A/N: This chapter would have been longer if it were not for the fact that I am graduating college this week. I have preparation to do so this is the best that I could do with the time that I have.
The Prince of Yotsuba
Chapter 8: Okinawa Military Arc Part 3
(Miyuki POV)
There are so many questions running through my head.
Like, what is my Tatsuya-kun doing in Okinawa?
I could still remember inviting him to Okinawa to accompany Okaa-sama and I in our vacation, and I can recall him rejecting my invitation, with hesitation and regret, due to his mother requiring his presence.
I don't know that woman but I hate her! Getting between him and I!
Why is he here in a party that was hosted by Oji-sama?
I know Mitsugu-ojisama, and though I consider him silly and over-the-top, I know that he will never conduct business with someone like my Tatsuya-kun.
Tatsuya-kun does not have any charisma to speak of, but he can intimidate anyone he pleases to submit to his will with ease.
It is part of his adorable charm.
Where did he came from?
How did I not notice him is beyond me? Having known him for almost four years now, and dating him for a year of that, I have become adept in detecting my beloved. It is actually easy. Regardless of his uncanny ability of avoiding notice, detecting him is actually an easy task.
If you noticed a large and/or unnecessary gap in an area filled with people, Tatsuya-kun is probably nearby. My beloved has the ability of being scary without him actually trying or being seen, and he really doesn't like people and would prefer them to be far away from him as possible.
Why is he here?
I may not know how my boyfriend and his family operate, but I know enough from observing his comings and goings. Every move and appearance my beloved makes has a purpose. According to him, his mother uses him as a central figure for her scare tactics or as a form of insurance in situations that are less than ideal.
Tatsuya-kun being here means either two things. Either something came up that requires his attention in Okinawa or something big will happen in Okinawa that requires his mother to deploy him.
There are many more questions that I would like to ask, but right here, right now, those questions are meaningless. Now that he is with me, holding my hand and leading me through dance floor, I could not help but consider those questions as irrelevant.
Now that he is with me, everything became irrelevant.
The moment my beloved Tatsuya-kun appeared before me, everything before me became irrelevant.
My cousins who I loved dearly, my Oji-sama who I respect, my Okaa-sama who I cherish, and the numerous men and women that may or may not be part of the Yotsuba Family's back pocket, they became irrelevant in my eyes.
The only one relevant in my eyes is the one holding my hand.
My beloved Tatsuya-kun.
To see him after only days of separation, I could feel my heart soaring, I could feel my heart singing in joy.
I miss him. I truly miss him.
The feeling of his hand on mine, the monstrous presence that never fails to envelop and intoxicate me, his cold and piercing blue eyes, and his stoic and unchanging expression, I miss everything about him.
Looking at his face, I smiled at the peculiar light in his eyes.
I am delighted that I can inspire such strong and positive emotions in him. This is proof that I am a positive in his life. My chest swell in pride knowing that I have such a positive effect on him, nothing can make me happier knowing that I am influencing him in a positive manner.
His grip was strong, not strong enough to hurt me (he will never hurt me, that much I am sure), as usual. I held onto his hand as tightly as I could. The feeling of his hand on mine, the warmth that I received from his hand, I could not get enough of this sensation and I will never trade this feeling for anything in the world.
I sometimes think that I can never let him go.
As Tatsuya-kun led me through the dance floor, I almost laughed as people parted like the red sea to make way for us. Consciously or unconsciously, whether they noticed him or not, they are getting out of their way to make a path for Tatsuya-kun, and, in a way, me.
People even stumbled over themselves as we walked by and their expression of not knowing why was simply amusing.
It was a remarkable sight, truly it was. I've gotten used to my boyfriend's unique presence and aura, but his effect on people on an instinctual level never gets old.
My boyfriend is an intimidating man.
When Tatsuya-kun led me away from the dance floor, I could not help but smile in anticipation and excitement. I am not surprised that he refuses for us to mingle with this crowd. My boyfriend is no good in dealing with large crowds, especially when it comes to me, and the two of us are private lovers, all things consider.
Our entire school and my immediate family might be aware that the two of us are dating and we might constantly held hands whenever we are in public, as well as share a couple of kiss and hugs here and there, but the two of us always prefers the sanctuary of ours own rooms whenever we choose to be intimate. Without any eyes looking at us, with just the two of us, that is our paradise.
Most of our dates took place in private rooms or isolated areas, even when we are in public. We always go to places that are far from prying eyes.
When we are together, he did not want to share my attention with anyone, and I share the sentiments.
We are both possessive and territorial lovers, and our relationship works that way.
Exiting the ballroom, we set foot on the terrace.
My eyes instantly went to the skies. The stars were gleaming beautifully and the moon was shining brilliantly on the center of the sky. The moon and stars were enough to illuminate the entire terrace.
It was an enchanting night.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the cold wind prickling my skin. The cold embraced me and I smiled in delight.
The sound of the closing doors exhilarated my entire body.
Tatsuya-kun and I are finally alone, away from the eyes of everyone.
I did not move a muscle as I felt a pair of strong arms enveloping my body.
He is so warm, and through his warmth, I know I am protected.
I would always prefer the cold but the warmth of my beloved, nothing compares to that.
I can never get enough of him and his warmth.
His warmth is not that of a safe haven. It is not a warmth of home.
No, the warmth of my beloved is that of a roaring flame that can destroy and devour anything it touches.
Everything, except for me, never me. I am at my safest in his arms.
Sighing contently, I relaxed and allowed myself to melt in his embrace while he takes me deeper in his arms.
The back of my head was now resting on his well-sculpted chest and the sound of his heartbeat was the most sensual lullaby that I have ever heard.
"I miss this." I whispered blissfully. This is where I want to be for my entire life.
"I share your sentiments." There was a spark of life and joy in his voice, something that was normally absent in his usual way of speaking.
This voice is reserve for me and for me alone.
Sighing once more, I moved my arms upwards. I wrapped my arms around his neck before pulling his head so that our cheeks could touch and his chin to rest on my right shoulder.
I know that this is not proper in a Yotsuba perspective. To have someone that is not Yotsuba Maya influence me to this degree, I should be ashamed. But, ever since our first kiss, that day he bared his soul to me, I could never deny my urges when it comes to my boyfriend.
I am truly and irrevocably in love with him.
"I am so going to get harass by my cousins after tonight." I mumbled before showering his right cheek with light kisses.
"I can get rid of those two, if you like." There was a hitch and a huskiness in his voice that excited me.
I enjoy enticing such raw emotions in him.
I am delighted that I can excite him and that he finds me appealing.
I am grateful that he lust after me as I lust after him.
"No, I like those two. They are comparably tolerable and likeable when compare to my other cousins." Being one of the possible heir (heiress) of the family, I certainly earned the ire of all the Branch Family heads, especially after my performances during one of Obaa-sama's evaluations.
Some of the spells that my Tatsuya-kun made for me never fails to amuse Obaa-sama. Those spells were all useful, versatile, and not to mention, dangerous and destructive.
"Pity, I did not like how that boy was looking at you."
I chuckled at that admission. "Jealous." I teased and I felt his body tensing for just a millisecond.
