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The Raccoon Ate The Dragon: Part 3


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I was an idiot for going to the meeting place with high hopes when he told me he had something important to talk about on Christmas Eve night.


We had been together for 4 years; I was 26 years old; I was at the right age to get married. He always said, “We’ll get married next year,”. He also mentioned that he was expecting a promotion at the beginning of the year, so how could I not be hopeful?

We would meet at the station, have dinner at a fancy restaurant, and finally he would surprise me with a proposal?

What an idiot I had been for imagining that!

I also hoped that afterwards we would stay in a slightly higher rated hotel? The next day is my day off, so I thought that we would spend the whole night together…Ah I’m really stupid for wearing such an expensive pair of underwear!


I had arrived an hour before our meeting time because I was so excited, but the person who appeared in front of me was a slender, well suited, beautiful woman.

Huh? Huh? Why are Shinjo-san and Fushimi-san together?

Oh, a coincidence? Maybe they ran into each other? …But why are the two of them locking arms with each other?

I think I looked at them with a blank stare. I must have looked pretty dumb.

“I’m sorry, Meiko. This is the way it is, so let’s break up.”


“I’m sorry Tanuki-senpai[1]. Even though I knew you were going out with Shinjou-san, I just couldn’t give up…”

That’s right. I had kept it a secret from the company, but I had told Fushimi-san that I was going out with Shinjo-san in secret… or rather, she found out. Normally, if you already knew, would you still take your senior’s boyfriend?

I mean, what about Shinjou-san?

Would you dump your girlfriend of the right age after 4 years of dating and switch to a younger girl in the same department?

Have you thought about whether you’d have trouble with your previous girlfriend or maybe jeopardize your job?

What a steel mental mentality.

The shock was so great that I was left stunned. All I could say was ‘Oh, yes’.


Maybe it’s because my answer was so simple, and the two of them had a kind of subtle look on their faces, but in the end, with a smug look on their faces, they just left, arm in arm, with only the useless information of ‘I have dinner reservations’.

As for me, I walked around the city in a daze, unable to recover from the shock. The whole city is filled with Christmas excitement. Every shop I walked into was full of happy couples.

I finally found a small tavern in a back alley that didn’t seem to be celebrating Christmas at all.

“Sweetheart, sweetheart, are you okay?”

He gently shook my shoulder and I opened my eyelids. Oh no, I must have fallen asleep.

“Ah! I am having a great time!”

“Are you sure you’re OK?”

I noticed that I was apparently the only one there and the restaurant seemed to be closed for business.

While I was still sober, I managed to pay the bill and walked out of the shop, waving to the landlady who was anxiously seeing me out of the shop.

I shouldn’t have worn high heeled, fashionable shoes.

But still, what time is it? Did I miss the last train?


According to my original plan, I was supposed to be making out with Shinjo-san at the hotel by now. Until a few hours ago, I had no intention of taking the last train home.

Right now, Shinjo-san and Fushimi-san must be flirting with each other~ Having a pillow talk? The thought of me sleeping in bed alone, laughing at myself, made me feel angry and the good feeling of being drunk disappeared.

I am definitely not going to spend tonight alone…. I’m going to do whatever it takes to have sex with a man!

I was originally going to get laid tonight. A random stranger on the street, I’ll definitely eat your dick!

Bold ideas that I normally wouldn’t think of come out of my mouth tonight. Being drunk is amazing.

Once I made up my mind, I had no choice but to find a partner.

I walked down the street, looking around with the eyes of a hunter.

All these guys are walking around with their arms around their partner, what is this! Was there a law that says you can’t walk alone tonight?

If you look around, there are couples all over the place, and if you see someone walking alone, it’s usually an uncle and you hesitate somehow.

I’m going to eat your dick! Although I was enthusiastic and said that but I didn’t mean that I could do it with anyone.

It was at that moment that I found a young man standing at the entrance of a dark building one street off the main road.


I stopped and stared at him.

From a distance, I could see that he was well built, well dressed and older than me. I guessed that he was in his mid-thirties at most…

It was too dark for a rendezvous. He was all alone with no sign of a woman.

Yes! Success!

Once I found my prey, I scolded my shaky legs and hurried down the narrow alleyway in a straight line toward the man.

[1] A senpai is a person who is either older, more experienced, in a higher social position or to a person who has entered the same school or workplace earlier.


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The Raccoon Ate The Dragon: Part 2

♡♡♡ The Raccoon and the Dragon meeting ♡♡♡♡

“Meiko Tanuki, a raccoon, 26, was dumped on Christmas Eve by my boyfriend, who was two years older than me and who I was planning to marry ! Yay!”


