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Sangokuden Armored War Gods Saga: End of the Armored War Gods

Co-Written By: Kamen Rider Chrome & Ten-Faced Paladin

Beta Reader/Editor: Busterleader92 & Kamen Rider Goji

Interlude: Halcyon Pillow Talk


Several months ago, during the Harvest Festival, Iori and Kochu stood in front of the castle, speaking with Riri and Batai.

"Remember, Riri. Do not wander off or talk to strangers," Kochu advised. "And be back before sundown."

"OK, Mommy!" Riri beamed at her mother.

"Tanpopo, look after our little girl, alright?" Iori asked Batai who would be watching Riri at the festival.

"You got it, Iori-sama," Batai obeyed.

"Don't let anything happen to her and bring her home before sundown," Iori warned as their eyes met and Batai gulped when she looked into the Demon Dragon's eyes. "Do you understand?"

"Y-y-yes, OK," Batai gulped fearfully before she recovered her wits. She gently took Riri's hand. "C'mon, Riri. Let's go."

"OK, Tanpopo-neechan!" Riri cheered as the older girl took her to the festival grounds for an enjoyable day of fun and excitement. Riri waved to her parents. "Bye, Mommy! Bye, Daddy!"

"Stay safe! Don't talk to strangers!" Kochu repeated her previous advice.

"Have fun, Riri!" Iori called out to his stepdaughter as he waved back. He turned and smiled at Kochu. "Good, that will keep her occupied for the whole day."

"Well, shall we go on our date, Airen?" Kochu hooked her arm around his.

"We shall, Koi."

The couple was going to have a date, just the two of them, at the Harvest Festival. The two truly needed a day like this to relax and have fun. After surviving an attack by a group of venomous Rinrinshi, they deserved this. They had spent a day at the festival with Riri before, but today it would be just the two of them.

As the two walked into the festival grounds, they saw how full of life it was with vendors manning their stalls which offered varieties of food, games, and merchandise. Kochu looked amused as one stall had Armored War Gods dolls for sale. There was a doll of her husband in his armor which looked absolutely adorable.

Iori was reminded of the summer festivals he went to with his brother before he was old enough to go alone. He recalled the sights and the smells of the festival. They were always so bright and fun, but he never had friends to accompany him. His favorite was always the shooting gallery stalls and he spotted one that used slingshots instead of airsoft rifles.

"Hey, Koi. Let's go over there," Iori said as he pointed to the shooting gallery.

Kochu saw the stall and shared a look of interest with her husband.

"That looks fun," Kochu agreed.

The slim and bearded vendor had sent off a couple who had failed to win anything. When he saw Iori and Kochu coming, he smiled and welcomed them both, grinning wide to show he had a missing tooth.

"Greetings! Have you come to play?" the vendor asked.

Iori looked at the various prizes stacked up on a shelf behind the vendor. They were all stuffed toys and then he spotted a very cute one that looked like an owl.

He was going to win it for his wife.

"How much?" Iori asked.

"A copper piece for three tries," the man said and Iori put down a coin. The vendor handed Iori a slingshot and three pebbles. "Best of luck to you, sir."

Luck? Iori did not need luck. He had mad skill as a marksman.

Kochu also put down a copper piece.

"Give me one as well," Kochu said.

"Koi?" Iori asked, puzzled.

"I want to win you something too," Kochu smiled as she picked up her own slingshot. She had her eyes set on a stuffed dragon.

Iori smiled and they loaded the slingshots, pulled on the elastic bands and then aimed for their prizes. For skilled archers like them, this shooting gallery would not even be a challenge and it'll be all too easy for them to win.

The bearded vendor probably should have recognized the couple as the Master Archers of Shoku. That way his jaw would not have dropped at how easily they won their prizes at the first try.


Kochu happily hugged her cute owl doll while Iori held an adorable dragon doll. They had won each other prizes and were happy with what they got. Although the game had been pretty easy for the two of them as they were professional archers, it had still been very fun to them.

