The Prince of the Yotsuba

by fujin of shadows

Two beings born from darkness and one plunge into the dark. One raise to be the perfect aristocrat. The other raised to be the perfect weapon. The other a jewel from a fallen family. For this three to meet was unlikely, and yet, they met and formed a bond that could not be broken. A Monster, A Goddess, and A Scholar. A Prince, A Princess and An Assassin. {TatsuyaXMiyukixSuzune}

13. Chapter 11

Any question and inquiries about the spells that Tatsuya used, just pm me and I'll give the answer.

This is a long one, 25,000 long.

There is going to be another chapter to wrapped this up.

It is not fair for Miya to be the only one who got some action.

Next chapter would have Maya in a lemon. I am contemplating whether I should have it a twosome with just her and Tatsuya, or a threesome with Miyuki.

I'll think about it.

For now, enjoy, review, and I am sorry if I wasn't able to fully proof read the chapter. 25000 thousand long, I don't have that kind of patients.

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The Prince of Yotsuba

Chapter 11: Okinawa Military Arc Part 6

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(Miya POV)

Inconceivable…

The scene before me is Inconceivable.

The sight of my sister embracing Tatsuya-kun as if he was the most precious being in her life.

Inconceivable…

The words that was uttered between the two as they met.

Maya calling Tatsuya-kun 'My son' and Tatsuya-kun calling my sister 'Mother'.

Inconceivable…

Yet it is the reality that I am witnessing.

It is the reality that we are all witnessing.

I do not need to look at those around me to know that they are all in various states of disbelief.

It is a known fact in both the Yotsuba and in the Japanese Magic Community that Maya cannot have a child.

She was render infertile more than three decades ago.

It is biologically impossible for Maya to have a child.

And if she had a child, the entire family would have known.

Maya, even if she is always in the main estate, is the most involve head in the history of the Yotsuba Clan.

We would have noticed that she was carrying a child.

There are many evidence that supports that this scene is nothing more than a farce.

But this is not a farce.

The one characteristic that Tatsuya-kun has that is even above his animalistic tendencies is that he is honest to a fault. He had never lied to me and he certainly has never lied to my daughter. Tatsuya-kun would opt silence than to lie.

And the words that he told my daughter earlier and the words that he used in the past to described his mother, it fits Maya perfectly.

It also explains why Tatsuya-kun said that he couldn't guarantee a victory over his mother.

As Tatsuya-kun said before, Maya is the closest thing to a perfect magician.

She has the accolades and the body county to prove that.

Another testament to the truth of this scene is the fact that Tatsuya-kun is embracing Maya with the tenderness that he only reserves and gives to my daughter.

Maya showing that level of tenderness back at Tatsuya-kun is something that I could not imagine, something that I could not comprehend.

From the embrace, Maya looked up at us, and her eyes, which has always been similar yet different that mine, shines with emotions of glee and possessiveness that I have never seen before.

Even when she was 'alive', I've never seen those emotions in her eyes, not to this degree.

(Maya POV)

As I hold my son in my arms, I am not ashamed to say that I am intoxicated.

I am not intoxicated by means of alcoholic beverages or any drugs. I am above those petty addictions.

I am intoxicated due to having my son's magic caress my skin.

I am intoxicated by his magic enveloping my body.

I love touching my son after his battles.

I love holding my son after he uses his magic.

My son has the most beautiful magic in the world and he has the most beautiful execution of magic in the world.

Although he is limited in magic abilities, but in terms of raw magical power, in terms of Psion quality, my beloved son is above even the most elite magician. His magic power is the purest in the world, and I would proudly proclaim to the world with pride.

As for execution, no one can used magic better than he can. No wasted effort and no wasted energy, every spell and every magic is used to its maximum capacity. Watching my son used magic is equivalent to watching Beethoven play the piano or Da Vinci painting a masterpiece.

My son's magic is glorious.

My son utilizing magic is a work of art.

And I am the one who brought him into this world.

I am the one who had given birth to this wonderful and unique creature.

His magic came from mine.

His body came from my womb.

His blood is my blood.

This child, this marvelous child existed because of me.

That makes him mine.

Mine to cherish.

Mine to love.

Mine to teach.

Mine to command.

Mine to hold.

He is all mine.

His very being is mine.

I held him as tightly as I could.

I held him as close to my body as I could.

I held him with all the love that I could possibly muster.

The feel of his magic prickling my skin is wondrous.

The feel of his strong body in my arms is heavenly.

The feel of his strong, otherworldly presence enveloping me is euphoric.

I could spend my remaining days holding my dear son and I would die with no regrets.

But alas, fate is cruel, very, very cruel.

My son pulled back and I did my best not to pout.

The night is still young and he will be in my arms after everything has been settle.

He will be in my arms for the rest of the evening and much of the morning and the afternoon.

He took a step back, but he remained within arm's reach of me. He looked thoughtful for a second before taking one of my hands and casually placing it on his cheeks.

My son can be adorable. He might not admit it, but he instinctually hungers for the touch of those he loves.

Nodding respectfully to me, which is a bow for him, he spoke.

"My apologies for calling you in such a late hour." How caring and considerate of my son.

I laughed a bit as I tap his right cheek lightly and ruffled his hair lovingly. "No inconvenience, my darling. You are my son. A mother's duty is to support her son with everything in her disposal." A son like you deserves nothing less, and we are equal after all.

Everything I wanted from you, you gave me with excellence.

It is only right that I reply in kind.

My son looked at me with affection hidden behind his all-seeing and all-knowing eyes before reaching for my other hand. With my hand clasped tightly in his, he gently guided me to the group that he had amassed.

I could not help but smile at their collective expressions.

My family, how wonderful!

Onee-san is here, looking at me in utter surprised.

Nami-chan has a face of complete disbelief.

Mitsugu-san, who would feel my wrath later for his disobedience, is completely pale with eyes filled with shocked.

The twins looked catatonic, how laughable.

And my second-rate replacement was looking at me with…what's this…Miyuki-chan is looking at me, at us, my son and I, with jealousy and a bit of hate.

I am going to enjoy rubbing this to her face.

My son is not yours yet Miyuki-chan.

He is not yours fully.

He is still mine.

HE IS STILL MINE!

My son stopped right in front of Miyuki-chan.

He was about to call for her but stopped himself. He narrowed his eyes lightly at Miyuki-chan, who looked to be out of it.

There was a soft, borderline depress sigh from my son. He let go of my hand, which is irritating because he did it for another female.

I watched, with growing aggravation, as my son took a small step forward and wrapped his arms around Miyuki-chan's small waist.

There was an audible yelped from Miyuki-chan. She was brought back to earth by my son's touch.

She looked at him, and my son looked at her with a look that I am very familiar with.

The look in my son's eyes is that of a child wanting to please.

Suddenly, my son covered Miyuki-chan's lips with his own, kissing her with an intensity that I am also familiar with.

I am the one who taught him how to kiss after all.

Miyuki-chan's eyes widen considerably in surprised, which I consider ridiculous.

How many times has my son kiss you at this point?!

There was a bit of struggle from Miyuki-chan, which is somewhat strange because from my knowledge, Miyuki-chan never struggles whenever my son kisses her.

That struggle did not last though as she surrendered herself to my son.

That is good.

My son would be deeply sadden if she suddenly starts being repulsed by his touches.

And if that happens, Miyuki-chan will be having a very harsh reeducation in my hands.

An audible moaned broke me off from my thoughts as I turn my attention to my son and his doll.

My eye twitched a bit as I see Miyuki-chan's arms wrapped tightly around my son's neck to deepen the kiss in her end.

My son replied in kind, as he pulled her closer to him, actually lifting her off her feet.

Miyuki-chan could not help but moan from the kiss and this is where I put my foot down.

I don't mind if Miyuki-chan would offer her damn body to my son. I would actually encourage it. A child from my son and Miyuki-chan would have the potential that can surpassed them both.

But I don't want this happening in front of me.

He is my son.

Summer and Winter, he is mine to do as I please.

This little skank has to wait her turn.

I gave my son a few more seconds to enjoy the lip lock that he has with his doll before grabbing his shoulder and forcibly pulling him off from his doll.

I resisted the urge to laugh at Miyuki-chan almost falling at the absent of my son's embraced.

There was a sound of distress from Suzune-chan.

How cute.

She must have thought that my darling would lashed out against me.

That is an adorable thought.

My son won't hurt me, not for something this minor.

He might lashed out on others, but they are insignificant.

In his eyes, I am far above insignificant.

Although, I do admit, the glare that my darling gave me was hilarious.

"I was enjoying her, mother." He told me with a low growl.

I visibly laughed at this.

I should remind my son how to properly and fully enjoy his woman later.

"My apologies, my darling." My son rolled his eyes, knowing that I am being insincere. "But before you can ravage your girlfriend, it is only proper for you to introduce her to me. I want to know the name of my future daughter-in-law."

My sister glared at me and I merely looked at her, and I am not hiding my amusement.

She is a smart girl; Nami-chan and Mitsugu-san are bright as well. They should know by now the game I am playing.

If they don't play that game, there are going to be consequences. They should know by now the card I will play if they refused to play.

My son can drive a message deeper and better than any of my previous methods.

I giggled silently when my son visibly became ecstatic at the thought of finally introducing his favorite girls to each other. That has always been one of his few wishes.

For his beloved and his mother to finally meet.

One of his even fewer fantasies, well, we will have to wait for Miyuki-chan to grow a bit older and to develop her body more.

"You are correct, mother. Introductions are in order." Adorably, he grabbed my hand as well as Miyuki-chan's.

My son looked at me softly; giving the silent message not to do anything that would compromised our beautiful relationship.

I won't, I assure you, I won't.

This matter is not worth damaging our relationship. "Mother, this is Shiba Miyuki-hime. I love her…"… my son then looked at Miyuki-hime, giving her the same look that he had given me. "Miyuki-hime, this is my lovely mother…" Thank you darling, and I heard that cough Mitsugu-san and I see you rolling your eyes, Onee-san. "…you may know her as the Queen of Night or the Demon of the Far East, but I know her only as my precious mother. This is Yotsuba Maya."

I chuckled blissfully. I enjoyed that introduction, especially my son calling me his precious mother. That sounded so nice, so lovely.

My son guided my hand and Miyuki-chan's into a handshake. Appeasing my son, I gently took hold of Miyuki-chan's hand, and the shudder that went up her body was quite delightful.

This little doll fears me.

Good.

She don't need to fear my son. My son won't harm her. She is precious to him, and Dragons do not harm those that are valuable to them.

I would in a heartbeat though.

"A pleasure to finally meet you, little princess." I do hope, for your sake Miyuki-chan, that I did not overestimate your intelligence. "My son has constantly sing your praises to me…" It was getting irritating, really. "…and I am glad to see that my son did not overestimate your beauty…" I moved my free hand to her face and gently traced her facial features. I was again delighted at her almost flinching in contact with my hand. She knows what I can do to her, and she knows that even though my son can stop me from doing anything harsh, I can still do a lot of damage to her. "…I am delighted my son can attract someone as beautiful as you."

You're lucky you inherited that face, Miyuki-chan.

That is also my face, and I am the most beautiful female in this forsaken rock. Only the best for my son will suffice, and though your body needs to develop more before my son can partake on you, your face is passable enough.

From this distance, I know that Miyuk-chan is doing her best not to collapse or show weakness. "The pleasure is all mine…Yotsuba-sama." I nodded in approval. "…and thank you for the compliment. I am grateful that someone of your stature would commend my appearance. I would also like to commend you. I could see now where he inherited his great power from."

Your voice was trembling, Miyuki-chan, but good effort in suppressing it.

"Thank you, my dear. My son did get all of his wonderful traits from me, aside from his appearance. He got that from his Grandfather, from my Otou-sama." His appearance also has a hint of his father, but he would resemble my father one day, that much I am sure.

"Yotsuba Maya…"

I looked at my sister after she uttered my name. She was looking at me negatively, essentially warning me to cease my harassment of her daughter.

I haven't started my harassment, Onee-san, not yet.

I think it hasn't sunk in to you yet, Onee-san.

Miyuki-chan is not just your daughter.

The moment my son had claimed her, she became my daughter as well.

And you might be fooling yourself, but for Miyuki-chan to be worthy of my wonderful son, for her to stand beside him in equal standing, she needs to be perfect.

Miyuki-chan is not yet perfect, not in my standards.

Noticing where my gazed was directed, my son spoke again.

"Mother, this is Shiba Miya-dono, the Mistress of Lethe." My son introduced me to my sister, something that I find very amusing. "She is an excellent instructor in CAD development and she is also a brilliant Magic Theoretician. I've learn quite a few fascinating things from her."

I could handle my son praising Miyuki-chan quite well. She is to be his wife after all.

But complimenting another woman aside from Miyuki-chan, I might have a problem with that.

Still, I will have my fun.

"The best Magic Intellectual that you have ever met, is that correct my dear?" I inquired dryly as I let go of Miyuki-chan's hand and turned my attention to my sister.

Don't sigh in relief, little girl, we are not done yet.

I walked towards my twin, with the intention of messing with her.

As all little sister should.

"Yes, mother." As my son answered in an affirmative, I am now within arm's reach of my sister.

I am quite entertained as I looked at her.

Her expression, the look in her eyes, everything is so delicious.

I extended my hand to her, as if this the first time we've met. "My son speaks very highly of you…" If you did not leave a good impression on my son, I would have disowned you. "I would like to extend my thanks. You have taught my son many wonderful things in regards to magic."

"I think I have taught him more aside from magic." Is that a challenge, sister? "A pleasure to have finally meet Tatsuya-kun's infamous mother. He has very interesting words to describe you." My sister took my hand and shook it cordially although her gripped was unnecessarily tight.

I giggled at my elder sister's words and actions. I am quite aware at how my son views me.

But a reminder will not do anyone harm.

"Darling, how did you initially introduced me to them?" I inquired playfully.

Faithfully, my son repeated himself. He repeated the words that he used to initially described me to them, word per word, letter per letter, and I smiled at his description while everyone else paled.

You faithless cowards.

You think my son calling me insane hurts.

You thing my son calling me a devil upsets me.

You think my son calling me a maniac offends me.

Oh please, I am exactly as my son said I am and more.

My son is honest. He will tell it as it is.

And so what.

Yes, I am a devil, yes, I have bouts of insanity, and yes, I can drown in my own madness.

So what…

I am feared for who I am.

My son's adores me for who I am.

As my son finishes his words, I nodded and smiled.

"That seems to be accurate." I am mad, but at least I am honest about my madness. There is a method to my madness but only a few can see through it. My son can see through the brilliance in my madness, and that is more than enough for me.

I once again refocus my attention to my elder sister. "Shiba-san…" That seems to annoy my sister. Good. "…as you can see, my son and I have an understanding. He sees me as the devil, I see him as my dragon. He sees me as insane genius, I see him as a highly functioning autistic. And to be fair, we are both respectively a madwoman and madman, but that is only true due to our respective genius being drastically misunderstood."

"I beg to differ, Imouto." My sister mumbled quietly. "Tatsuya-kun…" My elder sister called my son.

My son gazed at Nee-san questioningly.

"Your introduction to you mother is incomplete." I raised my brow at my elder sister.

Are you really going to play that?

"How so?" My son inquired, perplex at that insinuation.

"You did not mention your mother's occupation." Onee-san elaborated.

