The Prince of the Yotsuba
Chapter 14: Family Part 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei. If I did, Suzune would be a prominent character and Tatsuya and Miyuki would already be making love.
(Miyuki POV)
Since my engagement to my Tatsuya-kun, it has come to my attention that Obaa-sama has been using my beloved, her own son, as some kind Black Ops operative.
According to my beloved, Obaa-sama would use him in missions that are either too difficult for some of the family's normal agents or if Obaa-sama really wants to get a point across, or if the mission is out of the country. If either of those situations arises, my Tatsuya-kun would take the field and would render the destructiveness and ruthlessness that was hammered into him by Obaa-sama towards the enemy of the family.
Three days since Tatsuya-kun started living with us, Obaa-sama made a business call, ordering my beloved to Russia.
Russia, I am starting to hate that country.
Apparently, Obaa-sama still remembers what happened in Okinawa and the attack in Sado, although irrelevant, was enough for Obaa-sama to feel insulted. Obaa-sama does not take insults well. To remedy the insult brought upon her and, to an extent, the familu, she decided to send my magnificent fiancé to the New Soviet Union to remind them why the Yotsuba is untouchable.
The marching orders of Obaa-sama to my fiancé are to steal some researched from the capital of the New Soviet Union, Russia, discover how the Soviets were able to trace Koruba-ojiisama spying on them, and then neutralize the cause, all the while spilling blood and painting the land of New Soviet Union as red as possible while remaining invincible from the foreign Government.
It was a difficult task. Okaa-sama even stated that the task was an impossibility.
My beloved merely looked slightly annoyed at the orders given to him, merely asking Obaa-sama, his mother, if she wanted a souvenir from Russia and if she wanted the geography of Russia to be redrawn.
Obaa-sama made the house call during lunch. It was now evening and I am currently assisting my lover dress for travel.
This was normally Suzune-san's job, being his Guardian and all, but I liberated this task from her. It was improper for another woman to dress an engage man, especially if that man is mine.
I would not deny that I ogle my beloved's sculpted body as I assist him with his dress shirt and he even allowed me to button up his shirt for him, a task that I did in the slowest possible way.
My beloved is quite the eye-candy.
At the moment, I was holding a thick coat for my beloved as he laid out a few dozen CADs on his bed, meticulously examining them.
"Of all the countries that I have visited, Russia is one of my least favorites." My beloved engaged me in small talk while casually looking over the Silver, Gun-shape, CAD with critical eyes. "They are extremely militarized and industrialized, the smog is everywhere, and the default temperate is 20 degrees below zero. It is a miracle that those people are able to live in such a condition."
I giggled at his narration. My beloved does not complain, he is above that, but he would always voice his observations, whether it be positive or negative.
That being said…
"I hear Russia has beautiful winters." I commented offhandedly. I enjoy winters. It is my favorite time of the year, especially since I got myself a lover. Cuddling up into his arms in a cold winter day is always a joy.
"They do, in areas where the pollution has not yet reached." My beloved spared me a look and a smile. "Improve your combat skills some more and I might be able to take you in some of my missions outside of the country." That offer made me smile.
The subject of me joining him in some of his mission outside of Japan has been brought up in his first three days with us, and my beloved, surprisingly, was the first to shoot it down, with the support of Okaa-sama. My beloved does not deny me much, but when he does, it was with reason.
And he explained to me the reason for his denial.
In his own words, foreign countries are not fond of magicians that are not natives of said country, and foreign magicians are normally captured for experimentation and/or livestock. He also emphasize that although my talents and skills were above and beyond even among elite magicians, my combat skills with magic are still average and not in a level fit for combat in foreign soil. He also stated that brute force, something that I normally rely on in my combat training, can only bring me so far and would only bring me harm in an environment where every single moving entity is an enemy.
He told me that he is strong enough to protect me from any dangerous situation, but it was still a risk that he cannot afford or take. Further saying that a husband must never gamble or take risk on the lives of his would be bride.
It was a harsh assessment that Okaa-sama seconded, but I took in stride. My beloved rarely denies my wishes and considering that he denied me because of my safety, I did not raised a fuss or make a bigger topic out of it.
I would improve my combat abilities though so that I can one day join my beloved in one of his trips outside the country.
"Your Miyuki would improve her combat skills so that she would be worthy to stand beside you in battle." I swore to him lovingly.
My beloved only smiled at me. "I would protect you from all the harms of the world, and I would personally prefer for you to never see the field of battle." My beloved chuckled, something that made me blush for he rarely shows such human actions.
When my beloved shows his humanity, he becomes the most handsome man in the world.
"But you have my blood. I know that you would not settle to stand behind me while I protect you."
I smiled brightly at that admission. He knows me so well.
"You told me, as you kiss my feet, as you kiss each of my fingers, and as you slip this ring onto my finger…" I showed my beloved the engagement ring that he constructed for me on the day of our engagement. "…that only you are worthy to be my husband for you can protect me from all the horrors this world can throw at my direction." I blushed as I remember how he proposed to me even before our mothers had the formal papers written up and sign. He was so sweet and passionate in his proposal, promising me that he would give me the world if I wish it. "I agreed with you. You are the only man worthy to have me."
You are the only man that I would allow to have me. You are the only man who I want to own me.
"But for me to be your bride, to be your wife, for me to be worthy of such a title and honor, I need to at least be able to stand by your side." I stated, somewhat shame face. In Okinawa, I was shown how wide the gap between us.
In terms of power, we are equal. I am confident that I have the same amount of raw power that my beloved has in his possession.
But in terms of skill, finesse, and other metrics, my beloved is above me by significant levels.
Although I am not offended that my beloved is a better magician than I am, it is still unacceptable. To be his wife, I should at least be his equal.
I will not be like Suzune-san, who settles in merely standing behind his back. I am not weak and lowborn like her.
I will stand by his side, as an equal, as his wife and partner.
My fiancé once again chuckled goodheartedly as he arranged all of his CADs in a massive suitcase. Closing the suitcase, I took that as a signal to approach him.
I walked towards him and when I am near enough, I assisted with his coat.
With the heavy coat snug around his body, he turned around before pressing his lips on mine.
I closed my eyes and relished the kiss that he had bestowed upon me.
"You are my Princess, you do not need to prove anything to me." My beloved said in amusement. "But you are also the first woman, aside from my mother, to have made me feel. You would not settle to be beneath me."
I smiled as I felt my cheeks reddening. I tiptoed upwards to once again connect our lips, my hands press on his chest.
As we parted, I could not help but feel smug at the sight of his redden cheeks.
"I have no qualms in being beneath you…" In fact, I enjoy it. "…but being beside you is much more preferable."
He nodded in acceptance before placing his lips onto mine once again.
This kiss, we held it longer and we exerted more effort. When we part, we were both equally breathless.
"Say it." My lover requested me, voice filled with need and want.
"Return to me, alive and well." I ordered him, voice pleading and desperate. "Return to me, and hold me in your arms with greed"
"I shall, with haste." My beloved swore to me, eyes burning with determination. "I shall return and hold you in my arms once again, with want and desire, my Princess."
Like clockwork, we embraced, our respective arms holding each other possessively. Our lips once again met for our fourth kiss of the night.
This kiss was deeper, more passionate, displaying our desire and want for each other. Our lips lingered longer compare to the first three that we shared this evening.
My beloved will return to me. That is certain. No force in this world would prevent him from returning to me.
But I would miss him. I would miss his presence and touch dearly.
But he will return. He will come back to me, back in my arms, and that is enough for me to let him go.
(Suzune POV)
I watched the loving couple several tables across me.
They look very much in love with each other.
They both appear to be the picture of a loving couple.
Of course, that is the case when viewed in an ordinary scope.
The man, who the woman held hands with lovingly, was already married to another woman.
The woman who was looking at the man with passion in her eyes was his mistress.
If I was an outsider with this knowledge, I would have been repulsed at the sight before me.
But I am not an outsider.
I am quite aware of that man's circumstance.
In fact, I pity him.
That man and I are completely similar, with one major difference.
I am wholly satisfied with my life.
He is not, and that would be the death of him.
I should know. I am the one who lobbied for the opportunity to put him down after all.
Better me than my Primary.
I watched as the two left the fancy restaurant and continued on with their date.
