Two Hundred And Forty-Six
Doing my best to ignore the stares of the servants, Miyu led through the halls of the modern Japanese mansion. It was styled after the historic mansion, though the difference was apparently in the modern lights and other features. It didn’t take long for the quick patter of footsteps to be heard, and monts later a small figure flew at us, red scarf flapping behind her, still in the uniform of Hanafubuki.
“Miyu-sama, are you hurt?” Koga-san declared, inspecting her carefully, hand reaching out to feel her for wounds. Miyu looked puzzled for a mont, before copying what I had done to Aiko earlier and rapping her gently on the head. This surprised Koga-san, who should have been able to dodge, but Miyu was moving more fluidly now. As Koga-san paused, Miyu managed a smile.
“I am unhurt, I assure you, so there is no need to panic, Michiru.”
“Yeah, don’t worry, I was keeping an eye on her. I’m confident enough to keep her safe, and we didn’t let her face the most dangerous foe.”
At my words, Koga-san frowned at , before smoothing her face and giving a small nod of gratitude. “I am grateful. Even so, I do believe Miyu-sama should not have been put in such a position at all.”“I thought so too.” Miyu agreed. “It was rather awful, and very frightening. But Akio-san is right. I was seemingly in no actual danger. He is very powerful. You have seen that for yourself Michiru, but he was clearly holding back. Mori-san and Suzuki-san told about how he destroyed the strange creature there with ease."
“Well, I didn’t get that way overnight. That’s why you need to grow too, Miyu.” We started heading towards the wing of rooms Miyu had been granted, making small-talk. Apparently Koga-san had also skipped school, as a bodyguard going when her mistress wasn’t present was seen as strange, and she had been waiting here nervously all day, imagining the worst, which made feel a little sorry for her. Yeah, next ti we need to send her a ssage, I can’t believe Miyu didn’t think of that. Then, noble girls live in a different world…
“I should be the one protecting her…” Michiru-san said, her face downcast. “But I am not strong enough. Even with the Koga Ninjutsu my father taught , I would not be able to defeat such a beast…”
“Yet.” I felt a bit sorry for Koga-san, she clearly cared very much for Miyu, and not just as a bodyguard, and I wasn’t one to deny love between two girls, or two guys either, for that matter. People can love who they want, as long as both parties are happy with it. Besides, I lost any moral high ground on relationships the day I had sex with Shaeula, and then Hyacinth, not that I had a problem with it before. “There are…”
“My, cousin Miyu-sama, it is good to see you.” A polite, lodious voice interrupted us, and I turned to see two girls looking at us with curiosity. Both were in the Hanafubuki uniform, yet the style was slightly different, as it was the middle-school variant. One girl looked like a younger version of Koga-san, wearing a similar scarf, yet it was smaller and less flamboyant. On seeing Miyu and Koga-san, her expression hardened, brown eyes expressing resentnt and annoyance. The other was very pretty indeed, with a gentle, delicate face, and petite body, thin and graceful. There’s a slight resemblance to Miyu, makes sense if they are cousins. But Miyu-sama, huh?
“Cousin Honoka-sama…” Miyu said after a mont of hesitation. “… it is good to see you as well.”
Oh yeah, she seems to have a bit of an inferiority complex towards her cousin, doesn’t she? I hesitated, unsure of whether to say sothing, and then Koga-san’s sister spoke, her tone withering.
“Michiru, I hear you were not at school today. Really, you are a disgrace. In public I have to tolerate you, lest you and your mistress sha Honoka-sama and the Fujiwara na, but since you will be living here now, a decision I cannot fathom, I’ll no longer be silent. You are a joke, just like father. You cannot keep anyone safe like that. Such a waste of your natural talents!”
Ouch. That’s got to sting coming from a younger sister. If Aiko said sothing like that to , I’d be upset. Indeed, Koga-san looked unsure and saddened, while Miyu was shrinking back at the aggression. I opened my mouth, having decided to intervene, but Honoka-san was first.
“Kozue, do not be so rude to poor Michiru. You are in front of a guest.” She spared a brief look before turning back to Miyu. “I do apologise for the behaviour of my bodyguard. She has been out of sorts of late. And I believe your sudden decision to move into grandfather’s estate has confused her. I must admit to being surprised too.” She cocked her head inquisitively, even that movent graceful, like a dance. “I also wonder… who is this? Is it perhaps your fiancée, Miyu-sama?”