This is going to be an interesting show.

I already know what my son is going to say but let us see how everyone will react.

"You mean her being the Head of the Yotsuba Organization." Darling, use clan or family. It has a better ring to it. "That is not significant in my point of view."

"How so? The Yotsuba Clan in its entirety is your family."

I hope you know how displeased I am with those words, Onee-san.

"My mother is my only family." That was a quick rebuttal from my son. I love you too, Darling, and I love the assertion in your voice as you call me your only family. "Yes, mother is the head of that group of magicians, and if memory serves me right, she has a twin sister and niece affiliated with the Yotsuba…" You are dating my niece and you are currently speaking to that sister, my Darling, but you don't need to know that, not yet at least. "…but mother did not see the value of introducing me to the Yotsuba Organization, Clan, or Family, whatever you prefer to call them. As I mention repeatedly, I was never introduced to the family of my mother, and I was never introduced to my father in general…" You don't need to know that trash, my darling. "…Seeing that my mother opted to not introduced me to the Yotsuba, I came to the conclusion that it is irrelevant for me to be known by the Yotsuba, and that there is no conceivable worth for my existence to be known by the Yotsuba."

Eloquently spoken, my darling son.

And don't look at me like that, Nee-san.

My son, my decisions, no one has the right to question how I raised my son.

Seemingly reading my mind, my son added. "Also, I do trust my mother. My trust in my mother is equivalent to my faith in Miyuki-hime…" Miyuki-chan, I hope you are very flatter by that compliment. That is probably the highest compliment that my son would give you. "I trust my mother and I trust that all of her moves and actions regarding my being are for my benefit…" You are correct with that assumption, Darling. "…and as you can see, I stand before all of you, whole and well off."

I could feel several eyes on my person and I could not help but feel smug.

Yes, I am an amazing mother as you all can see from my wonderful son. I don't need any applause. The end-result is reward enough for me.

"I must admit, I am impress." Is that sarcasm sister, or is that jealousy?

Let's go with jealousy.

That should be the logical emotions that you are feeling right now. It is very clear after all that I have the superior child. If you want, I can give you some parenting tips that would help you turn Miyuki-chan to a perfect bride for my precious prince.

"Do you have any interest in meeting any of the Yotsuba?" Sister, Onee-san, he will not have a choice in the future.

"No, as I mentioned before, my loyalty is only to my mother. She steps down from her position in the Yotsuba, I will not hesitate to jump ship and shift my allegiance to your family." My Darling, please continue that thought. That line of thought is cute. "And also, and my apologies for saying this mother, I would sooner obey you, Miya-dono, than any Yotsuba that my mother would introduced to me right now, and I would value Miyuki-hime above anyone that my mother would present to me in her organization. At this point, I have no desire nor want to associate or affiliate myself with the Yotsuba. I could care less about them. The service that I would freely offer to that clan is only limited to the orders that my mother would give me that are Yotsuba related."

Again, that is a nice thought, Darling. Untrue, but it is a nice thought

My son paused for a second, before speaking. "In fact, I don't know how to interpret this, but I am starting to question if any of the Yotsuba is genetically related to my mother." Now this is the absolutely juicy part. "I may have live in isolation in the Yotsuba Estate, but I always have eyes on my mother, and to an extent, everyone working in the estate, everyone who enters and exits my Mother's land, I could identify them and profile there [Magic Signatures]. I can detect both ethnicity and genetic ties with mere [Magic Signatures] alone. Among those who had stepped foot in the estate that my mother personally mentions that are related to her by blood, none of them resembles her [Magic Signature]."

There was a flash of curiosity in my son's eyes while motioning to the Kuroba's, who are doing an excellent job of being invincible, but I will go through Mitsugu-san later. "I know those four are related by blood from their [Magic Signatures] alone. I can tell Miya-dono that you are related to that idiot…" My son pointed exaggeratedly, for him, at Mitsugu-dono. "…I can tell you and Miyuki-hime are related to each other in the first degree and I can also tell that my precious princess is…"

"Tatsuya-kun…" My sister interrupted my son, voice near panic. "Remember our agreement."

So he knows, not surprising. He has those eyes after all.

Miyuki-chan looked confused and perturb at Onee-san's sudden outburst.

"My apologies…" My son stated before turning to the Sakurais. "I can tell that Honami and that incompetent girl are modified magicians using the same genetics."

So, he can read that far.

Impressive as always, my son.

"Every magicians that I gazed upon, I can identify those with the same genetic structure as them using their [Magic Signatures]…" That helped wiped out a lot of bloodline. "…but I have never met anyone, aside from myself, that resembles my mother's [Magic Signature]."

"Every Magician will have their very own unique [Magic Signature]. No two magicians will have identical [Magic Signatures]. Even those two…" My son pointed at the Kuroba twins. "…they may be twins, but there [Magic Signatures] are not identical…"

"But [Magic Signatures] can resemble each other as I mention before. Those twins, there [Magic Signatures] have similarities that I can easily nitpick that allow me to determine their familial relationship. Miyuki-hime and that worthless man that she is unfortunate enough to call her father, they also have similarities in their [Magic Signatures] that will allow me to determine a parental genetic relationship."

"Aside from myself, there has been absolutely no one that resembles my mother's [Magic Signature]. Not even those who she claims familial relationship with." My darling looked at me and Onee-san, and I positioned myself beside my elder sister for better comparison. "Both of you have the same facial features…" That doesn't matter for my son. He had long determine that physical similarities are inconsequential and I encourage that view. "…although my mother has a more develop body, a more appealing figure, and a much more alluring face…"

I could not help but look prideful and smug at my Onee-san, whose left eye is twitching dangerously from that statement.

"My son is such an honest boy, don't you agree?" I whispered playfully at my elder sister.

"He is bias." You are in denial, Nee-san. "And considering you've been brainwashing him since birth, he doesn't have the ability to make a justifiable comparison between you and I."

…my elder sister is in denial. She needs to accept that I am the superior woman between us.

I have the superior magic.

I have the superior power.

I have the superior beauty and the superior body.

I also have the superior child.

I have always been the superior woman between us.

"…aside from those physical similarities, if I compare your [Magic Signature] with each other, it is as far apart as heaven and earth." My son looked at my twin. "It is bizarre. You look like my mother, resemble her physically to such extent that I may have mistaken you as this infamous twin of hers that she had told me in the past, but your respective [Magic Signatures] is so fundamentally different, so drastically unsymmetrical that your [Magic Signature] is the farthest thing in comparison with my mother's [Magic Signature]."

A confused expression marred my son's face, something that is rare for him. It is rare for my son to find a mystery that he could not solve.

"It is strange. Two or more magicians that have near identical physical appearance have the tendency to have resembling [Magic Signatures] to the point that I have to read more thorough to detect differences in their Magic Abilities. Miya-dono and my mother, they look so alike, but their [Magic Signatures] is so different, I cannot detect any form of resemblance aside from the fact that you are both Japanese."

Time to step in. My darling son is over thinking and overanalyzing again.

Moving away from my sister, I moved behind my son and wrapped my arms around him. I made sure to press my breast on his back while I held him tight.

He has such a strong body.

I could hear a hitch in Miyuki-chan's voice and that merely amuses me.

The little doll is jealous.

Cute…

"My Darling. My Prince." I cooed at my son and Miyuki-chan's voice released another sound of displeasure. "I think there is a prior arrangement that must be settled first before we tackle the issue of my magic not resembling any of my relatives."

I am not going to deny it. Regarding that piece of information, I am curious as well but there are no hurries. In fact, this had work to my advantage. With my son not being able to see anyone resembling my magic aside from his, he will continue to see me as his only blood relative.

Which is only proper.

My son jerked in attention at what I said. "Oh yes, I almost forgot. I have to clean out those Soviet trashes this evening."

I chuckled at that as I leaned forward and started nibbling on my darling's ear. "Don't worry, My Darling, those Russians tends to be forgettable." I whispered while indulging myself. I started placing small kisses on my beloved son's neck.

Although his expression did not change, my Darling seemed to enjoy the affection that I am showering him as he tilted his head to give me more access to his scrumptious neck.

Don't mind if I do!

I started biting the exposed neck of my son, affectionately of course, and I am enjoying this due to the discomfort that I am causing everyone, especially that doll that my son would eventually replace me with.

Still, for now, he is mine, and I am marking him as mine.

(Miya POV)

The sight of my sister holding, can't believe I am about to say this, her son in a very inappropriate way is a disturbing sight.

In many ways.

That is not the way you hold your son, Imouto!

Still, it is starting to make sense.

The only one powerful enough to reign in Tatsuya-kun among the magicians in Japan is Maya.

The only one smart enough and derange enough to turn a child into a cold bloodied and an uncaring killer without any moral compass or emotional stability is Maya.

The only one with the drive and the vision to turn the ultimate one-off magician with remarkable abilities and a once in a generation intellect into a walking monster of destruction is Maya.

Maya is also one of the few who would emotional and somewhat mentally cripple her own blood to get the results that she wanted.

Still, that does not answer the question on how Maya was able to give birth to Tatsuya-kun.

Although things are starting to make sense on why Tatsuya-kun is what he is right now, it still doesn't explain how he was born into this world.

Tatsuya-kun being emotional crippled, somewhat mentally unbalance, and poor sense of judgment (I am not inferior to my younger sister in the beauty department! Tatsuya-kun is just too biased and too brainwashed to be objective when it comes to Maya) is understandable if Maya is the only human interaction and influence that he has for the first decade of his life.

In fact, he could have turned out worse considering Maya's tendencies.

But that does not answer how Tatsuya-kun was born into this world.

Maya cannot have children.

That is a fact.

"Mother, did you bring my gear?" My musing was cut short as Tatsuya-kun addressed Maya with that title again.

It is disturbing how happy my sister is when Tatsuya-kun calls her 'mother'.

"I brought some of your best CADs as well as your uniform." Maya whispered in a tone of voice that should not be used when speaking to your child.

And please, Maya, stopped rubbing your body provocatively all over your son's body. It is unbecoming of you.

And stop biting his neck! Last I check, you are not a vampire.

"Good…" Tatsuya-kun muttered before removing himself from Maya's embrace.

Maya, stop pouting like a child.

Miyuki, wipe the grin off your face before Maya notices.

"Suzune, get my gear."

Another thing to make a note of. I need to clarify the true relationship between Tatsuya-kun and Suzune-san. Right now, I have my assumption, but I need to make sure.

"Yes, Tatsuya-sama." That is a sudden shift in the matter Suzune-san addressed her supposed 'cousin'.

"Cancel that order, Suzune-chan." Maya told her before she could even move.

"Mother…"

"You will be driven to the nest of those Russians by myself. No need to exert any additional effort than necessary." Maya explained with a motherly grin.

That look does not work on Maya. It just feels wrong.

"Mother, it is more prudent for you to get my Princess to a secured location. I can easily determine the location of those Russians from this area."

Maya hid her displeasure well but I was able to have a glimpsed of that emotion. It seems that she is either still trying to accept the fact that her son has another female in his life or she just doesn't like having someone sharing her son's attention.

"My son…" Maya called Tatsuya-kun softly. "…no need to worry. Your princess and her family are already safe. They are under my protection." As scary as it sounds, Maya is correct. Maya is the strongest known Yotsuba for a reason.

Although, right now, I think Tatsuya-kun would soon replace her position in the family.

"And my son, I think it is time for your Princess to see what you are capable of." My sister added, her tone seductive, each word dripping with sultriness.

She and I will have a talk later on how to properly speak with her son later.

I should also speak to my daughter on how to properly and effectively hide her jealousy.

I think Miyuki-san is about to lunge at my Imouto, which would not end well for everyone present.

Still, the most telling expression was from Tatsuya-kun. It was brief, very brief, but there was a flash of considering over Tatsuya-kun's face.

"She has already seen me use my magic. She wasn't terrified of me." The relief and joy in his voice was telling on how emotionally dependent he is on my daughter.

Considering the alternative, I'll encourage him being emotionally dependent on my daughter.

"That is good to hear and it is worth a celebration, but she has not seen enough. She needs to see how magnificent you are. She needs to see how much this world kneels before you." My sister held Tatsuya-kun so close to her body, her possessiveness, love, and pride for him in full display. "She needs to see everything about you. From your essence to your nature to your greatness, your Princess needs to see everything. Bare yourself to her."

…what are you planning, Imouto?

"Mother, do you wish for a performance?"

I don't like how that was worded.

"Yes…" Please, Maya, change your tone of voice. You sound like you want to ravage your own son. "…I want a performance. I want a performance worthy of myself, a performance that would take the breath of your beloved out of her breasts."

There was a look in Tatsuya-kun's eyes.

It was the scariest look that I have seen from Tatsuya-kun.

Tatsuya-kun looked at my daughter, questioningly, curiously.

As if there was a silent message between them, my daughter smiled. "I don't mind seeing more of you. I won't be scared." My daughter stated, encouraging him to bring her to a battlefield.

Tatsuya-kun then looked at Maya, and there was a kin to desperation and pleading in his eyes. "You'll protect her."

"Of course. She's important to you." Those four words told me a lot on the relationship between Maya and Tatsuya-kun.

It is comforting but also a bit disturbing.

"Okay then," Tatsuya-kun whispered quietly.

The smile on Maya's lips was terrifying, very, very terrifying.

"Let's wrapped this up then." Tatsuya-kun pointed at Honami-san. "Her name is Sakurai Honami-san. She is a very excellent servant of the Shiba family, a dependable woman, and a remarkable magician." Tatsuya-kun turned towards my daughter's guardian. "She's incompetent so no need to know her name."

Minami-san looked as if she died at that moment.

From the look that Hayama-san gave her, that is probably true.

Tatsuya-kun then turned his attention to the Kuroba family.

All of them looked at him as if they were waiting for their judgement.

"Mother, do you already know them?" Tatsuya-kun inquired dryly.

"Yes, my darling, but what is your impression of them?" Maya asked, the predatory look in her eyes scaring the Kuroba family.

Tatsuya-kun pointed at the twins. "Both of them are promising but rather dull." The twins paled after hearing those words. He then pointed at Ayanami-chan. "I have no opinion of her yet, but she seems to have a good head on her shoulders."

Tatsuya-kun then turned his attention on Mitsugu-san, and the tension increased considerably.

"That man is an idiot, an insult to my Princess' and Miya-dono's bloodline." That is an insult to the highest order to Mitsugu-san, and it showed on his face. "Mother, how much discomfort did this man's stupidity caused you?" Tatsuya-kun's voice sounded innocent, but there was an underlying meaning in his inquiry.

Maya gave Mitsugu-san a near vicious smirk. "Quite a lot." Maya released Tatsuya-kun from her embrace.

And right there and then, a bestial-like Aura exploded from Tatsuya-kun.

A pressure so heavy fell upon every single one of us.

That pressure was a kin to having the ocean literally being dropped on top on us.

I could hear several people dropping to their knees as well as the sound of people grasping for air.

Tatsuya-kun disappeared from view.

*GASPED!*

*CRACK!*

A pained filed gasped and the sound of bones breaking echoed into the area.

I turned my attention to where the sound came from.

The sight of Tatsuya-kun striking Mitsugu-san on the ribs with his fist greeted me.

Tatsuya-kun struck Mitsugu-san so hard that he lifted him off his feet, and Mitsugu-san was starting to cough up blood.