Three minutes later, I followed while leaving behind a sizeable tip for the waiters to share later.
Hopefully, they will share.
Even though I gave them a head start, my targets are still within my line of sight.
I was taught how hunt by the best.
I followed them into a movie theater, and I rolled my eyes at the movie that they are intending to watch.
A romance/action movie, really?!
I am sci-fi fan myself, but this is there last day on this plane of existence, so whatever.
They took their seat and I took mine, three rows behind them.
Instead of focusing on the movie, I focused my attention to the couple in front of me.
I mentally listed down my observation of the two.
To begin with, those two seems to have no knowledge in combat, which is bizarre in itself.
The very idea of the Yotsuba marrying one of their daughters to a man that does not have an ounce of combat ability is baffling to me.
His genes must have really been that potent for him to be considered.
They are both magicians but, to my knowledge, they are not that skilled. They have CADs with them but it appears that those devices were merely for show.
I felt a bit of disdain. CADs should be use as they are intended to be used, to assist in casting magic and not just mere accessory!
Both of them are not mindful of their surroundings. In fact, their attention was split between each other and the movie that was showing in the big screen.
They are too busy touching and kissing, and all around flirting with each other to noticed the discomfort that they are causing those around them.
They are touching each other to the point of voyeurism.
I shook my head at how they are acting. Those two are acting like teenagers allowing there hormones to take control of their senses.
Not even my Primary and Miyuki-san act that indecent in public. In close doors, they are worse, but that is in close doors, where no one will be able to see them or inconvenience.
Those two are very much in love with each other. If my calculation is correct, those two have been together for over two decades now and it seems that they are still very much into each other.
In a different time, in a different world, they would be married, with children, living a quiet and successful life in both their career and family.
The world that is there, our, reality is cruel, unfortunately for them.
I allowed myself to turn a portion of my attention to the movie to waste some time, and I rolled my eyes in utter disinterest.
For starters, that is not how you hold a gun.
Combat does not work like that.
Blood normally flows out the human body quicker than what the movie is portraying.
And a man and woman does not fall in love that quickly.
…I don't know what is worse, the movie that I am watching or the fact that I am so disillusioned in regards to combat and violence to the point that I can nitpick, with accuracy, all the unrealistic aspects of action movies.
I remember, in my childhood, that I used to find some enjoyment in mindless movies like this, but I guess experience changes all.
Experience changes people.
After an hour and 45 minutes, the movie ended. The two people that I am stalking left after a quick exchange of words.
Again, I gave them a three minutes head start, and again, they still did not escape my line of sight even with the head start.
The two shopped for a while for some clothes, jewelry, accessories, gadgets, and groceries for a few hours before they went to the shopping mall's parking lot. They deposited all that they bought in the compartment area of their vehicle before boarding themselves. They drove out of the mall, not once noticing my presence.
In this situation, I gave them ten minutes head start before casting Self-acceleration magic upon myself as well as using the Concealment spell that Yakumo-sensei taught me, [Ghost Walker].
I made a move towards the general direction they drove to. I know where the dwelling of those two are. Left, turn right here, another left here, and the vehicle that they were riding on was within sight.
This time though, I did not lag behind. I did not follow. I went ahead.
I know where they live and in a few minutes, I was in front of their condominium.
From the speed that they are driving, it would take ten minutes for them to arrive. More than enough time to set my trap.
I took a ring hidden in my pocket. This ring was given to me by my Primary, not out of affection but of necessity.
Putting the ring in my ring finger, I poured some of my Psion into the ring. Silver flames erupted for a moment before a female figure donning silver robes emerged from the ring.
This figure was a woman with long, gray hair. Skin as white and pale as snow, and dark, lifeless onyx eyes. The figure's lips were thin and red.
What I have summoned is a spiritual body above a [Ghost]. One can say that this figure is the evolution of a [Ghost].
What I summoned in a [Spectral].
I shivered slight at the sudden lowering of the temperature.
[Ghost] and [Spectral] have the same abilities, but [Spectrals] are more powerful and flexible, with abilities much more improved when compare to their [Ghosts] counterparts.
"Open it." I ordered the [Spectral].
[Ghost] maybe be able to interact with the physical world, but only to a limited degree. [Ghost] can grab objects, lift objects, and if necessary, snap necks and tore limbs.
[Spectrals] are more flexible than that.
For example, [Ghost] has an irregular effect on electronic and digital devices but [Spectrals] can outright manipulate those kinds of devices.
The [Spectral] that I summoned raised one of its slender hand before making a stab onto the electronic lock. The hand phased through electronic lock and a distinct sound electricity going through cables rang into my ear before the door opened.
I nodded in satisfaction. "Alter the surveillance video. I am never here." [Ghost Walker], my variation, can still be notice by cameras design to detect Psion and Psion detectors, something that this condominium have in spades.
I cannot risk being detected for a multitude of reasons.
The [Spectral] vanished and the temperature in my immediate surrounding area returned to normal.
Entering the condominium, I took in the sight and all possible exits and entrances before deciding to head to their bedroom.
I am giving them as much time to live as possible.
Their bedding chamber was also locked, but it was not through an electronically lock. I can easily open this with my own power.
Thank you Yakumo-sensei!
Crouching down, I removed a pin from my hair and started toying with the locking mechanism of the door.
Twenty seconds later, a click reached my ears and the door was unlocked.
I was able to enter the room without any more hindrances.
Their bedroom was huge, with a king size bed in the center corner of the room.
Grabbing my Kumoito, I allowed the blade to fly and the strings to weaved my trapped into the room. With the trap firmly in place, I walked into one of the walked-in closets in the room.
I made myself comfortable.
I harden my heart.
I waited for the inevitable.
I hunkered down and waited for them to enter their bedroom.
I prayed that they would take their time to enter the bedding chambers. Once they do, I would have to end them.
I felt a certain vibrations through the strings of my Kumoito and the sight of the loving couple entering their dwelling filled my mind.
They are here.
And they are currently trying suffocate each other with their tongues and their hands were very busy trying to remove each other's clothing.
I have enough of this with my Primary and Miyuki-san!
Regardless, it would be a good send off for the both of them. I did my best to ignore the vibration that rip through my Kumoito that indicated that they were going up in a wild and passionate manner.
I heard a loud bang as the door was flung open; a tangle of two bodies fell to the ground. The impact of the fall did not deter them as they continue to make out. They are completely submerge in their passion and lust for each other.
The two were already in a state of undress, with the woman already having her panties ripped out and the man already having his member out from his pants.
They did not even wait to get into their bed to fuck each other!
I should kill them right now, but I allowed them this one act, to share their love for each one more time before I figuratively and literally pull the trigger.
On the floor of their bedroom, they made love.
I closed my eyes and blocked out the moans and the grunts coming from the two as they mate. I tuned out the sound of flesh slapping flesh and moans of the lovers promising forever towards each other.
Forever does not exist for the weak.
How can they have forever if they are weak and fragile, unable to get their 'forever' and to maintain that 'forever'.
When the two reached their climax, I allowed them a moment, just a moment, to enjoy the afterglow of their coupling before I pulled.
I felt two bodies being pulled up the ground.
The sighed of satisfaction that I heard was replaced with muffled groans of pain and horror.
Silent screams rang into my ears.
I ignore it all.
The only thought that prevailed in my mind is that better me than my Primary.
My Primary would have killed him in a much more gruesome fashion.
What I did was a mercy.
I am mercy.
No need to feel guilty.
No need to lose sleep over this.
He and his mistress deserve this.
They deserve death.
(Scene Change)
When the act was finish, Suzune left her hiding place and went to the lone bed of the room.
Suzune sat on the edge of the king size bed, eyes not betraying any emotions.
"You and I are very similar." Suzune spoked apathetically while gazing upon one of the stilled body hovering several feet from the ground.
From the two dead bodies in the room, Suzune's eyes were only fixed on the male.
"You and I are similar in a way that we were involved with a family that has too much power within their fingertips and is very willing to do away with people that they do not practically like." Suzune stated, eyes unmoving from the man that she had hanged just minutes ago. "They are very much willing to do away with people that they deem are insults to their existence. They are very willing to kill those who would insult them, and that was the sin you have committed. You insulted the family."