"I have zero intentions of letting you go." He told me and I was very relieved to hear those words. "And yes, I was quite jealous. You know me. When it comes to you, I am an irrational creature."
He is so honest it is adorable.
"I also do not intend to let you go." I replied, complete honesty with my admission. If I get my way, he I are going to be married after High School. "And honestly, My Love, do not be jealous. Fumiya-kun is too childish for my taste, and he is also my cousin."
Sorry Fumiya-kun, but in my eyes, my Tatsuya-kun is many times more appealing than any male in this world.
Fumiya-kun is a child when compare to my Tatsuya-kun.
"I still do not like how he looks at you."
So adorable!
I chuckled light-heartedly as my beloved showed me a side of him that he rarely shows.
"My love, I am yours." Those words that I utter held so much truth that it almost scared me. "Now, did you not ask me to dance?"
I turned around to face him before offering him a smile that is hopefully flirtatious and a bit seductive.
I can make my boyfriend smile and laugh, easily, but my goal, my one of many goals in my relationship with him is to make him blush.
He can make me blush easily, without any real effort in his part, but I have never made him blush before.
And I had tried to make him blush before, and I would rather not recall the many things I've tried to make him fluster, especially that lingerie that Sakurai-san gave me three months into our relationship.
As usually, as always, he didn't blush.
It was disappointing. Maybe my smile wasn't seductive and/or flirtatious enough or maybe my dress wasn't pretty enough.
*SWISH*
All thoughts vanished in my mind as I felt his hold tightening before the sensation of his lips touching mine invaded my entire being.
My entire body shivered. My mind became black. My heart beat increase to a level that is not considered normal or healthy. All my blood went to my head. My entire body blush as all my hair stood up as if electricity course through my body.
Without me willing my body, I used all my strength to pull him closer to me while my body leaned towards him, deepening our kiss, all for me to drown myself in the sensation of our kiss.
With a single kiss, I have willingly and unconsciously surrender my very being to him.
And I desperately want him to take me.
I don't know how long we kiss. I don't actually care as I would rather have him kiss me for the entire night but when we finally parted, I could feel my legs quivering and I think that I moan in disappointment at the absent of his lips on mine.
My Tatsuya-kun chuckled before taking one of my hands with one of his own before loosening his embrace around my waist.
"I did."
It always gives me joy whenever I hear him speak. For him to use such a warm tone when speaking to me is nothing short of blissful.
Still, that smile that he was wearing right now should be outlawed. My God, that smile is making my heartbeat pulse quicker than it normally should.
Chuckling slightly and composing myself, I loosen my embrace on his neck so that we can waltz more easily.
I then gave him a smile of my own as my body shiver in anticipation.
"Lead," I told him coyly.
Smiling in amusement, Tatsuya lead me to a waltz that would forever be engrave in my mind.
With the breeze of the wind as our music, and the stars and moon as our lights, the waltz that we share is better than any dream that I could ever imagine.
This is heaven.
(Scene Change) (Suzune POV)
I shook my head at the sight of my Primary stepping in between Miyuki-san and those she was speaking with.
He was so possessive and selfish when it comes to Miyuki-san, and, arguably, the same could be said when it comes to Yotsuba-dono.
Tatsuya-san is not selfish or a self-entitled individual, regardless of how much Yotsuba-dono spoils him.
But when it comes to his mother and Miyuki-san, my Primary is the most selfish and spoiled individual in the planet.
And when my Primary acts selfishly, I pity anyone who gets between him and the object of his selfishness.
My Primary can be temperamental and when he becomes temperamental, he becomes trigger-happy and considering his powers, nothing good can come out of him waving his Silver Horn or his Trident wildly.
"So, he left you once again for my daughter, Suzune-san?"
I cringe at the sound of that voice. I knew she would be here.
That voice, that cold yet silky and aristocratic voice. I know that voice anywhere.
Turning around, I saw Shiba Miya looking at me with appraising eyes.
I looked at her and I marveled at how beautiful she is.
In the beauty department, she is probably the only one who can rival Yotsuba-dono. Shiba-dono is 42 years old, the same age as Yotsuba Maya, but she did not look past her mid-twenties, like Yotsuba-dono.
On the other hand, for some reason…
*Throb*
Why is my head suddenly aching?
"Lay low on the apple cider, Suzune-san. Acidic drinks tend to cause dizziness." Shiba-dono told me casually.
I could only nod; surprised that she can pick up my sudden headache.
I have a solid poker face if I say so myself. Hard not to have one with Tatsuya-san being around me in an almost24/7 basis.
"Your eyes giveaway your thoughts, Suzune-san." Shiba-dono informed me and I had to fight the urge to flinch at how easy Shiba-dono pick up on my thoughts. Shiba-dono can read me as easily as Yotsuba-dono.
*Throb*
Again, my head is throbbing like crazy.
"Your face may not betray any expression nor does it portray emotion, but your eyes still expresses emotions. That alone is enough for someone like me to discern your thoughts. You can train your body and face to betray no emotions, but the eyes always reflects emotions without fail. Your eyes are too expressive."
Shiba-dono and Yotsuba-dono, this two can read me like an open book. My Primary as well but he tends to not care what I think.
Looking at myself and making sure that I am presentable, I compose myself before bowing my head at the person that I have grown to admire and respect.
The third woman that my Primary respected and, begrudgingly, admires due to her intelligence alone. The only woman that I know that can rival the intelligence of my Primary. The Mother of Miyuki-san, Shiba Miya.
"Good evening, Shiba-dono." I greeted respectfully and politely. "You look amazing tonight." An understatement. She looks absolutely dive.
"Good evening, Suzune-san." She greeted back calmly. "You don't look half-bad yourself."
With pleasantries exchange, Shiba-dono stood beside me, her eyes not leaving my body.
I fought the urge to tense.
Shiba-dono, like Yotsuba-dono, looks at me like I am not a human being, although I would admit that Shiba-dono's eyes are much more preferable.
After all, I would rather be look at as an investment than a toy.
"I should feel insulted." I felt cold after hearing those words. "I invited you and Tatsuya-kun to come with us, yet both of you rejected my offer. I cannot help but wonder what you and Tatsuya-kun are doing in Okinawa."
Why do I feel like a blade had just touch my throat?
"The madam has business in Okinawa. She had us attend this party with the instructions to enjoy ourselves." I answered honestly, although, from what my Primary conveyed to me, bullets and magic flying later is a possibility.
I don't know why Yotsuba-dono was so adamant in having us attend this party, but I am hoping that tonight would end peacefully.
Shiba-dono raised a brow at my answer. "Tatsuya-kun's mother?" I nodded. "What is her business here?'
"I can't answer that." That translates to I do not know.
I do not want to know.
When it comes to Yotsuba Maya, I follow the lead of my Primary. Obey and ask only if necessary. That would allow me to keep my head much longer.
Shiba-dono seemingly read my mind and did not press any further.
Like Tatsuya-san, Shiba-dono does not inquire about clan business, regardless of the temptation that she may have.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Shiba-dono asked quietly.
"I am enjoying the drinks and the Hors d'oeuvres." I admitted with a light blush. The butter poached shrimp and herb crusted lobster, delicious. "The music isn't bad also." I only found a taste for classical music when I started working for the Yotsuba.
