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Yui was seated on the tatami mat, moonlight filtering through half-opened shoji screens, casting a long shadow on her hunched figure. The kimono collar was deeply cut, revealing two pale shoulders. Candlelight flickered, stretching her silhouette into a thin line that seemed ready to break. She gazed at her husband's photograph, suddenly feeling a burning sensation in her chest. The flames grew stronger, spreading throughout her body. She trembled as she untied her obi, silk fabric slipping down her thighs, revealing smooth skin. Her finger trailed down her collarbone, brushing against a cherry blossom pendant. That silver chain was once tied by her late husband himself. Blurred vision through tears, she mechanically undid the kimono, revealing her ample bosom. Pink nipples stood erect under the candlelight, like two blooming cherry blossoms. Yui slowly raised her hand, covering her left breast. Her finger caressed the nipple, yet felt a distant presence. A tingling sensation spread from her palm to her entire body, causing a muffled moan to escape her lips. "Yuto... I miss you so much..." She tilted her head back, her throat overflowing with a sweet, broken cry. The other hand moved down to her lower abdomen, then to her most intimate part, hidden beneath the sheer stockings. Her fingernails caught on the edge of the lace panties, and slowly pulled it down. As the last piece of fabric left her body, Yui trembled and placed her palms on the moist petals. She closed her eyes, and her husband's face appeared in her mind. That familiar face became clearer and more real in her thoughts. "I love you...Yuto... I miss you so much..." Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, wetting the tatami mat. Yui's fingers circled the petals, sending ripples of shudders through her body. As the climax hit, she arched her back, her legs nearly meeting her chest. The entire room resounded with her repressed cries. Yui had her back to the wooden door. She was lost in her own world, her body still quivering from the aftermath of the peak. She didn't pause her movements, muttering in a daze, "Yuto... Yuto..." Her snow-white back rose and fell with each shiver, her blonde hair scattered across the tatami, like a scattering of cherry petals in the wind. Her body twisted under the moonlight, as if it didn't belong to this world.