"Life is very unfair, don't you agree, Tatsurou-san." Suzune knew that conversing with a dead body is not normal, but if one kills long enough and accumulated a number of victims under their belt, they tend to do abnormal acts in order to cling to whatever sanity they have left.
Suzune is an example of such a person.
Whenever she kills alone and in the absence of her Primary's cold indifference and comfort, Suzune could not help herself but speak with the body of her victim in order to appease her mind.
In this case, Shiba Tatsurou, the father of her Primary's lover, was the unmoving body that she was speaking with.
"I have read your profile, Tatsurou-san. What happened to you is very tragic." Suzune stated with pity in her voice. "The highest recorded Psion count ever recorded, but with mediocre magic talent and skill, your life was utterly miserable considering that, at the time, Psion count is being dismissed as a measure of a magician's worth."
"You then found a woman that you loved…" Suzune then gazed at the woman that was hovering beside the corpse of Tatsurou, Furuha Sayuri. She was also dead by strangulation. Suzune spared Sayuri a momentarily gaze before shifting her attention back to Tatsurou. "…only for you and her to be separated forcefully due to the Yotsuba wanting your genes."
"Your life was numbered the moment that the Yotsuba had laid their eyes on you." Suzune could understand that kind of sentiment. She was also living with the same circumstances over his head.
"But between you and me, your death right now still falls on your feet." Suzune knew she was rationalizing the hit his primary put on the head of Tatsurou, but it was for the sake of her sanity if nothing else. "You had a daughter with Shiba-dono. A wonderful and beautiful daughter. You should have gone out of your way to form and have a close bond and a good relationship with her. You should have tried and loved Miyuki-san as a daughter instead of avoiding her."
"You should have been the first male that has had a positive effect on Miyuki-san, but you failed and allowed your own daughter to develop hate and anger towards your person." Suzune allowed herself a moment for recollection. "You allowed my Primary to be the first male to positively influence Miyuki-san."
Suzune sighed as she remembered how all of this unfolded. "My Primary never liked you for a slew of reasons. He sees you as incompetent, unworthy to be the husband of Shiba-dono, and the father of his Princess. Discovering that Shiba-dono is his aunt was the final nail in your coffin. In his mind, the fact that you would bed another woman after bedding Shiba-dono is an insult that he cannot ignore. According to him, you are not allowed to live after tasting a woman as beautiful as Shiba-dono and then lowering yourself and bedding a woman that is not even as beautiful as Shiba-dono. His words were that you settled for trash instead of embracing the diamond that was given to you."
"You were sentence to die because you had a mistress that is not even half the woman that Shiba-dono is." Suzune rolled her eyes at that kind of reasoning, the reasoning of her Primary but she did not speak against it. "My Primary loves his mother. She is the second Goddess in his heart. The fact that you cheated on Shiba-dono, who is the mirror image of Yotsuba-dono, was viewed by my Primary as an insult to his mother. You were dead the moment my Primary decided that you bedding another woman, that is not Shiba-dono, is a direct and grievous insult to his mother, and those that insults Yotsuba-dono does not live long or at all."
"But what really brought down the guillotine down to your neck is the fact that Miyuki-san gave her permission to do away with you." Suzune could still remember her Primary asking permission from Miyuki if he was allowed to kill her father.
"Just make it quick, Tatsuya-kun."
Miyuki gave her permission readily; not batting an eyelash as she knowingly gave her lover and future husband the go ahead to kill her father, a loose end in the perspective of the Yotsuba.
"How Yotsuba of her, cutting loose ends that has a high rate of risk." It was sad but Suzune had approached this scene as any magician employed by the Yotsuba would. Tatsurou is a loose end, whose usefulness had seizes the moment Miyuki was conceive. The unwillingness of Shiba Miya to have another child with him is another factor of him having a hit on his head.
"Between you and I, you would still be alive if Miyuki-san showed a hint to my Primary that she wanted you to remain among the living. Unfortunately for you, Miyuki-san did not hesitate to throw you to the jaws of the Dragon." Miyuki's willingness to have her father killed was enough for Suzune to consider Miyuki a bonafide Yotsuba.
Family above all else, and those that are not family is to be thrown out once their usefulness had seize.
Family mantra.
And Tatsurou is not family.
It was how Yotsuba Maya operates, and it seems that Miyuki would operate in a similar mindset once she takes the throne.
"If it means anything, you were lucky that I was able to talk my Primary into giving me the task of killing you. My Primary might be an efficient killer who prefers quick and painless kills, but he was very willing to be imaginative and creative in having you and your mistress killed, and no one deserves that." Suzune rose from the bed, recalling the thin wire that she used to hanged the two lovers. Two corpses fell to the ground with a thud as Suzune walked passed them.
"Travel to the afterlife in peace, knowing that the hand that ended your life was not from the one who really wanted you to suffer."
"Human sentiments are truly adorable." Suzune froze at that booming and masculine voice.
Turning around, Suzune had to suppress a groan and a curse at the sight of an [Astral Beast] hovering above the two corpses.
"Fire Astral Beast." Suzune whispered at the sight of a human size fox hovering above the corpses.
The fox had orange-red fur that seems to be lit in flames with nine tails flailing on its back. The tails of the fox had blood-reddish tips. There was also a wipe, scroll-like wrapping around the body of the Beast, with silver colored engravings throughout the surface of the wrappings. The beast claws were elongated and it appears that the beast had an apposable thump. The head of the fox was covered with a helm yet its' sharp fangs were still shown, as well as its eyes and forehead. The overall body of the [Astral Beast] was sleek and slender.
Like all [Astral Beast], it had the eyes of its creator.
"Do not refer to me as such." The deep masculine voice snarled at Suzune. "The Mistress of the Master had given me the name Kurama. Refer to me as such." The fire astral beast demanded rather fiercely.
Suzune raised a brow. She was not aware that Miyuki was naming her fiancé's [Astral Beats].
And apparently, the [Fire Astral Beast], looked very smug after being given a name.
Suzune did not voice anything though. Among the Astral Beast that she had the opportunity to see, Fire and Darkness resented her the most.
"Why are you here?" Suzune inquired the beast.
"Clean up." Kurama grinned maliciously. "Master told me that you are not keen in clean kills." Kurama gazed at the corpses at his feet. "As usual, Master is correct. You left disgusting trash on the ground." Another eye revealed itself on the forehead of Kurama. As Kurama's third eye gazed upon the bodies, the corpses ignited in intense and burning flames.
"When Master says no evidence, he means no evidence. No bodies, just ashes." Kurama's grin became even more sadistic as Suzune did her best not to inhale the stench of the burning bodies.
As a form of magic, Suzune was amazed with [Astral Beast].
The consciousness that they develop at their conception, Suzune was not fond of them whatsoever.
(Suzune POV)
I have been living with the Shiba Family for three days now and I would admit that it is taking me time to get accustomed to my new environment.
This is strange because I have grown accustomed to the presence of both my Primary and Yotsuba-dono, but getting use to Shiba-dono and her family, in this new setting, is difficult.
The fact that My Primary was temporarily out of the country due to a mission that Yotsuba-dono gave him just this afternoon does not help my assimilation to this new setting.
Strangely enough, I would rather be at the service of Yotsuba-dono in the next few days than with the Shiba Family now that my Primary is absent and cannot act as a filter between the Shiba Family and I.
It was rather concerning how the dynamic between me and this family change after my Primary's connection to them was unveiled, but I just need to soldier on.
After all, it could have been worse.
Shiba-dono still considers me an apprentice and she still treats me as such, and Honami-san still treats me well. In addition, aside from early mornings when I am preparing coffee for my Primary, Miyuki is still civil and friendly with me.
Minami-san, on the other hand, is a different case entirely.
Like Honami-san hinted, Minami-san seems to dislike me due to my status as Tatsuya-san's Guardian and due to me getting that position without going through the same training that she went through.
How troublesome, but I will deal with that issue if it becomes a problem.
Shaking my head, I stared at the Shiba residence before making my way to the front door.
I need a quick shower, a meal, and a good night rest for tomorrows activites.
Fortunately, I have a key to the house now, so no need to knock.
Unfortunately, before I could use the key, the door was opened for me, and another [Astral Beast] greeted me.
This one, the Ice Variety.
"My brother still burning property." The voice of the beast was feminine, something that was both welcome and comforting.
