Daily Life with My Monster Wife
Chapter 1a
Silver Caught In The Thread.
Today's a beautiful day.
The sun was shining, the bird sang their song while gathering on nearby trees and powerlines.
It was a beautiful spring day straight out of a fairy tale, then there's me.
Depressed. Gloomy. Dejected. Just add a few more negative words and that's me at the moment as I stood in front of one of the many business orientated buildings in the area.
Today was my first day at this company that was rather "special" to say the least, but enough of that introductions are in order.
Gin Saito, age 24, male. Height, well I'm not short but there are plenty of people taller than me if one were to look, so let's say somewhat above average. Appearance wise, average, I'm not narcissistic enough nor do I have super high self-esteem to evaluate myself much higher.
Now how I got this job all started with an interview that occurred two weeks ago.
-2 weeks prior-
The office air condition felt great compared to the heat outside, I thought as I sat in an office with the employer looking through my resume. The office consisted of a circular desk which surrounded the employer I'm guessing some custom made desk since I don't see any way for anyone sitting at it to walk away, two chairs for guest, some floral arrangements, a personal laptop, and other office decor.
I was a little nervous since I didn't remember applying at this particular company but I had been looking for a new job and they found some interest in me so maybe I was admitted to them through some job search engine.
" ."
The employer spoke, making me tense up.
"Yes, YES MA'AM!"
Great work! Now after yelling her ears off, my next mode of attack should be to blind her with flashing colors and lights.
"No need to be so nervous, I'm not going to eat you."
She lightly chuckled
"So how's your day been?"
The employer asked, not revealing themselves through the papers they were reading but her voice was calming.
"It's been fine, a little bit warm outside but can't complain. Hehe…"
I spoke as I gave a scripted chuckle.
"It is quite the scorcher outside. So I see here for emergency contacts you have listed your sibling."
The employer spoke, inquiring.
"Yes, I have a younger sister. She's going to enter high school soon and I want to support her as best I can."
My sister, Saeko Saito, lived with our grandparents on our mom's side since our parent's divorce. I was in college so it didn't affect me much but with our mom out working late many nights and me not being able to continually traverse from home to school, led to Saeko (who was still in primary school) staying at our grandparent's house. So as to not burden mom or our grandparents I've taken up the responsibility for furnishing Saeko through high school. From buying books, to school uniforms and whatever else a blooming younger sister needed. Yet once it was all said and done, I noticed that I had just about run out of money and my part time jobs weren't enough.
"Look at the responsible big brother."
The employer chuckled, though she had a nice voice, ever since I entered the office she's had her face buried in papers, we haven't so much as had eye contact.
"I try."
I spoke, starting to feel a little at ease before a knock come from the door behind me.
"Come in."
The employer spoke, as the door opened revealing a cat-like-woman?
As the feline woman stepped into the office and walked towards the employer, I began to take notice of her. She wore a black business uniform and a golden eye pendant around her neck with long silky black hair which swayed to and fro as she walked and sharp cat-like ears that were black as a moonless night. Her face and hands were bronze in color and her eyes were jade green. She had a slender body frame with ample… ample… hopes and dreams.
As I watched the cat-like-woman hand the employer a vanilla folder, for the first time since I walked into the room I saw the employer's face.
With six red eyes, pale silver hair tied in a bun, wearing a uniform similar to the cat-like-woman but she wore what seemed like fashionable red gloves. As opposed to the cat-woman, the six eyed woman's chest was more on the waning side.
The woman in front of me took the folder and began to read its contents aloud;
"Gin Saitou. Age 24. Date of Birth, February 11. Graduated from college two years ago but due to "circumstances" you were rejected from the company after it claimed you were guaranteed a spot but when the interview date came you received a call of disappointment when you were told that the spot was taken. The spot was taken by a business partner's son if you wanted to know. Even so you worked many part time jobs and you made due but because you couldn't get a more beneficial job you were struck with a major blow seeing as you spent most of your savings on Saeko and her necessities.
The six eyed woman spoke as a grin appeared on her face, like she was enjoying reading so deep into a person's background.
"I never mentioned anything about that position nor did I mention spending my savings on my sister. What's in that folder!?"
I spoke, starting to rise my voice. It's something about people knowing more than they should that never sat well with me, it was aggravating to say the least.
"Hmmm…"
The woman spoke as her grin grew, was she trying to creep me out or was she were taunting me.