I choked a bit at that, and Miyu looked similarly unhappy, though she quickly masked it behind a placid expression. “No, Honoka-sama, this is Akio-sama…”
-sama huh? Well, I guess I do have a certain status as her lord, technically speaking. The relationship between these two is hard to work out. They speak to each other pleasantly enough, but Miyu feels inferior to her sister, they both address each other as -sama…
“… he is like Kudou-sama, a special teacher, specialising in matters of… well, not quite faith, but importance.”
I was attracting a glare from Koga-san’s sister, which made Koga-san glance at apologetically, but I winked, assuring her I didn’t take offense, or bla her for it if I did. I suppose considering all the male servants other than bodyguards in the house are old n or won, seeing a man of my age here is worrying for them.
“I see. He’s young for a teacher at our school. Still, grandfather would have vetted him I imagine. Perhaps he is already married?”
“I’m engaged.” I said, and Honoka-san looked surprised I’d interrupt them. “To Fukumoto Hinata, Tsumura Motoko and Hori Natsumi.”
“Oh.” A glimr of recognition passed over her face. “You are that one. Motoko-sama has been rather happy recently now her engagent has been decided, but… I don’t believe you are a noble? Such a sha, her status will be aningless.”
“That is where you are wrong.” Miyu said, surprising everyone, especially her cousin. Honoka-san’s bodyguard reacted strongly to that, but Koga-san moved, and even though she was unable to level up, even the buffs from the basic Chirurgery had made her significantly faster, and so she caught her sister flat-footed, so sort of long needle in her hand, held nacingly towards her sister’s face, who froze, the tip pointing at her eye.
“I will not hesitate to punish disrespect towards Miyu-sama, or Akio-sama.” Koga-san said. “You are my sister, you should understand that if nothing else, Kozue. Father taught us that. One’s master is your only true family.”
“Now, there’s no need for that.” I moved too, and suddenly the needle was in my hand, Koga-san looking puzzled for a mont. Flipping it around I handed it back to her. “Miyu is right.”
At that Honoka-san and her bodyguard looked shocked, likely at my lack of honorifics, or perhaps the speed I displayed. That didn’t stop continuing. “I’m sorry, Honoka-san, I can call you that, right?” She seed unable to answer, perhaps unused to talking to n closer to her own age, but she slowly nodded.
“Great.” I continued. “Anyway, Miyu is right. Motoko will not be disadvantaged in terms of nobility. I have assurances from your grandfather, as well as Ichijou-san. Hinata too. She’ll be treated as a daughter of Takatsukasa now, since her mother is of the direct line. Natsumi should have equal status too. As for … no, I’m not a Japanese noble, but I am engaged to a Princess, so I wouldn’t call common.” That made smile, just saying it.
“He’s a dangerous man, Honoka-sama.” The younger Koga-san spoke up, glaring at . “Not only is he combat trained, but he is also seducing daughters of nobility one after the other. You would do well to stay away from him! You are to inherit Fujiwara house, leave the disgrace to your cousin.”
“Kozue…” Koga-san growled, incensed, but I wasn’t going to let it escalate.
“Yes, I am dangerous, though I must say, the girls seduced .” I made a small joke to lighten the tension. “In terms of combat training…” I turned to Miyu, asking her a question. “Just how much does Honoka-san know about Chosen and what is going on right now?”
“Not much, I’d imagine. Only what we were all asked, whether we were called upon by the kami. Grandfather and the others were subtle, relying on those who knew to understand.”
“Yes, please do explain that to , Miyu-sama.” Honoka-san said. “I understand that it has to do with our new lessons at school, but grandfather has not fully explained it.”
“Well, it is hard to explain.” Miyu said. “We should not discuss this here in the hallways. You do not know who might be listening.”
“I see. Yes, do forgive my rudeness. Kozue, we shall go to my room…”
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This room is… kind of depressing. I glanced around, seeing that while everything was extrely expensive, the bed clearly antique, the bookshelves stuffed with old historical books, the artwork on the walls probably real works by Japanese artists, there was no tv, no computer, no manga or anything for entertainnt.
“… so you lied to grandfather, Miyu-sama?” Honoka-san was shocked, and her bodyguard shifted the glares she had been constantly throwing at back to Miyu.
