Let me reintroduce myself.
My name is Mizuha Tazawa.
I am 19 years old, a blossoming female university student.
My special skill is “pretending to sleep.” Not only can I maintain natural sleeping postures and breathing while faking it so no one notices, but I can remain completely unresponsive no matter what is done to me during that time.
I can endure everything and continue with zero reaction, letting anything be done to me.
Even if someone hits me or pinches me to wake me up, or suddenly makes loud noises right next to my ear.
Even if they touch me all over or do various “naughty things” beyond that.
Whether it hurts, tickles, is too bright, too loud, surprising, or feels good.
No matter what is done to me, I can keep “sleeping” without giving any response from my side.
I do feel everything properly with my body… but I can separate that from my consciousness and reactions, staying motionless and unresponsive.
I didn’t train for it or anything… I’ve just been like this since I was little.
When I was small, I used this to play pranks — pretending to sleep, waiting for family or friends to let their guard down thinking “She’s asleep,” then suddenly jumping up to surprise them.
I lived like a bit of a mischievous brat, but one day a major event happened that would greatly change my life.
…Well, to be honest, what changed was my sexual preference.
I won’t go into too much detail, so I’ll summarize.
The town I live in is quite rural, with active agriculture.
After my father and mother got married, they moved to this town where my father’s family home is located.
My father’s side originally came from a farming family… and quite a wealthy one at that.
They own an impressively large area of rice paddies and fields.
They still cultivate them, growing rice and vegetables for a living.
My parents themselves don’t work in agriculture though.
Father left home and then married Mother.
They lived in a regular newly built house as a dual-income couple.
But it’s not like they’re on bad terms with Father’s family.
In fact, they get along very well, and we frequently meet with the relatives, play together, and chat.
Father just had things he wanted to pursue in university, so he didn’t choose the farming path.
I heard they supported him without any opposition.
So, our relationship with the relatives remains good to this day.
Especially during harvest season, they bring us fresh vegetables, fruits, and rice.
Then it turns into a drinking party, and they end up staying the night at our house as a set.
By the way, we are completely estranged from Mother’s side of the family.
There were various things in the past, mainly regarding my parents’ marriage.
The details… maybe next time.
With that kind of background, Father’s relatives — the uncles and aunts — often come to visit and hang out.
And it happened during a drinking party a few years ago.
That day, I was chatting as usual with the uncles who were making noise at home during the drinking party.
Even though agriculture has become more mechanized, it’s still mostly physical labor, so all the uncles have quite sturdy builds.
They are muscular, with impressive biceps they proudly show off.
…Though many of them have big bellies.
It’s because of their age and because they all love beer.
Can’t be helped.
“Still, you’ve really grown up, Mizuha-chan.
Uncle has known you since you were so small, but time really flies.” “Yeah, kids grow up so fast.
And she’s become so seductive too.” “Oh come on, you uncles are so smooth… Even if you flatter me that much, the only thing you’ll get is Dad’s treasured plum wine!” “Wait a minute, Mizuha, how do you know about that… No way, okay?
No plum wine either!
Hey, you guys, don’t change your expressions like that.
Don’t make faces like ‘I heard something good.’ I’m not giving you any, got it!?” While the uncles with reddened faces from alcohol chatted happily with Dad like that… it happened afterward.
That night, Mom went to bed early because she had something early the next day.
Little Yuichi liked the uncles but hated the smell of alcohol and drunk people, so he quickly retreated to his room and slept.
I couldn’t stay up too late either, so I wrapped things up at a reasonable time and returned to my room.
I had already taken a bath earlier, so I changed into my pajamas and immediately lay down on the bed.
A few minutes later.
One of the uncles who was staying over, Uncle Yusaku, came into my room.
(Eh?
What?
Why?) It wasn’t the first time the uncles stayed at our house.
They come every two to three months for drinking parties that go late, so they should know exactly what to do.
They usually sleep in the spare room prepared for guests.
They know the room and where the futon is kept.
So why did he come to my room…?
While I was wondering, Uncle Yusaku sat down on the edge of my bed and started talking one-sidedly, “Hey Mizuha-chan, listen to this.” At that point, I sensed it might be troublesome, so I continued pretending to sleep… but he kept talking anyway.
Apparently, Uncle had been arguing a lot with his wife (Aunt) lately.
The reasons varied — household matters, child-rearing, the children’s future, and many other things.
It didn’t seem like they were on the verge of divorce.
Just that they had frequent little quarrels, so they were keeping some distance.
And… perhaps because of that, Uncle seemed to have been “out of luck” for quite a while.
He was drunk, his eyes hazy, his judgment and self-control questionable… but I found it bothersome to listen and was sleepy, so I continued pretending to sleep.
…I even planned to actually fall asleep, but I couldn’t because he kept talking.
What a pain, it’s already midnight… I was thinking that when— “Mizuha-chan, you’ve become so seductive… You’re already a full-grown woman.” “Hey Mizuha-chan, comfort your uncle, won’t you?” “You used to say ‘When I grow up, I’ll marry Uncle!’ right?
I won’t ask you to actually marry me… Just for today, be a substitute for my wife.” Saying that, he started touching my body.