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Hi~

Yes, we are still translating the new volume of Otome Youkai Zakuro, however, there has not been any new chapters released yet... I believe Hoshino Lily-sensei is still on her maternity leave since Kigurumi Boueitai is also on a hiatus. All I can say is that we have to wait... Sorry.

OMG this is so sweet. Thank you so muchh 😍

Unbound

Hiccup knew Astrid’s body well before they married.

For many awkward years he knew it through unbridled staring: he’d lurk in the forge and map her figure in his mind’s eyes as she developed. It filled him with shame and lust and then more shame. An early adolescence of self-loathing and want.

Then he knew her eyes. Blue, like the southern seas; like the rockless beds of the Waterlands. He had caught her attention in the worst way. They would pin him with a narrow, dark stare full of judgement and disappointment. Exasperation. The occasional amusement.

Her hands were next. First, shoving, pulling, grabbing, throwing. Angry, frustrated, and fed up. They became fond – seemingly overnight – and he memorized how the pads of her fingers felt against his neck, the feel of her scratchy, moist palm clamped against his, the nails that drew patterns through his scalp.

He learned of her lips, easy to grin and easy to scowl, and oh so warm and sweet. How they would deliver kisses, pithy and drawing, unexpected and well-deserved. How they felt on his shoulders, and on his chest, and on his thighs.

When the time came, he soaked in the weight of her. In his arms, pressed to his body, surrounding him. He witnessed her scars and her freckles and the strength of her core and her fleshy hips and the honey blonde hair ornamenting her body. He fell in love with every piece of her, well before and long after they married.

But never had he been intimate with her whilst her hair was down. Racket meetings on foreign islands, overstepping bounds in moments of privacy, quick and desperate unions on Berk soil… all of them with her braids frayed and loosened, but clearing her face.

Once, by accident, he had seen her with her hair down, and it was an intimate, blessed moment, but a moment he wouldn’t get to repeat until their wedding.

Even now Hiccup stared, a week after consummation, as Astrid ran a brush through her crimped locks in the early dawn. They had nearly three weeks left of hjunottsmanathr, but Hiccup was becoming painfully aware that this would be a rare occurrence for him; he may possibly be the first Night Owl chief and his wife – his traditional, Hooligan wife – was an early-to-bed, early-to-rise sort of gal. Their hours had aligned for the time being, but all too soon duty and habit would come calling.

He vowed in the first couple days that he would use the month to revel in her unbound hair. He would drink in the excitement of having the loose, golden fall brush over him, to witness it splayed across pillows and cascading down her shoulders. He’d even take it now: calm and still, soaking up the morning light as bone teeth ran through her tangles over and over.

His arm reached out and his fingers brushed the heavy mane. Astrid slowed her strokes.

“Hey,” she greeted.

“Hey.” His focus remained on her hair, threading his fingers through the long cut even as his peripheral acknowledged she tried to catch his eye. If he stared long enough, he’d find a pattern to her highlights. Already he tried to gauge its weight, how heavy it felt, thick between his knuckles. There was so much of it he thought it a task in itself to keep it bound.

“I was thinking of trying some new braids…” she let the comment trail and the heat of her scrutiny prickled sharper than the morning sun on his cheek.

“Don’t,” came his immediate response. A moment later he added, “I mean, wait. Please.” He didn’t feel like elaborating further; she was baiting him into banter he didn’t feel like participating in.

Astrid hadn’t bothered tying her hair up since their wedding. He’d sorely miss it when the braids returned. She looked young, fresh, and something of the girl Hiccup had admired from afar – like a beautiful stranger. Except she was his wife now. Perhaps that stemmed his fascination.

He swiped his fingers along her neck as he gathered the mass in one hand. He raked his nails through it, watching as curled strands escaped to rest against exposed, freckled shoulders. He could do this. He could touch her hair, unbound. A small, young part of Hiccup marveled, because ten years ago this very experience was something he hadn’t dare imagine.

Astrid hummed. “If you keep touching my hair, I’ll have to wash it again.”

Hiccup traced the shell of her ear, drawing in wisps.

“Well, it has been about a week, hasn’t it?”

“I hadn’t been keeping track.”

Do you already know at least the main characters? If yes, try Shinsengumi Crisis arc, Baragaki arc, Vacation arc, Courtesan of a Nation arc, Dekobokko arc, Mitsuba arc, Yoshiwara in Flames arc, and the most important ones, Shogun Assassination and Farewell Shinsengumi arc.

(contd.) There is no order BUT you have to watch Shogun Assassination arc first then Farewell Shinsengumi arc. Other than that you’re free to choose what arc to watch first.

As stated better here, the anime will take a two weeks break from the usual tv broadcast, but on 5th August there will be a special event in which both episode 18 and 19 will be shown to the fans!