- Alternative:Samurai From Edo, Passionate Caresses Remain in Season / 江戸のトリップ侍、令和でもイキな愛撫で候。
- Author:Okonogi Happa(Story&Art)
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- Status: Completed
- Genres: Time Travel , Samurai , Dram
Samurai From Edo, Passionate Caresses Remain in Season Manhua
Yuri had always felt like she was living in the shadows of her vivacious friends, her own light dimmed by insecurities and self-doubt. But all of that changed the day she stumbled upon the old shamisen in her grandmother's room. As she strummed its haunting melody, she felt a surge of emotions welling up within her, a newfound sense of purpose stirring in her heart.
And then, he appeared. Asuka, the samurai from Edo, burst into her life like a tempest, his presence commanding and his eyes penetrating her very soul. His arrogance amused her, his charm intrigued her, but it was the way he saw her - truly saw her - that ignited a fire within Yuri that she had never experienced before.
Their encounters were like a dance, a delicate balance of push and pull, desire and restraint. Asuka's passionate kisses left her head spinning, his touch awakening a hunger she never knew she had. Each moment with him was a whirlwind of emotions, a rollercoaster of intensity that both exhilarated and terrified her.
But lurking beneath Asuka's enigmatic facade was a secret, a mystery that threatened to unravel everything they had built. And as Yuri delved deeper into his world, she realized that their love was not just a reckless affair, but a connection that spanned centuries, a bond that transcended time itself.
With each passing day, Yuri found herself torn between her present reality and the intoxicating allure of a past she barely understood. As Asuka's grip on her heart tightened, she knew that their love was a force of nature, unstoppable and all-consuming.
Together, they embarked on a journey that would test the limits of their courage and the depths of their emotions. And as they stood on the precipice of the unknown, Yuri knew one thing for certain - no matter what obstacles they faced, their love would endure, an unbreakable thread weaving through the fabric of time itself.
