The journey of two non-mainstream perverts...
The male protagonist is a blood owl, and the female protagonist, a native woman, is of course also a pervert.
There is no love scene, the male protagonist is an older brother, the kind that is related by blood.
I originally wanted to be a legitimate prostitute, but after thinking about it, I realized that the feelings between such perverts cannot be easily classified and summarized clearly in one word.
It's not appropriate to say either way, because between the two of them, all the people and things in the world should be together, and you are the only one who is meaningful to me... This is not considered love.