki was sure she was about to get an aneurysm.
What the fuck had she walked into?
What had the goddess brought her back to?
"Like the little slut you are…" Yuzuki said as she stared at the woman before her. She was meant to sound disgusted, so why in the goddess's name did she sound like she literally wanted to jump the woman?
What the fuck was she even on at the moment?
"Only yours… Only ever been your little slut, Zura," the woman mewled, crawling on the bed to face Yuzuki and give her a better view of her entire body. And fuck was she something else altogether.
"Get dressed and get out," Yuzuki said, making the woman stiffen on her bed.
She had really spread herself out so Yuzuki would get a view of her entire body.
And like an omega striving for praise, she had presented, arched her back and all, spread her legs wide to give Yuzuki access to the one thing the Fukada alpha only ever had one preference her entire life.
"What?" the woman asked in a whimper, and Yuzuki walked closer to the bed, her face stoic and disapproving, making the woman instantly curl into herself, her confidence shattering for a moment before it returned, and boy was she furious.
"You heard me," Yuzuki said stubbornly, a smirk on her face as the woman on her bed stared at her with fury. And in that fury, the named woman angrily got over to where Yuzuki was.
Yuzuki wasn't surprised.
At the very least, she expected a slap on the face for what she had said and how mean she was to the stranger in her bed. But what she didn't expect was for the woman to slam their lips together roughly.
Worse…
For Yuzuki to return the kiss with a matching desperation.
"I knew you wanted me too," the woman said when they pulled back, and Yuzuki's face was flushed.
"Never do that again, woman," Yuzuki growled in warning.
"Even without your memories, you still want me, Zura. I knew you'd never forget me," the woman said, all the traces of anger in her gone.
In her place was a smiling woman who was casually dressing up while maintaining eye contact with the queen of Kuramitsu.
"..."
"But I'll make sure you remember me. Bit by bit, you will, just like your body does. Until then, allow me to introduce myself… I'm Amaya Hirano, your royal omega consort."