"Yes." I answered with a nod.
"Wasteful idiot." The beast uttered before motioning for me to get in.
The [Astral Beast] before me is fashioned to that of a wolf. The wolf was human size, and its fur was bright artic blue. The fur of the beast appeared to be glistening in the light due to some small ice shards scattered all over its body. Silver chains were wrapped around its body and all of its legs had bright silver shackles studded with white diamonds. Its eyes were the same shade as my Primary.
"I will be getting back to the Mistress now." The Astral Beast informed with a friendly voice. "I would suggest you make yourself decent."
I was relieved that I am speaking with an Astral Beast that was mostly civil with me.
"I will do just that…" I paused for a second, not knowing how to address the Beast.
The [Astral Beast], sensing my confusion and unasked question, spoke. "The Mistress bestowed upon me the name Yukina."
I nodded my head. "Thank you, Yukina-san, and goodnight."
"Master bestowed upon me the task and honor of looking after the Mistress in his absence. I would certainly have a goodnight overlooking the Mistress' security." There was utter joy in Yukina's voice. Those [Astral Beasts] are truly made from Tatsuya-san's consciousness. Only he would derive pleasure from securing the safety of his beloved. Yukina then spared me a glance. "The other girl, the younger one, it is unfortunate that she is so weak and incompetent. My poor Master could not leave for his mission without guaranteeing the safety of his beloved."
I winced visibly, pitying Minami-san. She was born and bred to be a Guardian. The fact that she was assigned to be the Guardian of the next head is a source of pride and honor for her.
But apparently, her position is in jeopardy due to my Primary not seeing her as competent enough to act as Miyuki-san's Guardian. That must have caused her some distress.
In my opinion, Minami-san only lacks experience. She has the talent and the skill, not to mention the training, to be a great Guardian. Her training is much more complete when compare to mine. Regardless, experience is what truly makes or breaks magicians in this line of work. Experience is something that Minami-san lacks and she was crucified by my Primary for it.
I need to speak with my Primary in laying off poor Minami-san.
I watch Yukina ascend the stairs before I went to the bathroom for a shower.
Shower, dinner, and rest first, and if Minami-san won't glare a hole through my forehead, I would offer her some advised in surviving my Primary.
Contrary to what Minami-san is feeling, my Primary doesn't dislike her.
He just doesn't trust her in safeguarding the life of his Princess.
I don't even think he trust me with that task either if those Astral Beast are any indication.
(Suzune POV)
One thing that I relished in being a Guardian is that I was able to learn how to cook like a professional chef.
Before entering the Yotsuba, I can fix a good meal here and there, but with Hayama-dono's harsh training, I can whip up a five-star course meal if given the time and ingredients.
Yes, if nothing else, my culinary skills is a nice consolation for this life that I am living.
If only my Primary can appreciate my cooking…
Oh well…
That being said, after consuming the meal that I made, I took a shower. I took longer than necessary but it was just so relaxing standing beneath the hot spray of warm water. I don't know about most Guardians but my Primary allows me many luxuries. Of course, I only indulge in a few.
I don't know if it's just me or if it is everyone, but Hayama-dono is quite strict when it comes to the discipline of Guardians.
Especially mine but that is understandable.
I am the Guardian of Toushu-sama's son, the strongest magician of the Yotsuba Clan.
After my shower, I wore my pajamas and I went straight to my room.
I will have to rise early for my morning training with Yakumo-sensei and then after that, I will have to assist in preparing breakfast for both Shiba-dono and Miyuki-san.
And then after that, I need to swing by Kanto Headquarters.
That would be fun…
I am being sarcastic.
Regardless, I need some sleep.
I am used to operating under three hours of sleep, but sneaking in a few minutes of rest is always welcome.
Heading to the room that was assigned for my used, I've noticed that I was walking passed Shiba-dono's bedroom.
I've noticed earlier this week that my room is just a corridor away from Shiba-dono's and three corridors away from my Primary's. Normally, in both the main estate and in our old residence, my room was located just beside my Primary's bedroom for security purposes. This new arrangement does not allow me to guard my Primary optimally, but my Primary allowed it as he feels that Shiba-dono is the one who needs more security.
In my opinion, he just wanted to sneak into Miyuki-san's room without any hindrance from me.
I glanced at Shiba-dono's bedroom and I immediately wondered what her reaction would be once I informed her that I have killed her husband.
I have feeling that her reaction would be a cold one.
Arrange marriages are an outdated and heartless system after all.
I took five steps from Shiba-dono's room when her voice suddenly echoed into my ears.
"Ichihana-san, a moment please." I paused for a moment as Shiba-dono requested (ordered) for my presence.
It seems that I don't have to wait.
Taking a deep breath I turned around walked towards the door of Shiba-dono's bedroom. Putting a hand on the doorknob, I spoke before I even think of opening the door.
"Ichihana Suzune, requesting for entrance." This is a coded word from me asking Shiba-dono if she was decent.
I have seen Yotsuba-dono completely naked and that was the only time in my life that I questioned my sexuality.
I do not want to walked in to a completely naked Shiba-dono. Although their respective figure is different, Yotsuba-dono and Shiba-dono are twins, so it is safe to assume that a completely naked Shiba-dono would have the same effect on me.
I am not a dyke.
"Granted." Shiba-dono gave me the go ahead.
A turned the doorknob and opened the door.
What I saw inside the room immediately made me regret my actions.
Shiba-dono was the only one in the room, but what she was wearing made me froze on the spot.
Shiba-dono sat on an oak rocking chair, her entire being illuminated by the moonlight as she read a hardbound book.
Her beauty just multiplied by 10 with the light of moonlight shinning upon her.
She wasn't naked, but with her attire, she is as good as one.
Shiba-dono was wearing a lavender, lace nightgown made out of silk, black garter belt, and white leggings. The nightgown was only up to her waist and it did not cover anything below the waist. The nightgown had thicker knitting on the chest area but it was barely enough to cover Shiba-dono's assets. In facts, the clothing was transparent enough for me to know that she wasn't wearing a bra and if the moonlight shined bright enough, I could probably see her twin mounds, something that should be avoided at all cost. The white stocking accentuated Shiba-dono's long legs and it was at this moment that I noticed that she was somewhat taller than Yotsuba-dono and she had long, creamy-white, pale legs that literally glistened with the moonlight. I don't know if that was due to the leggings that she was wearing or it was natural, I don't know with regards to this Yotsuba women that seems to defy logic when it comes to female beauty. To top it all out, Shiba-dono wore black, lace panties. Those panties hugged her lower regions well but the knitting of the undergarment shows parts of her lower regions that only a lover should see in a special night…
I stared at Shiba-dono and I don't need self-awareness to know that my eyes were wondering to areas of Shiba-dono's body that I should not be looking at, regardless of my gender, of my sexuality, of me having someone in my heart. I could not help but greedily drink in the sight before me, admiration and lust clear in my eyes, blood flowing up my head.
Oh my, Shiba-dono does not have a hint of hair in that area…
I didn't care that Shiba-dono was in front of me, I slapped myself very hard to remove those thoughts from my mind. Gazing at Shiba-dono would be the death of me, and I value my life, thank you very much!
I don't know how long I was staring at Shiba-dono but it took sometime before I found the will to turn my eyes elsewhere.
My God, Yotsuba women will be the death of me.
"Y-Y-You called, Shiba-dono." My voice was shaky and I feel warm in places that I should not feel warm and my head feels like a pressure cooker.
"Have you lost respect for me, Ichihana-san?" There was a certain edge in Shiba-dono's voice that just screamed death to me.
"I-I o-o-only have r-r-r-respect for you, Sh-Shi-Shiba-dono." I answered immediately.
"Then look at me when you are speaking to me. It is impolite to not look at the person that you are conversing with." Shiba-dono scolded me, although it did not have the normal kick it normally had.
"With all due respect, Shiba-dono, current circumstances dictates…" I was interrupted by Shiba-dono before I could finish.
"We are both females, Ichihana-san. You have the same privates and parts that I have, and I am very covered."
Pardon me, but unlike you and the rest of the women of your clan, I am not sculpted by God. And that is not covered! That is not even decent!
You are dress for sin.
"Ichihana-san, be professional…" She is using the voice that Yotsuba-dono used whenever she wanted no arguments for an issue, and disobedience would mean torture.