Tatsuya-kun had probably broken a minimum of two ribs with that strike.

Removing his fist from his chest, Tatsuya-kun took one of Mitsugu-san's arms by the wrist.

A twist, a pull, and a tug later, the arm that Tatsuya-kun was holding went limb and another pained filled shout escape Mitsugu-san's lips.

Tatsuya-kun then pulled Mitsugu-san to him before striking him with a very stiff elbow across the face.

Mitsugu-san fell to the ground, his head busted open.

Tatsuya-kun then lifted one of his leg before stomping down hard on one of Mitsugu-san kneecaps, hard.

I cringed at the sound of bones shattering.

"Darling, that is enough." Maya ordered and Tatsuya-kun suddenly stopped, his arms already raised to strike Mitsugu-san again.

The looked that Maya gave Tatsuya-kun was the farthest thing from scolding or even disapproval.

She looked pleased at what he did to our cousin, Tatsuya-kun's uncle.

I narrowed my eyes a bit at the sight of my sister stepping in front of my daughter, but I put this on the back of my mind as Maya walked towards Tatsuya-kun.

Taking his hand that was used to pummel our cousin, Maya gave it a sweet kiss before motioning for Tatsuya-kun towards the limousine that.

Tatsuya-kun complied and went towards the limousine.

When he walked passed us, he uttered a soft apology.

"My apologies for your cousin, but he gave my mother grief." Tatsuya-kun looked at my daughter and me. "He is lucky that I haven't ripped his heart out off his chest for that offence." With that said, he continued to walk towards the limousine.

My daughter did not hesitate and followed him, intertwining her arms with his when she caught up to him.

I am pleased with what my daughter did.

This is good.

Considering everything that happened and everything I witness tonight, the sooner I can inject a semblance of morality in Tatsuya-kun, the better.

And Miyuki would be the key.

"I knew you have the talent to aggravate people, Mitsugu-san." The sound of Maya's taunting voice reach my ears. I immediately gave her my attention and I shook my head at the sight of her taunting Mitsugu-san. Of course, she is going to be childish with this. "But to aggravate my son to this degree, I must admit, even I am impress. How are your ribs? Considering his knowledge of the human anatomy and his martial arts skills, I bet he broke your six of your ribs." The mirth in Maya's voice was disturbing.

Mitsugu-san looked at Maya fearfully, disbelief apparent in his eyes. "He's yours?"

That is a stupid question!

Mitsugu, you fool!

A whimper echoed in the area. Those whimpers belonged Ayanami-san and Fumiya-kun.

Maya was now looking at him with eyes filled with apocalyptic rage.

"It seems that my son had not yet driven home how much you displease me at the moment, Mitsugu-san." If Mitsugu-san has the energy, he would have already run. When Maya looks at a person with that kind of look in her eyes, they don't live to see the next sunrise. "My son had already shown you his personal displeasure of you and your stupidity. Do you want me to show you my displeasure at your insult and your mistake, Mit-su-gu-kun?" Maya spoke each syllable of Mitsugu-san's name with venom while the light in the area became erratic.

Right there and then, I knew that Mitsugu-kun finally saw how severe that situation is for him.

Mitsugu-san defiled one of the commandments of the clan.

Thou shall not intentionally provoke Yotsuba Maya.

"You have such a wonderful child, Maya-chan!" The voice of her wife echoed in the area.

Voice filled with excitement and worry, Ayanami-chan move to her husband's side. Placing her hands on the ground, she prostrated herself to the most dangerous magician in the country, in more ways than one. "I know this is a bit late but congratulations. He is such a remarkable child."

When Maya became heir and thus chained into the main house, Ayanami-chan became the strongest and best operative that the Yotsuba could field but that did not change the fact that Yotsuba Maya is still the premiere magician of the Yotsuba Clan.

That makes her dangerous.

But under the nose of the entire family as a whole, Maya became even more dangerous.

After all, she now has a son, who was abnormally powerful, with abilities beyond this world, and who is apparently very willing to do away with anyone that remotely looks at Maya with a semblance of slight.

Yotsuba Maya, my little sister, just became more dangerous than she already is.

And Ayanami-chan would not risk her husband doing anything else to damn himself this evening.

Fortunately, Ayanami-chan and her words was enough to quell Maya, for now.

The radiant smiled and the brimming pride in Maya's eyes returned with a vengeance.

"Ah yes, that is My Tatsuya. He is such a lovely child. Always doing his best to make his mother proud." The look in Maya's eyes greatly unnerved everyone.

It was common for mothers to show pride for their offspring, to boast of their achievements, to parade them as if they were the greatest in the world, Ayanami-chan and her husband are guilty of that more than anyone else, but the way Maya spoke of her son was that of a greater degree.

There was a religious fervor in Maya's voice, and it is unlike anything that I have heard from her. There was also both faith and obsession in those eyes.

That is not comforting.

"Now, patched him up. We have a spectacle to behold."

(Miyuki POV)

The limousine was moving away from the hospital and was likely heading to the base of those Russians.

Obaa-sama was seated right in front of us.

And I did my best not to show my displeasure at the current arrangement.

I did my best not to gawk in disbelief.

I did my best not to show the roaring displeasure that is bubbling in my chest.

I did my best not to growl in anger.

I did my best not to let my magic escape due to the jealousy and many other negative emotions surfacing within me.

This is not right.

This should be impossible.

The scene before me is completely wrong.

There is nothing right with this picture.

This should not be possible in any way, shape, or form.

Yet, it is reality.

It is an undeniable reality.

My beloved, My Tatsuya-kun is resting.

He was laying on his back and he was resting.

He was asleep and he looks adorable.

Nothing wrong with that. He had earned the rest after what he had done for us, for me, this evening.

What makes this scene hard to digest is how he was resting.

His head was resting on Obaa-sama's lap and he looked relax and peaceful!

He looked completely at ease!

The tension that he always displays, the tension that was always there in all of his actions, it completely left his body.

Tatsuya-kun, for the first time since I met him, was completely at ease.

And this should not be right.

Tatsuya-kun should not be these relax with Obaa-sama.

No one in their right mind should be completely relax or at ease with Obaa-sama in the immediate area.

That is unthinkable!

Obaa-sama is a devious and dangerous individual. Even those in the family are in full alert when they are near Obaa-sama.

But my beloved wasn't even showing an ounce of alertness or even a small amount of caution.

His guard, which has always been impenetrable, was lowered to the point that I would even say that my beloved, my Tatsuya-kun, look vulnerable.

Vulnerable is one of the words that are never associated with Tatsuya-kun.

"Miyuki-chan…" A chill went up my spine as I divert my gazed from my beloved to Obaa-sama. The look of amusement that she gave me is scarier than everything I've witness this evening, and I have seen a lot. "Why so hostile, young lady? Is there something you don't like with this arrangement?" Obaa-sama was still acting as if this is the first time she had met us.

That we are all complete strangers to her and that she is a stranger to us.

All for the sake of keeping this façade that she, is my Tatsuya-kun's only legitimate relative and family.

Okay, I would admit that my beloved, who is paranoid and cautious all the time, being at ease with Obaa-sama should be an impossibility.

But Obaa-sama being Tatsuya-kun's mother, I could see that.

And I am starting to greatly dislike Obaa-sama because of it.

She intentionally raised my beloved to be emotionally crippled.

She proposedly stagnated the emotional growth of my Tatsuya-kun.

And also, that should be me!

My Tatsuya-kun should be sleeping and resting his head on my lap!

"My apology for my daughter's poor show of etiquette, Yotsuba-sama." My mental tirade was interrupted abruptly by the sound of my Okaa-sama's voice.

I looked at her and she was looking at me chidingly, enough to make me visibly flinched.

Okaa-sama is warning me to behave, for the sake of everyone that Tatsuya-kun would not protect from Obaa-sama's wrath.

My beloved would protect me from Obaa-sama, Okaa-sama as well.

The rest, my Tatsuya-kun would obliterate them if Obaa-sama so much wills it.

I took a deep breath to calm myself. Answers would come soon, so I better keep my promise with my beloved and get along with Obaa-sama.

More so that I am comfortable with.

"Apologies for the disrespect." I bowed my head to Obaa-sama in remorse.

I did my best not to show any emotions at the smirk that she flashed me.

"No need to apologies, My Dear. I understand." Obaa-sama waive of my apology in a rather cheerful manner. "I understand what you are feeling right now, I truly do." Obaa-sama added as she started to fondly play with my beloved's hair as well as lovingly tracing the features of his face with her right index finger.

I am the only one who has the right to do that!

"Right now, you are wondering why my son, who is always ready to defend himself from all threats, is so at peace in my presence. You are wondering why my son allows himself to be so relax in my presence." Obaa-sama looked at me and her eyes already told me an unsaid passage in that sentence.

'Why does he feel completely safe in my presence and not in yours?'

I did my best not to snarl at those unsaid words.

"The answer is simple really. I am strong enough to the point that my son can confidently trust me with his safety. A child is at his safest in the arms of his mother." Obaa-sama was extremely boisterous and prideful as she said those words. "My son is a wonderful boy. Powerful and brilliant, he is my perfect son. I am his one and only mother, and he trusts me with his safety. He trusts me that I can protect him while he rest, while his guard is down. Such a wonderful child, rightfully trusting his life to his mother, as he rightfully should."

That was basically Obaa-sama saying to me that I am not strong enough to protect my beloved if the need ever arises.

That was basically, to me, a slap on the face!

Again, as frustration roared in my chest, I did my best not to show any emotions.

I am not blind. I could see that near predatory-like look in Obaa-sama's eyes.

She is daring me for something, and I am not going to bite.

I find solace at the fact that Tatsuya-kun would choose me over Obaa-sama.

Regardless of the affection and love that they showed each other earlier, it does not change the fact that Tatsuya-kun would choose me over Obaa-sama if the circumstances arise.

Tatsuya-kun would fight Obaa-sama for me!

That is something that I can take comfort in.

"Yotsuba-dono…" Okaa-sama spoke again, taking the attention of Obaa-sama off me and to her. Okaa-sama, being Obaa-sama's twin, is probably the only one who can play this twisted game well. Everyone else was in complete silence.

After Tatsuya-kun's introduction earlier, with him calling everyone in the Kuroba family insignificant and weak as well as calling my Guardian, Minami-chan, useless, no one would dare step out of bounds.

It was clear that Obaa-sama considers my Tatsuya-kun's word rather favorably, and any negative words from him concerning those present would be the equivalent to a death sentence.

Minami-chan stilled look traumatized after Tatsuya-kun called her a failure in front of Obaa-sama, the head of our family.

"Yes, Shiba-san." Obaa-sama's attention is now directed to Okaa-sama.

"The Yotsuba is the most secretive family in the Ten Master Clans. I understand why you hid Tatsuya-kun from the public, but I am curious on why you allowed an asset like him to stray from your territories."

The question has very valid points.

The Yotsuba Clan's influence encompasses specifically the Tōkai region and both the Gifu and Nagano prefectures. We also have some influence within the Yokohama region. Considering my beloved's abilities, I would have expected her to be the vanguard in anyone of those regions.

"He requested to stay in Tokyo." Obaa-sama answered with a soft sigh as she looked at me.

Again, I did my best not to show weakness before her.

"When he was ten years old, I gave him a mission. I have some businesses in Tokyo that were losing a good sum of profit as well as some funds that were being embezzle. No one steals from me, so I sent my son to make those men and their associates disappear." No one wrongs the Yotsuba and lives to tell the tale, especially the Matriarch of the family. "That is a routine mission for my son. It normally takes him a week or two, depending on their skill level, to hunt down those kinds of rodents. This particular mission, with no one of note opposing him, took him a month in a half to complete."

The look that Obaa-sama was giving me suddenly became terrifying.

"When I picked him up after the completion of his chore, I discovered the he was distracted in his venture in Tokyo. He was distracted by a young girl by the name of Shiba Miyuki." It took every bit of strength that I have in my body not to cower under the gazed of Obaa-sama.

Obaa-sama was displeased.

It did not show in her smiling visage, but I could tell that she was irk by her eyes.

"The impression that you left on my son was quite remarkable, Miyuki-chan. The sweet names that he called you, the way he sang your name as if it was a gentle melody, and the way his eyes shined as he speaks about you, it was both surprising, humoring, and interesting." Regardless of the situation, I could not help but blush. It may have been Obaa-sama, but for my Tatsuya-kun to praise me so highly before his mother, it is very heartwarming.

"So he asked you to stay in Tokyo, for my daughter?" My Okaa-sama sounded very smug as she asked that question.

"Yes," Obaa-sama answered in an affirmative. "It was a rather painful decision from my part, as he and I were barely apart ever since he was born, but in the end, it was for the best. He was able to stay with the girl that he adores…" Obaa-sama then bent down and gently brushed her lips with his. "…and we became even closer."

The temperature in the vehicle suddenly lowered and it was due to my power suddenly exploding from my body.

THAT WAS TOO FAR FOR IT TO BE A JOKE!

I could feel my Okaa-sama giving me a disapproving look.

I don't care!

I am the only one who can kiss my beloved.

"None of that, Dearie." Obaa-sama told me, as if I was impudent.

I glared at her at those words.

Obaa-sama merely looked at me as if I was laughable before raising her hand. A twitch of her finger, a dragon-shape ornament fell from her sleeves.

"As I said, none of that." There was a flash of silver that was emitted from the ornament, and the silver flames that I have seen from my beloved this evening leaked out from the ornament.

A small, serpentine like, silver colored dragon with diamond like scales suddenly flashed in existence around the slender arms of Obaa-sama.

The dragon had two different eye color. On its left, was the cerulean eye of my beloved. On its right, was the crimson eye of Obaa-sama.

The dragon looked at me before opening its mouth.

Suddenly, the magic that I had already released disappeared.

And my body suddenly stopped releasing Psion.

I was taken back by this development.

Obaa-sama looked at me with a taunting smile.

"Did you enjoy the gift that my son made for me?" Obaa-sama showed off the dragon wrapped around her arm as if it was the most expensive and most valuable jewel in the world. "Spirits bow before my son's might. My darling son can shape spirits to any shape and form that he wants. He can even instill a magic core into them to give them magical abilities. This little trinket is what my son would call [Spiritual Tech]. They are like CADs, but they are sentient and are independent of the wearer's magical abilities and powers. In fact, this little trinket has several tricks of my son embedded within it."

Obaa-sama then looked at me straight into my eyes. "Don't you want to see some of those tricks?"

Two set of hands suddenly moved.

Okaa-sama's hand was gripping my shoulder rather painfully.

And my Tatsuya-kun's hand suddenly shoot up and took hold of the arm that Obaa-sama was showing us, the arm that the dragon was wrapped on.

I gazed at my beloved as he open his eyes and stared at Obaa-sama, at his mother.

Obaa-sama, on her part, merely smiled at him.

Tatsuya-kun sighed irritatingly. "Dismiss." The dragon on Obaa-sama's arms suddenly disappeared and the silver flames resided back to the ornament.

He then sat up before looking at me.

The look that he gave me immediately made me feel ashamed of myself.

I should have controlled myself better.

"Miyuki-hime, come here." My beloved called for me, in the least sweet and gentle sounding voice that he had ever used when speaking to me.

Doing my best not to tear up, I removed the hand of my Okaa-sama off my shoulder and proceeded to move towards my beloved.

