111. Take Hazuka to the temple and marry her.

Greed/Greed Chapter 3: It belongs in a museum.

I love Hazuka I realized then. She’s smart and funny, with just the right amount of naughty to make life interesting. I don't care if she's greedy; if I have to shower her in gold to make her love me, then that's exactly what I was going to do. Committing my resolve I grabbed the rest of my treasure and carry it onto my tiny house.

"Kenji!" Kouki exclaims as she saw me with the stack of gold and gems, but before either of them could speak I dropped to one knee and let it all flow around Hazuka's feet.

"Hazuka," I said somberly grabbing her shocked hand and looking up into her beautiful violet eyes. "I don't care if you think my love is a joke, or if all you care for is gold and jewels. I can't live another moment without you being next to me every minute of every day." Then, as if by fate among the bounty on the floor I see a gorgeous silver ring with an amethyst that exactly matches the color of her eyes. I gently picked it up and slid it onto her ring finger as I asked looking back up hopefully, "Hazuka Daishi, will you marry me?"

Her eyes teared up joyfully and she cried, "Kenji, I don't think your love is a joke and I'd marry you if you were a Yuan-less flea-ridden beggar." She was starting to break down and then lunged to put her arms around me. "Yes, of course, I'll marry you!" I can see Kouki joyfully crying as well, then Hazuka pulled back to be able to kiss me wetly over and over.

When we parted and she had regained a bit of her composure I scooped her up, right off the floor into my arms, and carried her to the door. "Where are we going?" she asked.

"To get married," I repeated happily and cautiously swung sideways through the door without hitting her head or feet.

"Wha... Right now?" she said shocked, but not resisting as I tromped across my half plowed field.

"I said I couldn't wait another minute so I won’t," I answered happily and she laughed and kissed me more with Kouki in the background wishing us well from the doorway as I carried my bride to be all the way to the ruined temple.

As I hoped the monk was there when we arrived, just standing there gazing out over the cliff watching the beautiful sunset exactly as I had done so many times before. He turned to face us and only now did I return Hazuka to her feet. "Mister Matsumoto, Miss Daishi, how can I help you both?"

"I want you to marry us; right now," I declared proudly. Hazuka grinning at me broadly.

"Congratulations!" He cheered and came up to us. "Of course! But where is the bridal gown? Surely you cannot get married in just these old common clothes?"

"I always did want a pretty white dress," Hazuka said wistfully.

"I'll buy you one later," I said and knew as soon as I said it that it sounded selfish and rude.

She scowled, but luckily before she could argue the monk interjected. "I just so happen to have a spare robe," he said and reached behind a rock and pulled out. "It had ripped and I was going to repair it, but now I think with just this spare veil it might be perfect." He handed the pile of white clothing to her and then looked at me saying, "We shall leave to allow you to change."

Taking the hint I walked away along with the monk to stand just outside the ruins while she tried on the robe. Looking at him I couldn't imagine how such male formal ware would work for a dress, but whatever. As long as she was happy.

"She will be," the monk said cryptically.

"What?" I asked wondering what he meant.

"Happy," he responded. I must have been mumbling my concerns aloud.

I dismissed it and then heard Hazuka call out, "I'm ready." We went back in and I was stunned. The large white robe without the under layers hung off her shoulders, showing a generous amount of flesh down her chest, and was held onto her breasts by just a few large rope ties. Looking down I could see the tear in the fabric that the monk had mentioned, but while it would have looked silly on a monk it was perfect for a sexy dress. One long bare leg extended out well past her knee and the rest of the fabric pooled at her feet since it was made for someone much taller.

"You look beautiful!" the monk said pushing me up to her while I was speechlessly gawking at her. Hazuka lowered her head and probably blushed, but I couldn't exactly see her clearly as she wore a veil draped over her head without the hat. The monk was right, she was stunning.

Without wasting any time the monk brought us right up to an ancient stone altar and chanted something in a long-dead language before addressing me again. "Kenji Matsumoto, do you take Hazuka to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish, in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do," I said confidently as I looked down at her smiling face barely visible through the white veil.