"Good to know. My cousin spent a fortune for this party." I could sense exasperation and irritation in Shiba-dono's voice. "Do you want to meet some members of my family?"
Immediately, warning bells started ringing in my head. If they are anything like you, I don't think my heart can handle the stress of dealing with Divine Queens tonight.
"I would like to decline, Shiba-dono." I hastily answered as politely as I could.
You should be asking that to my Primary. He is the one dating your daughter and they are probably getting frisky with each other as we speak.
A hand was suddenly in my throat, and I know that there was no one behind me, meaning that one of my Primary's ghost is currently at the verge of choking me.
Tatsuya-san, I was joking!
"I insist." Those two words left Yotsuba-dono's lips with a tone that will not allow any form of objection and her eyes took a shade of menacing.
My God, it should be illegal to be that scary while looking so beautiful.
"I guess it would be a privilege." I sighed in submission.
Displeasing Shiba-dono will not be good to my health in many ways.
Specifically, I do not want a ghost hovering over me every time I sleep. Insomnia would kill me, slowly.
"Good answer." Shiba-dono walked, glided actually, passed me and I do not need to be told to follow.
And immediately, I felt out of place, more so than usual.
Shiba-dono glided through the ballroom like the purebred aristocrat that she is. Although she was in her forties, she appears to be in her mid-twenties, and she looks like an absolute Goddess. With a face of an angel and a body to match, together with an otherworldly aura that puts her apart from everyone in the ballroom, and a presence that demands respect and awe.
As Shiba-dono walks, everyone was looking at her with varying degree of expressions and emotions, ranging from admiration to hate to even lust, but she ignored everything and everyone around her as if they were not worth her attention or her time.
And they are probably not because knowing Shiba-dono and from what My Primary had told me earlier, Shiba-dono is a Goddess in flesh and everyone here is dirt compare to her, including myself.
I felt awkward even when I am walking behind her. I know that no one was paying any attention to me due to me being so close to Shiba-dono, but still…
A mortal standing beside a Goddess of Shiba-dono's caliber, I am embarrass and ashamed.
Walking towards the two people that Miyuki-san was speaking with before my Primary took her away, Shiba-dono called for them. "Fumiya-kun, Ayako-san." Though her voice was soft, there was firmness and strength in Shiba-dono's voice that caught the attention of the two pre-teens.
They immediately turned their attention to Shiba-dono and this allowed me to get a good look of them.
Looking closely, I could already tell that they are twins and that both of them held some small semblance towards Miyuki-san.
Those two possesses an otherworldly beauty that defies human thoughts, logic, and imagination.
Although, they are nothing compare to Miyuki-san, and light years behind the beauty of Shiba Miya.
They looked equally adorable and cute but there is something in both of them that spark a sense of danger within me.
My God, this family is as out of this world as the Yotsuba.
"It seems that Tsuyoru-kun had strong-armed Miyuki-san away from both of you." Shiba-dono was amuse but I could tell that she was also, somewhat, irritated at how easy Miyuki-san left her cousins in favor of spending time with Tatsuya-san.
"Tsuyoru-kun?" The female twin inquired confusedly.
"An apprentice of mine in FLT." Shiba-dono elaborated quite proudly. "He is a brilliant young man with an exponential potential as a Magic Engineer." That is an understatement.
The twins still looked confused but Shiba-dono paid them no mind in favor of giving me a look. "Speaking of apprentices, this is another apprentice of mine." I moved in front of Shiba-dono, revealing myself to the two. "This is another one of my apprentices in Tokyo. Suzune-san, please introduced yourself." Shiba-dono prompted and I obey.
I bowed my head slightly in front of the twins before introducing myself in the most eloquent fashion that I can possibly do. "Good evening, my name is Tsuyoru Suzune. It is a pleasure to meet the family of Shiba-dono." I introduced myself, wincing mentally as I used the name that Yotsuba-dono gave to her son, the name that I am force to use as long as I am in service to the Yotsuba, a name symbolizing my freedom being taken from me, by my own choice no less.
Funny, I never really cared about the Ichihana name or even the Ichihara name, but now that I am force to use a name connected to another family, a family that is not connected to mine whatsoever, a name that was given to me out of necessity, a name bestowed to me to brand me as a slave, I felt horrible.
Still, I'm used to pushing my guilt to the back of my mind. Torturing and murdering people can do that to a person.
I then remembered something. "I would also apologize for my cousin. He is very impulsive when it comes to Miyuki-san." I would also like to add vice-versa but due to current company, I don't think that would be appropriate or would do any good to my health.
Standing upright to my full height, I noticed immediately that the boy's entre face suddenly turned dark scarlet.
I was confused why but the chiding and scolding voice of Shiba-dono rang in the vicinity.
"Fumiya-kun, I did not thought of you as someone who would look away from a lady's eyes when spoken upon."
Realization hit me at that second.
The height difference between him and I was significant. I am a good six, eight inches taller than he is.
The dress that I am wearing shows a lot of skin in the chest and legs area. It also shows off all my curves while accentuating my long legs and emphasizing my above-average bust.
Apparently, the boy's, Fumiya-san's, gaze was fixed on my chest.
I desperately fought a blush to appear on my face. I kept my expression as neutral as I could. I don't want to get in the bad side of Shiba-dono.
Also, I think the boy suffered enough. Being scolded by Shiba-dono is not a pleasant experience. I should know, I speak from experience.
In addition, his twin had already hurt him for me.
The sister, Ayako-san, who looked quite outrage, violently grabbed the boy by the back of his collar, and pulled him closed in such a way that it almost strangled the boy. She then comically slapped him over the head two, three times, before forcing him to look at her.
It was somewhat gratifying to see him pale in fear and the look in his eyes was quite enjoyable.
The sister poked her brother's shoulder threateningly before pointing at both of his eyes before directing them to mine.
The weird ability of twins to communicate with simple gestures is truly amusing.
"My apologies for them. They are often times a comedy act." Shiba-dono apologized in a somewhat apologetic manner.
"They are pretty normal." Was my only reply. I expected more from them but seeing them so normal was a breath of fresh air.
I am already exposed to many people that are beyond human by the virtue of their beauty, power, and ability, so normal, any form of normal, is refreshing.
Shiba-dono sighed softly.
"Fumiya-kun, Ayako-san." Shiba-dono called, her tone of voice increased an octave.
The twins stiffened collectively as they gazed fearfully at Shiba-dono. "Mind your manners, especially in front of one of your guest." Shiba-dono stated and the twins looked extremely bashful for a moment.
Shiba-dono is displeased and nothing good can come out of that.
I stepped in at that moment. "This is a wonderful party, the food and music is nice." I complimented, hoping that I am not out of place when speaking to them.
The boy, Fumiya-san perked up at my words. "Really?" The way his eyes lit up made him look like a child, an enthusiastic and naïve child that was complimented by his parents.
"Truly," I reaffirmed.
"Thank you." The girl, Ayako-san said with a pretty smile. "My brother and I handpicked all the Hors d'oeuvres, but the music was all our Otou-sama."
I nodded while raising the empty cup in my hands. "My compliments for a job well done."