“I had no choice. You do not know how frightening this all is, Honoka-sama.”
“Honoka-sama would not be afraid!” the little Koga declared. “After all, she is the heir, and better than you at everything! She is no timid coward like ….” She froze as the weight of my displeasure started to smother her, my League making my anger almost tangible in the air. She still managed to step in front of Honoka-san, which was comndable, her legs trembling, face deathly pale, but I was in no mood for this.
“You should be very careful what you say. I’m making allowances as you are a child, but you don’t know anything about the Boundary. Death can co there in a heartbeat if you aren’t prepared. Why, just this morning, Miyu bravely joined in vanquishing a fallen kami, a monster that would have ripped you apart in seconds.” I embellished her role a bit, and Miyu looked a touch ashad, but even so, a little pleased I had stood up for her. “I can see why she made the choice to hide it. But now her grandfather knows. Why do you think she’s here now? A no Uzu chose her, and I’m not exactly religious, but do you think you get to question one of the major kami of our land?”
“The goddess of dance and the arts?” Honoka-san said, intrigued, smiling. “You do look beautiful when you dance, Miyu-sama, I understand!”
“Not nearly as good as you, Honoka-sama.” She replied, her inferiority shining though. “I did think you should have been the one the goddess chose…”
“Well, could you stand and dance in front of enemies who seek your death or the death of those you love, Honoka-san?” I cut off this unproductive contest of modesty. “Miyu has, and will have to again and again. It’s not entirely a blessing. But conversely, Miyu has the chance to be sothing greater, to protect Japan and the world. So, like what I was saying earlier. Hinata, Motoko, Natsumi… they are more noble than ever, as they accept they might have to fight against impossible odds, without even the blessing Miyu enjoys. To protect their family, friends, Japan, the world… you grandfather and the other nobles know this and their resolve. So please, I’d appreciate it if you would treat them with the respect they deserve.” I bowed low, asking for a favour. Humbling myself to a young girl like Honoka-san isn’t a problem, if I can get her to also look out for the others. She likely expects deference, with her status…
“I see. That explains why you have been spending ti with Motoko-sama at school.” Honoka-san said to her cousin, as if a mystery had been answered. “I did wonder, you… well, you like to keep to yourself, Miyu-sama.” She turned to then. “If I may ask, which kami has chosen you, then? Judging by how grandfather trusts you, allowing you in the mansion and to tutor Miyu-sama, it must be an important one.”
Well, I don’t think the kami matters too much, other than the initial ability. It’s more how you manage afterwards, but… “Actually it’s not a Japanese god, but Norse. Tyr, god of war and heroism. I’m not sure it fits, but I’ve been trying my best.”
“How curious. I am not familiar with foreign mythology. So, you are looking after Miyu-sama then. I wonder, will grandfather have you tutor as well?”
“I doubt it.” I shook my head. “I think for now that for the nobility, Fujiwara-san and the others just want you to have a good grounding in the faith and will probably talk more about Chosen Candidates in due ti. It just so happens Miyu happened to be chosen.”
“I at least should be given what my idiot sister has been.” Honoka-san’s bodyguard said, glaring at . “I can tell she is faster and stronger than she should be. I guard Honoka-sama, the heir to Fujiwara House! I should be given priority!”
“Kozue, you should respect your elders!” Koga-san said. “You are not here to make demands of Akio-sama, he has been kind in answering your impertinent questions and demands. A Ninja has no right to…”
“Ninja? What nonsense.” Her sister shot back shrilly. “There are no such things as ninjas. Only old families with old arts. Modern combat techniques are far more useful and systematic!”
Koga-san ground her teeth, annoyed, but Honoka-san put a stop to it, speaking calmingly.
“Enough, Kozue. If Grandfather wishes us to learn, he will no doubt ask Akio-sama here to teach us. when that ti cos…” she bowed impeccably. “… we shall be in your care. Until then…” she smiled. “… I have not had much leisure to speak to my cousin, nor any n. Since grandfather must deem you safe, allowing you within the mansion, I would speak more…”
Miyu looked surprised, but again her upbringing allowed her to mask it. She glanced at , and seeing as I had no particular issues with it, she forced a smile onto her face. “Honoka-sama, that would be fine. We have not talked properly in a long ti…”
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Several hours later we finally entered the Boundary. The talk with Honoka-san had been interesting, definitely. She was quite bold in her own way, rather opposite to Miyu. She had peppered with questions, showing just how sheltered she was, probably even more than girls like Motoko. But in the end she had agreed to make an effort to show that she was friends with my fiancées at school, as well as show a more united front with Miyu. That certainly made Miyu express complicated feelings.