For the sake of self-preservation, I turn my attention back to Shiba-dono as I have no desire to see how well Shiba-dono would do in combat.
Oh my, those legs looked very delicious…
I blushed darkly at those thoughts.
Get your head out of the gutter, Suzune…Think of Tatsuya-sama…Think of Tatsuya-sama…Think of Tatsuya-sama marching through an army, disintegrating everything in sight, eyes laser focus, power dancing around his body, muscles firm and lean…Yotsuba-dono, Shiba-dono, and Miyuki-san kneeling before my Primary, worshiping him while he fondles my body roughly like a beast…
THAT MADE IT WORST!
Head out of gutter, Suzune!
Head out of gutter, Suzune!
"Seriously, Ichihana-san…" Even without looking at Shiba-dono's eyes, I am too busy staring (admiring) at Shiba-dono's legs (shoot me, fucker), I could sense her rolling her eyes. "You have served my sister personally. Knowing my sister, you must have seen her in in a much raunchier and provocative attire than the one I am wearing right now."
At those words, my mind wondered to the imagery that I have long thought buried and locked to the deepest, darkest parts of my mind.
I did my best not to remember Yotsuba-dono in that damn thong!
"It is difficult to stare at Yotsuba-dono with Tatsuya-sama in the corner." If I stare at his beloved mother with eyes that are not professional, he would gauge my eyes out before shoving it down my throat, and that was courtesy mercy that he would give me.
"Pity, my little sister is quite pleasing to the eyes, especially those breasts of hers." The image of Yotsuba-dono wearing those bikini tops that were too small and skimpy for her invaded my mind. "I wonder how they would feel in my hands." The mere thought of the siblings being in that situation almost gave me cardiac arrest.
And once again, I slapped myself back to my senses.
There are two Astral Beast made from my Primary's consciousness and personality lingering nearby, and those two would kill me with the thoughts dancing in my head.
"Did you kill him?"
I was never fond of discussing death but with my current situation, I would prefer to talk about murder.
I stared at Shiba-dono's eyes, it is the least I can do after I killed her husband. "It was painless, for both of them." I told her calmly and tonelessly.
Shiba-dono merely nodded, not even showing any emotions. "Good. At least you showed him a good courtesy for his contributions to the family." Her voice wasn't cold nor was it toneless. Shiba-dono's voice was casual, as if I didn't inform her that her husband was killed or as if she was looking at the murderer of her husband.
"Tatsurou-san would have died, eventually, one way or the other. Having Tatsuya-kun nearby and having his displeasure aimed at him merely expedited his death." That was cruel. "He wasn't skilled a magician, his engineering skill is inferior compare to mine and Tatsuya-kun, and his only saving grace that prevented him to be a waste of flesh and blood is his genes and Psion count…" Should I start worrying about my Primary? I never expected that Shiba-dono to be a black widow.
"…he is also, if nothing else, adequate in bed. Gave me quite a workout when we were conceiving Miyuki-san…"
And again, head out of gutter, Ichihana. Don't imagine those gorgeous legs wrapped around a male's waist!
My cheeks were bright red again as I did my best to remove those perverted images from my mind.
"Was there any evidence that would tie you to the scene of the crime?"
Thank you, professionalism, and Shiba-dono's abundancy of it.
"None, and Kurama is burning the crime scene as we speak." I assured Shiba-dono.
"The Celestial Body of Fire that Tatsuya-kun summoned to protect us in his absence was with you?" Shiba-dono asked in curious amusement.
"[Astral Beasts] have minds and personalities of theirs own. They are loyal to Tatsuya-sama and, to an extent, Yotsuba-dono and Miyuki-san, but they would act independently as long as the parameters of Tatsuya-sama's orders are achieved." Those [Astral Beasts] makes for great tactical destroyers. "It appears that Tatsuya-sama wanted no trace of Tatsurou-san and his mistress in this world."
Shiba-dono nodded calmly. "It is for the best. The family won't have to waste any resources for a funeral."
That is cruel, but it is an indication that Shiba-dono did not feel anything at all towards Tatsurou-san. Not love nor hatred, and not even indifference, Shiba-dono felt nothing towards the man that she married and the father of her child.
I pray that the relationship between my Primary and Miyuki-san would not end in such tragedy.
"Your service this evening is well appreciated." Shiba-dono complimented me, tone friendly and light.
I blushed a bit at that compliment. It was rare for Shiba-dono to give compliments due to her high standards, so I was grateful for the compliment, even if the compliment stemmed from me offing her husband. I bowed my head in thanks. "Your compliment warms my…" The words that was about to leave my lips were then lost in translation as Shiba-dono spoke once again.
"Great service must be given a reward of great value, a reward that you would receive immediately."
I was stunned at that announcement causing me to look up.
I regretted it immediately as I watched Shiba-dono rose from her seat.
My heart started beating rapidly as I marveled at the full radiance of Shiba-dono, the full allure of her divine beauty and outfit finally striking me like a thunderbolt.
The gown complimented her body very well, emphasizing and accentuating her womanly curves.
Again, her legs looked very delectable and her breast, though not as big as Yotsuba-dono, have great shape. Her legs or her breast, I could not decide which part was more appealing and which should I stare at.
Wait a minute! I should not be staring at Shiba-dono in the first place. She is the mistress of the house, and future mother-in-law of my Primary! My CAD Engineering Instructor and my superior!
"I am grateful that you have rid that man from my life." Shiba-dono started to walk towards me, hips swaying, SWAYING, in such a hypnotic fashion as she slowly strutted towards me. Resist as I may, I could not help but stare at her hips as they sway seductively at me. "And though Tatsuya-kun would have rid of him eventually, the death that he would have bestowed upon him is something that I would not wish upon on anyone, even to that insect."
True, My Primary was planning a rather gruesome…Oh my, is that a tattoo of a four-leaf clover just below Shiba-dono's navel.
That is so hot…
I shook my head as I did my best to try to look at something, at anything aside from Shiba-dono, who's seductive swaying hips, nicely shape breast, and luscious lips is slowing make me question my sexuality…
Suffice to say, nothing in this room has the capacity to divert my attention from her sinful and otherworldly beauty.
Okay, let me fill my head with gruesome imagery. I have a lot of those from working with my Primary for some time now.
Blood… Gore… Human Dissection… I wonder if those legs taste as good as they look… Demons… Witches… Mutilation… Homicide… Miyuki-san is so lucky to have had the opportunity to suck on those perky breasts… Annihilation… Obliteration… Genocide… Demolition… I wonder what those legs would feel like wrapped around any part of my body…
I don't need a mirror to know that my face is bright red like a tomato as all the blood in my body had probably flooded my head.
I am straight, DAMNIT!
I HAVE A PICTURE OF MY PRIMARY JUST UNDER MY DAMN PILLOW.
I AM NOT OGLING THIS WOMAN'S… Is… Is Shiba-dono's nipples erect?
I once again attempted to slap some senses back into me when something caught my hand from hitting my cheeks for the third time tonight. I looked up at the shadow above me and I came face-to-face with the most dangerous woman for me this evening.
If it's possible for me to turn to an even darker shade of red, I just did as Shiba-dono's vermillion eyes bore through my very soul, and I swore, I think I forgot to breath.
Shiba-dono cupped my chin and effortlessly forced me to stand at my full height. Shiba-dono still towered over me by a head and a shoulder.
My body shivered as I felt Shiba-dono's hand caressing my cheek and her other hand going down my body, her fingers caressing my sides. I shuddered rather violently as I felt an arm wrapped around my waist.
Shiba-dono leaned downward towards me and my breathing became ragged as I felt her breath pricking my throat. "It is to my understanding that my little sister had kissed you twice, once in putting that mental lock on your head and the second to remove it. Am I correct?" There was a certain coyness in Shiba-dono's voice that heated up my body in ways that a fellow female should not be able to.
I merely nodded, body heating up even more as I remember those two lip locks that Yotsuba-dono and I shared. I swore to whatever God is in heaven, Yotsuba-dono tried to kill me during those kisses. She literally almost sucked my breath and soul right out of my body.
Strangely enough, I wouldn't have minded dying in such a fashion.