"Thank you." The two said in unison, looking very adorable.
"By the way, my name Kuroba Ayako." Ayako-san introduced herself to me properly, bowing her head slightly.
"I would like to apologies for my earlier actions." The boy said uneasily, probably still embarrass. "My name is Kuroba Fumiya."
The two bowed in unison.
I bowed my head slightly in reply.
"A pleasure."
"Now that introductions are over with…" Our attention once again turned to Shiba-dono. "…Fumiya-kun, why won't you ask Suzune-san for a dance? It is only fair considering her cousin is occupying Miyuki-san." Shiba-dono ordered strictly.
Fumiya-san and I was startled by those words, though I was able to compose myself.
Disobeying Shiba-dono is never an option.
Fumiya-san though looked quite awkward at that order and very uneasy.
He is probably a year younger than my Primary, but compare to him, Fumiya-san is a child.
Actually, I think every boy that I met since the day I met Tatsuya-san are children when compare to him.
Tatsuya-san is very mature for his age.
Before Fumiya-san can feel the wrath of Shiba-dono, I will not wish that on anyone, I decided to assist him, for both our sakes.
I get enough scolding, reprimands, and glares from Shiba-dono during my private classes with her back in Tokyo.
I gave Fumiya-san a curtsy, my eyes lock on his. "May you please accompany me in the dance floor?"
That line sound so cliché. I could feel the ghost hovering over me wrapping its spectral hands around my neck in disgust (the ghosts that my Primary creates are as emotionless as he is but they are as sentient as the Astral Beasts and Creatures that my Primary can conjure at the snap of his finger) as well as the unimpressed look that Shiba-dono gave me.
She's going to have me handwrite thousands of codes for my cliché line once Tatsuya-kun and I return to our private class with her, won't she?
"Tsuyoru-san asked you to dance, Fumiya!" Ayako-san scolded her brother sharply. "Be a gentleman and give her an answer." Ayako-san added and I suddenly feel pity for Fumiya-san.
It seems that her sister is quite strict with him.
"Yes, yes." Fumiya-san is not good in dealing with girls. Strange, with his looks, he could charm and enthrall any girl that he wants. He just needs a bit more confidence.
Coughing fakely, he flashed me a boyish smile that makes me uncomfortable.
My Primary doesn't smile, but when his eyes sparks with any form of emotions, anger (very rare), happiness (when he is around Yotsuba-dono and Miyuki-san), and wonder (when around Shiba-dono considering that she was capable of teaching him things that he is still not capable of in Magic Engineering). Whenever those emotions flash in his eyes, he becomes the most magnificent man in the world.
"I would be honor to waltz with you." Fumiya-san said with a slightly dashing smile before offering me a hand.
I took his hand and he was at the process of leading me to the dance floor but Shiba-dono ask me for something that cause dread to spread throughout my being.
"Before you go, may I see your invitation?"
That question is something that I would rather not hear.
I do not fear our invite being rejected. Yotsuba-dono owns many dummy companies that produce tons of profits, most of them manage by Tatsuya-san, and that the company on our invite must have done business with the host family.
What I fear is what company is written on our invite.
The dummy companies that Yotsuba-dono owns, most of them are merely use to obscure some of the Yotsuba Clans more questionable business.
If the person asking was someone normal, a random guard or servant, I can easily deter them.
But the person asking is Shiba-dono and I know that she will not take no for an answer.
Shiba-dono will get her way, one way, or another. Obedience is not an option when it comes to Shiba-dono.
With a defeated sigh, I used my free hand to reach to my purse. Grabbing the invite from my purse, I handed it to Shiba-dono.
With that done, I am grateful to be remove from the gaze of Shiba-dono.
Her gaze is so similar to Yotsuba-dono it is unnerving.
*Throb*
My head hurts again.
(Scene Change) (Tatsuya POV)
People who kill too much, turn into dragons one day. Beasts that rule the land atop piles of money and fly the skies with authority, leaving behind destruction and chaos. They become more and more violent, until they can no longer understand the language of men.
In that regards, I am a Dragon.
I was born a Dragon.
I have never understood human beings.
I never attempted to.
In fact, I hate humans.
I hate humans. I find the thought that I am from the same species to be depressing.
So I am glad that I was born a monster.
I was glad that my mother treated me like a Dragon.
I am also grateful that I was never considered as a human being.
Being compare to those humans is a repulsive prospect.
I hate the world.
My mother hates it as well.
But this world is very fortunate in the virtue that my Miyuki exist in this world.
Before meeting her, if my mother so wills it, I would have destroyed this world. Mother is insane enough to give me that order and I have the capacity to fulfill it.
I value my existence but living in this dull, boring world for many years would have been irritating and aggravating, a death sentence for me when the day my mother passes away.
Then I met Miyuki, and this world had gotten considerably brighter and more interesting. The world suddenly becomes livable when I discovered her existence.
Miyuki is the shining example of what a human should be.
That is not right.
To compare my Miyuki to a human is an insult to her.
My Miyuki is an angel that will one day be a Goddess, and I fully intend to stay beside her for as long as I breathe, to watch her grow and blossom, and to indulge myself with her.
With her by my side, I can tolerate living in this forsaken world.
With her, I have something to look forward to when my mother dies.
I could hear a chuckle from my treasure due to me twirling her around the veranda.
She and I were dancing in the veranda, away from those disgusting humans, and my Miyuki is enjoying herself, enjoying our dance.
I never understood why humans created dancing. I can understand why they created the concept of fighting and combat. Humans are destructive by nature so the creation various fighting arts and combat is understandable, but the art of dancing that does not have any purpose aside from entertainment, I could not understand why humans would develop such a thing.
Still, I learned how to dance in order to make my Miyuki happy and my mother amuse. I am not good at dancing; my dance instructor had called me an acceptable dancing robot, but as I see the smile on my beloved's beautiful face while we waltz on this small terrace, I guess those lessons have its pleasant benefits.
Her smile capable of lighting the darkest nights, her happiness that washed over me in waves, and her warmth as I held her close while we dance, nothing can compare to the euphoria that I am feeling.
They are my world, Miyuki and my mother. With them, I guess I this forsaken rock is more bearable.
I don't know how long we were dancing but when the wind suddenly became still, she and I stopped and parted.
One, two steps backwards, she curtsy and I bowed.
Miyuki raised her head and gave me the smile that she knew arouses me.
I did not even bother controlling myself.
Since the day I was capable of thought, I have accepted many things about myself.
The first that I have accepted is that I am an animal.
Yes, I am technically a human, but humans are animals at their very core. The only difference between humans and other animals is that humans have reason and logic, although most humans do not used those two characteristics most of the time, and animals mostly follow their instincts and urges.
In front of Miyuki, I am merely an animal, and my instincts are telling me to surrender to my urges and seek pleasure from her, to indulge myself with her and her body.
I did so.
In a blur, I took Miyuki in my arms and pinned her on the nearest wall in the gentlest way possible. I don't want to hurt her. I will never hurt her.
I heard the sweet sound of her giggling, which further my urge to please myself in her expense.
I held her tight and my lips covered hers.
She kissed me back.
The two of us surrendered to our urges as our bodies were pressed together and our hands started exploring each other's body.