When I was within arms reached, my beloved grabbed me by the hand before pulling me into his arms.

My beloved embraced me tightly, with a hand gently pressing my head to his chest. He then laid back down, his head once again resting on Obaa-sama's lap.

Only this time, I am laying with him. I lay on top of him, with my head resting on his strong chest.

I severely blushed at this position, and I did my hardest not too look at Obaa-sama.

If I am correct, Obaa-sama is glaring at me right now.

That would just destroy the mood.

"Sleep with me." My beloved whispered to me. "This is our world. You and I are the only one in this world." My beloved stated softly as he held my body closed to his.

I am not going to remove myself from his arms.

Obaa-sama can glare at me all she wants, I am not moving from this spot.

Wrapping my arms around his strong frame, I allowed myself to join my beloved in his slumber.

I don't care if a devil is looking at me as I fall asleep.

In his arms, I am safe.

(Scene Change)

As the two lovers fell into slumber, Maya made a move.

Grabbing her CAD, she cast a spell in the passenger seat of the limousine.

The spell was a simple sound dispersing spell.

The spell has one function.

To prevent those in the driver seat and her son, as well as Miyuki to listen into the conversation that was to come.

"Mitsugu-san, you and I are going to have a talk in a week." Maya stated, all playfulness in her voice vanishing. "You are going to explain to me why you disobeyed my orders, and yes, my son would be by my side in that conversation. If you think that slight tap my son gave you was painful, you have not seen anything yet."

Maya then turned her attention on the Kuroba twins. "Expect additional courses in your lessons. I refused to have my son look at those related to me by blood as insignificant."

She then turned her attention to Minami. "You will be replaced as Miyuki-san's Guardian as soon as I find a proper replacement or as soon as my son can train a replacement, whichever comes first. Expect yourself to return back to your Guardian training."

Her eyes then landed on Honami, and her smile returned at the sight of her. "Honami-chan, I am impress with the service that you are providing my Onee-san. My son had spoken quite highly of you, so continue your good work."

Maya then returned her complete attention back to her elder sister. "Onee-san, I see that you have raised Miyuki-san to be quite presumptuous."

"Onee-san…" Miya repeated her younger sister's words dryly. "So you are going to call me that right now?"

"You are my elder sister." Maya stated amusedly as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Am I?" Miya asked, her voice cold and sharp. "If I was your sister, shouldn't you have introduced your son to me the very day he was conceive?"

"As my son stated earlier, I did not see the value of having him associate with the family at the day of his birth, and before you ask, I also did not see any reason for me to inform the family of my miraculous pregnancy." Maya closed her eyes as her smile widen. She always enjoyed reminiscing the nine months that she carried Tatsuya in her womb.

"Value!" Miya's voice increased a pitch.

The look that Maya gave her sister would have frightened anyone to their graves. "My son, Nee-san. Tatsuya is my son. Everything I did for and to him are for his own good. From his training to his conditioning, everything I've done is for his own good."

"I agree wholeheartedly. Considering his powers, he could have turned out worse." Miya's eyes narrowed. "He could have turned out better though."

The lights in the passenger area permanently dimmed and the people in the room suddenly found it difficult to breath.

To those who had felt Tatsuya's aura earlier, they would admit that the aura that they were feeling right now was not as heavy.

Regardless, they would choose Tatsuya's suffocating and heavy aura over Maya's aura.

If Tatsuya's aura made them feel as if they were drowning, Maya's aura made them feel as if they were being devoured by darkness itself.

"I see the resemblance now." Miya commented dryly, unaffected by her sister's might.

"You are treading on a thin line, sister." Maya stated with a hallowed.

No one dared moved as the Yotsuba twins had a face off.

"I raised my son in the best possible way. He is an ideal Yotsuba, composed, powerful, cunning, willing to make this world bend for the family." Maya exclaimed with pride.

"He is willing to make the world kneel, not for the family, but for you." Miya countered.

"My will is the will of the family. My will is the will of the Yotsuba. Every move that I made, before my reign and during my reign, have always been with the intention of preserving and expanding the power and influence of the Yotsuba. My son has been an instrumental tool to my success as clan head." Maya told her sister.

"Instrumental for what? For your revenge?" Miya inquired coolly. "Your son speaks as if handing deaths is similar to handing treats to children."

"Save the moralistic dogma to someone who cares, Nee-san. I am not going to listen, and you are certainly not the one who has the right to speak as if your ledger is clean of blood. I am in my position right now because of the deaths that I handed to our family's enemies, the fear that I had instilled upon them. You are in your position right now because of how you broke them. Between the two of us, who has the one that can be closely associated to a saint? The woman that gives her enemies the sweet release of death, or the woman who leaves them as nothing more than lifeless husk of a shell, not completely alive but not utterly dead for them to be in the netherworld." Maya mocked her.

"I am not going to wash my hands on the deeds that I have done for the family. I am proud for what I have done to our enemies, and we are not discussing that. We are discussing your son and his questionable loyalties." Miya pointed out with a little bit more force in her voice.

"Questionable?!" The volume of Maya's voice increased, with a bit of rage mixing in. "My son is loyal to me. He would destroy this world if I so order it!"

"Individual loyalty is not the creed of the Yotsuba." Miya stated passionately.

"His loyalty to me is his loyalty to our family." Maya argued strongly, eyes getting a dash of madness. "His love for me is his love for the family."

"And if you perish?" Miya questioned daringly.

Yotsuba Maya perishing is something unfathomable to those who knew of her reputation. Maya is regarded as the strongest and most skilled magician in her generation for a reason.

In a magic fight, Maya is close to untouchable.

Normally, inquiries of that kind towards Maya would result to bodily harm.

But, instead of showing any signs irritation, she smiled at her twin.

With a tilt of her head, Maya gestured towards Miyuki. "I admit, Nee-san, you raised Miyuki-san very well." Maya complimented, going on a tangent from the current topic. "My original plan is to have Miyuki-san confront my darling son in case my mortality, in all of its unlikeliness, suddenly showed itself to me. After all, within the family in its current incarnation, we can all admit, that aside from myself, only Miyuki-san has a slight chance of upsetting my son in a fight." Maya boasted and everyone in the room agreed with that line of thought.

Miyuki has the reputation within the Yotsuba as the most talented and most powerful in her generation.

Of course, after the discovery this evening, it seems her position is now debatable.

"But I guess a confrontation between Miyuki-san and my son is now moot. Tell me, Onee-san, how far did you allow my son and Miyuki-san in terms of physical intimacy? Should I be expecting another child to be born into our family?" Maya taunted while gazing at the children resting on her lap.

Miya was offended by the innuendo that her sister threw at her face but she remained in control. It might be true that Tatsuya was not listening into their conversation, but Miya knew enough that Tatsuya would protect Maya against the slightest provocation, and he would kill those who would dare assault his precious mother.

In a way, his protectiveness over Miyuki is the same for Maya. In fact, his protectiveness stemmed from Maya's protectiveness over him as a child.

"Your son has excellent self-control, unlike his mother." Miya answered back with provocation of her own. "Tell me, Onee-san, what is Tatsuya-kun doing in Tokyo? It may be true that Tatsuya-kun's interest in my daughter prompted him to ask you for his residence in Tokyo, but you are not one to have your prize possession out of arm's reach or out from your sight."

Everyone knew in the Yotsuba that Maya was an avid art collector, and the work of arts that she has in her collections were never far from her.

In Miya's eyes, Tatsuya is now categorize as Maya most prized possession, and she knew that there was no way her sister would have him out of her sight if given the choice, consequence be damn.

Maya gave her twin a smile. "My son operates our Kanto Branch." Everyone's eyes widen is surprise.

Maya laughed at their reaction.

"Yes, My son has been running the Yotsuba's Kanto Headquarters for three years now, and you must admit that he has been giving us a lot of profit in those three years. He is also operating The Foreign Operations of our Family, and he is equally successful in expanding our foreign interest." Maya now was boasting, booming with pride at the accomplishments of his son.

Miya remembered something that she overheard earlier.

"How many attacks on foreign lands did you have him do?" Whatever the answer, Miya had a bad feeling creeping up within her.

Maya shrugged casually. "I don't know. I never bothered to count."

"MAYA!" Miya exclaimed in outrage.

"Watch your tongue, Nee-san." Maya warned her elder twin sister, voice uncompromising. "I assure you; all attacks that I have orchestrated in foreign soil are calculated and are for both the benefit of our clan and our country." Maya defended herself but Miya was not buying it.

"When have you ever been a nationalist?" Maya was never the patriotic not one.

"Since the day I bought the current Prime Minister, the majority of our Legislators, from the House of Representatives to the House of Councilors, as well as the majority of judges in Japan." Maya answered with a small laughed as everyone who heard her stared at her. "Lobbying and legalize corruption, ladies and gentlemen, it can do wonders for the family reputation."

"Now, where were we, oh yes, My son is now the Head of our Kanto Operations, and I expect everyone here knows how much of a boost my son gave our family, not just for our businesses but also for our fighting forces."

"The small Militia that you have shown us six months ago, did Tatsuya-kun built that for you." Six months ago, Maya summoned Miya and the upper echelon of the Yotsuba for an emergency meeting. There was no imminent threat to the family at that time but Miya and the rest of the Branch Head were worried why Maya would summoned them all of the sudden.

It was to their surprised, shock, and awe when Maya presented them with thousands of young and able magicians, all meeting the standards of the Yotsuba in terms of magic ability, and all pledging their loyalty and lives to the Yotsuba Clan.

Although it was concerning at the time that those magicians were varying in race, but that was not a rarity considering the Yotsuba's methods of 'recruitment'.

Maya nodded enthusiastically at her elder sister inquiry. "My son built that army for us, Onee-san. He built that army for the Yotsuba, and that small army that I showed you and our cousins was just the tip. You haven't seen the 'artillery' that my son amassed for the family." The smile on Maya's lips became demonic. "Our uncles will be proud, Otou-sama will be proud. We now have the resources and the manpower to protect ourselves. We can now truly live up to the name and title 'Untouchables' that our Otou-sama made us all those years ago!"

There was a wave of guilt that Miya forcibly extinguished from within her. Miya's generation knew that all of Maya's actions were influence by what happened to her when she was thirteen years old. The tragedy that befell upon her was the driving force of everything that she had done in her life.

And it was clear to her that it also affected Tatsuya in one way or another.

"Are you curious, Nee-san, on how my son created such an army for the family?" Maya asked playfully, although her eyes were shining with insanity. "It was quite ingenious in his part, and that is saying something. To think that he would capitalized on humanity's greatest sin and vanity for our benefit, it was truly wonderful."

Miya knew it was time to end the conversation.

Miya can attest that Maya can drown herself in her own madness.

She can deal with that quirk of her sister, but she chooses not at the moment.

Yes, she wanted to know how Tatsuya came to be.

Miya wanted to know who the father was.

She wanted to know how Tatsuya was condition and raise (for the sake of reconditioning that she wanted to employ on Tatsuya for the benefit of the Yotsuba).

She also wanted to know how Maya used Tatsuya in her schemes.

She wanted to know all those and more.

But not now.

Not when her younger sister was at the verge of diving into her own madness.

Speaking with Maya at the height of her insanity was futile and harmful for once health, mental, emotional, and bodily.

Sighing in defeat, Miya shifted the conversation to a topic that she and Maya would need to discuss, for the future of the family.

"Your son would be marrying my daughter, that is a given. If we want to keep him within the Yotsuba, we have a lot of planning to do. Let us now discuss the marriage contract between them as well as how to integrate him into the family." Introducing and integrating Tatsuya to the family is something that Miya would not compromised on. Instilling some family values into Tatsuya was crucial considering his value for the family.

"I want three grandchildren, and if one is a boy, the custody would be given to me."

'That is completely off the table.' Miya thought in irritation.

(Suzune POV)

"If the young girl was a threat, would you have hanged her?" Hayama-dono asked while the temperature returned to normal.

It seems that the conversation between Yotsuba-dono and Miyuki-san's family was tenser than I have predicted.

"Miyuki-san will not be a threat to my Primary. There is no need to harm her." I answered the inquiry of Hayama-dono honestly.

"Even if she is a threat to Toushu-sama?"

"Yes." I reaffirmed my answer strongly. "Miyuki-san would not do anything that would compromise her relationship with Tatsuya-sama and because of that; she is never going to be a threat to Yotsuba-dono." I elaborated my answer to the Yotsuba Head Butler.

Hayam-dono is the only servant of the Yotsuba that I have ever met, and I've been around him enough to know that he is very loyal to the Yotsuba and he can kill me if push comes to shove.

For a man over his 70s, he is still a top-notch fighter and a formidable magician. His combat prowess is enough to earn the respect of my Primary.

"Your judgement of your surroundings may one day determine the safety of your Primary. Tatsuya-dono is important, not just for Toushu-sama, but for the clan as a whole. Always be vigilant when guarding the family's most valuable treasure." Hayama-sensei lectured me and I simply nodded.

I know how important my Primary is for the Yotsuba. I would even go so far and say that my Primary is the most important Magician in Japan, and not just because of his remarkable and destructive power. My Primary is valuable by the virtue of his intellect and his ability to see and understand magic to a level that most cannot fathom. The breakthroughs that he can create and/or discover in the field of magic would be revolutionary.

With that knowledge alone, I will die for my Primary, for Tatsuya, for him to move on and lead Magicians to a brighter future, even if he has no interest in actually being a leader.

"So, the bride that Tatsuya-dono choose, what do you think of her?" That kind of question reminded me of the fact that Hayama-dono is the closest person to a grandfather that Tatsuya-kun can have.

I smiled lightly at the interest that Hayama-dono is showing to the life of my Primary. Still I am no fool, but for the sake of this illusion, I will ignore any underlying suspicions and meanings behind every question that Hayama-dono would ask me.

"Miyuki-san is the most appropriate partner for Tatsuya-sama." There was an ache in my chest as I answered, but I ignore it. It was just a passing fancy, nothing more. "They complement each very well and they are already very taken to each other."

I did not mention the fact that Miyuki-san can grow to equal My Primary.

In my honest opinion and evaluation, Tatsuya and Miyuki-san are equal when it comes potential, the only difference between them was power and ability. When it comes to power, Tatsuya is above any Magician in his generation while Miyuki-san is more advance in magical ability than those her age. The only reason why Tatsuya-kun is more effective than Miyuki-san is due to experience and his training.

The training and conditioning that Tatsuya went through is fundamentally more radical and extreme than what Miyuki-san is going through, and I've seen how Shiba-dono instructs her daughter.

Shiba-dono is a harsh taskmaster.

But Yotsuba-dono is a sadist through and through. The things that she put Tatsuya through for training purposes are the stuff of nightmares and the scary part about her methods is that it works. It works so well that she was able to 'guide' Tatsuya-kun into the most effective Combat Magician in the entire Eastern side of the world, probably the entire world if you looked at his track record and the body count that he had amassed.

"Would Miyuki-san be a good wife for our Prince?" Hayama-dono asked, interrupting my mental tirade.

It took me a second later to give a reply. "Most definitely, but her domestic work would need some work."

"They would have you as a servant." Hayama-dono pointed out, silently telling me that Miyuki-san, in the likeliness that she and Tatsuya would marry, would not need to develop any domestic skills whatsoever.

If only that was true.