"Tell me," Shiba-dono leaned forward until our lips were mere inches apart. "…who is the better kisser between my sister and I?" Without any more words, Shiba-dono engaged me in a kiss that figuratively, and almost literally, stop my heart from beating.
My eyes widen and my body froze as I felt Shiba-dono's tongue invading my mouth.
A muffled moan escaped from my lips as I tried to push Shiba-dono off of me.
I should have been able to easily removed Shiba-dono off my person. I'm skilled enough in the arts of grappling and Yotsuba-dono did say that Shiba-dono was not trained in physical combat, but for some reason, my attempts to break this kiss was mediocre, pathetic, and halfhearted as if I don't want this sinful act to break.
Seeing that I could not push Shiba-dono off me, I tried my best not to show any enjoyment in this act, in hopes that it would discourage her.
Again, this also failed as my body betrayed me. Muffled moans were continuously escaping my lips and I just stood there as Shiba-dono continues to assert her will upon me.
My body tensed as I felt one of Shiba-dono's legs hooking one of mine and another of her legs wrapping around my waist. She then wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss, and plunging me to a world of delight and pleasure that I never thought existed.
I screamed in panic and pleasure, mostly pleasure, as Shiba-dono skillfully bend her body backwards, forcing my body to lean on hers, our bodies becoming press rather tightly on one another, all the while guiding me down to the floor.
This act merely made the experience and sensation of this kiss to escalate to a level that made me dizzy and lightheaded.
Shiba-dono broke the kiss, licking her lips before giving me a seductive smirk.
I was breathing rather ragged so it took me a moment to realize the position that Shiba-dono forced me into.
I was on top of Shiba-dono. My right leg was lock into place by Shiba-dono's left leg, effectively removing any chance from me to escape from this pleasurable hell, while her right leg was wrapped around my waist, forcing my body to press down upon hers. What made this position even worse was the fact that Shiba-dono's upper body was bent into an arc, which gave me a full and unfiltered view of her breasts, while making them appear to be bigger and perkier.
The coup de grace was the look of utter submission that Shiba-done gave me, as if inviting me to indulge upon her delectable body.
"You reward is here. Indulge for as long as you want." Shiba-dono whispered in a husky and heavy tone, her voice ever inviting.
I felt a warm liquid dripped down my nose as I lost consciousness, my head falling onto something soft.
The dream that I have involve the four pillars of the Yotsuba, a distinct lack of clothing, my body bent over the floor, and a cycle of molestation that is illegal but sinfully pleasant.
I should stop borrowing novels from Honami-san.
(Miya POV)
As Suzune-san lay on top of me, unconscious, with some blood running out of her nose, I could not help but laugh.
I laughed like my little sister in one of her bouts of insanity.
This brought me back to the days of my high school.
I still got it.
I still can get any girl that I want.
"OKU-SAMA!" My Guardian screamed as she bolted out from one of my walk in closets.
My Honami wore a dress shirt and a pair of panties that would be removed from her body in the next five minutes.
Teasing Suzune-san got me in the mood.
I watched amusedly as Honami-san removed Suzune-san off me before cradling her head into her arms. She was checking on her condition while I rose to my feet. I telekinetically called for my CAD to my hand. Securing it to my wrist, I invoke a spell and Suzune-san glowed lightly.
With that, she won't recall the last ten minutes.
Although, it would be interesting on how she would look at me for the next few days.
"Oku-sama, that was not necessary!" Honami-san scolded me, her voice above an octave in volume while her cheeks were red.
My Guardian is also in the mood. Good, very good.
"When you are seducing a person, it is better to put the idea in their heads when they are mentally and emotionally vulnerable." I lectured my Guardian as I walked towards my bed. "The opportunity was just too much for me to resist."
"But to this extent! Oku-sama…"
"Honami…" I called out her name with emphasis, causing her to flinch; the expression on her face immediately became docile.
That is a good lover.
That is a good pet.
"I just had fun in Suzune-san's expense. No harm done." I gazed at the 15 year old girl in the arms of my Guardian. "If I wanted to, I could have had her eating me out in five minutes. The fact that she is still clothe and still very much interested in Tatsuya-kun should be enough for you." My eyes narrowed a bit at my Guardian, causing said Guardian to tremble.
I licked my lips. I will have a lot of fun with her tonight.
"You still haven't had that conversation with Suzune-san." I pointed out.
Honami looked at the ground shamefully.
I smirked a bit as I admire the despondent expression on her face. That brings back memories.
Memories when I made dear Honami mine.
And I will make her mine tonight once again, over and over and over again.
I took the ring that Tatsuya-kun gave me. Feeding it some Psion, a flash of silver flooded the room and a figure wearing a medieval armor emerged from the ring.
Tatsuya-kun was kind enough to make me a portable [Golem].
I waited for the [Golem] to collect Suzune-san and with a mental order; the Golem exited the room, with the intent of depositing Suzune-san to her room.
The idea had already been planted into her head. If her affection for Tatsuya-kun has not been deterred in the next couple of years, I will not be held responsible on what I would do to her and what she would turn into.
But that is for the future.
For now, I have a lover that will warm my bed for tonight and pleasure my body for hours.
A lover that will warm my bed and body for the foreseeable nights to come.
As the [Golem] vacate the room, it locked the door, effectively leaving me alone with my dear Guardian.
"Honami…" I called out with a voice that I knew Honami liked.
Honami looked at me, eyes submissive, yet filled with devotion and love. All directed towards me.
If she were a male, I would have her as my new husband. But she is a girl, and thus, she is only my lover.
That would suffice for now…
I daintily open my legs before her, exposing myself to the one girl that I have deem to be my partner.
"My husband had been killed. Be a dear and comfort me."
Be a dear and celebrate with me.
I watched with barely contained excitement as Honami looked every bit as arouse and lustful as I am. She crawled every so quickly between my legs.
I threw my head backwards as her lips made contact with my cunt.
My hands roughly pushing her deeper into my core as a low moan escape my lips as my dear Guardian work on 'comforting' me for my 'lost'.
I'll make this night one to remember.
I sighed and closed my eyes as my dear Honami pleasure me like the good lover and pet that she is.
(Scene Change)
Tatsuya is the type of operative that prefers to work alone.
When he works alone, everything is resolve in a quicker and more efficient pace.
And even if there is a situation when he needed assistance, a quick spiritual construct normally resolves everything.
If Tatsuya can avoid it, he would go alone in missions and would avoid human contact.
People that do not follow his line of thinking are burdens in operations. He dislikes that emotions tend to blind others in doing what is necessary, a weakness that he does not have.
Suzune was a necessary accessory to placate his mother.
Furthermore, Suzune was bright enough not to get in his way, and would just obey every single order given to her to the letter. Suzune even had the decency to swallow her morals and opinion just to obey an order.
Tatsuya had tolerated Suzune's presence by his side.
Suzune can be tolerable.
Tolerating somebody else's was another case entirely.
In his own personal private jet, there was another accompanying him.
"Aren't you excited, Tatsuya-san?" Seating beside Tatsuya as he flew the jet, Ayanami smiled at her nephew as they flew together to Russia to extract payback for what happened in Okinawa. "You, me, nephew, and aunt, killing Russians, having quality bonding time while reaping lives for the honor of the family!" Ayanami's smile was wide and her tone light for someone speaking of murder.
Tatsuya just stared at his aunt, not knowing how to deal with her.
Tatsuya knows that the woman in front of her was skilled and powerful, with a considerable amount of combat experience. In comparison, his aunt, Kuroba Ayanami, is an upgrade from Suzune.
Tatsuya would still rather have Suzune than Ayanami with him in this mission.
It took a minute for Tatsuya to reply. "Is your body holding up?" Tatsuya, although a prodigy in magic and combat, is socially inept. He can interact with the Shiba Family due to mutual shared interest with Miya and his status as Miyuki's lover. Aside from those two, Honami, and Suzune, Tatsuya always pushes people away.
In his mind, Tatsuya has no use for others, as he is more than capable of standing on his own.
But change is unavoidable and with his mother's intent of finally introducing him to the Family and the future of his lover as its next matriarch, Tatsuya made it a point to at least coexist with the family and clan that he never knew and had no interest in knowing. For the sake of the two women that he loves, he would do and tolerate anything or anyone.
Apparently, this mission was a dry run, and both Tatsuya and Ayanami knew this.