"Hey, Iori!"

Approaching the couple was Ichiro and his wife Shamoke. The barbarian couple was not alone, however, as they were accompanied by their charges, the four little Nanban Barbarians. King Mokaku (Mii) was with her playmates/retainers Mike, Tora, and Shamu. Together, they looked like a family that was going on an outing.

When Iori first originally learned that his big brother had come to this world as well, he had not been a happy archer. In fact, he believed his brother had come here to look after him when he could already take care of himself. After being married, fighting monsters and killing bandits, Iori was no longer a child. In fact, he had hardened since he arrived here and became a man. A big strong man who's very reliable to his new family.

When Ichiro had impressed both Riri and Kochu with his own skills, Iori became green with envy and fought his brother. Luckily, Iori had not gone too far thanks to Kochu's intervention. She managed to snap him out of his jealousy-fueled rage before he did something he would regret.

Since then, the Tokugawa brothers' relationship had improved with Iori no longer feeling threatened by Ichiro. It was a bit of a struggle since Iori grew up being neglected by their parents while Ichiro was being groomed to take over the family business, but Iori finally let go of his insecurities. He had his own life to live now, one that was not dictated by their parents.

"Hello, Nii-san, Shamoke-neesan," Iori smiled. "I see you're both babysitting."

"Well, Mii-chan and the girls really wanted to come see the festival," Ichiro answered.

"They were very insistent," Shamoke added.

"And how much have they made you spend?" Iori asked.

"A lot, on food," Ichiro sighed. "They ate quite a lot."

"Yeah, Onii-sama bought us lots and lots of food!" Mokaku boasted. There was just so much to eat and it was all delicious. She then saw the toys Kochu and Iori were holding. For once, her attention was not on Kochu's big boobs. "What are those?"

"Oh, we just won each other prizes at the shooting gallery," Kochu answered.

"Onii-sama! Get us prizes, please!" Mokaku insisted.

"Yeah, prizes! Prizes!" Mike, Tora, and Shamu chorused loudly.

"Yeah, OK! OK!" Ichiro laughed. "Hey, Iori. Maybe later we can hang out and talk over some drinks."

"You can come by the castle later tonight," Iori invited.

"I'd like that, Iori. See you later. You too, Shion." Ichiro was soon dragged away by the Nanban Barbarians who kept chanting about prizes.

"He'll make an excellent father someday," Shamoke said to Kochu.

"He definitely has the experience," the archer commented.

Shamoke bowed respectfully to her in-laws and went to catch up to her husband and their little charges.

"Let's go grab something to eat," Iori said to Kochu.


"Here you go!" Totaku handed the couple their barbecue chicken skewers. Kenshin and Hideyoshi were the ones manning the stall and cooking food together. Totaku was their cute little hook that reeled in their customers. Nobody could resist such a cute little girl in a maid outfit, a fact that Kenshin was quick to take advantage of.

"Thank you, Yue," Iori said. He handed her the money and she went back to Kenshin and Hideyoshi to help them serve more customers.

"This is good," Kochu confessed after she took a bite.

"Well, if they decide that they want to retire from the battlefield, they could start a business," Iori agreed after he took a bite himself.

After finishing their food, they found Marcus who was painting caricatures for a fee. He had just finished a portrait for a couple when he spotted them.

"Monsieur Dragon! Would you and your wife like me to paint a quick picture of you?" Marcus offered.

Iori was not sure. It could be fun, but he hesitated as he knew how caricatures could exaggerate a person's physical features. He knew Marcus was a talented artist, but he was afraid of how Kochu would look in the picture.

"Sounds fun, Airen. Why don't we get a picture of ourselves?"

Of course, how could he refuse his lovely wife?

The two sat down on stools in front of Marcus and the artist studied the models before he went to work. The couple watched as Marcus worked on his sketchpad as he stroked an ink brush across the page repeatedly. He was working so fast that they could not follow.