“All you ungodly people who are turning a holy night into a sexual night, all of you must perish!”

I say that out loud as I raise my beer mug, and by the way by then I couldn’t remember how many I’ve had so far, and chug it down.

With a resounding laugh, the people around me say: “Good! ‘Yes! Yes! Perish!” and other warm cheers were sent to me.

I put my mug down on the counter and called out to the bar lady in the back: “One more mug, please!

“Oh, little girl, you better stop now.”

“That’s nice. You got a craving for a drink too, young lady. Come on, I’ll buy you a nice piece of chicken. Eat up, eat up.”

“Kyaaah! Thanks, Uncle!”


I ate the yakitori given to me by the old man who was sitting next to me with a mug in one hand that the bar lady served me.

Oh, it was delicious.

This small restaurant was occupied by men in their 50s and 60s on average who were very kind to women who are drinking alone and desperate on Christmas Eve.

Not only the man sitting next to me, but also the group of guys at the table, the guys who had to leave after a couple of drinks had bought me beers and a few knick-knacks.

And most importantly, the bar lady at the counter!

She gently listened to me as I cried woozily after taking a drink as soon as I entered the restaurant.

I had a boyfriend who was two years older than me. He was my senior at work and my mentor when I was a rookie.

He confessed his love to me when my first year as a rookie was about to end, and it was my first relationship.


We have been together for four years.

His name was Shinjo Shinjo.

He was handsome, tall, good at his job, and was called the best young man in the world… Honestly, when he confessed his love to me, I wondered if he was dared to do it as some punishment game.

I had my doubts.

See, I have never been popular.

My nickname since my childhood days has been “Tanuki-chan”, which is a combination of my habitual natural perm, chubby, childish face, droopy eyes, and my last name.


I tried to apply makeup, dress myself up and lose weight with the aim of making my debut in college, but I don’t know if it’s my constitution or my weak will, but I ended up with a chubby body that’s far from slender and it’s still growing.

He told me that I had a cute round face with droopy eyes, that my chubby body was comfortable to hold, that it was soothing and that my particularly large breasts were Shinjou-san’s favorite.

He then did this and that to me…and taught me a lot.

Yes, after I gave my virginity to him, he developed my body a lot!


I had been sweet-talking him about getting married next year, but that bastard, of all things, switched to a new girl in the same department, and one that I was in charge of supervising.

Fushimi Reiko was a beauty in her own right.

She had long, straight black hair and a slender, single-layered face as neat as a doll’s. Her breasts and hips were shaped like a model with long arms and legs. If she stands next to me, stocky and stubby, even though we are both women, the difference is obvious.

In other words, she’s the opposite of me.

If I was a raccoon, Fushimi-san was a fox…or rather; she was too godlike to be a fox.

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The Raccoon Ate The Dragon: Part 1

My head hurts….

A dull and wrenching pain hit me at the same time.

I squirmed and moved my body… but something held me back and I couldn’t move properly.


Something hard, yet soft and warm.

Something that is clearly not a futon.

‘Good morning, did you wake up?’

Because futons don’t talk, right?


Wait, were there ever any talking futons?

How pleasant the baritone voice whispering close to my ear would have been if it wasn’t for the headache.

Right now, it sounds just like a painful echo in my head.


“Are you still sleepy?”


The owner of the baritone voice gently stroked his fingers along my hairline as I moaned with my eyebrows and eyes clenched into a frown.

Oh, that feels kind of nice….

I felt the pain in my head become a little calmer as he stroked me tenderly over and over again.

I buried my face into something hard, soft and warm.

As I was being gently caressed, I was lured back to sleep …

Wait a minute!

No, no, no, no. Don’t fall asleep!

This, This is not a futon!

There are no futon that can touch you like that, definitely not!

When I managed to finally lift my eyelids, which were hard to move, whether because they were puffy or swollen, I opened my eyes and found a neat face popping into my vaguely thin, narrow vision.


Short, glossy black hair that was slightly disheveled, thick eyebrows that were strong-willed, narrrow-slitted, double eyelids that were gently squinted, a high, elegant-looking nose bridge, slightly thick lips that formed an arc, and a flush of blacks underneath that was just so sexy.

Who is this…? I’ve never seen such a handsome man. Huh? Did my boyfriend look like this?

“Your eyes are swollen. I think I made you cry too much last night…I’m sorry, Tanuki[1].”

As soon as I started rubbing my eyes anxious to see if they can open or not, my disoriented memories from just waking from sleep were cleared up in my head and at that exact same time I felt my blood ran cold.


…Yes, that’s right!

Last night, I was drunk and pissed off. I got all worked up and forced this sexy man to have sex with me!

[1] It means raccoon in Japanese

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