He continued, now looking at Hazuka, "And do you, Hazuka Daishi, take Kenji to be your lawfully wedded husband, to cherish and obey, to serve faithfully through pleasure and sorrow for as long as you both shall live?"

Hazuka only blinked for half a moment, surprised by her different vows, but still clearly responded back in her sweet strong voice, "I do."

"Then I now pronounce you man and wife," the monk said before adding as he touched my shoulder, "You may now impregnate the bride." His touch was like a spark and suddenly something terrible inside of me broke free as he stepped away from us.

"What?" Hazuka gasped in a confused laugh as if he had been joking, but those words were music to my ears.

"Don't mind if I do!" I responded hungrily and threw off her veil and kissed my pretty new wife with ravenous desire. She was startled, but happy to accept my tongue a moment after it slithered through her amorous lips to writhe against hers. What she didn't approve of was my hands grabbing at the improvised dress and pulling it hard causing the tear that only went up to her thigh to now extend past her navel.

She pushed back against me, freeing her mouth from mine and complaining, "Hey! You don't really think..." That was as far as she got before my cock which I whipped out with just dropping my pants slightly pushed into her panty clad pubic mound. "Ahhh," she gasped in pleasant surprise.

"I have to have you," I moaned into kissing the nape of her smooth delicate neck. Then one hand slid my fingers under her panties, through her curly bush to pull the soft cotton barrier aside. Hazuka relented, just moaning under my kisses until my cock pierced up inside her. I felt my head meet a tight ring of flesh that ripped open as I pressed and her nails dug into my back through my shirt. Any harder and she would have drawn blood, though I could tell I had with her.

That tangy smell of iron wafted up to me and set my heart ablaze. I thrust into her hard, having a need to coat myself in her blood and I knew she was drawing some from me with her hot claws digging into me. All I knew then was the delightful sound of her combined painful and pleasurable cries and the feel of breaking in and ravaging her tender **** flesh.

Then my world ignited and I felt the rush of my orgasm filling my head with the pounding of my heart as my cock swelled with semen. But there was something else, a warning bell going off that there was danger. I as I saw the monk come back up to me, but was paralyzed in that moment like time had stopped, though he seemed to be calmly walking about unimpeded. Then from his sleeve, he extracted a small black cube and I could tell it was a trap. I tried to move, to flee, out of this soul and into the other that was connected to this one. I was out of my head and almost away when the monk pressed the cube to the small of my spine.

Then I snapped back into my proper place in my brain while the other entity used my voice to scream in pain and terror, its last act before being pulled out of my body. As an **** contrast to that excruciating sensation, my body trembled as I finally released my seed a moment later. The deliriously amazing pleasure of my climax, combined with the exultation of being freed from the clutches of the demonic entity that had begun to dominate me was overwhelming. I went weak in the knees and the world spun around me as everything went dark.

I must have passed out for just a moment, because Hazuka was naked on top of me, kissing me with a still purple sky behind her as the first stars came out. "Sorry, I think I fainted," I apologized.

"I almost did too," she said excitedly. Then whispered, "when you put your baby in me."

"What?" I asked. It was only our first time. I know that's how they're made, but I also know it only happens sometimes, though maybe I was a little more ignorant of the details on why that was than most.

"The monk said he could tell as he left," she explained simply. "He also told me you'd be alright as you just over-exerted yourself."

"Oh... Yeah..." I said nervously and wondering if I should tell her about the oni and everything else that had happened.

Then Hazuka stood up and picked up her clothes from where she must have set them when she'd changed into her 'dress'. "You ruined my wedding dress and a pair of my favorite panties," she said as if she was cross, but the smile on her face didn't fade even for an instant. She giggled her boobs into her bra before she threw her old dress over her head. "You know you're going to pay for those right?"

I stood up and tucked myself back into my pants with a sigh. She was still the same old Hazuka. Reaching into my pocket I found a few coins left. "So what am I going to owe you?" I asked with a drool groan.

She took my arm and interlaced it with hers. "Don't be silly. All your money is my money now that we're married. So since you have no other way to pay me I guess I’ll just have to charge you with breakfast in bed." Then she walked me back to her house where I did eventually make her that breakfast, though not before we built up an appetite as we were up all night long.