"Miyuki-san is already glaring at me whenever I cook for Tatsuya-sama and whenever I help him dress. If they ever get married, I would die via hypothermia if I attempt any domestic activities around their property." And I would die slow, agonizingly slow. "I would probably be stuck in Kanto Headquarters, running all the minor functions to give him time with his wife."

"A fair maiden's heart is such a fickle thing." I looked at Hayama-sama indecorously. The word 'ficle' is one of the few words that I would never expect to come out of Hayama-sama's mouth. "That being said, if they are engage, you would be free to leave at your discretion. Tatsuya-sama would release you and the fortune that your parents left you as well the payment that the Yotsuba promised them would be given to you, with some conditions of course. "

I did my best not to roll my eyes. I get enough of this conversation with my Primary.

"A Yotsuba Guardian would only be freed of his/her service by death, and I intend to stay by his side until my death." I told Hayama-sama as firmly as I could before giving him a shy smile. "I fully intent to replaced you as the Head Servant of the Yotsuba Clan, Hayama-sama." I stated with a bit of confidence.

It is true that Tatsuya-kun would leave the Yotsuba after his mother's death, and I full intent to follow him to Miyuki-san's family if that arises, but in case Yotsuba-dono has some tricks up her sleeve, which is most likely, I would do my best to replaced Hayama-sama as the head servant of the Yotsuba Clan.

I have no illusions regarding the hierarchy of the Yotsuba Clan. By any means necessary, Yotsuba-dono would have her son succeed her.

I heard Hayama-sama laughed. "You are too young and too inexperience to even think of replacing me, young lady." Hayama-sama stated smugly. "Still, that is a goal worth fighting for. Regardless of how dark this family is, it is fulfilling to serve them. They are noble, obscured by darkness and ideals that most would not understand."

"The ideals of the Yotsuba, I don't understand them, but I could see the logic behind them." I confessed honestly but the elated look on Hayama-sama's eyes was very telling.

"That makes you better than most." Hayama-sama told me encouragingly. "The Yotsuba is the greatest Magical family in this country. They have been misunderstood since their inception but in terms of contribution in the magic community, the Yotsuba has given the most."

I nodded in agreement. "The number of internal and external threats that Yotsuba-dono goes after in a yearly basis is commendable and truly patriotic." Although, admittedly, some of those raids were more beneficial to her if nothing else, but I will not deny that the Japanese Magical Community and Japan as a whole is safer with those groups gone.

I don't know whether that is my xenophobia talking or am I just getting used to having people get killed and buried without any due process.

I plead the fifth.

"That, and among other contributions in magic development that allows our country to be revered throughout the world as the most advance Magical Country in the world. You and I, Ichihana-san, you and I serve a great family, and you have been bestowed the honor of being the Guardian of its greatest treasure. Do not squander it, because we do have replacements for you." Typical Hayama-sama, telling me that I am free to leave anytime I want before telling me that there would be replacements ready and willing to line up for my duty.

Not going to happen. My Primary will not tolerate a second Guardian. He barely tolerates me.

As for Hayama-sama, typical Yotsuba exceptionalism, although at least he has no illusions that the Yotsuba is good by definition.

It is true that the Yotsuba has done a lot of good for the Japanese Magic Community and for the Japanese Country in general, but they have also done a lot of questionable acts.

I know because I was with the person who had committed many of the atrocities that the Yotsuba is committing behind closed doors.

And I couldn't bring myself to feel that guilty.

Even right now, I know a lot of people are going to die in the next hour or so, and although I feel somewhat bad, I won't lose any sleep over their deaths.

That is scary.

It seems that my conscious is slowly being murdered, and I couldn't bring myself to care all that much.

(Miyuki POV)

Warm, I feel warm.

I always prefer coldness to warmth, but this warmth is pleasant, very pleasant.

In fact, I would not mind being encapsulated by this warmth for the rest of my life.

I will not mind being in the arms of my beloved for the rest of my life.

My Tatsuya-kun is the only one who can make me experience this kind of warmth, and it is addicting.

I could feel his strong arms wrapped around my body, and at this moment, I know that I am safe, and even the army of Lucifer himself won't be able touch me. In his arms, no dangers could touch me.

I could hear my beloved's heartbeat. Like him, his heartbeat in silent but it is still beautiful, silvery. His heartbeat beats in a beautiful rhythm, it beats like a lullaby that is hypnotic for me.

As I embraced him, as I hold him as tightly as he holds me, I could feel my beloved's magic all over my body. The sensation of his magic caressing my skin is beyond euphoric. I don't know why my beloved's magic would have this kind of effect on me, and I don't care. His magic enveloping my body protectively, his magic wrapping itself around my body possessively, it sends both shivers of delight and shudders of pleasure throughout my body. His magic is like a drug to me, and I will not bother curing myself of this wonderful drug.

This is heaven.

Being in his arms is heaven, and I don't want him to ever let me go.

Unfortunately, someone has other thoughts.

"Darling, we are here." A feminine voice that was all too familiar reach my ears.

I almost jumped out of my skin when I suddenly felt my entire body moving upright.

"I was having a good rest." I could hear my beloved whisper in disappointment.

For the record, I am also disappointed.

He was such a comfortable bed.

Obaa-sama chuckled loudly before ruffling the head of my beloved, and I immediately glared at her.

Oh right, Obaa-sama is Tatsuya-kun's mother.

It would be a struggle to get used to this fact, considering I have to ignore the fact that Obaa-sama raised my beloved into an individual with a very limited emotional capacity.

That is going to be very difficult to come in terms with.

"My son, you can continue this with you girlfriend later, we have a pressing matter to address." Obaa-sama told my beloved placatingly.

"Of course mother." My beloved reply before his gazed focused on me. "Your eyes should only be on me. I'll show you how powerful I am. I'll show you that I can protect you from this world's peril. I'll show you that no one will be able to touch you or harm you as long as I draw breath." The passion and the sincerity in his voice was very touching.

He was basically telling me that he would prove to me and to everyone that he is worthy of my affection, that he is worthy of my love.

How manly.

I giggled a bit at his passionate proclamation. "I promised." I smiled a bit as I gazed at him lovingly. "Show me everything."

He smiled back at me. "Gladly"

The mood between us was absolutely perfect, and I half expected my Tatsuya-kun to lean forward for a quick kiss, but Obaa-sama ruined it for us.

"Are you two going to start making me grandchildren? Because those words, especially yours Miyuki-chan, are words you tell your partners when you are about to get down and dirty." Obaa-sama's teasing voice that was filled with innuendo reach our ears. We looked at her and she gave us an amused smile. "Now, darling, when a girl says 'Show me everything', that is her giving you the go ahead to slip off her explore her body."

"You first need to actually first analyze the context of the sentence before jumping to any conclusion to avoid any misunderstandings." A sharp voiced echoed in the passenger area and all three of us looked at Okaa-sama, and she looked very annoyed.

"Shiba-san, I am teaching our children how to properly consummate their affection for each other." My entire face became bright crimson. It is very clear what Obaa-sama is hinting on. "You are free to join me if you want. I'm pretty sure that with our instructions, our children will give us quite a show."

I buried my face on my beloved's shoulder in embarrassment.

Really Obaa-sama, really!

"They are too young for what you are thinking, you deviant!" Okaa-sama was now openly scolding Obaa-sama.

"Nonsense, the sooner they can give us grandchildren, the better." Obaa-sama was way too over enthusiastic regarding this subject.

There was something a kin to a groan from Okaa-sama's direction. "Tatsuya-kun, our deal. Can you at least wait until you are both engage and of age before doing anything amorous."

"17?" Tatsuya-kun inquired curiously.

"17." There was a sound of defeat in Okaa-sama's voice.

"15…" Obaa-sama intervened with a playful voice.

Wait a minute, are they discussing on the age where I am allowed to have sex with my Tatsuya-kun.

MY. GOD.

My entire body at this point blushed at that very thought of making love with my beloved.

It is true that we are young, with him being 13 years of age and me being 12, but I am already aware of sex, courtesy of Okaa-sama and Honami-san. Practically magicians in the country were introduce to sex education early in their life.

Magicians are encourage to reproduce in groves.

The very thought of me and Tatsuya-kun making love is enough for steam to essentially come out of my ears.

Fortunately though, the sound of the door opening effectively ended the awkward conversation before anything else could come out of it.

"We have an army." Suzune-san informed us as she peered into the passenger seat. Her brow was suddenly raise. "Am I interrupting something?"

"No…" Tatsuya-kun answered casually. "We were just discussing the age when I can enter Miyuki-hime's bed." Tatsuya-kun added with such casualness, it was as if he was discussing some mundane topic.

My body flushed bright red at those words.

He is thinking about our eventual loving making, which is good, right?

Suzune-san blushed before throwing a look towards Obaa-sama.

It is a look that essentially says "I blame you for this!".

Peeking at my Okaa-sama, it seems that she was looking at Obaa-sama with the same look, only with more intensity.

For Obaa-sama's part, she was merely grinning, as if she was proud of herself.

"An army, how many?" Tatsuya-kun inquired as he gently set me to his side.

I wasn't able to fully enjoy straddling him.

Such a shame!

"I don't know, but we have three carriers and they are unloading artillery very quickly." Suzune-san informed my Tatsuya-kun seriously.

Tatsuya-kun sighed, not out of dread, but out of annoyance. "Let us get this over with." Tatsuya-kun stated before exiting the limousine.

"I hope you are ready Miyuki-chan." Obaa-sama spoke to me, her eyes was shining with an excited and demonic daze. "My son is going to give us such a wonderful show." Obaa-sama stated with a devilish smile before exiting the limousine herself, following my Tatsuya-kun, her son, out of the vehicle.

All of us who remained in the vehicle stated at each for a second longer before we follow suit.

As I exit the vehicle, I took note of my surroundings.

We were on a hill, surrounded by some thick trees. They weren't humorous but it was enough to hide the vehicle from view.

The hill seems to be near a beach, for I could smell seawater.

On the edge of the hill, I could see Hayama-san, Suzune-san, and my beloved overlooking the beach below.

I am pretty sure at this point, basing it from all the revelation this evening, that Suzune-san is not my Tatsuya-kun's cousin.

From what I gathered, Obaa-sama made sure that no one in the family would know of Tatsuya-kun's existence.

With that in mind, I know every cousin that I have in my Okaa-sama's side of the family, meaning that either Suzune-san is another family member that Obaa-sama hid from the clan or her relationship with my Tatsuya-kun is not familial.

That being said, I don't like her standing too close to my beloved.

Impolitely, I stepped between my beloved and Suzune-san. I gave Suzune-san a halfhearted apology before I link my arms around my beloved.

Following his gazed to the beach below, my knees almost buckle at the sight that greeted me.

There was an army below us.

The beach was fill to the brim with soldiers holding rifles. There were so many soldiers that it was impossible to count them all.

The beach was also litter with tanks and other artillery weapon. The most eye catching were those bipedal tanks who seems to be armed to the teeth with weapons.

The most haunting sight though was those large ships. Three ships were dock securely on the beach, and it was not hard to see that they were armed with several high caliber weapons. Also, could see several planes on those ships.

On the horizon, another ship was approaching, and that ship was identical to the three ship already docked on the beach.

"Oh my, that is an occupational force." Ayanami-Obaachan commented grimly.

"You really messed up big time." Okaa-sama stated darkly.

I looked behind me and saw my family looking at the army below with varying degrees of caution and trepidation.

The only one who did not seem bothered was Obaa-sama.

"Darling, how many?" Obaa-sama inquired with a bored tone.

"2,457 soldiers, 567 magicians, 768 tanks and vehicles, 450 fighter planes, and 4 carrier ships." My beloved reported passively. I was taken a back. He was able to take note of everyone below.

Although, that fact was overshadowed by his next words.

"I don't even have to make an effort." My beloved proclaimed rather apathetically before turning around. "Suzune, my Gear." He ordered as he walked towards the limousine while grabbing his phone-shape CAD.

"Immediately, Tatsuya-sama." Suzune-san answered quickly.

"Belay that order, Suzune-chan." Obaa-sama commanded with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I'll get his gear; you set up the screen for my viewing pleasure. Hayama-san, go help her." Obaa-sama instructed as she skips, SKIPS, towards the limousine!

The sight of Okaa-sama skipping is very disturbing.

Looking at the assembled army one last time, I moved towards my beloved.

"Are you going to fight against THAT, alone!" Fumiya-kun inquired as he gazed at our newly found cousin.

"I am not going to fight them." My beloved answered as he removes his coat and gently draped it over me. "When you say 'fight', that means that they have a chance to win. They don't." Tatsuya-kun gave Fumiya-kun a stare that made him flinch.

"I don't intend to fight them. I intend to massacre them." Tatsuya-kun announced coldly and apathetically. He speaks the massacre of that army with such a lack of emotions that it was easy to believe him.

His phone-shape CAD burned bright silver before flocks of crow flew out from the CAD. The crows circled the hill that we were on before fading in flashes of silver. Tatsuya-kun then looked at me. "I placed a forced field around the area. You will not get hurt by any stray shots but keep close to my mother just in case." Tatsuya-kun told me before his eyes took a shade of pleading, something that I rarely see from him.

"Remember, I need you." He confessed to me strongly and I nodded with resolute.

He needs me, and I need him, that is a fact between us.

"I'll be safe." I promised him.

"Good." He replied in relief before pocketing his CAD.

"Darling, I have your uniform." Obaa-sama moved towards us with a large suitcase in hand.

"Thank you mother." My beloved replied before removing his tie.

He then took off his polo shirt, revealing a white shirt under the clothing, although that shirt was swiftly remove soon after.

My beloved now stood before me, for the first time, shirtless.

His bare upper body was exposed to me, and there was a gasped that escape my lips, which was mirrored by everyone.

"My Lord." Mitsugu-Ojiisama muttered at the sight of my beloved's body.

Underneath his coat and tie hid a body forged of steel. The thickness of the muscle wasn't anything surprising. It didn't even quite approach the volume of an adult's body. But even whilst boyish, the chest, arms, and abdominal muscles were heavily toned and firm, almost like a Renaissance sculpture.

There was one feature there that sculptures lacked however — crisscrossing all over the skin were innumerable scars.

Many were cuts.

Just as many were punctures.

There were some minor burn marks in places, the mist noticeable burn mark was right above his chest.

Oddly enough there was no trace of fractures, but even accounting for that it was not a body raised in a usual way.

Mere normal training could never do this kind of damage.

Nor could simply training until your blood ran.

Only actually being cut, stabbed, and burned, until blood flowed as if under torture, or perhaps the training itself was torture; could produce such a body.

"My mother forged me in hell fire." Tatsuya-kun spoke calmly as he slowly removed the belt buckle of his slacks. "My mother tested me with the best of the best that this world can offer. The scars on my body, each have a story, but they mostly end in the same narrative. I walk away with my life, and all that stood before me becomes dust carried by the wind." His slacks fell to the ground, and my beloved stood before everyone, his body bare, aside from his privates, which was still covered by his boxers.

I drink in the sight before me.

My entire body heated up as my face became bright red.

Getting over the scars that decorated my beloved's body, I will rightfully blame Obaa-sama for those, I must admit that my beloved is sexy.

He is very sexy!

He has nice muscles on his person, and those scars make him look godly.

I think there's a bit of drool running down the side of my mouth, and I don't care.

My beloved is extremely HOT after all.