"In this not very interesting folder lies everything I need to know about you. You're only slightly above average height, you have a dislike of banana flavored candy. You also live in a small apartment because the rent was dirt cheap and you could send more money to help you sister. You also haven't been in a relationship in almost five years and the last time you went to a mixer you were more of a wallflower and made your friends seem more interesting by comparison. Are you some kind of idiot? If you weren't interested why go?"
She laughed, before placing the folder in front of me. As I grabbed the folder, it was only a few sheets inside but just glancing at those few sheet was enough to tell me she was right. Most of the later part of my life was pretty much summarized in the sheets in front me. Pretty sad that my life could be summed up in so little.
"Well then, thanks for seeing me, but I'll be on my way."
I spoke as I took the folder and started to head towards the door. No thanks ladies I'll see myself out, but my path was blocked by the cat-woman.
"Um, your joke has gone on far enough, so if you would."
I spoke, I don't know what's going on but it felt really suspicious and I didn't want any more of it. Plus I'm opposed to violence against women.
"But you're perfect for the job."
The employer spoke, a smile of delight replacing the creepy grin she had before.
"Huh?"
My only reply.
"Excuse me, I haven't introduced myself, as you know I'm your employer, the name's Shuko Bishopi, and this my feline partner in crime is my assistant Ailuros Wadjet."
Shuko spoke as if I was just going to go with the flow, but I wasn't going to be persuaded. As I started to reach for the door's handle I could feel a stern overpowering grip on my wrist. The cat-woman, Ailuros Wadjet was stopping me from leaving by any means and despite how I tried to free myself, she wasn't letting go and applying pressure little by little.
"Miss Bishopi, I am not your partner and crime. I'm your assistant amongst other things."
Ailuros spoke as she increased the pressure on my wrist.
"And who was the one who compiled all the information on Mr. Gin Saito here."
You know you could let go of my arm.
"That was on your command."
Okay remember those elementary school rules, such as; keep your hand to yourself. You could really use a refresher course in that field.
"Mr. Saito, are you willing to listen to the job that I have in mind before making any rash decisions."
"Sure-sure-sure, just let me have my arm back!"
I pleaded, not that I couldn't get out of it but I don't believe in violence towards women. And besides at this point it might as well be extortion.
"Ailuros, please."
And just like that my arm was returned to me. As I rotated my hand to numb the pain, I walked backed to the chair I had previously sat in.
"So… what is this position that I'm "perfect" for?"
I asked like an audience member in some infomercial.
"I glad you asked! As you can tell, Ailuros and I are liminals and you're aware of the Interspecies Exchange Bill right?"
"Yes, I'm aware of the IE Bill. The law that allows liminals to live with a human family to gain a better understanding of human culture, what about it?"
"Well since you know the basis at the least, then I'll get right into the meat of it. As some liminals grow closer to members of their host family and those around them, then the concept of marriage comes about. Here is where problems occur, such as ethnics, religious standpoints, politics etc. etc."
"And what does that have to do with me?"
"Well within my company, you'll be my personal assistant, much like Ailuros."
"Within your company? Personal assistant?"
"Look, you don't just randomly strike conversation with some random person, unless you were paid to do so or have interior motives. So the first thing you want is to have common ground, no? This is where you come in. In order to gain human partners I'm going to need a human to have common ground with in order for there to be a chance."
"So I'm to be a poster girl…guy?"
"No, you're to be my husband."
"…"
See at this point the gerbil running the wheels in my mind stopped, took a break, realized there was more to life than just the wheel and never returned.
I rose out of the seat and bolted straight for the door, this time Ailuros didn't try to stop me.
"Don't think just because I'm desperate for money and have a lack of female companionship that you can just find a convenient scapegoat."
Yeah, stand your ground! Show her that you can't be whore'd out.
"Maybe we can come to a compromise."
Shuko spoke as she wrote down something on a piece of paper before turning it towards my direction.
I didn't want to be a part of whatever she was selling, was what I thought as I walked towards Shuko's desk and saw what was written. I was curious.
"Please come to this adress in two weeks, you'll be paid as if you worked those two weeks if you accept. Albeit you'll have to sign a few papers."
I walked out without looking back.
-Present day-
So here I am, the first day of the rest of my life. First off I did not whore myself, I was reasonably bought.
As I stood in front of my new work place, a black sedan with a government tag parked in front of the building gave the place a sense of importance, even though it blocked the sign in front of said building. Casually I took a glance at the sign, "Lim-coat. Your one stop clothing franchise from Liminals."