After a few minutes, he was done and he tore the page out of his sketchpad.

Iori took the page and hoped it did not make him and Kochu look too ridiculous. He blinked as he saw the picture. It did appear like a typical caricature. Their heads were enlarged and their bodies were quite small in comparison, but the detail on their clothing was accurate. He had them posing, standing back-to-back with their signature weapons. The picture of Iori had him wearing his Ryugen helmet, without the faceplate and visor. Kochu's caricature looked quite cute with large expressive eyes.

Kochu giggled.

"This is so cute!"

Iori smiled. He had to agree. It was cute.

The couple paid Marcus and he rolled up the portrait before handing it back to them. He then welcomed another couple who wanted a caricature drawn of them.

Until sunset, Iori and Kochu enjoyed themselves at the festival. They watched some performances, visited various stalls, and also had a caricature done for them by Marcus. They had bumped into Riri and Batai and told them to return to the castle before sundown.

On their way back to the castle, the two were smiling as they held their prizes and having stick candy.

"I think that was the most fun I ever had at a festival," Iori confessed. He always went alone when he got too old to be chaperoned by his brother. While he managed to have fun by himself, sadly, he never had anyone to enjoy them with. He realized it was more fun now since he had a date.

"It truly was enjoyable," Kochu agreed. They had enjoyed themselves plenty, but most of all they had enjoyed each other's company.

Standing in front of the castle, the two shared a kiss. After the first kiss, they kissed again, this time more passionately. Breaking apart, their eyes met with desire.

"You know, the fun does not have to end now," Kochu flirted.

"What do you have in mind?" Iori flirted back.

Taking his candy, she began to lick it enticingly in front of him. Iori's eyes widened at the erotic display as Kochu began to suck on his stick candy, taking it in and out of her mouth in a suggestive manner. She then whispered into his ear and licked his earlobe, causing him to shudder and his pants to feel tighter.

"And I'll put on something you'll like," she added sultrily.

Iori was looking forward to it as he took Kochu's hand and both of them rushed into the castle, going straight for their bedroom.


In their bedroom, Iori sat on the bed, waiting in anticipation. He glanced at the folding screen and saw Kochu's silhouette as she changed behind it.

There was no denying that his wife had a gorgeous body, with curves in all the right places. As the most mature of the Shoku Warriors, her figure outmatched everyone else's. With huge breasts, a thin waist, and wide hips, her hourglass figure was truly a sight to behold.

Even Marcus once called her a thing of beauty. The artist also called Iori a lucky man for having such a lovely wife. Iori did feel a bit smug at all the envy he received for marrying Kochu.

"Are you ready, Airen?" Kochu asked from behind the folding screen.

Iori nodded eagerly in anticipation.

"Yes, yes I am."

Oh, yes, he really was. He could hardly wait and was practically brimming with excitement.

Kochu giggled. He was so cute when he got excited and horny so she decided to tease her husband a little.

Iori watched as a slender leg covered in a silk stocking came out from behind the screen before Kochu stepped out. She was clad in a robe but as she approached, she loosened the belt and allowed the robe to slide off her shoulders.

Iori had enough self-control not to pounce on his hot wife then and there and he was grateful for it. He did not want to ruin the moment as he was presented with her gorgeous body. Silk stockings covered her legs, up to mid-thigh, held up by a garter belt. She wore a black lace thong that left little to the imagination. Finally, topping the whole ensemble was a matching, strapless lace bra.

She sauntered toward him, swaying her hips sexily before she sat on his lap. His eyes traveled down her slender neck to rest on her cleavage but she used her index finger on his chin to tip his face up so their eyes could meet.

"Is there an arrow in your pants or do you just like what you see?" she teased.

Iori nodded furiously, silently, smiling stupidly. He liked it! He really, really liked it! Really, he did. Quickly, he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. Kochu reciprocated, giving a kiss as good as he did, their tongues just rolling around in each other's mouths.