Michiru-san and Kozue-san (it was too confusing to call them both Koga-san, and I was older, so I decided to change the way I addressed them) were involved in a bitter cold war, it seed, despite being sisters and fellow bodyguards to the Fujiwara girls. Still, other than gently chastising them at tis, Honoka-san and Miyu let them argue.
Finally we had left, as apparently it was not proper for us to be in her rooms after a certain hour, and we returned to Miyu’s chambers, where after I listened to so complaining from Michiru-san about her sister, we entered the Boundary, and now…
“This is incredible.” Michiru-san was saying, looking around in wide-eyed awe. We had passed through the mansion to the gardens where Miyu’s anchor was located, the beautiful Buildings shining with silver and rainbow light. “This… this is yours, Miyu-sama?”
“It is.” She looked conflicted at that. “Akio-san provided with the resources to create it, and the knowledge.” Two of her Spires were in the process of upgrading. “It is nothing compared to his though, now is it?”
“Well, it doesn’t need to be. Just do the best you can.” I reassured her. “Eventually I’ll upgrade my Territory to Rank 4, and then I’ll be able to protect this as well. Though that’s a fair way off yet.” Ten million ether isn’t the problem, it’s the fact that I’d be shut down for five thousand astral days. No way that’s safe or feasible… so I need many tis that ether to shorten the ti…
“I must apologise again for my stupid sister.” Michiru-san said, not for the first ti. “She is rebellious, and does not listen to father. She thinks our Ninjutsu is foolish and outdated, and does not respect her elder sister as she should. I find her very frustrating, but so long as she keeps Honoka-sama safe, I suppose I cannot complain too much.” She smiled then, a fresh look on her usually taciturn, surly features. “After all, Kozue was completely thrown off by my speed. It was most satisfying.”
“Well, I’m afraid your path forwards is pretty tough. Unlike Miyu, you are going to have to work on your skills, as you won’t be able to get easy strength from levels. Miyu isn’t really an attacker too, though her Dances can do so damage. I intend to send support over until Miyu is strong and confident enough to stand on her own, but you…” I paused, seeing the hope in her eyes. “Well, do your best, Michiru-san, but don’t get in over your head. If you are injured or die then it’s worthless.”
“No it’s not!” she was offended. “I would gladly die for…”
Seems like I’m doing this a lot recently. I flicked her forehead, hard enough to make her wince. “I’m sure you would. But as a bodyguard, a friend, and soone who loves Miyu, you have to protect her heart too, right? Dying or getting hurt will only wound her heart, and those scars can be harder to recover from that physical injuries. I can heal those.”
Miyu smiled gently, perhaps rembering when she had done the sa and I had told her the sa. “Indeed, Michiru. I have seen the dark side of this place, and it is terrifying. You will simply die. I do not wish for that. Still…” she looked at then. “Your sister and Mori-san did tell much of your own grievous injuries. I fear you do not practice what you preach.”
“You got .” I agreed. “But only because I’m too weak. Just like you. I may be stronger, but until I can deal with any threat without harm, I’m not strong enough. I’m shooting for being totally OP.”
At that reference they were confused, but the words struck a cord with Michiru-san. “I approve of your martial mindset! We must always strive to be stronger than any threat! You have the soul of a bodyguard!” She was shockingly enthusiastic. “There must surely be so way I can grow stronger, there is no way I can allow Miyu-sama to battle while I watch idly by! My heart could not stand it!”
“His sister said the sa thing. She too is apparently limited. I do not claim to understand everything yet…” Miyu said. “… but I have been keeping my eyes and ears open. It seems only those chosen by the kami can gain these levels, and each level makes their bearer stronger. Though there seem to be so exceptions that only you seem able to grant. Your sister can only get eight of these, whereas Mori-san has forty, right?”
“Yeah. It isn’t exactly correct to say I’m the only one who can grant the ability to level to others, but it happened that I gained an ability that could allow soone to earn up to a percentage of my levels, which keep increasing.”