Lam-coat was a business as it stated that specialized in clothing for liminals. While humans could buy clothing there, its main target audience where liminals with multiple limbs, larger proportions and what else have you. The chain started popping up here and there and is considered a clothing haven for bigger-bodied liminal. Its slogan "Live fearless. Dress fashionably. Release the feral fashionista in you. It gained quite a few fans from a certain group of fanatics.
As I entered the building to my surprise the inside was no different from any ordinary business, phones, copiers, busy people (sort of), etc. One wouldn't even give it much thought, unless you count the astonishing amount of liminals walking around, actually excluding me I didn't see another human. Wasting no time I walked past the many stares and gossiping huddles until I found myself in front of the woman sitting at the receptionist desk who outside of the curved horns looked rather human.
"Excuse me, I have a meeting here with Ms. Bishopi."
I spoke to the female receptionist as she stared at me with a grave expression for a moment before grabbing the phone.
"Excuse me , there is a…"
The receptionist began to trail off, seeing as I hadn't given her my name she wouldn't know how to address me. After telling her my name she resumed informing Shuko that I had arrived.
" , please take the elevator to the third floor, and 's office is the third on the left.
After weaving through more stares and taking the elevator (if you could call it that, it was more of a closed off freight elevator lift with music) to the third floor, I continued to the left until I met an extended door labeled "CEO Bishopi." Upon knocking on the door I spoke,
" , it's Gin Saito. I've come to sign those papers."
After a moment of silence a voice responded,
"Come in."
As I opened the door, I was greeted by a similar office room as the one that Shuko and Ailuros original met me in. While I say similar there were clearly differences such as computers, design posters, and a redish bean bag like chair that Shuko sat on.
Taking a few steps in, I noticed that there was another person in the room. She had long black hair and wore shades indoors for some reason. She was dressed in a black professional uniform, but its design was different from the ones Shuko and Ailuros wore for it felt more commonplace and less exspensive. Though another human was present it didn't make me feel any better, maybe she was in league with Shuko to make sure I kept to her plans.
"So this is Darling."
The woman with long black hair spoke as she rose from her seat, with her stockings giving emphasis on her thighs and her ample chest, she was clearly a woman born to seduce.
"It's nice to meet you, I'm a coordinator for the Cultural Exchange Between Species, Kuroko Smith, you can just call me ."
As the woman, Ms. Smith, introduced herself I did so in return.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Gin Saito."
Or she could just be the person who drove the sedan outside.
"Come Hon and take a seat.
Shuko spoke as she beckoned me with her hand red gloved hand to take the seat next to Ms. Smith. Hon? Is that supposed to be me?
As I sat in the aforementioned chair, Ms. Smith followed suit, grabbing a thin carry-on-suitcase and pulling out some papers.
"Seeing as Hon has arrived we can officially start. To start with, as I'm sure you know intimate relationships between humans and liminals are a topic of controversy and as such romantic pursuits between the two have been off limits legally. But with the increase of exchange students coming and with many of the liminals being female only species, the requirements for the continued existence of said species requires consorts between humans. The C.E.B.S. is allowing the relationship between human and liminal as a trail to a select few in order to create a system for liminals seeking human marriage partners."
So basically, this marriage thing that Shuko wants me to be a part of is actually for the benefit of liminals and the advancement of coexistence between the two species. Here I was thinking that she just wanted someone as a means of making business partners. Maybe she just figured that I would have needed an angle to comply.
"As you can see Hon, we've been accepted as the first interspecies couple to get married."
"According to law, you're one of the few legal interspecies couples."
Ms. Smith retorted.
"Anyway, I'm to be the coordinator between you two so let me ask a few questions before we finalize anything. First off, Hon are you agreeing to accept and take responsibility for Miss Shuko Bishopi and support her through the trails that'll come in the future?"
So my name is now "Hon". And isn't this straight to the "I dos."
"I do."
Things were going way too fast for me to think completely straight and I was sure that this was deception of the highest order. Hopefully karma will overlook this one, I mean this will lead to a greater understanding of human-liminal coexistence.
"Great, then sign this."
Ms. Smith spoke as she handed me the agreement paper and a pen.
Without further thought, I grabbed the pen and signed my name. (Note: always read anything that requires a signature.) As I handed the paper back to Ms. Smith a chill ran down my spine as I was yanked from the ground.
With my mind blank I looked at what grabbed me like a crane, I took notice of the full appearance of my wife? Eight vermilion thin long legs, what I thought was a red chair was actually a part of her body and it had a strange oni like mask design on it. As Shuko's legs entrapped me, I was assaulted as something soft and moist repeatedly tapped my cheek.