That is why Ayanami just smiled goodheartedly at her nephew's inquiry.
Ayanami is aware that Tatsuya suffers from the hubris that most greats suffers. When they are peerless, they tend to view anything not worth their interest as mundane and not worthy of their attention.
At the moment, aside from familial ties, Ayanami knew that in her nephew's eyes, she was just another faceless being not worth even a glance, and that she was only respected due to Miyuki's favorable view of her.
Ayanami was going to change that.
"My body is holding up well, and I have you to thank for that." Ayanami was no longer suffering from cancer because of Tatsuya. At the behest of Miyuki, Tatsuya safety and thoroughly decomposed the cancer cells and the source of those cells within Ayanami's body. The removal of those cells was so thorough that there is no chance that Ayanami would ever suffer from cancer ever again.
Getting over the terrifying fact that Tatsuya can surgical use [Decomposition] to such extent that he can pinpoint every cancerous cell in her body and eliminate them, Ayanami was very thankful that she was no longer required to take in drugs. Those drugs might not have pose any danger in her health but anything that dulls the senses is something that Ayanami will never willingly take in if given the choice.
It has been a month and a half since her cancer was cured and although her body was not yet fully condition in a way that she prefers, she is still able and well enough to accompany Tatsuya for this errant.
The Yotsuba family is vengeful family. An attack on a member is a death sentence to the attackers.
"With respect, I hope you know how I operate." Tatsuya told her, going direct to the point.
Ayanami chuckled at her nephew. "Maya-chan told me, no worries. In and out, no witnesses, no exceptions. I can live with that kind of methodology." Ayanami replied to Tatsuya assuringly. "That said, what are we hitting. Maya-chan just told me the mission parameters, not the specifics."
"Mother does not give me specifics unless necessary. The objectives are enough. We are to steal research from the New Soviet Union. We investigate on how your husband was found spying on the New Soviet Union and if possible, neutralize it. Finally, we leave a blood trail that the Soviets would remember." Tatsuya listed down the objectives of the mission. "We have two days for this, no more, no less."
"That's a tight schedule, Tatsuya-san." Ayanami pointed out.
"I prefer to finish quickly." Tatsuya replied offhandedly. "We are going to hit Belarus first, more specifically the City of Minsk. The research facility that developed Evil-Eye is there. We are going to get research papers on that magic and whatever else we can extract there."
"That is a good start and Miya-chan would approved. She always did find Evil-Eye interesting but crude." Ayanami nodded in satisfaction. "How do we hit them?"
"In all conceivable direction, simultaneously."
"I thought we are going to be discreet."
"We are. No one would see us enter and leave, considering that we are going to kill everyone present." Tatsuya stated casually. "Mother wants to give a warning. I will beat the fear of God into them."
(Miyuki POV)
"[Good morning, Miyuki-chan.]" I gazed at the face that was so similar to my Okaa-sama yet so different at the same time.
It was uncommon for me to call Obaa-sama.
It was even more uncommon for my call to be routed directly to her instead of being intercepted and filtered by Hayama-san.
But here I am, speaking with Obaa-sama. Much more, I was the one who willingly called for her.
Before discovering that my beloved is the son of Obaa-sama, I would normally avoid speaking with her at all cost.
Currently though, that is not the case.
"Good morning, Obaa-sama." Rising to my feet, I curtsy before Obaa-sama's projected image. "I hope my call is not an inconvenience."
Obaa-sama laughed as she rested her cheek on her knuckles. "[I always have time to speak to my son's chosen wife and partner.]" Obaa-sama told me kindly, a gesture that is foreign for me.
At most of the time, Obaa-sama is scary, and at best, unnerving.
I never seen her being kind, except at the time that she had my fiancé in her arms.
I did my best not to frown on the memory.
"[If I may, I can guess why you called me.]" Obaa-sama's eyes shined with understanding and amusement. "[You miss my Darling, your beloved, is that correct?]"
"Yes." No need to hide, no need deny. "I know that it is silly. We have only been apart for 8 hours now, but I already miss him." I stated in honesty.
Again, I witness an expression that was foreign to me from my Obaa-sama. She smiled to me in understanding fashion.
I did my best to hide my surprised.
"[It is not silly, Miyuki-chan. I understand your concern.]" Obaa-sama was rather assuring and gentle with her tone and voice. "[I am his mother. Regardless of his strength and power, I do worry about him a plenty when I send him off to missions.]"
"Then why do so." I hope that I am not pushing my luck. Obaa-sama is the only my beloved acknowledges as his equal and I know that I am no match against Obaa-sama in battle. "Why send him to those dangerous mission? He may be extremely strong, but he is still young."
"[Age does not always equate to experience, strength, or power, something that My Darling son has in spades.]" Obaa-sama told me rather gently yet dismissive in a way. "[Sit down, Miyuki-chan, let us have some girl talk between each other. My Darling would be so please with us getting along better…]" A look of mischief flashed before Obaa-sama's eyes. "[My Darling might even give us a reward for our efforts to form a good relationship between us.]" Obaa-sama winked while tracing her lips suggestively.
I blushed at that gesture. Yes, getting a reward from my Fiancé is a wonderful thought.
I sat down on my bed, waiting for Obaa-sama to speak once again.
Obaa-sama's eyes looked slight interested for a second.
"[I see that my son summoned [Astral Beasts] for your protection.]" Yukina-san and Kurama-san rose from where they were lying beside my bed, a look of subservient and obedience in their eyes as they bowed their head in respect before Obaa-sama "[I see that my son still doesn't trust your Guardian with your safety. Would you like me to replaced Minami-chan?]." Obaa-sama offered.
I immediately shook my head to a negative. "I trust Minami-san with my life, and she is a skilled Sakurai. I know my beloved does not trust Minami-san with my safety, but I do trust her ability to keep me safe." I defended my Guardian with the best of my ability. If Minami-san returned to the main residence, terminated as my Guardian, she would be ridiculed and discriminated by servants and Guardians alike. That would break her.
Obaa-sama looked considerate and cold. "[Very well, I shall allow her to remain as your Guardian, but if my son finds her incompetent, I will have her removed and replaced.]"
I bowed my head in gratitude. "Thank you for your consideration, Obaa-sama."
"[Think nothing of it.]" Obaa-sama waved off my gratitude. "[Now, to your concern, I fully understand that you worry about my Darling son. I feel similar sentiments, but you must understand, although I am his mother and he is my son primarily, I must also treat him like a solider. As the Matriarch and Head of the Family, I must view my son as a sword for excecution. For the betterment of the family, I must wield my son as a weapon.]"
"[In terms of pure destructive ability, as you know and seen, he is the best that we have within our ranks.]"
I nodded slowly.
My beloved is a Strategic-Type Magician, and he is an extremely powerful one.
"[After the tragedy that befell upon me…]" I winced at the mention of that incident. "[…Otou-sama carved a message for the world to behold. Otou-sama forced the world to fear the Yotsuba. The reputation that we had earned in the actions of Otou-sama became our best weapons against our enemies. After all, who would go against a family that can destroy nations?]" Obaa-sama smiled in bloodlust, making me shiver.
"[Throughout the years, we have developed and protected the reputation that Otou-sama bestowed upon the family. I have spilled blood of countless people. Nee-san broke the minds of men, rendering them broken, leaving them as musk and shells. Ayanami-chan, though not a Yotsuba by blood but faithful towards the family to no end, slit throats of our enemies in order to maintain the reputation that we have used to protect ourselves for decades.]"
"[Even today, our reputation is still constantly being challenge.]" A look of irritation crossed Obaa-[sama's face. "[Regardless of the blood that I had spilled, regardless of minds that Nee-san had broken, regardless of the lives that our family had ruined, countless fools still thrives and attempts to challenge our might.]"
A dark looked flashed before Obaa-sama's eyes. "[I am sick of fools challenging us endlessly. I am sick of fools endangering my family due to a promise of glory and fame. I am sick of this world watching and waiting for us to fall.]" Obaa-sama shook in anger, her vermillion eyes shone with rage and spite.
I flinched at the sight of those eyes.
"[So with a heavy heart, I deploy the one being that will deter fools from every challenging us. I send my own son, my darling light, to reteach them the lesson that Otou-sama taught the world. Do not ever cross the Yotsuba.]" Another smile of bloodlust and killing intent flashed before Obaa-sama's lips.