I am happy.
To those who are going to disturb us, I hope that they had lived a good life at that point of their life because I will end them where they stand.
(Scene Change) (Suzune POV)
Without even glimpsing at Fumiya-san, I can tell that he was nervous.
His hands were a bit sweaty and I could feel him trembe.
Such a shy boy.
Strange, his sister did not show any nervousness when speaking with me, and Miyuki is the very picture of proper and sophistication when I was introduce to her.
I know that Fumiya-san, her twin, and Miyuki-san are cut from the same cloth. I expected him to be like Miyuki-san and Shiba-dono, but it seems that I was wrong, at least partially.
Maybe I was overestimating Shiba-dono's family. I guess she and Miyuki-san are one of a kind even in their family.
Arriving at the center of the dancefloor, away from the sight of his twin and Shiba-dono, he faced me and the true extent of his nervousness was in display before me.
He was almost sweating and was visibly fidgeting.
I repress a sigh.
This will not do.
I respect Shiba-dono, and the relationship of her daughter and my Primary is a positive for both of them. Tatsuya-san might not show it, but I know he values the approval of Shiba-dono in his relationship with Miyuki-san.
That means that I need to make Fumiya-san look good during our dance.
He must not be embarrass in front of his family and their guest, or else Shiba-dono would be displeased and that may roll over to my Primary.
Dealing with a displeased Tatsuya is never pretty.
Closing my eyes, I strategized and went with it.
"Fumiya-san," I called and the effeminate boy looked at me with an uncomfortable gaze.
I offered him my hand and gave him the kindest smile that I could muster. "Please, your hand." I requested gently, hoping my tone can comfort him.
It seems that got a reaction from him. His face became scarlet but there was a look of relief on his face. It must be comforting for him that I was the one who initiated the conversation.
He raised his hand, his trembling hand, before placing it on top of mine.
His grip was light.
Such a shy boy.
I took the initiative and grabbed his other hand, and placed it on my waist.
I was very uncomfortable with a male touching me but this is necessary.
Dancing is one of the few activities that two strangers are allowed to touch each other in a somewhat intimate manner.
Also, for my Primary's sake, I need to make a good impression in front of Miyuki-san's family.
Putting my other hand on his shoulder, and feeling slightly exasperated when his trembling increase, I spoke to him in a gentle voice, hoping that it would calm him in some way.
"Lead," I told him quietly before smiling kindly, sisterly even.
"Lead." I told him again before letting out a bit of my Psion, utilizing my family's magic. The very magic that had stripped my clan of their Number.
The magic that the Ichihana clan was developing before they were stripped of their number was Pheromone Manipulation Magic. Essentially, the magic was design to mimic how animals and insects secrete chemicals in their bodies to elicit behavioral or developmental responses from others of the same or of different species. This magic was develop with the intention of controlling and manipulating the human body of the user and affecting the behavior of another human being to the point that it can be considered as mind control, a discreet version of a mind control.
The Ichihana family was stripped of its number and was promptly disbanded when someone outside the family accidentally discovered the development of this magic, and the research and development concerning this magic were destroyed, but not all of them.
After all, the day I was inducted in the clan as a Guardian, an encyclopedia thick folder was given to me concerning the Ichihana clan and it's magic.
How the Yotsuba got a hold of a research and magic that was both forbidden and, supposedly, destroy, I would never know.
I wouldn't even ask.
The beauty of this magic is that the speed invocation of the magic is constant, with or without a CAD, I can use this magic with a steady casting time, and the Activation Sequence as well as the Magic Sequence of this magic does not produced any 'pollution' regardless of my control and/or usage of Psion.
With careful control of the pheromones that I am secreting, Fumiya-san stopped trembling and his hold on my waist and hand tighten slightly. The nervousness on his face was replaced with what I would assume as confidence.
It worked.
Now, I just hope that he can dance as well as Miyuki-san, and better than my Primary.
With that thought in mind, Fumiya-san started to led me to a waltz.
Left foot forward, Right foot back.
Right foot side, Left foot side.
Left foot close, Right foot close.
Right foot back, Left foot forward.
Left foot side, Right foot side.
Right foot close, Left foot close.
Okay, so far so good.
I am impress to be honest.
Firstly, he is a better dancer than my Primary. Something that can be easily achieve considering my Primary is mostly robotic in everything aside from fighting.
Secondly, Fumiya-san is very graceful, all things considered. The magic that I cast on him merely removed his nervousness and increased his confidence to a level that he won't feel bashful dancing with the person that he had never met before. My magic did not magically make him a good dancer. He was already a good dancer and with the confidence boost, he was able to waltz me around the dancefloor in the most graceful way possible that was within our abilities.
Thirdly, I must concede and admit that Fumiya-san is very much good looking now that I am able to get a really good and up-close look. He had an effeminate appearance but he has so much boyish charm that his appearance was more of an advantage than a detrimental. This is evident that after a minute waltzing with him, I could already detect several jealous glares from many young females in the room as well as gazes of attraction directed at Fumiya-san from most females in the room, both young and old.
The stares that we are receiving was due to how handsome Fumiya-kun is, now at full display considering his nervousness has vanished, and how graceful and elegant our dancing is, mostly due to how Fumiya-san is leading me in our dance.
He was doing such a good job that everyone around us had left the dance floor in order to give us the entire area to dance on, and was now watching us in admiration, wonder, and amazement.
I felt a wave of embarrassment washed over me but I suppressed it in order to continue dancing with Fumiya-san.
He is doing well and I must not do anything that would shamed him. He is the son of the host after all and a cousin of Miyuki-san.
Speaking of Miyuki-san, I hope that she is making my Primary happy at this moment.
I know my Primary is doing his best to show Miyuki-san a good time He always gets out of his way to make Miyuki-san happy, often times forcing himself to do activities that he considers wasteful.
The sentiment is shared by Miyuki-san but that still does not stop me from worrying.
I like Shiba Miyuki. I consider her a friend and we have a good relationship. I also appreciate the positive effects that she has on my Primary.
Miyuki-san can humanized my Primary, more so than his mother who seems content on having him be 'beyond human' or as someone who has 'never been human'.
For that, I appreciate the existence of Shiba Miyuki.
However, I am also wary of her. Very, very wary of her.
Aside from Yotsuba Maya, my Primary would bend knee for Shiba Miyuki.
Though my Primary does not care about the concept of pride and such, I would go so far and say that he doesn't have any pride himself, he is still a proud person, though he would deny it.
My Primary has abilities that is difficult to fathom, an intellect that is above and beyond even the most brilliant scholar, magic that transcends this world, and power so vast that he can ultimately destroy the world if he wants to.
My Primary, Tsuyoru Tatsuya, Yotsuba Tatsuya is the closest humanity could get to Godhood, to a human God.
Because of this, he does not take being ordered well.
And yet, he bows his head and submit to two specific women.
Yotsuba Maya and Shiba Miyuki.
Yotsuba Maya, my Primary's mother, knows the abilities and capabilities of her son, to such a degree that she uses him in so many tasks that are illegal, immoral, and downright impossible if look on paper with so much confidence in his success.
Yotsuba-dono's unmeasurable trust on her son's ability is very unnerving.