She tasted so good, she smelled so good, and she looked so good as well. Iori couldn't wait anymore. He wanted her. Needed her.

Kochu gasped as she was thrown onto the bed and Iori stood over her. He undressed before he joined her on the bed, pinning her down with his weight. Her breasts flattened against his chest as he held her, kissing her neck. His hands weren't idle either as they squeezed her breasts.

Kochu smiled as she held him too. Oh, he was eager, eager was good. That meant that tonight they were both going to be very satisfied.

The couple made sweet and passionate love until they were spent. Once spent, they cuddled under the covers. They would have drifted off to sleep but they remembered that they were expecting guests. They had invited Ichiro and his wife over for some tea and a chat. The barbarian couple would also be bringing the rambunctious Nanban Barbarians with them.

As the couple started to get dressed again, they smiled at each other and said:

"I love you."

The two left their room together, holding hands. They promised to have another roll in the hay after their chat with Ichiro and his wife and once they put Riri to bed.

It was this happiness that Iori would protect, no matter the cost.


Such halcyon days were a distant memory. With the village destroyed and everyone being forced to live in tents, in addition to the threat of starvation with the cold weather not doing them any favors, every single day was a struggle to survive.

Iori, Kochu and Riri's family was still whole, fortunately. However, a lot of the villagers were not quite as lucky as they had lost loved ones in the last attack. They were miserable but they still strongly held onto the hope that they could survive this. They needed to survive until spring. By then, everything should be better.

Iori was with Kochu, seeking comfort with each other to keep their minds off their situation. Riri was out playing with Batai and the other village children, which meant the couple had some time and privacy to do whatever they wanted.

Lying together on their bedroll, the couple made love in their tent. They kept most of their clothing on, but Iori had pulled his pants down and Kochu had hiked up her skirt. Her panties were currently dangling on her right ankle as she lay on her back with her husband on top of her. Her top was undone, revealing her huge heaving breasts to her husband.

The inside of their tent was hot with passion from their coupling. They embraced each other tightly, kissing, moaning and grinding. They risked getting caught in this position but that just made it all the more thrilling.

And finally, at the peak of their excitement, they both hit their climax. With his face pressed into his wife's neck, Iori drove himself deep inside her body. He released his essence while Kochu held on tightly, pressing her body to her husband's as she shuddered from her own intense orgasm.

Once they were done, they breathed heavily, wrapped in each other's arms.

Their eyes met before they kissed again.

"I love you, Koi."

"I love you too, Airen."

The couple had needs and neither was a selfish lover when it came to sex. Whenever they coupled, it always left both of them satisfied. Kochu was grateful that her husband was a young and energetic lover while Iori counted himself lucky that he had a mature and experienced wife. He always was attracted to older women.

After re-adjusting their clothing to appear presentable, the couple cuddled. Kochu lay against her husband, cheeks flushed as he put an arm around her while resting his head on his hand.

"It's not going to be easy for us or the new baby. With Nagata gone, we'll be challenged by our enemies more than ever. I just hope we can survive this," Iori commented.

"Is that your idea of pillow talk, Airen?" Kochu teased.

"Just feeling contemplative. There's just so much pressure now and Nagata left us in the lurch," Iori replied unhappily.

"What if he did not abandon us? What if he's really gone?" she wondered out loud.

"Then we keep fighting, getting stronger, surviving," he resolved strongly.

After a few more minutes of cuddling, the couple soon heard a commotion coming from outside their tent and wondered what was going on. Reluctantly exiting their tent, they approached a group of guards who were heading off somewhere.

"Hey, what's going on? Where is everyone heading off to?" Iori asked. Was help coming? Had Kosonsan arrived? Did Ensho actually send supplies?

The answer Kochu and Iori received was not one they expected.

"He's back. Seiryuoh-sama is back."