"You are magnificent, Darling." Obaa-sama embraced my beloved from behind rather abruptly, surprising me for a second but I immediately glare at her as I watched Obaa-sama again pressed her body on my beloved's broad back.

A mother should not hold her son like.

"You are magnificent, Darling." Obaa-sama whispered to my beloved's ear before placing a Victorian-style mask on his chest. "Suit up, my son." Obaa-sama commanded affectionately.

"Yes, mother." Tatsuya-kun replied before putting the mask over his face.

I then watched as Obaa-sama assisted him in putting on a black shirt over his bare body followed by a vest. Obaa-sama then knelt down, a sight that I could never have imagine even in my wildest dream, and help my beloved put on a pair of form-fitting cargo pants.

Watching Obaa-sama dressed up my beloved is annoying and aggravating!

As Obaa-sama dressed up my beloved, she was rubbing her body all over his. When Obaa-sama slipped on his shirt, she was literally molesting his entire body, running her hands all over his body, from his abdominal area to his chest, leaving traces of feathery touches throughout his body!

When Obaa-sama secured the vest on his body, she deliberately pressed her breasts on my beloved's face. She even took a second too long in fastening the vest to smother him with her breasts!

And last, when Obaa-sama assisted him with his pants, she zipped the cargo pants in an oversexualize manner by zipping and buttoning the pants up with her teeth!

Obaa-sama, do you have any shame?!

That is your son!

He is my future husband!

If nothing else, I should be the one doing that to him! That should be my responsibility!

Obaa-sama stood upright before moving to his back.

"Perfect!" Obaa-sama exclaimed cheerfully before putting a long trench coat over his body.

Looking at my beloved right now, he looks to be a figure straight out from an Anime.

"CADs." My beloved ordered, seemingly not caring about his appearance.

Obaa-sama took another large suitcase and opened it in front of Tatsuya-kun.

My beloved first took a pair of gloves from the case and slid it into his hands.

Next, two silver colored, gun-shape CADs, both have longer barrels than the one he usually uses.

The next CAD that he retrieved was a large handgun with an ornate design as well as a handle that appeared to be made out of marble.

After that, a katana with a black hilt and sheath. Unsheathing the sword a little bit, a silvery blade was shown and it shone lightly in the moonlight.

After the sword was securely on his back, he retrieved another CAD, this one taking the shape of a bow.

Obaa-sama then closed the suitcase and set it at her feet.

"As usual, you predicted exactly what I need." Tatsuya-kun complimented Obaa-sama, making her smile warmly.

This is a side of Obaa-sama that I never seen before, and to think, my beloved could trigger these kinds of emotions upon the normally unpredictable Obaa-sama.

I don't like it, but it is still rather baffling.

Tatsuya-kun took several steps forward until he was close to me. Leaning forward, he gave me a sweet kiss. The kiss was brief, but it was enough to convey a simple message to me.

'Watch me.'

I fully intend to.

When he broke the kiss, he moved passed me and stood on the edge of the hill. He once again overlooked the army below.

"Mother, what are their sins?" My beloved ask, but his tone was fundamentally different from the one he usually uses.

Yes, it still lack any emotions and warmth, but this time, his voice was lace with something a kin to bloodlust.

Obaa-sama moved towards my beloved and embraced him from behind, this time though, the embraced wasn't exaggerated or oversexualize.

"Their sin, My Prince, is as follows. They dare to come to our country with their fangs bare. They have destroyed property of our country. They attacked a dear associate of mine. They attacked your beloved Princess, your would-be wife and mate. Most importantly…" Obaa-sama leaned in closer until her lips are millimeters away from my beloved's ear. "…they have offended and insulted me." Obaa-sama stated with contempt.

"They die then?" There was a form of innocence in his voice as he asked.

"Absolutely." Obaa-sama answered in a voice that was beyond delighted.

"Okay then." Tatsuya-kun reached and grabbed his bow-shape CAD. Obaa-sama let go of him and took several step backs as he prepare to fight.

Tatsuya-kun crouched down and grabbed a rock from the ground before standing upright and readying himself to fire his bow.

Although, where is his arrow? Last time I check, for a bow to be useable, an arrow also be within reach.

He doesn't have a single arrow in his person.

Still, my beloved raised his bow and aimed it at the approaching ship. The rock that he picked off the ground was position near the center of the bow.

Tatsuya-kun then pulled the string of the bow.

The rock suddenly disappeared in a flash.

In its place was arrow crackling with energy.

The arrow was composed of numerous colors from violet to blue to magenta to pink and many other colors that I could not name at the moment.

That arrow was extremely bright as it illuminated everything around us.

It is as if my beloved summoned the sun.

My Tatsuya-kun then aimed the arrow at the approaching ship. Releasing the string, the arrow dispersed into a massive and concentrated beam that illuminated the night and cut through the air.

The beam struck the ship and easily eradicated the entire ship the moment it made contact.

When the beam dispersed, the only thing left of the ship was a melted piece of burning steel.

My Tatsuya-kun then turned his bow towards the arm below.

This time though, he had a bullet in his hand.

Placing the arrow between the bow and string, my beloved once again pulled the string and the bullet disappear, similar to the rock, but this time, instead of a single arrow, three glowing arrows appeared in the bullets place.

These arrows were different, as they only appear to have one singular color unlike the last arrow.

One arrow was green, the other one was blue, and the last one was violet.

Releasing the string, the three arrows flew in a variety of ways.

The green arrow turned into a beam.

The blue arrow stayed in tacked and retained its shape.

The violet one exploded into a flare.

When the green beam made contact, it pierces through countless artillery weapons and tanks, boring a large hole straight through them.

When the blue arrow hit the ground, it exploded, tearing, burning, and obliterating everything around it in a large area, whether it be flesh or metal.

When the flare landed though, it exploded as well, but in this case, it generated a concussive forced, massive enough to shatter and blow everything within blast range upwards and backwards, depending of the targets proximity from the blasts.

Tatsuya-kun then placed the bow on the ground before disappearing from sight.

I could feel that he had teleported himself on top of the battlefield.

"Suzune-chan, screen please." Obaa-sama ordered as she sat on the chair that Hayama-san prepared for her.

Several holographic screens appeared before us, all of which were showing my beloved in a variety of angles.

The screens also showed the Russian army in panic, as they did not anticipate the attack that my Tatsuya-kun rained down upon them.

My beloved appeared directly across the army. He wasn't hiding himself, he was just facing the army as if they are mundane.

I then witness him raised his hand inputted some characters in both of his glove-shape CADs before punching the air in front of him.

Even from this distance, I could hear the air cracking as an enormous shockwave was sent towards the panicking army. Those who were directly hit by the shockwave was pulverize while others that were not directly hit were blasted to the sky.

My beloved then took a handgun from his coat before aiming it in front of him.

Pulling the trigger of the gun, a single bullet was shot out from the barrel.

It was difficult to see, but I was able to detect a distortion in the space in front of the bullet. When the bullet passed through the distortion, it became shrouded in electricity and its velocity and acceleration increased significantly.

The bullet tore through human flesh and steel as if it was hot knife through butter.

My beloved repeated this seven more times, each doing the same damage as the first bullet.

By this point, though the army was still in panic, most of them now had acknowledge the presence of my beloved and returned fire.

Bullets, artillery shells, bombs, rockets, and varying magic spells all flew towards my beloved simultaneously, all for the purpose of harming him.

Those projectiles did not even come close on hitting him.

Whenever any projectiles came close to him, those projectiles disappear. It didn't matter what kind of attacks were thrown at his direction, when they were close enough, they just disappear into nothing.

My beloved then broke into a run towards the army, ignoring the volley of attacks raining down upon him.

When he was near an enemy soldier, he threw an open palm thrust.

When his palm made contact with the enemy soldier, the soldier just vanished.

The soldier vanished as if he wasn't even there to begin with as the soldier left no discernable trace.

Even I had a hard time digesting what happened.

My beloved engage the group of soldiers in close range as he waltz towards their ranks, throwing well calculated punches and kicks towards the soldiers around him.

Every time his attacks connect, those who were hit by him vanished into nothing.

It was beautiful…

It was very beautiful.

My beloved looked to be dancing through hell fire, and it was one of the most alluring sight that I have ever seen in my life.

Every punch and every kick, soldiers disappear left and right from him.

A foolish soldier tried to attack my beloved from behind, a knife ready to pierced him.

My beloved allowed the soldier to get near him but it was moot.

The soldier phased through him and the soldier's reaction was very telling.

He knew he was going to disappear.

And disappear he did as my beloved struck him on the back.

By this point, my beloved killed enough soldiers for them to all make a retreat.

As the human soldiers retreat, tanks and other war machines advance.

A tank accelerated towards my beloved, firing artillery skills and countless bullets in its advance.

My beloved stood in place as the projectiles were reduce to nothing before him.

The tank tried to run over my beloved, but it was not to be.

The moment that the tank touched my beloved, it was cut cleanly through the center as the vehicle went passed him.

My beloved took out two identical handgun-shape CADs from his coat and aim one of handguns towards the tank behind him.

A press of the trigger, the two pieces of the tank was reduce to dust.

My beloved continued his advance, but this time in a slower paced.

Artillery and magic still rained down upon him, but he ignore those attacks as they were literally nothing before him.

As he advance, everything before him turned into dust.

He pointed one of his CAD to one direction, numerous machines and soldiers were turn into dust and scattered by the wind.

He points his other CAD in the other direction, the same happens.

Rinse and repeat.

They couldn't touch them. Regardless of their attempts and number of the attacks that they threw at him, they just couldn't touch my beloved.

My beloved on the other hand was systematically destroying them in such a despairing manner.

Forget his initial attacks, the onslaught that my beloved was throwing at them is much horrifying. He is literally eradicating them into nothing.

He was erasing their existence.

There was going to be no corpse.

There was going to be no discernable traces.

Everything about them was being erase, eradicated to nothing, and that is horrifying.

And it showed on the faces of the men that were attacking my beloved.

Seeing that the ground forces were not doing anything against my beloved, several fighter planes flew from the ships and were flying towards my Tatsuya-kun.

They did not last long in the sky as strong turbulence suddenly appeared in the horizon, disrupting the flight pattern of the fighter planes.

Before us, the Phoenix that my beloved summoned earlier appeared above him before flying towards the planes.

Oh right, my beloved had not dismiss that creature.

Several air bullets….Scratch that….Several air missiles appeared around the Phoenix. With a flapped of its winds, the air missiles were fired at the fighter planes.

The planes that were hit by the air missiles were blasted clear out of the sky, exploding in flames before crashing hard on the ground.

Opening its beak, the Phoenix then released a beam of air that cut through the remaining planes with ease.

Seeing that their reinforcement were all but useless against my beloved, most soldiers were now retreating back to the ships.

My beloved did not make easier for them to retreat.

Returning his handguns to his coat, my beloved unsheathed his katana from his back.

Looking at it closely, it appears that the sword was made out of glass.

Pointing the katana at the retreating soldiers, my beloved swung the sword in a gigantic arc.

For a brief second, I could see a rift in the space before my beloved.

And from that rift, a multicolored wave of energy cascaded towards the retreating soldier. Every soldier and machinery that was encapsulated by that blinding stream of light were eradicated and eviscerated into non-existence, and the ground that the wave of light washed over was turned into glass.

The light vanished as quickly as it appeared but the damage was already done.

Returning the sword to its sheathe on his back, my beloved took out an ornate-looking gun, which is also a cad.

He took aim before pressing the trigger.

Several enormous domes of darkness appeared in numerous areas.

My eyes widen as I witness flashes of light within those dark domes.

That was Obaa-sama's magic.

That was [Meteor Stream].

And my beloved cast [Meteor Stream] numerously, and in such a large area that it surpasses Obaa-sama's normal output.

If there was any doubt left of Tatsuya-kun being Obaa-sama child, that would have easily dispelled immediately.

My beloved spun his CAD in his hand before pressing the trigger.

My eyes were transfixed as I witness the domes of darkness collapsed and turned into hundreds of thousands of dark orbs.

When the domes collapsed, it revealed several bodies rigged with numerous holes.

They were all dead before they collapsed to the ground.

The orbs then suddenly started flying all over the battlefield. As they flew and dance in the night sky, beams of light rained down upon the battlefield.

With each movement of those dark orbs, small beams of light were raining down to the ground.

There is one true and irrevocable fact regarding [Meteor Stream].

The spell could not be block by any barriers in existence and it showed down below.

The beams went through and pierced everything they touch, whether it be flesh, steel, stone, or magical barriers, it didn't matter that much, they were all pierced by the beams generated by those dancing dark orbs.

When those dark orbs disappeared, the beach was litter with dead and bleeding bodies as well as machineries that were pierced to pieces.

My beloved once again spun the gun in his hand before once again pulling the trigger.

This time though, a large black-prism was fired from the CAD.

As this prism flew through the air, dozens of devastating pinpoint lasers of light tore through the air and the beach, cutting everything and anything it passes by.

The corpses on the beach mere reduced to mincemeat.

The machines were reduce into even smaller chunks of metal.

And those who were lucky enough to survive the initial onslaught of beams were cut to shreds by the lasers emitted by the prism.

When the prism disappeared, the only living being in the beach was my beloved.

Everything else were destroyed and dead.

The three enormous ships, after witnessing the destruction made by my beloved, made a hasty retreat to the sea.

They did not go far.

My beloved returned the ornate CAD to his coat before casually bringing his hands together.

Separating his hands, a transparent cube with a black sphere located in its center appeared between his hands.

My beloved took several steps backwards as the cube floated in front of him. When he was within acceptable distance, he tapped the cube with his right hand.

The moment his hands touched the cube, it flew towards the ships with a speed that broke the sound barrier.

When the cube reached the three ships, the cube expanded rapidly in size, trapping the three ships within its confides.

The sphere then seems to explode with a tremendous amount of force, and it seems that the structure effectively restricted the blast radius.

When the structure faded, the three ships were gone.

They were eradicated to such extent that not even a single speck of dust remained.

With the deed done, My beloved turned his back and casually walked away from the battlefield, his body was emitting a black miasma that was quickly rotting the corpses around him to nothing.

He was erasing the evidence that there was even a battle in the area.

No, ignore that.

That was not a battle.

As my beloved said, a fight, a battle is by definition, two sides having an equal chance for victory.

That army that was obliterated by my beloved, they did not have a chance.

They did not have a chance in hell.

Regardless of their massive numbers and their tremendous firepower, they were helpless before the might of my beloved.

They were eradicated as if they were nothing more than nuisance.

They were squashed as if they were insignificant insects.

The slaughter that I had witness was equivalent to God raining down his rage upon those who have insulted him.

And it was glorious.

Every single second was glorious.

(Miya POV)

It was difficult to comprehend what I just witness.

Strategic-type magicians are essentially those who can wield power comparable to weapons of mass destruction.

I have seen Strategic-type Magic in action before.

Those kinds of magic were destructive and devastating, to the point that they are unwieldable in most cases.

This is the first time I've seen someone wield Strategic-type Magic with such finesse, accuracy, and precision.

The magic that Tatsuya-kun displayed were destructive and apocalyptic, no one can deny that.

But what he showed us was equally beautiful in an execution point of view.

He wielded magic that can eradicate armies with such intricacy that it was breathtaking.

The technique and technical skills that Tatsuya-kun showed surpasses magicians twice or thrice his age and even double his experience.

He showed amazing power with masterful control.