Yotsuba-dono loves my Primary. I would even go so far and say that Yotsuba-dono loves her son above everything else, even the clan that she is leading at present, but Yotsuba-dono is not above using him as weapon of destruction, a tool for her flimsical whims.
I have seen my Primary deal with Yotsuba-dono's associates before. He does not take orders well and he dislikes being used and/or manipulated.
The last one who tried earned the full wrath of my Primary. Tatsuya-san can be sadistic at times.
Considering all that, my Primary is not bother with his mother treating him as a tool and/or a weapon at times.
And then, there is Shiba Miyuki.
Miyuki-san, at this point, is still oblivious to the true strength that my Primary has at his disposal. Miyuki-san knows that Tatsuya-san is strong, terrifyingly so, but she does not know that she is dating a guy that can be said to wield the power of a God.
Miyuki-san also does not know how distorted my Primary is. She knows that he is very emotionless, but she does not know how ruthless and merciless he can be, how utterly terrifying he can be when push comes to shove, and the evils that he is capable of.
I know that there is no avoiding it, but a part of me prays, for the sake of my Primary, that Miyuki-san never discovers the power that he wields and/or his true nature.
There are two reactions, when people discover the power of my Primary and how terrifyingly and coldheartedly he wields it. There are two sure reactions.
The most common is fear. The fear of someone possessing such unspeakable power and the knowledge that he is fully skilled and capable in wielding that power to a degree that most cannot fathom.
The rare reaction is that of elation, though in a bad way. To see someone wield the power that my Primary has, if you do not feel fear, you will feel elation of the thought of having the person wielding that power under your control.
To this day, only Yotsuba-dono had felt complete glee at the might of her son.
The day Miyuki-san witness his power, is the day I fear the most for my Primary.
If Miyuki-san develops a fear of him, there is no doubt that my Primary's heart would break.
If Miyuki-san sees him as weapon or a tool, then I would most likely die on that day. I will die and take Miyuki-san with me.
Although My Primary would be fine with such a treatment as long as Miyuki-san still loves and cares for him, I will not stand for it.
I would rather die horribly than have my Primary be treated like a weapon by another person that he loves and value.
I pray, that the day my Primary shows his nature to Miyuki-san, that Miyuki-san would have the mind and heart not to look at Tatsuya-san in a way that would cause him harm.
That is my prayer for the angel that had captured the heart of the Yotsuba Dragon.
The final strum of the violin reverberated in the air.
I cancelled my magic as Fumiya-san and I separated.
He gave me a sheepish smile as he bowed.
I smiled at him in return while curtsying in reply.
I must admit that I enjoy my dance with him. Dancing with him is different from dancing with my Primary. Fumiya-san treated me like a lady, though he was pseudo-drug, unlike my Primary who always treated me as an associate, sometimes a friend, even when we are force to act intimate during missions.
It stings a bit knowing that Tatsuya-san would never treat me as a lady, but I guess his conditioning can be…
Is that a sniper muzzle?
I inquired mentally as I caught sight of a familiar weapon.
I've seen and used so many varieties of a sniper rifle to know what the muzzle looks like even at a distance.
And from this angle, I could already tell that the muzzle of that sniper was aimed at Fumiya-san's heart.
'I hate it when Tatsuya-san is right.' I thought grimly, my body already in motion even before that thought was form.
Extending my hand, I gently pushed Fumiya-san out of the trajectory of the weapon.
The muzzle released a flash as Fumiya-san staggered backwards.
I suddenly lost all feeling on my right shoulder and arm.
This was follow by pain exploding throughout my body.
Before I fell to the ground, my consciousness fading, I could hear several screams followed by the sound of gunfire.
I hate it when Tatsuya-san is right.
(Scene Change) (Miyuki POV)
Is it wrong to feel lust?
Is it wrong to enjoy lust?
Is it wrong to indulge in lust?
I know that lust is practically a sin, that lust can push human beings to do unspeakable and disgusting acts like rape.
Yet, as I drown in my lust and as my lover surrender himself to his, I really didn't see any harm in indulging oneself to lust, once in a while, especially with a person that you cherish with all your heart.
I giggled mentally as a stifled moan escape my lips.
Right after our little dance, my Tatsuya-kun came at me like a man possess.
In one swift motion, I found myself pinned on the wall, our lips lock in a passionate kiss.
After that, our lust and desire for each other took over, as everything became a pleasant blur.
I was amazed at the feeling of my beloved lips against mine. His lips tasted like heaven, the way he kissed me felt like heaven.
I could feel the hunger and want in his kiss, and I was overjoyed.
He kissed me as if he needed me like the air that he breathes
A shudder of excitement went up my, as I felt him forcing his way in my mouth with his tongue. I welcome him and our tongues dueled for dominance, though the battle did not last long.
I surrender myself to him, and the pleasure that I felt in our kiss increased. I could feel his tongue exploring my mouth and the exhilaration that I felt was without words.
Tatsuya pressed himself closer to my body as my cheeks grew redder at the feeling of his muscular chest against my breast.
I moaned into Tatsuya's mouth as I felt his hands move up my body and onto my back. He gently stroked my back as I felt him sucking on my tongue playfully.
I moved my arms on his shoulders with the intent of deepening our kiss, but I was surprise and disappointed when I felt him pull back.
A trail of saliva could be seen between our lips as we both used this sudden reprieved to catch our breath.
I could feel my lover's hand moving down my body and I whimpered when I feel his hand on my rear before a weak yelp was released from my lips when I felt his hands snaked into my skirt and onto my thighs.
"TATSUYA…" I gasped loudly as I felt myself being lifted off the ground by my thighs before his lips covered mine for another heated kiss.
Although, this kiss was a bit different.
It was different in a way that he did not allow me to kiss back. He positioned my body in such a way that I have no leverage to do anything other than to accept whatever he was going to do to me, and he held me in such a way that I could barely move my body.
He is always like this. He always wanted to take the lead and make me do absolutely nothing as he pleasures me.
He wanted to dominate me completely, to accept, never to give, to let him have free reign over me.
Sometimes I let him, other times, I struggle. I do not want to be called a lazy lover.
For tonight though, I would let him do all the work and have him dominate me to his heart's content. I don't know how long he will be here, so letting him do what he likes is preferable for both of us.
And also, I am not complaining with him doing whatever he wants with me. He is so good when he is pleasing me.
He was kissing me hard and passionately, enough to literally take my breath away. His tongue was wildly exploring the inside of my mouth, his tongue occasionally wrapping around mine, gently sucking my tongue to send goosebumps of ecstasy up my spine.
I could feel his hands caressing my thighs, gently squeezing them, massaging them, groping them causing me to moan in our kiss. He had never touched that part of my body before, and I was enjoying the new sensation that I was feeling.
My Tatsuya broke the kiss suddenly but before I could complain, I felt his lips on my throat. My breathe hitched as I felt him kissing my throat and I shudder in pleasure at the feeling of his teeth gently grazing my throat.
He was marking me!
How lovely!
I suddenly felt Tatsuya-kun's breathing on the left side of my neck. His head slid deeper into my neck and I felt him bite and suck at it gently while murmuring, "beautiful" over and over.
