OCXCC Content 社長、お誕生日おめでとう!!

The perfect way to celebrate is with a stroll, cats, and the delightful company of Murasaki.

The little cat Fukuzawa is holding is Gumi, Murasaki's pet, which I mentioned in the first drabble I wrote about Fushiki. And Murasaki is holding Natsume-sensei, she only knows him in his cat form, for Murasaki he's a special cat.

OMAKE

♡Fushiki (Fukuzawa Yukichi x Murasaki Shikibu)♡

★゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★

五節章の暖かな光 The Warm Light of the Afternoon

The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains of their home, bathing the room in a warm, golden light. Fukuzawa had arrived early, something unusual given his responsibilities at the Agency. His usual serene and solemn demeanor seemed softened as he crossed the threshold of home, as if leaving the weight of the world at the door allowed him to relax.

Murasaki was in the kitchen, preparing a cup of tea while he sat on the tatami in the living room. His gray eyes followed her with a calm expression, but his gaze was warmer than what he usually showed at the Agency. “Thank you for this,” he said, his low, steady voice filling the comfortable silence between them.

She approached with the cups of tea and sat down next to him. For a moment, the silence continued, broken only by the soft sound of porcelain against the table. “Is everything okay at the Agency?” she asked gently, noticing the slight tension in his shoulders.

“It’s been a long day,” he admitted, letting out a sigh. But his expression softened when his eyes met hers. “But now that I’m here, it feels… different. Lighter.”

Murasaki smiled at his words and, without thinking too much, reached out to gently stroke his cheek. Fukuzawa closed his eyes at her touch, leaning slightly into her palm, as if the simple gesture was enough to soothe any worry he might have carried with him. “You’re too good at taking care of others,” she said softly. “You should allow yourself to rest more often.”

Fukuzawa slowly opened his eyes, a spark of tenderness reflected in them. “You’re right,” he conceded, leaning toward her until his lips brushed against Murasaki’s in a gentle kiss. It was a slow gesture, full of restrained affection, as if the world had stopped just for the two of them.

The kiss gradually deepened, and one of his hands found its way to her waist, pulling her closer. The room filled with a warmth that didn’t just come from the afternoon sun, but from the connection they shared. His lips were firm yet gentle, and the unhurried rhythm of his movements showed that he wanted to take his time, savoring every moment with her.

When he pulled back slightly, his breath brushed against her skin. “You’re important to me,” he whispered, his words resonating with an honesty that made Murasaki blush. “More than I can express with words.”

She leaned toward him, leaving a kiss at the corner of his lips before replying, “And you are to me.” The moment was perfect, a blend of quiet romance and simmering passion that they shared only when they were alone.

The rest of the afternoon melted into a succession of kisses and warm touches, with Fukuzawa revealing a softer, more vulnerable side that he reserved only for Murasaki. In those moments, the stoic leader of the Agency disappeared, leaving a man deeply in love and grateful to have her by his side.

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五節章の暖かな光 La luz calida del atardecer

El sol de la tarde se filtraba a través de las cortinas de su hogar, bañando la habitación con una luz cálida y dorada. Fukuzawa había llegado temprano, algo inusual considerando sus responsabilidades en la Agencia. Su porte habitual, sereno y solemne, parecía suavizado al cruzar el umbral del hogar, como si dejar el peso del mundo en la puerta le diera permiso para relajarse.

Murasaki se encontraba en la cocina, preparando una taza de té mientras él se sentaba en el tatami del salón. Sus ojos grises la seguían con una expresión tranquila, pero su mirada era más cálida de lo que acostumbraba mostrar en la Agencia. “Gracias por esto”, dijo, su voz baja y acompasada llenando el silencio cómodo entre ambos.

Ella se acercó con las tazas de té y se sentó junto a él. Por un momento, el silencio continuó, roto solo por el suave sonido de la porcelana contra la mesa. “¿Todo bien en la Agencia?”, preguntó con suavidad, notando la ligera tensión en sus hombros.

“Ha sido un día largo”, admitió, dejando escapar un suspiro. Pero su expresión se suavizó cuando sus ojos se encontraron con los de ella. “Pero ahora que estoy aquí, se siente… diferente. Más ligero”.

Murasaki sonrió ante sus palabras y, sin pensarlo demasiado, extendió una mano para acariciar suavemente su mejilla. Fukuzawa cerró los ojos ante su toque, inclinándose ligeramente hacia su palma, como si el simple gesto bastara para calmar cualquier preocupación que pudiera haber llevado consigo.

“Eres demasiado bueno cuidando de los demás”, dijo en voz baja. “Deberías permitirte descansar más a menudo”. Fukuzawa abrió los ojos lentamente, una chispa de ternura reflejándose en ellos. “Tienes razón”, concedió, inclinándose hacia ella hasta que sus labios rozaron los de Murasaki en un beso suave. Era un gesto lento, lleno de afecto contenido, como si el mundo se hubiera detenido solo para ellos dos.

El beso se profundizó gradualmente, y una de sus manos encontró su camino hacia su cintura, atrayéndola más cerca. El ambiente se llenó de una calidez que no venía solo del sol de la tarde, sino de la conexión que compartían. Sus labios eran firmes pero gentiles, y el ritmo pausado de sus movimientos mostraba que quería tomarse su tiempo, disfrutando de cada momento con ella.

Cuando se separó ligeramente, su aliento acarició su piel. “Eres importante para mí”, dijo en un susurro, sus palabras resonando con una honestidad que hizo sonrojar a Murasaki. “Más de lo que puedo expresar con palabras”.

Ella se inclinó hacia él, dejando un beso en la esquina de sus labios antes de responder: “Y tú para mí”. El momento era perfecto, una mezcla de romance tranquilo y pasión latente que solo compartían cuando estaban solos.

El resto de la tarde se perdió en una sucesión de besos y caricias cálidas, con Fukuzawa mostrando un lado más suave y vulnerable que guardaba solo para Murasaki. En esos momentos, el líder estoico de la Agencia desaparecía, dejando a un hombre profundamente enamorado y agradecido por tenerla a su lado.

★゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★

this whole family gets in on some amazing labyrinth cosplay!

http://imgur.com/TmdaK9X

DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED THE LAST TIME I CAME TO YOU WHEN I WAS SAD.

I went to Fushiki the other day.  Check it out.