And as a Magician myself, I appreciated the 'performance' that he displayed.

It didn't matter to me that a mountain of corps is the consequence of this performance. The only thing that matters is that I was able to witness something that is worth noting of as well as the assurance that my stupid cousin would be alive to see the next sunrise.

Although, I doubt if he would live to see the week after next, considering who he was going to speak with next week.

Continuing on, the magic that Tatsuya-kun displayed were nothing short of remarkable, and in his performance, he provided us an irrefutable proof that he is Maya's son.

Tatsuya-kun utilized the signature magic of my twin, [Meteor Stream], and he utilized that magic in ways that Maya is incapable of, hopefully.

The scope, the manner, and the power in which [Meteor Stream] was used is beyond this realm.

Tatsuya-kun essentially upgraded the most indefensible magic in the world into a Strategic-type spell.

That is an achievement worthy of great recognition.

"Amazing as always." My sister's voice reached my ears.

Gazing at my twin, I was somewhat perturb at the arouse expression that she was wearing. The way she was licking her lips was also not reassuring and the way she was gazing at Tatsuya was beyond inappropriate.

It is as if my sister was intoxicated by merely watching her son use magic.

It is as if my sister was turned on by the sight of destruction that she had seen her son do.

"Apologies for Yotsuba-dono." Suzune-san whispered to me as she stood from behind. "She is merely showing pride at the feat that her son had shown. This is the first time that there are actual witnesses to see his greatness." Suzune-san elaborated, and the way she told me did not bode well.

So this is not the first time?

That opens a lot of questions on the number of times Maya had Tatsuya-kun slay armies or even level cities.

I will not trust Maya with such a powerful individual under her control.

The fact that Maya had Tatsuya-kun exclusively under her care for a decade and was allowed to freely influence him is already horrific.

A gust of wind washed over us, interrupting my musing.

The Phoenix that Tatsuya-kun summoned earlier and the being that took out all those fighter planes landed in front of us.

Tatsuya-kun was riding the Phoenix on its back.

He gazed at all of us for a second before jumping to the ground.

My daughter pounced on him the moment he landed.

Miyuki literally threw herself at Tatsuya-kun's arms, and he was so surprised that he actually stumbled a little before regaining his bearing.

"Miyuki-hime…" Tatsuya-kun greeted in surprised.

My daughter looked at him for a second; her eyes were shinning with admiration, wonder, and love.

There was no traces of fear of fear in her eyes.

After seeing the horrors and destruction that Tatsuya-kun is capable of, my daughter still do not fear, and that is good.

Their relationship just became the most important thing for me to maintain.

Their relationship just became the most crucial aspect in our family.

"Was my show to your satisfaction?" Tatsuya-kun asked, a hint of shyness in his voice that was very uncommon for him.

My daughter merely answered by nodding vigorously before wrapping her arms around Tatsuya-kun's neck. Pulling herself towards Tatsuya-kun, my daughter proceeded to give him a searing and heated kiss, which was returned by Tatsuya-kun the moment their lips touch.

A princess welcoming her knight.

What a remarkable sight!

(Suzune POV)

"I hope this lodging is acceptable." It has been a long night, an extremely long night, and I am glad that it is about to end.

After My Primary and Miyuki-san finish their make out session, My Primary proceeded to teleport everyone to Yotsuba-dono's villa for some well deserve rest.

The moment all of us arrived in the villa, my Primary was in the process of leading Miyuki-san to his room, probably wanting her to warm his bed for the night, but their mothers, much to their mutual irritation and disappointment, vetoed such bedding arrangement.

The only thing I would say is that Shiba-dono should thank her lucky stars that my Primary respected her very much and that Yotsuba-dono is Tatsuya-kun's most adored mother.

The villa was not big enough to accommodate such number of guests so Yotsuba-dono instructed me to guide everyone to the yacht, where Shiba-dono and her family can rest.

"I could have shared a bed with my Tatsuya-kun!" Miyuki-san complained openly, eyes glaring at the direction of the villa, where My Primary and Yotsuba-dono are resting for the night.

"Out of the question." Shiba-dono scolded her daughter sharply. "Show some restraint, Miyuki-san, and give him something to look forward to on your wedding night."

Miyuki-san blushed at those words, but her annoyed expression remained.

I'll need to offer a consolation for her.

The moment we arrived in the bedding area of the yacht, I provided Miyuki-san with her possible room.

"If you want, you can occupy Tatsuya-sama's bed in this yacht." I told her as I pointed the room across the hall. "You won't be able to lay with him for the night, but resting on his bed should be an acceptable consolation." I elaborated, hoping that she would accept.

Miyuki-san turned her attention to me before bowing her head. "Thank you, Suzune-san." Miyuki-san exclaimed happily.

That is a relief.

I then turned towards Shiba-dono. "Yotsuba-dono instructed me to give you her bed, Shiba-dono." I told my CAD instructed as I gestured to the door parallel to my Primary's lodging.

"How kind of her." There was a sarcastic tone in her voice. She might have prior experience with Yotsuba-dono in the past.

I wonder what kind of confrontation that would be.

The Queen of Night and the Mistress of Lethe.

I ignored my curiosity for now as I turned my attention to the rest of our guests.

Yotsuba-dono did not give specifics, so that means they are free to choose as they please.

"Kuroba-san, we have five more rooms in this yacht. If you want, you can all occupy an individual room or if you prefer, we have a family room that his big enough to occupy all of you." I provided the offer and a part of me hoped that they would choose the family room.

After what the twins saw this evening, they will need the support of their parents.

Apparently, Ayanami-san read my mind. "The family room please, and thank you for the consideration." She bowed to me and that only made me feel sheepish.

"No need to thank me. I am just doing my job." I assured the Kuroba patriarch before a thought cross my mind. "I will also bring the first aid kit. It must be exhausting reapplying healing magic to your husband in a half an hour basis, considering your condition."

"That would be much appreciated." Ayanami-san replied kindly.

I lead the Kuroba family to the family-sized room before opening the door for them. Gesturing them inside, I waited for all of them to occupy the room before closing the door.

I then turned to the Sakurais.

"We have four more rooms…"

"That would be unnecessary." Shiba-dono cut me off softly. "Honami-san would stay in my room and Minami-san would stay with Miyuki-san. All due respect, this is foreign territory for us."

I nodded in understanding. The Yotsuba does not have the best track record when it comes to keeping their guests safe.

"Understandable, let me walk you to your room." I offered her but Shiba-dono shook her head.

"No need, Tsuyoru-san. You should get some rest as well. It has been an exhausting night for everyone." The look that Shiba-dono gave me a look that left no room for any arguments.

Well, I do have to set up a parameter before I get to crash to my bed.

Bowing respectfully at Shiba-dono I turned around and left them in their own devised.

"Tsuyoru-san…" Before I could make some distance though, Shiba-dono called for me.

"Yes, Shiba-dono?" I looked at her curiously.

"Are you a Yotsuba?" I was expecting this question the moment Yotsuba-dono had herself introduced to them.

My cover story was that I am a cousin of Tatsuya after all.

Time to come clean, I guess.

I shook my head. "I am Tsuyoru Tatsuya's Yotsuba Guardian, my true name is Ichihana Suzune." I would have like to use Ichihara, but that name no longer holds a meaning to me. I have never use Ichihana before, but that name was the name bestowed upon to my ancestors, to my family. It is high time for me to start using it, although only during Guardian duty.

"Guardian…" Both Honami-san and Minami-san repeated rather loudly, disbelief written all over their face. They might have truly suspected that I am truly a relative of Tatsuya-kun. I did my best to be aloof to the point of apathetic.

I nodded in affirmation. "A Yotsuba Guardian is essentially the personal maid and bodyguard of a Yotsuba Clan Members. My duty is took make sure that Tatsuya-sama is safe in every venture and in every fight that he partakes, and also, it is my responsibility to care for his needs, regardless of what they are. It has been more than two years now since I was designated as the Guardian of Yotsuba-dono's son, Tsuyoru Tatsuya."

"If memory serves me right, the Ichihana Family is an Extra Family that had lost their number. Has the Yotsuba acquired and absorbed the Ichihana Family." Shiba-dono asked keenly, her eyes having a curious glint, although it was one that I did not like.

Regardless, I answered truthfully.

"In a way, yes, the Yotsuba have absorbed the Ichihana family through me. I am the last remaining member of that family. My parents died after working for Yotsuba-dono, and I had volunteered myself to become Tatsuya-sama's Guardian after their deaths." That was a bittersweet memory that I would rather not recall.

"You volunteered?" Miyuki-san looked confused.

Considering that she may get a Guardian if Minami-san does not impress him in the foreseeable future, I decided to elaborated for her. Miyuki may not be a Yotsuba, but she is important enough for the Yotsuba Clan, for Yotsuba-dono to warrant a Guardian to protect her.

"Normally, the Yotsuba Clan either manufactures Guardians from scratch or trains young magicians from infancy to be Guardians, sometimes even both. My case is different. I had nothing to do with the Yotsuba Clan three years ago until my parents got involve with them." I closed my eyes as I briefly reminisced about the past, about the life that I had left behind. "More than two years ago, there were several candidates for his Guardianship. I killed every single one of them via strangulation to earn the position that I have today. Of course, I had to get a crash course on how to be a proper Yotsuba Guardian. It took me three months to complete the condense course." Hayama-dono was a strict and cruel taskmaster.

"Why did you volunteer though?" Honami-san inquired rather strongly. "You mentioned that your parents died because of the Yotsuba. Why would you volunteer yourself to be the slave of the family that essentially cost you your parents?" There was something personal in that question; I could sense it and I could see it in her eyes.

Still, she was incorrect.

"I did not volunteer myself to be a slave of the Yotsuba Clan. I volunteered myself to be the Guardian of the Prince of the Yotsuba, there is a big difference." Outside of Yotsuba-dono, I have never obeyed or even met another Yotsuba. "And before you ask, I relinquished my freedom to be his Guardian for two simple reasons. For survival and for me to repay my dept."

I clutched my chest as I remember the source of my loyalty. "My life as a magician and my life as a woman, I owe it all to Tatsuya-sama. My life is his, and although he has no interest in me whatsoever, I fully intend to serve him for the rest of my life, or die protecting him or for him."

That is the truest form of emotion in my heart.

(Miya POV)

Gothic-Victorian, Maya's signature and preferred style.

Not my cup of tea, but I guess it will do for now.

"Oku-san, the bed is ready." My Guardian informed me.

I nodded in reply as I gazed at the mirror in the room. Grabbing the comb on top of my twin's vanity, I started combing my hair to ready myself for bed.

It is now 3:15AM.

It has been a long night.

"Let me do that for you, Oku-sama." Honami exclaimed as she gently and politely took the comb off my hands and started smoothing out my hair.

I am not going to deny how good her hands felt as it go through my hair.

I sighed from pleasure as I leaned myself backwards.

I am very much aware that I am resting my head on the breasts of my Guardian.

As Tatsuya-kun famously coined, it doesn't matter.

"We would die for Maya. We would go to war for Maya." That is fact. Maya just needs to say the word, and we would wage destruction upon those who have wronged her or the family. "Maya would also die for the family, and she would personally be in the front lines if we ever go to war."

"Toushu-sama is a great leader." My Guardian agreed with me wholeheartedly.

"One of the best." I conceded honestly. "That is why I am insulted, and the entire family would be too, at the fact that she kept her son, Tatsuya-kun, a secret from all of us for over a decade." The headache that this would cause us all and the unnecessary drama that this would generate would be a nightmare to deal with.

"Are you upset that Toushu-sama did not informed you of her motherhood?" Honami inquired with gentle tone.

I like this about her. She could practically read me now, which is a good thing in a way, and she is very on point and straightforward when she speaks to me.

"We are sisters, and although our relationship did not recover after that tragedy, I expected her to at least have the courtesy to inform me of her pregnancy." I actually expected her to parade herself in front of everyone in the family, boasting about her baby bump to us all, showing us that she was capable of bringing a child to life, showing us that she was not a failure as a woman.

Regardless of her beauty and power, Maya had always been rather sour at the fact that she was infertile.

I should have noticed something was wrong when that inferiority complex of hers disappeared.

"Toushu-sama might have wanted to raise Tatsuya-kun without any pressure placed upon his shoulders." Honami's voiced out her opinion to me. "The family would have expected the world from him, being Toushu-sama's son and all."

Her statement has merits.

"He would have lived up to the family's expectations." A genius with a unique set of magic under his disposal, power that can be consider outside the realm of this world, and complete control over his overwhelming might, Tatsuya-kun would be the centerpiece of the Yotsuba Clan.

And the family would have feared him.

But we would still support him, because it is clear that he is Maya's pride and joy.

And Maya and I are the pride and joy of the entire clan. The clan would have shown and provided the same support to Tatsuya-kun that they have given my daughter.

Maya should have introduced Tatsuya-kun to the family earlier. It would have save everyone the trouble.

But that had already come and pass.

Right now, I would need to navigate and guide Tatsuya-kun's grand entrance into the family.

I would need to do this because Maya appears to have no interest in introducing him into the family.

"Maya just made my life much more difficult." I complained in frustration. "It would have been easier to induct Tatsuya-kun as Miyuki-san's lover. Now, he needs to be introduced to the family as Maya's son and Miyuki-san's lover and fiancée. It would be an utter joy to see how the family would react to that kind of introduction."

The family would most likely be outrage and Tatsuya-kun would probably summon his dragons as retaliation for anything that would resemble an insult to be hurl at Maya.

I am already getting a migraine just thinking about pacifying our cousins.

Honami offered a comforting smile. "Tatsuya-kun would cooperate with you, if it is for Miyuki-chan and Toushu-sama, she would give you his full support."

His two willing weaknesses, his two willing blind spots, one of them can easily be reasoned with, the other, not so much.

I'll just have this issue filed in the back of my mind. I'll deal with this when I am well rested.

But before I get into bed, there is one more topic I would like to discuss with my Guardian.

"There is a much deeper story with regards to Suzune-san, don't you agree?" The last descendant of an Extra Family, Ichihana no less, Maya would not allow such talent to be drafted into such a position unless she has reserves

The Ichihana family have always possesses interesting genetics and not to mention, the research that their family have regarding the Mind and its correlations with magic is quite appealing for the Yotsuba.

"I agree, Oku-sama." Honami nodded before a sad expression appeared on her face. "I pity her, falling in love with someone that she cannot have."

"She is young, merely 15 years of age. She'll find another man to love." Suzune-san better, because compromising a talented and bright magician is something that I take no pleasure in.

But I would compromise her if she is a threat to the relationship between my daughter and Tatsuya-kun.

It is apparent that my daughter is Tatsuya-kun's only moral compass.

Maya doesn't count because she lacks morals and human decency by choice.

It is also apparent that Maya, and My daughter to an extent, is the only two binding force that keeps Tatsuya-kun's allegiance to the Yotsuba Clan.

Anything that would compromise those relationships, I will not be tolerate.

"I would need to know what Suzune-san's responsibilities and duties are in the Kanto Branch, so I can train Miyuki-san to take over for her as soon as possible. I also need to involve Suzune-san more in FLT." I muttered to myself, already planning an outline of everything that needs to be done.

I think it is time for me to give Tatsuya-kun the go ahead to offed that man and his mistress. That would make it easier for me to insert Suzune-san to an executive position in FLT. That would probably eat away more of her time and might assist in eroding her affection for Tatsuya-kun.