“So, why can I not be granted this? Miyu-sama is your vassal. I found this insulting at first, that the granddaughter of Fujiwara-sama would be treated as such by a commoner, but… you helped Miyu-sama, and have pledged to protect her, so I call you a kindred spirit. Can I not share your gift?”
“I do not think so, Michiru.” Miyu said, troubled. “Else why would his sister, who he is very close to, not be so blessed?”
“Yeah, it has… conditions.” I said, hating talking about this to such sheltered girls, and uncomfortably rembering when Miyu had thought I wanted her body in exchange for my help. “Basically, it has to be a girl I’ve been… intimate with… and love.”
“Your sister?” Michiru was shocked, and I hastily denied it.
“No way! I love my sister, but not like that. I improved my skill and I can grant her a single Rank of the skill based on my love for her. But it doesn’t grow. Eri, Shaeula, Hyacinth and I guess eventually Hinata, Motoko and Natsumi, they can get it after our… consummation, and it continues to grow the more we share.”
Miyu was red and embarrassed by the talk of intimacy, the subject one she had been almost entirely sheltered from, but Michiru frowned, thinking. “So, all I would have to do is open my body to you, and I could grow strong enough to protect Miyu?” She looked up and down, and I felt rather uncomfortable. “My father has told of the dangers of n, but… as a ninja and a bodyguard, I expect no marriage, only to bear an heir to continue the Koga legacy my father handed down. I cannot rely on my foolish sister for that. I am fully aware of how sex is perford, many kinds of it. I can accept…”
“Hang on a minute.” Damn her idiot father, teaching a naïve young girl that sort of thing. Yeah, I definitely get the urge to phone in an anonymous tip to the police on him… besides, Miyu looks rather upset at the thought, even if she is saying nothing. “I’m not going to have sex with you for that…”
“Why not? I may not be as beautiful as Miyu-sama, but my father told many n would desire to have , even if they had to use force for it. I am offering willingly, and I thought you would understand, as you share the sa soul as I, the need to protect those you must, even at the cost of everything! My chastity is a price I would gladly pay!”
I think it’s too late for her… she’s a pervert, like her damn father. He’s ruined her. No wonder her younger sister has lost patience with them. Besides, Miyu looks saddened at the thought. “Look, Eri said it best, a while back. She was wrong at the ti, Shaeula was doing it for love, but she said sex for gain is just prostitution. I’ll not have you be a prostitute, Michiru-san, you are a bodyguard. Besides, it’s disrespectful to my fiancées, and it might not even work. The skill is Lovers’ Link, and even if we had sex, I’m not sure there’d be love.”
“Michiru, I am happy you would sacrifice for , but Akio-san is right. I have no wish for you to be hurt, or … well, you should keep your chastity. It is a precious thing. You may not be a noble, but even so, to sha your family by having sex before marriage…”
“But then how can I…” she began, and I flicked her forehead again.
“There are other ways. In ti we might find even more. Look, I’m an ally. If I can help I will, but that is a step way too far. For all of us. Now, we are here to show you both how to leverage what advantages you can, until I can send help. So can we drop this?”
Miyu nodded. “We should. And thank you. I am sorry for how I have behaved. You are a good man, who does not seek to take advantage of our weakness. Motoko-san and the others are rather fortunate.”
“I’d say I’m the fortunate one. I never dread I’d be engaged to such wonderful girls.” I laughed, glad the mood had improved.
“I have decided.” Michiru-san said, nodding. “When it cos ti for to bear a child, I shall seek you out, Akio-sama.”
Wait, what? “Where did that co from?” I said, stunned.
“Well, I have no intention of marriage. I intend to stay by the side of Miyu-sama forever, though there are challenges. But Hori-san, the bodyguard to Tsumura-sama is marrying you too, and I have heard you will allow her to continue her bodyguard duties, so perhaps there is hope for too… so if I am to bear an heir I will need a male, for won cannot create life alone. I do not think a child from Akio-sama would be wrong, would it Miyu-sama?”