"Thank you! Thank you thank you, oh thank you!"
My assaulter, Shuko, was apparently grateful and kept constantly kissing my cheek. Even though she wasn't wearing any lip stick, I'm sure there were kiss mark like bruises on my cheek.
*Ahem*
"I get that getting married is a day for the bride (even though I've never personally experienced it) but please hold off until we finish all the papers."
Ms. Smith spoke, causing Shuko to lower me to the ground before returning to her desk. As it turns out her desk comes with some kind of lifting apparatus, upon which when she rises, a third of the table lifts allowing her to leave and return to her desk. After clearing her throat, Shuko began to speak.
"Sorry about that, now about those other papers."
"Here you go. Now for you Hon, think of it as a wedding gift."
As Ms. Smith reached into her bag she pulled out a rather sizable book before handed it to me.
"Interspecies, Exchange Bill: Guidelines and Laws?"
The book containing the laws and guidelines over living with liminals designed for host families in the Cultural Exchange.
"Hon, even though you are considered married, you must still follow the rules inside that book, this includes any not so favorable acts against liminals as well as the vice versa."
I gave a confused look at how Ms. Smith phrased "not so favorable acts" as if I could over power Shuko to do anything, she just hosted me up like a plush in a crane game!
"As I stated earlier, at the moment your marriage is just a trial basis. There are just too many problems and political standpoints that would make it far more troublesome and I don't get paid enough to worry about these problems. So nothing that would cause me more problems would be much appreciated."
"Don't worry! Hon understands and he'll read up on anything he doesn't."
Shuko spoke, she had just finish signing the forms Ms. Smith had given her and was handing them back.
"Great, everything seems in order here. And Hon I'm to go over this list of things for you to understand."
Ms. Smith spoke as she pulled out what seemed to be a phone and began to take glances at me.
"You don't seem like you'd do this, or this, I doubt this would be possible for you. Your chances of pulling this off are laughable at best, no offense."
"None taken?"
Doubt it would be possible. Laughable at best. What the hell's on that list.
"This one… -Archnera, you cannot paralyze Hon and extract any fluids."
Ms. Smith spoke as she began to laugh.
"Busted, tee hee!"
Shuko spoke, with a dumbfounded look.
What was she planning to do exactly?
After a couple of hours of explaining and many more forms to sign, Ms. Smith bid us adieu but before leaving she mentioned something about a full moon tonight, I guess for setting the mood maybe? Though she also muttered something about a darling she needed to obtain papers from among other incoherent ramblings, but for now we were alone.
Looking at Shuko, I couldn't help but think that maybe she was a good person, she just goes about doing things in a manipulative manner.
"So… didn't think marriage would make you that happy."
I joked, seeing as she was super excited after I signed the papers, could she had been one of those types of women who always dreamed of being a bride.
"I'm not."
Shuko spoke coldly as she put her copy of the forms in a cabinet like she was trying to ignore a complaint form.
"I've no intention of being some posh lovebird, especially with the help. Or did you forget the only reason I arranged this was for the benefit of my company. Don't tell me, did you have some foolish notion of some greater liminal good, how stupid. Even still, I will give you some credit, you could have said no then all the preparations for this would have been for nothing. Such a good pawn you turned out to be."
Shuko spoke placing her hand on her chin as she began to laugh, with every sneer the creaks in my reality became much clearer.
"As promised, here's your pay."
Shuko spoke bluntly as she grabbed an envelope from her pocket and tossed it to me.
"And don't forget, you have an image to uphold. No one and I mean No-One in this company is to know of our status or there will be consequences, understood."
"…"
"I'll take that silence as a yes, now go to the receptionist, she'll provide you with what you need to know."
After I put the money in my pocket, I started towards the door, I guess the horned woman was the receptionist after all, but there was something I wanted to know, well more like a list of things I wanted to know but the one thing I had to know was this,
"Why me?"
With an overly joyed grin, Shuko took a deep breathe.
"Because you're easily whipped."
…
"I needed someone who wasn't capable of hurting a fly, lacked aggressive behavior and most of all they had to be completely manipulative. You combine all that and put some financial instability and family loyalty and bam we have a Gin Saito sandwich. Now if that's all, I have a few calls to make, and before I forget welcome to Lim-coat."
She shoo'd me off before grabbing the phone. This woman, this monster of a woman is my wife. Thus begins my life with monster wife.