"Oku-sama, do you intent to have Suzune-san forfeit her position to another Guardian?" There was alarm in my Guardian's voice.

That kind of action is probably blasphemous in the perspective of my Guardian.

For a Guardian, their position is an honor, a source of pride.

I shook my head in a negative. "From what Maya had hinted earlier, you are probably the only one that Tatsuya-kun would consider as a replacement for his Guardian, or someone with your competence. I am not letting you go." Honami is MINE. "I am not going to have Suzune-san replace. I am not that cruel, and I am pretty sure that she would find a way to continue to serve Tatsuya-kun. Replacing her would be moot, but distancing her from Tatsuya-kun would be the better course of action."

"You do not trust Suzune-san with Tatsuya-kun?"

"Yes." I answered firmly. "I am confident that Tatsuya-kun would remain loyal to my daughter, and vice-versa, but any other variables in their relationship that has a remote chance of causing a disturbance is now unacceptable."

My apologies, Suzune-san.

"I could teach her not to overstep her boundaries." Honami offered, showing a sense of comradery to her fellow Guardian. "There is no need to go to such extremes, Oku-sama. Furthermore, Suzune-san is smart enough to know that Tatsuya-kun would never look at her the same way he looks at Miyuki-san."

"That is true, but my daughter is much more sensitive with regards to this matter than Tatsuya-kun." It would be awkward for her, for everyone if she continues to stay with Tatsuya-kun. "From what I've seen and from I could recall Suzune-san's duties as Tatsuya-kun's Guardian is probably only limited to housework." I could not see Tatsuya-kun needing a bodyguard. "After Maya and I hashed out an agreement about our children's engagement, Miyuki-san would most likely insist of taking over the domestic needs of Tatsuya-kun, and I'll be encouraging it."

Miyuki-san and I would need to work together to overwrite some of Maya's conditioning. Family values would be the first that we need to work on.

"Oku-sama…" My Guardian called for me once again, this time, with a pleading tone.

I sighed a bit. She will not let this go

Okay then…

"If you fully intend to go this route, then you must be ready to convince me."

For what is about to happen, I deserve this.

For the entire night, I've watched my daughter practically get ravage by her lover and I've also seen my sister gratify herself by practically relieving herself via rubbing her body all over her son's.

I also deserved to be relieve of my stress.

The hands of my Guardian left my hair and the sound of the comb dropping to the ground echoed throughout the room.

The comb belonged to my sister anyway, so no need to be angry about it.

The chair that I was sitting on was moved backwards by a bit before my Guardian stepped in front of me.

I watched as my Guardian removed her top and bra. She now stood before me topless, her breasts bared before me, and a shy blushed on her cheeks.

She looks adorable.

"Convinced me." I repeated myself, visually licking my lips in anticipation.

With a determined yet bashful look, she bent forward and captured my lips for a tender kiss.

My Guardian's tongue brushed against my lips, and I immediately granted her entrance. Slipping her tongue in, she began to rub her tongue against the inside of my mouth. As her hands moved to my back, she ran her hand along my back until she found the zipper of my dress. Honami quickly pulled down the zipper of my dress.

Honami broke the kiss and stepped back, her hands running down my body, tracing every curve of my body. I sighed in delight as I stood to my feet, letting my dress fall to the ground.

I looked delighted at the arouse expression that appeared on my Guardian's face as I stood in front of her in my bra and panties.

Honami gazed at me for a few seconds longer, admiring my body, before I decided to encourage her by placing one of her hands over my chest. At my encouragement, she began to knead one of my fleshy mound, while her other hand went to its twin.

Honami pinched my nipples, which made me moan and shudder. Being a bit bolder, Honami move a little closer before tiptoeing so that her lips can get to my neck. She began to gently nibble my neck, ever so gently kissing and nibbling on my nape. Honami then let one of her hands slowly drift downward, just barely grazing along my stomach, until she reached my crotch, which was already wet in anticipation.

I would like nothing more than to have either her hands or lips on my cunt, but I can wait a bit more.

I just need remind my dear Guardian who is the mistress in our relationship.

Before she could go further, a grabbed her wrist, both of them before roughly pushing her on the vanity of the room.

A startled groaned escape her lips, and that is the only sound that will leave her lips that is not lace with pleasure.

Leaning forward, I started to lightly kiss her neck. She gasped at the sudden attention, and right away, I slid both my hands along her body, moving one up to her breasts and the other down to her crotch. It was a hassle, but I was successful in unzipping and unbuttoning her slacks before slipping a single finger in. At the same moment, I started pinching her nipple.

She bit down on her lip to keep herself from moaning aloud, and I did not like that one bit. I so happen to like the sound that my Guardian makes during out lovemaking. To deny me of such a sound is quite an insult.

I added another finger, and I immediately started pumping my two fingers in and out of her. I didn't bother starting out slowly nor getting into a rhythm. I thrusted my fingers inside of her as roughly and as quickly as I could, as frantically and as wildly as I could. Right away, her juices began to soak through my hands as she thrashed her body due to my ministration.

At this time, she couldn't help herself but moan and breathe heavily like a bitch in heat.

She is my bitch in heat, so no need to hold back.

As I fingered her, I mentally removed her slacks from her body. Telekinesis is a trick I learned during my high school days. When there are many willing partners, it's better to know how to remove clothing without breaking contact.

Clad with only her panties, I started to rub myself against her. With her legs bare, I could feel all of her body heat, and that, with the friction, was enough to make me wet enough that my own undergarment started to get extremely soak with my essence.

I started to finger her with a bit more force, causing her to bucked a bit roughly on the vanity, the back of her head actually hitting the mirror.

She kept making small noises as I ravage her cunt with my fingers.

When I knew she was only a few seconds away from cumming, I had turn her head slightly so I could claimed her lips. I pushed my tongue past her lips at the exact moment she came, so her moan was completely silent. I kept fingering her for a few seconds longer, before breaking the kiss and pulling my hand up.

I could see that my hand was utterly soak with her fluids. I licked my hand a bit, relishing the taste of my guardian before promptly shoving the fingers that I used to fuck her into her mouth.

Like an obedient little pet, she started licking my fingers clean.

Such an adorable Guardian.

I looked at my Guardian as she licked her own essence off my fingers. The blushed on her face was arousing and I could feel myself getting wet at the alluring expression that she was making.

When my fingers were clean, I forced Honami to her knees before shoving my wet cunt to her face.

"Now be a dear and eat me. It is impolite if you are the only one who gets off, and you are the one who is supposed to convince me to be more lenient to you fellow Guardian." I told her coldly as I gently hump my crotch on her face, enticing a moan of pleasure from myself.

Nodding her head, she began to lick at my slit through the thin material, running her finger along near the top until she found the small nub of my clit, which she began to rub between her thumb and forefinger. I stood steadily with my eyes closed, moaning as my lovely Guardian played with my cunt through my underwear.

After a few minutes, My Guardian stopped, and pulled down the silky garment. I could sense her staring at my hairless pussy for a few seconds before she placed a gently kiss right at the top of it, causing me to shake a bit as the waves of pleasure washed over me.

This Guardian of mine is better than all the partners I had in the past, much more competent than the man I call husband.

Placing a hand on each side, Honami spread my lower lips, gently sliding her tongue just along the insides, then plunging it in as deeply as she could. She licked every inch of my inner walls, drinking up every last drop of juice that she could, letting what got away fall on her breasts. I strangle moan escape my lips as I endure the skillful work of my Guardian. Grabbing her head with both of my hands, I pulled her closer to my cunt, encouraging her to go deeper to my canal.

She obeyed like a good pet.

Her tongue slithered deeper into me, reaching all the places that make my toes curl.

I screamed in pleasured as I came. Large amount of cum gushed out, and my lovely Guardian drank down nearly all of it happily.

I held onto my Guardian's head as tight as I could to prevent my knees from giving out.

As I do this, my Guardian continued to lap the juices off my cunt, although slowly in order to not shock me into another orgasm.

It took me a few second to regain my bearings, and as I regain my bearings, I grabbed a handful of my Guardian's hair and forcefully pulled her up.

My Guardian released a cry of pain but it was muffled when I shoved my tongue down her throat. Ravaging my Guardian's mouth, I once again pushed her onto the mirror without removing my lips from hers.

She was squirming under my powerful hold, and I was once again thankful that Tatsuya-kun was able to heal my body and stopped its deterioration. I would not have fully enjoyed the company of my Guardian if my body remained weak.

Pressing my body upon her, I could feel my chest pressing onto hers. I mentally removed my bra so that I could feel her breasts onto mine, and the feeling of her nipples rubbing onto mine was heavenly.

Very heavenly.

I continued kissing her, my tongue exploring the wet cavern that is my Guardian's mouth. My Guardian tried in vain to get some sort of advantage over me in our kiss. She was desperate in trying to return the favor, but I did not allow her. I remained dominant and ravage her mouth to my heart's content, relishing the heat of her body, relishing the sound of pleasure that I am forcing out from her.

I wanted more.

I wanted more than this.

Without breaking our lip lock, I mentally called my CAD from my discarded dress.

I had my CAD securely strapped to my left wrist. Mentally entering some commands on the CAD, the room suddenly became colder but that is to be understood.

I am mentally constructing something out of ice after all.

After what seems like hours, I finally broke the kiss that I had with my Guardian. Honami was grasping for breath while I gazed at the construct that I made from my magic.

It was acceptable. A double-ended dildo, each side being nine inch in length and one inch of girth.

I licked my lips in anticipation as I spun my Guardian around and press her on the mirror of the vanity. She shuddered at the coldness of the mirror on her breasts. I immediately draped myself over her, my breasts on her back as I once again fondle her chest.

Moans once again escape her lips as I tugged her breasts and twisted her nipples while I started biting her nape, my teeth sinking into her skin, drawing a bit of blood that I happily drank

I muffled her load moans of pleasure by mentally having one edge of the dildo shoved into her mouth. She made some choking sound, but I know enough about her to know that she'll adapt. I mentally had the dildo move in and out of her mouth in a slow pace, while my other hand travelled down to her cunt. I could feel her shudder as my thump was press on her clit, and she was now squirming as I playfully rub her clit with my thump.

It was adorable, as her entire body blushed from the attention that I am providing her, I could not help but admire the beauty that she possesses.

She was not the only Sakurai-series that the Yotsuba have, but she was the only Sakurai that I would ever acknowledge.

I had my fingers rub her lower lips, and when I deemed she was wet enough, I had the dildo removed from her mouth.

I took a stepped back, allowing my Guardian to slump over the vanity.

It doesn't matter if it gets stained. It was Maya's anyway.

I had the end of the dildo that was shoved in my Guardian's mouth inserted into my cunt. I moan softly with each inch thrust into me, and my fluids also flow down the hard substance. I shivered slightly as the coldness of the ice spread throughout my body.

When the dildo was fully inserted, I walked towards my Guardian, and I would admit that I am eyeing my Guardian's plump ass.

I fully intend to fuck her until all the stress that I have accumulated today disappears.

Grabbing a hand full of her hair, I once again pressed her body onto the mirror. I teasingly rubbed the tip of the dildo at the opening of her cunt, her body shivered and a whimper escape her lips as she felt the coldness of the eyes rubbing over her sensitive area.

I moved it along the length of her cunt a few times to make sure that it was well lubed in my Guardian's juices. When it was lubricated enough, I slowly began to push forward. Honami moaned and her body shivered frantically as she felt the cold ice entering her. After nearly a minute, it was all the way inside of her cunt.

The two of us are now feeling it, the smooth coldness of the ice and the warmth of our body.

I reached out and cupped my Guardian's cum-slicked breasts, squeezing them together and playing with her rock hard nipples as I began to pump in and out.

The two of us moaned in unison. As I fucked her, I am also essentially fucking myself. With each thrust, the other end was also thrusting into me.

As I pulled farther back, I would slide my hands along Honami's well define stomach, tracing down her curve with my palm. I was delighted to see that my Guardian was lost in bliss as the long, cold icicle moved along the inside of her body, getting hotter due to our own body heat.

It took me a few more thrust before the two of us climaxed together, our moans muffled as we once again locked our lips into a kiss.

That was delightful but I am not satisfied yet.

I methodically and slowly removed the dildo out of my Guardian's cunt, enjoying the prolong moan that escape her lips.

I then carried her and deposited her into the bed that Maya so graciously provided us.

I am going to ruin this bed.

Serves her right for keeping her son a secret from me.

I am her sister, her twin sister, damn it!

I watched as my Guardian go to her hands and knees as she knew what was to come.

I have bed her enough for her to know how this will end.

I admire my Guardian's beauty and devotion briefly before I joined her in the bed.

I did not bother for any formalities anymore as I just shoved the dildo down her cunt, thrusting it all the way until the base.

Grabbing her violet hair for leverage, I started ravaging her with all of my strength, I fucked my loyal guardian with all the strength that I could muster "Cum at your discretion, my beautiful pet." I instructed my Guardian while I slapped her plump ass.

Honami gave a sob of pleasure I fucked her. "Oku-sama! Oku-sama!" Honami cried in pleasure, each word laced with ecstasy.

I chuckled as I slapped her ass once again.

I then used one hand to reach between my Guardian's legs. I immediately started teasing her clit as I fucked her.

I started rubbing my chests on her strong back while giving her clit an extra hard pinch, making her groan in pleasure, which was music to my ears.

I trailed my fingers fondly along Honami's neck. She has such a lovely neck.

I warped my fingers around her neck. I choked her a bit, not enough to caused her harm, but enough to give her pain, to accentuate the pleasure that was wracking her body.

I know how to touch my Guardian, the same way she knows how to touch me.

With the additional pleasure added by me wrapping my hands around her neck, she came and she came hard, staining the bed with her fluids.

I grabbed a handful of my Guardian's hair. Using it for leverage I slammed into her as hard as I could.

This, I moaned as I came myself, my fluids staining the bed as my guardian's did.

I released my Guardian's hair, letting her slump forward.

I then held her hips, digging my nails into her thighs, drawing another groan of pleasure from her. "Stay conscious, Honami." I instructed her teasingly as I continue to plow into her cunt.

Harder and deeper, I thrust the hard icicle into her with reckess abandon. I closed my eyes as I relished the physical pleasure that I am getting from having the other end of the toy shoved into me with each strong thrust and the musical sound of my Guardian's pleasure filled voice echoing into the room.

I kept a firm grip on her hips as I brought my dear Guardian into another climax

I climax soon after but not before giving her another swift slap on the ass.

Another moan escaped her lips, and it was quite adorable.

I collapsed on my Guardian's back.

I wasn't fully satisfied but it has been a long night. I can continue this once we get back to the villa, with all of our toys available for us to play with.

For now though.

"I hope you have Suzune-san fall out of love with Tatsuya-kun before I get my hands on her."

Minami could only moan out her answer.

I chuckled at this as I gently play with the breasts of my dear Guardian.

I truly do hope that Minami would be successful in having Suzune-san fall out of love with Tatsuya-kun.

If she fails, then Honami will no longer be the only warming my bed after I go through the young girl, which is a pity.

I truly do love Honami, and as much as I could, I want her to be the only one in my bed.

But I have sacrificed for the family before.

Sacrificing the emotional aspect of my relationship with my Guardian is something that I would do.

For the family, for my daughter.

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