Moans escape my lips as my body, my entire being completely surrendered to my beloved.
Ecstasy, all I could feel is ecstasy at the hands of my beloved.
I don't want this to end.
So of course, the world decided to end this moment for us.
(Scene Change) (Tatsuya POV)
Miyuki is my drug.
My wonderful and delectable drug.
I enjoy indulging myself with her and from the sound of pleasure and ecstasy escaping her lips, I am confident that she feels the same.
Good, making her feel good and having her want me to indulge on her is half the fun.
The things that I would like to do to her right now would be inappropriate in the current setting but summoning a Darkness Astral Beast would have easily solve our problem.
Darkness is the element of illusion after all.
I would like nothing more than to continue indulging on her flesh, touching and kissing my treasure until both of us reach the peak of our pleasure, until we surrender to our primal desire, but regrettably, I have to cut this short.
After all, there were three SUVs that had just parked in front of the veranda and there are at least ten people grappling upwards in our current location.
It seems that many people are going to die tonight.
And unfortunately, Miyuki is going to see me put down people like cattle tonight.
Just great!
With hesitation, I put Miyuki down to the ground and removed my hand out of her skirt. Miyuki is very soft and comforting; I should touch her body more often.
I broke the kiss, much too both our displeasure.
Miyuki looked at me questioningly, a cute pout on her lips.
I resisted my urges that screamed at me to retake her lips and explore her body more thoroughly.
There will be time for that later.
Now, it is time to take out the trash.
I pressed my forehead onto hers before whispering something that I would never utter to anyone else, ever.
"Don't be scared."
I begged her before my instincts took over.
I have the desire to see blood tonight
(Scene Change) (Miyuki POV)
"Don't be scared." Tatsuya-kun told me in a begging tone, something that took me a back.
I've never heard him use such a tone with me before.
I parted my lips to ask but before I could form my question, Tatsuya-kun turned his back on me and drew a handgun in one swift motion.
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
I could only stare as Tatsuya fired four bullets, and I swore I heard those bullets hitting and breaking something.
Before I could wrapped my mind around the current situation, Tatsuya suddenly wrapped his arms around me in a protective manner.
And there I saw, six masked men in full military gear, all of them pointing rifles at us.
My eyes widen in horror as I watched them all fire at us, the sound of gunfire hurting my ears and the flash from their guns blinding my eyes.
But before the bullets could hit us, silver flames erupted around Tatsuya, and bat like-Wings, Dragon-like wings actually, emerged from those flames, effectively stopping those bullets.
I stared at those wings.
I've seen those wings before. If I recall, those are the wings of Tatsuya's Avatar.
Another appendage emerge from the flames surrounding Tatsuya, this time a long tail with a bladed tip. As it emerged, it struck everyone in the veranda, aside from Tatsuya and I.
I watched as the bladed tip of the tail impaled six people and as they bleed from their stomachs, I have no doubt that they are either dead or dying.
Tatsuya then released me from his arms before moving towards the railing. I followed closely behind him.
I ignored the bleeding corpse hovering near me and merely focused on my beloved.
His aura and presence change drastically.
Whenever I am near him, he is a gentle soul, a source of warmth that never fails to make me feel love and protected, a relaxing sun in a cold winter day.
When he is around other people, my Tatsuya is like the wind, untouchable, invincible, avoiding every possible contact with anyone and everyone, appearing only to his liking.
Now though, he was not the wind, he was not the sun.
No, he was a full-blown beast.
The aloofness and the warmth in his aura have disappeared in replace of malice, bloodlust, and callousness.
The power and strength in his aura was magnified to a level that baffled me.
He has always been powerful. Even with him not trying to look or act powerful, power still hovers over him like air. Power seemingly and effortlessly clung to him like a vice.
But the power that I feel from him now, there is no words that I could use to fully describe it, although I would call the power oozing out of his body as evil.
Finally, death seemingly radiates from his body.
A shiver went up from my spine as I gazed at the six bodies that were still impaled on the tail of Tatsuya's Avatar.
I don't know who they are, I don't actually care about them, but it seems that whatever they did, had angered my beloved to a degree that his overwhelming aura has become that of a monster ready to hunt.
I watched as my beloved casually raised his pistol, with majesticness that I have not seen before from him.
I stared at the gun that my beloved was holding before turning my gaze on where he was pointing his gun.
I could only stare at the three SUVs parked across the veranda and the dozens of uniformed and armed people surrounding the vehicles, with some of them preparing what seems to be a rocket launcher.
"How pedestrian." My gazed returned to my beloved. He sounded so bored, so uninterested. "It is like they are thinking that I would allow them to fire a single shot." He sound as if he was referring to slime. He pulled the trigger of his pistol before turning his back on the people below us, as if they were not even worth to look at.
He walked passed me as I watched in spellbound as the bullet sailed through air.
Immediately, I could sense a cocoon of Magic surrounding the bullet.
Although I could not tell what magic my Tatsuya cast on the bullet, I could already tell that whatever it does, it will not be pretty.
*BOOM*
I was right.
The moment the bullet landed on the ground, between the three cars, a large explosion erupted that tore the vehicles apart and burned the men near the perimeter of the SUVs.
*PACK*
*PACK*
*PACK*
*PACK*
I could hear loud footsteps behind me.
I turned around only to see another pair of men, armed with rifles, taking down the door.
Before they could do anything though, Tatsuya-kun had already moved his hands, hands that were touching and groping my body just seconds ago, to their necks.
With one swift motion, he grabbed both of their necks before casually and effortlessly ripping their throats off.
Before those men fell to the ground, Tatsuya had already disarmed them of their weapons. A millisecond passed, and the rifles lay on the ground, dismantled to its barest components.
I did not bother looking at the men that were bleeding on the ground or the other six corpse that casually fell to the ground.
They were not Yotsuba; they were not Oji-sama's subordinates.
The Yotsuba will never allow guards that are not magicians.
I followed Tayuya-kun inside of the ballroom.
And I almost collapsed for my troubles when I felt a wave of Cast Jamming bearing down upon me.
Fortunately, the Psion Noise that was assaulting disappeared after a second.
A wave of magic erupted from my boyfriend, and the feeling of nausea that washed over me disappeared.
I stared at my boyfriend in wonder.
He was a BS-Magician, and he has never been ashamed of what kind of a magician he is and how limited he is down the line. I always knew that whatever magic he possesses, it is special and befits a person like him.
I have never seen magic that could negate the effects of Cast Jamming, but apparently, whatever magic he possesses; it gave him the ability to shrug off Cast Jamming as if it were nothing.
He is really amazing and he is mine.
Shaking out of my stupor, I look around the ballroom. Now that I am free from the effects of Cast Jamming, I can see what is happening in the area and where the Cast Jamming came from.
Things were not good.
Things have degenerated into a dangerous and unprecedented situation.
Several dozen armed men were in the ballroom, pointing their guns at Ojii-sama's guest in a threatening manner. Oji-sama's guests, all of them, were terrified at the current situation. All of them were kneeling on the ground, shivering and trembling as the armed men were screaming threateningly in a foreign language at them…
I think it's Russian.
How did Russians get into Japanese Territory?