“Well, a child is necessary, but…” Miyu obviously found the thought troubling. Of course she does. She has feelings for Michiru. “… well, I suppose I shall be married in ti. I will have to please my husband and bear an heir too. So I …”
“Or…” I said, wanting to put an end to this torture. Michiru-san was cute, but I wasn’t so stud. Besides, I wanted to encourage their love if I could, not that it was any of my business. “… you could grow strong here, Miyu, an indispensable Chosen, and you can dictate your own terms then. After all, you’ll be noble still, but even more precious. I’ll help, so… no hasty decisions. I can speak to Fujiwara-san if necessary, after all, I’m owed a few favours…”
“Yes, enough of this.” Miyu agreed, relieved. “Michiru, Akio-san does not favour you it seems. Besides, you cannot bear a child any ti soon.”
“I am sure he is just shy.” She pouted. “But you are right. I am getting rather ahead of myself. I first need to ensure your safety! But…” she looked at then. “… in the future I may call upon you, should I have need.”
I really don’t get how these girls think. Well, just so long as Shaeula never finds out, else I’ll probably wake up to find Michiru-san in my bed one day. To think being too popular could be an issue… even so, it’s not like she’s actually interested in , and if she’s going down the Girls’ Love route, having a child would be problematic… no, not my problem, and even if it was, it’s an issue for years from now. I’m not going to give in anymore, and a lot can change in a few years anyway. “Right, can we get back on topic? We are wasting ti here…”
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Bolts of aether slamd into the strange cat-like creatures that were flocking towards us, the Defensive Emplacents of Miyu’s Territory pouring shots down on them. A group of them slamd into the defensive barrier of the Territory, bouncing off in a shower of silvery sparks, stunned. As Miyu danced, graceful and charming, growing in confidence, the continual surge of darkness elental damage increased, the enemies disintegrating, turning to ether.
“That’s good.” I approved. “Using your Territory to your advantage is the best way to expand and grow if you aren’t in a reckless hurry.” It was a bit wasteful, as the ether cost of the bolts from the Emplacents were not that much less than the recovered ether, but Miyu didn’t have to rush yet. “Let the barrier and your turrets do so of the work, while you dance to harm them. Alternatively you can dance the Light and buff up Michiru-san, against weaker opponents.” I had handed Michiru an old weapon, a throwing spear tipped with wyrm fangs. It was nothing special, but Michiru-san had been taught a lot of strange techniques by her father, so she could handle it. I watched her stab several of the cats, killing them without hesitation. Well, I suppose if she’s prepared to fight and kill to protect Miyu in the Material from other people, a few monsters won’t phase her…
Several larger cats, these ones having multiple tails and being the size of tigers had led the charge, but I had incapacitated them by severing their legs, judging they would be too much for Miyu and Michiru-san, and now the struggling beasts were dying to her darkness damage. It was cruel, but recently I had resolved myself, so I hardened my heart and watched them perish. In ti, the surviving cats scuttled off, one of the slower ones speared by Michiru-san.
“That was… tiring.” Miyu said after stopping her dance. Michiru-san ran over to offer her a hand, and wiped off her silvery sweat. “Still, it is nothing compared to the scene in Inuyama. I believe I have learned the lesson you wished to teach .”
“Yes. And how about you, Michiru-san?” I asked.
“Well, I know I cannot compete with you.” She sounded frustrated, but looked a little happy, and I was starting to understand her subtle expressions. “I can also see I will not be of great use to Miyu-sama here, but… I can still be of so use.”
“Yeah, as long as you don’t do anything foolish.” I agreed. “Use the tools at your disposal, and don’t take on anything too challenging. I’d rather you fled to live and fight another day, and lost the Territory, than risked death.” I do worry about the effect of losing the Anchor, but it didn’t harm Kondou Kazuo or that casino guy the first ti. But then, Conqueror was low-level then. No, I’m going to test it soon. It’s still better to run away than to die… “Once the Conclave has been successfully concluded, if all goes well, I’ll be concentrating on dealing with matters in Tokyo and I’ll have the ti to send proper help here. Until then, you need to practise your training…” I had given them their training plans. Miyu was obviously to slowly raise her levels, while working on improving her dance skills and general fitness, while Michiru-san was to practise aether manipulation, similar to what my sis had to do to start with.
“I see. For Miyu, I will not fail!” Michiru-san declared, happy that I had let her keep the spear, as well as a few other smaller items I had.