"[I do not enjoy sending my son to battle, Miyuki-chan. In fact, every time I order him to march, I feel only guilt and shame. Guilt for not being terrifying enough to repel the most arrogant and persistent pests. Shame for depending on my beloved son to maintain the family's reputation.]" Obaa-sama appeared to have a tear in her eyes, making me feel sympathetic towards her.
"[My wonderful boy is obedient, as you have seen. He obeys my orders to the letter. He inspires fear upon our enemies more than Nee-san and I could have possibly have in our prime. With him on the front, our enemies dwindle, our enemies learn to not cross us again for their survival.]"
"[I am a mother, Miyuki-chan. Sending my own child to battle is never easy, but I must for the sake of the family. For the sake of the children of my generation as well as the children of your generation. For the sake of the children that both of you will have in the future, our enemies must once again know fear and death, the consequence of crossing us.]" Obaa-sama stated fiercely and with conviction. "[My son, your fiancé, must teach them those lessons for it to be carved into their hearts, mind, and soul.]"
Obaa-sama ended her piece and all I could do is nod in understanding, move by Obaa-sama's will and determination to keep the family safe.
I bow my in understanding.
"I appreciate the explanation and your time, Obaa-sama." I told her in gratitude.
"[I always have time for my son's significant other and my daughter.]" The affection in Obaa-sama's voice as she called me her daughter was so touching that I blushed.
"Your words are very enlightening, Obaa-sama. I assure you, I shall be the pillar of my Tatsuya-sama. I shall provide him with comfort and support, with love and affection." I swore to Obaa-sama passionately.
Obaa-sama gave me another gentle and kind smile. "[I know you would. My son chose you willingly and without influence after all, and I could not choose a worthier girl to entrust my son to.]"
That is the best compliment that I could possibly get from Obaa-sama. My face redden at how flattered I am.
Obaa-sama laughed, and this laughed was different as it sounds natural and human, not the laughed that I am used that made me quake in my boots.
"[Now that we can set aside the depressing and business talk. Let us have a more sociable and lighthearted talk.]" Obaa-sama invited and I nodded enthusiastically. "[How is my son treating you, and are you treating my son well?]"
I spoke with Obaa-sama for over an hour.
I have gravely misjudge Obaa-sama. She isn't that scary and intimidating at all.
In fact, Obaa-sama is quite pleasant.
(Scene Change)
Closing the communication terminal and effectively ending the conversation between her and Miyuki, Maya could not help but recline her head on her throne and released a laughed of insanity.
"Naïve little doll." Maya smiled in madness, her eyes flashing dark crimson red like the devils.
(Scene Change)
Ayanami was genuinely excited in working with her nephew.
Tsuyoru Tatsuya is quite the source of interest for her. He is, after all, the one who stole her standing as the family's best operative.
The son of one of her best friend and the family's one and only Strategic-class Magician.
She has seen her nephew performed with just brute strength and pure power, and the end-result was remarkable and impressive.
Such destructive capacity, wielded with mastery and finesse.
Now, she wanted to see how Tatsuya would work when destruction is not the objective.
Arriving at Belarus, with the facility that they would be infiltrating just across the horizon, Ayanami would admit that watching Tatsuya make preparation was fascinating.
She was not aware that Tatsuya was quite a sculptor. She did not expect someone like Tatsuya to take to the arts like his mother.
But here he is, body glowing bright silver, which illuminated the clearing that they are in, as seven foot samurais made out of stone and earth rapidly rose up from the ground, giant serpents made out of water hastily forming in the air, and lancers crafted out of ice slowly manifests before her.
Ayanami was very impress.
Also, the experience of [Pushion] flooding her senses and surrounding was a new and unique sensation for her.
"We are going to ransack the facility." Ayanami stated as she watched in fascination as the growing
"And the Great Asian Union would be blamed for the assault as they are the only nation who still utilized primitive magic of this nature." Tatsuya further added.
Ayanami could not help but laugh. "Considering that you were gifted with magic that allows you to execute this kind of magic in such a monstrous level, calling it primitive is a bit too condescending, don't you think?"
"My [Astral Projection] is primitive, that is a fact, but it does not diminish its effectiveness." Tatsuya explained before his body stopped glowing. "We have enough."
100 stone samurais, 70 water serpents, and 120 ice lancers stood ready for battle.
"More than enough, considering that our target is just a mere research facility." Ayanami once again gazed at the lone facility standing on an incline hill.
"Russia is a military state. Believe me, everything worth guarding has a small platoon guarding it at minimum." With a snap of a finger, several pyre of silver flames erupted above Tatsuya. When the flames vanish, several floating [Spectrals] hover just above him.
Ayanami had to tighten her coat around her body as the temperature took a turn to the cold.
"Communications out." Tatsuya ordered and the [Spectrals] all nodded simultaneously as they flew towards the research facility with haste.
With the [Spectrals] task to disable the communication, Tatsuya glanced at his aunt. "Can you fight, Obaa-san?"
"It's Obaa-chan…" Ayanami corrected her nephew. Grabbing a cloth in her coat, she wrapped the cloth around her lower face. She then took a military knife place on her boot before readying her CAD. "And of course I can fight. Who do you think was the best operative that Maya-chan has before she had you?" Ayanami boasted, bloodlust overflowing.
Tatsuya nodded before his eyes narrowed.
"Let us go then." The ground beneath them split, and Tatsuya and Ayanami, as well as golem army that Tatsuya created descended from the ground, right on top of the research facility.
Ayanami laughed at how casual and easy her nephew utilize a magic that was, for all intent and purposes, revolutionary.
Ayanami gazed at the ground, and it showed that Tatsuya was correct. The facility was guarded by a military platoon, war machines littered throughout the property, and soldiers were patrolling in several key areas.
Before the first golem could land, Tatsuya brandished his Silver Gun, and with a pull of a trigger, a wave of magic flooded the entire facility.
The entire facility, all 80 hectares of the facility, was encapsulated by his magic.
Ayanami's eyes widen in surprised as every infantry machine was deconstructed in its most basic parts.
Throughout the 80 hectares of the facility, every infantry machinery, from jeeps to tanks and so on, were reduced to their most basic components and fell to the ground with a thud.
When the first golem landed on the ground, all infantry vehicles were already neutralize.
The stone golem pulled out a sharpen katana and started hacking through all the Russian Soldiers within sight, their bullets not even scratching the body of the golem.
The Water serpent, that was roughly 8 meters in size, devour up to 7 to 10 soldiers, drowning them on the spot.
The ice lancers were running through soldiers with their spears, stacking three soldiers each with their weapon.
On arrival, there was already a slaughter.
On arrival, there was already blood on the ground.
Landing on the ground, Ayanami survey the area. The immediate area was already filled with corpses.
"Let the [Golems] handle everything outside." Tatsuya told his aunt as he proceeded towards the research facility. "Let's get inside and get what we came here for."
Ayanami's eyes linger on the slaughter for a moment before following Tatsuya. "I'll take point; I won't leave this place without cutting a throat or two."
"Do what you want, Obaa-chan."
Here's chapter 14 of the Prince of the Yotsuba. I'll try my best to update in a quicker pace.
That being said, NBA playoffs is coming soon. Very excited about that! I am praying that the Cavs can get their shit together and play some D. LeBron can't always carry that fucking team to a championship. I am a fan of LeBron James and he should already have at least 5 championships if his teammates do not constantly let him down.
The story of LeBron James' career is that his teammates always lets him down.
That said, prediction time for the playoffs. This is strictly my prediction for the Cavs
Eastern Conference.
Cavs vs Pacers (Cavs in 5 games)
Cavs vs Raptors (Cavs in 6 games)
Cavs vs Wizards (Cavs in 6 GAMES)
NBA FINALS
Cavs vs Spurs (Rematch of the 2007 NBA Finals) (Pops has a counter for GSW, Hopefully.) (Cavs in 7 games)
CAVS REPEAT THIS YEAR (Hopefully.)
With that all said, REVIEW AND ENJOY, AND TELL ME WHO YOU THINK WILL WIN THE NBA CHAMPIONSHIP THIS YEAR….
P.S. I dislike GSW but I respect and enjoy watching them play.