There were also several men overlooking the ballroom from above the balcony.
My eyes went to the dance floor and my heart plummeted at the sight of Fumiya-kun cradling someone who was bleeding all over him.
I hope, whoever that person is, did not die in front of him. That would have traumatized him.
I found my Okaa-sama in one corner, shielding Ayako-san while both Honami-san and Minami-san stood in front of them. I could tell that they were struggling to remain on their feet due to the effects of the Cast Jamming on the vicinity and the strain that it was causing them must be tremendous.
I then focused my attention at the armed men in the room and winced at the sight of Antinite rings on their ring fingers, and I was also shocked at the fact that the Cast Jamming was continuously in effect even without them touching those rings.
Those are not ordinary Sorcery Disruptors.
My eyes then went to Mitsugu-ojisama. He was on the ground, flat on his stomach while a man knelt on his back, pressing his knee rather painful on his lower back. Another two were pressing their rifles at the back of his neck.
Another concerning thing was that Oji-sama's subordinates, all of them were on the floor, bleeding from seemingly various gunshot wounds.
This is not good.
As I drink in the sight before me, I looked at Tatsuya and the look on his face startled me a bit.
He wore his customary emotionless face, yet I could see underlying boredom, as if the entire debacle in front of him did not scare or interest him whatsoever.
Another thing that I noticed was that his eyes have one single emotion that truly taken me a back.
There was bloodlust in those eyes.
"Пистолет! руки вверх! (Gun Down. Hands Up!)" My attention turned towards the four men that were approaching us, all of them pointing the barrel of their rifles at us. They were wildly and threateningly screaming at us in Russian, repeating incomprehensible words at us over and over.
Everyone's attention turned to us as the volume of the screaming from the four men increased as Tatsuya gave them a deadpanned glance.
Tatsuya did not look impress and strangely, that was rather comforting.
"Пистолет! руки вверх!" One of the men repeated loudly.
Tatsuya looked at the man before replying with a drawled tone.
"Honestly, do you think a non-magician-type of Cast Jamming would work against me?" He asked as if he was speaking with an incompetent child. "Scratch that, do you honestly think that Cast Jamming in general, regardless of the number of layers, would work against me?" He sounded somewhat insulted.
Before anyone could even breathe, Tatsuya raised his pistol and opened fired.
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
Four shots were fired and before anyone could blink, four bodies fell to the ground; each of their heads had a bullet hole right on the center of their head.
With the slightest movement, my Tatsuya shifted his gun and pointed it at the people on the balcony.
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
Another four bodies fell from the balcony to the ground and the magazine of the pistol that my boyfriend was holding followed soon after.
In one swift and smooth motion, I saw my Tatsuya reload a new magazine, although this seems moot at the moment due to the hail of bullets flying at our direction.
I know, even if the situation was dire and the fact that my speed invocation is no match against the speed of a bullet, that I should at least try and deploy my Wave-Force Armor Magic to block the attacks coming at our way.
I know that I should be readying my CAD for battle.
But, for some reason, I did not.
I had a feeling that it would be a waste of effort and that by doing so, I would be insulting my beloved.
I was right.
When the hail of bullets was a foot or two away from us, they fell harmlessly to the ground, as if the force, speed, and momentum of the bullets were removed.
The impressive and shocking part about this was that I barely felt Tatsuya-kun using his magic.
Tatsuya-kun once again raised his pistol and opened fired.
12 shots were fired.
12 bodies fell dead on the floor.
Throughout this, regardless of killing dozens of men in the span of a minute, my Tatsuya did not change his expression.
He looked bored; perpetually bored like he can name at least a hundred things that he could and would do right now that is more interesting.
After his latest display, all attention was drawn to him, and to an extent me.
I could tell that every armed men in the room were all pointing their rifles at him and were concentrating every ounce of Cast Jamming at our direction.
Normally, this would have guaranteed a mountain-level pressure of Psion noise, enough to put any magician in a coma.
There was no Psion noise that reached us.
The proof, Tatsuya brought out his favorite CAD, the silver Gun-shape CAD, Silver Horn custom.
He pointed it upwards and pulled the trigger.
I have seen my beloved perform magic only a handful of times. Every time I see him use magic, I am always delighted.
At such a young age, he has such perfect and artistic control over any magic that he uses.
Now that he was using his own magic, the magic that he was born with, the control and grace was accentuated to a level that I know I would not reach.
With a pull of a trigger, a black sphere of darkness appeared above us. From that black sphere, beams of light descended throughout the room.
Everything that the beams touch, were pierced, no exception from flesh to steel.
The beams of light had touch every corner of the ballroom
It wasn't even a second when every hostile threats in the area all fell with a thud, their bodies pierce multiple times.
That was amazing.
Tatsuya-kun then moved from where he was standing in such a casual way, like what he had just done was nothing to him.
He regarded Oji-sama's guest with a blank look before a flash of silver flames erupted from his body. A black dragon with silver highlights flew outwards from the flames.
It immediately opened its mouth and released a stream of black mist upon the guest. The mist quickly enveloped them and as it fade, everyone that was touch by the mist suddenly became dazed, eyes unfocused and body unmoving.
I stared at the black dragon hovering in front of Oji-sama's guest before I continue following him from behind.
There are other more important matters than the people that Oji-sama's cohorts.
He made his way towards Fumiya-kun and I was suddenly worried.
I hope that he was not mad at Fumiya-kun for merely talking with me.
"You really are not cut out for this type of work." Tatsuya-kun said with a disappointed voice as he stood over Fumiya-kun's fallen form.
I was confused at this so I merely watched as Tatsuya grabbed the person that Fumiya-kun was cradling. There was a sound of protest from Fumiya-kun but he was silence with a glare from my boyfriend.
I looked at Fumiya-kun and he had caught my gaze. He was about to speak but I shook my head before giving him a piercing look, telling him remain silent.
I know what Fumiya-kun was capable of, with and without magic. I don't know what Tatsuya-kun is capable of, but from what I see from his training with sensei and what I saw seconds ago, I know one thing.
Tatsuya-kun would destroy Fumiya-kun without any effort.
That is a fact.
I watched from the corner of my eye. Tatsuya-kun was looking at the person that he pulled off from Fumiya-kun.
My jaw almost dropped to the ground in dread.
Suzune-san!
I gazed upon Suzune-san and she looked to have had better days.
Her entire right arm was missing and she was bleeding profusely from her right shoulder, what remains of it that is.
Blood was already coating Tatsuya-kun's suit.
Suzune-san might die from bloodlust.
Still, Tatsuya-kun did not look distress, which is strange considering that they are close, or as close as Tatsuya-kun would allow her to get.
With an exasperated sigh, Tatsuya-kun pointed his CAD at Suzune-san.
Pulling the trigger, a miracle occurred as a single bullet fell to the ground.
I've been focus with my studies for the last five months, so sorry for the hiatus.
The good news, I have finally got all the credits needed for me to graduate college. Yeah me….
ENJOY AND REVIEW…..
P.S. The Lemon that I promise would be next chapter…I am going to be evil next chapter.
P.S.S. Tatsuya and Miyuki are engage in canon as of Volume 16...Rejoice and Happy days...There is a God after all.