“I still am very frightened, but…” she seed more relaxed after our battles this evening. “… I do appreciate you showing safer ways to proceed. I shall do my best as your vassal, as I promised, raise my value and… get what I want.” She blushed a little, her gaze on Michiru-san, and I smiled back, pleased. Yeah, that’s kind of sweet. Motoko and Natsumi have a similar vibe, though much more platonic, I think. Even so… as my vassal and the guard of my vassal, I have to make sure they are well cared for and can reach their potential…
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“I have returned.” I looked away from my computer, to see Shaeula opening her eyes, blinking at blearily. Soon Hyacinth was also up, fussing around trying to find booze and snacks for us.
“I see. Did it go well? Again, I’m sorry I couldn’t be there. I’ll be glad when we have more ti to breathe.”
“I do not-not disagree.” She sighed, snuggling up to . “I too wished you could be there. But I was not-not alone. Hyacinth was there, and even Grulgor. I endured, and was triumphant.”
“Mistress Shaeula was very brave, I knooow!” Hyacinth said, handing us so beers. I asked if she was going to take one for herself and she started to shake her head, only to relent when I reminded her as we were alone she was on mistress ti, so deserved the sa treatnt, even if she enjoyed serving, so she popped the ring pull on one and drank deeply.
“Yes, I was. But it was surely-surely because I had allies there, giving courage.” Shaeula finished her first can noisily, before starting on a second, so life coming back into her eyes from the beer and our closeness. “I have done-done it. Four of the Seven are in agreent, and Duke Formor too. Surely the Spring shall be ours now.”
“That’s great.” I kissed her, tasting her scent and the rich malty beer. Hyacinth looked envious, so I called her over and took her in my arms too, kissing her thoroughly as well. Doing this with both of them together is very decadent, but… it’s not bad. When I was done, I asked Shaeula the most important question. “What about Risha and Klena?”
Her expression tensed and I feared the worst, but fortunately I was relieved when I heard Klena would be returned. Though the disappearance of Risha and the fate of Saeca and her other maid weighed heavily on her. “Don’t worry.” I squeezed her tight in my arms. “Everything will be all right. I’ll make it so, if I must. As for Duke Formor, do you think he’ll stick to his word and stop his attempts on you?”
Shaeula shrugged in my tight hug. “I believe so. Grulgor was right, it seems-seems.” She seed shocked at that, a sardonic grin on her pale face. “His eagerness to defeat the Unseelie ans he is quite-quite pleased with the deaths of the Myconids. I tempted him with a future plan to retake Salamandrastrae and the north as well, though-though that is quite the undertaking, and nothing we can-can achieve right now.”
“Hyacinth was sent to Akio and the mistresses by the giants, sooo I feel quite grateful to them!” Hyacinth declared, joining in the hug. “Perhaps ooone day, Hyacinth will … return to the Dark Court. But this ti…” her expression darkened. “Hyacinth will nooot be the one to suffer.”
“Yes, those who hurt you will be punished.” I promised. “But just like you, those who can be redeed should be. Anyway, I want to be there if I can, when you get Klena back. I’d also like to et so of these Princes as well. Though maybe not your father, yet. Nor your sister.”
Shaeula snickered nastily at that. “You will have to at so-so point, surely. But yes. Not-not now. Speaking of, we have so rather interesting new allies to aid us as adjuncts and secretaries. Elves. They are very-very attractive.”
“Well, I’m not going to pursue them just because they are pretty. But we do need the help…” as we discussed our respective days, Shaeula told about Moira, and she did seem interesting, though not in a romantic sense. She’s smart, thinking of similar plans to . That’s what we need. As for , I told her and Hyacinth about the events of the day, and Shaeula cheered when she heard I slaughtered the corrupted kami that had bested us before, and was curious about Honoka-san and Kozue-san. I’m not telling her about the stupid idea Michiru-san had though. She’ll change her mind in the future anyway. Probably. As the three of us laughed and playfully fumbled with each other, I turned my thoughts to tomorrow.
Ugh. eting Aliyah again should be fine, but… Kondou Kazuo. It’s necessary, but even thinking of talking to the bastard again makes sick. Still, I needed to be sure, for not only my own misgivings about being a Candidate, but for Miyu, Haru-san and Shuta-san too. And anyone else in the future too, and soldiers like the Major and Lieutenant, who just want to protect Japan…
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